Miko

Chapter 62 Watching Temple ①

"Lord Musha, the king is back." The soldier's return did not make Musha loosen his frown.After seeing Timur disappear with Lucius, he already had a bad feeling.

Seeing Timir weakly held in Lucius' arms, Musha almost used all his strength to restrain himself from rushing forward.

"Sissy, long time no see!" Musha didn't believe a word of what Lucius said about encountering a monster.

"Timer, let me cast the healing spell for you." Musha pretended not to see the eye contact between the two people in front of him, and he spoke in the most relaxed and ordinary tone as possible.

"No need." A suspicious blush appeared on Timir's face, and Musha was even more disturbed by that dodging gaze.

"Let me take care of him." Lucius seemed to have sensed something, smiled faintly at Musha and went straight to Timir's tent, leaving Musha alone in a daze.

"Lord Musha? What's wrong with you?" Wolfe couldn't help asking when he saw Musha's expression changed.

Musha suddenly came back to his senses, smiled wryly and shook his head: "Nothing! By the way, is Lord Anthony there?"

"It seems to have come back, and it should be in the tent now." Wolff glanced at Timir's tent, and suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Please invite him to Timir's tent, and say you have something important to discuss..." Musha looked up at the direction of the Watchman Temple, and the faint despair in his eyes was gradually hidden: "It's time to leave Already!"

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On the central island of Sprite, the never-fading sun is as bright and warm as ever.However, the Overwatch Temple on the Central Island was rarely overcrowded. Even the aisle outside the temple was full of people. They all had anxious expressions on their faces and kept praying in low voices.

"Master Arien, is the seal of the Dark Lord intact? Although Belusin's demonic beast group has been suppressed, demonic beasts have also begun to appear on other islands..." A divine warrior came out to salute, looking at Ah with piercing eyes. Ryan.

"I already know about this." Arian sat on the only seat in the hall, with a holy light covering his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"My lord, it seems that the king of the island country has appeared again, which will greatly hinder the temple's ability to collect the power of faith." Another worshiper came forward to report.

Arian frowned, of course he knew this matter better than anyone else. "Don't worry..." He paused, and abruptly drew a circle in the air with his staff, and the water droplets quickly condensed into a mirror, and then several pictures were displayed—the embankment holding the hero sword and Harvey's eye. Mir persuaded the giants and dwarves to fight together in the meeting of the three tribes, the glorious miracle appeared in Belusin, Timir heroically rushed to the front in the battle, Timir was with the giants, dwarves and human soldiers Talking and laughing while keeping warm by the fire...

"He is the next inheritor of the Overwatch Temple." Arien's words surprised everyone present. "Musha is already guarding by his side, and we will return to the Guardian Temple together soon."

"It's really God's arrangement! In this way, those humans who no longer believe in God will eventually return to the guidance of the temple." Immediately, some people began to thank the gods, and after one person knelt down, everyone knelt down.

"God bestows happiness, God bestows joy, and everything will be dedicated to the supreme God and the inheritors of God..." Those divine warriors bowed their heads and prayed with the worshipers, but they couldn't see Arien sneering in the divine light.

"I can't tell, you're pretty good at putting on airs...but I like it..." The evil voice was like a poisonous curse, making Arian's back tense instantly.

Why can the power of the Dark Lord reach the Watch Temple?Last time, it could be explained that the objects he touched could become a medium, but what about now?Could it be that the power of God is really so weak?Or is he preparing for the coming?

"My lovely pet, when will you come to fulfill your promise? What I promised you has been done." Drake's voice was extremely playful, but it was not pleasant to Arian's ears.

"Go away!" Aryan reprimanded in a low voice.

"Lord Arian, what's the matter with you?" Although Arian's voice was extremely low, the worshipers who were closer to him still heard vague words.

"It's nothing! I don't feel very well, you guys go away first." Arien took a deep breath and stood up, the cloth robe that reached the ground shone like the most beautiful star in the sky.

The divine warriors and worshipers present all showed admiration, reciting the words of prayer in a low voice and slowly retreating.

"Why, do you regret it? Do you feel that the promise does not necessarily need to be fulfilled?" Drake's voice turned cold, and his face suddenly appeared on the wand in Arian's hand. As he spoke, his mouth opened and closed, very weird.

Arian threw the staff on the ground subconsciously, but immediately, he heard Drake mock maliciously: "What a cowardly woman! But don't forget, the plan is only half completed so far, if I Stop now, he won't kill me... As for what kind of torture you and your son will suffer, it's hard to say. "

The fingers clenched into fists unconsciously, and the fingertips pressed deeply against the palm, but even so, it didn't do anything.Arian gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, a circle of bright light suddenly appeared on his body, turned around and disappeared from the hall, leaving only a trace of light shrunk into a line.

The magic staff used exclusively by the inheritors of the past generations is lying alone on the crystal floor of the temple, as if mourning the dying glory.

At this moment, Arian has appeared in the only place in Sprice that the sun can't take care of.This is the third time he has come here. The difference from the previous two is that he still had the dignity and the qualifications to negotiate at that time, but now he has nothing.

Those monsters who had suffered from Arian took a step back spontaneously, and kept retreating with Arian's every step forward.The rhombus-shaped light spots are still as dense as the stars in the sky. From time to time, the sound of swallowing saliva in a low voice resounds in pieces, making Arian's spine shiver.

This time, Arian even gave up on using the black cloak to hide his identity. He secretly laughed at his so-called dignity.Although he didn't deliberately radiate divine light, the gleaming robe on his body is like a natural nemesis of monsters. If a monster retreats a little later, the light shot on it is like a burning flame, making its body sizzling. White smoke came out, and the painful wailing made the other monsters even more afraid.

Darkness and light are enemies that restrain each other!

"What? My little pet is unhappy, so is he bullying my children here?" The voices from all directions made Arian stop in his tracks.

"No need!" Aryan responded coldly. "I don't have much time..."

"You mean to let me hurry up?" Drake's figure suddenly appeared in front of Arian, almost blending into the darkness. The only thing that can confirm his existence is that evil face.

Aryan straightened his back and looked at Drake proudly.

"Hehehe..." Drake suddenly laughed out loud, and the whole island trembled with his laughter.His figure suddenly appeared, and with a movement of his hands, the black robe instantly wrapped Arian.

Arian wanted to resist subconsciously, but felt that Drake's sharp fingertips were touching his throat lightly. For no reason, he felt a chill in his heart.At this time, he suddenly realized that even if Drake didn't release the dark power, it still made him quite oppressive.

But after a brief dizziness, when Arien opened his eyes again, he found that his location had changed.

Countless stalactites hang down from the top of the huge cave, water drips from time to time, the ground is damp and cold, there are various ores on the cave wall emitting a faint light, and there are many golden charms looming throughout the cave.

Arian is no stranger to this place.He has not been here in person, but the book of the Overwatch Temple records the detailed location and portrait of the sealed Dark Lord Drake.

It's pretty much the same, except that the tomb where Dre's supposed to rest has been turned into a huge stone bed.

The wind whimpered and blew from everywhere, but it didn't blow a single hair, as if they were blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn't get in.

The cave is not completely dark, at least near the stone bed, there are countless thumb-sized night pearls embedded in the cave wall, illuminating the stone bed in every detail.

Arian's whole body was so tense that he couldn't move around, almost relying on Drake's dragging, he came numbly to the side of the stone bed.

"When you decided to fulfill your promise, did you ever think about how you would be treated? My lovely pet..." Drake's sharp nails scratched Arian's cheek, leaving a bloodstain.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.Derek narrowed his eyes slightly, put his blood-stained fingertips on his lips and licked it lightly, with a happy expression on his face.

Arian didn't expect Drake's sudden attack, so he couldn't help turning his head slightly, frowning with disgust.

"It seems that you haven't pleased my consciousness yet!" Drake pinched Arian's chin, forcing him to expose his injured cheek in front of his eyes, and then stuck out his tongue to lick the wound, oozing The blood drops were sucked into the mouth without leaking.

The muscles on Arian's face stiffened for a moment, and he first showed a patient expression, but he still couldn't help punching out when Drake began to suck the wound. "Stop doing these meaningless things..."

Unfortunately, Arian's punch was easily blocked by Drake.Immediately, Arian felt an irresistible strong push, and before he had time to think, he was pushed down on the stone bed, causing waves of pain in his back and the back of his head.

"My pet, you obviously haven't figured out the situation. As long as Spryce exists, I will survive as long as I do. Even if I lose this chance, for me, the future can still achieve what I want, but you and Your son has no time to wait any longer." Drake's sharp nails scratched Arian's robe, and wherever he passed, the fabric was torn apart, revealing a masculine male body.

The skin is so fair that blood vessels can be seen, without any hair blocking Drake's sight, and the strong and perfect muscle lines of the abdomen make him have cruel thoughts of torture.Arian's shoulders are broad, his bones are well-proportioned, and his collarbone is also very beautiful. His long golden hair was cut off by the headband while being pulled, and it was sprinkled on the stone bed, looking quite beautiful.

Arian actually made all the mental preparations before coming here, but he never expected that Drake would take pleasure in humiliating him.He tried to prop up his upper body, but Drake slammed his ankle and dragged him, his body fell on the stone bed again, his ears were buzzing, and his mind went blank for a while.

Drake easily pulled Arian's knees apart, kissed his slender calf sideways, and squinted at his expression. "As long as you try to please me, you will find that the process is quite fun..." This came from the occasional compassion of the Dark Lord. Although he wanted to mark his pet, he didn't intend to bully him too hard.

It's a pity that Arian can't appreciate the tenderness in this so-called cruelty at all. "Drake, stop being hypocritical, I don't have time to waste here with you, and I don't have any fun!"

Drake sneered, his nails pierced Arian's smooth skin, and even touched the bones, but what he got in exchange was not Arian's cry of pain, but just a suppressed gasp. "It seems that it is necessary for you to recognize your identity and position..."

Arian was surprised to find that his body was completely out of control. He spontaneously turned around and knelt down on the stone bed, his face and shoulders pressed against the bed, his legs were too wide open, but his waist was slumped. Pushing the buttocks back, even... His hands actively opened the hips, exposing the fragile holes to the desolate tightening in the air.

"Drake, how dare you?!" Arian growled angrily, and his voice echoed in the empty cave, making him shudder.

Warm breath sprayed on the acupuncture points that were constantly opening and closing due to tension, and Drake's cold voice made Arian's whole body stiffen: "You will learn immediately when you need to conserve your energy."

Before Arian could figure out what it meant, the sharp and hard object had already been inserted into the body forcefully, the tender intestinal wall was scratched and torn, and the blood in the air became more intense.

The author has something to say:

Hoo hoo... I'm bloody.

Well, it is necessary to explain that the relationship between Timur and Xiao Lu is impossible like the relationship between Dad and Drake. SOSO has an apt saying that Tilu is like an old husband and wife who respect each other as guests. I don’t know if it will change in the future, but even if it changes, it is impossible to be like Arien and the others.

Also: The Elvis family doesn't really know love.Their feelings are actually very poor, at least they don't understand the feeling of loving to death.So there will be a difference between their so-called love and others' love for them.Or this can also be said to be a sense of coldness.