The game character has become my vest

The failure of the God of Light was something no one in the world could have imagined.

The morale of the human race and the heavenly race is low, but the demons continue to invade under the leadership of the senior demon clan who have not yet left.

They occupy most of the territory of the human race.

But there are other races on the mainland. Compared with them, the area occupied by the demons is nothing.

And once a piece of land is occupied by demons, it will be difficult for other races to survive in the future.

The demons ushered in a "dawn" they never thought of.

And their king, their god, after leading them to an absolute victory as he said, he no longer sits on the battlefield.

The fighting between the races seems to have died down.

The Celestial Clan urgently needs to confirm the status quo of the God of Light, while the Human Clan needs a long time to recuperate and calm down their defeated emotions. As for the victorious Demon Clan... It also takes a while to digest that they really have Gods.

Moreover, their gods also captured the unattainable Archangel of the Celestial Clan!

Just shut it in the Fort of Lake San Volo!

The demons were ready to move, and they exchanged the images saved in their hands, so that the demons who had never seen the appearance of the demon king could also see the real "beauty of God".And those who knew Tang En's appearance watched it repeatedly, never getting tired of it.

The victory led by the gods made most of the demons easily accept the existence of "gods".

But there is also a part of the devil who does not accept God.And why did they accept such a god who suddenly appeared and was about to crush them?And there has been no trace of this god for thousands of years.

They demons survive even without gods.

But even if Twain is not a god, he is still above all demons by virtue of his status as a demon king.

Tang En never cared about those devil's thoughts.

The superficial belief gathered invisibly is gradually condensing, gathering into the power of the Dark God.

***

The afternoon sun is just right.

The location where the San Volo Lake Fort was built happened to be able to get two or three hours of sunshine every day, which can be said to be very rare in the territory of the Demon Race.

And this kind of sunlight angle is just because of the special design of the castle, and it can shine into the master bedroom in the castle from the window.

The servants and maids walking through the castle exchanged their thoughts with each other.

They were quietly discussing the current owner of the castle and the Celestial Clan brought back by the castle owner.

Their demon king brought back the Archangel of the Celestial Clan.

Just like that, he was locked in the Demon King's room.

The maid demon who occasionally brings tea and snacks to the room is also the most popular demon recently.Because they can often bring out some things that they can't easily know.

It seems that the Demon King was injured...it was inevitable.Because it is normal to be injured in the battle with the God of Light.

But the devil didn't let the other demons take medicine for him, just let them keep things.

But occasionally seeing the scene of the devil taking off his clothes to apply medicine to the wound is enough for those maids to go out of the room one by one with red faces.

They also saw the Archangel of the Celestial Clan sleeping on the black sheet.

The black cloth against the white-haired blond Celestials is like the only beam of light in the darkness, attracting demons to follow and capture.

And the Demon King sitting on the stool by the window, reading books leisurely, waiting for the Celestial Clan to wake up in the sun... is more like a black mandala blooming under the light.

Noble, elegant and mysterious, but also highly poisonous.

The demons guessed how the Demon King would deal with the Archangel of the Celestial Clan.

Such a powerful but beautiful Celestial Clan, as long as any demon is in his hands, he will never let go easily.

Even a female demon can't help thinking about how stunning it would be when the blond-haired Celestial Clan is pressed down on such a pure black bed.

It is impossible for their demon king to do nothing.

It's just that when they couldn't stop thinking about it, they couldn't tell whether they were more envious of the Demon King or the Archangel of the Celestial Clan.

After all, before the Archangel, the demons fantasized more about the beauty of their demon king in bed.

One must know that before this incident, compared to the Archangel of the Celestial Clan, the demon Tang En, who suddenly rose and seemed not to be too strong to be feared, was closer to them.

The demons were full of imagination, but the demon king in the room just casually looked at the pages of the book, nourishing himself with the gathered beliefs, and slowly healing the wounds inside and outside his body.

The failure of the God of Light this time will inevitably cause the loss of faith, and it will be a long time before he wants to fight again.

The Tianzu on the bed moved slightly, as if they were waking up.

Mian closed the pages of the book, put the book in his hand on the window sill beside him, then walked to the window and sat down gently.

The bedding beside the bed was slightly sunken.

The blond-haired Tianzu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened, looking a little dazed.

Mian raised his hand to brush away the messy blond hair around his cheeks, "You have been asleep for three days."

August turned his head to look at everything in the house.

This room is a very obvious demon style.

It can be clearly seen from the black on the decoration, the dark red, and the gold embellishment.

"Where am I?"

Mian lay down on his stomach, his body limp as if he had no bones, he put his hands on Augus, and put his head on his chest.He looked up at Tianzu, squinting his eyes in the sunlight: "Demons, Fort San Volo Lake,"

August was speechless.

"The God of Light is not worthy of belief, you should change your faith in me." Mian curled a small lock of golden hair with his fingers, and gently pulled it, "I can give you whatever you want."

Augustus didn't feel that pain at that point.He lowered his eyes and looked at this demon who was already a god but lying on his body, "Do you still remember my choice?"

Although Mian didn't listen in the end.

"I don't care anymore." The moody demon is very casual, because he has overturned his previous thoughts at this moment, "I have already snatched you back."

He was just bored with the things that irritated him, and he didn't want to think about them.

And the God of Light had already escaped in the end, abandoning Augus.

But he's happy to take over.

And it was precisely because of the hand left by Augustus that he could win.

This can also be said to be his reward for August.

"I want to ask the gods to exile, so that I am just me, and no longer the archangel of the Celestial Clan." Augus raised his hand and gently embraced the waist of the body on his body, with a distressed and frustrated tone, "But it seems to have failed."

"So?" Mian's voice was calm, "You followed him to the battlefield?"

After being exiled, the Celestial Clan will lose his race, his abilities, and his past...all the creatures that have come into contact with him will forget him.

At that time, Augus didn't know that Tang En was the Dark God.So if Mian is just an ordinary demon, then Ogus will inevitably be forgotten.

He should have noticed the slight anger in Gumian's voice, but Augus was not flustered.He just sat up, pinched the devil's waist, let him sit completely on his lap, and put a light kiss on the devil's eyes: "I will come to you at that time... I hope you can give me another a chance."