Taming the Dark Lord

——Born for you.

The saint said this, and there seemed to be a gorgeous flame blooming in those eyes, burning all desperate enthusiasm.

She deserves to be the chief saint carefully cultivated by the cult, and her loyalty to the God of Light is unmatched.

The Dark God's face was terribly cold, and his mental power suddenly connected to Jason, who was thousands of miles away, and cursed him bitterly.

Take a look at the pope of other people’s Illuminati, and then look at him. He is a trash snack. You can’t even grab a saint. You have lived in vain all these years?If Amelia has always been a member of the Dark God Cult, can she still have these troubles?

Jason, who is making private money: ...??

After cursing people, the Dark God looked down at Amelia.

The Dark God, who has never dealt with relationship problems, was extremely irritable. He couldn't tell the feeling in his heart. He only felt that the words of the saint made him uncomfortable, so his slender eyebrows tightened and asked: "Why? You have never seen a god. Why are you so loyal to Him."

Amelia made up casually: "I was abandoned by my parents when I was born, and almost starved to death on the street. The orphanage established by the gods took me back to raise me, and has been raising me until now. There is no God of Light. Teach, there will be no me now."

——Of course this is a lie.

In fact, the orphanages funded by Guangming Shenjiao were horribly dark.

They will indeed pick up the orphans and go back. They will provide enough food, plenty of rooms, and a few women who take care of the children. An orphanage is built like this, and the orphans are picked up and thrown away, saving worry and effort. Propagating the "loving the world" of the religious religion.

But after picking it back, is the child alive or dead?No one cares.

Before the age of six, Amelia's memory was full of hunger with little food and clothing, and impatient fists of adults. It was not until the magical aptitude was tested that her condition improved and she would not really starve to death.

At that time, the greedy and violent face of the bishop who was in charge of the orphanage left a deep impression on her, which made her always feel ill towards the Bright God Sect, and even if the conditions were good, she never thought about staying.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Amelia continued: "Everything the gods do follow your will. You saved my life. From then on, under your god seat is where my soul will return, and it is my only hope in this life. You are the only source of all my strength and faith, and the only place to go."

"My soul and □ will always belong to you, my beloved Lord."

vomit.

She vomited expressionlessly in her heart, and she was disgusted by these numbing words.

Fortunately, she was not lazy when she was in the prayer class. The prayers she had memorized were actually 10,000 times more numb.But she couldn't say anything when she thought of the dark god under her skin, so she had to be a little reserved.

But even the reserved version of the prayer is a big shock to the dark god who hasn't heard believers pray for a long time.

The dark god's expression froze.

Staring blankly at the saint who was held in the shadow by Him.

I don't know when, the two have already retreated to the corner. Amelia leaned against the cold wall behind her, feeling that the gaze above was getting more and more scorching, with anger, as if she was about to burn her directly.

After a long time, the god squeezed a word from his teeth: "...indecent."

Amelia: ...??

What?

No, where am I nasty, did I say something?Nothing.

Amelia looked over in a daze, her gaze swept across the reddish ear tips of the god, and she was silent for a moment.

Isn't it?There is nothing explicit about this, so is the virgin god so can't help but tease?

Don't ask how Amelia knows that the god is a virgin, it's a secret.

She tentatively said: "Then I... another way of saying it?"

The god was expressionless: "Shut up."

What that mouth said would only annoy him.Especially when it comes to things related to the bright dog thief, there must always be a nasty look.

And those... words, she didn't change her face even when she said it, and even a little relaxed. It can be seen that she had said it to the God of Light many times.

The dark god became more and more angry as he thought about it, and the flames burst and magma burst out, and a blazing flame appeared on the ground in the palace, cracking the half-dead hanging light, and burning cracks in the neat jade floor.

The god suppressed the murderous anger and irritability, gritted his teeth and said, "Go."

Amelia glanced at his expression, and, apart from anything else, she immediately passed through the self-parting flame and hurriedly left the volcano that was about to erupt.

Mars swept through the air that was distorted by the high temperature, and the pungent black smoke gradually rolled up.

The god sitting on the throne, in this hellish scene, raised his hand and removed a golden earring from his ear.

These earrings are of average workmanship and low-cost materials, but their design is excellent. At this moment, they are lying in the palm of a jade-like hand, and they look almost like a priceless treasure.

This is the gold jewelry that the saint bought for the dark elves.

For some reason, the Dark God suddenly found it today and hung it in his ears.The gaze of the saint passed by it countless times, but she never stopped her gaze for even a moment.

She really forgot.

The dark god's palm was closed tightly, and the metal deformed squeaking sound, his face was expressionless, but the back of his hand was violent.

It doesn't matter, forget about it.

Those memories that were particularly weak due to injuries were humiliating to him, but the shadow of the saint seemed precious to him.Now that the saint has forgotten, there is no need for this memory.

The god waved his hand to put away the flame, and he let go of his palm, and the fine golden sand flowed down from between his fingers and fell on the ground. It became one with the dust, and it was difficult to distinguish it.

The sands fell a little bit.

When the last drop of golden sand was gone, the expression of the Dark God had returned to its usual appearance.

But the love of a human being, no matter how hard it is, there will always be a day when it is obtained.He has lived for tens of billions of years, and the last thing he lacks is patience.

Amelia came out of the palace and looked back. Everything was normal outside the palace. There was no flame lava. The roses in the garden were blooming brightly, swaying gently in the breeze.

Inexplicably, suddenly became angry.

Amelia touched the shaggy hair on her arms, she almost sat on the ground with her feet weakened just now as if she was being stared at by a top predator.

This is the gap between humans and gods. Even a little emotional fluctuation is enough to make ants chill.

Amelia pursed her lips, patted the corners of her scorched skirt, and went back to her residence alone.

Three days, it was an extremely tight time for a grand ceremony. The pope didn't sleep even after his crown, with two dark circles under his eyes, he arranged the venue intensively.

Fortunately, I have been preparing for the Millennium Holy Scriptures before. Although half of it stopped for some reasons, it was better than doing it from scratch. Half of the square was directly expropriated.

The congregants were not so busy, walking hurriedly back and forth in the church.

Among the many busy voices, only two palaces were exceptionally quiet. One was where the gods were, and no one dared to approach them.The second is Amelia's residence.

According to the rules, any saint who is about to meet the gods must be alone for more than ten days in advance and avoid contact with outsiders in order to maintain their own purity.

For the past three days, Amelia, not to mention people, not even animals, lived alone in a quiet and empty palace, and was frustrated.

Today is the day for the ceremony.

She looked in the mirror and put on makeup alone. The golden paint drew complicated patterns on her forehead, which was the mark of the god of light.

Amelia originally didn't want to paint, because she was afraid that the dark god would be angry when she saw it, but the Pope did not agree, so she had to paint first, and then secretly erase it when there was no one.

Hei Shu pulled out a little body from under the four or five flower pots and slapped the book case.

——Holy lady, are you ready?

Amelia said without looking back, "Shut up and go."

Hei Shu is anxious.

——You can rest assured that I have absolutely no malice against you.

——You probably don’t know. I was actually a human being. After I died, I was stripped of the skin by the Necromancer and made into a book. My soul was imprisoned in this broken book forever.

——In the past few hundred years, I have been thinking about transforming back into a human being again, with a body and a mouth that can speak, even death is better than keeping this appearance.

——I have never lied to you, I'm telling the truth!

Amelia finally cast her eyes down and said coldly, "What about then?" She didn't mean to be moved at all.

——How can a great god care about this little dust of me.But if you can become a god, pull me a little bit, and my service this time will be worth it.

The black book enthusiastically fanned the case to blow air for the saint.

Amelia put down the pen, stood up, the petal-like skirt spread out, squeezing the dazzling brilliance in the sun, her blonde hair was rolled into a delicate pattern, and she was covered with a veil embroidered with gold patterns.

She lowered her eyes, her cobalt-blue pupils were as wide as the sea, and her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes trembled slightly.

——You must remember that you can only start when the spirit is moving, and when you are most relaxed, you must do it quickly and accurately, and you must not hesitate...

"Snapped!"

Amelia closed the book expressionlessly, eliminating the black book chatter.

The sun has passed overhead, it is time to meet the gods.

There was no one on the road, not even an animal, but Amelia knew that countless people were looking at her, looking at this woman who was so lucky to bewitch the gods.

They are assessing her, assessing her excellence, why is it worth the attention of the gods, such success can not be copied?Can they be favored by the gods?

It seems that everything that is stained with gods is worthy of their careful study with a magnifying glass.

The girl's back figure gradually disappeared in the god's residence.

Some whispering whispers sounded.

"It doesn't look very good, why is my god looking at her."

"Why doesn't she smile? Her arrogant look is really disgusting."

"Queen of God, Queen of God...what is her name?" Someone didn't even remember the name of this girl.

"It seems to be called Ami, Amelia?"

At the moment when the name was exited, a slight explosion sounded, a cloud of blood exploded, and the speaker had already exploded into blood plasma.

-Unspeakable name of God.

Did the gods even assign this authority to her?

For a while, some people were surprised, some were scared, some were jealous, all kinds of emotions surged, no one dared to speak any more, and honestly closed his mouth.

In just a few minutes, this obscure name was firmly engraved in everyone's hearts along with a sense of fear.

As for Amelia who opened the door, the scene she faced was not as beautiful as others thought.

I saw the god leaning on the armrest lazily, and a note full of words fluttered along the wind and fell directly on her hand.

The first line of the entry is: Without permission, it is not allowed to touch His body easily.