Pure Love General Administration Scum Transformation Center

"Viscount Norwich"

"Yes." The Demon King looked at him and nodded with a smile. "A lowly man chosen at random, but with a little bewitchment, executed the order perfectly. Maybe I should give him a reward."

That was one of the reasons why the queen died in depression.

An untouchable from the north, but successfully seduced the emperor, he became the most favored pillow person, and even jumped up to get the title of nobility.

Chu Ge looked at the tall figure in the distance, and the pain of choking made him almost unable to speak.

The shattered childhood of Sisser and Adjani, and the empress's happy but abruptly ended marriage are still the work of the devil.

The devil wanted to obtain a perfect identity, so he carefully constructed a disguise.

Norwich became a viscount, and he was presented by the viscount. As a trained singer, he was discovered by accident and had outstanding talent. There would be no flaws in such rhetoric, and he used this to wait patiently in the empire.

And he got what he wanted.

If the destruction of the empire is his goal, then undoubtedly he has taken a big step on this road.

The emperor who had fought on the battlefield was no longer wise and mighty, his body was hollowed out by wine and banquets, his two sons and daughters had a bad relationship with him, and the princess even broke with the emperor and was forcibly sent to the north.

——It is still the work of the Demon Lord.

"The emperor of the Thorne family is really a stupid thing. I am very curious, how can he sit on the throne for so long without being overthrown? Or is it that the entire empire is full of such disgusting things? "

There was a coldness in the devil's eyes, as if he remembered the days and nights when he was lurking in Fei Leng Cui, as a singer, he was forced to sing endlessly.

He stretched out his hand and gently gestured in the air. The invisible force was fluctuating, and the surrounding space began to distort.

The devil suddenly clenched his fingers tightly, and the vortex in the air exploded in an instant, revealing a clear picture.

In the dark and cold coffin, the emperor's body was placed under it.

When the picture turned again, it was the blond young man's tightly pursed lips and resolute eyes.

He slashed down with his sword and split the sacrifice. In an instant, under the high platform, countless soldiers shouted and shouted!

That's Sisser!

What is he doing? !

There was no sound in the picture in the vortex, and the Demon King was looking at the scene thousands of miles away with great interest from a long distance away. There was a hint of interest in the bright red pupils, as if watching some kind of ridiculous struggle, Like a high above demon god looking down on the ants.

"Your lover is coming to see you soon, are you happy, my little princess?"

The fingers holding the longbow pinched into the palm of his hand, and the sharp tingling pain entered his mind without any scruples.

"It's you."

Chu Ge struggled to make a sound from his throat with great difficulty, even the ending tune was trembling.

He should have thought of it long ago, long ago!

How could Sisser be able to do it, his brother, it is impossible to be ruthless!

No matter how stubborn and incompetent Nassoon is, no matter how old and incompetent he is, he is Sisser's father after all, a father who is full of love and painstakingly paving the way for his children.

It is true that for Ajani, the emperor hides a layer of fear and disgust under the mask, but for his real child, the only heir, he has never been stingy with his love, even when he was most bewitched by Norwich , and still never forgot to consider Sisser.

On the last night of leaving Fei Leng Cui, Sisser's tears under the moonlight, it was confession and repentance, a dilemma between father and sister.

Until the end, Sisser never really got to do it.

However, he was bewitched by the Demon King and became the one who forced his father to death.

The news that was brought not long ago finally became a reality. Sitherthorne dispatched troops and soldiers after seizing the throne.He vetoed Nacethorn's decree from the peace talks and decided to go to the northern front in person.

The Senate of the Elders and the nobles crazily opposed it, but nothing was achieved, and his mind was made up.

Ordinary human soldiers have never had any advantage in the battle against the demons.

It is almost possible to imagine the near future and the coming tragedy.

The devil has carefully woven his deception and trapped everyone in his lies.

He enjoys deception, lies and fear, creating panic, hatred and killing, and the bait he chose is standing in front of him at this moment.

Flawless appearance, pure white soul, so beautiful.

A desire to destroy arises spontaneously.

After lowering his head slightly, the Demon King stared at the person under the pillar, his eyes fixed on a certain place, and a smile of unknown meaning flashed across.

"You want to kill me." The man on the throne said, he used a firm tone and could not tolerate any doubts.

He rested his stomach on his hands, with a hint of indifference in his bright red eyes, "I know what your wish is. Would it make people happy to kill the evil king and cut off the source of the disaster?"

The fingers holding the longbow trembled for a moment.

A gaze, like a net, was sticking to his fingers at the moment.

"But, isn't it you who are the source of the calamity?" The Demon King said softly, "Your Highness, if it wasn't for you, how could your lover turn against your father?"

He smiled slightly, with interest in his eyes.

Maliciousness came overwhelmingly, like a raging tide, submerged and gone.

"If you haven't woken up, then everything is still on the right track. Nasser is still his emperor, Sisser is still his crown prince." None of this will happen. "So, the culprit is you."

That was the story Chu Ge told Murphy to comfort him. After a killing, he told Murphy everything in detail.

At that time, he never thought that one day, this story would become a sharp knife, which would be held by the devil and stabbed into his own heart.

Adjani Thorne, a child who has been sleeping for thousands of years, was almost forgotten in the distant and long history, but after waking up, the emperor was terrified and anxious.

The tall balance was precarious, and the devil added the last chip with a smile:

"You woke up, so I woke up too."

— After you wake up, I wake up because of you.

If you say another word, it is touching and affectionate, but when it is spoken from the mouth of the devil, it only makes people feel cold all over, and the cold air oozes from the cracks in the bones.

"My little princess." The devil called him softly.

The slender finger flicked in vain, and in an instant, a ray of light flashed in the originally ignorant hall.

It is getting brighter and brighter, and those places where the moon cannot shine through and the darkness cannot be driven away, for a while, the brightness is like day.

The relief hidden in the dark finally showed its true face, but it made people freeze instantly.

There are countless girls with slender figures, standing or sitting, lying or running, fingers lightly raised, toes protruding slightly, the girl is wearing a pure white dress, her long hair is slightly rolled up, her sleeves are embroidered With the pattern of thorns and roses, it is clearly the same person.

She stood in the marigolds by the green lake, by the angel fountain in the central square, and on top of the dusty tower beside the church.

--It's you!

Horse-drawn carriage on the banks of the Zine river, cedar forest on the banks of the Oznachen river, small rafts in the blackwater swamp

All the reliefs are all about you!

As if a silent pantomime was staged, the series of reliefs depicted the life of the girl, and the last scene was frozen under the sky, next to the column, the figure holding the longbow.

It is no different from the sculptures in the garden.

Without exception, those are all faceless people.

The Demon King said softly: "I have kept the last strokes, until today, I can finally draw your face."

The devil is accustomed to weaving lies. He used one lie after another to construct an exquisite deception.

What he said may not be all lies, but he only needs to do a little trick in the most critical place, enough to distort it to another meaning.

"My little princess, we woke up on the same day. From the first moment you opened your eyes, you were destined to carry original sin."

——We are a match made in heaven together.

The Demon King hates humans and at the same time tempts them.

He chose his own bait, intending to dye it in a dark and dirty color, and fall into the abyss of hell together.

"Now, you can tell me your answer, are you still sticking to your mission, or fulfilling your marriage contract?"

——Became the bride of the Demon King.

The snake-shaped ring shone with silvery white light, and the gemstones inlaid on it were the same color as the eyes of the devil king.

Yin Hong, unknown.

At such an early age, the devil had chosen the ring, and then put it on the princess's index finger with his own hands.

He has already given his invitation, just waiting for the final answer:

To be loyal to the marriage contract, or to die for the mission?

To live, or to die?

The eternal thinking of human beings hovers between life and death.

However, there are times when this is simply not a problem at all.

Chu Ge lowered his head slowly, and gently touched the ring with his fingers. After losing the rose ring, it was replaced by this snake-shaped ring.

It was a completely different feeling from the rose ring, it was cold and icy in the hand, and the pure ruby ​​reflected the dazzling light.

He stood there in a daze, under the pillar, staring at his own ring, as if he had fallen into endless anxiety and torture.

To choose eternal life or swift death.

This is enough to shake the staunchest of saints.

He raised his head and looked at the Demon King in a daze. His dry lips moved, but there was only broken air circling in his lips and teeth.

He couldn't utter any syllables, and trembling all over because of the pain, he suddenly pressed his chest, trembling unceasingly, as if he was going to fall under the pillar.

He saw the reliefs of that scene, as if there were countless sleeping memories awakened at this moment.

In Fei Leng Cui, those memories that are not far away but already seem like the last century. At that time, he was confined in the palace, but he lived a leisurely life, and everything was quiet.

Little Murphy lost everything, so he became Murphy's last support.

Not too far away, the aloof Demon King and Chu Ge beside the pillar stared at each other.

Struggling and wavering, weakness and hesitation, resistance and compromise

A layer of moisture gradually filled the azure eyes, concealing his unclear emotions. He gasped lightly, and a sound almost choked up sounded in the empty hall.

"Murphy"

Chu Ge closed his eyes, tears rolling down his eyelids.

The snake-shaped ring was soaked with tears, and he clutched the longbow in pain, like a drowning man trying to grab driftwood, looking for a little last resort.

The Demon King looked at him from a high place. He didn't know when it started, but there was no smile on his lips.

When the smile disappeared, his face was undoubtedly deep and cold, but there was a slight sigh in those ruby ​​pupils.

The thumb that was pressing on the throne unconsciously caressed, where the root of the index finger of the left hand was, and it was burning almost painfully.

The Demon King stood up suddenly, and left his gorgeous and cold throne. He stepped down the steps, stepped through the empty hall, smashed the bright light in the room, and walked to the side of the pillar.

He stared at the choking person in front of him, sighed slightly, bent down, and took the left hand.

A gentle kiss was imprinted on the serpentine ring.

A slight smile appeared on the devil's lips, and he said in the most beautiful voice: "Welcome, my bride."

next moment.

He grabbed Chu Ge's hand with an almost invisible speed, preventing Chu Ge from piercing his own heart.

The devil pressed his warm chest with his palm, and listening to the urgent tone, he stared at the blue eyes in front of him, and his tone was like a sigh: "Do you really want to send a death as a wedding gift to me? ?”

The change is only in an instant.

The silvery white longbow was shattered into countless fragments in an instant, and the explosion engulfed the two people who were confronting at this moment.

Extreme light and extreme darkness.

In the billowing smoke and dust, everything was wiped out.

Sophia is the alchemy puppet created by the last holy order. That holy order was once the Pope's guardian knight. Therefore, his creation is naturally full of infinite light.

And in the endless thoughts and regrets, the alchemy puppet was created, and the light power in it became deeper and deeper.

The snake-shaped ring was a gift from the Demon King. It was a ring cast in the endless void and abyss. It entrusted a ray of the Demon King's mind. Therefore, it was completely infiltrated by darkness.

Those are two opposing forces by nature.

While weeping slowly, Chu Ge chose to draw out two forces and collide together.

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the pillars of the main hall rumbled. Like a kite with a broken string, he was flung out weakly by the billowing air waves, and fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Ge coughed violently, piercing his lungs, almost coughing up his internal organs.

Large pieces of blood spilled from his mouth, and his whole body seemed to be broken.

pain!

The relief above his head began to collapse, and countless hard rocks and debris slammed down. He lay slumped on the ground, and the only thing he could see was the high palace wall, shaking, as if he couldn't bear the strength, and he might fall down anytime, anywhere. .

The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the palace wall suddenly collapsed!

The huge boulder falling at high speed aimed at his head, and with the sound of howling and sharp wind, it slammed down hard.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the fear of death enveloped him, but in his heart, there was an indescribable relief.

Is it all over?

There was another howling wind, and he was suddenly embraced by someone. The person retreated rapidly, shuttled through the falling reliefs and buildings, and successfully led him to a safe place.

Chu Ge almost didn't think about it, and pointed out that the knife was about to be inserted into the chest of the person behind him. At that moment, his fingers were held tightly, and the person trembled: "Your Highness"

With a familiar voice and a familiar tone, Chu Ge raised his head suddenly, meeting a pair of dark eyes in the blurred blood.

——Crack!

In the still undissipated gunpowder smoke after the explosion, there was a burst of crisp applause. The person next to the pillar seemed to be strolling in the garden, clapping casually, and mockingly said: "It's really touching."

The hand holding him tightened suddenly, and then loosened again in an instant.

The man held him carefully and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

The former is a mockery, and the latter is a comfort.

The two voices that sounded were surprisingly the same.

It's just that one is far away, and the other is beside him.

Chu Ge's mind was blank for a moment, and he turned his head desperately, but it caused his own injury. He coughed violently, choking out blood, which was wiped away in a hurry.

But he didn't care about anything, he raised his head stubbornly, and met those eyes again.

Dark as night.

"Murphy" he trembled and murmured the name, barely knowing what he was talking about.

That was without a doubt the most ridiculous thing in the world.

Across the ruins after the explosion, the two people stared at each other. They had the same clothes, the same face, and the only difference was their eyes.

One was as dark as night, and the other was as red as blood.

If you close your eyes at this moment, it is like looking in a mirror.

—You are not dead.

A voice said softly from the bottom of his heart, the next moment, joy arose, he tightly grasped the sleeves of the person behind him, and murmured: "You are still alive"

Great.

He thought Murphy was dead.

"He lied to me." Chu Ge said, tears welled up from his eyes, and they were no longer deliberately squeezed tears, no longer mixed with false emotions.

He choked up again, and murmured, "It was you who lied to me, I even believed it, Murphy"

Weaving countless lies and constructing a deception.

Using words as an offensive, trying to break his line of defense and make him degenerate.

--where did you go?

The somewhat incoherent murmur was swallowed back by him again, his hand was gently held, and Chu Ge immediately snapped it back.

Those collapsed emotions seemed to be gone again, and at this moment, he gained endless confidence and courage again.

This is his Murphy, not the devil who is used to playing tricks on people's hearts.

Across the smoke and powder, the Demon King stood there. He looked coldly at the tears not far away, and listened to the choked up grievances.

The person standing there was full of pity and distress, and hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes were as gentle as water, as if he wished to replace the pain with his body.

What a touching scene, he thought, almost touched himself.

It is better to show mercy at this time, let them have a way out, and make those two people who love each other perfect, let them go out from here.

--Ah!

The bright red eyes gradually darkened, turned into the color of blood, and were about to drip.

When will he become so merciful?

The Demon King raised the corners of his lips, he no longer looked at Chu Ge who was being hugged, and his eyes fell on the man with dark eyes, with a faint smile floating on his face.

"You did a good job." He said, "You want to go to Fei Leng Cui, what kind of identity do you want to be, and what kind of slave you are. You told me that you were going to destroy that little princess, but what did you do?"

Words are like the sharpest knife edge.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Chu Ge stared blankly at the person in front of him, his fingers began to convulse, his lips trembled as he wanted to speak, and he desperately grabbed the hand he was holding, hoping to hear a rebuttal.

—deny him!

—Please, reject his words!

—not deceit, nor destruction!

Chu Ge's eyes gradually showed pleading colors, and he firmly grasped Murphy's fingers, waiting for Murphy's reaction.

Even if it is a sentence, a word, or even an action, a look will do.

As long as Murphy is willing to answer, he must be willing to believe it.

In the long silence, his heart had gradually sank. He stared blankly at the person who was hugging him, staring into those dark eyes.

In the end, Murphy never refuted.

He acquiesced.

Chu Ge closed his eyes in despair.

It seemed that one second, he was still in the cloud heaven, and the next moment, he had completely fallen into hell.

She thought it was a reunion after life and death, a belated redemption, but she didn't expect that the reunion was indeed a reunion, and what was ushered in was a deeper and more thorough betrayal.

— Destroy that little princess.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, this encounter was carefully planned.

From the beginning to the end, it was all lies, without a shred of sincerity.

To live, or to die?

Born of apostasy, or die of mission?

Warm liquid slowly seeped down from his forehead, and it was blood that blurred his eyes. Chu Ge let go of his fingers and chose to give up grabbing the opponent's hand.

His hands drooped down.

In an instant, endless panic appeared in Murphy's eyes, and the shadow of death shrouded his eyes. He immediately grabbed Chu Ge's hand, trying to instill his energy into it.

However, the next moment, he suddenly came to his senses again, and the hand holding Chu Ge froze, not daring to act rashly for a moment.

The demon king with bright red eyes stood in the ruins, leisurely standing under the pillar, watching him at a loss, a sneer crossed his lips.

The Demon King sneered and walked towards the two people on the other side. He stepped on the ruins of that place, but it seemed to be walking on flat ground.

He walked up to Murphy, and saw Murphy took out a ring from his bosom, and put it on Chu Ge's hand tremblingly.

The dome of the hall was torn apart, a little moonlight penetrated through the gaps, and the appearance of the ring could be vaguely seen.

It is a rose flower ring, warm and beautiful.

what!

The devil was full of ridicule, and he didn't hesitate at this time. Even if the person on the other side was himself, he still trampled on him mercilessly: "It turns out that your brain also has moments of light."

The rose flower ring was put on Chu Ge's hand, and the heartbeat that was gradually weakening had stabilized.

The devil doesn't need to stretch out his hand to search, he just needs to listen carefully and he can get the answer he wants.

"It's not that you claim to never do immoral things. Where did you steal this ring from?"

Murphy raised his head. They clearly had the same face, but their temperaments were quite different.

If the Demon King was arrogant and aggressive anytime and anywhere, then Murphy looked extremely inconspicuous. He was standing there, but his aura was completely suppressed by the opponent.

"What about you?" he said hoarsely.

The devil sneered: "Didn't I fulfill your wish, you think I want to marry him as your bride?"

The king of hatred.

Murphy.

They confronted each other, the demon king attacked with words, while Murphy endured silently.

He looked at his half body, and there was an absurd voice in his heart.

What a ridiculous thing.

The demons cannot enter the human domain, and as the demon king, he cannot enter the holy city.Emerald was once the holy city of Edgar the Papal State, and it was the condensation point of the power of light on the entire continent.

With his body, it is absolutely impossible to enter.

However, the Demon King wanted to enter Fei Leng Cui, he wanted to see the person who woke up with him and who was prophesied to kill him.

So he came up with a way to split himself in two.

It is impossible for an ordinary person's soul to be torn apart. Once it is torn apart, it is the fate of death. However, the soul of the demon god is strong enough to allow him to do such a thing that is also a great loss to himself.

Mephisto chose to split his soul, took out his kindness, left only a ray of malice as a seed, and threw it into the emerald.

That's his avatar.

Demon Lord Mephisto, with his half, Murphy.

In the far northern realm, he used Murphy as his eyes to spy on the things in Emerald.He admired all that with great interest, but rarely got in touch with the people he wanted to see.

The little princess is well protected.

Murphy couldn't even talk to him.

But later, he finally found an opportunity and successfully got Murphy to go to the princess.

And what did he get?

Chu Ge still had his eyes closed, and he seemed to be still unconscious.

The collision of light and darkness, such an explosion of power would affect even a demon god, let alone an ordinary mortal.

When he was on the banks of the Oznachen River, he was dying after that battle. It was Murphy who put a snake-shaped ring on him, and used the power of the devil to stabilize his life.

However, now, not long after, he encountered another shock, and his mentality gradually weakened, and it might not be long before it will subside.

Then, it turned into a lifeless corpse.

The demon king's eyes swept across that pale and haggard face, and he stared at another identical face in front of him.

Murphy stood there without saying a word, just holding the body in his arms tightly.

Silent confrontation, strange silence.

It was like a war without gunpowder smoke, and it was unknown who would win in the end.

The last last demon king sighed, and he held out his hand.

Murphy responded.

The torn soul was pieced together again, the half full of warmth collided with the coldness of the original, two completely different thoughts and thoughts collided together, and in an instant, a severe pain arose.

The confronting figure disappeared, leaving only the one holding Chu Ge.

He stretched out his hand, and slowly pressed it against Chu Ge's palm, slowly filling it with strength.

——Belonging to the body of light, accepting such dark power, he will die!

——No, that's not an absolute answer.

Chu Ge slowly opened his eyes. He saw the figure in front of him. The pupils of the person facing him were extremely strange. One eye was pitch black and the other was dark red.

The devil took back his clone, and the two souls merged together.

His body gradually filled with strength, he clearly should die, but he didn't walk towards death.

And in this place, the person who could bring him back from the death line hardly did what he thought.

"Kill me." Chu Ge said.

He no longer wants to do any struggle and resistance.

After endless lies and deceit, he would rather end his life to escape from this cruel deception.

The devil smiled and said, "I want to too."

The color of his eyes is constantly changing, the deep red and the pitch black are constantly intertwined, just like two drops of diametrically opposite inks falling into the water and blending together.

In the end, the color stabilized and turned into pitch black.

That's what Murphy looked like.

Chu Ge stared at him blankly, and said, "Why don't you do anything?"

The Demon King asked without answering: "Why didn't you agree to me? When you were in Fei Leng Cui, you escaped quietly, so that the emperor could not find anyone." He refused this marriage contract to go to the north.

The answer was given a long time ago, and the question is not intended to be answered again, but resembles some kind of exclamation.

"By the Zine River, Christine is going to replace you. She has prepared everything for you. Why didn't you leave, but sent me to that boat?"

"Cedar Forest by the Oznachen River, you said there is a blood contract between us, why do you want me to kill you?"

"Northern mountain range, I summoned the winged demon to attack, I pretended to jump down so as not to drag you down, why did you bring me back?"

The Demon King searched his memory, and slowly asked a question. He stared at the person in front of him, complex meanings flashed in his eyes, and he sighed lightly.

"Why don't you promise me, how I wish you could leave me behind, so that I can send you on your way with peace of mind."

He set up one trap after another, even thinking that the other party had already stepped into it.

That morning in the northern mountains, he was disappointed for a while, and even summoned demon soldiers to kill Chu Ge, but he learned that he was the one who misunderstood from the beginning to the end.

When Mephisto was unable to control it, all actions took place according to Murphy's wishes.

Chu Ge closed his eyes, he didn't want to answer.

No matter which one it is, it is a witness to this lie and deceit, and a deep scar is carved on his bones, dripping with blood.

However, at that moment, another severe pain rose from the depths of his body, and some force collided with him in his body, exploding.

He bit his lip, desperately trying to suppress his moan, not to show any weakness in front of the Demon King.

A finger pried open his jaw, forcing his lips to part, and he heard a sigh: "You're going to die."

"The snake-shaped ring can only temporarily stabilize your body, but if you keep mobilizing your power to fight, it is tantamount to drinking poison to quench your thirst. He asked me to input a little power to hang your life, but this has nothing to do with you After the energy collision and explosion is over, you will die completely."

The Demon King explained slowly. After listening to all that, Chu Ge didn't feel flustered. He even showed a smile, full of relief.

But the next moment.

The Demon King grabbed his palm and pressed it against his chest. Underneath, the Demon God's heart was beating vigorously.

"Kill me," he said.

Chu Ge suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"It's the only way you'll survive."

The devil's eyes were dark and his expression was calm. That was Murphy's appearance.

"Isn't this your long-cherished wish? Kill the devil, cut off the source of the disaster, and strangle all suffering in its cradle."

Chu Ge pursed his lips, and he shook his head.

The devil grabbed his hand and pressed down, as if he wanted to dig out the heart inside.

Chu Ge shook his hand desperately, but he couldn't get rid of it at all. His hand was pressed tightly and sank downward.

His hands were trembling uncontrollably, with uncontrollable convulsions, as if he had fallen into infinite fear, and suddenly shouted: "Murphy!"

Sitting on the throne, the Demon King raised the corners of his lips, and a smile appeared on that extremely handsome face: "Why, don't you dare to do it? This is not like you, Your Highness."

He stared into Chu Ge's eyes, his expression was extremely serious, as if all the lies had been discarded, it was unbelievable.

But Chu Ge couldn't believe it at all, and didn't dare to believe it.

He didn't know if this was a newly fabricated hoax, and he was afraid that he would believe it again and fall into the abyss of eternal doom.

The Demon King sighed slowly: "It turns out that it's useless for me to lie to you in his image."

Yes, it is a lie!

Just coaxing him, wanting him to believe.

Chu Ge couldn't stop trembling, and the hand holding him suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, the skin was broken, and he touched the warm flesh and blood under it.

The gurgling liquid made him instantly stiff.

Chu Ge looked at the person in front of him in horror, and looked at those dark eyes. He finally knew that this was not a lie!

"No." He shook his head desperately, trying to withdraw his hand, "Murphy, you're crazy."

"No," said the Demon King, without denying his title, "I am doing a very important thing."

——Dug out the heart of the demon god and use it as a medium to sacrifice the life of the slave so that the master can escape death!

The vague feeling in his heart reappeared. It was the blood contract that was concluded before and thought to have disappeared. Chu Ge opened his eyes wide and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

And what returned to him was a gentle look.

In the distant night sky, an ethereal song sounded. It was a nightingale singing in the wasteland.

The devil opened his lips lightly and hummed a minor tune, which resounded countless times in the emerald night wind, beautiful and melodious.

"Murphy, please, don't do this." He would rather die than do this.

"Hush, it will be fine soon, just like you killed those demons."

Chu Ge hoarse: "But you are not!"

The Demon King shook his head: "I am, I am the Demon Race, I am desire, betrayal, and sin."

He lowered his body and kissed Chu Ge's lips lightly.

Holding Chu Ge's hand, it penetrated through his heart thoroughly.

The demon god named hatred died because of love.