Taming the Dark Lord

Shameless!

Shameless!

You are a dignified dark god, how can you do such a shameless thing??

Amelia hugged the cold boy on her lap, and her expression was gradually demented.

What about this...

Do you still fight?

Amelia was a little bit clumsy.

Her expression was struggling, her eyes were empty, and she was entangled in how to treat the shameless and cute gods. She unconsciously touched a sticky liquid with her fingers.

After smelling it, there was also a familiar sweet smell in the air.

"You are hurt?"

Amelia regained her senses, her face was serious, and she pressed the unstruggling elf, and took a look at her shirt. There was a huge wound across her abdomen that was leaking blood.The flesh and blood turned out, and the blood was flying.

"Who did it?" She curled her eyebrows. The God of Light had fallen. Even if the rest of the people got together, it would be difficult for the rest of his hair to hurt him. Who could hurt the god so badly?

Alfonso looked very relaxed and content, as if the person who was almost cracked was not him. It looked down at the saint, touched her frowning eyebrows with cold fingers, and said, "Don't worry, he won't Appeared again."

Amelia was speechless: "Who asks you what to appear or not? I am asking this person? Which person? What does it look like?"

——So sure who to beat.

Amelia is also swelling up and flying into the sky now, and everyone dared to punch her.

Alfonso smiled, the immature boy's face looked a little bit bad, since it was removed from the godhead, the sense of existence that was not terrifying seemed to fade from it.

It smiled and said, "I won't tell you."

Amelia: "..." Love to say nothing!!

Amelia rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to it. With one hand attached to the soft abdomen of the young man, the gentle light radiated and healed the terrible wound.

Waiting for the wound to heal, Amelia kept her hands motionless, and she looked at the elf's thick eyelashes up close, making it unavoidable to think about it.

Speaking of it, this scene is really like when they first met.

In the corner of that unpopulated alley, she saw a little elf covered in wounds, with scars all over her skinny body, like a little black cat after being bullied.She didn't hold back, she took it home with a kind heart for a while, properly protected, took care of it, and then...

Then the gate of hell was opened.

Think about it carefully, fear, being chased by someone, being beaten, bullied, pouring flesh and blood from head to toe...it seems to be related to this guy.

Her lucky life that had been smooth sailing suddenly turned into a history of unlucky blood and tears.

Amelia turned black, retracted her hand, and snorted.

It can be seen that the bone wound has been healed to the point that only a little oily skin is left unclosed, and the blood stains have not been wiped off, and it looks a little messy.

Alfonso:"?"

The elf who was tugging her shirt obediently to reveal her belly was a little dazed, and she didn't understand why she was angry again.

Is this not enough?

Alfonso lowered his head and continued to meditate for a moment.

If you change a little bit...is it a cub?

It was born as an adult. It has never experienced the growth process from childhood to adulthood, and has not paid attention to what a human cub period looks like, but it should be similar to other animal cub periods.

Alfonso sketched in his mind. First of all, he must be a little fatter and smaller. The tail seems to have to be, what kind of tail?It remembered the little man book that the saint had read secretly, and one of the characters in it had a pointed devil tail.

Since she likes it, let's do this.The elf made the decision so easily, recalling what it looked like in his mind.

At this moment, the saint suddenly spoke.

"Listen, you can stay, but the rules must be set. You are not allowed to touch me without my permission. You should use honorific names when calling me. You are not allowed to disobey my orders..."

Amelia applied all her uncomfortable things to her body, and the feeling of turning over as the master made her brows, and her cold eyes became vivid again for several days.

Alfonso:"……"

Its expression is hard to describe.

……That's it?

Alfonso originally thought that after it took the initiative to lower its head and surrendered control, it was ushered in more brutal criminal laws, such as **, ** and **.It was psychologically prepared and accepted.

It once caused Amelia to suffer, but now Amelia retaliates, it deserves it.

It's just that Alfonso never expected this kind of punishment.

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Ugh.It sighed secretly. With such a soft character, he didn't know how much he would be bullied outside.

Forget it, let's teach it.

The elves thought of some bloody pictures that should be coded.

At this moment, the two suddenly stopped their movements at the same time and turned to look in a certain direction outside the window.

"Who!" Amelia shouted.

She sharpened her eyes, went through the void space, through the layers of barriers, following the magical link, and found the rude man who dared to peep at her.

In the dimly lit room, a familiar man sat on a high stool inlaid with flowers and jade. He closed his eyes, closed his hands, and controlled the magic circle in front of him, connected to a mirror.It was her face that clearly appeared in the mirror.

It's an ordinary human.

Although I want to be a bit stronger than other humans and have a higher social status, in the eyes of the gods, worms of all sizes are worms.

Insects should live well in the soil and should not try to spy on the heavenly world.

Amelia hooked her fingers slightly, her eyes were so beautiful that her eyes burst out without knowing what color they were.

With a pop, thick blood splashed all over.

As soon as the magic circle in the man's hand dissipated, he covered his eyes and wailed in pain, and his hand kept lit up with a rapid and dazzling halo, trying to heal himself.But the pair of hollow eye sockets were still bloody and bloody, nothing grew out, and the pain became more intense.

Amelia did not snatch his eyes from the mouth, but from the soul.

Even if his soul was reincarnated after his physical death, the vacancy of the soul would make him blind forever.

But this is not enough.

Amelia sighed deeply. The tyrannical feeling from the bottom of her heart made her eyes scarlet, and her fingertips trembled with excitement. When her palm turned over, an invisible sharp gold line drew towards the knight’s neck. .

That's right, the knight commander.

When the man raised the headache, she recognized this familiar man.

The knight commander, who hadn't seen since the slave market massacre case was closed, had a quiet, reliable, and magical image in her mind, which was very different from the mysterious appearance now.

Amelia did not explore the secret thoughts in it. Her eyes were full of tyranny and killing. Only blood and death could relieve this burning sensation of thirst.

The gold thread carried the murderous intent to the sky, and all the objects obstructing it were easily cut apart. There was no sound from the goblet, candlestick, and corner of the cabinet.

Between the sparks and flints, even the things that were divided into two had no time to fall.

The knight commander covered his eyes, dizzy with pain, his entire attention was focused on the painful eye sockets, and he didn't notice the murderous intent that was coming toward him aggressively.

"what happened?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and thin shadow walked in.

The knight commander gritted his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth: "Go! I was...discovered."

Hearing the words, the visitor pulled up the knight commander's arm and led the person out with half a drag.

"Crunch".

The door was closed hard.

The room was silent for less than half a second, and suddenly there was a crackling falling sound, and the table top near the high chair was in a mess, like a knife that was cut from a certain height, cutting everything to nothing, but He stopped abruptly, less than a finger-length away from the seat.

"Huh...huh..." Amelia panted, her hands trembling constantly.

Fortunately, she reacted in a timely manner and stopped quickly, otherwise the upper half of the knight commander would have landed at this time.

Not only landing, but more accurately, it should be divided into many pieces before landing.

"I, why...?" Amelia was stiff and her brain was blank.

Since when has she killed so easily?

Obviously things that can be done only by erasing memories or simply wipe the neck, why would she...

Amelia dullly shifted her gaze to her palm, tried to hold it, and the touch of the water-rich sphere exploded in her palm as if she could still feel it.

Disgusting.However, it should not be ignored that the satisfaction of running up at the same time is stronger than the feeling of vomiting.

-"You finally feel it."

Amelia turned her head following the voice, and the elf was looking at her with an expression of'this little trash is really hopeless'.

"You have swallowed two divine powers, two beliefs, and you have been affected so much that you have only discovered now."

Alfonso's tone was helpless and a little subtle, and the look in her eyes was like a good student looking at the bottom of the class, which was a bit weird.

"Believers will convey to the gods not only positive emotions such as reverence, hope, and love, but also negative emotions, such as jealousy, hatred, anger, greed, pain..."

"And the superposition of these emotions will have an impact on the personality of the god, making him gradually irritable and bloodthirsty. The dog and I are born gods, and we have long been used to it. You are the first god to be transformed. The impact will indeed be greater."

"Everything in the world is two-sided. Since you enjoy the respect and power that the position of the gods gives you, you must also endure the depression and pain it brings."

The little elf raised her head, her blood-red eyes reflected her ambiguous face. It seemed to be smiling, and he raised his hand and patted the back of her trembling hand: "It's okay, do it as you want."

"You can do whatever you want, because you are the only god left in this world."

"No one can exceed your will, including me."

The elf raised the back of her hand, and dropped a kiss like a dragonfly on the thin white joints.

It was very light and cold, but Amelia shivered from the heat.