88 Pruto
"In that case, Jupiter is murderous." Cecia analyzed.
"I'm amazed that you are so powerful at mind reading, and you can actually control your mind." Pruto sat on the couch as he ate the fruit, the bright red juice running down his fingers.
The two of them were in Cecia's palace in the Borderlands, and the palace was perennially filled with the scent of incense and roses, which Cecia had received from the earth, and she loved it.
Because of this fragrance, the visitor can invisibly relax her vigilance, make it easier for her to know the secrets hidden in the deepest part of the other party, and make the other party listen to her words and do anything for her.
"That's what I said." Cecia leisurely took out the fruit from the plate next to her, her movements graceful, the fruit had already been carefully cut into petals by the slave.
Pluto didn't care about the details, he just felt that the taste was okay, and he didn't feel anything else.
"At this level, will the process be accelerated?" Pluto swallowed the flesh in his mouth and said vaguely.
"Look at how angry he is, and in five more moments, it'll be up to him to go to Ouranos and say it." Cecia shoved a slice of fruit into her mouth and chewed it patiently.
"Your powerful mind-reading skills, haven't you read Jupiter's thoughts?"
"It's so far away, and it takes me a lot of strength just to control a loyal guy like Artirans, how can I be distracted from reading someone with a strong mind like Jupiter."
"So," Pruto stood up, and with a wave of his hand, he kicked the slaves out, "can you read my thoughts?" β
Cecia looked up lazily as Pruto approached her, "If I don't want to, even if I read your thoughts, what can you do to me?" β
Pruto paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I heard that your Feather Human Race has a technology that can make human beings change in size, relying on the Imperial Clan's genetic technology?" β
"Then you underestimate the technological development of the Feather Human Race, it is not the same technological branch as the Emperor Clan, we have our own development direction, unlike you humans, who robbed the technology of other races and made themselves high, it is simply naΓ―ve." Cecia sat up, and she reached out.
She rested on Pluto's shoulder, and the three pairs of wings behind her stretched out, and the whole person floated in the air.
Pruto looked up and watched quietly, Cecia's body emitted a soft light, her hand also withdrew, her whole body floated in the air, Pruto unconsciously took a few steps back.
Cecia tilted her head slightly, and the three pairs of wings suddenly stretched out, giving Pluto the illusion that the wings had suddenly tripled in size, and the wings slowly wrapped Cecia's body inside.
Until the whole body is wrapped in wings.
The gentle light grew brighter and brighter, until finally the glare prevented Pruto from opening his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, squinting his eyes, until the light faded, and he lowered his hand to adjust to the light in front of him.
He felt the scent in the room intensify, and he took a deep breath, the pores of his body smelling of roses.
He felt a person standing in front of him, he took a step back, and he let his guard down as he saw the person in front of him warily.
In front of him, there stood a naked woman with a height of a little more than four meters, her long golden hair reached her hips, her figure was slender and slender, her blue eyes were looking at him, her lower lip was pursed, and the beauty mole under the corner of her eye was even more invisibly charming.
Cecia took on the form of a higher human, standing naked in front of Pruto.
"My thoughts are yours as long as I want to." Cecia walked slowly towards Pruto and said seductively.
"I agree." Pluto was face to face with Cecia, and he felt Cecia's breath come to him, and the scent of her body came to his face, which was different from the scent of roses in the room, but it was particularly intoxicating.
"So what are you waiting for?" Cecia said, standing on tiptoe and opening her mouth to bite Pruto's lip.
Pruto's abdomen rubbed against the flames, he took a deep breath, forcibly pressed down, and the last of his sanity made him ask, "Did you use mind reading on me?" β
"Fool, do you need it?" Cecia chuckled softly, wrapping her arms around Pruto.
Pruto had no more distractions, and the last fire of reason was directly extinguished by the wave of desire, and the two were fiercely entangled, turning the world upside down and passionate in Cecia's palace of desire.
After a long time, the two of them were exhausted, and Cecia had already regained her original size, and the three pairs of wings seemed to be more unable to stretch out, falling limply to the floor.
"Rest a little longer, we still have things to do." Pruto said calmly.
"Oh, I see, but." Cecia sat up straight, looked at Pluto and said, "This time is obviously a lot better than last time. β
"Hey!" Pruto sat up with a blushing face, and Cercythia was already flying in the air, her satin garment already on her body.
"Still blushing?" Cecia said, her wings flapping slightly, and she leaned over to his face, "Hades, don't forget your duty. β
Pruto waved his hand angrily, and he sat up from the bed. "I know what I do."
"What is your duty?"
"Restore the electronic channel and establish a new system."
"What else?"
"Start the Age of Hades."
"And whatever!"
"Start the Age of Hades!"
"What is the age of Hades?"
"It's my time!"
"That's right!" Cecia leaned in front of Pruto, her face much smaller than Pruto's, and she was not face-to-face with Pruto as she had been transformed into a higher human.
"Heh, I've really been poisoned by you." Pluto shook his head, reaching for the single hazmat suit he had placed next to the bed and placing it on his chest.
A jet-black battle suit enveloped him, including his head.
"It's time for us to go." Pruto said, pulling down his hood and facing Cecia in full gear.
Cecia looked at him in full gear and nodded.
After two charges, the two stood on the northwest edge of the Borderlands.
Further north, there is the territory of Ouranos, and to the north of the territory of Ouranos is Gaia, and to the southeast of Ouranos and Gaia is the territory of Kronos, and the territory of Kronos is as much territory as Ouranos and Gaia combined.
To the southeast of Kronos were the domains of Mercury and Mars, with the brothers' domains close to each other, and to the south of Mars was the territory of Aphrodite, and Jupiter's territory was even wider, connecting the domains of Gaia, Cronos, and Mercury. It occupies a large area of the entire northwestern territory, and the continental territory owned by the imperial family also belongs to Jupiter.
And the southernmost one, where the Tongdi clan once lived alone in a continental territory, was Yugu. The three continents are not far away, across the Caspian Sea, occupying 70% of the entire area of the Void Planet, and the remaining 30% is surrounded by oceans.
The Borderlands occupy forty percent of the Middle Continent.
Because it is a barren land, no race thinks it is possible to survive there, only those who have been expelled, fled and even sentenced to death and exiled to this territory, who live here in pain and suffering.
The Borderlands, also known as the Void Desert, are the only ones who can survive here with the exception of the Immortal King and the Enchanting Angel.
And those who are strong and have the ability to survive.
The Battle of Jupiter Palace allowed Pruto's fame to spread silently in the Borderlands.
His summoning brought more fugitives and strong men with strength to join in.
Pruto was standing in front of Cecia's palace at this time.
Although Cecia's palace is small, it is not as large as the Seven Lords in the Borderlands, but it is still considered a symbol of survival in the Borderlands.
Cecia's palace, built in the middle of the desert, is known as the Ship of the Desert.
Just because they can rely on the sand sea to drift with the waves, but never sink, finding Cecia's palace is like finding the largest oasis in the desert.
Pluto's Hades' palace, though still in the territory of Ouranos, is regarded by all as the palace in the Borderlands, which will never move and will always be in the midst of a sandstorm, but not affected by it, as the desert palace in the center of the Borderlands.
Call it the Palace of Hades.
Pruto's summoning caused the powerful men who had been exiled in all directions of the Borderlands to converge on the northwest edge in two rushes.
Here, you can see the road called Oki-dori Road, which is a road, but it is an aerial route.
This line, which runs through the entire Chongxu Continent, radiates from this line in other directions to Chongxu, until all parts of Chongxu.
And it is still the main line, and the people of Chongxu call it the lifeline of Chongxu.
Pluto and Cecia stood outside this lifeline, and there was a constant gathering of people behind them.
"You say." Pruto looked at the air line that was vaguely just a line in the distance, and above that, there was a floating road sign, which was the line sign of Chongxu Avenue.
"After Jupiter's death, the entire Chong Void only needs nearly two Chong Void Moons, but on the other side of the earth, there is a time difference, and the electron channel can really be dredged under pressure on both sides?"
"Hey! Pluto! We've teleported one-third of the entire population to Earth, and now we don't have a chance to turn back. Cecia turned to look at him.
Pruto took a deep breath, "You Feather Terrans always pay attention to surviving with Chongxu, I didn't expect them to agree, but I have to say, your idea is even crazier." β
"Are you talking about Elder Featherman? That's why it's just me and you who were banished, and if we had done these things in the past, they would have enjoyed more benefits. But this time, it's me who benefits you more. Cecia said viciously.
Pruto looked at Cecia with a cold face, he knew that if he continued to talk about it, Cecia would definitely go berserk, so he obediently shut his mouth and waited for Jupiter to pass by this road of death that belonged to him.