sinovels Chapter 340 Atlantis
Chapter 340 Atlantis
Chapter 340 Atlantis (Part 6)
The black-clad deity's lips gradually curved into an excited smile: "Your body is much better than I imagined."
Relax your mind; I need your body's approval.
Just imagine, your body might one day have the chance to kill the Western God.
Aren't you excited at all?
Xia Li paused slightly as she looked at the mysterious god's greedy expression.
That male prostitute, even in death he still managed to harm me?
The mysterious deity before me clearly intends to devour me or possess my body!
Her brain was working at lightning speed.
Something's not right.
She has never had any real contact with a male prostitute.
While the Forbidden Society was embroiled in a fierce alliance with the Way of Peace, he was searching for the location of the Gates of Hell and never showed himself.
Therefore, he couldn't possibly know that such a person as himself existed.
Could it be...?
Is what the Cowherd said true?
Am I really one in a billion chance of defeating the Western God?
Xia Li remained silent for a long time, the image of Jiang Chaosheng appearing in her mind.
Based on the current situation, it can be inferred that the Western God is the Master's enemy.
Trading my life for the Western God is not a loss.
Even if there's only a one in a billion chance, it's still a way to ease the burden on my husband.
Shirley looked up at the black-clad deity and asked, "Are you very strong?"
She needed to know if this black-clad deity could truly kill the Western God.
She didn't want her sacrifice to be in vain.
The black-clad deity's eyes revealed a hint of arrogance: "Yes, I was once very strong."
In the age of gods, I was one of the few superior gods.
Having been trapped in Atlantis for thousands of years, my divine power has been greatly diminished.
Even so, despite my current decline, I can still have a place in that era of gods!
He paused, looked at Xia Li, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes: "I used to be the Prince of Flowers, who controlled the blooming of all flowers."
Shirley glanced at the black-clad deity with suspicion.
Prince of Flowers?
Doesn't that sound like a very weak god?
Is this supposed to be a high-ranking god?
Or is he one of the best among the high gods?
Thinking of this, Shirley smiled self-deprecatingly.
Just as Medusa said, she was at most a demigod.
Gods have a natural bloodline suppression over demigods.
No matter how strong you become in the end, you cannot break this rule.
An ordinary angel killing itself is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.
So be it, Prince of Flowers. At least he's a god, isn't he?
It would be better to use one's own life to create one more god in the world who hates the Western God.
Shirley sat down in the chair, head down: "I can be eaten by you."
The black-clad deity was taken aback upon hearing this.
Shirley then added, "But there's one condition."
The black-clad deity's eyes flashed, and a smile returned to his lips, even more sinister than before: "Tell me."
With deep affection in her eyes, Xia Li said, "You must never be an enemy of Mr. Twilight in the human world."
And you must protect him.
They helped him when he was in danger.
The black-clad deity frowned, finally understanding, and said in disbelief, "You, you're actually willing to die for another person?"
Who is he? Is he your lover?
He clicked his tongue, looking envious: "Love is wonderful. I also love love. It's so beautiful, more beautiful than flowers."
Shirley shook her head: "No, in a way, he is my creditor, and my soul is in his hands."
The black-clad deity paused again: "I understand. It's some kind of magic that makes you completely devoted to him, right?"
Before I devour you, I can go to the human world first and eliminate him.
Shirley's eyes widened suddenly: "If you dare hurt him, I'll tear myself to pieces, so you'll never have the chance to use my body again!"
The black-clad god was bewildered: "You..."
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A sweet smile played on her lips: "He is still like a father to me, like an older brother."
The black-clad deity's pupils suddenly contracted.
A brother like a father...
He sized up Xia Li for a long time, then said with pity, "Remember this: anyone who wants to enslave your soul is no good."
Shirley frowned: "That was to grant me eternal life."
The black-clad deity felt even more pity for Xia Li: "Really, you are just a puppet, a tool."
Now that you're in danger, he's not even willing to come to your rescue.
A brother like a father? He's a complete beast!
Shirley pulled a talisman from her pocket and slammed it on the table: "If I crush this talisman, he will appear in front of me immediately."
Don't think my husband is afraid of you.
My husband would kill you, you so-called Goddess of Flowers, as easily as crushing an ant!
I just wanted to do something for you, sir.
The black-clad deity remained silent for a long time before finally extending his hand to Xia Li.
Black flames slowly ignited on her fair hands.
Flames climbed up Shirley's body and gathered at her heart.
His voice was low: "None of that matters anymore."
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Shirley's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Because an unbearable burning sensation is frantically invading my body.
Neptune Palace.
Poseidon, like a child, lay fast asleep on the South Korean noblewoman's lap.
The South Korean noblewoman's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, like a mouse in the dark scanning the granary incessantly.
There must be some treasure inside the Sea Emperor's Palace.
If I take some treasures with me, I'll be an incredibly powerful being when I return to the psionic world.
The South Korean noblewoman's eyes fell on the jade-bone writing brush in Poseidon's hand.
That must be the most precious thing here.
Because, according to legend, the trident of Poseidon was carelessly thrown on the ground, while he held the writing brush tightly in his hand.
The South Korean noblewoman's breathing quickened: "A divine artifact even more precious than the Trident of Poseidon..."
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The South Korean noblewoman quietly reached out and slowly grabbed the jade-bone calligraphy brush.
Almost there, almost there!
Finally, the South Korean noblewoman's hand touched the calligraphy brush.
"Boom!"
The next second, the Palace of Poseidon roared, the main hall shook, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling teetered on the verge of collapse.
The South Korean socialite stared in horror at the scene before her.
"Snap!"
The crystal chandelier fell to the ground and shattered.
Poseidon awoke with a start, gripping his brush, and looked around: "Who's there! Who is it?! An intruder?!"
The South Korean noblewoman quickly reassured her, "Your Majesty, nothing has happened, it was just an earthquake."
Poseidon frowned, his eyes full of suspicion: "An earthquake?"
The South Korean socialite's heart sank.
This wave of Saidong has just gone mad, but he's not stupid.
Her eyes darted around, and a wicked plan came to mind: "It's also possible that it was done by those invaders; they wanted to destroy Atlantis."
Upon hearing the word "intruder," Poseidon lost all reason and shouted, "Intruder? Where did the intruder come from?!"
The South Korean noblewoman quickly informed Poseidon of the news about Baron Tulip, the Wolf King.
Poseidon's eyes turned icy: "Mere mortals dare to attempt to destroy Atlantis?!"
The South Korean noblewoman continued, "Fortunately, the valiant Sea Emperor security forces captured their leader and imprisoned him."
Poseidon's eyes gleamed arrogantly: "The Sea Emperor's guards are naturally valiant."
A cold glint flashed in the South Korean noblewoman's eyes: "But, to avoid any unforeseen complications, why not kill their leader?"
"Killing her in that death row cell would be a piece of cake!"
Poseidon agreed, "That makes sense!"
He waved his hand and said, "My retainers, go to the deepest dungeon of Atlantis and kill the leader of that invader!"
Bring me that guy's head; I want to see it with my own eyes!
The sound was like thunder, and it seemed to be coming from outside the main hall.
A smile appeared on the lips of the South Korean noblewoman.
Atlantis, at its deepest point, lies the death row.
Shirley was surrounded by clusters of black flames, as if her body was crawling with black insects.
Those insects were crawling rapidly toward her heart, eventually burrowing into it through her pores.
The pain was so intense that I couldn't move or even think.
Shirley finally understood why the black-clad god needed her consent to use her body.
Because if he rejects the black-clad deity at this moment, the pain will disappear, and the black-clad deity's actions will fail.
But Shirley did not refuse.
I am at most a demigod, and I am of no help to you whatsoever.
He is no match for the threat that this self-proclaimed Prince of Flowers poses to the Western God.
Finally, the pain was over.
Shirley closed her eyes and awaited her death.
This life should have been taken by illness two years ago.
Living two more years has brought the world dream to a whole new level and dimension; that's already a gain.
She suddenly chuckled.
She once said that she met Mr. Zero at the antique shop because her ancestors had made a wish there long ago.
Her wish came true, and she died for her husband, which could be considered an interesting closed loop.
Suddenly, she trembled, slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with deep shock.
Xia Li slowly lowered her head, looked at her heart, reached out and gently touched it, feeling the strong heartbeat.
Yes, my heart is pounding!
This vampire, cursed by God, actually has a heartbeat!