"Using yourself as bait? This guy ...... It's a good calculation. ”

Not so far away, Edward chuckled.

He was still sitting on the comfortable bench, his eyes squinting slightly, not even wanting to move.

The hundreds of demonized knights are only superficial, and the magic array in the entire city is changing the shape of the flow of magic at a slow but sure speed...... Although Tiberius Grachus was a bit ambitious in Edward's eyes, he still had some ability, his head was not slow, and he was cautious enough.

But such a plan is still too pale for Edward today - this guy has almost no experience with Edward, and most of his impressions are limited to more than a year ago. And it was evident that the Elector's strength seemed to have grown quite rapidly lately, so that blind self-confidence and arrogance filled his brain, and he had no idea what kind of opponent he was facing now.

Although the power of the devil had corrupted the poor soul so deeply that even Edward could not take control of it, it did not prevent him from seeing the other party's train of thought - that blindly confident head was like a glass box, completely exposed to the psychic sorcerer's probing, and even the most secret thoughts were clear, and it was enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

As for the knights who boast lightning-fast speeds?

The power bestowed by the devil is indeed powerful, but there is still a difference between heaven and earth from 'invincible' - the spiritual power of human beings is destined to be unable to support high-speed action, as long as some rock bullets fired by the power of mind control. It's enough to blow off those unprotected heads before they can react!

Of course. Now is not the time.

"Ah...... We...... Isn't it time to leave......? Collapse ......"

The Marquise muttered softly, frowning. Biting poor Sakura's lip with all her might, she struggled to look at the squeaking and flowing electric ceiling overhead, but the steely thick flesh* pillar that sank deep into her secret place made this movement particularly difficult.

And the slowdown in her movements because of this is unsatisfying-

"I won't hit you, keep twisting. Edward ordered unceremoniously.

The Marquise shuddered again.

In fact, of course she knew that even if it was the sky that fell, the man in front of her would not let her be harmed. However, if this house collapses like this, their appearance will be completely exposed in the entire palace, although they can't see the specific situation outside, but judging from the thunder that shook the whole room just now, at least a lot of people have gathered outside......

It's one thing to have sex with this young man without saying a word, but it's another thing to let many people see it.

So although she immediately obeyed the order and began to move, her soft voice was already sobbing: "Don't do this. I...... Ah, let me die, it's a shame. And it's scary. Please, at least let's change places, no. Let me get dressed, okay? Please. Even if you cover it......"

"Really, tightly, though. It's a lot of force, huh?"

The man laughed softly, but there was obviously no pity at all: "Actually, you like this very much, don't you? ”

Before she could reply, the snapping sound had already echoed, and five bright red fingerprints had appeared on the countess's white and plump buttocks, which made her body tremble again.

"Ah...... There is no ......"

The Marquise screamed softly, but her eyes narrowed, her eyes misty...... Then, the other half of the hips were hit again, and there was an extra trace of symmetry, red and white commensurate, and extremely dazzling.

As if giving up a qiē, she began to slowly draw circles with her waist and limbs, her whole body showing a charming pink, and her plump buttocks were stained with sweat, and they continued to rise and shake in the firelight, shaking and waving subtle waves of flesh.

The pain and fear stabbed her, causing a trembling wave, but such a stinging can trigger a certain excitement in her— Edward could clearly feel that the flesh in the depths of her body was wrapped in layers, constantly twitching, secreting more juice and liquid, with the squeaky sound of the squeaky water of the full buttocks, the place where the two were united was infected into a watery ocean, and he struggled to press the man's shoulders to support his body, two delicate and full breasts dangled in front of his eyes, and the bright red cherries swelled hard, and a little milky white liquid swelled from the tip, as if one eye was watching, particularly provocative and eye-catching。

So Edward simply shrunk slightly, opened his mouth, and put one of them into his mouth, tasting the fishy sweet liquid body. The other was also not wasted, two dexterous fingertips twisted the swollen red grapes and kneaded them skillfully, while the other three fingers sank deep into the creamy flesh and trembled gently.

The fierce stabbing of the tips of her tongue and fingertips caused the Marquise to let out a series of irrepressible moans, as if she had forgotten for a moment the collapse of the roof and the shame that might be exposed to the eyes of the public, and even where she was.

Edward smiled with satisfaction.

In terms of appearance, although this marquise is also a first-class beauty, she cannot compare with any of them in Elena. However, this very 'fun-loving' lady obviously has a lot of things that those young ladies can't compare, that is a ripe fruit completely different from the blooming flowers, full of abundant juice, and the special identity is also enough to become a strong medicine called conquest and fulfillment, seeing her tactful and happy, but troubled by the rules of Taoism, most men will indulge in the abyss of lust.

Naturally, Edward was no exception.

Although he is no longer one of the most people now, even if he has the power to rival the gods. He also doesn't think he has too many peculiarities, or the only strengths. Even in this 'abyss', he can still be at ease, and he will not be involuntarily.

To be exact. It's easy and in control.

The lady's body has been consumed a lot, and the delicate legs can't support the movements of the plump buttocks, and they begin to slow down gradually. So the man began to move, slowly but surely, against the slippery soft cavity of flesh deep within her. The most sensitive part of the woman was captured, and the incomparable sourness once again squeezed out the last bit of motivation of the Marquise Maria, and began to twist her waist and limbs frantically, as if to escape. It's like enjoying it again. But the man immediately grabbed her soft waist and limbs and didn't let her escape.

So she could only raise her neck suddenly, to meet the wave of fast breathing that burst out from the depths of her body.

"Oops...... Yikes...... That's amazing, you ...... Let me go ......"

She screamed, but she no longer knew what she was shouting, and the flesh* pillar that was boiling against her son's *palace* mouth seemed to be pulling her soul and making her rise higher and higher......

"That's not going to work?"

The woman who grabbed him violently made Edward frown.

Obviously this was a mistake. He had wanted to whet the marquise's appetite a little more, and by the way satisfy himself a little, but he forgot for a moment that the noblewoman had been absent for a long time—and that she had not touched another man since then was not a lie. Add to that the window period after production...... As a result, it only took a few strokes to send her to heaven.

Rain on someone's parade...... What's next?

I remember that this marquise originally seemed to have some kind of potion to replenish the body, but now Edward didn't even have a healing staff on him, and if he divided a little divine power, it would have the same effect. It's just that this kind of strong enemy is obviously a bit wasteful at the moment. If you find another one, well. The female knight was actually pretty good, but a little ......

There was a loud tremor. It was at this moment that the aftermath of the 'chanting' was overcome—the brief silence seemed to have exhausted all patience of the Elector, and he began to tear down the last cover, the poor little building.

"Don't you feel a little rushed?"

Looking at the wall that was crumbling with a sneer, the psychiocracy's pupils were slightly condensed, and the wisps of silver lines converged in his eyes, outlining countless complex figures, while his spirit expanded and extended, breaking through the shackles of space, and falling into a void that was not too far away.

The heavy walls shook and collapsed outward, revealing the entire interior of the room.

Thousands of feet away, Tibi held his breath slightly.

The Thunder Red Dragon Knights' movements were precise and perfectly grasped the essence of the action - the layers of walls perfectly broke through any possible obstacles, and protected themselves, and then whether it was magic or their peculiar rapid attack, they could play the greatest effect from the front, but in the face of the smoke and dust, they also did not act rashly, but remained vigilant like a cheetah, quietly waiting for the opponent to attack first.

The first attack is an absolute advantage, only when the strength and number are roughly equal, when the advantages of the two sides are different, the first attack of a single side, unless it can be strong enough to destroy the city and destroy the country, is destined to become a mockery on his tombstone.

But until the dust cleared, there was still silence on the battlefield.

Tiberius exhaled that long breath, but his spirit did not relax in the slightest, and his eyes reflected the neatness of the room that did not correspond to the collapse at all, and the figure sitting on a bench - this guy was completely unexpected, and he had been waiting in this room, but did he really intend to fight against the three hundred or so Imperial Chosen Knights and Wizards here?

This arrogance is synonymous with stupidity.

"It's funny. ”

The mind-sorcerer who was sitting quietly spoke, his black robes enveloping the beautiful spring light of the sleeping woman on his body, but he couldn't completely cover his own shirtlessness and legs, but he obviously didn't care about the gaze that fell on his half-naked body, and just smiled slightly: "Is this tattered puppet-like thing the greatest emperor?"

The battlefield fell silent.

There was not a single sound, not even the sound of a person's breathing. Everyone held their breath at this time, watching the reddish morning light pass over the distant walls of the imperial city. The ashes that had gradually settled were reflected in the light...... The black shadow in it was like a dark cave. Draw all their eyes into it.

This bastard.

It seemed that at this moment, everyone's hearts were swept through such a mixture of exclamations, because they also experienced the absurdity and shock, as well as the anger - even if the guy in front of him was indeed covered by the wide robe, but as long as he was a person with a normal mind, who couldn't guess what was going on under the robe......?

But in addition to understanding, such a scene is naturally more of a mockery......

There is no more hateful scorn than ignorance, and there is no more hateful crime than the naked/naked plunder of what should be protected......

This vile and shameless enemy. Quietly but in a dignified manner, he entered the Imperial City, and when hundreds of knights surrounded him as if he were facing a great enemy, this bastard was doing this kind of thing leisurely on the battlefield! What was even more intolerable was undoubtedly the identity of the woman...... The whole of Illyria, the whole capital area, and how many fellows with aristocratic status, would not know this woman, and do not know what secrets she has between her and the supreme of the empire?

The paleness and flush of the face are constantly alternating. Tiberius Gracchus, the young Elector, gritted his teeth and his eyes narrowed!

Of course, what he cares about is not the woman with a prominent status...... Not even that hateful enemy!

At the end of his gaze. In the middle of the collapsed hall, a layer of blurred light and shadow was slowly shaking, and the morning light was rippling like candlelight in the wind. In the end, the figure of the humanoid is outlined. But it wasn't some belated mage, although it was on that figure. He also wore a robe of great luxury, and even wore a heavy ornament of precious stones and gold threads......

That's a corpse.

Even the robe made of the most luxurious spider silk. The cut was ironed to the most appropriate seams of the human body, but it still could not hide the black-brown color that began to shine from the neckline, or what was once a smooth and fair skin, but now it had lost almost all moisture, and was covered with dry folds, and above the neck, the skull and dry flesh formed a face between a zombie and a skeleton. You can even see two of them that seem to be leather-like things, barely glued to them, and you can only guess through guò that they were once two eyeballs.

But the mere word 'corpse' doesn't really describe this being.

If you have enough eyesight, you can see that this 'dry corpse' is moving its chest at an extremely slow speed, and there is air flowing through the dilated nasal cavity, and the chest is trembling slightly because of the contraction of the heart, and if you have an understanding of the soul beyond ordinary people, you will know that this is actually a living person- Even though his body had dried up almost completely, his soul was still placed in this body, and as long as the flame of his soul was burning quietly, he was breathing at a very slow rate, even his heartbeat, so that he could not even be called a 'necromancy' strictly speaking

Tiberius knew this.

Although his vision did not see the slow breathing, and he knew nothing about the understanding of the soul, he knew ...... Because he knew that the 'corpse' belonged to the emperor of the empire.

It was the former emperor, Berlino XIV, who was also the former emperor, the soul of Isgandar, the place where he temporarily dwelve! That strange dryness was the backlash suffered by the mortal body after the emperor's powerful soul...... However, it is precisely because of this that this body has been properly declared in the most powerful, tight, and central protective circle of the Imperial City, and even from the ground, there is a triple protected magic labyrinth!

How did it end up here?

Could it be that His Majesty has reawakened?

No...... If that were the case, his appearance would never have been so silent, and it would not have been so consistent with that person's rhetoric, but in this way, wouldn't there be only one answer left...... But how could such a ridiculous thing happen?

Is it just another trick to tease people?

"You can be suspicious, of course, you can try to attack. ”

The man still sat there like that, and laughed softly as if he saw through it: "Come on, try it, anyway, I've been trapped here by you, of course, it's impossible to break through so many layers of spatial labyrinth out of thin air and bring your emperor here, so, this must be fake, what do you have to hesitate?"

"That kid is the best container, but it's not usable for the time being, isn't it? That's why you're using him as bait, not because it's worthless, it's ...... You don't have a choice, do you? I'm curious, who has the means to squeeze your power to this point......? Probably got it. ”——

(To be continued......)