Death that cannot be escaped (XVII) "To be with me............

I was let out.

Before leaving, I looked back at him.

He stood in front of the Demon-Suppressing Tower and looked at me, his face showing neither joy nor sadness.

The bunch of keys hung on his waist, swaying gently in the breeze.

…

I returned to the dynasty, pretending to be still unawakened, and dealt with the attackers.

That passionate young knight accidentally ran into my true form and came to kill me with great rage.

I rescued the bullied young prostitute, brought him back to the palace, and made him the first person in the harem.

Restricted by being an observer from a higher world, I cannot do many things that can change the world and accelerate its maturity.

These things were done by Lu Renjia.

We communicated secretly through letters, one in the open and the other in the dark.

Just like that, five years passed in a flash.

In fact, I know that it won’t last too long. These two attackers can’t wait that long.

Being able to delay it for five years is already a pleasant surprise.

I just didn't expect that these two attackers were so unexpectedly murderous.

In addition to the strategies, they also monitor me to see if I have awakened.

People who have awakened are always more alert and stronger than those who have not awakened.

Therefore, I should not be able to resist when they attack me with powers beyond this world.

They took me to the water dungeon and forced me to get out the dragon's tail and horns.

The young knight, unlike his usual sunny and cheerful self, smiled contemptuously, "Oh my, I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected surprise. The dragon form of the pillar of the world is full of treasures."

He used a dagger to cut off my dragon horns, and even the blood that seeped out was not spared and was collected in a bottle.

"Then the dragon scale belongs to me~"

The young waiter caressed my dragon's tail lovingly, but his hands were not gentle at all.

He raised his knife and plucked out my dragon scales one by one. The pain was like pulling out a fingernail.

"This tail is really beautiful, but it's a pity that there are too few dragon scales."

The waiter looked at my tail which had been plucked out to only a bloody patch, and his eyes fell on the tip of my tail.

This is a bunch of long black and golden hair.

"The tip of this tail is also nice. I will weave it into a bracelet and wear it on my wrist."

He was cutting with great interest, but the young knight sneered, "What a waste!"

The knight said as he punched me in the stomach.

The punch was so powerful that I could feel myself nearly dying.

I controlled my instinct to fight back.

You cannot resist. If you resist, you will lose the chance to restart.

I must pretend to be a harmless unawakened being to lower the vigilance of the higher world.

In a daze, I heard the knight say, "You don't understand? The dragon monster's regeneration ability is the strongest among all monsters."

"Even the Phoenix is ​​only reborn from the ashes, but the Dragon Clan can burst out with powerful potential when on the verge of death, stimulating the regeneration of the body."

This is the first time I have heard of this statement.

I felt the blood surging in my blood vessels, constantly hitting the blood vessel walls, my heart beating wildly, and my vision gradually became clear again.

Reflecting the water in the dungeon, I saw my new dragon horn emerging from the broken roots, and tender dragon scales gradually covering my bloody dragon tail.

The young man's eyes lit up and he grabbed my dragon tail.

The new scale had not yet grown, so he tore it off and pierced into the flesh.

Cold sweat ran down my cheeks.

"Why are you so anxious!"

The knight shouted angrily.

The waiter put down my dragon tail with a smile and asked, "How many times can he regenerate?"

The knight already had a dagger in his hand, looking eagerly at my newly grown dragon horns. "The dragon monster needs to consume its own energy to regenerate, so of course, it will continue to regenerate until he - dies of exhaustion!"

…

During the ninth rebirth, my passion came back.

The world consciousness does not care about my torture.

It just felt that now that I couldn't resist or move, maybe I could finish the damn plot.

"oops."

The young waiter covered his mouth in surprise and looked at my flushed cheeks and the dragon scales under my eyes.

"Is it the estrus season?"

The knight had just cut off my two dragon horns and looked me up and down. "I didn't expect that you can still be in heat after giving birth nine times."

His tone was like he was evaluating a beast.

The young waiter licked his lips and stopped the knight who was about to hit me again, "Wait a minute, I want to taste him."

The knight looked at my severed dragon horn, bloody dragon tail, and one of my eyes that had been gouged out, and shook his head, commenting, "You have such a strong taste!"

The young man had already started to undress. "This is my goal that I have been pursuing for five years. How can I accept this if I haven't been able to eat it in five years?"

He touched my face obsessively, "Look at his face. Even in our world, I have never seen such a perfect body."

It was a sickening sight.

The world consciousness does not feel it.

It just wants to follow the plot.

In domineering CEO novels, sex scenes are an indispensable part.

This passion lasted for five years.

It uses its estrus period to force me to compromise.

But if lust cannot be controlled, what is the difference between us and animals?

When the boy was about to touch me, I raised my tail and swung it at him.

Without the protection of hard dragon scales, my tail was just a piece of soft rotten meat and not seriously damaged.

Just splashed blood all over him.

The waiter screamed.

"You lowly dragon demon, a lowly protagonist from a lowly world, how dare you hit me!"

He kicked me.

I had no intention of hurting him.

All I wanted was to irritate him.

The higher world will not allow the raiders to kill me.

They want to continue studying this world that can be restarted infinitely. How can I allow them to kill me and cut off my future life?

I'm waiting for them to be stopped.

However, before the higher world's obstruction came, Lu Renjia arrived first.

This time he was wearing a snow-white suit, like a cold crescent moon in the dark night.

Moonlight can kill people.

The attacker was kicked to the ground, and he picked me up by the waist and sped away.

The wind whistled past my ears.

My blood-red dragon tail stained his white clothes red.

"Why are you here?"

His face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"If I don't come, you're going to die."

"Is this what you mean by okay?"

I coughed up a puff of blood. "You've messed up our plans."

"They might notice you."

There is one more thing I didn’t say.

Even if he risked being exposed to save me, I wouldn't survive.

This rescue operation was a complete loss.

That's not my style.

But I always feel that this sentence should not be said.

So I just said, "Go to the Demon Suppression Tower. The higher world can't see through there."

After five years, I returned to the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

What is surprising is that this place is very clean, as if someone takes care of it every day.

I was put on the bed, and the blood from my body soaked the bed in an instant.

Lu Renjia had a cold face and bandaged me with gauze.

Every time the gauze was wrapped, it was soaked with blood.

He gritted his teeth and struggled with my tail.

It's actually kind of cute.

I laughed again, and blood flowed from the corners of my mouth.

In recent years, he has grown his hair for disguise, and it has now grown to his shoulders.

The hanging hair swayed with his movements.

Just like that year when he touched my head and ran away quickly, his hair was shaking.

A strange impulse surged in my heart.

I asked him, "Lu Renjia, do you want to do it with me once?"