Lust can often shatter everything, such as the knightly glory and imperial duty that Count Luvia once naively thought, so when the tavernkeeper Ruble stabbed his sword into his chest, the bloody count of the Ella Empire felt disbelief for the first time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Damn ruble!" Herman's angry voice couldn't stop the sword from going deeper again, and in the face of a golden opportunity, the tavernkeeper Ruble sarcastically showed the demeanor of a white knight, that is, every blow must be with all his strength.

The sharp blade finally sank into his back, leaving the hilt of the sword in Luble's hand, and death accompanied by the blood gushing from the chest of the Count of Luvia began to gradually eat away at the consciousness of the Imperial Count, but fortunately at this time, the Lord Count should be glad that there was a knowledgeable magician in their ranks, although the magician hoped that the Count would fall, but the gesture of Birmingham's gaze made little Ellie start chanting the incantation.

"Riptide, give warm care to those in front of you. The chanting spell flowed out, and the clear water poured out from the tip of the little magician Ellie's wand, turning into a cool stream of water that surrounded Count Luvia and Ruble.

As soon as the pale blue flowing water appeared, the injury on Count Luvia's chest seemed to be alleviated, the surging blood stagnated in an instant, and the scattered consciousness rarely ushered in the Qingming at this moment, and this rare wisp of Qingming brought the death of another person.

Count Bloody is not an empty title, Count Luvia's drooping palm glowed red, and the blood flowing into the ground rushed up as if it had life in an instant, spreading along Count Luvia's body.

Ruble, the tavern owner behind Count Luvia, was surprised to see the rising blood curtain separating him from Count Luvia, and uneasiness occupied Ruble's heart with the rise of the blood curtain, and he wanted to retreat but found that his hand had been slowly swallowed by the blood curtain.

"Blood. The Earl let out a long cry, and the blood curtain swelled in the blink of an eye, and without even a chance to call for help, the ruble was wrapped in it instantly, and the viscous blood turned into invisible fangs at this moment, making a creaking and crunching sound.

Herman watched in shock as the ruble's blood-wrapped body was crushed and melted into the earl's blood, and finally flowed back into the count's body, the wound of the blade was restored little by little in the blood flow, and his pale face gradually turned red, and the price of such recovery was the life of the ruble.

"Blood returned, you in the end!" Hugus the sheep-headed man felt that tonight was simply subverting his own concept, in addition to seeing the alchemy puppet of the blasphemous product, he also saw the most famous magic of necromancers, blood return, this cruel magic that devours other people's lives for his own use.

"It's mortal, Mr. Demon from the Abyss. The resurrection of vitality made the corners of Count Louvia's mouth hook with pleasure, and such a full and vivid feeling made the bloody earl's heart fill with excitement at the moment.

"Mortals, I don't remember that the Goddess created mortals like you. ”

"That's just your loneliness. ”

"Mortal, you seem to be happy. Shogues felt irrepressible pleasure in Count Louvia's tone.

"That's natural, Mr. Demon, do you know how much time I've spent trying to find a message about Queen Claire, you're just an angel who sent it to your door. "Count Luvia crossed Birmingham and approached the last demon left in the mortal world.

"Innocence is still the preserve of you mortals, at least we demons won't pursue a secret that we shouldn't know. ”

"Secrets that shouldn't be known, Mr. Demon, don't forget that this is a mortal world, a human realm, and humans are the masters of this continent, and you and those dark blue are not the masters of this continent. "This is probably the first time that Birmingham has really heard his cousin's heart, and even the little magician Ellie, who is very prejudiced against Luvia, would not have imagined that this man who walks on the edge of darkness would take his human identity so seriously.

The shocking remarks made the demon Shugus speechless, this demon had seen a lot of races in the past, but only in the human body could he feel the innate pride, the pride of being a mortal, the pride of being a human.

"It's beautiful, and only your souls can have such beautiful colors. The shattered body couldn't suppress the demon's joyful laughter, and the broken wings couldn't stop it from taking off again.

Queen, is that why you have let me stay here, that I may once again see this mortal man full of contradictions and dreams, and see the greatest creature of this goddess, but O Queen, I am a demon, how can I continue to be a spectator in the face of such a seductive soul, you are so vicious, my dear Queen!

The tumbling thoughts in their hearts turned into the darkness overflowing from Shugus, the thick darkness was like a beast in the heart finally breaking free from the shackles that bound it and began to wreak havoc, this is the most essential thing of the demons, and it is also the so-called soul in their mouths, and the soulless they regard this rich and incomparable darkness in their bodies as the soul that supports their survival, the corrupted soul that is rejected by Nasr, the pure darkness that is not within the rules of the goddess.

Shogues released the darkness within himself as the finale for him to see the alluring brilliance again, and the tumbling darkness spread rapidly and expanded in everyone's field of vision.

Darkness engulfed Shogues' soaring figure, corrupting the bright light in the hall.

The darkness is rolling and roaring, condensing into an unknown beast crawling in the deserted halls of the Rose Manor, what kind of monster is this, there is no so-called appearance, only endless rolling darkness, no claws and fangs, but it seems that everywhere is his fangs and claws.

Unspeakable, unspeakable, such a monster is the first time in all their lives, and it is also the last time, because no demon will come to this point, even if they are killed, they can still be resurrected in the abyss, because the purest darkness in the body will flow into the abyss when they die as the seed of their resurrection, this is the secret of the endless stream of demons, but now Shuggus can no longer return to the abyss, his goddess has abandoned him, and his hometown has rejected him.

He was betrayed by the abyss, betrayed by the devil, just because he was on the side of the deep blue, became the servant of Queen Claire, no one could refuse the devil's deal, not even the demon himself, Shogues was immersed in his deal with Queen Claire and never woke up again, never wanted to return to the dark abyss, it was willing to be Queen Claire's most loyal servant, and it was also willing to repay the favor of his master with his corrupt and dark life, so that he could enjoy this rare death, like a living creature, not a tool of the dark breeding of the goddess of the abyss。

"It's crying. The little magician Ellie stared at the darkness in front of her, and the elements in the air sent laughter from the depths of darkness into the magician's ears.

"yes, I think it's laughing. Birmingham's hand holding the sword was a little harder, the azure streamer swept over the blade, and the cry of the soul was not a cheer for the beginning of the restart, and the moment of the end of endless life was not a happy time.

Eternal life is not a happy thing, this is deeply understood by the people of the deep blue, and the same is true of the demons, even if the light of the mortal world is scorching and dazzling, it is a real pain, and sometimes even the burning pain is a touch that makes the demon happy.

"This is life and death, this is mortal, this is what I am gradually abandoning, and you are not crazy, Shogues, no, Claire, the leader of the Deep Blue People. Birmingham's eyes seemed to see through the tumbling darkness the shadow of Queen Yasar, the man in the fog who had given up his eternal life step by step, and Queen Claire seemed to be looking at herself in the same way, watching this mortal step by step into the cycle of eternal life,

The sword, stabbed mercilessly.

The sound of laughter, piercing the quiet darkness, resounded through the deserted manor, announcing that there was no trace of demons in the mortal world.