[Western Fantasy] The mystery of life and death

In the underground cave, the pale face of the black-haired mage was uncertain. "Devil's Eye" French made many "sacrifices" in his life, some fought for him, some stole enemy information for him, some were his guards, and some were dedicated to pornography.He also strengthened the physique for some "sacrifices" to become super combat weapons.

He decided to transform his beloved sacrifice with the secret technique taught by Kedile Shan Miluo, which is a complex and large-scale secret technique.It was difficult for him to decide how to transform.

In deep thought, he turned his head and looked at the person who was following him.His Beloved was now wearing a robe of soft texture and whiteness.It was the lining of his own black mage robe.He couldn't help but regret that he didn't steal more clothes when he stole the treasure house.Otherwise, now he can change his love into various styles of clothes.

He had always wanted to see his loved ones in priestly robes.It's a pity that the man thought it was cumbersome and didn't like the elegant robe.Over the years, always in military uniform.Although he was handsome and charming in military uniform, he had regretted for many years that he had not had the opportunity to see him in priestly robes.

He held the hand of the person behind him and asked softly, "Lorca, do you like it?"

"I like it, I like everything you gave me." The blond young man looked at the black-haired magician obsessively and tenderly, his expression was full of longing, he longed for the kiss and caress of the person in front of him.But there is no instruction in the controller's mind to let him continue to move.He could only remain motionless and stare at the magician in front of him.

The black-haired magician looked at his "sacrifice" with satisfaction. The man was handsome and tall. He was wearing a white priest robe at this time, as if exuding holy light. His expression was extremely intoxicated and full of deep desire. It was as if he was pursuing God's revelation with all his heart, waiting to dedicate his whole body and mind to his God at any time.

This beautiful picture inspired him.

"Loka, my love, let me make you more perfect." He finally decided how to transform Luoka's body.French once traded the blood of one of his victims for venom.Now he can also do the opposite and replace the venom in his body with Soraya's divine liquid.

The magic circle composed of the secret language taught by the oldest Kedile San Miluo needs to go all out.The process is very complicated.The "sacrifice" behind him followed him step by step, which got in the way.But the black-haired mage was also very helpless, because the "sacrifice" faithfully carried out the strongest desire in his mind.He had no choice but to take the "sacrifice" to another cave, and use the mirror dream crystal to refine it into a chain and temporarily seal it.

Even though he is now close to the level of "Evil Eye" French, this giant magic circle has almost exhausted all his physical and mental strength.He fell directly into the darkness from extreme exhaustion.He is alone at this moment and there is no way to recover from the intercourse of the two life forces.It took a long time to wake up slowly.

After waking up in the dark and exhausted, he remembered that he was Mason, and he felt as if he had had a long dream||dream.In his dream, he did many shameful things with Lorca but always wanted to do.This is a beauty that Mason never dreamed of before, and he just wants to indulge in it forever.Gradually, uncontrollable panic rose in his heart.Because he saw the huge magic circle in front of him—this was what he had seen in the demon's lair when he was a child.He remembered that it was used by the devil's eyes to transform the "sacrifice"!

Thinking of that terrible possibility, Mason's heart began to beat violently like a heavy hammer.He vaguely remembered what he did to Lorca.He slowly remembered everything that happened after he came to the underground cave!Mason is getting more and more panicked, everything is not a dream!Mason trembled, it wasn't a dream, it really happened!He really did those things to Lorca!He turned Lorca into a "sacrifice"!

"Loka, Loka, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Mason cried in the dark alone and bewildered.He just wanted to use the power of the devil to save Loka, but he didn't expect that both of them were swallowed by the power of the devil.

When Mason finally plucked up the courage and staggered to another cave, the impact of Roka in white robes in front of him was far more shocking to Mason than he had just seen Loka was badly wounded and bloody.Mason fell to the ground in horror, the intense pain and regret completely crushed him, "No! No! What did I do!" Mason couldn't stop trembling, his hands and feet were so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up , Mason crawled back in horror, his hands and feet were frantic, as if Lorca lying in front of him was a terrible monster.Mason whimpered and fled into the darkness that he feared most, but the darkness was everywhere and Mason had nowhere to run.His whole world fell apart.

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Mason woke up in a familiar and warm embrace.He was a little confused for a moment, and he clinged to the solid and warm leaning.But when he gradually recalled everything before and after, Mason felt that his heart was completely broken.

"I'm sorry, Lorca!" Mason hugged Lorca tightly.He knew that Lorca was able to move now because the seal of the mirror dream crystal chain had failed.But it felt so real and good.Just like countless times when he was a child, every time he was on the verge of collapse, Loka hugged himself like this.A fluke fantasy rose in Mason's heart, maybe Lorca really recovered.All this is just an unspeakable dream in a coma.

But then Mason heard a voice that shattered all his illusions.He heard Lorca whispering tenderly in his ear, "Mason, I love you. We will always be together. We will never be apart!"

Mason's tears poured out uncontrollably again.Loka lowered his head and licked his tears like a hungry animal.Mason felt the back of his head being held firmly by Loka, who kissed him from the corner of his eyes to his lips.With deep nostalgia, he kissed Mason breathlessly.

Mason let him kiss and caress.He knew that the fact was irreversible, that he had lost Lorca completely.

He knows Loka too well.He knew how much Loka loved Trista.He knew how much Lorca resented same-sex caresses.Lorca complained more than once about Palmer's "strange" sticky behavior.When he saw Palmer throwing himself into Loka's arms while drunk, Loka was so frightened that he immediately threw him out.

"I'm sorry, Lorca!" Mason was too remorseful, and the remorse turned into a sharp knife and ruthlessly cut the already broken heart one by one.

"Mason, don't you want me? I belong to you forever." Lorca whispered with longing and sadness.

Mason broke free from his arms and took a few steps back.He looked deeply at Lorca, still the handsome face he was familiar with, but full of obsession and longing, the beautiful blue pupils were dimmed, looking at him dilated and empty, extremely obsessed and empty.As if only the figure in his eyes could fill that endless void.Mason remembered those eyes once shining like sapphires in the sun.Enduring the great pain in his heart, Mason used his mental power to carefully infiltrate Lorca's spiritual world, sensing it, but he could no longer sense the familiar aura!The demon in his heart finally did what he always wanted to do!Yes, Mason clearly knew in his heart that this was what Mason himself had always wanted to do.

Yes, that's exactly what I've always wanted to do, when the thought crossed Mason's mind.Lorca stepped forward and took Mason into his arms.

Mason felt Lorca's embrace, felt the tenderness between them, Mason lay on his chest and could feel his heartbeat, his breath carried the breeze past Mason's ears, Mason couldn't help being soft all over his body, his heat was warm Looking at the sad and precarious Mason, although Mason finally got all of Loka's love as he wished, Mason knew that Loka was no longer here.

Loka, Loka, where have you been, I still accidentally hurt you!where are you?

I actually lost you!

Lorca, I'm sorry.I will do whatever it takes to get you back!

Mason kissed Lorca back, with sadness and determination.He is determined to find the perfect Loka.

Since it was a big mistake made by the power of the devil, let's make up for it with the power of the devil!

Mason decided to continue the secret technique, replacing Loka's blood with Soraya's divine liquid.He almost completed the whole process in a state of sobriety and madness intertwined.Fortunately, whether it is a sober Mason or a crazy Mason, the goal at this time is the same.They're all going to get a "perfect" Lorca.They all wanted to track down the person who dared to take Loka away. In order to sense the breath of the person who cast the curse, Mason swallowed all the poisonous blood.

This kind of transformation Mason also experienced in his childhood.But not as a "sacrifice".Mason is the Holy Body after the return of the "Master" French, and no one dares to imprint the secret spell on him.Farrer replaced Mason's whole body of blood with the "holy spring" from Kedile Mountain when little Mason was fully awake.From then on, Mason is immune to all mental || hallucinatory potions.

The entire secret technique once again exhausted all of Mason's physical strength.Mason dared to use the frenzied and powerful energy in his mental power again because he knew that a state of exhaustion and fatigue would keep him awake.During the process of this secret technique, Mason was fortunate to find that when he exerted his mental power with all his strength, his reason could also confront it without being swallowed up.

When Mason woke up from the exhausted slumber, the perfect body like a moonstone sculpture in front of him exuded a faint glow in the darkness.Loka's handsome and intoxicated face made him look like a willing sacrifice of body and mind to his god.

This is my most perfect work!This thought came to Mason's mind.But he has no joy, only boundless sorrow.Mason struggled to climb up to Loka's side, gently stroking Loka's bewitched face.In the seal of the mirror dream crystal, the touch of the skin is cold and soft, and you can faintly feel the sacred breath emanating from Soroya's liquid just by touching it.Such a touch made Mason think he was blaspheming Lorca.But then he discovered that this was the desire in his heart.

Mason did not lift the seal.He knew that the warm Loka who would tire of his tenderness was fake.And this cold Loka reminds him of the crimes he has committed.This Lorca, who is as cold as a corpse, is real in a certain sense.

The faint breath of Soroya's divine liquid reminded Mason that the magical effect of the divine liquid needed to be stimulated by the secret words of the "Book of Gaia".In fact, it doesn't matter what the secret language is. Now Mason has understood the essential state of magical energy.He knew that the secret language was just a means to help the caster enter the state.

"Lorka, I'm sorry. There is still one last step to complete." Mason picked up Loka, gently supported the back of his head, and kissed the bloodless and slightly parted thin lips.Mason's spiritual power slowly flowed in from his mouth, and slowly spread throughout the blood vessels of his whole body.Gently stimulate the spiritual effect of Soroa's divine liquid.

At this time, all the auras of Mason and Luoka are completely connected and connected. He feels that he and Luoka are bathed in the aura of Soraya's divine liquid. In fact, he also has many other ways to do it.But he just wanted to do it this way.Mason carefully controlled the spiritual power to evenly and softly stimulate the spiritual effect of Soroya's divine liquid, and this process lasted for a long time.But Mason didn't fully inspire all the auras.When Loka really returns, these magical effects will continue to integrate with Loka's body and mind in the years to come. At that time, Loka will use his own spiritual power to continuously stimulate the magical effects of the divine liquid.

Mason finishes this step intently with one long, loving kiss.In this holy breath, he felt himself and Roca merged into one.This feeling made Mason tremble slightly with happiness.During the whole process, Mason's mind has been very calm, and the huge energy in his mental power is no longer restless and violent.Like a dark ocean, completely calmed down, those evil thoughts also appeared calmly and calmly, just like his heart was originally like that.And Mason no longer feels repulsive, he completely and clearly perceives all his desires, no matter how shameful, evil, or profane.Mason smiled wryly, it really was a soul polluted by demons.Yes, all this is what I want, I am the devil itself.Although he was sad in his heart, he was very calm and calm at this moment.

The psychic effect is complete.But Mason didn't stop.He continued to kiss Luoka strangely and skillfully, and gradually released all his desires with all his heart. He kissed Luoka's whole body lightly or heavily, from head to toe.He stroked Lorca's cold body gently and roughly.These things have been done countless times when he was robbed of his sanity by the violent mental energy.But Mason felt that at this moment he only wanted to do this to Lorca while he was fully awake.If Lorca was there, he wouldn't want to, he'd beat himself up, he wouldn't even have a chance to get close to him, and he'd be thrown flying like Palmer. "I'm sorry, Lorca, please forgive my indulgence. This is your best friend, the truest Mason!"

Mason clearly recognizes his true self in total indulgence.Mason's tears kept pouring out, never stopped from the very beginning, and the tears soon covered Luoka's body with those hickey marks. He felt the joy of release, but also felt endless sadness. He was sad for Luoka, because He is being occupied by someone he doesn't love in a way he doesn't want but he can't refuse, he is also sad for himself, he loves the person in front of him with all his heart, but he can only get close and possess him by hurting the love in his heart .

Their breaths merged with each other like never before, but Mason knew clearly that the distance between them was farther than the distance between the heaven and hell of the national beliefs of the outside world.

The author has something to say:

Hey, is the power of the devil's eye a curse or a blessing?