Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

"—Aaa—" (Saron, mine.)

Tiamat domineeringly hugged the hand held by Ellie before, and smiled contentedly.

"Yes, yes, yours."

Saron was perfunctory to Tiamat, and secretly put his other hand behind his back to appease Ai Lei, but he didn't expect Tiamat to find out his movements, and quickly snatched the other hand, firmly in his arms.

"—Aaaa—" (Saron, it's all mine.)

"..."

Saron sighed helplessly, turned his head and smiled apologetically at Eileen, and turned his head to talk to Tiamat, but suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Because Tiamat's body was shaking.

Facing the coming return and remodeling, instead of feeling joyful, she trembled with fear.

She is afraid, afraid that when she is no longer "evil", Saron will leave her.

The star pupils that reflected the sea within the stars completely imprinted this worry on Saron's heart.

"Don't be afraid, mother."

Saron took Tiamat's hand and placed it on his face, then opened his arms and embraced her.

"No matter how the spiritual foundation changes, you will always be my mother. I will never leave you. Do you know the meaning of eternity? It is from now until the world, no, the destruction of the universe."

Considering that someone wants to destroy the world every now and then, and often succeeds, "forever = until the universe is destroyed" should be more convincing.

"—Aaaaaaa—" (Scared, but trusting Saron, always.)

Tiamat's emotions gradually calmed down, but his body was still trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Saron gently helped her follow her back, while at the same time, half of her attention was devoted to the outside world, observing the coverage of the tide of chaos.

"There are only the last few hills left. Mother is ready, don't let the returned divinity mix into the current spirit foundation, and use it directly to build a new spirit foundation."

"—Aaaa—" (Almost ready.)

Saron was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and quickly asked, "What else is there?"

"—Aaaaaa——" (Lick, it will hurt later.)

Tiamat put his cheek to Saron's mouth.

Not to lick Saron, but to let Saron lick.

In normal times, Saron would have reluctantly agreed to such a shameful request without the presence of outsiders, but not now.

"Will it hurt? I know..."

He gently held Tiamat's face, moved his head forward, opened his mouth, touched the left side of the cheek, and touched the right side of the cheek, the tip of the nose did not leak, only the thin red lips were avoided.

He didn't have any distracting thoughts in his heart, and his actions were as pious as a pilgrimage, repeatedly leaving his love on his smooth jade skin, hoping that this love could resolve the pain that Tiamat was about to endure.

"—Aaaa—" (Ready.)

Before Tiamat called to stop, Saron had let go of Tiamat, and they felt at the same time that the tide of chaos had completely covered the land of Northern Europe.

"——Aaaa——" (Come on, go up.)

Tiamat backed away a few steps, and the tide of chaos above his head moved with the sound, opening an upward passage.

"Ai Lei, let's go up too."

"Ah."

Saron pulled Allie and went up the passage together.

On the surface of the sea, Tiamat stepped on the water, raised his head and sang a song full of the meaning of "return".

"—Aaaaaaaaa—"

The singing became louder and louder, echoing in the space surrounded by the wall of the storm, quickly causing the space to vibrate.

Some kind of invisible but clearly perceivable radiance belonging to God condensed above Tiamat's head.

The tide of chaos surged happily, conveying the joy from the depths of the spirit base.

In the distance, the land of Northern Europe was hidden under the tide of chaos, and it also offered a high respect that was unwilling but prostrate.

After sacrificing the human history of Northern Europe, defeating the only god in Northern Europe, and using the land of the Nordic Lost Belt as nourishment, Saron finally helped Tiamat regain her divinity.

Now, it's almost time to hit the door.

Saron felt very nervous, his feet slapped uncontrollably on the sea water, and his palms were sweating a little.

Beside him, Ai Lei took out the fever temple Meslamtea and held it in her hand, her face was calm, but she muttered:

"Must succeed...must succeed...for Saron, mother must succeed..."

"Don't be nervous, mother can do it."

Saron patted Alley on the shoulder.

In order not to affect Tiamat's state, he did not make any intimate moves, which can be described as painstaking.

On Tiamat's side, the returning divinity wanted to descend towards the tide of chaos, but was rejected by her will and stopped above her head.

"—Gaaaaaaa—"

The singing began to become depressing, and the magic power rolled up a storm and blew around, releasing a majestic and stalwart breath.

The remodeling of the spirit foundation has begun.

"—AAAAA—"

In the center of the storm, Tiamat's body began to turn from reality to illusion, and stagnant in the divine radiance above her head, a column of divine bodies with the same appearance quickly transitioned from illusion to reality.

So far, everything seems to be going well.

Suddenly, ten-story-high waves were thrown around the storm.

The part belonging to the "Beast" spirit foundation realized that it was being abandoned, and started a fierce resistance.

"—GAAAAAAAAA—"

The heart-piercing mourning conveyed a pain that could not be described by any adjective.

The connection of souls made Saron feel more clearly what Tiamat was suffering.

Every drop of black sea water in the spirit base is dragging Tiamat's soul, trying to fix her in the Beast spirit base.And the seawater that makes up the Tiamat spirit base is enough to fill the entire Indian Ocean.

Grabbing a person's hair and pulling him out, and then magnifying the pain by a million times, it's probably not as good as one ten-thousandth of the pain Tiamat is suffering.

Saron's feet moved involuntarily, even if nothing could be changed, he could lick Tiamat again.

"Hey? Saron, where are you going?"

Ai Lei wanted to keep up, but the storm formed by the magic power forced her back.

"I'm going to accompany my mother, Ellie, you are here."

Saron nodded his head lightly, and walked forward firmly.

He passed through the storm and came to Tiamat, but when he got closer, he realized that there was a Tiamat in the sky and a Tiamat in the sea, and the two bodies wailed in unison, how should he comfort him? One?

Just when he was hesitating, the two Tiamat turned their heads and looked over at the same time, showing exactly the same happy smile.

"S..."

A voice of unknown meaning sounded beside his ears. In Saron's eyes, Tiamat standing on the surface of the sea quickly turned into a phantom, while the one in the sky slowly landed on the surface of the sea.

"S...a...S..."

While uttering syllables with unknown meaning, she walked up to Saron and smiled softly.

"Sa, Sa, Long."

This cry instantly made Saron burst into tears.

"...Mother."

He couldn't hold back the emotion in his heart, and hugged Tiamat tightly in his arms.

"T..i..a..n, lick."

Well, the familiar saliva seems to be irreversible.

pS: 5000 words, so it will not be disassembled.

Chapter 260: Tiamat Gets Good, But It Also Gets Bad

The specific feeling is hard to describe.

Not sad, not joyful, not bittersweet.

Besides, why do people shed tears?Saron didn't know.

All he knew was that when Tiamat called out his name in "Lunar Language", tears gushed out instantly, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

"Saron doesn't cry, just lick, lick, just lick."

The mellow human voice, bright smile, and Tiamat brimming with happiness made Saron feel a little strange.

However, when the warm and slippery tip of his tongue touched his cheek, not only did not take away the tears, but instead made his face wet, the familiar feeling closely connected in the soul returned.

The person in front of him was still Tiamat.

"Well, mother."

Saron wiped his face, smiled happily, lowered his head, and kissed each side of Tiamat's cheeks.

"Mua~"

Tiamat smiled and kissed her back. Seeing her happy face, the great pain she had suffered before should have faded away.

The boulder hanging in Saron's heart finally fell steadily.

When he leaned over just now, his heart was extremely contradictory.

Not only was he afraid that Tiamat would choose to give up because of the pain, but also because of unbearable and heartache, he had the idea of ​​letting Tiamat stop here.