Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

Thionene...you are afraid...my half-dead appearance can't protect you at all. He tried to calm his breath, his long light golden hair was softly wrapped around my body like silk, like a group of water plants entangled with a drowning person, it made me almost suffocate, and also made me drown.

I took a deep breath of the rosemary on his body, shook my head firmly, wrapped my arms around his slender neck, and whispered, "I will become stronger and protect you in the future."

"No, you will leave me, like everyone else." He smiled self-deprecatingly, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind.I shook my head desperately to show that I would never do this, his cold fingers suddenly tightened, embedded in my hair, and touched all the way down my spine, making my whole body numb.

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, "You have to prove that you will never betray me..."

"I swear, in the name of the gods..."

I stared at the God statue and swore word by word. Before I could finish speaking, his hand slipped in from my robe, and my ankle was caught off guard by him. He lowered his head and put his lips on my neck.I trembled all over as if being scalded, panicked for a moment, and subconsciously pushed him away, but my hands and feet were so weak.

"I don't want you to swear, my Ah Suin, I just want you to prove..." His long and narrow eyes were extremely dark, flashing a cold blue light in the night, like a lone wolf desperate for dying, eager to absorb me flesh and blood, "Prove with your body..."

"Flavitz!" I exclaimed, trying to push him away.

He grabbed my hands above my head, and a strange force erupted out of my sick body out of nowhere.He lowered his head, kissed and bit my shoulder frantically, and attacked my body with one hand.

Fear gripped my throat, and I was speechless.Flaviz is like my god, the god who saved me from hell, I don't believe that he will do anything to hurt me.But right now he's doing that.

I trembled more than he did.Struggling to get up from under him, turning over and trying to escape, he was dragged back by his legs.His smooth chest exudes high heat, and his body is hot as if it is burning,

It was terribly hard, like a weapon that could destroy me, and it made me scream out loud.

As if shaken by my shout, he hesitantly let go of his hand, his strength suddenly lost, and his body collapsed from my back, like a piece of broken rotten wood.

I immediately pushed him away, hurriedly got up from under him, and stumbled back.His expression was unpredictable under the moonlight, and the thick and unclear emotions in his eyes were surging, almost bursting.Then he stretched out his hand towards me, as if he wanted to grab me: "I beg you, don't leave me... Ah Thien!"

I dodged instinctively, and he took a shot.

In such an instant, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

I no longer stood in the temple, but suddenly arrived at the seemingly ignorant and endlessly long stairs under the temple, repeating the sprinting in the night that I will never forget, rushing forward with all my strength to the burning flame in the temple.In just a few steps, it seems to have exhausted the strength of a lifetime.

It's too late.

The ferocious tongue of flame swept across the entire temple with the force of a prairie fire, and the flames engulfed everything. In the blink of an eye, my god, my salvation, and the figure like the Son of God were instantly engulfed by the flames and turned into A twisted and crooked human figure stretched out a scorched black and haggard hand towards me in the scalding sea of ​​flames, like the desperate and persistent gesture of the undead in the river Styx.

"Flavitz...Flavitz!"

Crying hysterically, I stumbled towards him, but what I caught was a handful of ashes like charred coals.

"Ah...ah!"

I yelled and opened my eyes, dripping with cold sweat.

Realizing that I was dreaming of Flaviets again, I covered my head, which was bursting with pain.My brain was dizzy, and in a trance, I seemed to be still kneeling in that dusty temple, hugging his bones, kneeling in front of the statue and crying in remorse, hoping that the gods in the sky would return him to me.

I regret that I shouldn't have left the temple in a fit of anger, leaving Flaviz alone with a sick body, and taking his oath as an angry word.I swore loudly in front of the statue of Jupiter at that time, if Flaviz could appear in front of me again, if he was brought back from the dead, I would rather exchange my freedom for a lifetime, be locked by him, and live forever.

However, the gods naturally did not respond to me.This is the guilt of my life.

Why... remind me of this nightmare that I begged the wizard to use hypnotism to make me forget?

Forget it, Athione!Didn't you vow to let go of your past self?Seven years have passed, maybe now even if Flaviz comes back from the dead, will you still honor that oath?As a loyal Persian soldier, a devout Zoroast believer?

I questioned myself, but couldn't come up with an accurate answer.My hands clenched into fists involuntarily, and my nails were carved into my palms.I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and forced myself into a meditative state. After a while, I became a little more awake.I smelled a strong smell of wine in my mouth, but not only wine, but also some strange sweetness, which I couldn't tell what it was.

Somebody gave me something while I was passed out.

I squeezed hard on my throat, trying to force myself to spit it out.But it seems like a long time has passed since I drank it, and I just retched a few times.When my elbow touched my shoulder, I realized that the wound on my shoulder had been properly bandaged, but it was still aching.And I was replaced with a Roman Tunica 2.I can't help but frown.

I have to say that this kind of dress looks really awkward. Not only does it have no sleeves, but it is only as long as the knees, revealing the calves, just like a short skirt.

In our country, only prisoners of war and slaves wear it like this. People with status will wrap their bodies elegantly, preferably with a headscarf. It is considered rude to show their calves and bare feet in public.

What a savage and vulgar people!

I tug at Tunica's hem, startled to realize that it hides my bare ass underneath.Recalling the moment before he fainted, the blood seemed to rush to the top of his head.

I don't want to speculate that something terrible will happen while I'm in a coma, but that Roman vice-emperor Julyans is too much of a pervert who would take advantage of someone's danger.I heard that most of the heirs of the Roman royal family joined the army since childhood and were influenced by the masculinity in the army, so many of them were gay. The continuous civil strife in Rome was also partly caused by the fact that most emperors had a habit of cutting off their sleeves and had no descendants.

I touched my butt very nervously, and felt that there was nothing wrong with my lower body, and my heart was relieved.

"Pushing——"

At this moment, the sound of a bird flapping its wings suddenly came from above.

I looked up and saw a dark figure descending outside the window above which was barred with iron bars.Sensitively aware of something, I approached the wall, and with rustling sounds, a shiny object rolled down from my side, and I quickly caught it with my hand, and found a key.

My spirits lifted—my Legion really came to my rescue.

I put the key in the keyhole of the shackles, but found it was not the right number.

What's the matter, is it a door?

I glanced around and saw that there were walls on all sides.The door turned out to be directly above me.I'm in an underground prison.The door above my head was a man's height away, also covered with an iron grating, with a thick bronze lock hanging from it.

Climbing up is not a problem for me.

But if you go out rashly like this, with your hands and feet still in shackles, there is a high probability of failure to escape.How about taking the risk?The Eagle Envoy has arrived, and the higher-ups must be eager to give me some orders, and the members of the legion are also waiting.

Can't hesitate.

After weighing it secretly, I clenched my fists, leaned my back against the base of the wall, propped my feet in the corner of the wall, and moved up little by little.When I got close to the window, I tensed my calves, kicked off the wall, and flew to grab the iron grille on the window.Hooked to the window with my ankles, I hang from it like a bat, arching my body purely through the strength of my waist.I should be thankful that my waist is very flexible, even in the case of injury, it can still support my own weight.

Taking a deep breath, I jumped and grabbed the iron gate above my head with ease.

Because I was very light, I didn't make any movement.

I looked out, and there was a gloomy underground corridor outside. There was a water channel every other section on the ground. Tall stone pillars stood on both sides of the corridor, and the bases were huge stone platforms carved into heads.I recognized it as the head of Medusa.The snake-shaped hair is entangled on her head, and the deep sunken eye sockets are facing me faintly, revealing trapped despair.

I'm not going to be stuck here.

I sneered, knocked on the iron fence, and waited for a while, but it was still quiet outside.

No one guards here.

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Chapter 14 [XIII] Dangerous Mission

I shook my body, curled up my legs and hooked the iron fence, opened the iron lock, and flipped out neatly.After observing these stone pillars up and down, I tentatively stuck the shackles between the grooves formed by the complicated reliefs, and climbed up with hands and feet. After climbing a few times, I almost burst out laughing.

The guy who locked me in shackles would never have imagined that it would be a sharp weapon to help me escape.Flying over eaves and walls is what I am best at in samurai training, even better than assault killing. In the past, my adoptive father and teachers often praised me for this, which also determines that I will become the ghost in Undead Army 1, not those The most majestic black armor heavy cavalry.

After a while I climbed to the top of the porch pillar.Pushing aside the disturbing ivy on the top of my head, I leaned out from the gap between the pillars, took a deep breath of fresh air greedily, and looked up.

This long colonnade is at the back of the temple, like a python lying on the ridge, passing through the dome of the temple and extending into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

"Hkaluoraw?"

Suddenly there was a cry from below.

I took a deep breath and looked down through the gaps in the leaves.Two men equipped with waist knives rushed from one end of the corridor, followed by a tall black figure.They spoke a language I couldn't understand. They were bare-chested, with rough blue tattoos extending from their chests to their cheekbones, and exaggerated copper rings on their ears, like barbarians.

"Go and search nearby. He was given tranquilizing liquid 1, so he couldn't run very far."

The sound immediately caught my attention.It sounds eerie, like it has been burned, and every syllable makes one hear the sound of coke cracking in the flames.

I cast my eyes on the figure, watching the shadow fade away from him inch by inch.It was a tall black-haired man, the light was divided into two halves by his tall nose bridge, as if torn apart a face.Half of it is considered handsome, while the other half looms under the slanted bangs, which is extremely frightening——the burnt black skin is dry and wrinkled, covered with criss-cross cracks, as if just a light touch, This half of the face is about to peel off, revealing a bloody skeleton.

was burned.

The flames of the nightmare flooded out of my mind again, and I couldn't help seeing Yuriyans' masked face, and I couldn't help being a little dazed, but I heard a sudden sound of wings flapping above my head.

I straightened my back and let the eagle land on my shoulders.Taking a closer look, I suddenly noticed that there was a tuft of red feathers on the top of the eagle's head. It was indeed my Altaïr, a loyal comrade in arms who had accompanied me in the army for three years.It flew across the strait, from far away Persia to my side!

"Good boy..." I murmured, with mixed feelings in my heart, I reached out to touch its wings, and it rubbed my cheek affectionately with its head.

I looked around, knowing that members of my Legion were nearby, waiting for Altaïr to lead me to them.A sense of glorious mission immediately arises spontaneously in my chest.

"Okay, take me where I need to go, Altaïr!"

I whispered, raising my arms.Altaïr flew up, and I followed its figure, and saw it hovering back and forth on the dome of the temple, no longer moving forward.I knew in my heart that Altaïr was prompting me to find something, and this thing must be related to the order I received.

But now, can I successfully complete the task?

I loosened my neckline and felt a little dizzy.I heard from the ghost-faced man that I was fed some kind of sedative liquid. I don't know what the hell it is, but I can guess that it is a poison that can restrict people's movements.

Maybe it was because I sweated profusely in my dream just now, and part of the effect of the medicine was drained, so I have the strength to move.

You have to hold on!I bit my arm hard.The pain temporarily dispelled the dizziness and made me more aware.

Altaïr landed on the dome and flapped his wings at me anxiously.I hurriedly wiped off the sweat from my forehead, and crawled along the corridor to the dome.Due to the restrictions of the shackles, it was extremely difficult for me to move above these pillars. I could only rely on my elbows and knees to maintain my balance, otherwise I would accidentally fall through the gaps between the pillars.If I could get rid of these hateful bonds at this time, I could walk on the ground on any building, and no one could easily catch me.But right now, I am no different from a disabled person, and I am a disabled person who is being hunted down.

Sad enough.

I laughed self-deprecatingly.At this time, there was some movement around, accompanied by a few dogs barking, and several figures ran from below me towards the dense forest, followed by those huge wolf dogs.Fortunately, I ran up here, otherwise I might be overtaken by the dog within a few meters.

After the pursuers ran into the forest, I continued to climb towards the dome of the temple, and climbed to its top along the stone pillars that ran through the entire temple from bottom to top.Its structure is similar to that of a traditional Greek-style temple, with a hemispherical top, and through some arched skylights, molten firelight leaks out from inside.

Following Altaïr, I climbed to the back of the temple, directly above a stone ledge.Through the gaps in the stone pillars, I saw a spacious stone room with a stone bed in the middle. It was very dark inside, but a ray of moonlight made me see a black garment on the stone bed. Above it was a lock. Zijia exudes a faint cool blue luster.

Is it the perverted clothes?

Here must be what I seek, and the key to my shackles!

I looked around and saw no one around, so I slid down the stone pillar, rolled into the stone room, and reached out to search for the black cloak.I found a heavy key and a dagger.It grabs my full attention.It was a Persian-style half-moon dagger, the handle was made of white ivory, the handle was engraved with sun, moon and star totems, and a rare sunstone was embedded on the top, shining brightly in the dark.

I looked at it in shock, holding my breath.

If I remember correctly, this thing is called the Sunshine Light, and it is a royal treasure.

The only time I saw it was when I followed my adoptive father into the palace to participate in a court ceremony. When the holy priestess delivered the oracle to His Majesty the king, I used it to collect blood from the sacrificed animals, and then it was sealed. Holy Fire Altar.How could it fall into the hands of this person?It's incredible!

I don't know... is there anything else I need to get on this guy.

With this question in mind, I rummaged through his bed again. Under a stone pillow, I found a piece of damp cloth.When I pulled it out, I was shocked to find that it was the loincloth that was torn off from me.

The top is sticky, and upon closer inspection, one can see that it is soaked in an ambiguous and suspicious white liquid.

——And that liquid never came from me.

Suddenly, as if being scalded, I threw it aside, and goose bumps burst out all over my body.

What that guy did with him...it was obvious.

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Chapter 15 [XIV] Evil Sacrifice

Altaïr pecked at my finger before I regained my composure.I immediately tied the sun light around my waist, carefully covered the glowing gem, and opened the shackles on my hands and feet with the key.Freed from the ghost that has trapped me for so long, I feel like I've been born again.It eased me quite a bit from the lingering nausea.I took a long breath, moved my limbs, and my muscles and bones made a rattling sound.

Just as he was about to exit the stone chamber along the original road, suddenly there were several dog barks from the back of the temple, mixed with people's yelling.I knew I had to choose another way out.I looked out of the other window of the stone room, and found that the outside was the high-level corridor of the temple, with stone railings on the outside, and the white stone pillars standing in a row cast shadows under the moonlight, which was quite suitable for concealing the body.I tiptoed out, and the cat waist quickly sneaked.

After a certain distance in the darkness, as we got closer to the window emitting light from the fire, some unusual sounds came faintly, like a group of people whispering, like chanting a spell.

As if frightened by something, Altaïr suddenly flew out from between the stone pillars, I was taken aback, but fortunately no one noticed the small movement it made.Altaïr is a well-trained military raptor, and he will never be easily frightened by anything.Unable to hold back the doubts that popped up in my heart, I cautiously approached the window.

The inside is dark and confusing, and it is a typical circular pool. There are three layers of stone steps from the inside to the outside. From the depth to the shallow, it seems to be an altar.The altar is surrounded by stone pillars with torches embedded on them, and the water in the pool is filled with mist and sparkling.A few indistinct human figures emerge from the dim light of the fire, both real and illusory, like ghosts and ghosts.

The water mist rushed towards my face with the wind, and what penetrated my nostrils was a strong, sweet and greasy bloody smell, which instantly made me dizzy and felt tight in my chest.

I am no stranger to the smell of human blood.Looking closely, there is no water in the pool, it is clearly a pool of blood that is so red that it is almost black.

I knew I should leave this weird place quickly.At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow, and the fog in the altar was blown thinner a lot.Now I was able to see clearly that there were several naked people standing in the pool of blood, each holding a white spherical container filled with blood.It was a human skull.

But this is not what surprised me the most, but the pair of men and women surrounded by them.

The man lowered his head, his hair was soaked in blood, like a clump of thorns wrapped around his naked pale body.Under him, a young girl stretched out her plump body, her slender legs tightly wrapped around his waist, and a bird-blue boa constrictor nestled in her underworld, wriggling its head and tail following her ups and downs.

I stared there dumbfounded, and my ears felt hot.

Obviously he was doing such a thing, but the half of his face exposed under his mask was like an ice sculpture, half kneeling motionless in the pool of blood, completely different from the bewildered expression of the woman below him, like Narcissus 1 The absolutely beautiful statue is so ascetic and glamorous, only the slightly slippery Adam's apple reveals the fact that he is still a body of flesh and blood.

I can tell that this is not an ordinary scene of obscenity, but a reproductive worship ritual of a certain sect.

I once looked through some scriptures in the library of the imperial palace and saw relevant records.Reproductive worship is a special kind of sacrifice, not for reproduction or lust, but for summoning gods and absorbing divine power.It is usually carried out by the priest choosing the sacrifice.Legend has it that reproduction is the process of reincarnation of the dead into adults, and the ritual of reproductive worship has the power to revive the dead and prolong the life of the decayed.

It's just... the ritual assisted by blood must summon evil gods.

With those obscure and complicated ancient Persian texts lingering in my mind, I stared at Yulyans' body in the mist like a maniac, unable to move my eyes, my whole body was hot, and my heart was beating wildly.I can't deny that I was aroused by this scene with a strong sense of voyeurism.I was attracted, but not by the man and woman making peace, not by the woman, but by Julyans——I actually felt that his appearance was full of charm.

God Ahura will surely punish me for this.

I committed lust, against a man, a heretic.

I took a deep breath uneasy.At this moment, I saw Julyans, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a gleaming dagger, and quickly wiped the neck of the woman under him, and she immediately convulsed under him, Thick blood gurgled from her swan-like neck.She raised her head with eyes that were about to burst, but there was a strangely satisfied smile on her face, as if she was in a fairyland.

A man next to him knelt down, put the blood into the human skull held in his hand, and handed it to Yulyans' mouth. He raised his neck and drank it.

Lines of blood flowed down his slender neck that was almost snow-colored, like a curse totem drawn with blood on a piece of parchment by an invisible wizard's hand, it was magnificent and deadly.

This scene seemed to have an invisible magic power, which made me almost stupefied watching it.It wasn't until Yulyans drank the blood from the skull, then grabbed the knife and slashed open the woman's chest, and stretched out his hand to pull out the bloody heart, that I was suddenly startled and woke up.

The bloody and weird scene that followed made me, a soldier who is used to fighting on the battlefield, a little disgusted.

Several people in the altar actually divided and ate the woman's heart.Yulyans ate the most.It’s unbelievable that he was doing such a horrible thing while riding on a corpse, but his posture was graceful and self-possessed, he chewed slowly, as if he was participating in a noble banquet in the palace, not even a little blood spilled from his mouth .

Enduring intense discomfort, I turned around, and I saw Altaïr's silver eyes staring at me.Its sharp beak almost touched the tip of my nose.I was so startled that I bumped my head against the wall behind me and it pecked my nose hard.It was so painful that I almost suspected it was trying to bite off the bridge of my nose.

But Altaïr was saving me, and he sensed a sinister aura lingering in this area more keenly than I did.I was bewildered, and Altaïr was frightened. It can be seen how evil this power is, so I must leave quickly.

And the moment I moved my footsteps, something cold touched the back of my neck, and a thin hissing sound pierced into my eardrum.

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Chapter 16 [XV] Falling into the Trap

My back suddenly went stiff.

It was a snake, perhaps the one around Yulyans' neck.In this situation, you can't act rashly for the time being, and you will be easily attacked if you move.You can't see the snake's seven inches, so you can't rush to make a move.I didn't move, and with one hand I touched the sun light on my waist, but Altaïr was immediately aroused the instinct of a bird of prey, it stretched its neck in lightning, and the bird's beak bit the snake's body.

I groaned inwardly, put my hands on the ground, half-kneeled and slid away, the snake really bit me like an arrow off the string.With sharp eyes and quick hands, I turned my wrist, and the sharp edge of the sun's light slashed towards its wide bloody mouth.With a snap, the snake's head fell to my feet.Thick blood sprayed straight towards my face, I threw away the body of the headless snake, but felt a sudden sharp pain in my calf, which made my knees go limp.

Altaïr lunged at me, grabbed the thing that attacked me in one bite, and threw it aside.

The snake head has been separated from the snake body, but still retains the instinct to bite, I failed to take this into consideration.Awful.This is like a blue tree python, with its strong poison, the blood flow will accelerate the poison, and I will die within ten steps.Misfortunes never come singly, the front and back of the corridor were blocked by dozens of people.They were all fully armed, with shining weapons in their hands.

I know I can't escape, but Altaïr can.

"Altaïr, get out of here, go report and send someone to save me!" I snorted, hesitated, and threw the Sunshine Light to it—even though it was my only weapon of self-defense, it was a precious one. National treasures and missions are always more important than my personal safety, and I cannot let it fall back into the hands of the enemy.

Altaïr widened his eyes worriedly, dawdling, refusing to take away the Sunshine Light, I gave it a hard slap, "Get lost, this is an order!"

The moment it flapped its wings and took off with a whirring sound, a tall figure approached, it was the man with the ghostly face.He grabbed my arm and dragged me into the stone palace, straight into the foggy bathroom.The altar looked empty, and there was no one there. It seemed that the weird sacrifice had ended because of my appearance.

I don't know what the ghost-masked man is bringing me here for, but I can't struggle, so I can only let him throw me into the altar like a dead body.

The thick, sweet blood instantly flooded my nose and mouth, I struggled a few times, and my feet, which were still a little conscious, touched the bottom of the pool.This pool is only waist deep, which is the only thing I am grateful for.I struggled to swim to the edge of the pool purely with my waist strength, leaned against the pool wall, and allowed the lower part of my body to float out of the water.I leaned my neck back and took a deep breath, groped for the knee of the injured leg that was gradually becoming paralyzed, and pressed tightly on the wound on my ankle.

A ray of moonlight cast on my face from the top of my head made me grasp a sliver of calmness in the sudden panic, Altaïr will definitely find rescue, I have to delay as much as possible, so as not to let myself die here .

I must try to get Yuriyans to save me, this snake belongs to him, he must have a way to cure me

Thinking of this, I blinked my blurred eyes and looked around.When I saw the scene in my altar in the dim light, I almost lost my soul on the spot.

Yuriyans was right across from me.He tilted his head up and leaned against the wall of the pool, his red hair covered half of his body out of the water, making him look like a floating corpse entangled in red algae, his pale body glistening in the thick blood of the pool Exuding a coquettish and glamorous luster.As if he really died, he was so quiet, as if he didn't notice or care about my arrival at all.

Though I know that's impossible, he's probably performing one of the last rites of that reproductive ritual.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped my heart, but my gaze was still attracted by the magnet, and focused on the metal mask covering his face.

The mask is so close, it seems like you can touch it.

My heart was beating so fast, an uncontrollable impulse surged from my fingertips to my head, driving me like a walking dead to approach the past uncontrollably.

By the time I realized it, I had already stretched out my hand towards the mask.

It was too late for regret and self-control, as soon as my fingers touched the cold metal surface, my wrist was suddenly tightly grasped.I was taken aback, and my body was caught off guard and pulled forward.There was a splash of water, and the cold mask was almost stuck on my face.

In the black hole of the eye, a pair of blue-purple demon pupils shone like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, squinting into a line.

I just woke up like a dream, pushed him away suddenly, staggered and clung to the pool wall behind me, my body was already half weak, and one leg was completely numb.

"What's the matter, little Persian wildcat...?" He chuckled abruptly.The voice was dark and misty, like a ghost floating in the mist, "You seem to be suffering?"

"Ask knowingly." I gritted my teeth, the desire to survive hammered my nerves hard, making my brain buzz.The reflection in the blood was psychedelic, and for a moment I felt like I was just trapped in a nightmare.If this was just a dream, I would pray to God to let me wake up quickly, but unfortunately it didn't happen.

It can be judged that Juliyans may come to the rescue, he will not let me die like this, otherwise he will not buy me and lock me up, but I can't take chances on this—if he intends to let me die I became a sacrifice and faced the same experience as that woman just now, which was a hundred times more terrifying than being bitten to death by a snake.

Yuriyans looked at me for a while, smiled silently, and approached me slowly from the pool.

His figure was almost unreal in the hazy mist, his mask glowed with a cold light, and his body was as white as ice and snow in the dark blood, so that the blood stained by him seemed to be condensed, together with my breath and gaze.

It's hard for me not to pay attention to his body. I'm afraid it's impossible for anyone to do it.

I couldn't help but admit that Julyans' naked body was as beautiful as if carved by the hand of a god.

His figure is slender and tall, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, and a graceful neckline, with an innate elegance, but not feminine at all. The tight and tough muscle lines on his chest, abdomen and arms are full of the tension that belongs to a warrior. It is wild and untamed, like a statue of a god that hides the evil power of demons and demons.

I suddenly had a terrible feeling.It seemed that if he tore open this beautiful human skin, a bloodthirsty serpent would emerge from it, tightly twisting the human body, swallowing the skin and flesh whole without leaving any bones.

As he approached, I caught a glimpse of a snake shadow crawling under his waist, and I was terrified, so I quickly looked down at him.On his lower abdomen, under a strand of wet and thick pubic hair, there seemed to be a triangular head floating in the blood, hiding murderous intent.Then I realized it might be his genitals, but it really looked more like a snake.I stared there vigilantly, for fear of being attacked again.

"Where are your eyes... looking?" He suddenly laughed lowly, his voice hoarse and almost seductive.

Worried about the poisonous snake hidden on his body, my body shrank back, but there was no way to retreat.He was like a boa constrictor approaching quietly, and I was a dying prey on the shore.Soon he approached me, his arms wrapped around my waist like a flexible and deadly snake, and firmly restrained me on the pool wall.

He bent down, his pale naked body was close at hand, a bewitching fragrance went straight into my nostrils, and the blood dripped down my jaw in strings, falling drop by drop on my neck.At such a close distance, the atmosphere was so ambiguous and viscous, it reminded me of the loincloth covered with semen, the uncontrollable heat from the ears to the cheeks, a sense of panic and shame suddenly overwhelmed me. I am surrounded.

"I didn't look at you, just beware of the poisonous snake on your body." I took a deep breath, my throat trembling.As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I felt as if I was trying to cover up. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to look calm: "I was bitten by your snake, can you save me?"

God knows how much I hate to turn to my enemies, but there is no other way.

"My snake?" Julyans' face was very close, and the corners of his lips curled up narrowly. "Usually, it stays on me obediently, unless someone teases it..."

I wish I didn't understand the erotic undertones in his words, but my face must have given me away.My blood seemed to be boiling under my skin, and I was running a fever and sweating profusely.The numbness climbed up from the legs to the waist.Even with buoyancy, I need to use my hands to support me so that I won't slip into the water.

That damned skirt-like tunica was floating on the water, and I had to reach out like a woman to cover the skirt, so that my naked lower body would not be exposed to Yulyans' eyes.

"Can you...can you save me?" I squeezed out a few words between my teeth, and stared at him fiercely to hide the strong sense of embarrassment in my heart, "If you can't, kill me with a knife, give me a good time !"

"Why would I do that? Wouldn't it be a waste of money to kill a beauty like you?"

Yuriyans snorted softly, half-closed his eyelids, his pupils were deep and dark, his expression seemed to be tasting alcohol, and there was a danger of hiding a knife in his smile.I couldn't move back, my jaw was caught in his hand.He leaned close to my cheek, his moist red lips slightly parted: "To be honest, you really surprised me. You can still escape in shackles and locked in a dungeon... Tell me, where are you going to escape? Where are you going?"

The familiar words hit my ears, and a palpitation hit my chest.

tbc

Chapter 17 [XVI] Strange Demon Body

Ah Thien... where are you going to escape to?

Don't leave me, don't leave me!You must not leave this temple... ever!

弗拉