The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

He could have avoided it originally, but when the blade approached, he suddenly noticed a familiar force, and he opened his mouth silently:

plum……

The sharp blade went straight into his left abdomen, and the dark red blood soaked the dark robe. The blood continued to flow down the blade, forming a pool of bright blood on the ground.

But he didn't even frown, and reached out to lift the black mask on the opponent's face. At this moment, the killer stepped back and pulled out the blade from his abdomen, making a sound of flesh being torn.

Uh, there are barbs!

Camillo let out a muffled groan, bent down to cover the wound, and the blood continued to seep from his fingertips, even though he concentrated his divine power on the wound, the speed of bleeding did not slow down at all.

His body instinctively warned that he was being attacked by a god.

"careful!"

I saw a blade of light wrapped in a gust of wind, and at the critical moment, Jeremy swung his sword to meet him, and blocked the opponent's attack tenaciously.

Camillo tried to stand up, but he frowned at the tearing pain in his abdomen, which he hadn't felt in months.

"Don't move, let me do it." Aiyi supported him, and carefully covered the wound with her little hand, she whispered reverently, "Dark God, give me the power to heal."

Camillo felt that the corrosive darkness in his body was taken away a little bit, and then it was transformed into gentle and delicate power and returned. This is indeed a bit ridiculous. The priest needs his power to heal him, but at this moment he just Fully understood the meaning of the so-called "priests are God's medium".

At this time, Jeremy had fought back and forth with the opponent several times. The soldiers of the personal guards had received special training against killers, so he managed to hold on to a few moves and bought some time for Camillo.

The opponent's short knife was against his blade, and when the stalemate was at stake, the opponent suddenly turned the blade, rubbed the blade and slashed upwards, stabbing at Jeremy's throat with a strange dead angle. Even if Jeremy dropped his sword and retreated at this moment, he would never be able to escape this move.

At that moment, Camillo chased after the enemy, and clawed at the man's back with five fingers.

It is impossible to avoid the attack from both sides!

But at that time, the figure of that person flashed like a ghost, and disappeared almost instantly.

Everyone was shocked. Jeremy held the sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "This is the killer's special stealth method, and even the senses can't detect it."

Camillo raised his jaw slightly, and narrowed his eyes coldly. If the spiritual pressure cannot be detected, how about using divine power?

The darkness in the meridians of his limbs began to surge, and then emanated from the body surface, forming a black mist around him, and then the darkness quickly dissipated to the surroundings, and Camelot's body disappeared completely, leaving only air Pervasive gray.

Seeing that it was a dark element, the children didn't dare to vent their anger.

Jeremy quickly explained: "These dark elements have been controlled and will not be infected."

At this time, there was a sudden scream from dozens of steps away.The killer's body stood there stiffly, with a bloody hole the size of a fist in his chest. He still maintained the terrified expression before struggling, and his heart had been crushed to pieces.

Behind him, all the darkness gathered again, gradually revealing Camillo's body.

Camillo gasped heavily, his dark eyes filled with silence, and then he pushed the killer's body to the ground, and lifted off the man's mask.

— not May.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he regained his sanity slightly.He immediately picked up the man's dagger, and as if instinctively out of a beast, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blade, and golden runes with complicated patterns appeared on the surface of the blade, just like that man, too beautiful, with the tip of his tongue He continued to lick those golden patterns, and not long after, the power of the Demon God was swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared.

——Why is it a demon god?

He stared blankly at the blade for a moment, then dropped the unblessed dagger, picked up the other, and brought it back to Aerys.

He wiped the knife carefully and placed it in the most conspicuous position on the dining table.

Kiria was taken aback when she entered the room to help him change the medicine, "Really, what are you doing with the weapon here?"

"Don't touch it."

Camillo was resting on the bed, half-naked, with his abdomen wrapped in layers of bandages.

"I didn't expect to meet a killer in Kuran. If I knew it, I would have stayed with you." Kiriya sat by the bed, cut open the bandage with scissors, and checked the knife wound.

Camillo opened his hand and let the doctor fiddle with the wound, but he never took his eyes off the dagger on the table.

"Tsk, even if you keep staring at it, the power of the blessing on the weapon will gradually weaken over time."

Camillo frowned slightly, changed the subject and asked, "How is Kuran doing?"

"Jeremy stayed there for the time being to maintain the situation. Why did this kid suddenly become loyal to you? Haha, it's great to be able to take Kuran peacefully. The new church is already being laid out. The Kuran people are not treating you right now. So devout."

"Tch, a bunch of little kids who believe everything they say, will cry when they realize one day that I'm just using them."

"Oh——" Kylia sighed exaggeratedly, "I still miss you the way you used to be."

Camillo snorted coldly, and was about to close his eyes to rest, but he felt a round hard object being handed to his mouth.

"Come and try."

It was a small brown ball, but exuded a tempting sweetness, and the taste nerve was instantly awakened by the sweetness. Although Camillo didn't want to be so obedient, he still bit the ball and chewed up.

This is different from the previous sweets. There is a hint of bitterness in this sweet, and the taste is very mellow after melting.

Kylia stared at his subtle expression changes, and smiled triumphantly: "Is my new pill delicious?"

Camillo stopped chewing and stared at her coldly, "I'm not sick."

"Don't worry, it's just some emotional nutrition. By the way, cocoa is added, which can improve the mood of depression." Kyriya packed the medicine bottle and put it in the cabinet, and continued, "Your mood has changed from hyperactivity to Downturn, almost presenting a cycle."

Camelot narrowed his eyes slightly.

Kiriya snorted: "Why are you staring at me? My mother, I've seen you cry before, so what are you afraid of? Besides, I know you won't do anything when you're depressed."

Camillo interrupted her with a frown: "Is there anything else, pills."

She actually fell in love with it, Kiria chuckled, and decisively threw the whole bottle in her pocket to him, "I checked a lot of unofficial history, and the previous Dark God seems to have a habit of eating sweets, it really is the brain instinct I'm looking for a way to calm down."

As Kylia said, his mood changes periodically, and the period of depression is the period he is least willing to face. At this time, he basically does not leave the room and avoids contact with anyone and everything. It is easy to pull his mood to the bottom.

Especially, the dagger that received the blessing of God Amedeo.

"I'm going to take the knife away." Kiria said before leaving.

"Stay," Camillo stared at the golden pattern on it, "don't worry, I'm stupid enough to self-mutilate."

After half a month, his emotions basically returned to normal levels, and he began to deal with affairs in his field. Bendis' economic situation was very objective, but he still didn't have any information about Pella.

Jeremy sent a bag of documents from Kuran, saying that they were important materials found in the Holy See, and asked him to have a look.

Camillo flipped through the file bag casually, and there was a black envelope in it. The date of the letter was very close. Obviously, the people from the Holy See hadn't had time to open it yet.Inside the envelope was only a delicate card with the words "BALL" printed on it in bronzing. When the inside page was opened, more detailed time and place were written in Mozu language.

This is an invitation to a masquerade ball.

The invitee was the chief priest of the Kuran branch of the Holy See, and Jeremy's subordinates had already controlled him. According to intelligence, this person would never attend any balls.

The ball is indeed a time-wasting and meaningless social event, but what is special about this invitation is that it is a royal ball, that is to say, all those who stand at the top of the power of the demons will gather there.

Camillo's fingers gently stroked the edge of the card, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little bit. It's time for some social activities, isn't it?