Because the object was two vampire girls this time, Kylelius threw away all his scruples, and with the most ferocious and powerful movements, he constantly vented everything in his heart on the two bodies that seemed flawless to anyone else, unleashing the beast in his heart, which wreaked havoc in this small space without any scruples.

Screams of pleasure mixed with pain, low roars like the roar of wild beasts, the crash of flesh against flesh, the rubbing of skin against skin mixed with liquid, all kinds of sounds echoed in this small bedroom.

Kylelius indulged in the bodies of Paris and Cheryl, the two vampire girls, sweat and other unknown liquids smearing and dripping on their skin, and constantly emitting a strange smell that stimulated the senses of the three vampires.

Kylelius seemed to be moving in and out of the two women's bodies as if he were irrational, his hands constantly raging at the two women's bodies. The sharp teeth in the mouth were also exposed because the suppression was lifted.

Like a beast, Kellius did not hesitate to leave deep tooth marks on the two women, and tasted their sweet blood without restraint.

After an unknown amount of time, Paris had been paralyzed by the impact, and was just lying in a messy corner. She was panting there for breath because she had just gone through the ultra-strenuous exercise, and the hot breath was constantly exhaling from her seductive lips, adding to the deadly charm of the blonde nun at this time.

Cheryl, who was kneeling on the cushions, was now alone under the fierce impact of the priest, and with the violent shaking of the wooden couch, the ugly sound of "squeak!" and "squeak!" continued to sound.

Although the actions of Kyrlius are fierce and brutal - brutal. But Cheryl was very excited and happy. While her violent personality and quirks are partly responsible, this is not the main reason.

"My Father. Let out all the anger and sorrow in your heart, and your humble servant is willing to bear it all. May your heart always be pure, always full of hope and compassion, and do not let senseless filth pollute you, my master!" said Cheryl, who had buried her beautiful and crazy face in a white sheet, muttering to herself indistinctly as she continued to bear the shock.

And Kyleus, who was completely immersed in venting his emotions and enjoying pleasures, naturally did not know Cheryl's thoughts, and wave after wave of strong sensations made all his senses except the tactile senses in a semi-stagnant state, and naturally did not hear the girl's whisper.

Even Cheryl couldn't withstand the brutal attack of Kyrlius. As he slumped and gasped for breath, Kylelius turned his target, and Paris, who had just recovered a little, was once again targeted, screaming and crashing again.

In this way, the battle in the room continued into the middle of the night and the second half, and Keellius, who had been sufficiently soothed, spared the two overwhelmed women, and fell into a deep sleep with a hint of comfort and a hint of faint sadness.

Early the next morning.

Bellamy used the money Kylelius gave him to change his equipment from start to finish, and even Kylelius who didn't know much about this aspect could see that Bellamy's new equipment was a well-made and high-quality product. He could even feel a faint wave of magic from Bellamy's new spear weapon.

Obviously, this is a simple enchanted weapon, and although the magic fluctuations are so faint that they can barely be felt, Keellius is completely unsightly, but this still does not prevent the fact that this spear is a superb treasure for all low-level warriors.

Afterwards. Kylelius gave Bellamy a copy of the workout he had copied from the library in his spare time, which the original author said had been developed by a legendary berserker. Although it is not the top, it is still enough for a low-level warrior like Bellamy to use and study for a long time.

Training Bellamy's at the same time. Kylelius had not forgotten the training of the two nuns in the church, and Kylelius, who had changed his mindset drastically yesterday, was very clearly aware of it. It's time to strengthen the power in your hands.

This power does not only refer to Kyleus's own magic and magic ability and level, but also refers to the power that he can master and use freely, and the power of his subordinates and deployment is also crucial, after all, no matter how strong Kylelius is, he is only one person, and some things must be done by many people to do it well.

And I have to do everything myself, and I don't have that much time and energy, so improving my skills and studying magic are the most important things I should spend a lot of time doing now." Some small things that are not very important still have to be left to their subordinates to do. Kellius thought to himself.

And he suddenly began to pay attention to the strength training of his subordinates and women, which was naturally based on the important reason that he hoped that he would have a few more helpers and a few more useful hands.

After all, he can't let his subordinates who are too poor do things, and he doesn't care too much about losing face, but failing to complete the tasks he assigned will even affect himself, which is what he doesn't want to see.

For the next few days, Kylelius supervised the training of Bellamy and Paris during the day, and every few hours Kylelius would have them engage in a real fight, and it was a merciless fight.

In Kylelius's opinion, the current form of the class is already on the verge of breaking out, and there is not much time to slowly train and improve according to ordinary methods, after all, he does not know when the final conflict will erupt.

Although Kylelius is not a warrior, he knows that casting is always one of the fastest ways to increase his strength. Kyrlius demanded that Paris exert all her strength and not tolerate Bellamy's life. In the eyes of the indifferent Kyleus, if Bellamy couldn't survive such a test, there was no need to continue cultivating.

There are not many young people in this world who are younger than him and have the same potential, but they are not very few. If Bellamy can't survive and die, then it's a big deal to find a suitable candidate again in the future, and in the eyes of Kyrlius, there is no big deal.

Therefore, under the unrelenting attack of Paris, Bellamy has the feeling of going back and forth from hell several times after finishing his actual combat training, although the fact is that he has been on the verge of death, facing the threat of death all the time. (To be continued......)