Chapter 179: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (37)
His tone was terribly cold, as if it had been tempered by ten thousand years of ice, and the big hand that was restraining Shen Yuan's waist was frighteningly tight.
The bone-chilling coldness around him gave Chen Yuan an inexplicable sense of security.
She bit her bright and bloodshot lower lip tightly, and the tip of her nose suddenly felt sour and unbearable. Her stiff body softened in the arms of the person behind her.
It was also at this moment that she discovered that the black mist on his body was becoming thinner and thinner. Just a slight movement would reveal his original body and limbs.
Her skin is as white as blood, almost transparent, and she has a beautiful appearance. Her long and alluring eyes are like impenetrable black holes, captivating and fascinating.
Some people are naturally favored by the Creator. Even if they become evil spirits in hell, they are no different from the gods above the nine heavens.
“I knew it…”
Chen Yuan pulled the corners of her lips slightly, her smile weak, but her plump lips stained with blood revealed a breathtakingly gorgeous beauty.
Argus raised his eyebrows in displeasure and asked coldly:
"Know what?"
Chen Yuan opened her lips and wanted to say something, but then she felt dizzy.
"Hmm..."
She leaned weakly in Argus's arms, her face pale.
The layers of coldness emanating from Argos made her feel even more uncomfortable.
"I feel a little dizzy..."
Chen Yuan was panting, and the broken voice squeezed out of his throat was soft and hoarse, with an expression that showed some pitiful grievance.
Argos simply lowered his eyes, his gaze gloomy and cold, his bloodless face without a trace of emotion, and the breath that came out from between his lips and teeth was icy cold, as if he had rolled through a cold pond, enough to make people shiver.
"Squeamish."
Another two words of ruthlessness.
"Um..."
Chen Yuan could no longer stand and subconsciously leaned into Argos' arms. The soft and melodious words that came out of her mouth gradually became out of control of her brain.
The incense is starting to take effect...
Smelling this smell, Argos frowned almost imperceptibly, and the cold air around him surged violently.
He grasped Shen Yuan's slender wrist, lifted it up forcefully, and placed his cold, pale lips on the bloody wound.
“Ugh…it hurts…”
The intense pain brought Shen Yuan back to consciousness briefly. She subconsciously struggled, trying to pull her arm free.
"Don't move."
The strong aura cannot be rejected.
Argus pressed his lips against her arm, his lips were cold and without a trace of warmth. As he opened and closed his lips, his cold breath fell on the wound.
The touch feels numb and a little itchy, as if ants were crawling in.
Shen Yuan widened his eyes and forgot to react for a moment.
Argos suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the wound that was bleeding.
The rich and sweet blood immediately stimulated his nerves and destroyed his sanity.
Argos resisted the urge to suck blood and slowly licked Shen Yuan's arm up and down.
“Hmm…”
She unconsciously shrank her neck, her long eyelashes trembling in fear, casting a small shadow on her eyelids, and her petite body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Sensing the movement in his arms, Argos lowered his eyebrows slightly, and a strange deep meaning flashed across his narrow eyes.
He sighed helplessly and then slowed down his movements.
As he licked, the burning sting on his arm slowly dissipated, replaced by the cool scent of ointment.
"Who are you!"
Raphael asked sharply.
He unconsciously tightened the long sword in his hand, staring at Argos, who exuded a weirdness all over his body, but did not dare to take a step forward.
Argos still lowered his head, licking Shen Yuan's wound, his cold eyelids slightly raised, and his dangerous and gloomy eyes frightened Raphael to the point of being stunned.
He felt cold all over, the arm holding the dagger trembled uncontrollably, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead, nailing him to the spot and unable to escape.
"Who on earth are you?"
Argos finally released his lips. He raised his eyebrows coldly and looked down upon Raphael with a condescending look, as if he were the noblest god.
"A lowly sewer rat deserves an answer from me."
Argos lazily let go of Chen Yuan, and a black book of fate appeared in his hand.
He took two steps forward, and his slender jade-like joints slowly opened the life book, and began to speak word by word.
"Henry Philip, Henry Raphael, lived for eighteen years and was responsible for thirty-five murders. His sins are too grave to be redeemed."
He was like a judge from hell, coldly reading out the sins of the two.
"Then I will punish you by sending you to the sixteenth floor, where you will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and you will never be able to escape rebirth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black air surrounding Argos seemed to have suddenly grown eyes, sweeping towards Raphael and Philip, and instantly wrapped them up.
"Ah! Get out of here! What the hell is that!"
"Don't touch me! Get out!"
The two men screamed in fear and madness, and were gradually swallowed by the black fog.
"Die! Die!"
"It's you! You killed us!"
A sharp voice belonging to a young girl came out from the black fog, filled with a strong and bone-chilling hostility.
From beginning to end, Argos watched all this with an expressionless face, as indifferent as an outsider.
He tilted his head slightly, noticed Shen Yuan's frightened eyes, and curled the corners of his lips maliciously.
"Are you scared?"
Chen Yuan clutched her dress tightly and spoke softly
"No...I'm not afraid."
After saying that, she looked carefully at the two burning figures and asked
"What are these black mists?"
It looks creepy and eerie.
Seeing her quail-like appearance, Argus felt inexplicably happy. He spoke slowly and patiently.
"This black mist is formed by the souls of the girls you two killed. They are filled with immense resentment. If you release them, they will eagerly seek out their murderer and then... devour him."
Argos's tone suddenly became heavier, as if he was deliberately trying to scare Shen Yuan. Seeing her trembling, a triumphant smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Then, are there any people you killed in this black fog?"
Shen Yuan opened his eyes wide and stared at Argos without blinking, obviously very curious about this question.
Argus stretched out his knuckles, touched his temples, raised his eyelids coldly, and asked
"What do you think?"
This look was too dangerous, and Shen Yuan immediately fell silent.
Argus chuckled and said softly
"Some answers require the price of blood. You can die in my hands and go to Avici Hell to see how many people there are."
The souls locked up there were all the souls he collected through sacrifice or killing.
The two people not far away had been burned to ashes by the netherworld fire condensed from the black fog.
Chen Yuan retracted his gaze and wisely changed the subject.
"Then why are you holding this booklet? Isn't it something only the King of Hell or the Black and White Impermanence can possess? If there's a judgment, shouldn't you be the one being judged?"
How could the evil ghost Argos possess the Book of Life and Death that judges the sins of others? Could he have stolen it?
Questions came one after another, Argos felt a headache and was too lazy to answer.
“Hmm!”
Her lips, which were opening and closing constantly, were suddenly blocked by something. Shen Yuan widened her eyes in horror and could not utter a word.
"Noisy."
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