Book of Gods and Demons

A quarter of an hour later.

Inside a four-wheeled carriage, Mikan, with a red face, stammered and introduced the scenery outside the window to the two pretty women on the opposite side.

In Hyderabad in winter, apart from a few characteristic buildings, such as the St. Mayan Cathedral, there is really no good sight to behold. The streets and buildings here are neatly planned, even a bit dull. Basically, wherever you go, you will see the same scenery.

So the two women sitting across from Mikan's eyes wandered, their attention was all on Mikan, and they didn't look out the window at all.

The two women look almost exactly the same, and they are obviously twin sisters of a female compatriot.

With long black hair, purple eyes, snow-white skin, and red lips, the appearance of the two women was in the same color, but because they looked exactly the same, and they were extraordinarily bold compared to the style of the Durham Empire. Costumes give them a very seductive power.

Both women are wearing black long skirts, which are different from the conservative high round necks of the imperial women. Their long skirts are large sweetheart necklines, revealing large white and delicate skin.

On their slender and flexible necks, a string of amethyst necklaces were hung, and the top of the necklace was a huge purple gem.

The purple crystals and gems are set against the white skin, and the twinkling purple light becomes more and more magnificent and gorgeous, full of intoxicating and infinite attraction.

Mikan, a senior student of the Second Imperial Capital University.

Imperial Capital Second University, mostly for heavy subjects such as metallurgy, forging, and mechanical manufacturing, is a well-known ‘ascetic college’ in the city of Imperial Capital University.

Mikan's machining major is not even a girl... even from professors to assistants, from logistics to administrative office staff, and a rough guy.

How many nights Mike lay in the dormitory, he could only spend the long and lonely nights talking with his brother in the same dormitory and talking about the girls from the fourth university next door.

Now, two beautiful and beautiful girls are sitting in front of them alive like this, and their hot gazes are constantly looking up and down at themselves... Their gazes are filled with something inexplicable and upsetting. , A weird thing that heats up all over.

Mikan's face was flushed, and his forehead was dripping with hot sweat, and he kept oozing a lot of sweat all over his body.

"Mikan, are you hot?" a woman asked Mikan with a smile.

"Ah, no, no, it's not... Two people, please look, here... This is the Imperial Prime Minister's Office... It is the office of the Imperial Prime Minister... Inside, many departments... The Prime Minister's Palace is also the Imperial Capital except Hydra Palace. Outside the main hall, the largest single building...this 12-story granite building covers an area of..."

Mikan swallowed his saliva and stammered to introduce the Imperial Prime Minister's Mansion, which was surrounded by a forest across a frozen creek, outside the window.

This is a huge building. The verandas on the east and west sides are nearly one mile long. In the entire mainland of Medland, the scale of a single building is enough to rank among the top five.

The scale is huge and the construction technique is extremely difficult. The Imperial Prime Minister's Mansion has become a few of the emperors, and it is a popular attraction that you must visit when you arrive in the imperial capital.

Another woman smiled, and she suddenly leaned forward, pressing her hands on Mikan's knees.

"Oh, what is the Prime Minister's mansion? Isn't it just a pile of broken stones? What's so beautiful?" In the woman's purple eyes, a strange glow flickered: "Mikan? Mikan! You are a good boy, hehe, Are you loyal to your mentor?"

Mikan's eyes were attracted by the woman's purple eyes.

He opened his mouth and murmured, "I am...loyal to Mr. Margot?"

The woman smiled slightly, her hands were lightly pressed, and she took advantage of the trend and sat next to Mikan. A faint fragrance radiated from her body and quickly filled the entire carriage.

"You probably haven't understood the most primitive impulse in your heart... You should, be loyal to him, obey him, and then dedicate everything to him..." The woman'pouch' smiled: "Come, let us teach you how to obey him , How loyal to him... Give your soul to him, and your body... is ours."

The window of the carriage closed, and the driver who drove the carriage was expressionless and continued to drive forward.

When passing by a secluded alley, the coachman drove the carriage into the alley, screamed, and the horse pulling the carriage stopped neatly. The coachman put down his whip, took out his cigarette, and started smoking ‘click’.

The cigarette **** was shining with a faint flame, and the coachman muttered in a low voice: "Good luck boy, shit!"

In the swaying carriage, the laughter of the two women "chichi" came: "Envy? If you have the courage, come in!"

The coachman took a deep breath, and his gray-brown eyes suddenly turned into a **** color. He shook his head, snorted coldly, crossed his legs on the seat, and murmured in a low voice: "He is the one that your Highness likes. Don't play too far."

The laughter of the two women rang like silver bells: "If we don't play too much, how can we make him loyal and reliable? Stop talking nonsense. We are experts in this kind of thing!"

The carriage swayed slightly, and Mikan's joyful and painful low roar continued.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Near dusk, the sky was getting dark, and when the gas street lamps in the streets were lit by the lamplighters, the carriage slowly drove away from the alleys and continued along the main road.

In the carriage, Mikan's cheeks were sunken a layer, his body trembled slightly, and his face was covered with an abnormal red color. His originally clear eyes have now become deep and muddy, and there is a faint whirlpool on the surface of his eyes.

The two women leaned on the car seat very lazily and looked at Mikan contentedly: "I thought it was a drudgery, but I didn't expect such a windfall... Hey, as a snack, you are qualified... …Now, do serious things."

A woman whispered: "Dear little thing, remember our name. I am Mia and she is Mick. Outsiders prefer to call us "Corrosive Wings"... Hey, we like this title."

"You are very lucky. You have passed our test before you are truly that one." Mia said diligently, "When you are so prosperous in the future, don't forget the joy we bestowed on you today!"

Mikan was panting ‘whee whee’, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

What happened in the carriage just now made his body seem to be in a legendary paradise, and the extreme happiness made him wish he could die directly...

But his soul has undergone hell-like training.

He could not recall the pain before, he could not imagine the crazy impact his soul had endured before...While his body flew to heaven, his soul was sinking into hell, endless sinking, sinking into a slave to others, Puppets and tools that others can crush with a single thought...

From the last trace of kindness in his soul, Mikan wanted to end his life and end the terrible things that happened to him.

But the infinite happiness that just came from the ** made him dispel that impulse again and again.

He tremblingly looked at Mia and Mick, the light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter, and finally he trembling, completely extinguishing the last trace of kindness in the depths of his soul. He knelt on the ground and muttered to himself in a low voice: "May the great spirit of corruption bless me...I am willing to dedicate everything I have to Mr. Marg!"

Mia and Mick laughed contentedly at the same time.

The four-wheeled carriage drove forward briskly, they left the University City, and came to the west side of the University City, a block of small and delicate buildings.

The carriage stopped in front of a small building overgrown with weeds.

At this moment, it was dark, and the small building of this single-door courtyard was near, and the aroma of food had already spread from many of the buildings, and there were laughter and laughter.

Only this small building is dark and lacquered. The gas street lamp not far away emits a sharp light, but the bright light shines here, and it seems to be absorbed by some unknown things in the air. The small building and the nearby The roads are dimly lit, and people feel inexplicably chills.

"Here, not bad!" Mia squinted, her purple eyes flickering, she looked at this small building seriously, and laughed softly: "I can feel the residual breath in this building... Desperate grief, that kind of bitter resentment..."

Mick took out a map of the imperial capital of Hyderabad. On the exquisitely drawn map, a dozen red dots lined up into a weird inverted five-star pattern. From the map, the small building in front of them was one of the red dots on the map.

"Then, we have brought the fallen soul and sex... What about the pure flesh and spirit we need?" Mia chuckled lightly and snapped her fingers softly.

The erratic sound of the violin sounded from the darkness, and the faint fluorescence spread to the surroundings. The air near the small building was squirming, and an invisible barrier spread out, enveloping the group of people and the carriage.

Inside and outside are isolated, external sounds and smells can no longer be sensed, and everything that happens near the small building can’t be touched by outsiders~www.ltnovel.com~a man wearing a pointed cap and a weird cloak made of feathers, The man who almost blended into the darkness quietly walked out. He laughed ‘chichi’, and in his laughter, there were countless ‘squeaking’ sounds similar to the screams of mice mixed in.

"Mia, Mick, oh, this lucky boy, you have already subdued him? Ah, huh, when will you help me fall? I am very happy to sink and fall on your bodies until I The **** and soul are completely decayed..."

"If you can afford the price, our sisters don't mind... But if you can't afford the poor ghosts, go away." Mick reprimanded unceremoniously, "Where are the pure flesh and spirit?"

The man snorted coldly, his cloak trembled, a breeze rolled up, and a slender figure floated slowly in the corner of the overgrown yard.

"An apprentice nun in the Cathedral of St. Maya... The **** and soul are extremely pure. As a sacrifice, it is absolutely sufficient."

"Speed ​​up and complete all preparations tonight." Mia sighed: "This is a hard job, we will be very hard...Of course, our Mr. Mikan is the hardest!"