The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

The god suddenly closed his smiling eyes weakly and fell downwards.

Amir didn't have time to react. He instinctively flew over and hugged the person. The black array pattern lit up and he slowly landed on the ground.

She greedily buried her head in his neck, rubbed it, took a deep breath of the familiar scent of iris orchid, and quickly ran towards her secret base.

My beloved God, it was you who responded to me, so I will be your last and only most devout believer. Please don’t leave me, okay?

Otherwise I won't be able to control myself and will cut off your wings and imprison you.

I can no longer bear a world without you.

The black power and strong desire promoted each other's growth, constantly devouring the few lights in the heart.

"Woo woo~~, burp, Master, you just... burp..."

Starry Sky Beast stayed beside Nan Zhiyi, crying and burping. His originally beautiful fur was wetted by his tears and turned into a mess.

Nan Zhiyi stroked the Star Beast's furry head from time to time, looked at the anxiously busy people outside, and coaxed them softly with a happy mood.

"Be good, stop crying. If someone doesn't know you, they might think you are mourning for me."

"Woo, what's the difference?

You've become a fallen angel at the very beginning, and you failed in the first mission?"

Nan Zhiyi glanced at him lightly, and instantly his whole body trembled, and he fell silent, sobbing softly.

Nan Zhiyi tapped his silly head casually.

"I'm not contaminated, that's my original power, stupid."

Looking at Amir outside who was carefully treating his wounds regardless of his own injuries, she smiled faintly.

"Don't think I don't know your little thoughts.

He has fallen into my domain and belongs to me. Do you think I can't sense that he has been planted with a devil fruit?"

When Starry Sky Beast heard this, he looked at Nan Zhiyi guiltily, lowered his head, and spoke in a muffled voice like a child who had made a mistake.

"Then why don't you remove the effects of the devil fruit from him?"

"No, even if this body was in its prime and could withstand my power it wouldn't be enough to remove the Devil Fruit."

Nan Zhiyi looked outside intently and shook his head helplessly. A glimmer of blue light flashed in his eyes with regret.

“That’s why you unlocked a part of your original power and infected the original owner’s power, making outsiders think that you have become a fallen angel.

Such an evil believer and an equally fallen angel are a perfect match, and it won't cause him any psychological burden.

Oh my god, Master, you are so gentle, no wonder he loves you so much."

"It's not all because of him. I told you he's very much to my liking.

Besides, he was the first to break into my world, so he should be responsible, right? "

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange tingling feeling went straight to his soul, coming from the feathers of the angel's wings that Amir was gently wiping.

Aren’t angel wings so sensitive? It’s killing me.

Nan Zhiyi immediately returned to her body, stood up, and pushed Amir's hand away.

The corners of her eyes turned red due to stimulation, and her eyes were full of tears. She leaned over and glared at him fiercely.

He looked like a proud and noble little prince who was angry.

"Little believer, do you want to blaspheme the gods?"

Amir tilted his head and looked at Nan Zhiyi, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, and he touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. He was very interested in his proposal.

For a devout believer, it is absolutely unacceptable to have such thoughts.

But he didn't know why he had such thoughts for no reason.

But if I say it directly, the little angel will definitely get furious.

And I am still a mortal. If he hides, it will be difficult for me to find him.

"How could that be, my Lord? I am your most devout believer."

Emile knelt on one knee, looked at him seriously, took his hand, and gave him the most pious kiss to show his loyalty.

Nan Zhiyi looked at his pretentious appearance, pulled her hand back angrily, and warned him in what she thought was a harsh tone.

"Huh, you better really think so?"

"Of course, my Lord, how could I have second thoughts about you?"

I just want to possess you completely. As your most devout believer, I can also get such a reward, right?

Nan Zhiyi really couldn't stand the burning look of his long-hungry dog ​​when he saw his favorite bone, so he turned his head away, his ears red, and drove the man out.

"Get out, I'll take care of it myself."

Amir looked at Nan Zhiyi's innocent and lovely appearance and his heart beat even faster. He chuckled and retreated obediently.

He was also afraid that if he stayed any longer his blasphemous thoughts would become reality.

Nan Zhiyi waited until he left before she started cleaning the wound with an expressionless face.

In order to recover as quickly as possible, I should use less energy during this period.

To avoid the same thing as before, where the injuries are not fully healed and the person is offline before enjoying the vacation life.

Nan Zhiyi was thinking while treating his wound, when suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside. It was Amir who had returned with a tray.

"Why did you come back suddenly?"

Nan Zhiyi turned around with a blushing face, glared at him in shame and anger, and hurriedly pulled up her loose robe.

Amir was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that he hadn't finished yet and was kneeling with his back to the door, with his clothes pulled down to his waist.

The porcelain white skin and the black wings form a strong contrast, highlighting the owner's smooth figure.

The bulging and granular muscles on the sides of the waist are faintly visible, making them look more powerful than their delicate appearance.

The strong contrast made Amir swallow his saliva, and he felt his nose itchy and a warm current flowing up.

Nan Zhiyi hurriedly got up and straightened his clothes, then smelled the fresh scent of blood in the air. He quickly flashed towards Amir and appeared in front of him.

"Hey, little believer, why are you bleeding?

Where are you injured?

Tell me who hit you, and I will teach them a lesson for you."

The little angel's tender face was filled with obvious worry and innocence. Her cheeks were puffed up with anger, and she clenched her pink little fists, which looked very powerless.

Amir felt ashamed when he saw this.

He covered his nose with one hand, raised his head slightly, put the tray aside, reached for a tissue to plug his nose, looked at him seriously, and said in a muffled voice.

"I'm fine, just a little irritated.

And I am not called Little Believer, my name is Amir, you can call me by that name from now on."

“Oh, my name is Aesolisia… Balalistoki, and my mortal name is Nanzhiyi.

Taken from "The south wind knows my intention and sends me to Huaixi". You can also call me Zhiyi or Ayi in the future. "

(Inspiration comes from the poems of Liu Zongyuan and "Eight Records of Yongzhou".)

Nan Zhiyi nodded obediently in confusion and replied according to what her friend had taught her before.