god's bride

Doreen is Valentina's vicious doppelgänger, she has all of Valentina's knowledge and memories.In Ms. Wisdom's lengthy and complicated memories, that night was particularly different. Perhaps the entire Lanis Continent could survive the catastrophe, thanks to that night. Valentina discovered a certain corner in the west of the continent. There is the energy fluctuation of the 'book' that he has been tracking down.

About [-] years ago, Valentina noticed the energy fluctuations from outside the continent. Afterwards, the 'Book' continued to carry out small-scale activities in various parts of the mainland, which shouldn't have aroused Valentina's attention.However, these activities completely distorted the will of the intelligent race. Although they did not cause large-scale casualties, the power and intention of the 'book' they showed were enough to attract his attention.

If the 'book' is allowed to fully interpret the content of the story, Lanis Continent will fall into silence and dead stillness.

The first anomaly was a small orange-red dot that suddenly floated in the southwest of the mainland when viewed from God's Domain to the mainland.This is very eye-catching on the Lanis continent that has fallen into silence.

Valentina knew that a big fire should have ignited in that area, but in the southwestern area where there are few people, few mages or aliens set foot, let alone light such a high flame, close to the Moonlight Forest, the Elven King's Court Impossible not to stop.

So--

Valentina understands, still the 'book' activity.

But unfortunately, when the wise lady who just woke up from a deep sleep noticed the abnormality, the flame had already burned to the end, and it was extinguished before Valentina arrived, leaving only acrid smoke in the night sky and being swept by the cool wind .

There are more than a dozen huts built of stone or hardwood, a small village.

From a distance, it was dark, and there were no lights in the windows of any house. Only the sparks in the center that had not been extinguished showed a little scarlet light, vaguely outlining the outline of the big mulberry tree next to it.

In the night wind, the pungent smell of smoke, the smell of burnt wood, and the decaying breath of death that seemed to come from the sea of ​​giants were mixed together, rising slowly and slowly.At this moment, those who lived in this land not so long ago have fallen into an eternal sleep.

Valentina followed reason for a long time. After entering the realm of God, she stripped off her 'humanity', leaving only the 'divinity' that is higher than emotion, and there are very few things that can shake her.

However, at this moment, when he saw dozens of corpses lying on the muddy ground, he felt a little bit of regret.

Old people, young adults, children...

From the outside, the villagers of this village have not suffered fatal injuries, but the souls in their bodies have disappeared-they are completely dead.

Their lives were taken away by the story rules of the "book", and they may be just a group of insignificant supporting roles in the story, so no matter what kind of people, stories and lives they have, they are all reduced to stepping stones for the smooth progress of the story.

Perhaps because the story here is over, Valentina did not find traces of the 'book'.

but--

In the thickest part of the smoke, where the sparks had not been extinguished, a charred and blackened hardwood stood on the ground.Through the smoke, Valentina could see traces of twine remaining on the hardwood.

So everything is very clear—another supporting character in the story, who was bound on this rough execution platform, was devoured by the abnormal flame, leaving only...

Valentina entered.

Among the ruins, there is a handful of gray-white dust.

Valentina smelled the breath of life and soul in it, which was burnt from the flesh of human beings--the ashes.

Only a strange fire can completely incinerate a human body into ashes. However, those villagers lying on the ground have meager magic power. Only one young man has accepted the knight's engraving, but his magical aptitude is mediocre. No one can release high-level alchemy. A strange fire that can only be captured by a magician.

It is also the handwriting of the 'book'.

It seems that in the story, what happened in this village still has a certain degree of importance.

Valentina squatted down and touched some ashes of unknown person with her hand. Just as her fingers touched it, she suddenly felt a tingling pain like an electric shock, and a painful scream came into her head.

"Ho...ho..."

The owner of the voice sounded very weak, and the roars seemed to be coming out of his/her heart, and the painful filaments wrapped around Valentina's little finger, just like the green threads sticking out when the forest pulp withered, the pain The meaning goes with it, but it doesn't hurt to Valentina.

No doubt the 'book' miscalculated.

This supporting character who should have died on the stake, although his body has been annihilated into a pile of ashes, his soul still tenaciously survived.

But the imprint of death is engraved on it, and this person is still on the verge of death, and he/she is still stubbornly and tenaciously resisting.

The two laws of life and death are constantly revolving in the soul. Death has just gained the upper hand, but life is suppressed again. The two laws attack each other, and there is no end to death.

It was the first time Valentina saw a person who barely survived in the hands of the 'book', and she intuitively told this god who had been troubled by the 'book' for a long time, that this might be an opportunity to solve it.

Valentina injected divine power, and the soul that had been stubbornly resisting finally showed its original appearance.

——It was a teenager who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with black hair and black eyes, his eyes were bloodshot from the pain, and his skin was as pale as bones.

Standing staggeringly, the unextinguished fire was still climbing on his legs.

"Hey..." The boy stared at Valentina, as if he wanted to say something. Valentina waited quietly for a while, but saw him pinch her neck after a while.

Valentina: "You are dumb."

The young man nodded.

That's right, even if you have broken free from the shackles of the body, the habits of more than ten years have already affected the soul in turn.The youth in the soul state can speak, but in his cognition, he is still a mute, so he can't speak.

The young man's condition was very bad, and Valentina knew that it was amazing that he could stand up now - the flames still burned his soul, and the imprint of death hurt him all the time.If Valentina slept for a little longer, even if it was only one more day, the soul that escaped from the 'book' would completely dissipate when the sun fell on the second day.

Fortunately, he found out.

"Would you like to be my servant of God?" Valentina stood up and looked at him. His body was two meters high, and the dark black horns of a goat hovered above his head.

The person in front of him has silver-white hair and emerald green pupils, a color that can be associated with beautiful things at a glance.The little mute endured great pain and looked at him. He knew that it was not a human being, nor was it an ordinary elf. After the awkward and obscure word 'God Servant' was uttered by the other party, the little mute understood.

—that was a god.

"Hey—" I would.

But even cruel demons and even evil gods are no big deal, the little mute thought to himself, he has nowhere to go, and understands how short the countdown to life is than anyone else, and the scythe of death is always hanging above his neck, just waiting for time When the moment comes cut off his head.

He has no choice.

The thing that played with him maliciously, that wiggled theirs like a marionette, that ruined the little mute's future life, and ruined Jenner's village—

Tongues of angry flames scorched the heart, whispering in the little mute's head like a demon of lust.

"Why is it you, why is it Chenna Village?"

"Why is your fate being manipulated by that thing like a stage play?"

"It - what qualifications does it have to decide your fate!"

For the first time in his life, the little mute longed for power so desperately, he longed for all the power that could kill that thing.

He is so painfully aware that if he has no power, even if he just wants to be an ordinary person who does not eat frost beast meat, when people with power need it, he, they, will become victims at any time. There will be a next time - this is mortal!

If possible, the little mute is willing to sacrifice his soul, as long as it dies!As long as it dies!

Valentina looked at the boy's distorted face because of anger: "Your body|body has been destroyed, if you want to live—"

He stretched out his finger, and a brown nightingale flew over, with its lonely claws standing on it.Nightingale's eyes were inorganic, and the little mute didn't see any signs of life inside.

"This is a nightingale that just died. It's a pity and luck. You can use it to live, but once you are possessed inside, you will become a foreign race forever."

Valentina didn't say much, her emerald eyes were gentle, as if she was asking the little mute: Are you willing?

The little mute stared at the palm-sized nightingale, and nodded slowly and cautiously.

As long as he can.

only--

"Hey..." They.

The little mute looked at one corpse after another on the ground.Ron Moore was also among them. He would not have come back at this time, just because he missed the last college enrollment due to injury. Ron Moore came back before the enrollment this time to ensure that the little dumb can Successfully participated in the selection.

But Ron Moore probably didn't expect that this is a journey without a return ticket, and his body will be imprisoned in this dark land forever and become a nutrient.

"I'll bury them, poor people," said Valentina, waving her fingers at the mute.

The little mute felt a strange attraction emanating from Nightingale's body, and he couldn't help but staggered forward a few steps.The next second, the world was spinning, and when he opened his eyes again, the little mute found that everything seemed bigger and wider. His heavy soul finally found a home, light and light, and the divine power wrapped him, which relieved most of his pain in an instant. .

The threat of death was dispelled in an instant, and then a lot of exhaustion surged up.Nightingale, who was holding onto Valentina's fingers, shook slightly, her little head softened little by little, and finally softened completely. She was held by Valentina's palm and fell into a deep sleep.

"I'm going to take him away, why don't you come and see?"

After burying the villagers' bodies and erecting a monument, Valentina did not leave immediately, but spoke to the shadow.

In the deep darkness, only the whistling of the night wind could be heard.

Suddenly, something seemed to be dragged on the ground, and there was a sound of rubbing against it.

As the sound drew nearer, a not-so-pleasant silhouette loomed in the darkness.

Valentina's vision would not be obstructed by the dim light, so she had already seen it clearly—it was a creature, or monster, that looked like a wild dog.The purple-green vines that seem to be attached to venom make up its skin. Valentina knew that even through the vines, only air could be seen. This is a creature with only a skin and a hollow core, but its There is a scarlet gem floating in the head the size of a magic ball.

It may have gone through some kind of fierce struggle before, the vines that make up its limbs were torn apart, and limply drooped on the ground, its head was smashed into a big hole, and the cold wind was blowing in - without its limbs, it crawled over, Therefore, the vines in the lower abdomen were also worn out enough, leaving deep black and deep purple stains on the ground.

Such a creature, even a well-informed monster expert would be disgusted with it, not to mention its rough and disgusting appearance, but the unpleasant smell on its body is enough to make people shy away.Valentina didn't have any abnormal expressions, and with just one glance, he recognized its origin from its tainted and twisted soul.

In the center of the Elven King's Court is a mother tree that has the same lifespan as the mainland. The roots of the mother tree take root in the ground and go deep into the darkest place, forming a reflection.There, you can meet any of the most disgusting and ugliest creatures in the world. The dark elements are frighteningly active, feeding rotten fruits that grow upside down on the roots.The reflection of the mother tree inherited the dark side of the mainland, but it has been very peaceful. This is the first time Valentina has seen something inside crawl to the ground.

However, this is also excusable--

All creatures are chasing light.

The eyes of the little monster are two funny-shaped pebbles, which are attached to the vines, so heavy that it seems that it will bring its whole head to the ground in the next second.Now it raised its head as best it could, and fixed its eyes on the nightingale in Valentina's hand.

Valentina caught a glimpse of the flame-scorched marks on its limbs and back: "Before I came, you stayed by his side."

The little monster replied with a voice very similar to the little mute: "Ho."

Valentina heard in it pain and sorrow, as well as anger and hostility.A portion of the enmity was directed against Him.

He probably also understood what happened. When the little mute was bound to the stake for execution, the little monster must have wanted to save him, but when the story was going on, how could the 'book' allow foreign things to intervene.The completely broken limbs, the crumbling head with a big hole, and the deep or shallow scars on the body are the proof that the little monster is trying to break in.

After the story ended, the 'book' left and the barrier opened wide, but the fire hadn't been completely extinguished yet, so the little monster jumped on it, and of course it couldn't escape being burnt.

Completely hide before the enemy comes, and wait for the opportunity to kill with one blow, but the little monster probably didn't expect that it was a god who came, just standing there, so overwhelmingly powerful that it was firmly pressed to the ground and could not move.But fortunately, the god did not come with hostility. On the contrary, he saved the little mute, albeit in an unacceptable way.

Now, the little mute was rescued, but the little monster became more and more hostile to Valentina—it saw his intention to take the little mute away.

"If I don't take him, he will die."

The little monster roared ferociously, trying to stick out the vines to attack, but it was too weak due to previous injuries, the vines stood in the air, and then hung down limply, which was completely funny.

"The 'book' has left an irreversible imprint of rules on his soul. Without me, without the suppression of God's Domain, sooner or later the imprint will engulf him." Regardless of whether this hostile little monster can understand or not, Valentina is patient explain.The new monster that climbed out from the shadow of the mother tree actually intersected with an ordinary human in the border area, and the friendship was deep, which even He could not help but marvel at——Valentina didn't want to destroy their communication, but He had to, "Stay Here, when the 'book' finds him, he will still die again, without any resistance."

The little monster still refused to relax.

Valentina finally spoke the brutal truth: "You, too, didn't."

—could not even break into the scaffold where he was tortured.

This sharp remark obviously pierced through the ferocity and paranoia of the little monster. It endured again and again, and finally let out a miserable howl. The mucus dripped on the withered yellow grass, scalding one after another hard-to-heal scars. And these scars were undoubtedly replicated on it—the heart that didn't exist.

The torn vines exposed its hollow and weak interior, like a pile of weeds that can be kicked away at will, and it has no backhand power when facing the enemy.

I could only bump, bump, helplessly bumping against the invisible barrier, even if I made a big hole in my head, I didn't move forward even a step.

In this way, it can only struggle helplessly, while looking at it with those funny 'eyes' - the eyes picked out by the little dumb.

Its little mute, its human, was burned at the stake by his beloved family.

"You are too weak." Valentina sighed. "This continent is too weak. No one can stop 'Book' except me. You should remember this name. Of course, it is just a code name, the meaning of the word book. It's a good thing."

The little monster was still staring at the sleeping nightingale paranoidly. If it had a pair of human eyes, it would have been filled with tears of pain. If it had a pair of human hands, it could hold the little bird in its palm.

But it's just a bunch of vines now, disgusting, foul-smelling vines.

The little monster can no longer process the information collected by various 'organs', it can't even comprehend the current situation correctly and comprehensively.

The little mute was going to be taken away, and they had to separate.

But what does that mean?

Like the most complicated and difficult arcane model on the mainland, the little monster tried to find even one solution, but found it unacceptable.

But it was too weak, so weak that the gods on the opposite side showed expressions of pity.

"It's not your fault. Now I have to take him away."

Valentina stared at the newborn reflection monster: "There are many beautiful things on the mainland, welcome to the ground."

This is the end of this memory.

At that time, Doreen hadn't been born from the quicksand galaxy, she just discovered this paragraph when she was reading Valentina's memory according to her habit, because the configuration of the three protagonists in the memory is really strange-a god, the human who killed the god in the future , a monster crawling out of the reflection of the mother tree.She remembers it well.

The state of the soul that Valentina had seen more, she also remembered.

Therefore, after only one meeting, Doreen discovered the weak and weak monster of that night—the beautiful human being in front of her.

"You're really persistent." Doreen sighed, "After so many years, you can't wait to chase after you as soon as you put on human skin."

"Did that little bastard recognize you? You have changed so much that I almost couldn't recognize you. Fortunately, your disgusting soul has been the same for thousands of years."

Monsters put on human skins are not as funny and weak as they were thousands of years ago.Its flesh|body is well-filled, with bones, internal organs, and blood, all the things that ordinary humans should have; it has learned human language, etiquette, has a moving voice, and blurts out lingering love poems... The male bird shows off its prowess by any means, and even puts on bright feathers in order to please its mate.

It, it's him now, he is no longer the "little monster" that Su Nie called back then, he has a new name that Su Nie gave him.

But he is still called Aisha for the time being.

Elsa is a head taller than Doreen, and the bright tutu makes him look like a hydrangea in full bloom, while Doreen is like a rose covered with poisonous thorns, two completely different women.

Doreen assessed inwardly how pleasing the skin was, and finally came to the conclusion that she looked really good, but the clothes were ugly.

But when this flashy woman stared at her with cold eyes, there was indeed a chilling sense of danger.

"What did you tell him?"

Doreen doubted that if she hadn't raised her hand to startle everyone else, this human skin monster would definitely want to choke her neck and talk.

"Guess what?" Doreen was full of malice, her blood-red lips opened and closed, and all she spit out was poisonous stingers, "Of course I couldn't predict your appearance in advance, so I didn't talk about you with that little bastard—— Isn't it a pity? Maybe I can tell him about my childhood friend next time."

Aisha completely ignored her attempt to stir up trouble, and just repeated paranoidly: "What did you tell him?"

This appearance of not giving up until they achieve their goals is exactly the same as the little monster who had been trying to attack Valentina that night. It seems that time has passed quickly, but their essence has not changed.

Doreen suddenly lost interest.

The people she really wanted to tease and irritate were gone, and the fun she got from this kind of sarcasm could only be said to be better than nothing.

And she also has to worry about the life and death of this little bastard, and so on——

Doreen narrowed her eyes suddenly.

What does it take to successfully heal the little bastard? !

The thing in the reflection of the mother tree... Didn't the monster in front of him crawl out of the reflection?

Doreen suddenly looked up and smiled, but she didn't know what she was laughing at.After laughing, he quickly returned to that unflattering look: "Of course I just talked to him about his current situation, and that's really not good."

"It seems that you are his bride, why don't you go up and see for yourself while he is asleep now." After speaking, Doreen floated away lightly.

Aisha knew that none of the words of the God of Demons could be believed, but this was related to Su Nie.He has tried very hard to restrain himself, tearing the flesh|body from the rose garden, trying not to touch the gray tower with his eyes.However, Doreen's words made his heart itch like a gnat - he wanted to know Su Nie's current situation too much.

Moreover, only he can save Su Ye.

As if thinking of some extremely exciting fact, Aisha bit the joint of her right index finger violently, her sharp teeth pierced into the fragile skin, and he tasted the bloody taste in his mouth.

——Only, yes, him.

Doreen's words seemed to offer a ready-made excuse.

Only he can make Su Nie better.Elsa's pupils shrunk, thinking excitedly and logically.Su Ye's current situation is too bad, he has to go and see, he has to save him!

Almost can't wait to step into the gray tower, crushing the paper-thin magic circle, Aisha, who was extremely excited, came to the third floor in two or three steps.

Doreen didn't lie, Su Nie was indeed in a deep sleep, he was too weak.So it's hard to wake up.

Just before entering the door, Aisha stopped in her tracks. He looked like a wild dog that finally saw the flesh and bones, his eyes were red, and he was gasping for breath, as if he was about to salivate in the next second.But he still controlled himself in the end, and he had to keep calm when facing Su Nie.

Pushing open the door without a sound, and knocking out the two obtrusive moon beasts a second before they made a noise, without any hindrance, Aisha came to Sleeping Beauty.

Su Ye wasn't lying on the bed - he seldom sleeps on a bed, he prefers the living rattan chair to a soft bed, just like now, his head is hanging crookedly, and the branches branched out by the rattan chair gently The limbs that were held up and curled up due to pain were also well immobilized and cared for.Ignoring the pale face and the beads of sweat on her forehead, Aisha was almost overwhelmed by such a wonderful sleeping scene, like a bewitched prince, he almost wanted to kiss the lips of Sleeping Beauty.

But just after Aisha approached, this surging desire | turned into distress and pity in an instant, and even turned into an arrogant vine that covered the room in an instant.The vines spread rapidly, until the sunlight outside the glass window could not penetrate half a ray, and the whole room fell into a kind of drowsy and misty darkness.

In the silence, a vine close to Su Nie made a small opening, and an oval, bright green ball light protruded out. The ambiguous light at least illuminated a small area, and Su Nie, who was sleeping on the chair, and him Aisha, who was half-squatting on her knees, circled in.

It's like the hero and heroine being chased by lights in a stage play.

Aisha squatted in front of Su Nie's knee, looking up at Su Nie.From this angle, he could see Su Nie's bare|exposed, beautifully shaped collarbone, his long and white neck like a swan, his thin chin, and his slightly messy black hair due to the tilt of his head.

He was waiting for him, like a dragon guarding a treasure, the beast in his heart roared wildly, but all desires stopped at his fingertips, Aisha got up and gently tidied Su Nie's hair, smoothing his messy hair wet with sweat Be bundled together.Su Nie's skin was pale and transparent, and the bright green light enveloped him, making him look like a fragile crystal.

—He is in very bad condition.

Aisha saw a small black dot in the center of his soul, a small piece of garbage on the vast ocean, this is the death mark left by the "book" on him, even if all the authority of Lady Wisdom is handed over to him, Su Nie's state is still in the state of life and death Between, of course, it is impossible for him to be close to death, and the energy of the 'book' at most makes him fall into near-death hallucinations and pain every once in a while.

"You're not good." Aisha stared at Su Nie's frowning brows, and gently swept her cold fingertips to smooth it out.

Before, he dripped his own blood into the white rose. Although the amount was not much, over time, Su Nie's physical condition improved obviously. After he left and came back, his previous efforts fell short, and he was short of the last brick to build The solid walls that had been erected came crashing down.

Thin and long tentacles protruded from Aisha's spiritual realm, and carefully swayed around the Sleeping Beauty on the chair, looking for the destination. However, after walking around Su Nie's body for a long time, they couldn't find the door to enter, and the tentacles were frustrated. Lost again, he flinched back.

The best healing method, and also the ultimate healing method, is to connect the spiritual domains of Aisha and Su Nie. You have me in you, and you in me. Even if Aisha's spiritual domain comforts Su Nie, the effect is the same. very significant.However—this Sleeping Beauty, who is hostile to her surroundings even when she is asleep, is cautious and stubborn in her spiritual domain. No matter how much Elsa lures and touches her, she refuses to reveal half of her figure.

Unable to provide effective treatment for Su Nie immediately, Aisha was a little anxious, the beast of desire|desire refused to stop roaring, his hand slid uncontrollably from Su Nie's brow, across the high bridge of nose, to the full lips department.

Aisha sighed and found a good reason for her next behavior: "This is not what I wanted to do on purpose, your mental domain is too cunning."

A small wind blade was activated to create a small opening on the pulp of the index finger, and in an instant, blood beads oozed from the gap.

Su Nie's lips were tightly closed, and Aisha tried to push them away. She pressed her index finger against Su Nie's jaw and knocked tentatively, but the sleeping Su Nie remained indifferent.

Because the wound was deliberately enlarged, the blood flowed out very fast. In just a few seconds when Aisha failed to try, the inside of Su Nie's lips was stained red, and the excess blood beads clinged to his white teeth, like A polluted holy idol.

Aisha's Adam's apple rolled, and the unbearable heat climbed up the tailbone. He swallowed restrainedly: "You are not good."

Then he squeezed Su Nie's chin fiercely, stroked the soft skin under his hand, found the position, pressed his fingers lightly, and Su Nie's clenched teeth separated instantly.

There was a small slit between the upper and lower lips, and the blood stains left before could still be vaguely seen, a beautiful trap that was seductive and deep.

Aisha stuck her index finger in, then stopped restrainedly, not daring to go deep.

Finally found the right place, the blood rushed out impatiently, rushing towards the place he was thinking of.

After more than ten seconds, the amount is almost enough. Once the physical condition improves, Su Ye will wake up.

He should leave quickly.

however--

Aisha's eyes lingered on Sue's slightly parted lips like a demon. He patiently pulled out his index finger, but it stayed on his lips halfway. This soft and warm feeling made him unable to extricate himself.

Out of nowhere, Aisha thought of the technique Sune taught him.

First, lightly apply a layer along the contour of the lower lip...

Blood is the reddest and brightest lip red, just one layer makes Su Nie's whole face look thrilling, even more beautiful than Edwina's red.

Then there's the upper lip...

The plump lips lure Aisha to linger on them, smearing a magnificent red color, like the softest and tenderest flower core of a flower petal, which will tremble sensitively when someone fiddles with it at will.

Layer after layer.

Using the technique that Sue gave him, Aisha put on a beautiful lipstick for Sleeping Beauty.

And gorgeous, and pure.

Aisha stared blankly at the fruits of her efforts, what a wonderful sight.

His treasures, his birds, his roses...

Desire is boiling hot, Aisha leans forward unconsciously.

—he was on the verge of kissing her.

At this time, the sleeper, who had always been unresponsive to the outside world, finally twitched his eyelashes.

—he is waking up.

The author has something to say: There are too many sensitive words, I am dizzy after changing them...