deceased

Made did not give him time to hesitate, and appeared directly in front of Rhodes.

——Do you want to seal part of your soul in Rhodes' body?

old Mundra asked curiously, obviously interested.

Rhodes said depressedly: "At this time, can you stop using such an irrelevant research tone."

——It’s really none of my business.

Old Mundra was idle.

Rhodes watched Made's fingers get closer and closer to his forehead, and couldn't help but shouted: "Is there any danger?"

Made said: "As a necromancer, shouldn't you maintain the most basic trust and belief in the god of death?"

As soon as Rhodes wanted to refute, he felt a chill on his forehead, as if a needle of ice had pierced in, and instantly melted on his forehead. At the same time, a spell was imprinted on his mind, as clear as if it had been carved with a knife.

Made said: "When the time comes, you only need to say this spell to it, and it will melt into your body."

"Into my body?" Rhodes screamed.Monsters like the Soul-devouring Beast already had such great power outside the body, but if it was inside the body...he was very worried about whether his soul would still exist by then.

"Rod?" The magician suddenly pointed at him and called out.

It was only then that Rhode realized that for the convenience of casting spells, Made took off the hat on his cloak. "Uh, who are you?" He started to play dumb.

Old Mundra let out a series of sneers.

The magician walked up to Rhodes, stared at his face carefully for a long time, and then affirmed: "You are Rhodes."

Rhodes insisted: "I am Dro."

The magician was speechless, "Do you have to continue to insist on such a naive lie?"

Rhodes said: "Apart from this face, what do you think I look like to that friend of yours?"

The magician said slowly: "I didn't say that Rhodes is my friend."

Rhodes: "..."

Mundra interrupted their silent gaze and said, "Should we go back?"

Rhodes was the first to raise his hand in agreement, "Of course, I really can't stay in this strange place for a moment."

——It is naive, stupid and incompetent to blame one's mistakes on innocent land.

Old Mundra complained unceremoniously.

Rhodes put his hat back on, turning a deaf ear to his taunts.

Made reminded Hayden, "Don't forget that you promised me that you would definitely take the disobedient Soul-devouring Beast back to the undead world."

Hayden smiled and said, "Of course, I will definitely supervise him."

Rhodes: "..." These bastards who stand and talk without back pain!

With the generous gift of the new god of death and the veiled advice of the old Mundra, they set off again.The exit is still the old location, the surrounding is silent, and the sparse grove cannot cover the light golden light of the northern sky.

"Roar."

A familiar roar came from the sky above Nier City.

A huge black shadow passed over their heads, dragged its long tail, and rushed towards the direction of the Temple of Light.

"Soul-devouring beast?" Hayden frowned.

Rhodes muttered depressedly: "It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

Since the Soul-devouring Beast went to the Temple of Light, wouldn't he also go to the Temple of Light if he wanted to subdue the Soul-devouring Beast?Very good, really great, even if he is not swallowed by the Soul-devouring Beast, he may be blasted into scum by the Light God Temple with the power of light. What a perfect old age!

The magician wondered: "What is the Soul-devouring Beast doing in the Temple of Light?"

Henry said: "Revenge."

Hayden nodded and said, "If what Madd said is true, if the Soul-devouring Beast and the former God of Death were defeated by the former Pope and the Son of Light, then it should be taking revenge now."

Frank murmured: "So the Soul-devouring Beast has thinking and wisdom?"

Polly said: "Whether it is wise or not, this is a good opportunity. It happens to make it lose both sides with the Temple of Light, so that they don't have time to trouble the empire."

The magician sighed: "It's a pity that the Soul-devouring Beast won't die." Compared with the Bright God Society who likes to use a bunch of excuses that sound reasonable but don't make sense as a cover, the Soul-devouring Beast that has no rules is more exciting. Headache.

Rhodes became happy, "Even if it won't die, we won't release it to harm people. In this way, we don't need to subdue it at all."

The dark cloud-like shadow in the north was getting more and more entangled with the golden light that was constantly spreading in all directions. The singing and roaring echoed in the sky, shaking the sleeping quiet city.

Hayden said: "Let's find a place to rest and see the results tomorrow."

Mundella took his hand.

Hayden looked down at him, and said with a conciliatory smile, "Don't worry, I will find a safe place." Neither he nor Mundra's faces were suitable for appearing in Neal City in a fair manner.

The safe place he mentioned was a small hotel in Neil City, and it was also one of the small eyes and ears of the empire placed next to the Temple of Light.The owner of the hotel is a retired military officer of the empire, who voluntarily continues to serve the empire.

He was taken aback by Hayden's arrival, but he quickly adjusted, quietly arranged for them to check in, and arranged a simple but passable supper in a short 15 minutes.

After supper, they did not fall asleep immediately.Leaving the undead world did not completely relax their nerves, and there were too many things that bothered their thoughts.

The magician thought of Rhodes who became Dro.

Rhodes thought about Soul Devourer, God of Death, Magician, and occasionally Old Mundra.

Frank thought about Odis and the future of the two of them.

Polly and Henry thought about vigilance.

Hayden thought more, but unlike others, he thought so much on purpose.Because once the thoughts stop, his body will burst out with impulse, especially Mundra lying in his arms so unsuspecting, the hot air from his nose just getting in through the open collar, gently stroking his chest muscles.

This is really a torment.

He found that no matter how far he was thinking, that slight breath could bring his thoughts back.

Thinking about putting him under him like this.

Hayden looked down at Mundella's profile, and couldn't help stroking his hair gently.

It's hard to imagine that after going through all kinds of misunderstandings and postgraduate entrance examinations, he embarked on his father's path and resolutely chose a man to spend his life with him, and he was also a necromancer.

Men and necromancers, neither of which are the conditions he admires and likes, but when they appear on Mundra at the same time, they make him surrender and accept unconditionally.

"Roar……"

Outside, the frenzied roar of the Soul-devouring Beast resounded.

Mundella seemed to be awakened, and subconsciously rubbed his head against Hayden, and his lips just pressed against Hayden's chest bump through the fabric.

……

Hayden looked angrily and amused at his peaceful sleeping face, and gently stroked his small earlobe with his fingers, "Do you really want to torture me in this way?"

Mundella tilted his head and opened his eyes dimly.

"Woke you up?" Hayden withdrew his nasty fingers, looked at him innocently and smiled.

Mundra asked, "Don't sleep?"

"I can't sleep." Hayden didn't hide the desire in his eyes.

"Is that the way it is?" Mundella pouted.

……

If you don't attack at this time, you are not a man!

Hayden opened his mouth and bit his lips, and rolled his body, throwing himself on Mundra's body, wrapping him in his own breath.

He bites so hard that it breaks Mundra's sleepy bugs.He opened his eyes wide, raised his hands unconsciously, and put his arms around Hayden's waist.

This is undoubtedly the best invitation.

While Hayden kissed him dizzily, he secretly unbuttoned the clothes of the two of them.

Mundra pushed his body up sensitively.

Hayden looked at his bewildered expression, his body was like a stretched arrow, and he had no choice but to shoot.He raised his hand to support the water barrier, isolating the two of them from this troubled world.

Mundella tilted his head to one side and looked towards the barrier suspiciously, but was quickly pulled back by Hayden's hand and continued a longer kiss.

"How much longer will the kiss be?" When another passionate kiss ended, Mundella half-closed his eyes and asked casually.

I still care about time... It seems that I haven't invested enough.

While doing self-examination, Hayden gently stroked his thigh with his fingers, and teased him more vigorously, smiling like a cat stealing, "The night has just begun."