As if he heard something shocking joke, the Dark God covered his cheek and laughed, his black hair hangs down low, and his wings stretched out.

Nanting: “…is it that funny?”

A pair of beautiful red eyes appeared between the god's slender and pale fingers: "Oh damn, you can't be serious."

Nanting was actually a little cowardly at this time, but he was reluctant to admit defeat: "How dare I deceive a god?"

"You are today," the Dark God supported the stone pillars decorated with complex reliefs beside him, and his wings shook slightly, "and pleased me well. So I fulfill your wish."

Nanting: "How can you satisfy me if you smile like this?"

The god raised his slender eyelashes and glanced at her faintly.

Nanting: Oh no, I just told you the complaints!

While thinking about how to make up for it, the dark god's wings moved slightly, causing a strong wind to push her into the pool water sprinkled with petals.

And He himself stood leisurely aside and looked at her happily.

Nanting had a head out of the water and resisted the urge to curse. This thing is really not human.

Her clothes have not taken off.

"Can you please go out first?"

The eyes of the Dark God stayed on the girl's cheeks that were stained with petals for a moment: "Okay."

After the gods left, the succubus wanted to get close to this place with undesperate desire, but they hit the illusory barrier and were bounced away again.

After taking a shower, Nanting realized something serious.

She didn't have any clothes to change!

He called the succubus servant over, but he didn't hear an answer.

After pondering for a while, she had to fold her hands on her chest and pray to the God of Darkness.

This time I was too lazy to recite the prayer, but He could hear: "Crown, what should I wear?"

silence.

No answer.

A gorgeous black long dress quietly appeared in the silver tray next to the bathtub.

Nanting: "…"

She wiped her body with a bath towel, changed into this long skirt that seemed to be crowned the vampire queen in the next second, and lifted the hem of the skirt and left the bathroom.

After walking out of the hall, the succubus immediately surrounded her and rushed to show her respect.

Compared with the hideous abyss demons, the succubus' appearance is first-class and handsome. Each has silver hair and red eyes, long horns, slightly pointed ears, and thin fabric cannot conceal the beautiful flesh/body. Most of them have tattoos with the theme of "love", and even the tip of their tails is heart-shaped.

As soon as Nanting walked out, the hem of the skirt was wrapped around several tails. What's more, he had already thrown a kiss at her.

"I don't have the magic you want in me." She pushed away a succubus who came over, "Now, who would like to take me to find a crown prince?"

The succubus immediately calmed down, and the tail that hooked the inside of her ankle quietly loosened. There was only one succubus who looked like a young man, hesitated to raise his little hand.

"Very good," Nanting's lips curled up gently, "You stay."

The rest of the succubus was as if they were amnesty, spreading their wings and quickly slipping away.

"You seem to be afraid...the crown prince."

Nanting talked to the succubus.

The silver-haired succubus trembled slightly on his shoulders: "No, no one is afraid of the crown prince."

Nanting didn't intend to worry too much about this issue: "Now, take me to Him."

"...Yes, yes, Your Highness." The young man pressed his head lower.

"Look at me." Nanting looked at the boy's beautiful cheeks half-covered by his long hair, "What's your name?"

"Mercator, Your Highness."

The succubus boy raised his head and glanced at Nanting with his light red eyes.

Noting the sneaky expression of the boy cat, Nanting pulled the corner of his lips helplessly: "Okay, Mercator, take me to find a monk."

There are countless rooms in the magnificent Abyss Temple, but the demon can accurately sense the place of the gods, and the weak succubus boy is no exception.

After passing through the corridor covered with heavy velvet carpet and illuminated by skull wall lights, Mercator took Nanting to the door of the room where the gods were.

"The crown prince is here, you..."

The succubus boy wearing a white shirt, strap shorts and garters, his pale and slender calves exposed outside were shaking.

Nanting waved her hand and signaled Mercator to leave: "Thank you, Mercator."

A bright red color appeared on the tip of the succubus boy's ears: "Goodbye, your highness!"

After saying that, he slipped away like he ran away. The lace cuffs shaking in the wind, and the little heart-shaped tail trembled, gradually disappearing in the darkness.

The demons were so afraid of the Dark God that Nanting couldn't help but feel a little bit of herd mentality. She shook her head, dispelled this feeling, and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door.

The door opened with a creaking sound.

But there was no one behind the door, only a cold and dark black area.

There is no doubt that her ability to "see things in secret" will not work before the God of Darkness unless He takes the initiative to show it to her.

At this time, a cluster of flames lit up on the candlestick at a high place, illuminating the pale cheeks behind the curtain.

The god in a black robe leaned against a red velvet high-back chair, and his slender and graceful wrists supported the neatly lined jaw.

"Sit." He flipped his palm and raised his hand casually towards her.

Nanting looked around: "But Mianxia, ​​there seems to be only one chair here?"

Fanes sneered, and in his rose-colored eyes, the dark pupils stretched into a vertical line.

"To watch the show, of course, you need a good perspective."

Nanting: "?"

The eyes of the Dark God fell on the complex patterns of His robe.

Nanting finally understood: "Did you let me sit on it?"

Farnes narrowed his eyes lazily.

Nanting thought about the meaning of "squinting eyes" and then thought of the cats he had raised in his previous life, thinking that this was a sign of "friendliness".

The Dark God had a strong power in the demon's eyes, but she had no psychological burden and sat down directly.

The Dark God had long legs. She sat on his legs, and her feet couldn't fall to the ground. The gorgeous skirt was dragged long on the carpet.

"What do you want to show me?" The god behind him was silent and cold, so Nanting took the initiative to raise the topic.

The Dark God held his eyes and smiled lowly, and raised his hand leisurely.

A half-illusory three-dimensional projection presented in front of Nanting and Farnes.

In the projection is a young man kneeling in front of the shrine. He has curly golden brown hair, a thin body as thin as a piece of paper, a pale face that is even a bit sick, and his dark green eyes are twisted and crazy.

The boy held a statue with a blurred face in his arms, muttering something in his mouth. But if he listened carefully, he would find that what flowed out of his mouth was just a logically inverted murmur.

Although the room was filled with filthy objects for black witchcraft, the boy was wearing a robe with white background and gold edges. Outside the narrow window behind him were rows of holy and towering white temples.

Nanting suddenly became interested: "He is in the Holy City of Light... praying to you?"

The God of Darkness chuckled, counting as a response.

"Aren't you very short of gold coins?"

Nanting blinked.

"Will he just give sacrifices?"

The god said casually.

Nanting's pupils dilated slightly: "This...isn't that good? He's almost crazy."

"This is simple." The Dark God raised his hand and tapped it in the void, and a deep stream of light fell into the young man's eyebrows.

"Great Lord Leviatan..." This time, the boy could finally hear clearly, "Please respond to my wish, I am willing to give for this..."

"Golden Coin." The Dark God spoke with slightest voice.

In the Holy City of Light, Alfonso Summers heard the majestic and holy voice in his mind.

He quickly bowed to the ground and almost knocked his forehead: "Sir Leviatan!"

The dark god's long eyebrows twitched slightly: "Don't mention the name 'jealous'."

"Jealous" Demon King Leviathan is the name of one of the seven demons under the Dark God's throne.

Nanting has read the original book, but this is clear.

As a qualified subordinate, she immediately said to the person in the projection:

"Humans, now respond to your prayers is the crown of the supreme God of Darkness."
To be continued...