Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 388 Breeding module, nothing more than that (4.6k)

"Can't sleep, come and take a look."

Themis explained softly while placing a pot of flower brew and several plates of snacks that she brought with her on the table, and smiled lightly and extended an invitation to Lorne.

"Drink a couple of drinks with me?"

It was hard to deny the hospitality, and Lorne couldn't refuse it. He sat at the table in a bathrobe, took the pleasant-smelling flower wine and drank it in one gulp, trying to relieve the thirst that seemed to be getting stronger in his mouth.

However, after drinking a cup of flower brew, the thirst in his mouth not only did not subside, but seemed to become more obvious.

Even his body began to feel a little hot, as if balls of fire were burning in his blood.

"Another drink?"

A soft voice came, and Themis on the opposite side stood up considerately, picked up the silver-plated wine bottle, bent down slightly, and refilled the cup for Lorne.

Lorne came back from his dazed thoughts, inadvertently raised his eyes slightly, and saw two tall peaks that almost broke through the loose collar of his bathrobe and hit the tip of his nose.

- Wealthy and generous.

Lorne commented secretly in his mind, then looked away and coughed dryly to change the subject.

"Is it because of what happened during the day that you can't sleep?"

"Isn't there any other reason?"

Themis shook her head: she raised her chin and stared at Lorne opposite, then smiled and spoke.

"For example, I miss you..."

"Ahem!"

Lorne coughed heavily, and the flower wine he had just poured into his mouth almost sprayed out of his nose.

Although the atmosphere in Greece is relatively open, there is no need for your majestic goddess of justice to be so direct, right? Knocking on the door late at night?

etc……

Is Themis so horny?

Lorne narrowed his eyes, suddenly woke up, and looked warily at the goddess of justice opposite.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, were you discovered so quickly?"

The voice of regret came, and ripples appeared on the goddess of justice's body like water waves. Her wealthy and generous peaks shrank sharply, her medium figure became taller, and her long golden hair was dyed a bright rose red.

Lorne's eyes swept over those delicate and charming facial features, and his face turned dark.

"Venus? Why is it you?"

"As I said just now, I miss you."

Mecha Venus answered with a smile, wrapped her body around like a snake, put her arms around her boss's right hand and shook it gently, looking intimate.

Lorne was unmoved and pushed Venus' head away unceremoniously: "Be more serious!"

"You don't like this mode? Well, let me change it!" The red-haired machine god blinked and then snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, Venus's body was like a ball of flowing mercury, her height decreased, her chest outline grew, and her figure became petite and approachable.

As the final light color changed, a homely goddess with long black hair and blue eyes rushed forward, hugged Lorne's neck, and shook her affectionately.

"Lorne, did you miss me?"

"Hestia..."

Lorne murmured subconsciously, but he quickly reacted and quickly shook his somewhat groggy head to dispel this wrong perception. He pulled Venus away from him, who was immersed in the role-playing, and looked up and down at the last machine god of the Bronze clan in surprise.

After several inspections, he finally understood why Venus' disguise was able to hide from his eyes.

Because in a sense, Venus is not called [disguise], but called [transformation].

As a spirit intelligence gathering and infiltration machine, the metallic fluid on her body can give her the ability to easily change her appearance, height, weight, voice and other factors. Moreover, she can also use the collected data to simulate the divine wavelengths of different targets and play the role perfectly.

If you look at the appearance alone, it is difficult to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake one.

Lorne didn't realize this just now, and was hidden by Themis who turned into Venus.

If this woman hadn't still maintained her original temper and had flaws in her actions and words that were inconsistent with Themis's nature, he might still have been kept in the dark until now.

"Are you still not satisfied? That's okay, I'll change it again."

At this time, Mecha-Venus seemed to be more interested in role-playing, snapping her fingers again and performing a third change.

But this time, she took on the appearance of Athena and gave orders arrogantly.

"Lie down, I want to be on top!"

"Ahem..."

Lorne coughed violently and couldn't help but think of the scene when Athena rode him for the first time.

If he hadn't determined that the Mecha-god of the Bronze Clan had not yet been born and walked at that time, he would have thought that this woman had heard his and Athena's confrontation at the scene.

But speaking of it, whether it is Themis, Hestia, or Athena, this woman can use her own divine power and characteristics to play her role to the extreme, and her figure and appearance are exactly the same.

So if someone brings her into the account, will it mean that he has married all the beauties in Greece?

Some disharmonious images flashed through Lorne's mind, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of charm in his heart.

Seeing the subtle change in his boss's expression, Venus' confidence greatly increased.

"Want to come?"

"If you don't agree, get lost!"

Lorne suppressed his eagerness to move, slapped the eager Venus away, and scolded her righteously.

"What nonsense have you been thinking about all day? Is there a virus in your head?"

"No, I'm normal! More normal than ever!"

Venus shook her head, spread her right hand, looked at the pink halo flowing in her palm, her eyes flashing with excitement.

"And, I seem to have found an opportunity for my advancement."

"What?"

"Mating!"

Venus uttered the tiger and wolf words seriously, explaining

"The bronze tribe has no concept of sexual reproduction, and their emotions are not rich. As the god of love, it is difficult for me to obtain the power of faith from the entire tribe, but after paying tribute to them, I found that after experiencing sadness, the program restrictions in my body seemed to have loosened signs."

Lorne thought for a moment and said his own inference.

"The accumulation of emotions can enrich your self?"

"Yes! I think so too!"

Venus nodded happily, looking at her boss who seemed to know everything in surprise, and her eyes became more eager.

"So I thought, since even the emotion of sadness can make me perfect, then if it is an emotion and behavior that is consistent with my divinity, can I get a further improvement?"

Lorne heard this and couldn't help but think of the divine power of love that Venus had stolen, and immediately understood her intention.

"You want me to be your guinea pig?"

"No, the test has been successful! During my estrus to you, I found that my divine core and divinity were highly active! This method is absolutely feasible!"

Venus answered excitedly, as if she saw a brighter future.

Nonsense, you stole the power of love of Aphrodite's bus. Whoever you meet, your divinity will be active!

Lorne secretly complained in his heart while giving earnest advice.

"The power of love is not only reflected in the attraction between the two sexes and the mating of men and women. Saving innocent lives in danger and promoting aesthetics and fraternity may also be a way."

"That's right."

Venus nodded, seeming to agree with Loen's statement, but then changed the subject and continued to tear off her boss's bathrobe.

"But this is faster!"

Okay, okay, you are not going to listen, right?

Loen laughed in anger and pulled Venus, who wanted to plot against him, off his body, ready to throw the woman out of the house.

However, because he used too much force, he accidentally pulled off the half-covered bathrobe on Venus, exposing a body that perfectly matched the golden ratio to the air.

Loen inexplicably felt his blood swell, and the temperature in the room rose sharply. The goddess of love and beauty, Venus, who was holding her chest with her hands, seemed like a piece of ice in the hot summer, exuding a comfortable coolness, which made people want to press her under their bodies and ravage her.

As the impulse in his brain began to attack his rationality, Lorne suddenly realized that something was wrong. He shook his head and gritted his teeth to look at Venus opposite him.

"What did you do to me?"

"Oh, in order to get you into the state as soon as possible, I added the extracted sex pheromones to the flower wine and snacks."

Venus pointed to the plates and wine jugs on the table and answered as a matter of course.

Sex pheromones?

This thing is not a product of power, nor does it belong to the category of magic potions. In theory, it perfectly bypasses the detection of divinity.

And...

Lorne thought of the two things on the table that he had almost eaten and drunk up, and his heart was shocked.

"How much did you add?"

"Not much, I ran all over the Ares Mountain to extract all the pheromones here."

Venus blinked, looking innocent.

All? !

Lorne couldn't help but stop his heart and lungs, and looked at Venus in front of him with murderous eyes.

Due to the large number of Typhon's offspring, the ecological environment of the entire Ares Mountain has changed. The mating and eating desires of various animals and monsters are extremely strong.

If Venus really ran all over the Ares Mountain to prepare medicine for him, Lorne dared not imagine how strong the effect of this thing was.

As if intimidated by the fierce eyes of her boss, the red-haired female mecha shrank her neck and hurriedly smiled in a low voice.

"Isn't it because you are bored at night, so I find something to cheer you up? If you are not satisfied with me, I will go to the next door to drug Themis!"

As he said, a bronze mecha with a lack of moral sense quietly retreated to the door, ready to pull the goddess of justice next door to resist the thunder.

"Want to leave? Come back to me!"

Lorne dragged Venus, who had slipped to the door, into the house and threw her directly on the bed. The eyes staring at the culprit had become hot and red because the sex pheromones began to take effect.

But Venus, the instigator, did not show much fear on her face, but was filled with strong curiosity and expectation.

"Have you figured it out?"

The bronze race is a metal species born for evolution. Unlike humans made of flesh and blood, they cannot be measured by the good and evil of the ordinary world, nor can they be deterred by ordinary pain.

For the wear-resistant bronze race, the act of mating may only be worth studying.

Especially for Venus who wants to perfect the power of love, this is an extremely interesting topic.

The corners of Loen's lips rose, smiling without saying a word, then he raised his hand slightly, pierced his palm with his fingertips, and let the golden red blood fall on Venus' body. His lips and teeth moved gently, and he chanted the poetic words slowly.

"...Eternal life, born from birth, given by death.

Because of your sins, anoint and brand.

Forgiveness is here, and I swear by my flesh..."

The afterglow of the divine words echoed in Venus' ears, and the golden-red divine blood turned into divine liquid, which penetrated the magic circle formed on the surface of the skin and completely merged into Venus' body.

At the same time, an unprecedented sense of heaviness spread throughout the body of the bronze machine god.

Venus raised her arm, looked at the crystal clear skin and the purple meridians intertwined under the skin, and asked curiously.

"What is this?"

"Blessing."

Lorne smiled brightly and answered in a gentle voice.

"I use my own blood to take flesh for you, so that you can transcend the shackles of metal and gain the flesh of nature."

"Really? Then I have to feel it well!"

Venus was slightly stunned, then touched her warm cheek, like a child who got a new toy, and then pinched and twisted her crystal arm, experiencing this flesh and blood entity that is different from metal.

But soon, she discovered the various disadvantages of flesh and blood, which are not tolerant to pain, cold and heat, easy to be injured, and inconvenient to repair.

Even the output power is limited by the body's tolerance.

For a moment, Venus was somewhat bored.

"The flesh and blood body is such an inconvenient thing."

"But it has a benefit you want."

"What?"

"Let you experience what human love is."

Lorne narrowed his eyes slightly, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

"Don't you want to have sex with me? Now I can satisfy you!"

The instinct of self-protection from life made the expression on Venus's face freeze instantly, and subconsciously wanted to support the newly acquired flesh and blood body and distance herself from the man with a gloomy breath in front of her.

However, with a stinging pain in the scalp, the red hair scattered behind the head was roughly grabbed.

The female machine god who couldn't break free was thrown on the bed, and a golden and red blood-filled figure mercilessly knocked on the door of science and personally tested the breeding module that Venus was proud of.

Venus was struck by lightning, and she no longer had the mood to study, and felt that everything in front of her was like a nightmare.

This is the strong ravaging the weak, without the slightest mercy, tenderness, or pause.

Pain, unprecedented pain!

The blood is burning, the muscles are twitching, the bones are wailing, and every inch of skin seems to be gnawed and bitten by a poisonous snake.

The body that has been ravaged again and again constantly introduces the real five senses into her consciousness, like the surging waves washing over the reefs, almost tearing her mind to pieces again and again.

After an unknown amount of time, the fierce conquest stopped with a hoarse wail from the loser.

However, just a moment later, a new cycle began again.

The suffering woven by pain and pain, the impact brought by love and desire, made Venus's consciousness gradually become chaotic and confused.

Will die! Will die!

Some terrible thought awakened her desire to survive.

However, no matter how she begged for mercy or how she wailed, the violent beast had no mercy and kept ravaging the prey under its claws.

Driven by instinct, Venus didn't think too much and bit her tongue, spurting out golden red divine blood.

A wisp of pink mist formed, as if it had life, passing through the crack of the door, drilling into the next room, and penetrating into the body of a certain figure.

At this time, Themis, who was sleeping on the bed, sat up as if she had sensed something, and seemed to hear a series of discordant sounds coming from the next room.

What happened?

The goddess of justice frowned, got up from the bed, and came to the door that made the noise with the sword of judgment.

The hilt inlaid with gems slightly touched, and the defensive barrier in front of the door rippled like water waves.

"I'm in?"

Themis reminded and pushed the door open, but the step she took was stiffly suspended in the air, and the eyes looking into the room were filled with surprise and shock.

In a messy bedroom, another "self" was lying on the bed, enduring the fierce bombardment from behind.

This scene also made Lorne, who was working hard, suddenly stop breathing and go crazy.

Venus, you framed me!

Just as Lorne was thinking about how to deal with this dishonest subordinate, the machine god Venus made a sad cry and asked for help to the goddess of justice outside the door.

"He is poisoned! He mistook me for you, help me!"

Themis outside the door was shocked when she heard the words. Looking at her friend in the house with red eyes and obviously not in a good mental state, she bit her cherry lips lightly, made up her mind, and resolutely stepped into the house to save the innocent who suffered for her.

The sound of cloth tearing came, the king and the rook changed positions, and a new round of conquest began again.

Outside the house, thick clouds covered the moon, the storm was fierce, and the rain poured down, as if the gods were ruthlessly whipping the whole world.