Male God, a Little Su

But the city is divided into three areas.

Those living in the outermost circle are some of the lowest and most disobedient demons.

Their ability is not high, and even their intelligence is very low. On the side of the street, you can see some scenes that are not suitable for children.

"Hey! Luke! How many times have I told you not to run around outside! If Madam finds out, she will expel you!"

"Oh and you guys! God, what a headache!"

Compared with the domain governed by the God of Light, in the dark place, smog is everywhere.

These demons originally lived in swamps and abysses, and were driven to the edge of the world by the forces of light.

Until the arrival of Mrs. Cecilia three years ago.

She is like a ray of light, descending from the sky, bringing these demons together.

Form a huge force.

inner city.

In the gorgeous palace, the long red carpet is winding forward, and the black gauze curtain is gently blown by the wind.

A man in a tuxedo walked across the carpet, his long silver hair tied behind his head, and the ends of his hair swayed as he walked. The clothes outlined his perfectly proportioned figure, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, elegant and luxurious.

"Cecilia, we should go."

Albert opened the curtain and gently kissed the woman's delicate red lips.

"Well... I see."

A snow-white arm protruded from the black silk quilt, and her nails were painted with bright red Kodan, which was like blood. On that arm, even the fingertips, were filled with dense red marks.

Albert's eyes were full of love, and he rubbed her slightly red and swollen lips affectionately, "I'm sorry, Cecilia, I tired you out."

Su Yan pushed away his hand and sat up by herself.

With a wave of his hand, the clothes flew up automatically as if a soul had been born, and then put them on for her in an orderly manner.

It was as if there were a pair of invisible hands in the air, controlling everything.

Her hair, once pale blond, had turned into seaweed-like black hair that reached below her hips and was fluffy and curly. Full of mystery, and her eyes turned into double pupils.

The outermost part of the black pupils was glowing dark red.

All this indicates her downfall.

"Cecilia, are you angry?"

Su Yan ignored him, turned over and got out of bed.

"Sorry dear," Albert knelt in front of her on one knee, held her hand, and lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand. "Who made you so beautiful? I couldn't help it."

"Okay Albert." Su Yan withdrew her hand lightly, cast a purification technique on herself, and then walked towards the dressing table, "You know I don't like to hear this."

Albert's hands were empty, and he looked at the graceful figure of the woman, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Her temperament has become very cold, and only occasionally when she is emotional, can she feel that she is still alive.

"Cecilia, do you still love him?"

Unable to bear it, he asked this sentence.

Three years have passed.

The aloof god just recovered his memory, and the memory of that incarnation was just a drop in the ocean in his vast memory.

He didn't forget, but he never looked for it either.

But here—

Albert put his hands on Su Yan's shoulders, and looked at the woman through the mirror. She became more and more glamorous and dazzling. She is the god of this Castlevania. She was born to belong to the dark, which Noah was right.

She has no relationship with God, but she is very handy when practicing dark spells.

In just the first year, her ability surpassed that of Albert.