God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The main city absolutely does not allow omegas to use inhibitors. They also encourage omegas to have more children, and the more the better. How could they openly sell inhibitors?

Naturally, there will be nothing in "miracles". After all, in "miracles", all humans are of the same gender!

So why, why am I now in a state that only appears during estrus?

He Ziyun's eyes began to trance, his fingers sank into the palm of his hand, and blood dripped between his fingers. It was obviously very painful, but he only woke up for three seconds before he fell into the abyss of desire again.

Omega tried hard to deal with his instincts, but he didn't notice that the body of the man who was just a shadow not far away gradually began to solidify.

Maybe he noticed it, but couldn't care less about it now.

The man woke up in the darkness, and his eyes showed no emotion when he touched the rippling lake water above. He stopped slightly until he smelled the faint fragrance of flowers on the tip of his nose.

The black mist beneath him slowly floated next to the man as he woke up.

There was a black drop of blood hanging between his eyebrows, his facial features were so handsome that they were almost evil, and his waist-length scarlet hair slowly spread out behind him like running water as the man moved, entwining around the man's pale cheeks with his eyes closed.

As time passed, the man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of golden pupils that looked like floating light. When he looked carefully, there seemed to be some kind of quicksand-like black liquid flowing inorganically in them.

At this moment, He was floating in the sparkling blue water, looking at the young man paralyzed at the bottom of the water not far away.

The omega was delicate and frail, and the already stinging skin became even hotter due to the man's gaze. He Ziyun raised his head fiercely, and the corner of his mouth had been bitten by him, revealing a delicate fragility.

"Are you a ghost?"

The man's golden eyes flickered, and there was a faint confusion in his eyes: "No."

The corners of He Ziyun's eyes were red, and large swaths of blush spread all over his body due to the arrival of estrus. He couldn't see the man's face clearly, and could only vaguely see the man's golden eyes like the scorching sun.

"Then are you a god?"

The young man's speech was slurred, and it was so sticky that it was like a lover's exhortations.

The man's expression remained unchanged. He moved to the omega at a speed invisible to the naked eye. He lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds before responding:

"If the evil god is also a god, then I should be a god too."

The omega, who was almost paralyzed into mud, suddenly laughed out loud, and scarlet blood flowed down the corners of his bitten mouth:

"It's the evil god, the god who traded souls in ancient earth legends..."

He Ziyun was almost driven crazy by his body's instinctive desire. He grabbed the evil god's leg and said with a crazy expression: "I will give you my soul -"

The evil god looked down at the humans at his feet, his long scarlet hair floating in the water, "Soul? What do you want?"

Human desires are always endless. The Evil God has heard countless hopes and beggings over the years, but he doesn't think the fragile human in front of him has any wishes that can impress him.

However, this human soul is beautiful.

The evil god thought.

He Ziyun gritted his teeth, his body trembled with physiological spasms, and his eyes were filled with water:

"I want to not be marked by any alpha. I want to never be controlled by anyone with pheromones forever and ever."

As long as that's the case! As long as this is possible! What does it mean to sacrifice a mere soul? What happens after death and falling into the endless hell?

The evil god quietly looked at the trembling young man at his feet, and slowly squatted down. He stretched out his hand and lifted up the hair that was wet and clinging to his skin. The water droplets on the end of the other person's hair dripped down his hand and slid down the palm of his hand.

He thought for a while, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the center of He Ziyun's eyebrows, and opened and closed his bright red lips: "As you wish."

At the same time, the skin on He Ziyun's thighs began to hurt violently. The heart-wrenching pain directly overcame the torment of estrous fever, causing He Ziyun to wake up from his boundless desire.

This time, the young man saw clearly the appearance of the evil god.

The other party's golden eyes were so cold and indifferent that they looked at me, and their long and thick golden eyelashes trembled like butterflies, "Your soul is mine."

At that moment, He Ziyun had the illusion of being bewitched.

The cold and sticky black mist climbed up, slowly wrapped around the young man's limbs as it swam, greedily and strangely licked the young man's exposed skin, and swallowed him inch by inch.

He Ziyun looked at the man in front of him in a daze, the strength in his body disappearing inch by inch, replaced by a strong sense of emptiness and confusion.

"Thank you."

He Ziyun said.

The man quietly looked at the young man who was gradually losing his vitality, with no emotion on his face.

After the transaction was completed, the young man's eyelids began to close, and his whole person began to slowly disappear, as if the transparent fluorescence flickering in the lake broke into granular fragments of light and dissipated in front of the evil god.

As the young man disappeared, the dark bottom of the lake fell into deep silence again.

The evil god blinked his golden eyelashes slowly, like a statue, until a goldfish that had been corrupted into fish bones touched his hair with the water flow, and the evil god looked at it.

"Are you still alive?"

He smiled, and touched the head of the fish bone with his pale and slender fingers. The black mist instantly surrounded the fish bone and slowly merged with it.

"Looking forward to our next meeting."

The Evil God's eyelids closed slightly, and his body that had just solidified transformed into black mist again, disappearing into the shimmering blue bottom of the lake without a trace.

When the black mist was about to disappear, a red and white goldfish suddenly rushed out of the black mist. It stayed motionless for several seconds, then swam among the water plants with its beautiful tail wagging blankly.

……

When He Ziyun opened his eyes again, the fear of heavy pressure on his chest and the painful pain of estrus seemed to still remain in his nerves, causing him to shrink into a ball subconsciously, and he was so dazed that he couldn't think.

Is it out yet?

It seems to have come out...

He Ziyun opened his eyes with some difficulty, and the first thing he saw was the crumbling ceiling.

[Your body is recovering, please pay attention to safety]

The system female voice reminded.

He Ziyun's thoughts were still a little stuck. Hearing this, he subconsciously asked: "Recovery? Can limbs be recovered even if they are broken?"

The system female voice responded dutifully: [Yes. 】

He Ziyun became a little interested: "What if all the internal organs are damaged?"

System female voice: [...please rest assured, no matter how injured you are, as long as the anchor successfully clears the dungeon while still alive, your body will be repaired to its best condition after returning to reality. 】

He Ziyun raised his hand and pinched his temples, smiling and rolling his eyes: "It seems like the after-sales service of 'Miracle' is quite good."

The use of the word "one breath is still alive" is very intriguing. As long as you are still breathing, can it be judged as a success?

He Ziyun sat up with his sore and aching body and began to look around.

He remembered that he was selected by "Miracle" and sent to the live broadcast room just as he was about to take inhibitors at home. So where is this place now?