Scepter of Thorns

He fell, the backlash of the wine throwing him into a chaotic state.

It's those intermittent fragments again.

The desolate land is full of rubble, the vitality has retreated, and the weeds are only left with withered yellow bodies.Looking around, there is no edge, only the gray dome is pressed down low, and the cirrus clouds travel thousands of miles in the sky.

The restricted area of ​​life, these four words appeared in his mind.

He sat leaning against the boulder indifferently, he didn't know what inexplicable place he had gone to, the only thing he was sure of was that he was in a dream at this time.

Scarlet spread on the pure white gown, soaking the brown and cracked soil.The golden forehead has long been shattered, blood stains dripped down the cheeks, blurring the vision.Tiredness was dragging him into the embrace of death, and he seemed to hear the whisper of death.

In fact, that was indeed the whisper of death.

"My god, give you to me."

A familiar aura enveloped Edward, but he couldn't see who was coming.The man grabbed his right hand, which was about to wipe off the blood stains on his eyes, and pressed Edward against the boulder. The soft tip of his tongue licked away the quivering blood beads on his eyelashes, lingering on that place repeatedly, unwilling to leave.

Something cold and silky fell on Edward's face—hair?

His body began to resist fiercely, while his soul watched it like watching a drama.Edward was injured, so naturally it was impossible to fight against the comers. His struggle was quickly restrained, and he was nailed to the boulder with his arms folded over his head. The intense pain hit Edward's senses, and he With a snort, blood soon stained the top of the stone red, but the man's movements became more frivolous, and he quickly tore off the gown that was stuck to the wound, revealing two scars on his abdomen.

He pulled out the long knife nailed to Edward's hands and rubbed the two scars, and then felt Edward's body tense instantly.He smiled lowly, and drew a red ribbon over Edward's eyes.

"Uh-"

The scar on the abdomen was forcibly picked open, revealing the bloodshot tender flesh inside.

The long knife fell to the ground, making a crisp metallic sound.

"My God." He is undoubtedly a hypocritical blasphemer, always the most respectful title, but the next sentence is often followed by strong desire.He bit and tore Edward's lips like a beast, and moved down to touch his heart with gloves on, "Death can make me monopolize you."

"No..." Edward gasped, with a tinge of red from the corner of his mouth.His heart suddenly ached violently, his eyes were as bright red as blood, and he couldn't see a half of a translucent, shimmering and incomplete pentagonal prism that was ripped out of his heart by that man.The blood loss made Edward's consciousness faint, and he fell into the arms of the blasphemer, falling into an eternal dream of death.

The blond hair poured down like water, he hugged the pale young man in his arms, and whispered softly: "You are mine."

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Kyle carried Serones into the black and white palace. After confirming that she was truly unconscious, Kyle stretched his right arm, and a black crow flew in like lightning and landed on his right shoulder: "Check her godhead."

The crow's pupils were as bright red as blood, and it stared at Serones carefully for a while: "The crystal in charge of memory in the godhead is damaged, do you want to repair it?"

"No." Kyle narrowed his eyes, "Did the random blow of the king impersonator hurt her godhead?"

"Obviously, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer." Crow glanced at Kyle very humanely, "It must be forced by you."

Kelton paused, and did not deny this, but said indifferently: "She is very sensible." After that, he picked up Serones and walked to the mirror, and threw her in very mercilessly. It twisted a bit, and swallowed Serones whole. "Where's El?"

"He was dragged into the car by Somania." Crow said, "He slept all the way, and he was still asleep when he arrived at the bedroom. In the end, Somania carried him to bed. You did something to him again, right?"

"It's just a master-servant contract."

The crow rolled his eyes in disdain: "There is something wrong with Caesar. He originally had a contract with Edward, but he didn't expect the Holy See to exchange water. Edward was abducted by you. The fight was fierce, and it was a joy to find faults with each other. Mufujie inherited Edward's line, but his foundation was not strong, and the people around him were confiscated, so no traitors were allowed. The demons are looking for death, although it has benefits, but it still has a lot of disadvantages, so the two have been unable to get in touch. Regarding the strategy of attacking the Holy See by force, Caesar had to abstain from Lilith, Earl of Tinta, and now both parties are at a stalemate."

It took a breath, and continued: "Conns was supported by the royal family. Originally, he had a huge influence in the Holy See, and he had a high-level status as the son of the palace master. He was more capable of trouble. His perception is higher than that of Conns. He belongs to the kind of person who can do things well without saying a word. He is not outstanding, and his approval rate in the Holy See is very low. Most young people think that he is just lucky. It was only selected by Edward. The balance is too obvious, and Edward's old ministers have an unclear attitude, which directly hints at Conns' identity. If I say that Edward is good in all aspects, I just can't judge people. I took a fancy to you back then, In the end, it was eaten by you; now that Mufujie has taken a fancy to it, the Holy See is about to be taken away."

Then the crow flapped its wings and said confidently, "I'm thirsty."

Kyle looked at it with a smile on his face, a cluster of light condensed into the shape of a water bottle in his hand, and there was some red liquid at the bottom of the bottle: "There is a fable that tells a crow to drink water, aren't you very good with your mouth?"

Crow: "... I have contributed a lot, and I will keep an eye on Edward for you every day, you can't treat me like this!"

Kairos looked at it sideways and smiled.

"Has he been close to anyone recently?"

"Give me a spit and I'll tell you."

"I could smash you like I smashed this glass bottle, dear Mr. Crow."

"...No, the light element in him is too strong, not to mention the suppression of your master-servant contract, how could he be liked by others. Oh, yes, there seems to be one, Lilith has a catwoman named Sophia Grabbed Edward's hand in the bar and put it in his underwear."

Kyle narrowed his eyes, "Which hand?"

"I beg you, please let me have a sip!!!" The crow felt that the dark element in his body was getting thinner, so he couldn't help screaming.

Kyle took off his white gloves, lightly cut a hole in the palm of his hand, and held it flat to drip blood into the crow's beak.The wound healed itself after the crow drank a few sips, and he put on the gloves again.

The crow breathed a sigh of relief, and thought carefully: "The right hand. He also replied, 'First, you are very flat. Second, you are very confident and courageous.'"

----Chapter13. Gods & End----

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