The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

The sudden cold breath was shocking, and Lilith subconsciously grabbed Yimil's hand.

"Don't be afraid." Yimil touched her head, then turned to look at Camillo, with a gentle smile still on the corner of his mouth: "I met him once in the daytime, I didn't expect such an easy-going person to be secretly God, hehe, it is really different, it is rare to be able to maintain one's heart after being crowned."

Camillo was unmoved, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Yimil showed an intriguing smile, "Of course it's the same as you."

Knowing that Fiona believed in the God of Light, Camillo was silent for a second, and suddenly he turned his wrist, the blade in his hand reflected a gloomy cold light, "I will take Fiona away myself."

Yimil took a step forward to block Lilith behind him, and the gemstone earring on his left ear shook slightly with this movement. He said in a gentle voice: "The earrings I wear can suppress [-]% of my divine power. If you are the first Dark God, I'm afraid I will break the seal and use all my strength to fight her, but you are still an immature new god, light overcomes darkness, you'd better not rashly fight with me."

This was probably a more sincere warning, but just as he finished speaking, Camillo's knife had already struck.

--boom!

The entire Governor's Mansion was shaken, and the battalion commander stumbled into the study, when there was another vibration from the ground, he fell unsteadily to the ground, and saluted the people inside: "Your Majesty, someone trespassed Dungeon!"

Amedeo gave an understated "hmm" and put down the quill in his hand. Almost at the same moment, the ground under his feet was covered with a layer of golden light, and he quickly spread in all directions as the center. The walls were successively covered by a faint golden light.

"Oops, enchantment."

Yimil frowned. He tried to open a hole before the barrier was closed, but at this moment, Camilo chased him to make up for it. When he turned around, the demon god's barrier had completely sealed the governor's mansion, let alone saving him. People, now a fly can't fly out.

Yimil held his forehead helplessly and said, "Who can take Fiona away?"

"I want you to save me," Camillo sneered, throwing an undercurrent to sweep away at the opponent, "I'll just concentrate on defeating you."

"You really are..." Yimil sighed.

The door of the basement was opened, and Amedeo led a group of people walking step by step. The narrow corridor was flickering and dark, and two shadows, one light and one dark, were fighting endlessly in front of them. Everyone was dumbfounded. Where did these two come from? The one who saved the hostages, or came to fight in their basement?

Amedeo's eyebrows moved slightly, and he stared at the figure in white: Yimil, what is he doing here?

Only then did everyone discover that there was a little girl in a black cloak in the aisle. The battalion commander was surprised for a moment, and walked over with a few of his men to ask what happened. Amedeo quickly stopped him: "Don't go there."

But it was still a step too late, Lilith turned around, looked straight at the person coming with her honey brown eyes, and stretched out her little hand: "Give me your heart."

The battalion commander was stunned for a second. For some reason, his heart suddenly swelled, causing sharp pain, and the sound of his heartbeat was amplified several times. Boom, boom, boom, as if it was about to burst from his chest, he clutched his chest He took two steps back again and again, but at the third step, he vomited a big mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and fell straight back, and the two soldiers walking in front also fell down.

Lilith looked at the picture in front of her expressionlessly, and said softly, "Mission failed."

Amedeo sternly shouted: "Everyone stay three meters away from this child!"

Everyone backed away in fear, at this time Lilith cast her eyes on a nearby person again, and stretched out her hand, "Give it to me..." When the soldier scrambled and scrambled to hide three meters away, Lilith's voice It stopped abruptly, she tilted her little head, slowly withdrew her hand, turned around and cast her eyes on the God of Light, Yimeler.

At this time, Camelot was already at a slight disadvantage. He was besieged by Yimil's three branches/body. Just as ordinary people would be afraid of the erosion of dark elements, Yimil's light elements also had an erosive effect on Camelot. The skin grazed by this man's attack made a small sizzling sound, and it hurt like burning.

But Camillo's smile deepened, his blood was completely boiling because of the battle, and his eyes were full of desire for battle and violence.When Yimil showed his body, instead of dodging the attack, he jumped in the air and raised his knife to meet it head-on.

It would be difficult to deal with the beast humans if they became mad. Yimil knew that, besides, there was a demon god by his side, and he had to fight quickly. His strength seemed to have broken through some limit, and it became surging at that moment.

In an instant, the huge burst of light stung everyone's eyes, and that terrifying energy directly hit Camillo's body, throwing him flying.

At this time, a figure flashed past, caught Camillo's body in the air, and then attacked back with an unrivaled force. Amedeo's move didn't even use magic, it was just a spiritual pressure. The attack split Yimil's body.

After the light shattered, Yimiler's figure in white clothes reappeared three steps away, and he exhaled, "Fortunately, I stayed back."

Amedeo held the fainted Camillo in his arms, and used Reiatsu to heal him.

Yimil bent his eyebrows and smiled, "I still think of the dark god as why he is so confident in your territory. It turns out that it has a lot to do with it. I heard that he seriously injured you in Grelin Castle. Alas~ the god of the gods When did Amedeo become so weak?"

Amedeo said with a cold face: "Do you want to try?"

Yimil took a step back cautiously, and said with a smile: "I'm not here to fight." He waved to Lilith who was not far away, and when the little girl came to him, he bent down and fished it. She was in her arms.

"It's almost time for this child to go to bed. The Demon God might as well forgive me and let me take Fiona away. After all, that young lady shouldn't suffer in such a place. How about a price?"

Amedeo stared at him with a sinking face: "[-] points, and three of my subordinates died, you need to compensate me an additional [-] points."

"Don't be so dark..." Yimil sighed, "I feel a little distressed... Lilith, propose a deal."

The girl in his arms moved, turned her head to look at Amedeo, put her head on Yimil's shoulder again, and said softly, "The transaction of game points is successful. Do you want to use 'make a wish'?"

"Heal Camillo, I don't want to see any scars on him."

"Achieved, [-] points have been consumed."

The others were confused by this conversation, Yimil smiled lightly, used isolation magic to isolate the conversation between them, and then slowly said: "The matter of Yanling Island has alarmed Shenting, otherwise I would not have been sent to the Demon Realm , huh, huh... You have to take care of this one in the family, don't be too conniving."

Amedeo glanced coldly at the girl in his arms, and said emphatically, "To each other."

When Amedeo carried Camillo into the room, Camillo had already woken up slightly, and he was familiar with the aura of the person beside him, so he did not act rashly.But for some reason, leaning on the man's chest, his body was sweating involuntarily, and there seemed to be some kind of hot tide in his body, and a kind of restlessness that he had never felt clamped him.

He subconsciously rubbed against each other, but just after touching him, an indescribable numbness quickly spread all over his limbs. Camillo felt something was wrong for a moment, pushed Amedeo away, and said fiercely: "You What did you do to me?"

"what happened?"

Amedeo frowned. Out of worry, he pulled Camillo back, touched Camillo's skin, the tentacles were quite hot, and there was a thin layer of sweat, he was stunned: "You yes……"

Amedeo's warm breath sprayed on Camillo's cheeks, almost adding fuel to the flames of his strong desire, the strange heat in his body suddenly began to rush, flowed through the chest, and rushed down from the groin , and that place is extremely congested, desperately longing to be soothed and fucked, this is a tide of sex/desire that he has never experienced before.

Camillo suddenly realized that it was his estrus period... He recalled in his mind the water and soup that Kiria had brought him today. Everything was suspicious, and he just remembered Drug him.

After a while, Camillo's consciousness began to blur, the orc's primitive blood began to burn, his rationality gradually faded away, and his five senses became extremely sharp, and his nails became as sharp as knives in an atavistic way. When Amedeo came up to him, he seemed to say something, but he didn't listen at all.

He just felt that the man smelled good, so he instinctively grabbed the man by the collar, pushed him down on the bed brutally, pushed himself up, and tore off the clothes that were in the way with his sharp claws.

This violent act made Amedeo subconsciously prepare to resist. He turned his head to look at Camillo. The man's eyes were covered with water vapor, and he impatiently bit his back. This emotional but reckless man The appearance is really lovable.Amedeo still has some knowledge about the physiology of dragons, but he didn't expect that Camelot's estrus would come so late. Thinking that this was his first time, Amedeo's heart trembled.

Camillo twisted Amedeo's hands behind his back to prevent his prey from escaping, and then forced himself forward to stab.Amedeo only felt a strong dull pain coming from his lower/body, he tensed his body in pain, his voice was a bit hoarse: "...be gentle."

Camillo ignored him, but continued to twitch at an accelerated speed. The tight and fiery flesh scraped against the protruding veins of his sexuality, each time bringing him a pleasure/sensation that subverted his imagination.Amedeo's body heaved and fell uncontrollably, and he fell on the bed several times. Finally, Camillo had to let go of his hands and let him balance himself.

Amedeo, whose hands were free again, tried to hold Camillo's right hand. The dragon in estrus was very sensitive, and Camillo thought he was going to resist, so he scratched a bloodstain on his shoulder viciously, and Amedeo was in pain. He had to tremble, but still stubbornly grasped Camillo's hand, and took off the wedding ring on his ring finger.

The wedding ring fell to the floor with a crisp thud, and then rolled under the bed.

Camillo didn't take a second look at all, but just hugged the person in his arms tightly, not allowing him to make any more resistance, while kissing him roughly on the side of his neck.

He had only one strong thought, that this man was his, forever.

"I'm not going to run," said Amedeo hoarsely. "Turn me around, I want to see your face."

Camillo listened to this sentence. He dragged Amedeo's waist and turned his body over. The pike/spear was like grinding a turn in his body, and Amedeo gasped. When he came out, the panting sound was amazing, and it made Camillo feel his heart go numb, so he deliberately slowed down, his movements became gentle, and he even wanted to please the other person to make him feel better, then he looked at the man's handsome eyes Because he was infected with lust/lust, listening to his patient and broken moaning, that noble demon god actually lay down under his body, it was incomparably wonderful.

Camillo stretched out his fingers to caress his wet lips, and then buried two fingers in his mouth, viciously messing with his tongue. The other party was afraid of biting him so he had no choice but to struggle, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth all the way to his neck , the wet water looks full of lust/passion.

Camillo bent down, licked the water greedily, followed his Adam's apple to his chin, and finally kissed his lips.Amedeo's face turned red from his torment, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and finally his legs trembled, and a piece of liquid gushed out of his back.

At this time, the head maid knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, are you not going to the meeting tonight?"

Only then did Amedeo realize that there was supposed to be a strategy meeting tonight, but it was already late. He blushed at a loss, and still had the hot hard object in his body. After a while, he Cai said hoarsely: "No, don't bother me."

Camillo kissed him satisfied, but he didn't let him go. The estrus period lasts a long time, ranging from one day to three days. Exuberant, Amedeo's physique must be better than ordinary people, and it is too much to vent constantly. From the second day on, he has no fluid in his body, and on the third day, he is completely swollen and numb.

After three days finally passed, Camillo finished enjoying the feast, kissed the other party's Adam's apple contentedly, and then fell asleep on his body.

"..."

Amedeo suddenly had a desire to throw him down, but the sleeping face was quietly in front of him, and he suddenly remembered a scene - when the little dragon cub was sleeping soundly on his chest when he was young, at that time It's only so small, and its body is soft.

At the beginning, he taught Camillo not to sleep on his body, but the child grabbed his finger and sucked it sweetly, and argued inarticulately: "But this way, I can see you when I open my eyes."

There was a soft light in those blue eyes, he sighed lightly, chanted a cleansing mantra, and fell asleep hugging his tired body.

Camillo woke up at dawn. He was just about to get up when he realized that there was a warm body lying under him. Amedeo hadn't woken up yet, and his pale golden eyelashes were surrounded by a circle of freshness. With a light shadow, his long hair was scattered on the pillow, his brows were slightly condensed, and his face looked a little tired.Just around his shoulder, there was still a little blood on the white sheet, which made his face paler.

Camillo's eyes moved slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly pulled the quilt away. The scene in front of him made his brows twitch slightly, and he saw red marks all over the skin that was originally white as jade, some of which were kissed out. Yes, but many of them are strangles and scratches, not to mention some hidden parts.

He was silent for nearly half a minute, and then he walked down from the bed with light movements, helped the man cover the quilt, picked up his clothes that were still intact, and dressed neatly, and then made no further moves.

He stood motionless by the bed, like a slender statue with a gloomy face. If it was another kind of Camillo, he would have served tea, water, changed medicine and apologized at this time, but He didn't know what to do right now, he could feel the same emotion, but he was completely overwhelmed, there was a terrifying chill on his face, but he was angry with himself.

—It would have been nice if another character had been present, he thought.

The author has something to say: Careful readers may have noticed that Camillo hadn’t fainted no matter how fierce the battle before, so why did he faint with one blow today:

A. Guangshen's father is too powerful, one move to control the enemy

B. Lying in Meimei’s arms, I don’t want to wake up

C. Do you think that light is an attack?wrong!That is the hypnotic light wave emitted by Yimil!

D. Who hasn’t experienced physical discomfort during their menstrual period?