In his sight, the demon god frantically attacked the world barrier of the five hells on the top of the Ten Abyss Prisons, in a vain attempt to break through the strongest barrier in the Abyss Demon Realm. The knights of the Blackblade Knights went to stop him, only to be obliterated by him with a single blow using his strange kendo.

So, she had some interest in her heart.

That strange sword path is definitely not weak, and in her eyes, that strange sword path is even so powerful that even Samael, the lord of the Demon Realm, can't reach it. It's just that the power of this demon god is too weak, so it can't wield all its strength.

She walked into the arena and tried to figure out the principles of this style of swordsmanship. Because she could see that this sword path was definitely not something that the demon god could master, and it should be urged by some strange ritual or item.

However, the outcome of the battle was slightly unexpected to her.

She lost.

Only then did she remember that her strength seemed to have weakened a lot, and she was no longer the powerful demon god who was ranked thirteenth in the first place.

With such strength, it is natural to try to meddle and lose.

Then she was burned by the Demon God and used as fuel for a torch to ignite the world barrier of the Ten Abyss Hells.

The burning of the soul is a terrible pain that points directly to the source, and even if it is as strong as a demon god, it cannot be ignored. For the first time in countless years, she felt unbearable pain, and her body subconsciously screamed. The desperately struggling body begged the demon god to kill her.

However, the body is struggling and howling, but the consciousness of the soul is clear. Quietly watching her body's instinct begging for mercy, a strange feeling rose in her heart...... Obviously it is so painful, so painful, why does the empty heart get unprecedented satisfaction?

Is it because this kind of pain is experienced for the first time in my life, so it feels fresh?

Thinking like this, she had just found a satisfied heart. But it gradually became empty.

She knew that while her soul was burning, fragments of her life would be read by the demon god who was close at hand, and her past would be peeped at. But it doesn't matter, it's okay to be seen, it's okay to die.

She is Isabella, the demon of nothingness. There are no weaknesses, no past, no present, no future. Even if the most vulnerable part of her life is peeped into by him, she will not be afraid, because her life is a journey of nothingness and emptiness.

You can't see the past, you can't see the future, so it's no problem to be seen.

In this way, like an outsider, she quietly watched the demon god roar, fight, and storm the world. Watching his body gradually go to ruin in the burning, his consciousness gradually blurred. Her mind was surprisingly peaceful.

This...... Is it death?

The first time she touched the arms of death at close range, she felt like she had fallen into a warm embrace, feeling darkness, warmth, peace of mind, tranquility, softness, and a strange sense of comfort.

That feeling that I had never felt before. She was a little surprised.

If that's the case, then it's a good idea to be in the dark.

Soon, though, she grew tired of the tranquility again. An empty heart will never be satisfied. The darkness of loneliness embraces loneliness and only makes the heart more lonely.

She began to grow tired of such tranquility, she began to grow tired of such darkness.

She wanted to leave.

And then. She heard a voice.

"The shards of the Nightmare King, the commandments that liberate the world, the frozen blades of black nothingness, the souls that sleep in the depths of the earth, awaken in my call. ”

At the sound of the call, she felt a huge pulling force.

Cold and powerful, evil and irresistible, it pulled her straight out of the embrace of eternal darkness. Unspeakable pain tormented her, and the hunger in her belly that could never be filled was a curse of the undead, and endless cold surrounded her, chilling to the bone.

The darkness began to fade before her eyes.

Red and white, black and purple, the colorful world began to solidify in her vision. These lights and colors gradually stretch and condense, and finally sketch the image of a dead abandoned giant city.

An icy blue glow shone above the blade of the rune sword, the terrible weapon that had taken her life and destroyed her soul, was now in his hand, the tip of the sword stuck in front of her corpse.

Qin Hao's other hand stretched out towards her and made a summoning motion, forcibly pulling her back from the embrace of death and tranquility.

"From this day forward, I am your master, and you will serve me forever and ever. ”

In the cold voice, there is not the slightest sense of ** color. At this time, the demon god who appeared in front of her was no longer gentle as before, but full of ruthless indifference, which was daunting.

"The Seventy-Two Pillars of the Abyss Demon Realm, Isabella, I pull you back from the dark death and will give you new life and pain. You are my resurrected soul, your one qiē will belong to me, and you will serve me forever. ”

"I allow you to scream in pain, and I allow you to show your sorrow, this is a glory that no one else can enjoy, please cherish it. For when you enjoy such glory, you will bear the injunction of the King of the Dead, sowing death and pain in the world, making the living feel pain and the dead fearful, exercising the right I have given you. ”

"Because of this duty, you must swear to serve me forever and ever, not to disobey, not to disobey. ”

With unspeakable fear, she dragged her undead body and sat up from the ground, looking at her pale hands in a daze, with some unbelievable fear, "This is ...... What ......"

Fear......

When will such a love be able to appear on her?

She panicked and felt the newborn undead body, felt the crazy hunger, felt the unbearable coldness, but what rose in her heart was a strange feeling.

Frightened and delighted, confused and doubtful.

She never remembered when she had such a rich relationship.

So, she raised her head and looked at the guy who had resurrected her as an undead, the demon god with a cold and heartless face, "This...... What's going on?"

Can the resurrected souls of the dead still be given joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow?

The strange feeling churning in her heart made her a little at a loss and a little happy at the same time. In the long life and empty years, for the first time, she felt this distinct change in her body, which made her irrepressibly afraid.

If these feelings are not preserved for a long time and will soon leave her, how should she deal with them?

The most terrible thing in the world is never to get it, but to gain and lose it. For countless years, the emptiness and dead silence that had been haunting her had disappeared without a trace with the various emotions churning in this soul.

For the first time in her life, she felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction, and a true sense of being alive.

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

Look, even this cry of terror was so charming, she had never had a love called horror before.

Her heart was intoxicated.

She grabbed Qin Hao's hand excitedly, and asked in a panic and at a loss, "Why did I become like this?"

At this time, one's expression should be happy, right? Why did he show panic? Sure enough, he was not familiar with the reason why he was not able to skillfully control these emotions that suddenly appeared in his body?

Then, the moment her hand grabbed Qin Hao, Qin Hao's eyes turned cold.

Thorny-

In the air, the light of thunder and lightning flashed, and Isabella let out a scream, kneeling in pain, feeling indescribable pain and torture in her body. Then she realized that she was powerless in front of him.

Like the gargoyles, abominations, and spider demons she saw 10,000 years ago, she will be enslaved by him for eternity as the deceased of the cup of undead monarchs. She, like the stenking monsters, was just a tool in his hands.

White angel wings spread out behind the man, and a beautiful and divine woman like an angel floated out from behind him.

Looking at her trembling on the ground with some dissatisfaction, the soul healer named Erin frowned, "The master stripped all his feelings and gave them all to you, the purpose is to cultivate your own feelings and grow. The master has not given so much to you, shouldn't you be happy with it?"

Saying that, Erin looked at Qin Hao with some dissatisfaction, and said, "Master, did you make a mistake in your previous judgment?" After all, you are very sympathetic, and it is normal for you to do irrational things on the spur of the moment, I think we should take back your feelings and not waste time on this guy." ”

However, the demon named Qin Hao shook his head, looked at her indifferently, calmly observed her reaction, and said, "My judgment will definitely not be wrong, she is indeed a powerful demon god, endowing her with feelings, making her grateful to me, serving me, and joining our camp can greatly enhance our combat power." In the future, she will be a powerful addition to Samael. ”

And she is a demon of nothingness, with no loyalty to Samael, and the purpose of her existence is to find the meaning of her own existence. And in this sense, Samael can't give her, so he can't get her true allegiance. But I'm different, I can give her what she wants, so I should save her. ”

Looking at Isabella indifferently, Qin Hao's voice was cold without feeling, "And it's just a temporary strip of my feelings, and it's not that I can't get it back." It doesn't matter if I'm just paralyzed for a while, the price I'm paying is nothing compared to what I'm about to get. (To be continued......)

ps: Qin Hao with facial paralysis is very fun, let's play two chapters first and then return his feelings

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