Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Outside the royal city of Babylon, Shasudia Street.

This is a street dedicated to women's special occupations and to men's enjoyment.

Inexpensive strong scented essential oil balms,

The fermented sweetness of barley beer,

These breaths floated in the air, and people who smoked them would feel drunk from a long distance.

Here is the heaven of desire and the hell of depravity.

People can hardly wait to give up their usual seriousness and rigid vigilance, and spend money like dirt and mix in it like dirt and money.

Those taverns and casinos with flags are full of mercenaries and men of all kinds who are ganged up for fun.

Next to the tavern and casino, a row of blue-roofed mud-brick houses with the same specifications was built, which is the standard configuration of this street.

The women who lived on the skin and meat business leaned in front of these mud-brick houses, put their long braids woven into flowers on their shoulders, and attracted those pleasure-seeking men with their coquettish eyes.

The translucent veils on their faces couldn't hide their charming smiles, and the colorful colors made drunkards and gamblers dizzy.

When a man couldn't bear to come up to ask the price, the woman would laugh and tell him how much the deal was for.

Although Babylon hadn't minted coins at this time, it traded in gold, silver, and copper ingots of different weights.

A man wrapped in a woven cloak whose face could not be seen clearly walked up to one of the women, with a small triangular piece of silver and a small triangular piece of copper lying in his outstretched palm.

The woman smiled immediately after taking a look. She put her white arm around the man's arm, and pressed her plump breasts against it.

"Go into the room, I'll take you there."

She smiled coquettishly and led her guests into the house.

Even if the man was so generous that he took out silver and covered his face, no one paid much attention to them.

After all, you have to know that there are everyone in this street. These skin and meat business girls often even receive fugitives and gangsters, and they have long been used to this kind of attire.

When she arrived at the room, the woman's coquettish smile faded away. She retracted her arms and watched as the man nodded and quickly pushed the table away, and pulled away the woven carpet, revealing the cellar door below.

"Hurry up, my lord is waiting for you."

The man nodded, and immediately climbed down the ladder in the cellar.

When she couldn't see anyone, the woman quickly packed the tables and chairs, leaned against the door and watched vigilantly along the hole in the door...

Below the cellar is a huge cave-like space.

Slender wooden tables, various copper pots, doctor's utensils, medicines, air vents connected to the ground, etc.

There are several rows of earthen pots in the cabinets taken directly from the wall, and strange and unnamed toys are piled up here, making the underground cave like a mysterious wizard's lair.

Thorard took off his dusty hooded cloak, and looked at the man standing in the middle who was singing to the earthen jar in the middle of the long table with weird patterns.

He only opened his mouth when the man who looked like no one else finished singing, and a stench came out of the crock.

"Did you make it?"

The man in the black cloak looked at him faintly.

Thorard instinctively felt cold all over, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.

After a while, the mysterious man in the hood and cloak chuckled.

"My witchcraft has controlled him for seven years and has never made a mistake."

Hearing that the smile on Solad's face couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard he tried, but just to be on the safe side, he confirmed again: "It's true, right, I can't take risks with my identity, you understand."

The mysterious man nodded: "Don't worry, prince of Assyria, you have to believe in our covenant. This is something left by my teacher. It has been formed since the king of Babylon was still the crown prince. No one can understand it better than me."

"Seven years have passed, and the curse is about to complete its maximum effect. It is easy to drive the king of Babylon crazy!"

"This is really... great!!"

Sartu clenched his fists excitedly, but remembering the treasure he had taken away, he gritted his teeth and asked bitterly, "Is it just madness? Can't Sartu Eastinash III die suddenly?"

"Oh, of course you can."

"But no."

Solad was dissatisfied, and stared at the mysterious man viciously.

But the mysterious man was not afraid at all.

"Of course, it is more beneficial to me to do so. His death will only make Babylon turbulent. I can't get what I want, but he can be under my control and become my obedient puppet so that I can control Babylon's life." rights, and you promised to be our internal support woman, didn't you?"

"I will deal with that stupid woman when I get the sword of the wise king!" Solad said, "I have a grudge against the king of Babylon!"

The mysterious man sneered: "Oh, but what does that have to do with me?"

Mysterious man: "I am not your servant, prince of Assyria, don't try to order me."

Solad's face contorted for a moment, panting heavily, seeing the mysterious man indifferent, he had to hold back his temper and calm down.

The mysterious man smiled and said: "Your purpose is the Sword of the King, the only things you need to complete the curse you gave me are these values. Greed is not a good habit. In the fable, the greedy snake will have its head cut off, prince. "

"Hmph, the fable also said that those who devour the Lord will have their limbs cut off by the god Anu!"

Thorard taunted him.

The mysterious man didn't speak, he leisurely observed the earthen jar, ignoring Thorard.

When Solad almost exploded in anger, he said leisurely:

"If I were you, I would never play tricks at this critical moment. The curse has already been activated, and the king of Babylon will go crazy tonight. The palace of Babylon is sealed off. If you don't seize the opportunity..."

"What? So fast!"

Thorad was taken aback, and his attention was immediately diverted from the hated wizard.

Thinking of letting the stupid woman in the palace take the opportunity to tempt the mad king to steal the sword, he turned around and ran away almost immediately, without stopping for half a minute.

And not long after he left, the woman who was watching the wind came down and looked at her master.

"My lord, why do we cooperate with the Assyrians? Obviously, we can find those materials with a little time."

"What do you know."

The mysterious man stared at the clay pot on the table with eyes full of love, as if looking at his future authority.

"The important thing is not the materials, but the person."

"Hmph, do you all think that Sartu is easy to deal with? He is a man who has endured seven years of illness and still sits firmly on the throne!"

"If I'm not mistaken, he let Akrita enter the palace to find out the country and ministers who are dissatisfied with him, and even asked his confidant Sirik to launch an investigation."

"When he goes mad, his henchmen will surely retaliate."

"They will immediately arrest Ekrita, and then follow that woman with an unreliable mouth to find the Assyrian prince who instructed her..."

"Oh, everyone knows that the great prince of Assyria has a grudge against the king of Babylon because of the sword of the virtuous king. He is our best scapegoat shield, and it is related to Assyria. Sartu's confidants will divert their anger and attention to Assyria. , and have no time to think about anything else.”

After listening to the woman, there are still some things that don't understand.

"But won't the Prince of Assyria confess us?"

The mysterious man smiled and asked her back: "He will, but does he know my real identity?"

The woman was taken aback.

Mysterious man: "He might guess that I'm a priest or a priest, but that's useful? Can Sartu's confidants find us with this?"

"Don't worry, waiting for us will only lead to glory, wealth and power!"

"Listen carefully, maybe you can hear the painful shen of the King of Babylon here~, haha!"

Listening to the master's seamless strategy, the woman showed admiration and exclaimed:

"Your wisdom is comparable to that of a god!"

The mysterious man laughed, and the triumphant laughter echoed in the mysterious underground lair.

Inside the palace of Babylon.

The shrill screams echoed in the palace, and soon spread to the ears of people with ulterior motives. The sealed palace was even more obvious, showing that the king of Babylon had gone mad.

The dark eyes and minions are ready to move, and the sky that is about to change is crumbling.

But in fact……

"Ah, ah, don't!"

"Fuck, shit, don't come here!"

"Whoops! My ass!"

Luo Lai, who had turned into a young man again, yelled and lay down on the floor of the conference hall, stretching out Erkang's hand to the front and struggling hard, but unfortunately he had just climbed two meters before being dragged back by a big hand grabbing his slender ankle.

Under Luo Lai's emerald green pupils that widened in horror, a mad man sat on his back like a cheetah preying on him, and his handsome face quickly approached in Luo Lai's field of vision.

Rollei screamed for mercy.

"nononono..."

"I'm begging you, can't you? Don't, don't... Aw!"

"Sartu, I fuck your grandma!"

With neat teeth, he gnawed on the head of the screaming Luo Lai.

Luo Lei suddenly burst into tears in pain, crying for his father and mother, and stretched his arms to his back to fight back.

He took another bite.

Luo Lai: Crazy, crazy, people bite Lai!

Originally, when he woke up and found that Sartu was suddenly buried in the purple mist, it was bad enough that he was almost scared to death.

There was too much purple mist on Sartu's body, and usually a small amount of those Luolai could be sucked cleanly, but this time, Luolai did not absorb as much as what emerged from Sartu's body.

Hearing Sartu's painful growl, Luolai was anxious and worried, and regardless of the danger, he went to Sartu's side and crazily sucked those things on himself.

After sucking and sucking, the purple mist finally faded, the bastard master could see that he was a human being after all, and Luo Lai was also full of energy, and turned into an adult.

But who would have thought that Sartu, who was not panting in pain, seemed to have lost his mind, and exuded a strange irony breath all over his body. Without saying a word, he grabbed Luo Lai and pressed him to the ground, rubbing his head and gnawing his teeth. of!

From time to time, he grabbed the peach heart on the tip of Luolai's tail and squeezed it.

And when Luolai ran away, he pulled Luolai's tail.

Luo Lai struggled, so he gnawed on Luo Lai's neck.

Rollei fights back?

That's over, Sartu was so frantic that he directly gave Luolai a bite of his ass!

...You know it's ass, ass!The most tender place!

Rollei's screams were almost heard throughout Babylon.

After a short operation, Luo Lai's whole body was covered with tooth marks, and even the front of his head was bitten out of the two front teeth. The whole thing looks like a western version of Bao Gong!

But upon receiving the news from the female officer Latas that the king had suddenly suffered from an old illness, Mossa, Lesha, and even Sirik's heart sank suddenly on the spot, and they almost fainted.

Several people's faces were pale, and they rushed into the palace without even caring about the etiquette of dressing up.

When they arrived at the palace, they thumped even more when they heard Luo Lai's screams in the meeting hall!

The king ate the monster!

Several people tremblingly opened the door, but they didn't see the scene of blood smeared all over the ground, nor did they see the king of Babylon with a painful expression.

On the contrary, the king of their family who should have lost his mind and started to kill, is catching the enlarged monster and riding on him, squeaking and screaming, it looks... emmmm...

Yes, quite pleasant.

Mossa with a blank expression: ...

Xilic, whose bandages were all flying off his head: ...

Le Sha and other confidants who were stunned and almost smashed their jaws into the center of the earth: ...

Luo Lai: "Whoa, what are you looking at? Come and help me!!!"

"... oh oh oh!"

Everyone came back to their senses, and rushed to pull people.

They didn't dare to pull Wang Zungui's body hard, Sartu was so strong, and finally worked hard for a long time, and their king's teeth were well embedded on the top of Luolai's head, but it was because of the pulling that Luolai shed all the painful tears .

Everyone comforted him: "Don't worry, Wang probably lost his mind temporarily due to headache, and he will recover soon."

Luo Lai wailed: "Wori, why did he lose his mind and eat me?"

After hearing that she was relieved to see that the king was fine, Mossa, who wanted to laugh again, pressed the corners of her lips and said, "Because I like you."

Rollei: "What???"

Mossa: "Look, don't animals express their liking by biting..."

Luo Lei: "But he is not an animal!"

Mossa: "But the king is not rational now and relies on instinct."

The female assistant officer smiled and said, "Be patient, why does the king bite you when he doesn't bite others? This shows that the king likes you the most. This is a sweet burden, Mr. Jiao."

Luo Lai: Seriously, if it wasn't for the loud laughter of those behind you, I would have almost believed it...

Fix it tomorrow and change it.

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