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

In the Palace of Thorns, Ilandani's bedroom.

The hoarse female voice spoke provocative words, but the tone was filled with sinister malice. The ferocious giant mouth on the tentacle approached Lor, only an inch away from him.

The black, sticky, mud-like liquid dripped down like the saliva of a wild beast.

But Lor's mouth was blocked by the black tentacles, and he could not make a sound.

"Uh-huh!"

"It must be very uncomfortable not to be able to speak. Your little mouth that was screaming non-stop just now is now speechless."

Lor opened his eyes slightly. Has this thing been secretly watching him?

More tentacles began to touch Lor, slowly and gently sliding across Lor's cheeks, collarbone, and step by step down, beginning to erode other parts of the body.

"Originally it just wanted to eat your soul and take over your body, but now it has become dirty. This is unforgivable."

"I really need to teach you a lesson."

Lor only felt a sudden chill in his blocked throat.

"Ugh...what did you give me to drink!"

A surge of strength suddenly surged in Lor's originally tired body, but before he could use it to get rid of the tentacles, it began to develop in a strange direction.

"no, do not want."

Lor begged for mercy.

It seemed that because Lor did not shout loudly, the demon that crawled out from the shadows did not block Lor's mouth again. When the female voice heard Lor begging for mercy, she snorted softly.

"Didn't you have a lot of fun today? Why are you scared now?"

"Have you seen it all?"

Lor no longer shook his body in meaningless resistance, and his beautiful eyes showed a gentle but calm look without fear.

"Are you angry, Miss Yasha?"

After its true identity was revealed, the beast constructed from shadows fell silent for a moment, and a hoarse female voice rang out with a hint of annoyance.

"Your body can only belong to me! How dare you give it to someone else..."

"But you just want to devour my soul and occupy my body."

"Or do you actually want me too?"

Lor's voice was as soft as that of a little animal, but his eyes were looking at the horrible monster in front of him in a daze, as if he was looking at his lover with affection, and his beautiful face revealed a thrilling charm.

"No..." The devil seemed to want to deny it, but was stunned by the bold and seductive charm that Lor revealed at this moment, and fell silent for a moment.

But Lor had gotten the answer he wanted from the silence, and whispered tentatively,

"Do demons also have earthly desires?"

"You..." Yasha realized his own gaffe and became furious.

"How dare you tease me! You lowly, wanton mortal."

The tentacles that were tightly binding Lor exerted force, and Lor felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart. He let out a suppressed groan in pain.

But there was no fear on Lor's face. He knew that the demon hiding beside him was his only way out of the predicament.

"Yes, I am just an ordinary person. No matter what you, the Grand Duke or anyone else wants to do to me, I can't resist."

"Are you trying to turn me into a demon too?"

After signing the contract with the other party, I learned about the origin of Yaksha. Yaksha is not just one, but a kind of demon in the abyss.

Mortals fall into the abyss because of jealousy and grief over unrequited love. Among them, a very small number of those who possess talents and qualities recognized by the abyss can transform into Yakshas.

Female Yakshas appear late at night. They transform themselves into beautiful women, seduce handsome young men to have sex with them, and then devour the other's soul during the intercourse. The other's body will turn into a new Yaksha.

Therefore, on the border of Eternal Night, people often use female Yaksha to describe foolish women who cannot get the love they want, and male Yaksha to describe dissolute men who do not observe male ethics.

"Don't be so self-indulgent. Your dirty body can only turn into the mud of the abyss."

The devil said coldly, and it was not difficult to hear the annoyance in his words.

Although she didn't admit it, if last night's ceremony was completed and Lor was dragged into the territory of the abyss, she would naturally enjoy him however she wanted.

She is not complete now. She is just a small part of her body that remains in the mortal world after being torn apart by the thorns of Ilandani. She cannot complete the ritual to transform the demon followers of the same race. Of course, she will not tell Lorming about this.

"Are you blaming me?"

Lor looked at the devil pitifully. The ferocious tentacles were only an inch away from him, but he was not afraid. Instead, he secretly added fuel to the fire.

"I was your property last night, but you lost to Elendani. I am just a mortal. How can I resist you?"

She was able to rise from a monster from the abyss to a fallen goddess of beauty worshipped by a cult in the mortal world. Her power and authority far exceeded those of ordinary demons, and her standards were very high. No man had ever been able to catch her eye.

This was the first time she decided to convert a demon follower of the same race, so she took Lor very seriously and waited patiently for eight years, even sending out the high priest in the mortal world.

Originally, the prey had fallen into his mouth, but was interrupted by the blood thorn.

The mortal world is the mortal world, and the abyss is the abyss. If the demons of the abyss want to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world, they need to perform complicated rituals and consume a lot of power.

The Bloodthorn of Grand Duke Thornsin is a monster that originally existed in the mortal world. It is located in the Thorn Territory and has the home advantage. Even if Ilandani only has partial authority to control the Bloodthorn, she is still no match for the Yaksha, whose original body is far away in the abyss.

"That's just because this place is in the territory of Bloodthorn, and other forces will be suppressed..."

Yaksha subconsciously wanted to explain himself, but then he realized why he should explain his failure to a lowly mortal?

Being provoked repeatedly by a mortal made her angry and embarrassed.

"That's enough. Accept your fate!"

Instead of being afraid, Lor raised his neck, let down his guard, and exposed his most vulnerable part to the hunter.

"Is it enough to just kill me like this and eat my soul?"

The devil stared at Lor's body, and vaguely saw the red marks of last night's pleasure on his smooth and fair skin.

There was even a kiss mark on the delicate collarbone. His ferocious mouth was slightly open, and a heavy gasp could be heard from inside.

"You were fooled by a weak and lowly mortal like me. Isn't it a little too easy to kill me just like this?"

Lor's cool and pleasant voice was full of a hazy charm. He spoke slowly and in a low tone.

"You can get more. You can torture me as much as you want and make me pay for my actions."

It was like an angel tempting the devil. Lor chuckled and saw that the devil did not respond.

"Don't you want to take revenge on the Duke of Thorns and her daughter?"

"Hasn't she already promised you to be the Grand Duchess?"

The demon spoke coldly, but the tentacles that bound Lor had loosened unnoticed. Seeing that his words had produced results, Lor continued speaking.

"Not to mention that she hasn't become the new Grand Duke yet. In her eyes, I am just a plaything. When she gets tired of playing with me, that will probably be the end of me."

"You are still quite sober."

The demon was a little surprised, and the tentacles that were wrapped around Lor had loosened. Lor fell back on the bed, but did not step back. Instead, he slowly crawled towards the tentacle with a ferocious mouth in front of him, and moved closer to the other's mouth as if to please him.

Just like a stray kitten cautiously approaching a stranger who is feeding it, although the scene before my eyes is more like a lamb walking into the trap of a hungry wolf.

"You don't really hate me that much..."

Lor endured the mental and physical discomfort, and under the unexpected gaze of the demon, he rubbed the lower end of the other's sticky tentacles with his cute little face.

"You hate the Grand Duke and her daughter even more. We can make a new contract. You help me and I help you."

"Oh, your soul and body again?" The hoarse female voice sneered, not seeming to buy it. "I can devour your soul at any time, and your body is no longer pure."

"What if it's my love?"

Under the devil's incredible gaze, Lor put forward his own conditions.

"If I am willing to give you my love, will you help me?"

……

Yaksha is a demon that is transformed from a mortal who fails to obtain the love he wants and falls into the abyss.

When she was still a mortal, she could not get any love from her lover. After falling into the abyss, she had become a filthy monster and could no longer gain any redemption.

The pride that still remained in her heart as a human prevented her from putting on human skin and luring the boy into depravity. Instead, she continued to fight and devour in the abyss until she became a terrifying false god.

Even so, the desires I once had are still burning, and the unresolved regrets I once had are still lingering in my heart.

If the devil really has a heart.

The so-called devil is such a sad and pitiful creature.