Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth Familiar Emily
Creation and destruction are two eternal propositions of the entire multiverse, but anyone in any world knows that creation is always easier than destruction. Of course, this also fundamentally proves a truth, the easy is the norm, nothing
The order is the ultimate destination of all matter. Seeing Emily, who had her chest cut open and had a hole in her heart, Don Quixote thought of it. Obviously, he was feeling that he had cut everything.
It's easy, but it takes time to re-stitch it. Fortunately, the elves are similar to the dragon to some extent. They are born with strong self-healing ability. It's not that difficult to cooperate with the dragon's saliva.
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In a daze, Emily seemed to feel her chest itchy. She instinctively wanted to reach out to grab it, but was blocked by a warm palm. The wound was healing. I don't recommend you touch it.
Only Don Quixote, and Emily opened her eyes at this time. She had already been wearing a strange and thin dress that was even breathable. It seemed that she was a little tired of moving. She used her psychic energy to scan her eyes.
After taking a look at her body, there was a wound about the length of her forearm on her chest. Although the wound had already been connected with her body under self-repair, she actually knew that it was her sternum that was forcibly cut off or her lifeline.
The injuries suffered by the heart take a certain amount of time to heal. The only thing that is thankful is that this is just pure physical damage without any rule power, so it will be relatively easier for the body to repair itself.
"Master, have you finished checking?"
"Well," Don Quixote picked up a few color photos from the end of the bed. The images on it were Emily who seemed to have been dissected like a corpse, and her strange-looking heart, although these years
As a front-line intelligence leader, life and death are not uncommon, but it is all someone else's. This is the first time she has been dissected by living things, so after taking the photo and taking a few glances, she couldn't help but feel a chill all over.
In fact, this is normal. Whether it is a human or other creature, it is always easy to be cruel to others. It is difficult to be cruel to yourself. Raising a knife to kill people's heads is as easy as turning your palms, lifting a fork to stab your own arm, it is difficult to be difficult to be.
"The goddess of life is here, and my heart has become like this. What's the result?"
"Not ideal. You've gotten one with it."
"so what?"
"So..." Don Quixote shrugged, took out a bottle of water of life and handed it to Emily, "In a sense, I can only take you away.
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"......, Master, are you serious? Or is it actually an excuse. You have been... Ouch!"
"Don't think I'm so dirty. Do you think I'm willing to take you with me as a scoundrel with me all the time? But without you, my plan wouldn't be able to continue."
"Then what relationship will I stay by your side in the future?"
"The Devil," Don Quixote gently picked up Emily, "I will establish a contract with you, similar to summoning and being summoned, so that when I need you, I will summon you.
When you are by my side, we live and live in peace, but there is one thing I didn’t care about before. That is, do you have other men, but since you became my devil
, In this matter, it is necessary to make a limit, because your body itself is very important to me, and because of my personal temper, you cannot have other men."
"......, Master, do you think anyone in this world, besides you, dares to make my decision?"
"That's right," after a fluctuation of space, under Don Quixote's protection, Emily was carried to her bedroom, "When the wound on your body heals, I will transform you into my devil,
At that time, your identity as the captain of the Shadow Guard may be temporarily resigned and you need to find a replacement."
"There are already half-blooded dark elfs of the Great Knight level in the guards, and they can take over my position at any time. And if I really become your devil, then I can still assist in managing the Shadow Guard in normal times, but
, Master, how do you convert me?"
"A very common type of spell seal in the Abyss world is similar to ordinary space teleportation. The difference is that after the contract is established, the contract initiator will pull you over instead of letting yourself go, but the spell seal is in the same place.
Under the world, if I want, I can transform it, add a few rules, and turn it into a summon that can span the world. Although it will waste some power, it doesn’t matter."
"Spanning the world? You mean, are you going to summon me in another world?"
"Of course," Don Quixote reached out and pointed at Emily's chest, "In your heart, I will put some very powerful things in it, so powerful that I need the protection of Dinghaizhu to cross the barriers of space.
, reach any other world."
"What?"
"godhead."
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"Master, do you really want me as your devil, or are you actually here to take advantage of me? I took off all my upper body yesterday, but today I want to take off all my clothes?" He once again covered his huge
Emily, with her breasts, looked at Don Quixote with indescribable embarrassment on her face.
Don Quixote, who was still armed all over his body, rolled his eyes a few times, and then bounced Emily hard and said, "I want you, you won't be still a virgin today,
Lying down!”
"......, what a bad thing is just a joke," Emily muttered, feeling guilty. Obviously, she seemed to have really annoyed Don Quixote just now, "Lying down just now
,In terms of seniority, I am still your cousin, hum!"
"Rubber~Rubber~" It seemed to be to scare Emily. Don Quixote took out a transparent crystal and rubbed the scalpel on it. The sound made Emily shrink.
After a few strokes of the body, it was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. "To put it bluntly, it is the contract between us, because you are restricted by the Golden Needle Doll, and the part of the contract of master and servant is not needed, so I can only
Carved a reverse summoning magic array that can always accept my summons, as well as a divine guided magic array, which can allow the divine souls contained in your heart to be guided and released in an orderly manner."
"Do I need to protect them?" Theirs in Emily's mouth naturally refer to those tattoos.
"No, they are directly connected to your soul and will absorb your spiritual energy to protect yourself. In fact, this thing is to be engraved on your bones, but," said Don Quixote, pinching it.
After pinching Emily's face, she was a little scared. Obviously, losing Vivian's experience, Emily's nature was fully exposed. A girl who couldn't help but tease her, in the final analysis, was not even fifteen years old.
It's just a mature body, "Because you are my cousin, I chose a more concise way to engrave it on your skin, and in the future, the divine nature and soul in your heart will also be protected.
You, so on security issues, you don’t have to worry about it.”
"Itchy, brother." Emily, who seemed to know how to climb up the pole, changed her words to Don Quixote directly. Of course, Don Quixote was happy to have such a capable sister. Of course, this one did it.
The meaning of this is only about work. As for whether the future will add any other meanings. Don Quixote dares not guarantee it. After all, the reason why the future is the future is because the future is in the future
,The world of quantum theory, nothing is impossible to happen.
"It's good to bear it," Don Quixote's hand was not a scalpel. It was a tattoo gun. Obviously, compared to the past, the kind of skin first and putting a trait solution into the wound, this is similar to
It is more convenient to directly inject substances into the skin like a tattoo. It is not so bloody, "It's been like this for the first time."
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After finishing the front, Don Quixote turned Emily over and began to tattoo her back. Perhaps it was because the night elf's back and buttocks were particularly sensitive, or maybe it was because Emily's own G-spot was
Nearby, so when the tattoo gun started painting on her back, a strange feeling surged directly into Emily's soul, so that her legs couldn't help but rub slightly, and from time to time
Tight and relaxed. This wonderful feeling made Emily feel uncomfortable, but she enjoyed it very much. She wanted to scream but didn't dare. The feeling of being stuck in her throat would make people crazy, so much so that she
Miley couldn't help but tremble.
"Don't move," Don Quixote frowned slightly, "Is it that itchy?" As he said, he habitually patted Emily's butt, which was his habitual use to punish women.
The means are spanking. Although Emily is not his woman, her habits are difficult to correct. So when he did something wrong, his hand with rubber gloves had already fallen.
Above Emily's butt, it hit the last straw that hit the camel. Emily, who had been patient, couldn't help but scream because of this beat, and then the entire sheet was also filled with a large amount of
The colorless and transparent liquid was soaked. Obviously, Emily, wet the bed...
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"Where is the tattoo?" After Don Quixote put away the tools, Emily also stood up, glanced at the wet bed sheets in the corner of the wall, and a hint of embarrassment flashed on her face. Fortunately, Don Quixote was
She didn't mention this, but she was a little better. When she lowered her head and planned to see what the tattoo on her body looked like, she found that there was nothing on it.
"Hiddenly, I have innovated the medicine. It will only be under the action of blood when used. It is not visible in normal times. In this way, you should not feel so uncomfortable. After all, not every woman
Love the mess of being painted on your skin, right, go take a shower, and I leave this to summon you and let you know what your responsibilities are."
"Where is the divine nature? Isn't it to be placed in my heart?"
"It's already here, after you fainted after wet the bed."
"......, brother, you are a big pervert!!"
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In the far north, above the polar glacier, Don Quixote stood alone on the highest mountain and looked into the distance, letting the wind raged, but his hair was never lifted. I think this is the benefit of curly hair.
The hair is closely connected, "The two layers of divine nature have been transferred at one time, and the impact on you should be quite large." It seems that he is talking to himself, but in fact, he is communicating with his wife, Osilis.
"It's okay, things are really as you said. It's better to be hated by everyone than not to be known. I just made some publicity casually. My current wall of faith has restored its former height. Two levels of divine nature, soon
It can be replenished."
"That's good. In a while, I will test the secret magic array and let Hera separate a clone and see if this secret magic array is so useful to deal with the true god."
"You guy," said Hera, even though Osilis couldn't help but give him a look. Obviously, he didn't discuss this with him, and he felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Don Quixote
Taking the initiative to show his memory, Osilis understands that he just wants to avoid danger, so that's fine. Obviously, compared to other true gods, such as Apollo Ding, Osilis still has a relatively light view of such things.
Yes, "Do you really want to kill God?"
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