Nanting stared alertly at the handsome and almost weird god: "Men, are you seducing me?"

"Hook...induce?" The Dark God was slightly stunned, "If you insist on thinking so, then I'm seducing you."

As soon as the Dark God admitted, Nanting immediately felt nothing.

At this time, shouldn't you kiss it?

Her heart rhythm slightly accelerated and she returned to normal at this moment. Instead, she felt that the dazed expression of the God of Darkness was a little cute.

"You can't flirt at all." The silver-haired girl lowered her head and complained lowly.

"I can learn." Fanes raised his slender fingers, pinned the broken hair on Nanting's cheeks behind his ears, and then tightened her hood.

The cold fingertips of the gods accidentally touched the tip of the elf's ears.

Nanting covered his ears and took a step back, staring at the Dark God with Zhanbi's eyes.

"Who wants to flirt with you.... Just now, it's just an example. As a god, it's better to keep a distance from believers."

The Dark God obediently took a step back.

"Is this distance OK?"

Nanting: "…"

She gave up on communication: "Mr., you suddenly appeared. Is there anything wrong?"

The God of Darkness raised his eyebrows slightly: "I heard that you are going to be baptized by light."

"It's true." Nanting nodded, "You let me approach Melville, this is the way to win her trust."

"Before this, I will give you the blessing of darkness." Farnes's voice was low and gorgeous, and with His voice, the darkness around him surged like a substance.

The darkness turned into twisted tentacles, wrapped around the hem of Nanting's robe, and climbed up along the girl's slender waist. The cold and smooth touch made Nanting feel a little uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"

Farnes chuckled, spreading his wings of the gorgeous darkness, and wrapping Nanting in it. Now, she could only breathe His breath, and she could no longer see a trace of light in front of her eyes.

Pure darkness spread around, cold black feathers brushed across his cheeks, and Nanting seemed to hear the gorgeous chorus of the saints again.

"Do you want to gain power?" The elegant alto of the God of Darkness rang like a ghost.

In the airtight shadow, Nanting could only see the pair of rose-colored eyes.

Nanting did not answer immediately.

Alfonso paid one million gold coins to gain strength. So, what can she pay?

Return one million gold coins to the Dark God?

Dark God: "…"

After looking at each other for a moment, He bit his thin lips lightly in a little annoyed.

“…Free. This is a reward for you.”

Only then did Nanting nod happily and kiss the Dark God on the cheek happily.

Farnez:!

His wings trembled slightly, and he immediately calmed himself down. He raised his hand as if he was leisurely, and wiped his cheeks with the back of his palm.

"You can tell that you like me very much." The Dark God narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "I decided to give you more."

"Of course I like you." Nanting looked at Farnez's changing expression happily, "Well, it's the kind of love that believers like God."

The happy smile of God of Darkness stretched on his face: "...Whoever kisses God is blasphemy."

Nanting blinked innocently: "Then you have to punish it lightly."

The aura of the Dark God was a little unstable, and he immediately snorted and said, "Very good."

He almost rudely pulled off Nanting's hood.

Her slender and cold fingers held up her tender cheeks.

The eyes, which were thicker than blood and more beautiful than roses, stared at the beautiful silver-haired girl without blinking.

Passionate and rich, like the flower of sin blooming in a dark castle.

The god's long eyelashes drooped gently, the tip of the light rose-colored tongue licked the lips, and the back of the fingers gently stroked Nanting's back of the neck and ears.

Nanting closed her eyes.

If it was the God of Darkness... she had kissed her once anyway, so she didn't have any psychological burden.

But what was waiting for was not a kiss.

Instead, Fanes braided her hair into a rabbit with long ears.

Nanting:???

“…this is it?”

The key is that the rabbit made by the Dark God is too ugly!

She stood on tiptoe and pulled the collar of the Dark God.

"…Fanes, you have to pay for it."

The god's eyes were filled with a shimmering smile, and his eyes were flowing in the darkness: "It's a bit ugly, I can..."

Nanting narrowed his eyes, and looked extremely fierce, but in fact he punched the god in the shoulder without force.

She originally wanted to slap her in the face, but she was still a little afraid of Him. Maybe she was influenced by those succubus, and she always felt that the Dark God should be very terrifying.

The Dark God didn't take this matter to heart: "...I have a suggestion."

Nanting: "?"

At this moment, she glanced out of the corner of her eyes, and the patrolling knights were approaching here again.

"We'd better change somewhere."

The pitch-black wings covered Nanting again, and teleported to the bottom of the holy city.

The bottom floor of the Holy City is a place where patrolling knights are not willing to come.

It is cold and dark here, and the gaps of tall buildings are full of weeds. Even during the day, this place is always shrouded in the shadows of towering temples, and has always been rarely visited.

But at this moment, Nanting discovered a different beauty at the bottom of the Holy City.

Fireflies fluttered around the light golden evening primrose, faint soft light in the faint blue mist. The night wind whistled through the gaps of the building, whirling unknown flowers, bringing a fresh and comfortable fragrance.

Don't worry about being knocked out by the patrol knight. Nanting felt a little relieved and became a little bolder.

She hooked the dark god's neck: "Why choose here?"

The Dark God turned his face slightly, but his long eyelashes flashed like butterfly wings.

"...Would you accept my blessing in this way?"

Nanting looked at the god's tall and graceful neck: "If you don't like it, I'll let it go."

The Dark God's lips trembled slightly, but did not answer Nanting's words, but grabbed her wrists with one hand and pressed them on the pure white marble wall behind him.

Nanting was forced to look up at the tall and handsome god, and He soon came to imprison her in this small space.

The wind brings the bells at the height of the temple, majestic and melodious.

He lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows lightly.

Endless darkness surged into Nanting's soul, and she felt that from her body to her mind, she was washed by the ultimate darkness. She just needed to raise her hand slightly, and countless dark elements in the night responded to her call, and she could activate magic without chanting a spell.

The God of Darkness slightly moved his lips: "This is the power my apostle should have."

Nanting only felt that she was completely tied to the Dark God's chariot.

Well, at this time, you should show your loyalty.

She pushed the Dark God away, took a few steps back, placed her right hand on her left chest, and saluted solemnly and gracefully.

"My God, I swear to you-"

A cold finger stood on her lips.

Nanting raised his eyes in confusion and looked at the owner of the hand.

"The oath is the most useless." Fanes chuckled, "I will temporarily seal your dark power and talent, and will only untie it when life is in danger."

I understand this Nanting.

She is now in the Holy City of Light, so of course she cannot be easily exposed.

"So, you still have to practice the magic of light from scratch." The Dark God lowered his eyes in a depressed manner, "I can't help you with this."

"Men, at least you have some confidence in me." Nanting pulled his hair, which was blown by the wind, behind his ears, "Okay, please seal me."

"Then you go closer."

The voice of the Dark God was very light, and it became more pleasant and pleasant in the ethereal wind.

The long waist-thick hair and the black crow-black feathers also sway in the wind.

Nanting walked forward a few steps as he spoke.
To be continued...