…Gavalon realized that the half-buried starlight was some kind of egg, and the folded flower was more like a birth canal.

The thing sown in the hull than the uterus is too big to exist in

Meat, no matter what kind of perversion it can achieve.

The petals of the flower begin to unfold and peel back at a slow speed to display its goods.

Gavalon had to suppress a wave of disappointment, he knew he was not qualified to be disappointed. Nimian has been placed in

Hua and Nimian were still there, stretching lazily so that he might be sent to sleep because of boredom. His flesh seems

Of course, it is fresher, but it is as pale as before, and the eggshell is white without the sun.

When the boat started to sit up, his movements seemed more compliant, but his limbs were as thin as usual. Until he

I opened my eyes and saw Gavalon staring curiously at the hint that Nimian gave, not just

Humanity.

Nimian had never dared to see Gavalon's compelling eyes before, but he looked at them frankly now. His own eyes

The pool turned into a shadow, with no iris or white at all.

"Gavalon?" he said, curiously covering the syllables with his tongue, as if unsure of their exact meaning-or is it certain

Taste the gift of the speech.

"Your humble servant," Gavalon said involuntarily. Given the body that the future daemon still wears,

It sounds absurd and indecent, but proper etiquette must be maintained. Even though he was still speaking to Nimian, the final

He must be polite, not a revenge tool. Think this stupid boy is a little angry

Compared with the sacrifices of his fellow citizens, and even compared with Gavalon himself, the suffering suffered was so small, but the wizard knew

His faint dissatisfaction may be excessive, of course it should not be expressed.

"It feels weird," the boy said. "Not me."

Worried Gavalon. It was obviously Nimian who was speaking, and his soul was not obliterated. Because of

The soul in question is destined to be swallowed slowly so that it can be tasted like any other physical experience? or it could be

Maybe... Could something be wrong? Is the ceremony imperfect? It's the metamorphosis of Nimian

there is a problem?

No, Gavalon decided. This is how it should happen: slow, tired and indulgent. definitely is. of

Alternatives are unimaginable.

After a short pause, the ship said: "Better."\'It feels much better. But not myself.

"Understand, God," Gavalon said. "Even if you want to become a daemon, such a conversion must be difficult."

Nimian laughed at this. \'the Lord! \'He repeated strangely. \'You call me Lord! Emperor Gavalon calls me Lord!

Gavalon firmly reminded himself that anything could go wrong, which is unimaginable. This must be seen as a test

His patience revealed the truth in his eyes no matter how much the boy stayed on the boat. Eyes are windows

Soul, now they have nothing, only Gavalon’s enhanced vision can’t penetrate: the warp gap

itself.

Gavalon said patiently, "Your army is waiting, sir." The enemy has crossed the wasteland, faster than we expected, and

The final battle will not be delayed soon. It’s time to show the **** children of these empires their world, and forever

will. \'

\'army? \'The boy repeated it, still making full use of each syllable. "Do I need an army?"

Does the future daemon really need an army? Gavalon wanted to know. Maybe not. On the other hand, given that he has been

Do your best to provide an army for the daemon, which will definitely make the daemon and the "method changer" slightly modified

Refuse to provide services. Is there no vengeance war? It was the imperial soldiers who were allowed to bring Gulzakandra to

Is there no chance to retaliate? Of course, the death of Kulzacandela was a sacrifice,

Therefore, his death will please the God they died for-but God will certainly not let him too much

The worshippers perish, especially when they include valuable supporters like Gavalon the Great. Daemon not here

Turn the situation around? Should the daemon not rush to review his troops?

Gavalon is keenly aware that he does not know the answers to these questions. He spent three days

For ten years, he has divided the order of spells and their rituals, but he has never been shown the climax of God's plan.

A simple and deeply embarrassing fact is that he does not fully know what the daemon will be executed, how or

To what extent it has alleviated the danger that Gulzakandra believers are currently in. He made his best guess

Yes, but they are just guesses.

Gavalon anxiously pointed out: "God, the army is a very useful thing." "Nothing can be as skilled as shed enemy blood.

An army. And it must bleed, right? The empire must shed a lot of blood and suffer.

"I don't know," the boy said-Gavalon reflected, that was the most disturbing thing he could have said.

Gavalon could not imagine that Sasolar once said "don't know". But he reminded himself,

Even though he was clearly incarnate in those lovely dark eyes, the one in front of him was not yet. Nimian

Obviously, he still controls his own body and his own mind. So why not? If this perversion has

The production process has more than 200 years of history, why not enter the end in a leisurely manner? How many others

Will the daemon have a chance to taste human trivia and paradoxes?

Gavalon believes that perhaps a person's body and soul-even as painful as the body and soul of the Nimian-are a meal

In a hurry: a meal worthy of a full taste.

But the army is waiting, and the enemy is coming too fast to be comforted-the final battle will not be delayed for long,

If there is indeed one last battle.

Gavalon said, "The master must be a bloodshed." He decided that if the person who wants to be the guardian needs help, then it is his duty to help him.

"There must be a lot of bloodshed, not only for sacrifice, but also for joy. Outsiders have been busy

After ten generations of breeding, it is time to harvest. On the other hand, the descendants of the first newcomer

Karazhandra, Brazzava, Zen Damora and Yevkana have been bred for 1,000 generations and their next harvest season is

It must be more than due. Yes, my goodness, there must be bloodshed and it must be spread very generously. Now is the time

The casual shooting and the iron law of the new overlord should be checked and balanced. The army is very useful

Work equipment such as the master. I put a hundred Sarkis here, two master paladins, and various beasts.

Your disposal. They have a way to provide you with a lot of fun and food you will like

It is undoubtedly need and desire. "

The naked boy-like words of "food" were repeated. This tone made Gavalon regretful, and he chose "no doubt". wizard

Later I realized that he actually didn't know what kind of nutrition Sasolar needed to complete his metamorphosis.

Or what taste he might want.

Obviously, future daemons have their own ideas about this. "Good idea," he said. "I want food." He looks bigger now.

A little sturdy, even a simple food concept made him go further on the road of pursuing the patron saint.

Once he expressed his desire for food, the guardian began to look around. Then he moved and pounced on a snake

Have been sleeping under the golden flower. He lifted the snake high into the air, his endless black eyes staring at it.

A kind of greed, only nothingness can manifest.

The snake hissed and opened its mouth to reveal poison dripping fangs, but the daemon lowered its drooping head to

Mouth, close the teeth, and then feed the two-foot-long tail inch by inch into the flower gum of the same crow.

"Better," he said when the snake completely disappeared in his throat. \'much better. \'The metamorphosis of Nimian pulp

Apparently it has already started. He was still pale, but the beginning of the pattern had begun to appear on his skin, like the ghost of his snake.

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