(This is the story of Xiaobai's past life)

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In order to circumvent the restrictions and descend on the main material plane with the main body of the Dark Serpent Salriman, one of the Twin Serpents of Chaos, the evil gods, demons and humans jointly plan a conspiracy.

The elves of Aya were unaware of the conspiracy against them. This group of beautiful spirits, favored by the gods, lived carefree for many centuries under the protection of the mysterious locks laid by the god of life himself.

Their innocent souls, without any human pain, are the Dark Serpent's favorite bait.

The only trouble is that Angelis, the god of life, is too powerful to break through from the outside. But in the elven princess Lucieu, the conspirators find a breakthrough.

The young elven princess Lucieu is deeply infatuated with Cremar, as the handsome and powerful dragon warlock has saved her twice. It's a pity that Cremar is indifferent to the love of the elven princess, he has too many responsibilities on his body to accept this kind of innocent and brainless love.

In order to investigate the legacy of the god Io, Cremar temporarily left the main plane alone. Immediately afterward, the elven queen Amman died unexpectedly, and Lucieu was crowned in grief.

The disappearance of the two major helpers left Lucieu alone. The conspirators seized this golden opportunity.

The Lord of the Dark, the Lord of Lies, the six-fingered Grazt, is known as the most devil-like demon, and he is the most suitable protagonist for this conspiracy.

The god of conspiracy, Cyril, blessed him with Transfiguration, transforming him inside and out into a form that even the gods could not see.

The shaped-out Grazt proposes to Lucieu, much to the delight of the naïve little queen. She indulges in the sweet lies of the devil and has no opinions. Grazter took advantage of Lucieu's trust and gradually dismantled the mystery lock defenses of Lynn Island.

Many of the elves of the Arrow reminded the little queen that Lynn Island was in danger, but Lucie turned a deaf ear. She, like all maidens, is full of heart for the upcoming wedding.

Today is the day of her wedding.

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Lucieu sat in front of a huge crystal floor-to-ceiling mirror, next to two oversized pyroxene lamps, illuminating the room as bright as day.

She stared at herself in the mirror, carefully brushing a strand of bangs. With a pink-carved face, a gorgeous green wedding dress and a shining crystal crown, even Flo, the goddess of love, will be jealous.

It was an overly complicated wedding dress, and the flowers were so full that even the diminutive Lucieu could bury it entirely.

Aunt Wallis had been preparing the wedding dress for at least a hundred years, and she vowed to dress her niece Lucieu as the most beautiful bride in the world.

Lucieu felt that she was lucky, she was about to marry the person she loved the most, and this favorite person was so smart that she would definitely take care of the affairs of Lindao in the future.

Then she can be freed from the responsibilities of the queen and be a good wife who loves him with all her heart. Lucieu knows that she is not smart, but it is not too difficult to love someone.

It's just why it's so uneasy now. The room is as bright as day, but the shadows under the light float, making everything in reality so distorted. Lucie's fingers gently caressed herself in the mirror, and when she looked at it, there was some inexplicable horror on her familiar face.

Just like staring at the mirror for a long time in the middle of the night, the face on the other side will become more and more terrifying. It's like a dark abyss that gives birth to instinctive fear in people's souls.

A hand was placed on her shoulder, startling the bride.

"What's wrong, my little queen."

The gentle voice calmed Lucie's frightened heart.

"The hair here is a bit messy."

Cremar didn't wait for her to answer, and politely bent down to straighten the ends of Lucie's hair. His side face was cold, and his breath was hot on his neck, and such a contradictory feature made Lucieux deeply obsessed.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little anxious." Lucieu was a little shy, "Honey, you shouldn't be here now, Aunt Wallis and Elenor should lead me out in a moment." ”

Aunt Wallis was the chief priest of the Elven Court of Lyndo, in charge of various ceremonies. Elenor is a good friend of Lucieure's and she is chosen as a maid to dress her up.

The two of them were supposed to stay by Lucieu's side until they put her hand in Cremar's hands. In fact, for the marriage of the little queen, this room should also have the service of many people, such as ceremonies, musicians, elders, priests, etc.

It's just that for some reason, there are fewer and fewer people. It wasn't until just now, after Aunt Wallis and Elenore had left for a while and never returned, that Lucie suddenly realized that she was the only one left.

This was where her uneasiness came from, and she sat in the equally splendid court, dressed in great clothes, with no one around her.

Like a caged bird.

Luckily, she still has Cremar.

"The two of them are entangled outside, and they sent me to fetch you out. You know, the guests outside are so welcoming. ”

Cremar smiled a little sarcastically, as if he was a little unhappy with the guests. Seeing that Lucieu was still hesitating, he smiled and held out his hand to her.

"Come with me, my most beautiful little princess, everyone can't wait."

His attitude, polite and tough, whenever he showed such a serious expression, Lucieu could not refuse him.

Lucieux gave her hand to Cremar, she loved him so much and was willing to do anything for him. What's more, it's just a minor indecency.

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The door to the inner courtyard opens, and the wedding scene is outside. The elves of Aya were blessed by Angles, and in addition to the mystery lock, the god of elves also bestowed the fountain of life on the elves of Lynn.

This incredible spring water can heal almost everything from the body to the soul. Even the unlucky ones who have just died, as long as their souls have not left their bodies, as long as they are thrown into the fountain of life, they can be restored to their original state.

A bottle of Lin Island's Fountain of Life, even if it has been diluted many times, can be sold for a sky-high price outside.

As the heart of Lynn Island, the Fountain of Life is at the heart of almost all ceremonies, including the Queen's wedding.

This time, Aunt Wallis arranged the whole celebration carefully, and although she instinctively disliked the Lord "Cremar", she did not want to embarrass her niece. The temple of Angles is placed directly above the Fountain of Life, surrounded by Aya's coat of arms and the banner of the priesthood, symbolizing the blessing of the gods for the wedding.

Beyond that was the guest quarters, adorned with an abundance of expensive flowers and satins, the fabrics from far-off Seris were priceless, and the extravagance of them was enough to put any human king to shame.

And the focal point of the whole ceremony is, of course, a small open-air altar in the middle of the fountain of life. Several low white marble Eric columns were erected there, and when the ceremony began, Aunt Wallis would stand there to bless the couple on behalf of Angelis.

Unfortunately, Aunt Wallis may not have had the opportunity to bless her niece. Her eyes were hollow, and her head was placed on top of a white marble pillar, and the blood that flowed down stained the entire column.

At the top of another pillar was the head of Elenor, Luciare's best friend, with the horror and despair of death in his eyes, as if he did not want to believe what was happening in front of him.

In the venue below, countless demons crawling out of the abyss are enjoying their feast of flesh and blood, and these flesh and blood are all from the elves of Aya.

The elves of Lindao gathered together to bless their little queen on this happy day, but they didn't expect to be treated as dinner by the uninvited guys.

In the carnival of flesh and blood, Cremar walked over with a drunken smile and a dazed bride.

The cobblestone path, soaked in blood, is very slippery. Lucie stumbled on her feet and nearly fell.

Cremar gently hugged her, "Be careful. He patted Lucieu on the head, "Don't be so clumsy. ”

The blood came from the flower beds on both sides of the path. These delicate snowflake rock flower beds were originally planted with yellow roses, symbolizing the couple's consummate love.

As if the uninvited guests did not like such flowers, they plucked the roses and filled the flower beds with the stumps of the elves. On these strangely shaped "branches", the internal organs of the elves are hung. Finally, on the top of such flesh plants, the head of the original owner is placed.

The aesthetics of the abyss, roughly like this.

Lucieu crouched on the blood-soaked path, trembling with fright at first, and then a great sadness drove out the fear.

When the worst nightmare in the depths of her soul was just around the corner, this somewhat dumbfounded girl also understood that there was no way for her to escape.

"What's wrong, dear." Seeing Lucieu crouching there unable to take a step, Cremar asked with concern, "Isn't it comfortable?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" Lucy burst into tears.

"Who am I?" Cremar laughed mockingly, "Am I not your favorite Lord Cremar, my dear Lucie. ”

As he spoke, he burst out laughing. The exaggerated laughter made his mouth grin wider and wider, and eventually turned into a bloody mouth. He unleashed Cyril's Transfiguration.

The Demon Lord, Grazt, the monstrous demon, stood in front of Lucia and laughed. He almost applauded his wonderful performance. His greatest hobby is to enjoy the pain and despair of others, especially those who are forged by his lies.

He is a real demon.

Relatively speaking, his accomplices, it seems that they do not have such good patience.

"Hurry up." Out of the shadows came a tall figure wrapped in black robes, "I can't hide it from Angelis for long, he's already starting to suspect it." ”

"Cyril, you want to deprive me of my fun?" Grazt roared loudly at the god of conspiracy.

"This is Angres' territory! You can go back to the Swan Tower and enjoy your time when you're done. ”

The Swan Tower is Grazt's harem, which imprisons the souls of nine thousand painful maidens. Like Lucieu, these innocent and innocent maidens were seduced by Grazt, fell into the abyss in despair, and were tortured by Grazt forever.

Lucieu, who will be the nineteenth and first princess of Grazt, will be one of the most beautiful collections of the Demon Maharaja.

"Two gentlemen, please pay attention to etiquette."

Among the accomplices, a graceful and elegant lady spoke up to stop the argument between the two bastards. This lady is jeweled, plump, and her skin is as soft as a baby.

She is even older than the average god, and how such young skin came from is self-evident.

She gently shook one of the staff in her hand: "Do the right thing first, and then take what you need." ”

"Listen, honorable Lady Octahy."

Grazter no longer insisted, and he picked up Lucieu and dipped herself in the fountain of life, which had long been desecrated by blood and filth.

Below, it's the most important thing.