The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Boom!" I don't know where the voice came from. What kind of voice is this?

"Boom! Boom!" Once, again, a strong and powerful voice, a voice full of vitality, a familiar and unfamiliar voice.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The whole body was excited with this voice, as if feeling something very happy. With every beating, you will feel a steady flow of power emerging from your body.

Ah, yes, this is, the sound of the heart, the sound of the heart beating, no wonder it feels familiar and unfamiliar. This is the sound of the source of all life, from the pulsation of life itself. Moreover, this is the most powerful life pulse he has ever heard, and every beating sound is so powerful and powerful.

"In the name of the ancient oath, I... here offer... blood, take... as a sacrifice, summon, the demon... come." There is a firm voice proclaiming something, I don't hear clearly, but , Is indeed calling for something. Is this the call he felt before he fell asleep?

Is it me who is calling? At the moment when this thought came into being, Ulysses felt that strong heart pulsation suddenly increased a lot, as if it had been injected with more powerful force. At the same time, a feeling of being connected to something emerged in his mind.

It was a very incredible feeling, as if there was an invisible thread, pulling his mental power somewhere. In the next instant, the world changed.

I don't know where the light came from overflowing the entire world. It was not the light of magic or magic, but some kind of even more incredible, higher level light. Not bright white, nor dark black. It's between the two, an ambiguous gray.

In this gray world, a silver figure is particularly eye-catching. She has slender legs, a tall chest, a pair of pointed ears and a long hairy silver tail hanging behind her. The long silver hair hangs down from her forehead, making Ulysses unable to see her. The real look. However, the strong life pulse radiated from her.

"Boom!" As the distance gets closer, the powerful heartbeat becomes louder, and Ulysses can deeply feel the powerful life force contained in it. And unconsciously, the sound of his heartbeat began to overlap with her.

"Boom! Boom!" At the beginning, there were some differences. But soon, the rhythms of the two began to mix together. In the end, a complete homology was formed, and in this gray world, only a strong heartbeat remained.

Wanting power, wanting power that can defeat the opponent—Although nothing was said, a firm belief came from the girl in Silver Tail. That is the belief that yearns for victory and desires to become stronger. What comes with this belief is a feeling that is mixed with expectation, joy, and a trace of fear.

Ulysses could hear and feel the girl's desire for power. It was not because of hatred, nor was it because of desire. It was just a very simple desire to become stronger, with almost no desire to permeate any other thoughts.

"Want, power?" Ulysses didn't even know why he asked. He is not a god, how can he give people power casually. To say this may be just a habitual inquiry.

"Yes, Demon God!" ——Without any hesitation, strong thoughts waved from the body of the girl in Silver Tail. In this space, she seemed to be unable to speak.

"For, what?" Ulysses continued to ask, and now he feels very strange. It's like dreaming, it seems that everything can be done, it seems omnipotent, even if things like fulfilling a wish seem to be no big deal.

"In order to become stronger! For the future of the Silver Wolf clan!" A very firm belief, just like Haiyan who will fly in a storm, even in the face of the power of thunder and storm, it will not retreat in the slightest.

"For the future, won't you regret it?" Ulysses continued to ask. At the same time, his hazy figure began to become clear and became the one that once appeared in the wilderness of the Far North. Wearing him, he has always longed for The look of the priest's robe.

"Never regret it! Swear in the name of ancestors!" The silver tail girl answered without hesitation, and her steel-like will has not wavered from the beginning. It can be said that from the beginning, when she heard Ulysses' voice, she had already made a choice.

Ulysses did not continue to ask, but stretched out his hand and touched the silver-tailed girl's ear, as if to confirm whether she really existed. Such a world, such a conversation, and the sudden appearance of a girl who did not know, really has no sense of reality.

That's right, it can't be reality here, he seems to be asleep, this is probably a dream, no, it must be a dream! Otherwise, how can I see a girl I don't know in my dream and pray to him.

The feeling in the ear is very real, as if it really exists, but since this is a dream, then the so-called feeling is probably my own fantasy. Why do I have such a dream, I really don't understand.

Since this is the world of dreams, there is of course no problem in agreeing to this girl's request. What is impossible in the fantasy world? Anyway, this is just a strange dream. With this thought, Ulysses smiled and responded to the wish of the Silvertail girl:

"If you want strength, take it."

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"If you want power, take it." The demon god's voice echoed in Lin's ears, and then, countless thin lines of blood erupted from the summoning magic circle, covering her whole body.

The feeling of blazing heat boiled in the body, running away. After being wrapped by the thin red thread, the wound she suffered just now, and even the heart that was crushed by herself, was regenerated in an instant. The serious injury suffered just now seems to have never existed.

This should be the blood that she shed just now, but after the summoning magic circle on the ground, the blood seemed to have changed, becoming extremely strange, extremely powerful, extremely... strange.

These thin threads composed of blood, as if possessing their own life, gently wrapped Lin's body. That kind of gentle entanglement is like someone touching her skin gently with his fingers, and the clothes she wears are in front of them, as if they don't exist.

"Huh!" Lin seemed a little caught off guard for this sudden change. Could these bloodlines be the power she wanted?

I don't know if it is conscious or unconscious, these thin lines are constantly moving on Lin's body, passing through the obstacles of the clothes, and directly touching her white skin. The warm and smooth touch made her whole body tremble, and an unprecedented feeling swept through her whole body.

In front of these thin threads, the clothes seemed to be completely non-existent. In Lin’s feeling, these thin threads were gently sliding across her tender chest, into her sensitive ears, and stroking the roots of the snow-white legs. So she had to close her legs tightly to prevent them from accidentally entering places where they shouldn't be.

The most sensitive of them is her tall twin peaks. Her **** are not particularly large, but they are very sharp. Even if it is tightly tied with a strap, it still has an attractive curve protruding from the black tights. Because of the strong stimulation, the peanut-sized **** has naturally become hard.

What's bad is that these thin lines seem to be particularly concentrated on the chest. The two firm buds are both wrapped by a set of red thin lines, which circulate on her skin from time to time, forming a red loop. This loop slid across her smooth back, and after passing a circle on the edge of her towering soft but resilient twin peaks, it ran over her small but strong **** tip. The feeling that comes from the thin red thread is an unusual sense of comfort and softness, as if someone is holding her lady's milk and rubbing it gently.

This kind of abnormal feeling that Lin had never experienced made her completely at a loss. Under the stimulation of these thin red lines, her snow-white skin began to show a seductive crimson color, and something in her body began to slowly wake up.

The pointed ears don't know when they have been erected. That is the performance of the Silver Wolf clan's alertness when it was at its highest. However, there is another situation that will also be like this, that is, when the desire starts to rise.

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"The enemy recognizes the color and turns to blue..." Sharon, who was supposed to take this opportunity to attack, blinked and stopped. In her eyes, the logo on the warrior of the Silver Wolf tribe opposite had turned into a familiar color. In the group of the apostles, most people have that color in her eyes.

It is one of the special abilities of the space demon to transform a unique color through the breath of others. And blue is the color that Aiya taught her allies. People with this color can't attack.