Chapter 139 Hate You (Hughes Novi Extra)
He clearly wanted to imprison her in death.
"Hughes." Novi's golden eyes showed sadness. "Do you hate me so much?"
Hughes had his back to her, and upon hearing her words, he paused slightly, leaving behind meaningful remarks.
"Just assume I really hate you."
In the realm of death, there is no concept of time or darkness. The blood moon outside the windowsill is like a blood-red eye, and pink roses crawl across the windowsill, blooming seductively at every moment. This is a space forged by Zeus himself.
Novi closed her eyes and leaned against the headboard, trying her best to concentrate the power of light in her body to avoid being swallowed up.
Light and darkness are inherently mutually exclusive. If this continues, she will become no different from an ordinary person. Over time, she will be completely devoured by the dark and deadly aura here. Is this the result she wanted to see when Hughes took revenge?
The wind chimes on the windowsill began to shake. Novi came back to her senses and opened her eyes. She saw Hughes holding a porcelain bottle in his hand and smelled a scent...which contained holy water from the Holy Spring of the Temple.
"Novi, drink this and you will feel better." His words clearly showed concern, but his tone was still cold.
Novi's skirt was covered in corrosive black mist, and the golden divine seal was dim. He knew that the power of light in her body was suffering with every passing moment.
Looking at the almighty God of Light in front of him, he finally fell to this point.
He was both satisfied and dissatisfied.
Novi looked at the holy water in his hand, and without any pretense, she reached out to take it.
She needs to survive the darkness and wait for the Lord God and the Father God to discover that she is missing... before she can leave here and have a chance of survival.
Hughes subconsciously lowered his eyes and watched her white, slender hand fall in front of him. His fingertips moved unconsciously, and suddenly he stretched out his other hand to grab that hand.
Both of them were shocked. Hughes suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, while Novi was obviously shocked and frightened.
"What are you doing?" She tried to pull her hand back, her pretty eyebrows furrowed. "Hughes, teasing should be done within a certain limit."
Seeing the pure and holy face in front of him finally emerge with unprecedented vividness, Hughes felt a surge of revenge and pleasure in his heart.
Why can he only harbor his desire and love for her in secret? He is afraid of being discovered due to his inferiority complex.
Like a rat in a sewer seeing a light that does not belong to it.
"Novi." His voice was cold but firm, "I'll feed you."
His red eyes stared at her in the shadows, filled with complex and gloomy colors, like a wild beast lurking in the darkness, staring at her hungrily. It was a look that Novi had never seen before, tainted with aggression and predatory desire.
Novi's golden pupils suddenly dilated and then contracted, as if she was infected with something terrible. Hughes held her hand so tightly... the cold temperature enveloped her domineeringly.
"Let go, Hughes." Novi's usually calm tone rose a little.
"I'll feed you." He just repeated stubbornly.
Novi refused again.
"Do you hate me so much?" Hughes looked into her golden eyes that were filled with strong resistance, and his voice dropped.
Without waiting for Novi to answer, he swallowed the holy water in the porcelain bottle, pinched Novi's chin, and covered her with his hands in the other's shocked gaze.
The holy water was passed into Novi's mouth in this way. She was shocked and angry. She raised her hand to form a seal and wanted to resist the attack, but the black mist between her wrists suppressed her divine power.
"Wei..." He murmured, as if he didn't see the resistance and anger in the other's eyes.
Novi's body trembled slightly, a sign of extreme anger. After forcing her to drink the holy water, he continued to push further. The overwhelming dark aura pinned her to the bed, and he acted recklessly.
He gently stroked her cheek, pressed his lips against hers, and kissed her again and again.
"We should be together forever, Wei."
The feeling of being bullied filled her heart. Novi closed her eyes and tried hard to condense the power of light. Golden light flickered in the palm of her hand. When Hughes was immersed in it and was caught off guard, she suddenly broke free from the black fog and slapped him with a palm.
A strong airflow made his black clothes float.
He dodged instantly, his expression cold.
The draft blew away his cloak, revealing his entire face.
It was a handsome and strange face, with black hair, red eyes, and fair skin. What shocked Novi was that between his forehead, there was a vine of extremely pure light, shimmering with golden light.
That was the only pure mark in the dark aura all over his body, and his weird and delicate face became innocent and pure.
That wasn't his divine seal, it was his love thread, and it had already matured.
"Hughes, you..." She looked at his affectionate face and didn't know what to say for a moment.
She had initially assumed he wore a cloak to conceal his identity, but he was still wearing one when he faced her in the realm of death. It turned out...what he was really trying to hide was his feelings.
How could he...have such a thing?
It seems that he was born even earlier than the Sea God Fan Yi.
I'm afraid he has already withstood the thunder.
What has he experienced over the years?
The secret Hughes had tried so hard to conceal was completely discovered. He was initially embarrassed and annoyed, but then he decided to throw in the towel. She had no way of leaving anyway, so why should he keep pretending?
His expression was cold and frosty, trying his best to hide the uneasiness in his heart.
"Novi, I want you to marry me." He said suddenly.
The tone was cold and hard, leaving no room for maneuver. It wasn't a request, it was a notification.
"What?" Novi was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.
Hughes avoided her gaze uncomfortably, his eyes falling on the rose on the windowsill, his lips slightly pursed as he repeated it.
"I want to marry you."
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Novi was stunned for a long time before she said, "Hughes, you're crazy... Besides, I wouldn't agree. I won't swear on the marriage certificate."
"So what?!"
Hughes turned around in frustration, stared at her beautiful and stubborn face, and said viciously.
"Novi, you have no choice."
His ferocious expression concealed the moisture in his red eyes. He should have thought about this day earlier before taking this step.
Hughes raised his hand coldly and a projection of three thousand worlds appeared on the wall. He said coldly and viciously, "Novi, if you don't agree, I will destroy the three thousand worlds you love and make the people you care about live in pain and darkness every day."
"Guess what method I'll use? Plague? Flood? Famine? Riot?"
He personally used words to describe the scene of people's miserable lives.
Novi frowned tightly, watching the reflections of the world shatter in his hands, as if he would really destroy everything if she didn't agree.
"Hughes, you're making one mistake after another."
"I never care about right or wrong." Hughes sneered, his projection dissipating in the air. He looked at her and said, "Choose."
After what seemed like a century, Novi finally answered.
"I can promise you, but, Hughes, you must confess everything you've done to the Father God himself and exile those fragments of the gods."
Repent? What could he repent for?
He knew that Novi not only blamed him for killing the gods, but also blamed him for falling into the devil.
But if he did not thoroughly practice the Dark Book of Laws and fall into the devil, how could he withstand the thunder of the love tribulation with the serious wound he suffered from the sword?
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