Miko

At the moment when the island of Sprice fell rapidly, the originally chaotic climate and the alternation of day and night were replaced by the darkness of nothingness.A small number of islanders hugged everything that could fix them in panic, while most of the people who did not react in time screamed and rolled to unknown places. devour.

The divine warriors and worshipers who fought against the monster quickly calmed down in the initial panic, and they were suspended in mid-air to continue fighting, but the huge gravitational force generated by the falling of the island made them distracted to fight.

In contrast, monsters are much more adaptable. They are generally grotesque, with powerful tentacles and suction cups, a hard skin comparable to armor, and sharp teeth and venom.Moreover, in essence, they are not living creatures at all, and they are immune to all physiological discomforts.After the island fell rapidly, the monsters were still firmly on the ground, wantonly destroying everything around them.

The armaments of the islands were completely useless at the moment, smashed into a pile of flesh by the limbs of the monsters, and the blood of the islanders who were not protected in time mixed with the blood of the soldiers, staining the ground red.The air is filled with a strong breath of death, and even the wind blowing seems to carry the sound of wailing from afar.

An urgent report was sent back to the central island, and the worshipers and divine warriors guarding the clean room gritted their teeth and decided to join forces to break the restriction set by Timir.The silver-white light and shadow poured out of the staff amidst the continuous chanting of the worshipers, and then attached to the weapons of the divine warriors. With the unanimous shouts of the divine warriors, the powerful force shook the ban for a while , The dazzling light made everyone close their eyes.But after the strong light passed, the restraint remained motionless.

Now, everyone was in a hurry...but the door of the clean room opened without warning!When Timir walked out of the purification room, the door was immediately closed, and his clothes were neatly dressed, and he didn't seem to have experienced anything lewd.The divine grace warriors and the worshipers looked at each other in puzzlement, and they all knelt down to salute.Although it is not right to use brute force to destroy the restriction set by the inheritor, there is a reason for the incident, and Timir will not blame it.Everyone thinks so.

Sure enough, Timir didn't dwell on the problem of their breaking the prohibition, but listened silently to one of the worshipers nervously narrating the disaster that happened in this short period of time.

The faint smell of blood in the air made a divine warrior raise his head inadvertently, not wanting to see blood dripping from behind Timir unexpectedly.

"Master Timir...you..." Before the Divine Grace Warrior could say anything, he was stunned by Timir's indifferent eyes and was speechless.

"Drake is declaring war on me!" Timir said calmly: "Immediately notify the soldiers supporting the islands and return to the central island first. As for the raging monsters on the island, seal them as soon as possible, and let the people and the island All the armaments on board are ready to take refuge and fight..."

Although Timir's order made the worshipers and the charismatic fighters very aggrieved, they also knew that the bravery of the people alone could not prevent the island from falling.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Timir turned around and opened the door to return to the clean room.The divine grace fighters present all saw the blood oozing from the clothes behind Timir, but they almost all just opened their mouths and swallowed the words.What can they say?Persuading Lord Timir to let Arian go?Say they are father and son?But they didn't see anything... it was all just guesswork.

"It's not too late, let's go and inform the supporters on the islands first." Finally someone spoke slowly, and everyone suppressed their anxiety and left in a hurry.Silver halos rose from their bodies to resist the influence of strong gravitational force.

In the purification room in the forbidden area, there is no wave of the island falling. The room is spacious but there are almost no decorations, giving people an extremely cool feeling.The water in the purification pool is still rippling, and the incomparable purification ability keeps the liquid transparent.Aryan lay naked on the crystal floor by the pool. His long black hair was pulled aside, revealing the beautifully shaped butterfly bones on his shoulders. , the legs were spread unnaturally, making the buttocks seem to be pouted, the parts in the shadows were not clearly visible, but the darkened blood stains under the body indicated that it was bleeding.

Timir walked slowly to Arian's side. The clothes on his body had been untied one by one, and there were many bloodstains on his bare back. One of the scars was denser, vaguely like a unique symbol of the temple - a Eye.Timir knelt on the ground, starting from Arian's ankle and stroking all the way up.

"Christopher, you finally belong to me completely!" Timmel's face showed a fascinated expression, and his purple eyes were full of madness.

Arian's ten fingers were darkened due to blood coagulation, and his lips were so pale that they were almost the same color as his skin.His breathing was very light, with a feeling of hanging like a gossamer.But Timir felt very satisfied, he couldn't put it down, he touched and touched the skin so smooth that no hair could be seen, and then began to kiss, slowly cutting between the opened legs.

The frost that melted on the ground once again condensed, and Arian, who was already in a semi-comatose state, suddenly began to struggle violently when his body was filled with foreign objects again.It can be said that the cold body is gradually heating up in a rhythmic rhythm. Whenever the mouth and nose breathe, there will be white steam, and the sweat from the body will melt the frost under the body.

Dimir was indulging in the warming body temperature, constantly demanding: "Christopher, you will never try to escape again..."

Arian's fingers kept scratching the crystal floor, as if trying to get rid of the pain and humiliation imposed on him, his fingertips were soon worn out and bleeding.His bloody fingers scratched the ground seemingly unintentionally, but the place with the most blood gradually coincided with the bloody eyes on Timir's back.

Timel clasped Arian's waist tightly, buried his face on his broad back, and moaned contentedly.

"I seal it with my life and my blood..." Arien made an intermittent sound like a sigh under the violent impact. "...I would like to give all my strength to Timur Elvis, who has the same bloodline, so as to call for his awakening..."

When Timir heard Arian's first sentence, he already noticed that something was wrong, but when he was about to leave Arian, he felt dizzy.When his consciousness regained consciousness, he found that his consciousness was actually imprisoned in a transparent barrier.He can still see and feel, but he has a clear realization that the control of his body has been lost!

The person in front of him is not Christopher!

Arian turned around with difficulty, opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the color of the blood was very dark, it seemed to be rotten, and it gave off a stench.At the same time, all the wounds on Arian's body burst open, and blood continued to flow out, forming a shocking shallow puddle under his body.

"Father! Father!..." Timir had just shaken off the shackles of God the Father, and was feeling pleasantly surprised by the body that had regained control, but was thrown into confusion by Arien's spout of blood, and his joy disappeared suddenly.

Trembling, Timir put his fingers under the tip of Arian's nose, and after confirming that he was still breathing a little, a layer of sweat broke out on his body.He stared at Arian in a mess, and the scar on his back suddenly started to hurt like a fire. "Father! I'm sorry...what have I done..." Timmir cried, but didn't dare to shake Arian hard.How much he wanted someone to tell him that everything in front of him was just a dream.

He temporarily sealed me with the power of life, and then gave you all his power... His fire of life is about to go out...

The voice of Father God surprised Timir, but he quickly reflected: "Can you save him?"

Father God was silent and did not answer.

After a short wait, Timir's voice became sharp: "You caused him to become like this, he is my father, you treat him as someone else..."

If it is not your incompetence, why should he give you his strength?The voice of God the Father was extremely displeased.

Timir clenched his hands tightly, his nails pierced his palm, and blood came out from between his fingers, but he couldn't feel any pain.He panted heavily, and put away the edges and corners of his body little by little: "Father, please, you must have a way... Didn't you create this world? You must have a way... as long as you can make father safe ...I promise, I will never go against your wishes again... I beg you..."

I don't understand... It is obviously impossible for him to have such a powerful force... Could the so-called blood relationship really make him not afraid of death?Father God's voice gradually lowered, but he never responded to Timir's request.

Timir knelt beside Arian, almost weeping.He doesn't want great power, he doesn't want the admiration of all peoples, and he doesn't want the so-called glory of being on par with God. He just wants his father to look at him with a smile and touch his hair.This is the love between father and son that Lucius could not give, and this is the bond of blood that cannot be broken.

"Father! Father!" Timmir desperately wiped the bleeding wounds on Arian's body with his hands, and tried to bandage the wounds with all the fabrics he found, but the blood seemed determined to flow from Arian. It was like flowing out of his body, constantly soaking the cloth and continuing to flow out.

Timir could feel that his body was full of power, including light and darkness. The two forces did not conflict particularly strongly, but after a brief temptation, they got mixed together and constantly assimilated each other.While the two forces of light and darkness continue to assimilate, new energy is born... Timir sadly found that although he was stronger than ever before, he was helpless against Arian's current situation.

He regretted his own weakness, and also regretted the decision to hand over his body to God the Father, and what was even more regretful was that he had never regained control of his body from God the Father even though he had watched God the Father hurt his father.If it wasn't for his incompetence, how could his father pay the price with his life?

Arien's breath became weaker and weaker, and Timir could hardly feel that he was still breathing a few times. In a panic, Timir hurriedly put on clothes for himself and Arrian, and hugged Arrian. In his arms, he rushed to the clean room.Timir's face and body were covered with blood, and he looked very tragic, but no matter how scary he was, it couldn't compare to Arien, who was almost bleeding in his arms.

"Musa...Musa..." Timir didn't know who else he could turn to besides Musha for help at this moment. In his memory, there was a blank space. Excessive consumption of mental power and brief loss of consciousness.But it was impossible for this short period of time to happen, and Timir selectively ignored it.

Timir's movement was too great, and soon there were divine warriors and worshipers who responded to Timir's call, but after seeing Timir covered in blood and hugging Ryan looking for Musa, their expressions were all terrified. become very strange.

"Do you know where Musha is?" Timir rushed to the nearest worshiper, and forced the worshiper back two steps.

"Master Timir... You ordered Musha to kill himself!" Someone next to him looked at Timir with puzzled and fearful eyes.

"Self-judgment?" Timmir's eyes darkened, almost untenable, he subconsciously repeated these two words.

"His body was thrown out of the central island by your order...Maybe it was eaten by monsters..." The worshiper who spoke had always had a good relationship with Musha, and his tone was a bit aggressive. hit him.

This time, Timir had no excuse to escape at all, and the blank memory quickly emerged in his mind, and he could even hear the sneering sneer of Father God.

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