I am a stubborn person and work for the evil god to fight against female prostitution.

The gloomy basement of the rock structure, the pitch-black altar, the lights that are lit one by one.

Dust falls, and the dreary air fills it.

A beautiful woman in a black robe stood respectfully at the foot of the steps.

She was holding a mysterious black locket with something she didn't know what to do.

"Your Excellency, Noble God, on this holy birthday, please receive a small gift from Ophelia. The

woman swayed her peach-like mature figure, stepped forward, and placed the black box squarely in the center of the altar.

As if attracted by a demonic power, the latter vanished almost instantly.

She took two steps back and bowed deeply.

At the same time, the woman stretched out her hand and pressed it on the altar, and the energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye followed.

The black-streaked ornament on the altar suddenly writhed, and a thorn-encircled spike stretched out like a living creature.

Whoosh!

Fly straight into the palm of a glamorous mature woman!

"Hmm, a feeling I haven't felt for a long time. "

The blood light squirmed, greedily drawing magic and even life force from this wound.

It seems that the gift that the beautiful woman Ophelia said just now is her own body.

Enduring the pain that came like a tidal wave, Ophelia clenched her silver teeth and swallowed the pain cry back into her stomach.

Heavy breathing echoed through the air, sweat dripping down her forehead.

It seems that even for her extremely powerful, sacrifice is still a difficult process.

It'll be over soon, Ophelia said to herself.

This is the great god testing his loyalty.

If you can't survive, you are not worthy of leading the demon race to victory in the thousand-year war, and you are not worthy of becoming the female demon king who reigns over the world.

Of course, with their own strength, they can completely defeat the rotten Terran army head-on.

Those pampered wine bags and rice bags are not worth mentioning at all in their combat ability on the cruel battlefield.

But, after all, they have artifacts, and they have the favor of the supreme gods, so they can't be careless no matter what!

Thinking of this, the pain in the heart came again.

Ophelia subconsciously covered her right rib with her free left hand.

The annoying burning sensation seemed to burn her internal organs to the ground, and she couldn't help but snort.

Previously, because of carelessness, there was a wound left by the Victory Sword given by the goddess.

For a long time, it will have to be suppressed with additional mana.

Whenever she was weak, the wound that had already healed would take the opportunity to ignite the flames of the sun, making her already bad state even worse.

Thinking of this, Ophelia's face couldn't help but be clouded. She scolded

, "Damn the goddess of justice, she doesn't know right from wrong, she only knows how to shelter the weak Terran!"

But it doesn't matter, she comforted herself.

In ancient times, we demons were not without the protection of goddesses.

Our great demons all over the Western Realm have also had moments of weakness.

At that time, it was the god of the silver moon, the goddess of the night, who saved us.

She never gave up on us!

It's just that we and the demons are too arrogant and arrogant, and when we grow up, we neglect to sacrifice to the goddess.

No wonder the goddess has abandoned us!

This is our own doing, and we can't blame others.

But, now, we need the help of the Goddess.

As the active leader of the demon race, the demon king of the Western Realm, I, Ophelia, must put aside my senseless pride and be the first to offer sacrifices to the goddess.

Set an example for the hesitant demons.

I will offer my loyalty to the gods, and in return, the gods will reward them.

As long as we can obtain the artifact of restraining humans and pull them to the same starting line as us, when the time comes, the human alliance will be nothing more than a chicken, tile dog, and my great demon clan can be wiped out with a snap of a finger.

And I'm going to be crowned the king of the world

! Whahahaha!

Thinking of this, Ophelia suddenly felt that her waist no longer hurt, her legs no longer sore, and even her wounds were relieved a lot.

She said that the pain was completely bearable, and she even wanted the gods to pump more, faster.

"Oh, do you mean...?"

Ophelia's eyes widened.

As far as her eyes could see, a purple-red halo of evil light suddenly lit up on the pitch-black altar, gradually condensing into a ball of chaotic light large enough to hold one person.

"God of the Silver Moon, the Goddess of the Night is coming!" At

the same time, she also felt the power of extracting magical energy even more urgently.

You can't be wrong, such a powerful suction is a miracle in this world that only gods can do.

It must be a sign of the manifestation of the god of the silver moon

! But it is not enough! more power is needed, more sacrifices are needed.

Holding back the feeling of weakness that came over her like a tide, and not caring for decency, Ophelia leaned herself against the altar, and she turned her head to shout out the basement door.

"Where is the demon general under my command?"

a tall warrior in heavy armor and a halberd in his hand stepped in.

At the sight of Ophelia, he immediately fell to his knees, and all that could be seen from the cold helmet was the blood in his scarlet eyes.

"Obey the Demon King's call!"

"Good," Ophelia tried not to make her voice seem too weak.

"Bring the predetermined 'sacrifice'. "

Do what you want!" the

Witch King urged, looking at the altar that had become very visionary, "Be quick." Of

course, the demon general also noticed this, even if he was as calm as him, and his voice at this time clearly revealed the excitement and excitement before the success.

"Yes!" the

loyal demon quickly retreated, leaving Ophelia alone to murmur in place.

"That's a world-shattering genius that even this demon king is jealous of, but it's a pity that he was born in the human race. Such a perfect sacrifice must have been delighted by the gods. "

No, I'm not happy at all!"

I complained in the midst of a ball of light that was shielded from outside prying eyes.

Actually, I regained consciousness when Ophelia offered her first magic.

After recognizing my current situation, my mentality almost exploded

! So what is this? Seriously, is that guy Xiao Porcelain mistaken?

The birth point is actually the headquarters of the Demon King Army, what kind of heavenly collapse is this

! I am a new one at all now, and no matter how powerful my ability is, I have no time to grow

! I can't stand it! I really can't stand it!

This is the rhythm of the sudden death at the beginning!

It's safe to be in the ball of light, and that's true, but...

What is certain is that if the so-called god in the mouth of the female demon king (according to the previous honorific name, I reasonably infer that it is Xiao Porcelain) does not come, she will definitely be suspicious.

If they choose to find a way to open this ball of light and look at it, then needless to say, I will be miserable.

As an orthodox Terran, of course I can't be a god of the Demon Race.

I don't have divine powers, and I'm a man, and I don't fit the description of a goddess, so I can't fool if I want to.

And if they don't want to open the ball of light, for fear of blasphemy, that's not necessarily a good thing.

Because, as an orthodox human race... I'm

going to eat!It's over!Isn't this going to be a death if you think about it

!"Hey!Hey, you irresponsible bastard goddess!"

lowered her voice, afraid to be heard by Ophelia, who was only a stone's throw away from him.

"Use your invincible divine power to find a way

!" "Hehe, I thought you were tough! Now you know to beg me!"

Purple light flashed, and the small porcelain of the Silver Moon God, the Night Goddess, and the Female Fallen God (self-proclaimed) revealed her form.

"I was wrong. "

Keep your head down when it's time to keep your head down.

"If you know your mistakes, you can change them," Xiao Porcelain touched my head, "He's a good boy."

"Please, let me go back.

"That's not good!" In

fact, Xia Ming also guessed that he would be rejected.

After all, if he pleaded and was easily put back, Xiao Porcelain wouldn't have to bother to teleport him over.

I'm on her

thief ship!" It's not a thief ship," the goddess Xiao Porcelain seemed to hear his heart.

"Well, hmph, as the only person of this god, there are indeed some things that you need to help do.

"Needless to say, I can't say no.

Little Porcelain winked at him playfully, "Guess." "

Guess I don't guess!