() Thinking over and over again, Raven assigned the evil monk and the shadow killer to Jessica. ≤,

There is never a shortage of strong people in the blood clan, and there is no shortage of stubborn people. If you do it in a tender way, you will have no results for centuries.

What Raven needs is instant combat power.

To be on the safe side, Raven also gave 1 Shadow Divinity and 1 Divine Fragment to the evil monk.

"Remember that I promised you to give you the fragments of Godhead?" Raven said.

The evil monk was taken aback for a moment: "At that time, I was for revenge. Now the revenge is also avenged, I don't need the fragments of the godhead. I am not the material for conferring gods, and I can repay your kindness and righteousness. I am very satisfied. If you want to strengthen My combat power, then give me two shadow divinities."

Raiwen nodded, opened his palm, and two drops of a half-incorporeal body appeared in the palm of his hand.

Just when I thought about it, the system prompt popped up.

"What you are going to do now is [divine gifting]. Because what you are planning to bestow is the shadow divinity that is exclusive to you after being refined by the source of shadows. Once given, it cannot be taken back. At the same time, the other party accepts your shadow divinity. After that, you will plant your own soul imprint."

"Evil monk Awen's attitude towards you is worship, which is in line with the conditions bestowed by divinity."

"Granting the shadow divinity strengthened by the source can maximize the strength of the target. Its effect is twice that of the ordinary shadow divinity. After scanning, the maximum value that the evil monk can accept the shadow divinity is 2 points."

"After obtaining the shadow divinity, the evil monk Awen will be transformed into a divine creature. Because you have the god-level skill [Self-Forbidden Faith], once the opponent accepts your shadow divinity, it will have the brainwashing effect of manipulating the soul level, and will automatically become Your fanatic. If Awen dies, you are not a god, and his soul will return to you and become your guardian spirit. If you are already a god, he will automatically become your holy spirit."

The prompt popped up, and Raven immediately realized that the gift of divinity was an extremely overbearing skill. Sure enough, there must be losses. Nothing is free in this world.

Taking a deep breath, Raven said: "Awen, this is the shadow divinity refined by me. It can give you strength and repair the dark wounds in your body. But at the same time, once you accept it, it means that your soul will not change from today. It's not yours anymore, it's mine."

The evil monk grinned, revealing his charred and cracked lips wrapped in white cloth: "From the moment you avenged me, my soul belongs to you. You have brought me miracles. It may not be possible to complete my life. revenge. So what if I serve you forever and ever?"

Kneeling down on one knee solemnly, the evil monk lowered his head, which had never been lowered before, raised his hands high, palms up, waiting for Raven's gift.

"Fuck with me, you won't regret it."

"Someone!" As soon as Raven drank, Karin immediately came with a dozen valetes from the Phantom Swordsmen.

"Prepare food for 100 people, mainly meat, and medicines for healing. Well, it's better to have more holy water. After you're ready, everyone should stay at least 100 meters away from here."

Karin nodded and ordered the next person to go.

When Karin and the people were ready, Raven waved them off, and solemnly gave the evil monk two points of shadow divinity.

Like the shadow of a ray of gray smoke, the divinity melted into the body, and the evil monk trembled instantly, his facial muscles twitched, and he could imagine the painful expression under the wrapping of the white cloth bandage. Because the power of the evil monk is more derived from the monk's own power and the power of the soul of the **** battle in the abyss. Incorporating shadow divinity to characterize its power is not particularly suitable in a sense.

The evil monk's practice of squeezing potential in exchange for combat power made his strength come to an end. Without the help of external force, he would only just comprehend the superficial realm all his life. A sanctuary primary powerhouse that can strengthen himself to a certain extent.

"Ahhhhhh!" The evil monk kneeling on the ground let out a roar like a wild beast.

I didn't look any further, and the rest looked at the evil monk's own creation.

In fact, Raven also wanted to bestow divinity to Shadow Killer. After all, as the first subordinate to mix with him, how can he have deep feelings. Unfortunately, the system prompt said that the soul of Shadow Killer was incomplete. Divinity cannot be accepted.

Raiwen can only sigh, if there is a chance, strengthen it.

Returning to the Hall of the Throne of Blood, I found that Jessica was already waiting, wearing a purple low-cut evening dress, with her hands folded on her belly, looking dignified and virtuous.

"I just gave the evil monk two points of shadow divinity."

"Um."

"I'm going to give you two points too."

"Um."

"You have been adjusted by my source power. It could have accommodated more, but my shadow divinity is not particularly abundant, so I can only give you two points."

"Um."

"But, accept mine..." Lei Wen came to say something about the branding, and suddenly realized that Jessica was his own from beginning to end, and temporarily changed his words: "Ouch, when I think back to just knowing you, how much You are strong. It looks like you are going to strip me alive. I am not used to seeing you so docile now."

Jessica raised her head and smiled wickedly: "Are you docile? You know what? I was thinking just now that I can get rid of you nasty **** later, and let me fly. I can continue. Be my blood queen. Well, and recall the pretty boys who served me before you out of sight."

Having said that, Raven had a cross-shaped blue vein on his head. But Jessica continued.

"Ah! Is it to be captured by a handsome guy or to capture more handsome guys? Which is better? You don't have to choose at all, right? If you don't leave enough marks on me, then I might be able to do anything when I'm lonely. Oh." Jessica winked and smiled at Raven.

"Jessica, you're looking for your own death!" Raven pressed towards Jessica 'angry'.

"I'm going to die, what are you doing?" Gently put on the blood crown, and walked as gracefully as a forest elf, Jessica ran away in a hurry, so she didn't die, she seemed to be panicking and ran to the blood throne.

Then, he was held down by Raven and punished for spanking.

Don't ask why the slap goes directly to the meat.

Don't ask for the Maurewen Excalibur to draw the sword and return it to its sheath.

Anyway, after completing the gift of divinity, Jessica lay down.

Then, Raven was startled.

As soon as he entered the side hall, Raven was blinded by a large light bulb.

What the **** is this! ?

In the middle of the hall, kneeling a large light bulb.

Oh no, it's a head that shines like a big light bulb. Then the guy with this head was an unknown guy who was pretty handsome, let's just call him a handsome guy.

Pointy chin, slightly high cheekbones, small nose, almost invisible beauty. Even more amazing. His skin was so smooth that he couldn't see a single pore.

"This... who are you?" Raven asked tentatively.

"Master Yunfield, I'm Awen, evil monk!" The mysterious man A replied in a positive tone.

Carefully sense the connection of each other's souls, and discover that they are really evil monks.

Holy crap! The style is totally wrong!

Your ghastly appearance before. It is absolutely forced to easily scare children from three to twelve years old.

Now?

You really humiliate your talent by not going to the circus to be a comedian!

"Pfft!" The moment Raven sprayed, in the small room next to him, Karin and Laila hugged together and rolled out laughing.

"Hahahahaha! Raven got caught too!"

"Awen, I said Raven didn't recognize you."

The evil monk was embarrassed. I didn't expect the change in my body just now to be so exaggerated.

After Raven left, he inhaled the divine spirit, and suddenly found that his heartbeat became unusually strong, jumping faster and faster, more and more violently. That was an extremely fast heartbeat of 300 beats a minute.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely have a heart stall and just hang up like this.

The evil monk's tempered body has endured all this well. The body, which was originally full of dark wounds in the meridians, began to glow with amazing vitality. The blood rushing through the blood vessels at high speed brought the power of divinity to every corner of the body, smashed through every blockage, and smashed into those dead and dead wounds.

"Ahhh!" Awen let out a shrill scream.

Because he found that every inch of the charred and crusted skin on his body began to crack inch by inch.

It was torture like skinning.

Heartbreaking? more than!

Ten thousand ants eat themselves? Not only!

The pain is beyond words to describe.

Even if the evil monk was in such pain, he never thought for a moment that Raven was harming him.

"Owner"

"Raven * Yunfield!"

"My Supreme God"

No matter how painful, how painful, how unbearable, the evil monk's fanatical cry still crossed the space of 100 meters. It reached the ears of the soldiers of the Phantom Swordsmen who were waiting nearby.

This is frenzy!

This is fanaticism!

Even if Raven told him to kick the God of Creation in the face, Arwen would do it without hesitation.

The room was empty except for Awen.

In fact, this horrific scene is no less than the promotion of the devil.

Arwen sheds its skin like a snake. Let the charred skin and burnt, necrotic and carbonized flesh fall off, and then be reborn in a piece of blood!

so hungry!

Awen can't wait to open his mouth to 180 degrees and bite down the roast beef shank in front of him. At this moment, Awen even thought that he had become a ferocious creature like a ghoul.

So thirsty!

A large bottle of high-grade holy water is used as water to drink down the stomach.

So itchy!

The evil monk madly tore the skin and flesh on his body!

Finally, I don't know how long it took.

The pain on his body slowly subsided, and he finally woke up in a trance. Then Awen climbed into the corner, looked in the mirror, and saw a completely wrong style of himself.

"Wow, hahaha" Leiwen also clapped his legs and laughed without a master image, his eyes were about to burst out: "Damn, the name of the evil monk is crying! You don't call it evil monk in the future, you just Let's call it 'bald head text'!"

"Master, can you please not call me bald?"

"Okay, bald, no problem, bald. Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Just as the evil monk was trying hard to recognize the title, Lyra was still a little human. With a pinch, a simple magic mask was created for the evil monk to wear.

As soon as he put it on~lightnovelpub.net~, he immediately regained the black scab, the evil spirit, and the murderous intent of the evil monk.

"Huh! I'm still used to this feeling."

This time, even the other goddesses came to hear the wind.

Raven rushed over, shot lightning, took off his mask, and then...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Put on the mask again, and everyone is cold.

Take off the mask again...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

wear again...

Well, a good evil monk was not badly beaten by Raven and a goddess.

Here comes the question: seek the psychological shadow area of ​​the evil monk at the moment. (To be continued.) () "Shadow God Throne" only represents the opinion of the author Yu Yunfei. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!