The smell of lust, fine wine, gunpowder smoke and blood permeates the devil world all the year round.

This is not the case in the God Realm, the angels exude a cold fragrance like frost and snow, and Deville's smell is particularly obvious, so obvious that if there is any substance, it can almost be seen.

This is the first time I have seen this kind of angel who fits my ideal type 360 ​​degrees without any dead ends.

Deville is too handsome to be real, and his abstinence is to the extreme.

When I looked at the hem of his clothes, I felt as if I saw the body under his clothes, and imagined the feeling of stroking him along the texture.

I will press him on the bed, kiss his wings, bite his wing bones, rub his body heartily, and set up his legs...

I didn't notice when my heartbeat started to speed up. When I came back to my senses, the blood vessels in my forehead were bulging, and my ears were already filled with the sound of a violent heartbeat.

Probably because of the rapid heartbeat, the blood flow speed also increased, boiling in the blood vessels.

I can feel the hotness under the skin, itching like needle pricks, dense and dense.

This feeling kept me excited, even more exciting than when I was bloodthirsty fighting and tyrannical destruction on the battlefield. The longing and enthusiasm lingering in my chest trembled and rushed straight to the top of my skull!

After a brief dizziness, I grasped the handle of the knife behind my back in a daze, and let it go when I realized something was wrong. I stood in a daze for a while, took a deep breath, and then pulled out of the state of being too obsessed just now.

"..."

I... what do I want to say?

Deville is not the same as in the painting, his demeanor and appearance are slightly different, the biggest difference is that he has changed from six wings to four wings.

why?

Curious about everything about him, I looked up at him and said, "I could just go here, but you have to come here."

He neither moved nor spoke.

Angels are like this, Mephis has a good saying, if you want them to do something, you have to ask and beg.

At times like this, actions speak louder than words.

I raised my hand to touch the invisible barrier in front of me, and poured magic power into it. Black appeared on the edge of the transparent barrier, and the black eroded from all directions to the center. Finally, I only needed to tap with my fingers.

With a bang, the first barrier shattered.

"are you coming?"

Deville still didn't move, so I had to do the same thing to destroy the second layer of enchantment, but the magic power needed for the second layer of enchantment was about several times that of the first layer.

I didn't ask any more, and went straight to the last barrier. Just as I was about to raise my hand, a cloud of air exploded in front of me.

The air blast from the explosion brushed past my wings, I dodged sideways, and when I turned my head, Deville had already come close.

I heard that Deville's weapon is a forbidden book, with crosses and chains wrapped around the book, and inside it are the most powerful spells and weapons in the world, but right now, the book with a dark purple cover hanging in front of Deville has no chain.

Dwyer stretched out a finger in the air, and another burst of air blasted in front of me, and I had to step back a little.

It wasn't until I retreated beyond the original third layer of enchantment that Deville looked at me with those eyes that were like rocks at the bottom of the lake, and said calmly: "The temple of Lacini, demons are forbidden to enter."

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