The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

The sound of flapping wings rose and fell in the empty cave like breathing.

Countless moths painted hideous patterns in the atmosphere like white paint, and each flapping moth wing was flowing with an extremely sharp knife-like light.

The bright light cut through the entire space, and the swarm of moths gathered into a torrent and rushed forward, trying to tear all obstacles in front of them into pieces.

But they were blocked—

An invisible and intangible barrier that cannot be broken through.

A metal structure with a very strange shape, an invisible force field surrounds it. The moths that invade it become visibly slower, and every frame of their wingbeats is clearly visible.

Many moths struggled to move forward in the force field. When they reached the outer edge of the steel barrier, they had lost their previous indestructible potential energy and fell down one after another amid a burst of intensive metal collisions.

"This thing is just like a turtle shell. No matter how hard you hit it, you can't penetrate it..."

The remaining moths gathered again outside the stasis field to form the figure of Frey. She had a cold expression, her arms folded, and her broad and slender wings flapping behind her.

Like an archangel descending into a dark crypt.

"What an amazing skill! How far has the Yaslan Empire come..."

Unlike Frey, Nellie was quite impressed by the metal mecha in front of her.

This mecha that silently blocked their way was like a heavy fortress, blocking the way to the deeper level. It didn't seem to have a strong desire to attack, but was just passively defending.

It was obviously extremely heavy, yet it made Frey feel like she had no idea where to start.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, okay?"

Frey said with a somewhat impatient tone. She let the swarm of moths carry Nellie's paint and smear it on the outer armor of the fortress while attacking the steel mecha.

A mysterious smile appeared on Nellie's illusory projection. She gently waved the paintbrush in her hand, and the fragmented and patternless paint on the outer armor of the metal fortress flowed spontaneously and slowly gathered into the outline of a huge iron lock.

"Be quiet for a moment, big guy."

The silver-haired woman whistled, and the iron chain took shape, emitting a silver glow. Under the fortress's indestructible armor, scarlet indicator lights flashed rapidly, but the stasis field could no longer be activated.

Fulei sneered, and the moth wings behind her collapsed, turning into a white torrent like a tide. The buzzing sound of blades rubbing against each other was heard as countless moths flapped their wings.

As if sensing the impending attack, the bulky mecha issued a sharp alarm for the first time.

【Warning】【Warning】

[Outer armor damage warning] [Detect attack source] [Alien God · Bug]

[Restart Stasis Field]

[Hysteresis field restart failed]

【Application for starting annihilation mode】

【...】

【Application rejected】

The armored electronic eyes of the silent guard flashed twice in succession, and he was about to take on the torrent of white moths in front of him.

At this moment, a door in the shadows suddenly opened in the dome between the Silent Guard and Frey.

Along with the sound of falling wind, a young man in a white robe was thrown out from the door and fell under the influence of inertia.

"Lore!"

The originally aggressive swarm of moths suddenly dispersed and rushed towards the figure in the white robe eagerly, dragging his falling body and making him land steadily.

Lor patted his white robe which had become a little wrinkled from sliding down the underground passage.

Those underground passages were not built for humans, but more for various mechanical servants to pass through. They are winding and very smooth, like a slide built underground.

"Lor, are you okay? Where did you go just now?"

"It's okay. I'm fine."

Lor patted his chest to show that he was alive and well. He looked at the mecha in front of him that was as heavy as a fortress, and spoke.

"Silent Guard? The misunderstanding has been resolved, please let us pass."

The electronic eye wrapped in the armor flashed again, and the originally scarlet indicator light finally blossomed into a soft blue light.

[Permission confirmed passed]

The sound of gears turning was heard, driving the tracks under the heavy mecha. The Silent Guard slowly moved its huge body, revealing a passage leading to the bottom level of the shelter.

"You will never guess who I just met."

Lor said to Frey and Nellie while looking curiously at the heavy mecha in front of him that was as silent as a statue.

Fulei still stared at the silent guard with some vigilance, and said, "Is there anyone else in this shelter?"

"Let me guess...it's not the Sleeping Beauty, is it?"

The bronze mirror flew back to Lor's hand again, and Nelliel's projection returned to the mirror, speaking casually.

Luo Er was surprised and asked, "How did the teacher know?"

"Ha, I just made a random guess, but it seems I guessed it right... The belief in the God of Love is very popular in the Aslan Empire. That princess once rode the arrow of the God of Love, and this is the door to the territory of the God of Love."

Nelliel said with some pride: "I knew there must be some kind of connection here. The apostles of the gods were put into the abyss. How come they are all at the level of the evil gods? It is not impossible for them to survive until now..."

"Perhaps the Sleeping Beauty is the gatekeeper of the God of Love's territory."

"...Teacher, if you had chosen the path of wisdom and divinity, you might have gone very far."

Lor sighed heartily.

"Aslan is not Amor's apostle. She is the manager of this shelter. For thousands of years, she has been the one who has preserved the last spark of the Aslan Empire..."

As if he had thought of something, the faint smile on the boy's beautiful face faded and his tone became low.

"Let's go, she has shown me the way."

Frey came to Lor's side, and seemed to notice that the boy was a little depressed, so she moved closer and took his hand.

"Lor, what did she tell you?"

"Ah, we've talked a lot, about the past of the fall of the Aslan Empire and some of the secrets of the gods. Let's talk as we walk."

Lor came back to his senses, calmed himself, and spoke.

They passed by the silent guards who were like statues and entered the dim passage behind the door. It was clearly flat ground, but walking in the passage gave them a feeling as if they were falling rapidly downwards.

Frey was a little wary, but as Lor began to tell her everything he heard from Sleeping Beauty, she listened attentively and gradually forgot her perception of the outside world.

"...So that's how it is. The Earth Mother Church has been searching for evidence of the existence of the Third Heaven and the Third Heaven Lord. It turns out that they were all hidden in the abyss along with the fall of the Aslan Empire."

Nellie's tone was like she had tasted the wine she had always dreamed of, with a mixture of shock, disbelief, relief, and the feeling that her life was worth it.

"The loss and iteration of the third day actually involved the birth of the God of Love and the God of Wisdom..."

"Lor, the knowledge you possess must never be mentioned in this world. Otherwise, no matter what medium you use, you will be hunted by the Sphinx."

"You must remember that exploring the secrets of the birth of gods is the most taboo blasphemy. In many cases, it means declaring war directly against that god!"

Lor nodded. He naturally understood that in the field of mysticism, if you know someone's life, you can also kill him.

Even a self-proclaimed eternal god can be pulled down from his throne.

"Here we are."

Lor was still in deep thought, but at this moment, he felt an unusual fluctuation.

In the deepest part of this shelter, in the complete darkness without any light, heavy breathing suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

It's as if something is imprisoned here...

Frey subconsciously stood in front of Lor, but Lor looked calm. Aslan had already told him about everything here. He raised his right hand and gently pulled Frey's arm, as if signaling her to relax.

Then, golden flames ignited in those eyes, and Lor slowly walked towards the lightless depths. The restlessness in the darkness became more and more obvious.

"Ha, this smell is that of a man, a man..."

An alluring moan was heard in the darkness, and Frey looked unhappy. It was clearly a woman's voice. She called Lor affectionately, as if she was calling her lover.

"Come quickly, come to me..."

An imprisoned woman. Of course, she is definitely not an ordinary person. No ordinary person can remain intact after being imprisoned for eternity.

Lor looked at the imprisoned woman. In the turbid darkness, the exposed skin looked very white and tender.

Its joints were nailed with long iron nails, which might be as old as the shelter. Dried blood solidified into black stains, mixed with mottled rust, as if the nails were growing out of the flesh and blood.

It stared at Lor intently, and a sharp light burst out from its turbid eyes.

"Hiss, man, be good, come here quickly, come here quickly..."

The woman murmured to herself, and the already dirty golden light burst out from her pupils. The rippling divine waves continued to impact Lor.

But he just stared at the woman quietly, staring at her expression which seemed not to be in pain due to the physical pain. Instead, she looked at him with a dazed look, revealing a charming and allure that made people shudder.

This is naturally also a driver of the divinity of love.

"You could save your energy, it's useless to me."

Lor said softly, without any emotion on his beautiful face. In front of his divinity, the woman's attempt was like a clown's.

It did not speak, but just stared at Lor infatuatedly, suppressing a laugh. It was also an absolute beauty, and even once possessed a very powerful divinity of love.

Even though he has been imprisoned for a long time, his every move still exudes a soul-stirring temptation, which has almost become his body's instinct.

Aslan told him that in the deepest part of the shelter there was a demon born out of lust, just like Miss Yasha. This kind of demon was weak at birth, but was a natural divine controller.

With some chance, it is possible to ascend to the great throne of God.

The woman in front of her was a demon that had almost reached the end of its road. It was extremely dangerous and could feed on the desires of intelligent life. It loved to seduce ignorant boys and girls.

It can change its posture and gender freely. The current posture of a human female is just an illusion because it perceives Lor's aesthetic tendencies.

"I'm so hungry, you smell so good, I'm going crazy... Let me be your dog, I only eat a little... I promise to make you feel comfortable..."

"Soon-"

The cold moth-wing blade pierced the ground in front of the woman, and a dull strand of hair slowly fell.

Fulei could no longer tolerate the foul language of the demon, and said in a cold voice: "Believe it or not, I will sew your mouth shut."

A strange smile appeared on the woman's face. She showed no fear at all. She just stretched out her hand towards Lor and twisted her waist to show herself.

"What a jealous servant you are! Do you like this? Do you like servants to surround you? I understand, I understand, I promise..."

"Let her shut up." Lor said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Frey raised her hand, and countless sharp moth wings fell like dense raindrops, instantly covering the imprisoned demon.

The moth wings pierced into the flesh, but no blood flowed out. Instead, black and smelly mud flowed out from under the beautiful skin, which had long since dried up, leaving only an illusory shape on the surface.

Even a powerful demon, if imprisoned for tens of millions of years, will be weathered into a pile of rotten meat by time.

"Uh ah... what a cruel little master... do you like... watching me being tortured?"

The intense pain made the demon gasp again, but even so, the face with countless black cracks cut by the moth wings still showed a charming smile.

The hunger caused by being imprisoned for so long made the demon extremely miserable. It knew very well that the man before it was its only chance to escape.

After it sneaked into the sanctuary to eat the soul of Sleeping Beauty, but was killed and imprisoned by her, this might be its only chance...

Golden light bloomed in its eyes. The disheveled demon was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the arrow in Lor's hand.

"Arrow, how come you have... who are you?!"

"A demon that has reached the end of the divine path of love should be enough to open the door..."

Lor said softly, placing the arrow on the bowstring.

"You, what are you going to do?! No, no, spare me, I am willing to acknowledge you as my Lord, please..."

The woman's voice became long and sharp, like the roar and howl of a wild animal, but the light blooming before its eyes became brighter and brighter, like the splendid sun, making it completely unable to open its eyes.

"Om-"

Hearing the sound of the bowstring being loosened, Lor lowered his hands and looked at the humanoid demon standing there.

The passages between different abysses are not physical passages, but require the guidance of the same divine power.

Thanks to the long nail that pierced the back of the head, the tattered head still remained in place, but the body below had disappeared, replaced by a twisted blue door.

Many complex emotions and desires emerged, and the light reflected on the walls of the cell, performing scenes of ancient love stories in front of Lor and others like a slide show.

Behind that is the territory of the god of love.

The sea of ​​heart.