Chapter 81 Killing the Demon 21
“Dead…” Lu Cen murmured.
The captain of the guards said, "Listen to me, I already know who the demon is. You must take advantage of Josiah's current trust in you and find a way to get the Ice Blade."
"As long as we get the Ice Blade, there's still a chance. I'll do everything I can to help you then. We don't have much time left. Remember, you have to get the Ice Blade!"
"They were killed by Josiah?"
The captain of the guards was getting annoyed, but he had no choice but to rely on Lu Cen. He suppressed his emotions and spoke kindly, "The situation was difficult to escape at the time. People can't be brought back to life, and they were just NPCs in the dungeon. Don't feel too guilty. The most important thing now is Ice Blade!"
Lu Cen stared straight at him. "Then how did you escape?"
The captain of the guard was taken aback and felt inexplicably guilty, but he kept his composure and said, "I was lucky that they didn't notice me. Yesterday, I went to the top of the snow mountain to investigate and was accidentally captured. I barely managed to escape. Now there are only the two of us left. You must not be confused about what is important."
Lu Cen's heart was fried and boiled repeatedly.
What is light, and what is heavy?
Before he could speak, a mature man's voice came from outside the door, "Chieftain, you heard it all. This human has ill intentions towards you; they want to kill you! Look, I only gave his companion a small chance, and he immediately came to this human to discuss how to proceed. You were so kind to him; his heart is despicable!"
This is the person who said yesterday that he captured a human. If Chen Ning were here, he would definitely recognize him. This person is the captain of the guards of Gale City!
Josiah entered calmly, glancing at the captain of the guard without any emotional fluctuation. "You want to kill me? Do you want to too?"
He said the last sentence to Lu Cen with his eyelids slightly lowered. When he looked at Lu Cen like that, he showed no emotion. Lu Cen couldn't figure out what he was thinking and was quite frightened.
The room was dimly lit, yet it was divided into three camps.
"What, is the question difficult to answer?"
"Humans always dream of being heroes, fantasizing about saving humanity. If you also want to kill me, what is your purpose and reason?"
Lu Cen was rendered speechless by his barrage of words, but the band leader of the Ga Band interjected, "Chieftain, this person abandoned his companions to escape alone. This human is associating with him, so he's probably not a good person either. You must not be deceived by him."
Lu Cen turned his head sharply. The captain of the guard stood there without saying a word, his expression unreadable. He couldn't bring himself to say anything to blame him or even ask a question. When people are in dire straits, what wouldn't they do for their lives?
But Lu Cen still felt uncomfortable.
He was also afraid; he was afraid that one day he would become like that person.
Josiah grew impatient and approached Lu Cen, grabbing his wrist. The skin felt smooth to the touch, and he was startled. He ran his fingers over Lu Cen's wrist a few times, when suddenly some fragments flashed through his mind. The fragments came quickly and suddenly, catching Josiah off guard. His breathing became heavier, and he unconsciously ran his fingers up his wrist to his elbow, his eyes bloodshot.
Why does he smell so strongly?
The smell seemed to be from him.
Josiah sniffed at Lucen’s neck, like a dog snipping its territory. He was bewitched and captivated by the scent, but Galer’s voice brought him back to his senses.
"Chief! You must..."
Josiah didn't think about the rest of the words, nor was he interested in them. He found the man's chatter annoying. "Shut up! You can deal with that human yourself. Get out of here!"
The clan leader was unbelievable. Ever since he met that human, this clan leader had been like a man possessed, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and acting entirely on a whim. He was nothing like a clan leader.
How could someone like him become the head of a clan?
Josiah brought back this human, but he couldn't see anything special about him. He repeatedly urged the idiot to harm Lucen, but he turned out to be a useless piece of trash and got killed!
He had no choice but to find another way, unintentionally revealing Josiah's identity. Sure enough, the captain of the guards couldn't wait to find Lu Cen, wanting to complete the mission.
He could take the opportunity to let Josiah stumble upon them discussing the mission. In this way, Josiah, in his rage, would surely kill the two humans, and he could complete the mission effortlessly.
Everything was going according to his plan, but he didn't expect Josiah to be a sane person. Even after things had developed to this point, he still didn't kill Lu Cen!
Staring at the closed wooden door in front of him, the band leader's eyes flashed with malice. He turned to look at the captain of the guard, and in a few seconds, a brilliant idea came to him.
Lu Cen: "Josiah?"
He stepped back, not because he was cowardly, but because Josiah was not in a good state. From the moment he touched the liquid on Lucen's body, Josiah had fallen into a state of being controlled. He was very clear-headed, but certain thoughts in his mind kept growing, to the point that they were difficult to control.
He still remembered the question from before, "Why do you want to kill me?"
If he hadn't been touching Lu Cen's face, his words could have been considered a question, because the action seemed more like flirting. Josiah was a little dizzy. He pressed down on Lu Cen's shoulder and looked down to find the soft spot that made him feel soft.
Lu Cen felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but push him away, "Josiah, Josiah, sit down properly first, don't do this, hiss... don't bite..."
Those liquids were like pheromones from certain animals, carrying a drowsy fragrance that also aroused the most primal urges. Lu Cen felt that no matter how he pushed, he couldn't move them. Josiah pressed him down against the bookshelf like a mountain and kissed him. The two shadows intertwined.
In the quiet of the night.
The faint sound of water could be heard from inside the room, so intimate and lingering. Josiah was seduced; his whole body was burning hot, as if he were seriously ill. Only Lu Cen could alleviate his symptoms. He didn't want to leave Lu Cen's body at all; he wished every part of him could stick together.
As the first player to enter this instance, Josiah was much earlier than Lucen and the others, a full thousand years. Sometimes he couldn't even tell whether he was Josiah or the player struggling between life and death.
His reason was gradually worn away by the torment of increasing loneliness.
He thought that death might not be such a bad end.
So he did his best to complete the mission of destroying the world, and no one discovered that he was a player, no one discovered that he was from the third faction.
He was free and at ease.
He will reap the benefits once the demons and humans are both weakened.
Until he met Lu Cen.
This human is stupid and not smart, easily manipulated by these people, yet he is also lucky, attracting countless others to follow suit.
Ados liked him, Luther liked him too, and the maids and the captain of the guard who had just been dragged out, though outwardly disdainful, couldn't bear to hurt him in the slightest.
At first, he was just curious why this person could attract so many people to follow him. But then, what happened?
Josiah vaguely recalled.
Oh, he finally figured it out. Later, he became exactly like those people.
"Open your mouth," Josiah said in a low voice.
Li Cen was once again controlled by that fragrance, and didn't know where she was.
He was simply following orders from the outside world subconsciously.
Lu Cen's lips were dripping with the juice of a ripe peach, which trickled down his chin and neck. He opened his mouth slightly, and the tip of his red tongue peeked out, peeking out between his white teeth. The demon's vision was stronger than that of any other species, and Josiah could see Lu Cen's eyelashes fluttering, casting a shadow on his cheek. When he opened his mouth, he was incredibly obedient, as if he would grant any request Lu Cen made.
This posture greatly satisfied Josiah's perverted psychology. He endured the sweat dripping from his forehead and then whispered to Lucen, "Open it wider."
He pressed down on Lu Cen's lips, and with a little force from his fingertips, he pried open Lu Cen's teeth.
"How can she be so well-behaved? How can she be so beautiful?"
At that moment, his feelings perfectly overlapped with Luther's.
He kissed him with fascination, savoring every little bit. His fingers touched Lucen's skin and turned into brown tentacles. Josiah was too excited, too thrilled. The human skin couldn't withstand his intense emotions, and the demon's original appearance emerged from the human skin, like a snake shedding its skin.
The demon was twice the size of a human.
Josiah's mind was in a daze. When he was human, he could barely control himself. But once he transformed into a demon, his bestial nature far outweighed his human nature. The moment he became a demon, his tentacles wrapped around Lu Cen and pressed him onto the bed. The tip of his tail probed into Lu Cen's mouth, as if to explore just how deep it was.
Unfortunately, it only went in a little bit, and Lu Cen groaned in discomfort.
Josiah stopped moving. "Why is it so shallow?"
It's not a feeling, it's a real feeling of shallowness.
Lu Cen was thinner than average due to his physical condition; he was small and thin all over and had little stamina. Last time, Luther only asked him to use his hands, and he was half dead. How much more so would Josiah's size?
Unwilling to give up, he pushed it in a little further, and Lu Cen burst into tears, resisting and trying to escape. Josiah pulled it out and moved to another spot.
What's your name?
"What's your name?"
Tell me, what's your name?
Lu Cen frowned, his eyes wide and hazy, pure as snow and ice. Josiah pressed himself against him even harder, lingering on his neck.
"Speak, what's your name?"
"it hurts……"
Josiah pulled slightly away from his glistening lips and commented, "You're so delicate."
He didn't give up, asking again and again, "What's your name? Tell me!"
"Inlai".
"Real name!"
Lu Cen was bitten on the skin, and the pain brought him back to his senses. He saw a strange-looking thing crawling on him, kissing and nibbling at him. He stared wide-eyed in fear and struggled violently.
What is this?
What is this?
Josiah was taken aback. He had been a demon for too long, and some of his humanity had been worn away. He paused, looked at Lu Cen's reaction, and his eyes turned bloodshot. "You're afraid of me!"
Why are you afraid of me?
"Why, why, why!"
In a fit of rage, Josiah grabbed his waist and pressed down on his neck. He lowered his head and looked into Luther's eyes. There was no lust or love in those eyes, only fear. He suddenly understood Luther's feelings. This man had no love or hate. He could not possibly love anyone.
Josiah was startled by the idea and felt extremely agitated.
His futile attempts to comfort her were futile: "Don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you, I absolutely won't..."
His words were gentle, but his actions betrayed him.
Gradually, Lu Cen became immersed in the alluring fragrance again, his guardedness replaced by a dreamy look. Josiah held him close, the two pressed together, as if in this way they could never be separated.
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