"Are you sure you want to go in?"

Sonia was sweating profusely as she stared at the door of the luxurious box in front of her, even a banshee of her level could feel it! In this room, there was an almost frozen evil aura, a visual sense that seemed to come from the deep sea, and the cold and darkness that could not be seen engulfed her sense of existence as a banshee!

Evil.

Evil beyond imagination.

This evil, but wrapped in a faint warm light.

It's warm...

Sonia unconsciously responded to the warmth in the deep cold with a magic factor...

Syllable!

Melina's wrist was patted, she covered her hand in pain, and suddenly felt that both cold and warm feelings disappeared.

"Mei ......"

Melina withdrew her magic factor protection and said:

"Don't be changed by the nature of warmth, you feel it carefully."

Seeing Sonia's expression slowly changing from frowning to surprised, Melina was also relieved.

The two completely different factor flows behind the door don't exactly represent good and bad - the reason why I say this is because the cold and cold factor flow is actually a little more intimate.

Accardo looked silently, then opened the door.

It seems that the air conditioner that has been turned on to 16 degrees Celsius is heavy and the air is heavy, and the body feels like cold air below zero.

"Sss

Melina stood in front of Sonia, isolating her comfort zone.

"Thank you, May." Sonia pinched her wrist, disappointed and relieved.

"It's going to get stronger." Belen said beside him, hehe, "Sooner or later, you will be able to transform into a powerful red dragon." ”

"Haha, take your good words..."

Elizabeth tiptoed and patted Sonia's head:

"It's cute to be so weak."

"I still want to be reliable once in a while..."

Today, Sonia is still pampered by everyone, and Melina is the first to follow Accardo into the room.

The room is covered with red carpets, three walls of black matte marble, and a large number of religious paintings on the walls. One side looks at the glass of the stage in a completely one-way direction. In front of the glass is an ornate swivel chair made of ancient tree branches and precious stones.

For some reason, Melina thought it would be appropriate to replace the swivel chair with a white food stall plastic chair.

Hiss –

The swivel chair turned around, and it was Milfisna, the sun god with blonde hair and golden eyes and a sunny temperament.

But at this time, the god's eyes were hollow, like a puppet.

Doll...

Melina noticed that the other party was sitting on the very edge of the swivel chair, almost falling off.

Just behind her gorgeous, thick golden curls of hair, there was a discordant black-blue glow.

"Who's hiding behind?"

Melina asked.

The sun god's expression is slightly unnatural. Accardo, who was standing next to him, nodded:

“… Mephisto, this is Melina, the woman I told you about with [qualifications]. As expected, she saw you, so show up. ”

"Hidden people?" Kara asked, confused.

Belen's eyes widened and he frowned:

"Hmm, do you mean the shadow behind Milfisna?"

Elizabeth stood cautiously behind Melina and whispered:

"Blue-black thing, you... Well, I guess I understand. ”

The factor flow behind Mirfisna continued to flow out, and the sun god stood up and stepped aside. Inside the swivel chair, a little girl with her hands on her knees appeared, her smile was dark, and her long black hair was a dark blue water color inside.

She was dressed in a black dress, and there were several octopus-like tentacles on her calves.

A pair of helix horns on the top of her head are a clear characteristic of a genetically modified banshee.

"You can see the essence through the puppet, hehehe, ahhahaha, what an interesting woman!" The corners of her mouth rose, crazy and restrained, "It's still two people, it's really interesting, if it's the two of you, you should have the ability to withstand the power of the experimental subject of the divine factor chain, right?" ”

What is this guy talking about? Melina looked at Accardo silently.

Accardo said softly:

"Mephisto, they don't know the whole picture, and they're only here because you want their autographs, aren't they?"

"Ah, yes, yes! How could I forget! Mephisto patted her head, and her aura of seriousness and distress suddenly dissipated, and she suddenly became like an approachable banshee.

She flicked forward, her slender black legs running along the edge of the swivel chair, her toes gently scraping against the carpet. The tentacle-like wrists and feet that made people care about retracted into the black dress.

"Please let me get your autographs!"

As the gold owner who introduced them to this big stage to perform, this small requirement naturally has to be met.

It's just that the after-work girl group, except for Melina and Elizabeth, is quietly looking at the sun god Milfisna, who looks like a doll.

Sensing their concern, Mephisto slapped his palm:

"Miss Milfisna, can you get me the autograph book?"

The sun god suddenly woke up, as if she had been awakened from a dream. A warm and powerful divine power factor welled up from every strand of hair. She let out a restrained roar:

"Mephisto, you villain! Do you think of me as your servant? ”

Do you still retain the personality of a god? Not wiped out? Nor has it been replaced?

Melina watched with great interest the sun god, this god can be said to be one of the representatives of the gods in this world, maybe some people don't know who the god of light is, but they definitely know the story of the sun god Mirphasna.

The blonde god was furious and was about to make a move.

Mephisto scratched her hair, distressed but actually wicked, and said with a smile:

"It's troublesome, Lady God, there's no way around it."

Black tentacles protruded from her skirt, as if pulling some unseen line.

She smiled evilly and said:

"Help me get a signed book, I'm sorry for you."

Click—Melina heard a small clockwork sound, and then, she saw Mirfisna with an extremely indignant expression on her face, but her movements stiffened like a doll, and she slowly walked to the table next to her.

"Get me another drink, I'm sorry for you."

Mirfisna was as well-behaved as a maid, though the expression on her face remained in a rage that was about to explode.

This appears to be some kind of modification based on the prayer-answering system, resulting in the gods' inability to refuse requests to designate mortals.

It's so interesting...

Ah, no, it's excessive!

This kind of dehumanization of others......

Melina signed her name on the autograph, and of course, it was a stage name, which was a stage name with symbols such as [] and [☆] in the middle of the name. In the world of magic, it's scary to sign your name in a book of unknown origin.

The worst-case scenario may be to be completely dominated, like the current sun god.

(End of chapter)