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Published at 21st of April 2023 06:48:16 AM


Chapter 532

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The main hall of the Pope's Palace.

This is the main hall that only the pope and his entourage can enter. The outside is guarded by various guards. Normally, mosquitoes can't even get in for a day. When the pope was just assassinated, it was even more difficult. Densely packed with various organs and guards aimed at witches.

And the pope, who was being closely protected, was curling up on his seat with a face full of fear at this moment, his chest heaving violently, and he was panting so fast that he was about to spit out.

The feeling of dread of narrowly escaping death in the hands of the Queen of Hearts is still like a sword hanging above his head. The other party stepped on his head, looked at him with indifference and hatred like looking at an ant, and lowered his head tell him:

"What gave it? You are confident, let you say that you are my father?"

After the [Witch? Heart] trial, the Pope, who had never suffered such a close death threat, raised his head in a trance. Opposite him was the mirror. The heart looked at it and then stopped. Action mirror.

When he was about to commit suicide under the bewitching of Hearts, Hearts stopped? Actions like a freeze frame, and then they were thrown into prison.

——For example, what is more frightening when the enemy kills you is that you don't know why the enemy will let you go.

The Pope closed his eyes tremblingly in fear, but he couldn't help but think with luck—it's okay, the prison at the bottom of the Sky City is extremely hard, it's absolutely impossible for a man to escape from?Where?!

But at the same time, he thought in a trance——

The one who was judged by himself, his own child, why did he become so powerful, and why did he let it go? What about him?

Is it because he is his father?

If the Pope asked this sentence and let Phoebe outside the door hear it, she might break out of her innocence and laugh out loud because what this person said was so funny.

Even if there are 10,000 poor children in this world whose biological scumbag fathers are merciful to their biological fathers because of family affection and let the other party go, there must be no vulgar revenge story. This one of hearts.

——This guy is a ruthless character who can lock his adoptive father, his biological father, and twenty-three estrus stallions together.

If a man dares to be passionate about hearts, he will only kill himself.

The prison at the bottom of the city of the sky.

Heart's hands and feet were hung from the rings on both sides of the prison by two thin and long white bone chains. His shoulders were pulled by the tight bone chains. The hair slipped from the scarred/naked back of the neck in front of the blade, and the blood dripped down the tail of the hair onto the ground, and the ground trembled for a while.

He slowly raised his head? Looking at the thing directly above, he couldn't help showing a lazy smile on his face.

"No wonder you told me that the prison at the bottom of Sky Island is the most suitable prison for men in the world. I will never escape. So it's because of these things."

"He actually hid the male eel here? He made it into a prison. It's quite skillful."

On the top of the heart is a huge pool made of transparent glass. This pool is filled with tens of thousands of male eels that are constantly churning. , Heart was imprisoned at the bottom of this pool, when he raised his head, he could see through the bottom of the glass the gray body of the eel writhing and tangled together, like noodles coming to life one by one, It was boiling in the pool water.

The bone chain in his hand could not have trapped him originally, but the buckles on both sides of the bone chain were stuck on the glass. As long as he broke it, the male eels in the whole pond would tilt down and fall to the ground. On him, submerged him, entangled and climbed up his body.

Eels are all-pervasive, and male eels especially?—a monster that is said to be digested only by male intestinal juices.

If he didn't want to swallow and digest the eel in reverse, then he'd better not act rashly—the bishop who brought hearts? threatened him so viciously, but at the same time, there was fear and hesitation hidden deep in his eyes.

Although it is said that this is a place in the world where men can be locked up, no one knows whether this place can pay attention to Hearts, so the cardinal carefully observed Hearts' expressions and found that he was not only not angry, Instead, there was a faint smile on his face, and he sneered lightly? One sound:

"A prison that can definitely hold men? Are you sure?"

The cardinal was taken aback. For a moment, he saw Hearts turning his head. He looked up at the top of the prison. His purple eyes reflected those eels writhing crazily like boiling. His tone was soft and Satire:

"Aren't there more women locked up on this island?"

The cardinal didn't understand what the hearts wanted to express, so he continued to threaten sternly: "Don't try to escape! Apart from the mechanism of the male eel pond, we have another mechanism, which is naturally formed by this island. Can't run away!"

"What institution?" Hearts tilted his head on his arm in boredom, he looked at the cardinal with an indescribably seductive smile on his face, "I live on this island? Then For a long time, I don’t know if there is any other naturally formed mechanism?”

"Would you like to tell me?"

The cardinal quickly turned his face away, breathing heavily—just staring at that overly beautiful face and those purple eyes for less than a second, he began to tremble and be fascinated, how terrible? witchcraft!

"This island was trafficked to the Pope by a very mysterious gentleman." He should have left after imprisoning Heart at this moment, but his mouth was uncontrollably at Heart's inquiry The next continued to explain, the fear and obsession on his face twisted into a strange expression, and he said in a difficult voice, "When the gentleman sold the island to the bishop, he told the pope that this is an eternal island. An island that will never land will always be suspended in the air, a city in the sky that everyone will look up to."

The expression on Heart's face gradually disappeared, and he turned his head slightly to look at Cardinal: "And then?"

"Did he say anything else? For example, why did he sell the island to the Pope?"

The cardinal shook his head: "No, we don't know the transaction process, we only know that the gentleman sold the island to the Pope."

Heart stared at the other party: "He... that gentleman opened it when he bought the island? How much? What a high price?"

——He always knew that the island was sold by Bai Liu, but he didn't understand, and didn't understand, the other party was obviously a god, and the cost and expenses of taking him out to play casually were very huge, it seemed? Like someone so short on money that he needs to sell his island, or so? A quirky island in the sky.

Although... he knew that without this island in the sky, there would be other islands in the sky to accommodate the ugly desires of these men. This island is Bailiu who is just a trafficker. He doesn't know what will happen later , he is just an outsider.

But during those four years, when Heart knew that this island used to belong to Bai Liu, and there was a thunderstorm outside the island, Heart couldn't help but look out the window, waiting for that strange guest wearing a mask to set foot on the island. When the time comes, the anticipation from the heart is uncontrollably mixed with it? Something else.

…It’s like Bai Liu—the first god who took him away from the island, took him to see the sea, the sky, and the guests in the world, stretched out his hand to him, smiled lightly and agreed to all his requests, saying A friend who can? The person who should have brought him the brightest and happy memories is also using this territory that once belonged to him to bear? His pain for more than ten years.

Heart couldn't help thinking, why, why did Bai Liu sell the island?

Really just for? Money?

"The gentleman didn't ask for money." The cardinal replied? Hearts, "He made a deal with the Pope that has nothing to do with money."

"Deal?" Heart repeated these two words word by word, he raised his head slowly, "What deal?"

"The gentleman said that he came by the pope's desires and desires, he came to fulfill the pope's wishes and sold to the pope a house floating in the sky that could do anything and not be easily found Only those who you allow to go to the island can go to the island." The cardinal looked at the hollow eyes of the heart for a moment, and stepped back with some fear? After taking two steps, his voice stuttered? "But, but As a price for fulfilling your wish—”

"I want the pope to sacrifice to him the pain that he and the people around him, and the pain that happens on this island from now on."

【Are you... making a wish to God? 】

The guest looked at the fourteen-year-old heart with a smile: [Yes? Yes, I will fulfill all your wishes. 】

[But the price is that from now on, the pain you and the people around you will cause because of you will be sacrificed to me. 】

Hearts blinked very slowly, and her fingers bound by bone chains twitched convulsively.

...It's been so long? He seems to avoid himself. When he met Bai Liu at the age of eighteen, he couldn't ask this question. He knew that he was afraid of the answer.

But when the answer really came, it didn't make people afraid? His emotions, brain, and even his soul seemed to become a blank, a boundless blank.

First sell the island to his father, let his father exploit everyone on the island to create pain according to his own desires, and then select him, let him kill those who exploited him again in the process of resistance, creating the first The second pain, and induce him not to kill these people, prolong the pain of both parties indefinitely through the trial?

——A rather beautiful calculation, doubling, oh no, infinitely multiplying the sacrifice of pain.

From beginning to end, everything was within his expectations.

He is just Bai Liu, a part of the game deliberately designed by this evil god in the world.

Hearts look straight ahead with slack pupils. There is a gap in the rock right in front. From that gap, you can vaguely see the rain outside the island. There is a slight sound of drizzling, which makes all the boiling emotions go away. Tranquility? Like the night he made a wish to Bai Liu.

[The price I have to pay for realizing my wish is to sacrifice pain to you? 】Heart asked him softly,【Is the pain of sacrifice important to you? Could it be that without someone offering sacrifices to pain, you cease to exist? 】

[No, if I really do not exist because of this, I will feel happy because of it. 】The guest sighed sadly.

Heart asked suspiciously: [Then why do you need me to sacrifice pain? 】

【Because...】 The guest answered him with a smile,【Accepted? A painful soul? Interesting and beautiful. 】

The guest with the peculiar mask smiled and stretched out his hand, and said to him, "This time, do you want to visit the world with me?"

They went? On the crowded train, on the train, the guest smiled and said to him: [I put a bomb in that person's mirror. 】

Heart looked curiously at the person holding the huge mirror in the carriage, and asked: [Why did you put a bomb in that person's mirror? 】

The guest smiled for a moment: [Because this is a game I designed. 】

【In this way? Wouldn't the explosion kill a lot of people? 】Heart asked puzzledly,【Why do you want to do this? Design? 】

The guest replied with a smile——

——[Don't you think? Like this? Is the design interesting? 】




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