Taming the Dark Lord

Amelia thought that the solution to the plague would be the end, but the truth was that she was wrong.

That night, she rarely had a good night's sleep without worries, but saw some scenes that are difficult to describe in words.

She saw a group of golden clouds, swaying everywhere in the ethereal black space, so bored that she drew circles in the sky, drawing and painting, the world was suddenly divided into two halves, and the scorched earth appeared from the darkness.

This continent is so vast that you can't see the edge, and there are boring khaki everywhere, and occasionally there are a few precious green seedlings, and there is no wind, standing silently.

Gradually, creatures began to appear, from small to large, from ignorant to intelligent, golden clouds accompanied those creatures in search of food, and took roots, making this continent more and more interesting.

There was even a small black cloud diametrically opposed to the golden cloud group.

Heiyun is bluffing, always irritated, and likes to hit people when he gets angry. The two small clouds are often torn together. You bite me and I bite you. They beat each other.

The two small-tempered clouds can't produce results. They simply occupy a space, and each grows slowly. Sometimes when they meet each other, they will fight. It is the kind of play that must die on both sides, which is particularly cruel.

——But Amelia the goose looked like she wanted to laugh, like two small milk cats wailing and screaming at each other, looking at the posture and momentum. In fact, it is not scary at all, but a little cute.

Time passed slowly, and the creatures kept getting more and more, so much that it was annoying. Two small clouds played in the fresh world for a few days, and they were annoyed. They returned to the dark world again and began to fall asleep. Wake up occasionally to look at the Nether, most of the time just sleep groggy.

One day, two groups of small clouds turned into human forms one after another, and they looked very familiar. It was the two supreme gods.

Seeing this, Amelia, who thought it was just a dream, realized that this was not a dream, but the real history, or a history that no one knew except the two gods.

She was really dumbfounded. What kind of stuff, how could she dream of the past?

Could it be because of the symbols that light drew on her head?

Unable to break free from the dream, she had to press the question and continue to watch the remaining clips.

Time flickered quickly, and finally slowed down at a certain moment. Amelia looked at the buildings in the lower realm, and she should have come to a time not far from her life.

Two small clouds floated in the air unconsciously, and the black one was still purring. Suddenly a sticky thick black mucus quickly rolled from the dark, wrapped the clouds and pulled it deep.

The black cloud group jumped up first, and slapped back cursingly, but the unknown slime seemed to be very strong, and the clouds joined hands to only make a tie, being continuously torn off their body parts, gradually becoming smaller and weaker.

Although the mucus was also burned a lot and suffered severe damage, the liquid seemed to be endless, constantly emerging from the surrounding edges, replenishing consumption, not only offsetting the consumption, but even becoming stronger than before.

The two sides are declining, and time has passed for a long time, and finally in a certain match, the clouds opened the cracks and hid in the lower realm at the cost of serious injuries.

In the last glimpse of the dreamland, the original residence of the clouds, the God Realm, has been occupied by black slime, gurgling bubbles, and gradually being filled.

Then there was no more. When Amelia opened her eyes, she was still thinking about the feeling when she saw the slime. She was horrified and nauseous, as if she was aroused by all the most fearful things in her heart, the most disgusting things.

She had never seen anything so disgusting.

What the hell is that?It should be the cause of the injuries of the two supreme gods. Where did it come from, and why is it so powerful?

None of these Amelia was known, and the dream came to an abrupt end, without explaining anything.

But she always felt that it didn't look like a living thing. It had no breathing, no thoughts, and no fear of pain. Being beaten like that was just rushing forward.

It is more like.... a condensate of evil thoughts.

Amelia was thinking about it, and she didn't know if it was right, she just guessed it casually, anyway, the sky hadn't fallen, and she couldn't think of anything.

Withdrawing her thoughts, she moved her arms and legs, stretching herself to sit up from the bed.

...?

She paused, lifted the quilt, pushed Alfonso on the other side, and found a crystal clear blue crystal from under her feet.

What is this?

I accidentally put it in before going to bed?Or who of them gave birth?

Amelia held the crystal in her mind, and was about to wake Alfonso to ask if he knew it, when a mess of information suddenly broke into her mind.

This is the Godhead.

Light of God.

But it wasn't that he stayed with good intentions, but he was secretly buried in Amelia's body and used it when he was resurrected in the future.

In other words, He regarded Amelia as a transit point.

But he didn't expect that Amelia would be hit by the plague, let alone that a magic circle that was originally designed to dispel the plague could actually drive the godhead out.

...At the same time, it also proved how weak the Guangming God was before.

In addition, there is a very, very bad news.

Amelia digested the information in her mind, and she kept taking deep breaths, her face turned pale with anger, her hand trembling slightly, she almost fell this thing.

There is still a little golden pattern on her forehead that is so invisible. She thought that the ink used was special, it was not easy to wash, and it would go on with more rubbing, but now she knows that it cannot be washed off at all.

The God of Light wants to resurrect through her body.

That golden pattern is the mark left by him, guaranteeing that the carrier will not die while replacing the soul, which is a very powerful magic.

Damn, this bastard, he was so gentle before and his heart was too dark.

Amelia took the golden pattern in the mirror, rubbed her fingers vigorously, nothing could be changed except rubbing the skin red.

I fuck!!A plant

She threw the mirror casually, leaped on Alfonso who was sleeping on the other side of the bed, pinched his neck and shook it: "Ah, ah, ah, hurry up! Ah, ah, I'm going to die.

"Huh?" Alfonso opened his eyes, there was not the slightest bit of confusion in ordinary people waking up from a deep sleep in his eyes, cold, his eyebrows twisted.

Amelia told him what happened to him, and cried: "I will never pick things up again, I swear! I will be a pig when I pick things up again!"

Following her narration, Alfonso's brows gradually dispersed, and lay back lazily on the pillow again and said, "That's it?"

"That's it, don't you hear me clearly!" Amelia almost rode on him and strangled his neck. She is so critical of life and death, why this dog is still calm Yazi!

wait wait wait!

She suddenly calmed down, saw Alfonso's faintly smiling eyes, gritted her teeth and said: "What do you mean? You wouldn't know it already? Huh?"

"Do you think anyone is as dull as you?" Alfonso's long, messy white hair, showing a little tight muscle from under the thin quilt, casually invited a black book to her.

——Respected and great beloved by God, how have you eaten recently?How's your sleep?Are there any worries...!

"Stop talking nonsense." The elf's slender finger clicked on the page to warn, and Hei Shu shook.

——Okay, please follow your orders (a little frustrated expression)

Then honestly spread it out, revealing a densely packed handwriting.

Amelia read it quickly.

"...And the dark intimate contact, how close is this?" She had a bad premonition, shaking hands and heart, and asked tremblingly.

"It depends on how long you want to live." The elf made a nasty smile, resting his jaw with one hand, staring at the girl in front of him, as if staring at the finally fattened pig in his own pigsty, full of where to gulp. Appetite.

Amelia keenly saw this appetite, and her body became stiff.

Want to eat her?

...Does the so-called intimacy mean this intimacy?

As soon as she loosened her hand, the black book fell on the soft mattress with a'bang', but she didn't care, her eyes stared straight at the pointed teeth of the elf from under the soft lips.

It looks sharp, and it must be easy to chew her bones.

After Liao, I will die today.

Amelia closed her eyes peacefully.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

In the silence, she heard the elf laugh, his voice was a little hoarse, usually listening coldly, but today there was a soft ending: "You are so stupid."

Then a breeze blew, and something lifted her chin.

The heart seemed to foresee what would happen next, beating frantically, his voice was too loud to ignore.

Amelia clenched her fingers, meditating silently that it's not a big deal, don't jump so embarrassing, ah ah ah ah, when the elf laughed again.

The breath touched, a soft coolness gently fell on the corners of her lips.

Like the warm light of the clouds, or the light touch of the breeze, with a gentleness that is completely different from the cold and hard appearance of the elves.

Amelia stuck her neck stiffly, blushing to the root of her ears.

"What to pretend." The elf opened his mouth and bit her lips, seemingly fierce but very light, with a little wildness of intimacy among beasts, "understand now, you need more'intimacy'."