defilement

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It was just dawn, and the little monk was cleaning the confession room. There was a knock on the door that was far away. It was a very rhythmic sound, but the confession room was far away from the door. Strangely, the little monk ran to the door.

----There is really a knock on the door!The little monk quickly opened the door, and there stood a tall and strong man wearing the light armor of the Knight of Light. This man lowered his head and took off his helmet, revealing his golden face!Dazzling like the sun, and his face is as radiant and majestic as a mural of a god. His face is very young, and there is a faint gentle smile on his face. This does not damage his majesty, but makes people admire and respect him. "Please pay your respects to the bishop of your branch." His tone was also gentle and forceful.

"I... I'm very honored..." The little monk realized that there were two rows of knights in bright light armor behind him. They all got off their horses and stood neatly five feet away. God knows how the knights in full armor couldn't even have a horseshoe Approaching the Holy See without making a sound, the little friar rubbed his hands on his abdomen and performed the most standard etiquette as much as possible.

At this moment, the old bishop also arrived, and tremblingly welcomed the knights into the door.The little monk is ignorant, he can tell, isn't the leading knight Sir Arthur, the former head of the Knights of Light!I think Lord Arthur presided over his quarterly exam back then!

Bishop's living room

The old bishop, Arthur and the vice-captain were seated separately.

"Excuse me, the secret mirror was damaged during this mission, and I can't contact the Holy See. I want to borrow the secret mirror." Arthur smiled and bowed his head slightly to express his apology.

Arthur accepted the task of the Holy See and went to the extreme north to kill the dragon.It's okay not to know about Muir.

The old bishop looked worried: "Master Arthur, I heard that the Son of Muir disappeared during the quarterly exam! He has not found it yet." He took out his secret mirror and handed it to Arthur. Only then can it be used. Although the old bishop is not strong and the location of the Holy See is remote, as a district bishop, he still has this necessary means of communication.

"Oh?" Arthur restrained his face and frowned. He took the mirror and scratched his index finger with blood to draw a circle on the palm-sized mirror. Press your index finger on the mirror, close your eyes, and put your mind into it.

Using the secret mirror consumes a lot of mind and energy. The old bishop can usually use three breaths, and usually he can't hold it until the Holy See responds. But now it's daylight and Arthur hasn't seen the end yet. Lord Arthur!The old bishop shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to disturb him, because the accompanying deputy captain was staring at him vigilantly.

Arthur opened his eyes, his complexion was as usual, but it became a little rosier from sitting for a long time, and there was no sign of exhaustion, "Thank you." He said, smiling again, and handed back the secret mirror as he spoke.

"No, no, it's my honor!" the old bishop said hastily.And personally sent people to the door.

"My lord, shall we go directly to the Nether Forest?" the vice-captain asked in a low voice, and Arthur got on his horse, his voice still sounded like a smile: "No, let's go back to the Holy See first."

"But Son of Muir..." the vice-captain frowned.They were all the main force of the Knights of Light. As Arthur left the Knights of Light and joined the Knights of the Muir Son, Muir was the core and responsibility for them. Can be reduced to a laughing stock!

"I said, go back to the Holy See first." Arthur said indifferently, shook the reins lightly and left. The vice-captain didn't dare to say more. The knight team of about [-] people came and left quietly.

In the magic hall

Yakemohe sat leaning on the throne, and all kinds of images flashed above the dark purple main hall, killing, blood, filth, prostitution, death... There are various forms in the world, as long as people who pray to Yakemohe They can all appear, but due to the many evil thoughts in human nature, there are almost millions of people in this kind of light screen every second, and the light screen is directly rippling and rolling like colorful oh oh dirty water, and the naked eye can't see the content clearly.

Yakemohe was distracted, he didn't pay attention to the usually interesting light screen at all, he was thinking about what his subordinates said.

a few minutes ago

"How do you get someone who hates you to believe in you?" he troubled.

"Your Majesty the Demon God, wherever your divine light reaches, everyone bows down to worship!" the subordinate enthusiastically said.

"Hmm..." Yakemohe nodded dispensably, and asked again: "I want to know how to make a person who believes in the God of Light believe in me."

"This, this, my subordinate...maybe I should..." The subordinate finally came up with an idea after pondering for a long time. Although he didn't know why His Majesty the Demon God asked this question, it must have a very deep and serious intention!

In the small confined space, Muir pulled the curtain, trying to tear an exit.

The curtains were slipping like water, and Muir leaned against the curtains with a bright flame he could barely manage.

, the dark purple curtain melts like ice into a fist-sized jelly, and the outside world cannot be seen from the hole. However, this first-level light technique can only last for two breaths, and the cooling time takes three breaths, while the curtain recovery time is two breaths!This is already the slowest reply time he found, it's still useless!Muir thought angrily, but his anger didn't show on his face at all, he just lowered his eyes.The demeanor of the Son of God for many years has long been deeply embedded in his bones.

Sensing the approach of the heretic force, Muir adjusted his sitting posture, and the demon god finally didn't have another convulsion, and he was quietly floating above the big bed~, with a normal arrogant and lazy expression!

"Muir, do you want to get out from here?" His voice was quite majestic without lowering his voice, and he habitually let go of his aura. The dark and oppressive aura was as oppressive as it was substance, making it difficult for Muir to breathe. He nodded.

"Then, let's play a game!" Seeing Muir's pale face, Yakemohe silently put away his power, and followed what his subordinates said: three points for seriousness, three points for fanaticism, three points for temptation, and one point for temptation. He said in a low voice, "The test of human nature!"