[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

The limbs were tightly bound to the stakes, and the severe pain forced Arthur to gradually wake up, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, and the dim lights almost made Arthur think that he was still in a dream.On the other side of the darkness, a shadow can be seen faintly, which has the characteristics of a woman, but has never possessed the tenderness of a woman.

Since the woman called Cecilia took the initiative to ask Noah to interrogate him, then... now is the interrogation, right?There was no questioning, no psychological oppression, and the interrogation started quietly.In this way, is it because the other party thinks that he won't speak, too many words are meaningless, or because - her purpose is not to make him speak at all.

"Aren't you going to ask me something?" Opening his lips, Arthura made an unexpectedly hoarse voice from his throat that hadn't been moistened by water for a long time. It was obviously a questioning tone, but whether his face was calm.Facing Asera's question, Cecilia let out a few coquettish smiles, the meaning of which was unclear, "Would you say it?" A word that lacked many key words, did it mean "know but don't say it" or "because I don’t know, so I can’t speak” what does it mean?This point, probably only Cecilia herself knows.

Cecilia stopped paying attention to Arthura, her eyes wandered among the torture instruments, and her white fingertips brushed over them one by one, as if she was comforting her own child.After a long time, she pulled out a whip from the side, which was about the thickness of a baby's arm. The body of the whip was woven into a spiral with two ropes. From a distance, the whip had a metal-like icy light.The whip seems to have been well maintained, which shows how much the owner loves it. Even though there is no blood flowing wantonly on the surface of the whip, what can't be removed is the cold and murderous aura wrapped around the whip.

"Are you ready?" Cecilia flicked the dark whip leisurely, winking at her. If she had a gorgeous folding fan in her hand, she would indeed be considered an elegant beauty.She was talking to herself, showing kindness and love on the surface, but she didn't care about Arthura's expression at all.Her eyebrows and eyes are curved, like a kind and gentle fairy in the relief of cultural relics, her dark green hair is like fine silk, but the whip in her hand is flying mercilessly, as if she is about to cast a net, there is no possibility of the net being lenient.

With an ear-piercing sound, the sharp whip was ruthlessly inserted into the wooden stake that bound Arthura, not even a centimeter away from Arthura's cheek.Seeing Arthur's pale face, the woman smiled more gently, raised her hand, and in an instant the long whip destroyed all the wood that imprisoned her, and jumped back to the woman like a snake protecting the master. The wind actually cut a bloody gash on the side of Arthura's face.

The wings of her nose moved slightly, and Cecilia's eyes quickly turned bright red, like two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps in the dark, floating faintly.The blood race is not a restrained race, licking the corner of her lips, her fangs were exposed, and her pink tongue lingered on the fangs as if intoxicated.Obviously delicious food is close at hand, but she seems to be worried about something, just hovering around Arthura.In the end, she flicked the long whip again, and this time Arthura was really hit by the whip, and the unexpected pain came suddenly, Arthura couldn't help groaning.There was no bleeding this time, and Shan Yasera only felt a dull pain in his abdomen. He gritted his teeth, looked at the woman with hatred, and tried his best to restrain the sound that was about to come out of his throat.

Seeing this, Cecilia raised her eyebrows, and the angle the whip drew in the air was more tricky, not like punishment but like venting.The blood race is worthy of being a beast in human skin. At this moment, the woman's canine teeth are exposed, her eyes are scarlet, and the veins on her face are bulging. She has a ferocious look, so she still looks like the stunning beauty before?He is simply a bloodthirsty devil with a human skin in the crowd!

Like an unconscious machine, she pulled Arthur into the whip formation like a storm and wind, and dense blood droplets splashed to the ground, weaving into a messy and broken net.Arthura can't make a sound at this moment, her left hand has no feeling, and it is draped softly towards a soft sponge, while Cecilia, on the other hand, even licks the blood splashed on her lips leisurely, Without even breathing, Arthura could be said to be the first time to intuitively face the difference between vampires and humans. It is simply that the vampires have completely abused humans, and there is no room for reversal.People always comfort themselves that the current gap does not mean that there will be a big difference in the future. As long as you put in more effort than others, you can win and turn the tide.In fact, it is not the case. People are more popular than others, and some gaps cannot be made up by acquired efforts. Those bold words are simply self-deception. Maybe this is the cruel law of nature, maybe this is fate.

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A daily update, haha, this is probably the earliest update?After the next chapter, the protagonist will probably be able to hang around the sky~*罒▽罒*