Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

The boy's lips curved into a nice curve, and he looked at Eileen with a smile.

"In this world, besides me, who else dares to call you 'darling'?"

Facing the young man's playful golden eyes, Irene felt the hair on her body stand on end and her mind went blank.

The phrase "baby" with infinite doting was like a note of urgency, which made Irene's whole body feel cold and she couldn't stop trembling.

"You are, are you...the God of Darkness?"

Instead of answering Eileen's words immediately, the young man suddenly exerted force on his palm.

Just hearing a soft sound of "dingka——", the golden sickle condensed by the Embrace of Hellfire shattered.

Tilting his head, the God of Darkness raised his eyebrows slightly as if to show off.

"If it weren't for me, there shouldn't be anyone in this world who can damage your Hell Fire Embrace."

The golden sickle lost its light, and the always dazzling staff of the sun, moon and stars lay dimly on the ground.

The purple-red magic stone embedded in the center of the sun has obvious cracks.

Irene looked at the dilapidated Embrace of Hellfire on the ground in disbelief. Before she could react, she heard the young man say:

"Actually, it's normal for you not to recognize me. After all, the royal bloodline hides special secrets.

"It will affect your sanity and make you subconsciously feel that I am Bastian, but you just don't know it."

Hearing this, Irene was stunned and froze in place.

Do not you know?

No, Rodis once told himself that he knew it.

But he didn't take it to heart.

I even thought for a while that the BUFF attached to this royal bloodline was useless and of no benefit at all.

Now it seems that there is not only no benefit...

It's like a poisonous arrow hidden in the darkness. Once it appears, it can kill you!

"So..." Erin's voice trembled uncontrollably,

"At the ceremony today, the person with me was not Bastian, but you?"

"Why not?"

The young man shrugged and smiled easily, "Bastian is such a loser. How can he be worthy of holding your hand?"

Although Bastian's face looks like a boy or girl, there is no trace of youthfulness in those golden pupils.

The curve of the corners of the lips, coupled with the playful and coquettish twinkling in the eyes...

The evil spirit that shines through the bones of the God of Darkness is vividly presented.

"What about the Bastians?" Irene asked with a frown.

"Why do you care about the life and death of that waste?" The God of Darkness smiled and winked at Irene.

"You haven't seen me for so long, don't you miss me?"

Irene ignored the God of Darkness and asked, "When did you take over his body?"

"Tsk, tsk." The young man smacked his lips, showing displeasure.

"Everything you say or say is someone else's, honey, are you really not afraid that I will be angry?"

Erin still ignored him, "If I want Basti..."

"呲-"

Before Irene finished speaking, she felt her cheeks heat up, and a stream of hot blood rushed to her face.

"Boom." There was a soft sound.

The little girl who had been held in her arms fell to the ground with her head missing.

The bloody little head rolled away far away.

"Fuck!!"

A surge of anger rushed straight to the top of his head, and Erin stood up from the ground suddenly, preparing to rush towards the young man.

But the black mist that absorbed the flesh and blood of the little girl's body condensed into a thin line that was even tougher.

They quickly wrapped around Erin's body, leaving her unable to move at all.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Not caring about human life at all, the God of Darkness looked at the furious Irene and curled his lips.

"I already said that I will be angry, why do you mention others?"

"brute!"

"Yes, that's it." When the God of Darkness was scolded, he smiled instead of getting angry:

"Swear, yell, I don't care, but every word that comes out of your mouth must be related to me."

"If not, hehe." He pointed at the children around him who were trembling with fear.

"If you say one wrong thing, I will kill a child. Counting, you can still say forty-seven nonsense words."

"Just like now..."

The God of Darkness approached Eileen, his low voice filled with a bit of morbid madness.

"It's been so long, honey, do you miss me?"

Irene pursed her lips tightly, and her usually beautiful purple eyes began to turn a murderous red.

The back alveolar rattled from her bite. God knows how much she wanted to tear the boy in front of her into pieces.

But she can't, she has to calm down.

There is not much magic left in her body. If she wants to defeat the God of Darkness, she must take him by surprise and kill him with one move.

But the body in front of him belongs to Bastian. If she is destroyed, what will Bastian do?

How long has the God of Darkness occupied Bastian's body?

Where has Bastian's own soul been squeezed out...

"laugh--"

Before Irene could finish her thoughts, a sharp arrow made of black mist flew out.

The sound of the arrow cutting through the air, accompanied by the grunting sound of flesh being torn apart, a little boy of five or six years old was pierced through the heart by an arrow and died instantly.

"Ha." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the God of Darkness sneered:

"It's okay if you don't speak. I don't have any patience."

“…………!!” With eyes about to burst, Irene roared: “Fuck you!!”

"What a nice scolding~" Blood spattered on the young Junxiu's face, but he smiled brightly.

"So, do you miss me?"

"Think about it." Her heart skipped a beat, and without any hesitation, Irene blurted out, "I think about it day and night!"

"Oh?" The young man narrowed his golden eyes and smiled, "Really?"

"Of course it is true. After all, I am always thinking about how to kill you completely!"

The God of Darkness was stunned when he heard this, then split his thin lips and laughed.

The golden eyes that had previously been filled with smiles were now filled with sincere joy.

The words were clearly meant to kill in cold blood, but they made the young man in front of him tremble with joy.

"Hahahaha, it turns out that the baby is thinking about me all the time. It's really unexpected!"

"It's beating so fast!" He raised his hand and tightly grasped the heart on his left chest.

The God of Darkness looked excited, and even his voice could not stop trembling.

"Your love words make my heart beat faster, almost to the point of bursting out of my chest.

"Ah! What kind of feeling is this? Is it what you humans call 'heartbeat'?

"What should I do? Honey, I seem to really like you."