Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 479 is over, I met a real pervert!

At this moment, in the dim temple.

Rose, who was lying on the ground, saw that the situation was not good and quickly raised her hand to stop:

"Wait, I have something to say!"

"what you want to say?"

Loen came closer curiously and pretended to listen attentively.

good chance!
Seeing that the other party was actively closing the distance, the half-dead spider goddess on the ground immediately had a fierce look in her eyes. Her six spider legs squeezed the last bit of strength in her body, and she suddenly leaped upwards. Her right hand grabbed the throat of the man in front of her as fast as lightning.

As the spider goddess of darkness, she has always respected the law of the jungle of "survival of the fittest", so the value system she advocates for her believers and subjects is completely opposite to the moral order of the secular world.

In the Spider Cult's concept, fear is a tool more powerful than steel, love and respect are both weak and useless burdens, and betrayal and breaking of promises are natural if it is to survive and become strong.

Therefore, backstabbing is common in the Dark Elves' camp. As the instigator, she naturally has no psychological pressure to do this.

You believe what women say, you idiot!

Seeing the opponent's unguarded weakness getting closer and closer to her palm, Rose couldn't help but reveal a smug grin on her charming face.

However, at the moment when his fingertips were about to touch the opponent's throat, the male god with flaws all over his body raised the corners of his lips, a sinister grin outlined on his face, and the red-hot flaming magic sword in his hand was suddenly raised.

"boom!"

"Crack...!"

With the crisp sound of bones breaking, the aggressive Spider Goddess was smashed into the floor tiles by this powerful blow.

Suddenly, purple-red blood splattered everywhere, an unpleasant burnt smell filled the air, and the six limp spider legs lying on the ground twitched unconsciously.

"I thought you would hold it in for a while longer."

Loen raised the flaming sword and spoke with a smile.

The spider goddess, who was almost turned into a QR code on the ground, struggled to pull her upper body out of the deep pit, and looked at Lorne in front of her with tears in her eyes.

Sting operation? Too much.

At this moment, Rose, who had already experienced the charm of physics, understood that from the beginning to the end, she was the prey that fell into the spider web.

Because whether from the perspective of scheming or the strength just demonstrated, the guy in front of her is far better than her.

Even if she wasn't poisoned, she probably wouldn't be a match for this guy.

Realizing this cruel truth, Rose's ferocious eyes instantly cleared up. She decisively transformed her lower body from a spider into smooth, slender legs. At the same time, she raised her upper body, revealing her voluptuous figure and her three-point straight line that made people imagine infinitely, and smiled charmingly:

"My Lord, I was just joking with you."

Loen smiled and nodded, then raised the flaming sword in his hand again.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Rose, who had just climbed up, was blasted into the pit again.

Although it was the back of the sword, the flame attached to it seemed to have the power to burn the soul. The pain made Rose's face twisted. She didn't even care about her image and begged for mercy again and again:

"Let's talk it over, don't do it!"

"boom!"

"You are very angry, right? Let me help you relieve your anger!"

"boom!"

"Trust me, it's a great experience!"

"boom!!!"

Loen maintained an elegant and peaceful smile on his face, swinging the flaming sword in his hand over and over again, controlling the force to the point where it would only hurt his body but not his brain, and repeatedly hit Rose like whack-a-mole.

According to his experience, a conciliatory policy towards those capricious evil gods will only make the other party think that you are weak and can be bullied.

The only thing that can really make them surrender is a heavy punch!

Once they are beaten so hard that they are hurt and frightened, leaving an indelible psychological trauma in their hearts, only then will they become completely honest.

After half an hour of playing the whack-a-mole game, the spider goddess, who had previously had a hot and enchanting figure and sexy clothes, lay on the ground motionless, with hideous bloodstains all over her back and abdomen, and her long silver hair hung down in disarray like dry grass that had been squeezed dry of water.

But the moans coming from Rose's mouth seemed increasingly wrong.

"Hard, hard..."

It was lingering and gentle, and there seemed to be a hint of suppressed pleasure.

Looking at Rose, whose face was flushed and whose legs were rubbing together tightly, Loen's face was filled with black lines.

"Why did you stop? Keep going!"

Rose opened her eyes and spoke sincerely.
"I am guilty and have offended you. I accept the punishment!"

As Lorne listened to the high-pitched confession, his face turned even darker.

It’s over, I’ve encountered a real pervert.

Seeing that the flaming giant sword that had hit her with such pain and pleasure was actually pulled back, Rose suddenly felt as if she was being bitten by ten thousand ants, with no relief from the numbness and itchiness. She pleaded sincerely:
"My Lord, please ravage me as much as you want!"

ill!

Not only did Loen not take action, he took a step back in disgust.

Rose was extremely anxious, and she rushed forward using both her hands and feet like a strange creature.

Loen was startled and swung his sword subconsciously.

"boom!"

Faced with this powerful blow, Rose fell to the ground contentedly, and every cell in her body seemed to be vibrating with joy:

Cool!
Looking at Rose who was healing her wounds and twisting her body in the pit like a mollusk, Loen retracted the Flame Sword with a dark face, and couldn't help but feel troubled about how to deal with this Spider Goddess.

Although along the way, I have met many people with abstract personalities.

But this was the first time he had encountered a 24k pure pervert who liked sadism and masochism.

"Tell me, how should I deal with you?"

Lorne squatted down and asked Rose helplessly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the Spider Goddess, who was lying on the ground and being hammered, sat up in shock from her dying illness, knelt on the ground with her knees together, raised her head and chest, put her hands together on her thighs, and sat upright. Then she placed her hands on the ground in an inward-facing position, leaned forward, raised her upper body until her forehead hit the ground, showing her beautiful body curves, and shouted to Lorne in front of her with complete submission:
"I surrender!"

"Sincere?"

Looking at the spider goddess who was beaten half to death by him, Loen couldn't help but feel a little skeptical.

"Of course!"

Rose looked up and answered seriously.

Then, she looked at Lorne in front of her with enthusiasm and admiration, and answered sincerely:
"I have lived for so long, but I have never met a god who is more cunning, more treacherous, and more cruel than you! It is my great honor to have the opportunity to serve a villain like you who is so evil to the core!"

Hearing the other party's heartfelt praise, Loen almost wanted to draw out the flaming sword from the magic circle and stab Rose to death on the spot.

Why does this sound so much like an insult?

Aesthetics can be unpopular, but they can’t be weird!
Luo En gritted his teeth and replied coldly:

"I am a serious God!"

"Yes, yes, I will never expose your identity, let alone ruin your plan!"

Rose nodded seriously, looking serious.

Hearing this, Luo En couldn't help but get a little crazy:
"What the hell is this plan?"

"Drag those high and mighty gods into the abyss, and then burn this rotten world to ashes!"

Rose answered excitedly, her eyes full of worship for the male god in front of her. In her eyes, the god in front of her was like a ball of fire that exuded a violent, cruel and destructive aura, making the world tremble.

Hearing that sonorous answer, Loen's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

In a sense, this is his essence.

An evil god who brought destruction and disaster to the Aesir and the Nordic world.

But how did this woman know?
As Lorne asked questions, Rose answered truthfully.

The reason why she could sense Loen's destructive qualities was, on the one hand, that as a prisoner, she and the flaming sword, which served as a torture instrument, reached a certain resonance in the constant divine fusion and vibration; on the other hand, she herself also possessed a certain divinity of destiny and could vaguely see a possible future.

As we all know, darkness existed before light.

Therefore, when the two major elven tribes were first born, the dark elves were slightly stronger than the light elves.

As the patron saint of the dark elves, Rose actually indirectly controls the entire elven race.

In order to further enhance her own divinity, she was so bold as to want to get involved in the divinity of fate, to take the fate of all the elves into her own control and become the true master of the elven kingdom.

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Elohine is another divine name she gave herself, which means "Weaver of Destiny".

But although her appetite is big, her ability is far from enough.

There was no need for the three goddesses of Norn to take action personally. The Aesir gods, who were the number one fighters under fate, drove her and the dark elves under her command under the earth, forcing her to live a life of hiding all day long.

Therefore, with new hatreds and old grudges added to them, Rose has long harbored resentment towards the Aesir and the three goddesses of the Norns. She has always been thinking about taking revenge on these powerful enemies who are oppressing her and becoming the master herself.

Although she herself lacks ability, the Loen in front of her seems to have the potential to shake up fate.

Whether out of her nature of admiring the strong or to realize her own ambitions, she wants to follow the moving scourge in front of her and promote the arrival of Ragnarok.

After figuring out the reason why Rose slid to her knees so quickly and her current intention, Lorne thought for a moment and nodded slightly:
"Well, from now on, you will stay with me for the time being."

"So you forgive me for the offense?"

Rose was overjoyed when she heard this.

Because the movement was too intense, the graceful body covered with torn strips of cloth revealed large areas of crystal clear skin. The curves of the body were almost unobstructed, exuding a sinful temptation.

You can tell from the posture that the other party is very sincere.

Lorne reluctantly looked away, smiled and coughed dryly:
"No fight, no friendship. It's too polite to say anything offensive or not."

After hearing Ron's generous speech, Rose's face was suddenly filled with excitement, and she became more confident in her choice.

At this time, Loen enthusiastically helped the spider goddess who was lying on the ground up, and handed her something with a smile:
"Come, sign this contract, and we will be a family from now on."

Rose's smile froze as she looked at the parchment scroll written in divine blood in front of her, as well as the terms written alternately in runes and other strange divine patterns.

Although she was not a sorcerer specializing in contracts and magic, she was able to detect at least a dozen text traps with just a quick glance based on her past experience of defrauding and cheating people.

The content is even more harsh. Compared with it, the humans in the Midgard world who sell their bodies to each other seem a little more merciful.

At the same time, the strong sense of restraint told Rose that as long as she wrote down her real name, she would truly become a "family member" of the male god in front of her.

The only difference is that the person opposite her is a grandfather and she is the granddaughter.

Or, the other person is the father and she is the daughter?

Realizing that this contract seemed a bit shady, Rose's eyes wandered:
"Well..."

She just surrendered, not sold herself.

"It's not my family that is unwilling to pay."

Luo En spoke softly, sneered and took out the flaming magic sword, and golden flames shot up into the sky.

As an experienced user who has experienced it hundreds of times, Rose couldn't help but shudder when she saw this.

The power of this attack might make her die of pleasure.

"Sign! I sign!"

Rose nodded hastily and agreed, hurriedly writing her own divine name on the contract with divine blood.

S and M are hobbies, it doesn't mean she really wants to die.

Seeing that the contract was reached, the same compulsory divine seal as Freya's appeared on Rose's lower abdomen, and Loen nodded with satisfaction.

Ever since he tested the excellent performance of this thing on the Valkyrie, he decided to promote the [Forced Divine Seal].

However, considering that the complete casting process was too complicated and lengthy, Loen simplified the ceremony and replaced all the main procedures with a contract.

It is called - mandatory binding document.

Moreover, in order to use them when necessary, he also made several copies in advance and kept them with him.

And now, Rose, who ran into the muzzle of the gun, was his first experimental subject.

There is no doubt that this evil-minded spider goddess is not a good person, but even bad people have their uses.

Due to the lessons learned from the previous war between gods, Loen did not trust the group of light elves.

Leaving behind the spider goddess Rose and the dark elves can act as a surprise force at the critical moment to restrain the light elves of the elven kingdom.

On the other hand, if he wants to achieve the achievement of "Ragnarok" by himself, it would be too hard. Finding a few more people to share the work can not only attract the attention of the three goddesses of Norn, but also reduce his psychological burden. Why not do it?
When Luo En thought of this, his expression changed quickly, and he skillfully put on a gentle smile, and kindly helped Rose up from the ground:

"From now on, you will stay by my side. When we succeed, I will never treat you unfairly!"

"Thank you for your trust, I will do my best!"

Rose, who had eaten the pie in the sky, also became excited.

Little did she know that some unscrupulous boss was just going to treat her like a white glove to be thrown away after use.

As the damaged body was gradually repaired, Rose asked cautiously:

"Sir, what shall we do next?"

"Activate the warning spell in the temple."

Lorne answered casually.

When Rose heard this, she lowered her head timidly:

"No, I definitely don't have that thought!"

"What I mean is that I want you to activate the warning spell in the temple and use the opportunity to transfer all the dark elves in the maze here so that the light elves in the prison can escape."

Looking at the trembling Rose, Loen had no choice but to explain.

Rose was somewhat surprised when she heard this:
"Let them go? Why? If you like that little light elf girl, I can tie her up and send her to your room."

"shallow!"

Lorne rolled his eyes at Rose and snorted unhappily.

"How can the value of an elf slave girl be compared to that of an elf queen!"

Rose listened and suddenly understood. She looked at the black-hearted boss in front of her with awe and admiration.

That’s right, what’s the point of light?
The elven princess named Galadriel has the golden blood of the three major royal families of the light elves. If we take the opportunity to conquer her body and mind and make her the adults' spokesperson among the light elves, wouldn't that be equivalent to controlling the entire light elf clan in our hands?
Or simply use her to add some ingredients to the Twin Sacred Trees, so that those self-righteous light elves will be corrupted and fall into the arms of darkness!
Thinking of that wonderful scene, Rose suddenly felt as if an electric current was running through her body, and she licked her lips excitedly:

"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely help you train her well!"

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Lorne turned his head and looked at Rose, whose face was flushed, and muttered to himself.

Evil Galadriel? When did I ever say that?

However, before he could think about it, Rose had already activated the early warning ritual in the temple, and a sharp sound immediately echoed throughout the dark elf underground city.

(End of this chapter)