I, the Heir of Heroes

"It's the first time to meet you, the lord who is as great as you. I am [Nina Clive] from the elves, and I am very sorry for inadvertently intruding into your country."

——I'm sorry, Nina, let's borrow your name for a while!

He lowered his forehead respectfully, the shining hexagonal pupils were only calm.

Xin Ke quietly watched the existence in front of him from the reflection on the water surface, and as a matter of course, lowered his posture and introduced himself according to the original plan.

However, what responded to her was only the gradual restoration of the calm water surface like an ancient mirror.

Time is passing, and the silence of depression makes people feel so bone-chillingly cold.

No anger, no contempt, no disdain.

The only thing that blew in Xin Ke's ears was the noise of the wind like the mourning of dead souls.

—Ah~ The worst thing happened!

A sharp glow flashed across his pupils, and Xin Ke, who had been in a half-kneeling position, silently called for his cassock, and sent in the last bits of [Spirit] from all over his body, and pushed it in front of a certain switch.

but--

"Head up."

That [Divine Species] said so.

——Words are commands, and words are rules.

This is a [power] that no living being can refuse.

The body is out of control.

Astonishment appeared on his cheeks, Xin Ke raised his head subconsciously, and looked at the existence that cast the shadow on him.

It can be summed up in human form.

The slender body with a height of two meters was covered in pure black that attracted everything.

Like a burning flame, like a leaping malice.

Cangqiu’s serpentine wings are formed by the material that keeps fleeing outwards from the back. The hideous lines and exaggerated and distorted hollow shape make people doubt its function as wings.

The whole body, only the forehead is exposed.

The lines of the same color as the magma spread upwards along the neck, and finally disappeared in the bottomless pure black pupils.

Cold sweat dripped from Xin Ke's cheeks to his chest along the delicate skin.

——This is a conclusion that can be drawn based on appearance alone.

The [Divine Species] in front of them is definitely not an existence that can communicate with words.

Perhaps, in Xin Ke's memory, the garbage god who should have been sitting on the toilet until he died is much better than the one in front of him!

The beating speed of the heart suddenly increased several levels!

Xin Ke could only stare closely at the tentacled limbs that slowly stretched out towards her.

Not good, not good, not good...

This is not beautiful at all!

Suddenly recalled what she did to her junior today in her mind, and she, who wanted to cry without tears, finally felt the indescribable sense of despair at this moment.

Brainwash yourself through physical contact, assimilate yourself through the infection of power, eat yourself through the limbs that penetrate the skull...

Lose your virginity, lose your life...

All kinds of miserable ways of death emerged in Xin Ke's mind like a spring.

But, in the end—

Cardiac arrest!

Feeling an unbelievable throbbing from his body, Xin Ke stared blankly at the god who bent down in front of him.

The pitch-black tentacles didn't do anything excessive, they just landed on Xin Ke's pointed ears very naturally.

"Eh!?"

Xin Ke made a disrespectful sound without knowing why.

"Excuse me—are these ears real?"

"Are your ears faked!!!"

Not understanding the current situation at all, Xin Ke subconsciously yelled.

However, before he had time to regret his rudeness, Xin Ke collapsed to the ground.

——The ears of elves are extremely sensitive!

This is a private part that can only be touched and caressed intimately between elf couples who have undergone sacred ceremonies in the palace.

This incomparably skilled kneading technique——

The roots of the thighs couldn't help being clamped tightly, and tears began to flow on Xin Ke's inexplicably flushed cheeks.

"Yah~"