Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

"I should kill you more than the emperor."

Irene glanced at the God of Darkness, the disgust in her eyes almost overflowing, "Obviously you deserve to die the most."

The God of Darkness was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed loudly, "Hahaha, hahahaha!

"Yes, yes, the damn one is obviously me, but Richard only wants to kill the emperor. Why do you think this is?"

Erin: “…………”

Seeing that Irene ignored him, the God of Darkness was not annoyed either, so he said to himself:

"It's not because he's a coward. He knows he can't win against me, so he only dares to kill the weak.

“He doesn’t care at all about blood relatives, ethics, right and wrong.

"He just wants to live. Even if he lives like a mean dog, he will never tire of it."

"But baby, you're different."

Looking at Irene intently, as if he had discovered some new treasure, the boy's entire pair of golden eyes were shining brightly.

“From the first time I met you, I knew that you were different from anyone I had ever met.

“You are smart and wise, dare to be angry and speak out, and you can also see through the key to the matter at a glance.

“He is decisive in his behavior and ruthless in his attacks, and he will not back down just because he is strong.

"Especially just now, when you were struggling with the emperor despite the severe pain all over your body, my dear...

"I am watching from the side, and the blood all over my body is boiling. You really make me feel happy and itchy to the point of being unbearable!

"What should I do? I don't want to bear it anymore. I want to fuck you right now...hiss!"

Just as the God of Darkness was about to reach out to hug Erin, he was stiffened by the stinging pain in his abdomen.

The dagger condensed with magic power had been inserted into the young man's abdomen at some point.

Even though it was only an inch embedded, it was enough to bleed and stain the clothes red.

"Shut up." Erin unceremoniously pushed the dagger an inch deeper.

"Don't think that if you take over Bastian's body, I will take action against you.

"But if you dare to look at me with such a despicable look again, I will stab you directly into a sieve.

"I don't believe it. How long can you continue to be a monster after Bastian's body is crippled?"

"Tsk!" The corner of his lips curled up, and the God of Darkness pretended to be sad.

"Baby, how can you be so heartless? Bastian's infatuation with you is really wasted."

Erin: “…………”

"Huh?" Seeing Irene's cold expression, the God of Darkness couldn't help but be stunned.

"It seems that you actually know that Bastian likes you?"

do you know?

In fact, I don’t know too well.

But in this weird 18x game, Bastian is one of the original male protagonists. Even if he is sure that he likes her, there doesn't seem to be anything to be surprised about.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's really boring." The God of Darkness smacked his lips.

"I thought that when it came to ethics and morals, the baby would show some "shy" expression~

"But, having said that..." He didn't even notice that there was a dagger stuck in his abdomen.

The God of Darkness seemed to feel no pain, and actually moved closer to Irene.

"I'm actually very curious. Are you not interested in Bastian at all? After all, his face is not bad~

“Moreover, I have already studied it during the two days that I have occupied his body.

“Although his magic power is weak and his body is thin, there is still no problem in that regard.

"Unlike your three giant dragons, this body of an eighteen-year-old handsome man, baby, don't you want to try it?

"I don't mind condescending to have a teacher-student role play, or family ethics chaos... Hey! Are you really kidding me?"

Facing the slightly surprised eyes of the God of Darkness, Irene curled her lips and sneered.

"What? You thought I just said that to scare you?

"Oh, that really disappoints you. Not only am I going to stab you, I'm going to blow you up!"

After saying that, a purple-red light lit up from the young man's blood-stained abdomen.

The magic power transformed and condensed the dagger, as if it were alive, turning into several small energy balls that exploded quickly.

After a while, the boy's stomach looked like rotten wood and his internal organs were about to leak out.

Faced with such a brutal scene, the God of Darkness not only did not panic at all, but also grinned.

The next second, the black mist of the Soul Devouring Formation quickly wrapped around his broken abdomen.

Before Eileen could react, she only heard a few soft "dong dong dong" sounds.

Three children in a row fell to the ground inexplicably and died on the spot.

"……you!"

Eileen's eyes were splitting as she looked at the child who was wrapped in black thread and turned into a three-paralyzed piece of flesh.

Do not!impossible!

Before he took action, he had secretly set up a protective shield spell, so why could the God of Darkness still kill these children!

"Hehehe." Narrowing his eyes, the God of Darkness smiled.

"Baby, you don't have to doubt that there is nothing wrong with your shield spell.

"The reason why these children died is because I am healing my wounds."

"What?" Eileen was slightly stunned when she heard this.

"Baby, to tell you the truth, you can't kill me."

The God of Darkness pointed to the wound on his abdomen that was gradually healing.

"Even if you cut Bastian's body into eight pieces and mince it into pulp, I won't die.

"As long as there are living people in this world, I can use their greed, anger and ignorance to repair my body.

"The deeper you hurt me, the more resentment I need, and the faster these children will die."

"If you don't believe it..."

Quickly moving forward, the God of Darkness grabbed Irene's knife-holding hand and put it towards his neck.

"Come on, stick it here. There's a lot of blood, and the splash will be beautiful. You can try it again."

Her wrist was held tightly, and Irene did not struggle, nor did she let the dagger pierce the boy's neck.

She just looked at the God of Darkness steadily and said calmly:

"Then how can I kill you?"

"Ha~!"

There was no sarcasm, no ridicule, the God of Darkness' humming tone was full of playfulness and interest.

"I told you~I can't die~Baby, if you only want to torture and kill me, I will be really sad~~"

"No, you're dead."

Unswayed by the teasing words of the God of Darkness, Irene's tone was determined and calm,

"I remember very clearly that when we first met, you once said, 'It will take another year and a half to be reborn. I really can't wait.'

"Counting the days, probably the body you want to possess is Richard Verona.

"And now, you have descended on Bastian, and you still can't control his golden eyes."

"So, you don't have to act."

With a strong force on the dagger in his hand, the sharp blade plunged into the young man's neck.

The moment blood spurted out, Irene's purple-red eyes were as cold as ice.

"As long as the injury is fatal, you will die!"