The quiet interior, the outside was blocked by Yang Cheng's full force, and no matter who was allowed to enter without his own orders.

The goddess of war, Deluka, was now tied up with five flowers and thrown on a blanket in the center of the room, and on the walls around her, in addition to the glittering orbs used for lighting, there was also a fire on the stove on the side.

The room was warm, one could even say slightly dry.

And Yang Cheng sat on the chair, constantly looking at the Nibelungen with the divine sword in his hand.

"K-"

He drew his sword and looked left and right.

"Uh-hmm-hmm-hmm-"

The goddess of war, Diluka, wanted to say something, but because she was under a forbidden spell, she could only make an incomprehensible voice. Her eyes were full of anger, and she writhed her body as hard as she could, but her body was tied with special ropes, and she could do nothing but strangle that beautiful carcass deeper and deeper.

"The workmanship of this divine sword is very good, and the magic patterns are also beautifully carved, although His Highness is a layman, even the appearance is breathtaking!"

"Uh-hmm-hmm-"

Diluka's eyes became even more angry, she stared at Yang Cheng deadly, this look is not a scolding and it is probably not much better.

"Don't worry, Your Highness will pamper you later!"

The smile on Yang Cheng's face made Di Luka chill, what did she see in that man's eyes, the desire to eat fruit and fruit, the desire to burn, her body twisted more violently, now she was restrained, she couldn't even commit suicide, in a hurry, tears flowed down her beautiful eyes.

"Oh, it is very ungentlemanly to let the beautiful young lady shed tears, and so on, Your Highness allows you to speak freely, but only if you do not anger me, otherwise, you will understand what the tragic consequences are!"

Yang Cheng is not soft-hearted, he just let her speak, and he didn't let her go, at least, talking to a beautiful young lady who can talk is much better than talking to a beautiful puppet.

"Damn demons, let me go, do you know that your actions have desecrated the glory of the Mother of Life!"

"Mother of Life?!"

Yang Cheng smiled, "Glory, can I think that your brain has been burned out in the war?!"

Yang Cheng, the mother of life she said, still understands that everything in this dimensional world is built on the Divine Tree of Life. With the passage of time and the evolution of the world, the Goddess of Life was born in the Tree of Life, and later the Goddess of Life used all her mana to create the Protoss and the Demon Race.

Since it is said that it is all the mana, after doing all this, the goddess of life has also returned to chaos, and the Divine Tree of Life is still there, which is also the only evidence that she has ever existed.

At the beginning, there was only one continent in this plane, but even the goddess of life didn't expect that the gods and demons were not compatible at all like water and fire after they were derived, so the wars between the gods and demons continued to break out. Then one day, the continent was torn apart in half by the struggle between the two races.

After that, it was better to divide, the demons and the gods each entrenched in half of the continent, and as for the rise of the gods, it was entirely because they grabbed the Divine Tree of Life. For countless years, the goddesses of the Protoss have continued to grow by absorbing the ability of the Divine Tree of Life, while the Demon Race is declining more and more, which is the real reason why the Demon Race was almost wiped out today.

"I want to know, how did you manage it, the Nibelungen is gone, its horns have been fashioned into a god costume, how can it be used by you again?"

The demons and the gods are actually twins of one mother, and it is ridiculous to say that it is a blasphemy of the glory of life. For a long time, the Protoss has relied on the power of the Divine Tree of Life to increase their strength, and it is natural to think that the Goddess of Life is their belief, if it weren't for Yang Cheng's refutation, she would have almost forgotten that the Demon Race and the Protoss are in the same vein. Also to hide her embarrassment, she changed her tone and changed the question.

She is very unwilling to fail this time, and of course this problem is also the root cause of her failure and the biggest doubt.

"The Nibelungen is the most powerful dragon leader after the goddess of life created the world, and it is only because the goddess of life hangs the absolute god Odin and the mother goddess of the four seasons that this caused a miracle to allow the god to continue to survive, and it has indeed perished!"

Hearing Yang Cheng say about perdition, Diluka said with an incredulous look in his eyes: "The appearance of the Nibelungen on the battlefield is not an illusion......

"It's just an imitation," Yang Cheng said a little proudly: "It's some power, but it's just a little bit, and it can't do anything!"

"No...... It couldn't be ......."

Diluka became excited, her chest was rising and falling violently, but it was a pity that she looked a little embarrassed and even a little ...... Astringency.

"Nothing is impossible, since the Heroic Spirit Force is under your control, you must know their origins!"

Hearing the origin, Diluka suddenly seemed to understand something, and then she lay on the ground weakly, pursing her lips in a decadent state.

"According to records, these 50,000 heroic spirits are all the most loyal troops under the Four Seasons Mother Goddess, but in the confrontation with the dragons, they were directly annihilated by a dragon breath from the Nibelungen, and it is precisely because of their loyal beliefs that after triggering the miracle of the goddess of life, instead of dying, they have become a special class. ”

Diluka gritted his teeth and said, "You are right, and then this army came to my hands. ”

Yang Cheng said indifferently: "To be honest, I am also very pleased with the combat effectiveness of this Heroic Spirit Army, they are different from ordinary spirit seeds, no, they are a thousand times stronger than spirit seeds, and as long as your god costume is still there, even if you die, you will soon be resurrected." ”

Diluka gasped twice and said, "But in the end, I was defeated by you." ”

"That's nature," Yang Cheng looked up and down at the beautiful carcass of the girl in front of him, the delicate curves were even more amorous under the five-flower tie-up, "You are defeated in my hands, after all, it is a miracle, those heroic spirits were instantly destroyed by the dragon leader Nibelungen But it is a fact, that kind of shock and fear of power is deeply imprinted in their hearts, even if they become a heroic spirit army, they can't eliminate their fear of Nibelungen." If not, why did the Mother Goddess of the Four Seasons use the horns of the Nibelungen when making the costume, or did she name the Nibelungen, in fact, to better control this Heroic Spirit Army, am I right?"

Diluka was silent for a long time before she said, "Yes......"

"And now that you have fallen into the hands of His Highness, then, let's start talking about the conditions for you to become my prop. ”

Hearing Yang Cheng say 'props', Diluka's emotions became excited again, "Impossible, even if you kill me, you won't be served by the demons, let alone become your props!"

"Don't worry, you will!"

The long sword in Yang Cheng's hand slowly fell in front of Di Luka's body, I have to say, this god costume is really too good, even if it is lightly touched, the slender dress in front of Di Luka is directly cracked, the crystal skin, the clear luster, under the illumination of the indoor orb and the fireplace fire, it is even more seductive.

(End of chapter)