After a while, a faint consciousness tentatively emerged from the pale yellow crystal and carefully observed the surrounding situation.
Andphis, who was hiding in the butterfly consciousness world, looked a little confused. Why was there no pollution outside?
She was already prepared to cut off that consciousness in time, but in the end nothing happened outside.
That shouldn't be the case. Could it be that after the mythical creature broke free from the seal, it took the initiative to curb its own pollution?
No, this is impossible. How could a mad mythical creature take the initiative to restrain its own aura, especially when it believes in the indescribable thing in the deep sea?
This is even more ridiculous than a big black wild boar being able to climb a tree skillfully. There is no way such a thing could happen.
So what is going on?
Could it be that I was too impatient just now and threw the box out before the seal was opened?
This was even more impossible. She remembered clearly that she threw it out after opening the seal. With her extraordinary memory, it was impossible for her to remember it wrong.
With confusion, doubt and uneasiness in mind, the consciousness that stretched out continued to peek into the outside world.
Soon, she found the sealed box she had thrown out on the coffee table nearby.
The seal on this sealed box has obviously been reactivated, and the entire box is emitting a deep, damp and cold fishy smell.
Andphis' pupils shrank suddenly and he was horrified.
This, the remains of that mythical creature have been sealed again? How is this possible!
With her heart pounding, her consciousness saw the young man sitting on the sofa.
At this moment, the young man was sitting with his legs crossed, looking down at her consciousness with a smile, as if he had already noticed her.
Andrey's thoughts paused for a moment, and his mind went blank.
How is he still alive, how can he still be alive, why is he not dead?
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
At this moment, a leisurely, casual voice came into her ears.
Andreyfy's body trembled, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
Without hesitation, she immediately broke away from the butterfly's consciousness and returned to the real world.
Then, before Eros could speak, she plopped down on her knees, raised her little butt, pressed her forehead against the floor, and her golden diamond-shaped twin ponytails spread out on the ground on both sides of her head.
"Sir, spare my life!"
Eros was dumbfounded by the other party's straightforward begging for mercy, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
No, you are a pirate king, a supernatural being. Is it really appropriate for you to kneel so quickly?
For Andphis, can dignity and face be as good as living?
She now saw clearly that this mysterious young man was not someone she could deal with at her current age.
Her biggest trump card had no effect on him, so what else could she do?
Instead of continuing to be stubborn and dying, it is better to just admit defeat and beg for mercy. Maybe you can still survive this way.
It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.
The atmosphere in the room was quiet for a moment, which made Andreys feel a little uneasy.
After a while, Eros came back to his senses from his daze, raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely:
"Why should I let you go?"
"Because you and I are not enemies!" Andfis said loudly with his forehead against the ground.
"Oh? How do you know we are not enemies? Why would I chase you if we are not enemies?"
Eros looked at the blonde girl with twin ponytails in front of him with great interest.
"My memory is very good. I don't remember that I have ever offended you, sir. Moreover, when you entered the room just now, you used the magic of the Path of Night. This means that you are not only not a member of the church, but also an enemy of the church."
"This shows that my position is not in conflict with yours, sir. We can even be said to be allies when it comes to matters against the church."
"From now on, I can serve you, sir, and contribute to your revenge on the church."
Andreyfy knelt on the floor and spoke loudly without raising his head.
"But, turning you into spiritual material can also be considered as contributing to my cause." Eros teased.
Andreys's petite body trembled. She couldn't tell whether Eros was joking or serious. A layer of cold sweat broke out on her fair forehead.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the fear in his heart, Andreys said with difficulty:
"If you want spiritual materials, as long as you let me go, I can give you all the spiritual materials I have collected over the years.
"But after I kill you, won't all these be mine?" Eros said in a strange tone.
Andreys's defense was broken. She moved to Eros's legs with a few knees, hugged Eros's thighs and cried loudly:
"Please spare my life, sir. I will do anything as long as you spare me."
"I can be your best weapon, sir. I will obey all your orders without any resistance. I will do whatever you tell me to do."
Seeing that Eros didn't say anything, Andreys gritted his teeth and took off the imaginary clothes on his body.
"You see, sir, I have never had a man before."
"Moreover, I can also imagine an avatar out of thin air. I can imagine any appearance that the adults like."
Looking at the blonde girl who was crying loudly while holding her calves, and her smooth and petite body, Eros' eyes were fixed on her.
No, that's not a ruthless statement. How could a pirate king, an extraordinary being, be so shameless just to save his life?
However, since the other party is so aware of the current situation, he can let her go.
After all, if she was there, he would undoubtedly have one more trump card.
Of course, this does not refer to her Sequence 4 strength, but to her ability to construct dreams.
This is what Eros saw.
Because he can manifest Cynthia, who is still Sequence 1, in his dreams and then launch an attack on reality.
Although that dream could only hold Cynthia for a moment, that moment was enough for Cynthia to launch an attack.
A blow from a Sequence 1, and from Cynthia, who was once a god, was enough to serve as his trump card.
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