Feast of villains

Chapter 160 160.

Author: Yuyu Kuaidong

Chapter 160 160.

The shining star hall.

Lucifer, wearing a flowing water suit, was shrouded in warm light, making it completely impossible for people to notice the discomfort of being in hell.

Nance stood up and moved his body.

Suddenly a strange feeling came over me.

He looked down.

"...fuck!"

On his bare chest, there was a gap as big as a vegetable plate.

But when he lowered his head and looked in, it was pitch black inside.

There is no human tissue and no view of the rear.

It's like...

A hole opened in his chest, which connected to another time and space.

"What the hell? What's going on? How can this be done?" Nance was so frightened that he yelled out a set of three words in the northeastern dialect of the empire.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched it, but his hand disappeared directly and could not come out from his back.

This thing seems to really lead to another space...

"Here, let's drink a glass of juice to calm down the shock."

Someone next to me handed over a glass of juice with ice cubes.

She even pointed the straw at him thoughtfully.

Nance took a few sips subconsciously, and then he reacted and glared at Irene, who had changed back to someone who didn't know when: "What's going on?"

"Ah, this is a contract."

Erin put the straw he used in her mouth, sipping the juice and said with a proud look on her face.

"What kind of contract is this?"

"You want to regret it?"

"No, when did I agree..."

Irene glared at him angrily, "Didn't I just mention the contract? You didn't say no!"

"...How can I speak in the state I was in just now?" Nance's face darkened.

Erin gave him the juice he had taken two more sips of: "Give it to me!"

"Uh, I'm not thirsty anymore..."

"You don't dare to refuse the juice I gave you, how brave you are!"

The sound is not loud, but it sounds no less than thunder in Nansi.

He looked helplessly at this moody female police officer. Her beautiful and flawless face, full of vitality and vigor, really made his teeth itch with hatred.

"I didn't poison it, drink it quickly!" Irene shouted.

Rather than saying that she handed over the cup, Nance felt more like she was pointing a gun at him... Just as he was about to take the cup over, he realized a major problem belatedly.

——Both of them are naked!

"Well, Miss Irene..."

"What?"

"Let's see if you can find some clothes..."

"cannot!"

Irene put one hand on her slim waist, showing an expression like a cat teasing a mouse, and even her pupils seemed to be shining with golden light.

"Look, my hair, my figure, the texture of my skin..." She smiled brightly and hooked Nance's chin with her fingers, "Please take your time to appreciate it. Of course, please don't touch it! Unless you don't want to go back.

It’s on the ground.”

"..."

Nance took the cup and looked down at the juice inside.

What is the psychological activity of this evil queen with the appearance of an angel and the body of a devil?

It really makes people’s heads grow big.

He was drinking juice.

Slowly, slowly, I bent my back.

As if she had seen through his current state, a queen's proud smile appeared on the corner of Irene's mouth.

The way she showed off her body without any scruples was particularly attractive. She had one hand on her hip, raised her chest and raised her head, and her serious tone was even more amazing.

"I connected your heart with mine," she said.

"Um?"

Nance was stunned.

"What do you mean?" He had an extremely ominous premonition.

Erin's eyes shone with evil light: "In other words, I shared my feelings with you. When you touched inside just now, you actually touched my body."

"..."

Nance was growing increasingly uneasy.

He pointed to the big hole in his chest: "The missing heart belongs to you."

"No, why do I need the heart of a little whale?" Irene waved her little hand and said proudly: "I just left something in your body when I recast your body."

Nance looked stunned.

Shouldn't it be him who said these somewhat evil words...

"To put it simply, I have left a sensing and transfer device on you." Irene's little hand stretched out and gently brushed the hole on his chest, "From now on, all your body and nerve sensations will be the same as mine.

Shared.”

The hole in my chest disappeared.

Nance was a little dazed by what she said. After a while, he finally realized: "Does this mean you can enjoy whatever I do?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's right, otherwise why would I bother so much..." Irene looked proud.

Nance closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then grabbed her arms: "You are a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking, right?"

"That's not the case!" Erin's eyes rolled around.

"I think that's what it's all about!"

"Did you tell me everything?"

"Are you trying to steal the feelings of my future life with the Queen?"

"Oh, you know..." Irene showed a knowing bright smile and patted his shoulder like a good friend, "We have such a good relationship. If we have a woman, of course we should enjoy it together. Right?"

"How to turn it off?" Nance glared at her.

Eileen raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's your attitude! I, the mighty Seraph Archangel, the mighty arrogant monarch, personally condescended to help you. For you, my sister stayed awake, didn't eat or drink, and worked hard to save your dog's life.

, but you are not even willing to share your little feelings with me? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

"Well……"

Nance was speechless for a moment.

"Hurry up and apologize to me!" Irene patted him on the shoulder again and said magnanimously: "For the sake of my good mood, this matter is over."

What a bullshit.

Nance looked at his chest with a dark face.

...Irene cannot be dealt with. This matter must be reported to the Queen and let the Queen find a way to solve it.

"By the way, are you satisfied with your current body?" Irene asked with a smile, the burning light in her eyes jumping like flames.

Only then did Nance realize that he seemed to have grown a lot taller.

In the past, his height was five centimeters shorter than Irene's. Now that everyone was naked, he was surprised to find that his line of sight could actually reach the top of her head.

"A man can't be shorter than a woman like me, don't you think?" Irene crossed her arms and smiled happily, "I raised you ten centimeters according to my own preferences. It feels like your whole body has suddenly

It’s just gone up a notch.”

Her breasts were already plump and tall.

Being hugged by her arms like this, her hot and sexy curves were even more exposed.

"Such a great kindness, do you want to kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, hold my instep, kiss it, and swear to be Lord Lucifer's licking dog for the rest of your life?" Irene continued to speak in a proud tone.

Nance ignored her.

He is feeling his new body.

In addition to being taller and stronger, the magic energy in his body has also reached a new level.

It was originally the second level, but now it has reached the peak state of the third level, and is only one step away from reaching the extraordinary level.

"How can I be promoted to a demon?" Nance asked without any distractions.

"Well, well, let's see if you can figure out what you want..." Eileen said, looking him up and down, "Only when you understand what's in your heart can you find a way to become a demon."

"How specific?"

"For example, greedy demons generally want money, so when they are promoted to demons, most of them will have the idea of ​​'the richest man' or the 'lord of wealth'. At this time, the monarch to whom the camp belongs will feel

Their wishes give them extraordinary power to help them achieve their wishes. But if they fail to fulfill their wish before reaching the first and third levels, the monarch will withdraw the power given and take away the souls together."

"I probably understand..."

All Nance thinks.

To put it simply, the monarch is a loan shark.

If you can achieve the goal, it will continue to lend money, allowing you to complete the promotion to the next great realm; if you cannot achieve the goal, your soul will be taken away and become the nourishment of the monarch.

There are three major realms of demons.

In other words, if a familiar does not want to lose its soul, it must either not be promoted to a demon, or it must be promoted to the third level.

It's hard to say, and even harder to do.

The three major realms mean changes in three identities.

For example, the "richest man" mentioned by Erin, how many demons of greed are there? It's not clear, but there are tens of millions, right? How many richest men are there? Even if you only become the richest man for a day, the difficulty is as high as climbing to the sky.

?.

Even if you are lucky enough to become the 'richest man', what will you do next?

The ‘Lord of Wealth’ of the entire world?

What standards must be met to be called the Lord of Wealth?

In general, while being promoted to a demon and gaining extraordinary power, the familiar also loses its corresponding freedom... They will have to fight for their desires for the rest of their lives. Otherwise, they will be swallowed up by the original desire and lose everything.

Including your own soul.

I finally understand what Zweig said.

——All gifts from fate have their prices secretly marked.

Erin looked at Nance, who was frowning and thinking, with a smile. There were some evil excited particles in his eyes shining: "If you are afraid, just switch to the arrogant camp. I will open the back door for you and guarantee your promotion."

The road is clear."

Nance pretended not to hear.

If he dares to agree, the Queen will tear him alive later.

Don’t underestimate the jealousy of the jealous queen!

Irene's naked body was right in front of him, but he didn't dare to look at it. Instead, he lowered his head and moved his new body.

This strong body burst out with unexpected strength.

The stretching and contraction of the tendons brings a strong sense of rhythm, and along with the pulling, the whole body makes a crisp crackling sound of bone friction.

Nance was overjoyed and looked up at Eileen: "Is this also changed to your liking?"

"..."

These words confused the arrogant monarch.

Actually...she really sensed the internal structure of her body and specially gave him a size that best suited her. But Nance asked it so openly, even though she was arrogant enough, she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

Nice to answer.

Oh, yes, I just pinched it for myself...

provoke.

What a bitch to say.

How could the majestic Lord Lucifer steal my sister’s man!

Nance noticed that her expression was a little strange.

That smooth body and originally white skin seemed to be a little red.

What a flawless body.

The base is as smooth as the finest white satin, and the surface is rich and ruddy, shining with a rose-colored light.

"Ah, that's right!" Irene suddenly let out a silver bell-like laughter, covering up the discomfort in her heart, "Anyway, congratulations on your advancement, I'm very happy!"

"Thank you." Nance thanked him.

"Don't be so polite to me." Irene waved her hand nonchalantly, tilted her head to look at him, her expression suddenly became serious: "When you finish the chores in New Yokohama, I will take you to Southern Europe to help you become a demon. You

Is there anything in particular that you want to achieve now?"

"Uh, powerful?" Nance wasn't sure.

"Powerful power, that's right." Irene conjured up three cups of milk tea, dropped one cup on the ground, handed one to Nance, and drank the other cup while talking, "Starting from the evolution of wisdom, the desire to have more power

The power of love is one of the instincts engraved in human genes. But my support for you doesn’t seem too strong... Do you want something more?"

"What I want more..." Nance thought for a moment, "Ruling the world?"

"Ha, so boring?" Irene was amused by him, her whole upper body trembled with laughter, and said with disdain from the bottom of her heart: "With the two monarchs of me and Ximena supporting you, ruling the world will be difficult for you.

, what kind of goal is that?”

"Then..." Nance thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Be the master of the harem?"

"Ahem, what, what..." Irene choked, her face turned red, "Including me?"

"I didn't say that." Nance quickly cleared the relationship.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's true, that, that. It doesn't matter if you include me, I'm very happy."

Erin let out an exaggerated laugh.

This kind of posture is very suitable to be described as lying with a blushing face and a heart that does not beat. Adding shamelessness would be even more correct.

Nance rolled his eyes at her and asked again: "Immortal?"

"Well, it's a bit difficult. Even I don't know if I can live longer than the universe. Besides, it's really boring to live so long. Like me, you change your identity every once in a while to experience a different life.

That’s what’s interesting...Oh, by the way, you know ‘entropy increase’, right?”

"I know." Nance nodded.

Eileen said seriously: "The flow of heat from high-temperature objects to low-temperature objects is irreversible. The entropy of an isolated system can only increase, or remain unchanged, and can never decrease. It will eventually reach the maximum state of entropy, which is the most chaotic and disordered state of the system.

status."

"so what?"

"You pig brain, think about it, a living body is a system."

"Oh!" Nance suddenly realized, "In other words, the longer a creature lives, the more chaotic it is, which will eventually lead to internal chaos."

"That's right!" Eileen said with a cowardly expression. "Most of the creatures that live for a long time end up going crazy. I understand this very well. After all, I existed at the beginning of the creation of the world.

There are not many angels who have lived longer than me. To tell you the truth, I suspect that old man in heaven is already crazy..."

"I see."

Nance thought to himself, science is indeed the end of the universe...

Erin, who was sipping milk tea, suddenly lit up.

She noticed that a certain jealous queen was heading towards her palace.

"Hey, Nance!" Erin suddenly smiled and opened her arms toward him: "To celebrate your promotion, let's dance."

Under the diffuse holy light, her whole body exuded the noble and majestic temperament of an archangel.

And it’s a naked archangel.

That delicate and flawless appearance, the proud curvature of her chest, her pink and tender slender and flat belly, and underneath her equally smooth body, are a pair of beautiful long legs that look proud of the world.

Nance wanted to accept her invitation.

But after getting to know her character well, he knew that there was definitely a trap in it.

"You have to take your time to drink tea!"

Nance turned and ran.

But this is hell, the palace of an arrogant monarch. Lord Lucifer personally took action, how could he escape...

(End of chapter)