I'm not caught, so why do they say I'm an evil god?

But he knew that he had nothing left.

His wife, daughter, and brother were all given to the dragon by himself.

Even his vast tracts of fertile land were sacrificed by him

At this moment, all he has left is his dignity.

If his dignity is gone, what will he have left?

He must never lose his dignity again!

"I, I was wrong, I was really wrong, my lord." Tal cried: "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now, lord, let me go, let me go, lord!"

"Shh, relax, relax." Li Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't cry, smile. After all, today is your special day."

"Big, big day?" Tal was confused.

Li Cheng smiled kindly: "Because, soon, you will become a girl!"

Chapter 86 (3000 words) "Hey, I can only suffer a little more to cultivate Stardal"

"Girl?" Tal raised his head and asked his doubts: "No, that's not right. Even if I don't have the whip, I can't be considered a girl, right?"

I have to say that Mr. Tarr is really a very curious gentleman.

But unfortunately, in less than a second, he will regret asking this question.

"Ah~~~~"

A moan that was neither male nor female spread across the entire sky.

Tal, the demon dragon's henchman, clutched his belly and curled up like a cooked shrimp.

The last bit of the holy sword was completely broken!

If the pain of breaking a whip is the ultimate insult to a man,

At this moment, the two heartbeats that are getting louder and louder in the abdominal cavity are the ultimate insult to a whipless person!

Ultimate insult x ultimate insult =?

At this moment, there is an answer!

incredible!

He, the dragon's confidant, Tal!

it turns out……

The female is aborted!

But what's even more unbelievable is that it's obviously so painful and so unbearable.

This Mr. Dragon’s confidant, oh no, I should say Ms.

Oh no, I should say...

Forget it, never mind it.

There was no expression of pain on Tal's face, but only enjoyment and pleasure.

Even the nasal cavity was filled with delicate humming sounds.

"So comfortable! So comfortable!"

“It’s so comfortable!”

"Don't stop, don't stop!"

"..."

Li Cheng looked at Tal, with a warm and sunny smile still on his face.

He, Li Cheng, has been a little angel delivering happiness and happiness since ancient times.

Otherwise, how could he deserve to be called [Little Angel of Love]?

He raised his hand holding two large fireballs.

The conference room of the Sage's Courtyard was eerily quiet at the moment.

But compared to the initial silence caused by pity and melancholy, the conference room at this moment was filled with an indescribable...

Shocked?

War God Bass held his breath and stared closely at the picture on the holographic projection.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was quite complicated.

I saw the rocky body of the demon dragon Tarruo lying on the ground, with his eyes rolled up and a happy smile on his face.

And Li Cheng was standing on his belly, smiling softly.

The fireball continued to condense in his hands, calling the face of the demon dragon's henchman again and again.

The most horrifying thing was that what Tarr was mumbling was not begging for mercy or wailing, nor was it moaning or fear.

He kept smiling there: "Daddy loves me, daddy loves me, daddy loves me... It's so comfortable, it's really comfortable!"

"Haha." God of War Bas touched his nose, licked his lips awkwardly, and smiled to himself: "Did you hallucinate because you were too worried about Li Cheng's life safety?"

"Li Cheng beat the Demon Dragon's henchmen until they were unable to fight back? How could such a thing happen?"

He wiped his eyes and looked at the holographic projection again.

Li Cheng smiled warmly and sunnyly: "Yes, that's right, you have to smile."

Tarr, the dragon's confidant: "Daddy loves me, daddy loves me, daddy loves me, don't stop, don't stop!"

"Ha, ha." Bass, the God of War, sneered again and smacked his lips: "The power of the Abyss Dragon has improved again. It can already create illusions in front of my eyes across the secret realm. It's so terrifying, so terrifying. ah."

The high priest of order next to him glanced at him: "Mr. Bas, is there a possibility, I mean, just a possibility, that what you saw is not an illusion?"

Bass: "Don't tease me. I can still tell whether it's an illusion or not."

The high priest of order didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Bass:…

A few seconds later, he took two deep breaths, clasped his hands together, and cast a dozen illusion-removing spells on himself, and then looked at the screen again.

Li Cheng smiled warmly and sunnyly: "I'm sorry, you didn't let me enjoy it to the fullest."

Tarr, the dragon's confidant: "I'm sorry, I didn't let you enjoy yourself to the fullest. Dad loves me, dad loves me! It's so comfortable, so comfortable! I'm the happiest girl in the world!"

War God Bas:

"What...what exactly is going on? Why, why would the demon dragon's confidant be...been..." Battle Basis pointed at the projected image and kept retreating.

At this moment, he had forgotten all about the greatness of the big shot and the glory of the God of War clan.

No wonder Bass.

It was really because the scene in front of me was too outrageous.

This is Tarr, the demon dragon's confidant who has turned into a half-dragon!

This is Tal, who has reached the fourth level and condenses the terrifying power of the abyss!

How could he be killed in seconds?

How could he be killed in seconds by Li Cheng, who is only at the second level?

Is he crazy, or is this world crazy?

It would be fine if he was killed in seconds, but this monster was still begging for mercy with such humiliating words as "Daddy loves me". How desperate must a high-level abyss demon be to make such a cry?

Although the other professors and legends present were not as exaggerated as Bass, their inner shock was no less than Bass.

"When did the second level chase the fourth level? This... This is against the basic rules." The High Priest of Order muttered to himself.

"Yes, and that fourth level didn't even have the ability to resist... No, then our worries just now..." The face of the Archbishop of the Furnace tightened.

The more worried they were just now, the hotter their faces were at this moment.

I thought Li Cheng was doomed, but I didn't expect that the doomed person was actually Tal, the confidant of the magic dragon...

For a moment, several legends felt that they had turned into clowns.

"It's not just a matter of whether it's an instant kill or not." Professor Typhon knocked on the table, his eyes full of shock: "Didn't you notice? Li Cheng didn't defeat the magic dragon believer by physical strength, he relied on magic, magic!"

Hearing this, the legends who were still immersed in shock...

became even more shocked.

For a moment, the sound of "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh" of sucking in cold air came one after another in the conference room!

They have once again made a great contribution to global warming!

"Wait, why can Li Cheng use magic in the forbidden magic field?" Professor Jerrel was puzzled: "If he reaches the ninth level of canonization, it's fine, but he is only the second level now!"

"How can a second-level magician break the restrictions of the forbidden magic!"

For a moment, all the teachers and professors pondered.

You know, although the Full Moon Academy gradually became a training ground for warriors after the abyss descended, the teachers there were not war maniacs, but great magicians who had been passed down for thousands of years.

These magicians were already quite interested in all kinds of magic in the world. If it weren't for the threat of the abyss, perhaps they would all become magic freaks, squatting in their own laboratories to study magic every day, and never leaving the house.

For all magicians, the things they want to solve throughout their lives are the two negative states of forbidden magic and silence.

It can be said that no matter how strong a magician is, he will become a weak mortal when encountering these two curses.

In thousands of years of research, in order to deal with silence, magicians have played a spellless casting, which is also the essential difference between great magicians and ordinary magicians.

However, no one has ever conquered forbidden magic.

Except for a few original forbidden spells with huge consumption, there has never been any magic that can break the restrictions of forbidden magic.

Not to mention regular casting like Li Cheng.

"I remember..." a teacher suddenly said, "Miss Latania, the last vampire, seems to have developed a magic that can break the forbidden magic."

"Heh." Professor Jerrel laughed, "Don't mention that clown. All her magic can only hit herself. It has no reference value at all. Moreover, the spell circuit is a mess. Just a slight adjustment will cause an explosion. It cannot be improved at all."

"The magic used by Li Cheng must have nothing to do with Latania."

Professor Jerrel made a judgment.

"In this case, does it mean..." Professor Typhon took a deep breath and considered his words: "Li Cheng relied on himself to develop a magic that can break the 'forbidden magic state'?"

After the voice fell, all the magicians were stunned.

Compared to the one-sided battle in front of them, this simple sentence could shock them more.

They looked at the picture in the projection, their lips opened and closed, not knowing what words to use to describe their inner feelings.

If all this is true.

That means that an underage child, a candidate of only the second level, solved the problem that has troubled the magicians of the Destiny Continent for thousands of years by himself, even without a teacher.

The faces of these professors and teachers became hotter and hotter.

They felt more and more like clowns.

"Could it be that Li Cheng has a teacher we don't know about?" Suddenly, another magician raised his hand: "On the Destiny Continent, haven't there always been magicians who have been secluded from the world and devoted themselves to studying magic..."

"Could it be that Li Cheng got the magic book from these magicians?"

And his statement was quickly recognized by everyone.

"If you say so, the possibility is indeed greater."

"Yes, if you say so, it makes sense."

"Yes, it is true."

There is no way, everyone has to have face. It is easier to accept being slapped in the face and crushed by the young genius than being slapped in the face and crushed by the teacher of the young genius.

I just don't know what expression these professors will show on their faces when they know that Li Cheng's teacher is Latania.

"In short," Typhon sighed again, "regardless of whether these magics were invented by Li Cheng or his original teacher, his value is far beyond our cognition."

"Whether it is the combat power far exceeding that of ordinary people, or the magic that can be immune to forbidden magic, it is worth our heavy investment to protect it."

"So, I propose that we make an oath and never tell anyone what we saw today."