Infinite Female Martial God's Plan To Be Nurtured

Hearing the sound of a crow hunting, Hassan's body shook violently, and then he turned around, and the sight in front of him made him stunned. Raven stood in the shadowy corner of the room, blonde hair disheveled and as beautiful as a goblin, her voice full of mockery.

[What? The crow's tone was full of provocation, and she seemed to know Hassan's greed and inner struggle.

Hassan's face instantly turned pale, he understood that Crow Hunt was not an ordinary person, she had terrifying strength and insight, and could easily detect his actions. But his inner greed and doctrinal struggle with the assassins of the Hassan Order put him in a dilemma.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to stick to his mission, this gem represented a great power that he could not give up easily. Baekchan Hassan calmly replied: [I'm not here to ask for it. My mission is to lurk and observe, and nothing else.

Despite what he said, the inner struggle was still palpable. This gem was an irresistible temptation for him, but he also knew that it was almost self-defeating to confront a strong man like Crow Hunt. He could only wait cautiously for the right moment, ready to escape in a desperate situation.

The words of the crow hunt and the temptation she created did not stop, but became more and more violent. She smiled and gently reached out and touched the surface of the gem's crystal, causing more energy to spill out.

Hassan felt the temptation, as if a thousand devils were whispering in his ear. He was in a great struggle inside. The jewel, its light so bright, its power so great, it represented the power he had always desired. His greed and ambition came to his heart like a raging ocean at this moment, and his hands could not help but tremble.

But at the same time, he also understood that this was the doctrine of the Hassan Order, it was his faith, and he could not give it up easily. His heart was shaken by the lure of the crow hunt, and the battle of faith and longing made him miserable. He felt as if he had been dragged into an abyss from which he could not extricate himself.

Eventually, Hassan closed his eyes in pain, and he fell to his knees, sweat oozing from his forehead. His heart was filled with both longing and self-reproach. He knew that if he succumbed to temptation, he would betray his faith and organization.

Crow looked at this scene and smiled, she knew that her temptation had taken effect, and Hassan's heart had begun to crumble. But instead of taking immediate action, she continued to wait to see what Hassan would decide.

Hassan's heart fell into a violent chaos and struggle. He felt an irresistible force guiding him, tempting him to touch the jewel. His greed and ambition kept rising, as if the devil whispered in his heart, telling him that this would be the opportunity of his life, the strength of his life.

His body trembled slightly, and his fingers gradually reached for the gem. His face was full of pain, like a torn canvas painted with unspeakable inner choices. He knew that once he touched that gem, he would change his destiny and become stronger, but he would also betray his faith forever.

At this moment, his heart completely collapsed. His fingers finally touched the gem, and a powerful magical force instantly poured into his body. He felt a torrent of power surging through his blood, and his eyes gleamed with greed.

However, at the same time, he also felt a deep sense of shame and self-reproach in his heart. He knew that he had embarked on a path from which there was no turning back, that he had betrayed his faith and that he had betrayed the Hassan Order. His heart was torn in half, half greed and ambition, the other deep remorse and self-loathing.

Hassan knelt on the ground, tears blurring his eyes. He knew that he had become a slave to greed and temptation, and that he could never go back. His heart was full of ugliness and pain, and he knew that he had betrayed everything.

Hassan knelt on the ground, his body trembling. He felt an incomparably powerful force surging through his body, like a volcanic eruption, sweeping over him. This force was full of destructive power, and he felt extremely excited and satisfied.

His skin began to glow with a faint golden glow, and his body was constantly changing. His muscles became stronger, his skin smoother, and his eyes flashed with blazing fire. He felt as if he had merged into the power of the universe and became an unstoppable storm.

However, despite the qualitative changes taking place in his body, his heart was filled with deep remorse and self-loathing. He understood that he had chosen all this for himself, that he had betrayed his beliefs, that he had betrayed the Hassan Order. His heart is torn in half, half is greed and obsession with power, and the other half is betrayal and self-blame for himself.

This conflicting feeling plunged him into excruciating pain. He felt that he had sunk into slavery to greed and temptation, but he could not stop enjoying the onslaught of power. His heart was constantly struggling and roaring, like a beast trapped in a whirlpool.

Tears flowed down his eyes, and he knew that he had changed forever and could not turn back. His heart was filled with greedy longing, but also deep in remorse and self-blame. All this is his own choice, and he will endure this inner torment and torture until his life reaches a qualitative new life and a new world!

However, before Hassan's inner drama could continue to sing as he wished, suddenly the world began to change color, and time and scene seemed to be frozen at this moment. The dusk sky fades crimson, and the sunset burns like a flame. At this moment, on the top of the frozen mountain in the distance, a huge bell tower broke through the ground, and the melodious sound of evening bells reverberated in the depths of everyone's soul again and again, and each bell was like a heavy chain, enveloping the whole scene.

The white feathers fell from the wind, and they fell lightly, but with an unusual dead air. A chilly aura filled the air, making people shudder. All those present felt that their bodies were bound by an invisible force, unable to move a single inch.

However, the crow hunting was the only one that was not affected in the slightest. She sat there, smiling and pretending to be motionless, as if she was also trapped in this strange scene. Her eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and anticipation, but there was no fear or anxiety.

Everyone's hearts became heavier, and they felt the strong death aura from the Netherworld, and cold sweat poured up on their foreheads. They couldn't comprehend what was happening, and they couldn't get out of this strange bondage.

In this strange scene, time seems to freeze, and everyone falls silent. In fact, even if they wanted to speak at this time, they couldn't open their mouths and move their tongues, while the crows sat there patiently without any hurry, seemingly restrained, but in fact waiting for something, their eyes full of excitement of little stars. The whole scene became more and more weird and tense, Xiao Yuzi puffed out his cheeks and glared at the crow, and he was in the mood to bite his captain to death.