Black Scepter Chapter 58: Queen’s instinct (five k)

>But after all this happened, Ashcandy sitting on the bed didn’t move, even the expression didn’t even change-Morpheus looked at her motionlessly like a fool, I don’t know where it went out problem. M

"Morpheus."

Five seconds later, Ashcandi suddenly made a noise.

"Um...?"

Swallowed, Morpheus didn’t know how to respond to the queen in front of her—because she seemed to be thinking about something, her **** were slightly up and down when she breathed, and she looked annoyed.

"Tell me where this is."

Ashkandi’s second sentence still doesn’t mean hello.

And Morpheus, who had a thousand words in his heart but was blocked for a long time, was relieved and replied softly: "Constantinople, Duke's House of Windsor, in other words... the human plane."

"So... what's wrong with you?"

It was still that cold but familiar tone, Morpheus suddenly felt like he had suddenly become the stupid boy who was working hard behind him before him-the scene flashing in front of him made him froze again for a few seconds, Then he whispered: "In order to become stronger, it takes longer."

"Become stronger, just to save me from that **** heaven?"

Ashkandi’s voice suddenly shook slightly, and Morpheus’s gaze raised, but he saw something gleaming between her eyes...

This scene makes Morpheus, who has always been calm, suddenly feel overwhelmed. After a long time, he finally said: "I can see you safe and safe here...I feel... what I have become Everything is—"

He did not finish what he said, and he saw the queen of red eyes in front of her suddenly stood up and stepped forward, reaching out and holding her collar...

"Boo..."

Turning around.

Morpheus was directly flung by the Ω-level powerful queen with one hand and lay on his back on the bed. The strength could have let Morpheus dodge or block. He watched the scene in the field of vision frozen in the ceiling- Then a pair of red eyes appeared in front of me.

And she kissed her crazy deep.

Morpheus was pressed on the bed, almost stupidly experiencing the queen’s strong and still breath...but this time, through the fangs and cold lips that bit the tip of his tongue.

Contrary to the silent acceptance of the green-eyed Ashkandi, Morpheus was overturned on the queen’s bed without any preparation, and she was pressed under her and kissed him happily— —I have to say that the queen will always be the queen. Her initiative always seems to make Morpheus feel that she is always one step slower...

The plump body is attached to the chest of Morpheus. Ashcandi's clothes are messy due to the violent tearing action. The plain nightdress is half-covered. The devil's body is enough to make any woman jealous, but Morpheus Not daring to move at all, but gently raised his hand in Ashcandi's complex emotional kiss, hugging the woman who had experienced countless sufferings with him.

From acquaintance and hatred, to knowing and loving, countless stories during the period have allowed the two people who signed the "servant contract" to establish an unimaginable relationship...beyond emotion and deep into the soul.

"I don’t know what to express my feelings."

After a deep kiss, Ashcandi gently raised his head and looked down at Morpheus, but said softly: "So, I followed my body's instincts."

Her voice was lazy and indescribable temptation. The thin nightdress was enough for Morpheus to realize how magnificent the two peaks were pressing on her chest...but at this moment, he raised Hand gently smoothed Ashcandi's messy long hair, looking at the queen half-ridden on her body, and said: "From now on...can we live a stable life?"

"If no heaven and **** are gone...I think I will give you a very simple answer."

The red eyes that were originally staring at Morpheus were slightly undetectable and bleak. Ashcandi sighed slightly and leaned to the side, lying next to Morpheus in the same position as him. Looking at the ceiling, I continued: "But...I can work hard for what you say, don't I?"

The palms of the two interlocked their fingers. At this moment, no one said any more words, just lying quietly on the same bed, looking at the ceiling.

For a long time.

"This time...I have half an hour, the next time I see you...I don’t know when it will be."

"Did she take the initiative? What about that guy who...doesn't like you so much?"

Morpheus currently understands that green eye Ashcandi can actively make red eye Ashcandi appear and disappear regularly, which proves that she occupies most of the dominance of the body, and the existence of black eye does not seem to Willing to compromise with her, so it has not appeared again so far.

"She? It is estimated that it will be silent for a long time." Ashcandy, who was lying on the side of Morpheus, did not seem to want to discuss this issue. She turned around gently, and her face was almost against Morpheus, and said softly: "I never imagined I would treat a guy who was hostile like this... but I now find that I seem to be able to do things that I had never thought of before for you."

"I don’t know if it is a coincidence, I just want to say...I feel the same as you."

Morpheus turned his head and smiled, but found that Ashcandi's nightdress showed a large white snow on his chest because of his side, and suddenly looked away unnaturally, "cough. .. only half an hour? Have you talked to her about control of the body?"

"Everything must be taken slowly, isn't it?"

Ashkandi exhaled softly, "At least, I can now perceive what is happening in the outside world-she will understand my request when necessary."

The most powerful and strangest blood family ever stared at Morpheus’s eyes at the moment, and said lightly: "When I was on the angel plane, it made me saddest, not confined and endured in confession. Interrogation again...but every time I raised my hand, I found that the guy who had shared my pain did not respond to my pleading."

"It's almost time, actually speaking so much, I just want to tell you... at that time I understood a very simple fact."

"Some people, some things, I will never forget it."

......

Nearly a month after the opening of the ceremony, the first final of the competition is about to be held-that is, "Sword Skill Competition" with the participation of Dragon Knight Morpheus.

Because of his existence, the entire game has fallen into a strange circle since the appearance of Morpheus, and countless bets have changed from "who can beat Morpheus" to "Morpheus opponents can last a few seconds this time."

Obviously, his absolute mighty strength not only made the group of ten families and other powerful empire powerful realize their strategic value, but also made the ordinary people understand that there is such a powerful existence among mortals.

He has become a role model for the empire, and countless young people are fighting for it. Now, the appearance of the dragon knight in the finals has brought the audience in the entire arena to an unprecedented 40,000.

The seats are already crowded with spectators, and even the entrance outside the venue is blocked. Everything is just because the people of Byzantine want to see the heroic posture of the “Dragon Knight”-all major markets It is already full across the board and the odds are staggering. The only bet is "how long does it take Morpheus to kill the opponent".

And for all these Morpheus must-win speeches, the player who appeared as the final opponent is more suitable in terms of identity-from the sacred Gabriel Empire, allegedly a powerful paladin in the Pope’s Hall.

"Accept the trial, heretics! I will let you have nowhere to escape in the light!"

The paladin in a golden armor is naturally powerful, and his strength does not dare to underestimate the members of the big family here-the members of the top ten families have already been eliminated in the knockout. Fermer, who hoped to pose a threat to Morpheus, was scared to fight back by the absolute strength of the Dragon Knight. Now the Paladin, who is said to be from the direct defense force of the Cardinals of the Pope’s Hall, has the strength to enter the Knights of the Round Table council steadily, and is very It may be one of the most powerful knights today!

In contrast, the Morpheus, which was sought after by the Holy Gabriel Empire and even led to several large-scale military conflicts and wars, can be described as speechless. When the paladin representing the Pope's Hall stood opposite the Morpheus, the divine light erupted from his armor, and the whole body was majestic, and behind the majestic helmet face armor was a pair of determined eyes.

Obviously, the powerful strength of the angels who are fighting the angels really is the powerful existence of the human plane, but the Morpheus, which has long been used to facing all kinds of terrorist strongmen, is still the lazy look of preparing to kill the opponent empty-handed- The audience under the field alone had made the atmosphere of the scene unprecedentedly exciting at the moment when the two faced the confrontation. The cheers were all over the sea. Most people were shouting the slogan of letting Morpheus kill each other.

But for Morpheus, the paladin in front of him did not pose any pressure at all-while the paladin from the mission faced Morpheus without saying anything, he reached out and pulled out the long sword, and directly released the attachment to the long sword. Two seals.

"I know what you want is invincible, not afraid of any challenges, not even taking any opponents into your eyes," this knight who was too lazy to introduce himself looked up at Morpheus in front of him, "but I came today Not just for the game-to knock down the opponent, but I followed the rules before, but can face you..."

"My emperor's oracle: heretics must die."

Along with his words, the curse of the long sword exploded completely, followed by a powerful wave that made Morpheus squint his eyes-the "sacred seal", which means that the long sword in the opponent's hand is not simple Earth weapon, but the "artifact" that imprisoned the divine existence!

The sword was held high, and at the moment the paladin swung forward, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked to the surroundings, and then a gleam of golden light sprayed out to form a huge ghost.

The long light wing spreads to a length of 15 meters, a height of nearly three meters, an exquisite silver armor, a silver sword in his hand and a hood on his face, and his face is shrouded in darkness—at this moment, one A real battle angel appeared behind him and flew straight towards Morpheus at the next moment!

Two hits and one?

It is far from that. When the Paladin who rushed to the Morpheus immediately followed the second wave of his sword, a battle angel with a short spear also appeared behind Morpheus...

Three hits and one.

This has exceeded the scope of the "rules" of swordsmanship competition-but at this moment, who has the time, or who has the ability to prevent the fight between two people who may be the top strength of the entire continent?

Before Morpheus was enveloped by the light curtain almost instantaneously, the angel’s spreading wings made the surprised audiences think that there was an illusion, and even believers were uncontrollably meditating on the name of the Lord, and the arena In the center, the angels have no mercy on the "trial" of Morpheus.

"Boom!"

The long sword and short spear bombarded the head of Morpheus, but it was like a knock on the bell. Morpheus raised his hand without fear to block all the attacks, but it was the first time he pulled out the holy gun from the waist. Debris.

The gun of Lankinus has a total of four fragments, two of which are at the moment in the hands of Morpheus-the holy gun that once killed the "lord" has a terrible energy that ordinary people can’t imagine. The power of Morpheus is amazing. In the counterattack, the two angels stepped back more than ten meters in horror at the same time, but then they found that the weapon in their hands appeared to be irreparable!

As the most fierce offensive paladin, he saw that Morpheus was not afraid of the attack of two angels. Although he was surprised, he still swept the sword. His movements were extremely swift. There is a gap with Morpheus, so the Long Sword didn’t dare to let Morpheus get close to himself. But before waiting for the next two fighting angels to catch up with the attack, Morpheus stepped out and shot the Paladin in the palm of the hand. On his arm, the opponent was blown out by the irresistible force!

The fragment of the sacred lance was thrown out immediately before his shot. At this moment, the arm of a fighting angel has been nailed, so that the other party can’t hold the short spear in the handshake...

This scene has completely dumbfounded the audience who had been waiting for the exciting game.

Dragon Knight...Can I still face the angel?

Does the "lord" that believers have believed in for so many years only have such strength? Did the angel who was regarded as the "servant of the Lord" be chosen by a mortal? !

The existence above the level I is basically a fantasy for most civilians. It may be enough to meet a fully equipped knight on the street. These people are called to talk for a long time. If they have seen themselves, "Holy Dome Grand Master" Freud, I'm afraid he would think this is a "qualification" worth talking about for a lifetime.

Now, the dragon knight Morpheus has wounded angels under the eyes of all eyes-and rushed to the other angel in the pumping sound of 40,000 people, kicked in the chest of the other party, and the terror in the armor He knocked the fighting angel to the ground with a bang, and then grabbed the long sword edge of the other party's desperate counterattack with one hand. The sound of "Slap!" bent the long sword and cut it off like a nail. The flickering light wing was nailed to the ground!

Morpheus, who hasn’t even scratched his skin, looks very grim at the moment. He didn’t feel threatened by the strength of the other party, but he remembered his experience of breaking into the plane of heaven before seeing an angel. 'S fist hit the face under the opponent's hood... just a punch, and it was hit by a huge force to hit the ground with a crack.

The muffled sound from the fist to the flesh is like a big hand, grabbing all the audience's neck fiercely, making them unable to breathe.

"Boo!"

When Morpheus threw a third punch, the angel’s light wings were dim and thin to the point that the naked eye could not observe, and during this period the other angel and the Paladin who tried to attack him were both killed by Morpheus. The blast flew out.

With one hand holding the other’s breastplate, the sturdy silver armor was deformed by the palm of Morpheus, and he raised an angel nearly twice as tall in front of him, squeezing his eyes tightly, looking at that The face under the hood said: "Are you only going to remember something when you are really suffering?"

Angel being held is not simply a long sword sealed in a paladin—his essence is still equivalent to summoning from the realm of angels, but only a part of the divine soul is sealed in the sword. An angel does not know the true identity of Morpheus and his experience of beating the main angel into a patty... At this moment he is beaten out of words. All the actions of resistance cannot be done because of the powerful power of Morpheus. This angel is no different from mortals because of the dissipation of the light wings. Faced with the words of Morpheus, he replied strenuously: "What do you... say?"

"You are blasphemy!"

Wait for Morpheus to have any extra words~ IndoMTL.com~ The mad paladin rushed over again-he wouldn’t even think that the fighting angel was beaten by Morpheus without hesitation Such a tragic look...At the moment, angry, he actually had an uncontrollable fear in his heart.

Even the angels fight directly, what else is he afraid of?

Is the God of Light coming to him, he will raise his fist to face it as well?

The paladin shouted courage for himself, saying it was breathtaking, but it was no different from the cowardly coward who sang loudly in the forest to sing daringly-the long sword blooming the waves that blurred the surrounding scenery , Severely hacked Morpheus, but after the impact of the explosion, the unscathed Morpheus threw away the angel in his hand, once again wielded the sacred gun in his hand, and rushed another battle angel from a distance. Shooting down, then hitting the paladin's chest with bare hands and slamming the paladin's chest. When the other party was too late to spit out a bit of blood, he grabbed the other party's arm. !

"Boom!"

The sound of the armor's deformation and fragmentation can be heard throughout the arena.

It looks like the game is over.