Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Knowing full well what the black line of the Soul Devouring Array would look like after devouring flesh and blood, Irene's heartstrings tightened and she quickly shouted:

"Watch your step and go quickly! Quickly!"

Without any hesitation, Mark picked up Erin and rushed out.

The scorching smell of burned skin continued, and the flames in the room didn't dim even one bit.

But the God of Darkness roared loudly as if he didn't care about his own body at all.

"Catch them all! Catch them all! I will cut these two bitches into pieces!!"

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The black mist that originally surrounded the God of Darkness and resisted the burning fire dissipated instantly.

They flew towards the direction where Irene disappeared at extremely fast speeds.

"Hurry up, these black lines have already passed through the spiral black hole and are chasing us."

Although Erin was held in Mark's arms, she was like the eyes on his back, always observing the situation behind him.

"You just fused the blood from my tongue, and the magic power in the magic core should be greatly improved.

"Can you remove some of the flames from the ritual hall to deal with these black lines?"

"No." Although it was a bit embarrassing, Mark still told the truth.

"The blood on your tongue only increases the power of the flame, and splitting the flame into two requires extremely strong fire control skills, which I can't do yet.

"If I want to burn these black threads with fire, I must release the imprisonment of the God of Darkness."

"..." After a moment of silence, Irene raised her eyes to the end of the corridor and said:

"Then summon your tempering flame back and get rid of these black lines first."

"The God of Darkness doesn't care anymore?" Mark was surprised.

"Through the flames, I could feel that as long as I held on, he would be burned to death.

"At that time, these black lines will naturally lose their attack..."

"It's useless, he can't die." Erin interrupted Mark.

"I have killed him once just now, but these black threads have not stopped attacking me.

"So now, what we have to do is to escape first. As long as I shine in the moonlight and awaken the heart of the elf, there will be a chance of survival...be careful!"

Before Irene finished speaking, she saw a very thin black thread turned into a sharp arrow.

With lightning speed, from a very inconspicuous dark place, it shot towards the back of Mark's neck.

It was definitely impossible to hide. To keep Mark safe, Irene suddenly hugged his neck.

There was just a "pop" sound, and the sharp arrow condensed from black threads pierced straight into Irene's arm, dripping with blood.

"National Normal University..."

"Run!" Erin interrupted Mark sharply, "Leave me alone! Run!"

The scorching flame suddenly lit up the dark palace corridor, and the black line that was chasing after him was instantly burned to ashes by the high temperature.

The running pace kept stopping, Mark hugged Eileen tightly, and his whole heart fell into crazy regret.

Why do you need to ask more questions?

Why couldn't I believe what the National Preceptor said the first time? !

If he had recalled the Tempering Flame earlier, the Imperial Master would not have been injured.

You deserve to die!

Why can't I help at all!

"Don't blame yourself, and don't feel like you've caused trouble to me. It's useless to worry about yourself."

After pulling out the black arrow from her arm, Irene lay on Mark's shoulder, her voice trembling a little because of the severe pain,

"It's already good that you rushed into the secret realm to save me at all costs, but now that you are holding me, you give me hope of survival.

"Mark, don't have an inferiority complex because of little things. I'm very lucky to have you by my side."

The four words "I'm very lucky" were obviously gentle comfort, but they made Mark feel very distressed.

He looked sideways, but did not see Irene's face.

He knew she was in pain, but he put it aside because he didn't want him to see his pale face.

But the bright and hot flames on the corridor clearly illuminated the cold sweat on her temples and the bulging veins on her neck.

"Okay! I don't blame myself, I will listen to you!"

I hold you in my arms and will not let go until death. The flames filling the sky will open the way for us.

Master, we will definitely get out!

With the protection of the tempering flame, no matter how powerful the black line is, it can't get any closer.

Holding the woman in his arms tightly, Mark looked determined and ran all the way.

The tempered flame seemed to sense the master's thoughts, and actually branched out a bright flame, illuminating the long corridor in front, guiding Mark's direction.

"We're here, Master National Preceptor, we're almost there." Mark shouted, fearing that Eileen would lose too much blood and pass out.

Opening her eyes, Erin glanced at the end of the corridor.

The door not far away was not closed as before, but opened wide.

As if to welcome them, the moonlight shining down in the sky also drew a long silver light on the ground.

His purple eyes gradually filled with hope.

The light of the tempered flame dispels all the darkness. She has someone to accompany her and save her, and she is not alone.

They are going out. They can really go out this time!

"Bah." There was a soft sound.

The tempered flame that illuminated the light went out without warning.

Before her eyes could adjust to the suddenly dark environment, Erin felt Mark stumble and kneel down.

"Mark!!" Erin screamed as she fell to the ground.

Since his eyes had not yet adjusted to the darkness, he could only fumble to find where Mark was.

"Leave me alone...Master Imperial Master, leave quickly..."

No longer as clear as before, Mark's voice was extremely hoarse at this time, with obvious danger.

But Eileen didn't care at all. She followed the direction of the sound and looked for it.

As soon as his palm touched Mark, he felt a sticky hot liquid covering his whole hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Irene was shocked, "Why is this happening suddenly? You..."

"Haha!" A chuckle came from the end of the corridor.

"How could it be sudden? It's not easy for him to persist until now.

"Baby, look down at his feet. Are they all bloody and rotten?"

The sound coming from the end of the corridor made Irene's scalp tingle.

But when she lowered her gaze and saw Mark's feet, the blood in her body almost froze.

At some point, the boots disappeared, and the splintered leather was stained red with blood and embedded in the flesh.

His vision was not yet completely clear, but he could still see bones covered in blood.

"Baby, you really underestimate me. Yes, I admit that the tempered flame contained in your tongue is very powerful.

"But no matter how powerful the flames are, they can't make you soar into the clouds, so fly out.

"If you want to escape, your feet will step on the ground, and my soul-eating array will be imprinted on the ground.

“Every step Mark took while holding you was like stepping on sharp thorns.

“The skin is torn, the flesh is cut and the bones are pierced, and it is riddled with holes. It can be described as heart-wrenching pain.

"But for you, he not only kept silent, but also ran wildly and never stopped. I actually underestimated him."

The mocking words of the God of Darkness kept echoing in the dark corridor, but Irene didn't care at all.

What's the big deal if you hurt your legs and feet? It's just something that can be cured with a mouthful of blood from the tip of the tongue.

The top priority now is to take Mark out!

Thinking of this, Irene did not hesitate. She held Mark's face and lowered her head to kiss him.

But just a moment before their lips were about to touch, Mark suddenly pushed Eileen away with the strength he didn't know where he came from.

"No, no!" His voice was anxious, filled with fear.

"You can't kiss me, there's something inside me!"