Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

A red light flashed in Cerberus' eyes, and his broad shoulders forcefully encircled the prey. One hand pinched the prey's chin and lifted it up without giving it any room to refuse. The exposed back of the neck disappeared because of the prey's upward movement. He breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and then his heart was lifted up again.

Instead, there was a more alluring expression of a prey, with slightly frowned brows, crimson eyes, as if there was a pool of water in the eyes, and lips seemed particularly soft, tightly pursed, pitiful and fragile.

The sharp edge is all hidden, and the docile little animals are generally harmless.

"Cerberus, I'm ready to eat." Satan pinched the bloody hand of his prey, gracefully lowered his head and licked it lightly, wrapping the blood beads with the tip of his tongue and bringing them into his mouth. The delicious taste exploded in his mouth, and countless eyes opened and closed, like countless black butterflies flapping their wings.

He didn't even give Cerberus any attention.

The meaning of driving away customers is self-evident.

In Satan's cognition, he has absolute rights to the prey in his territory.

This is why Cerberus requires Lu Wanyue to go through the death loop. Only by breaking the death loop can he leave the territory of this cyclical game, and Cerberus can bring Lu Wanyue into his own territory.

Unless Cerberus has a feud with Satan and is willing to take the ownership of Lu Wanyue's food from Satan.

But - is it possible to offend one's own kind for a piece of food?

There was a deep sense of uneasiness in Lu Wanyue's eyes. She cried out in pain, unable to pull her hand out of Satan's mouth. Her watery eyes looked at Cerberus pleadingly. The black dog's head was covered with hair, and its expression could not be discerned.

"This prey has my marks all over its body and is filled with my scent. I never thought that the Lord of the Death Loop would like to eat my leftovers." Cerberus pinched the prey's chin violently and looked at it. After thinking for a moment, he spoke in an extremely arrogant tone.

There was even a strong sense of disgust in his expression, and I didn't know whether he was disgusted that the food was tasted by Satan, or he was disgusted with Satan's actions!

Satan's body stiffened slightly as he licked the blood, and he paused, then quickly let go of his prey.

What does it mean to have marks all over your body?

The lord needs to mark every inch of the skin with his own mouth.

It means the food is so delicious that you don’t want to eat it all at once and would like to leave it for later savour.

It’s as if there is a delicious food in front of you and everyone is scrambling to eat it, but a weirdo is unethical and spits at the food, using despicable means to gain the right to eat it alone.

As lords, everyone is very familiar with the marking process, which is marked by licking and saliva.

Now this weirdo is Cerberus!

Satan's whole body was stiff, his tongue hanging unnaturally in the air. He had a weird and disgusting feeling as if he had swallowed Cerberus' saliva. He took a half step back, and the countless dark eyes on the goat's head stared at his despicable fellow for a long time without saying a word.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mind sharing food. Do you want to join us?" Cerberus said one thing and did another, but his heart was truly filled with righteousness. He invited Satan to share in a leisurely and enthusiastic manner, but the moment Satan let go of his hand that held his prey, his big hand tightly wrapped around the bloody hand, and the relatively petite prey's entire body was covered in his arms, indicating his ownership, and his protectiveness was particularly obvious.

In the big palm, the bloody wounds on the white and tender fingertips disappeared, and had been healed inch by inch in the hidden corners that had been wrapped tightly.

Cerberus gently loosened his hand that had been violently pinching his prey's chin, leaving behind a red fingerprint. He was slightly startled and rubbed it nervously, but it didn't go away!

I didn't use much force, so why did it turn red?

Human beings are so fragile!

Lu Wanyue huddled in Cerberus' arms, thinking that Cerberus was really going to share her with Satan. Her eyes suddenly widened and her heart beat wildly and anxiously, almost jumping out of her chest!

Uh - only to get an ambiguous chin rub from Cerberus?

She realized it later and felt a slight pain. She shrank back and turned her head slightly to avoid it.

Cerberus' hand stopped in mid-air and he paused. Just as he was about to get angry at his prey for not being obedient, he found that the red mark on his chin faded, leaving only a bluish fingerprint. His angry emotion was stuck in the middle, neither going up nor down, and he felt quite uncomfortable all over.

Is it really that hard?

You won’t get angry if it hurts, right?

"Humans are fragile." Cerberus spoke to his prey with disdain out of habit, and his hands moved cautiously and gently, lightly stroking the blue chin. The next second, the blue faded and the skin returned to its fair color.

Lu Wanyue restrained her expression and did not answer, but this time she did not dodge away. She curled up obediently in Cerberus' arms.

Cerberus was satisfied when he saw his prey's chin regain its white color.

No, no!

Satan looked at the interaction between his despicable fellow and his prey in strangeness. Why did it seem so wrong?

The prey will be eaten in the end anyway, so why bother repairing a small bruise caused by pinching?

What eating habits?

"What the hell! There will be a day when Cerberus will share food?" Satan said sarcastically.

In the entire field of the death game, Cerberus is famous for his food protection, which is comparable to himself!

No matter how delicious the food is, Satan will be disgusted and unable to eat it after it has been smeared by Cerberus' saliva.

"You really don't want to join us?" Cerberus invited him in a serious manner, and even brought food closer to Satan, as if he was willing to share it with him.

Lu Wanyue was led forward to share the story, and she acted like she was trembling with fear, and her expression seemed like she was about to cry.

"Since this food has been marked as yours, it is given to you. You can take it away and use it as you like." Satan stepped back in disgust, quickly pulled out a velvet scarf from the collar of his suit, wrapped his index finger around it, and pressed it firmly against the forehead of the food, not allowing it to get close!

"So generous? Then this food belongs to me now. In return, you can go to my territory and pick out a piece of food." Cerberus narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tail wagged happily behind him. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"Okay!" Satan withdrew his hand gracefully and agreed very happily.

Invisibly, the confinement of the death cycle disappeared, and all memories returned!

Lu Wanyue suddenly turned around and buried her face in Cerberus' chest, her fingers tightly grasping his white robe.

Cerberus instinctively stroked the food's thin back to comfort it.

It seems a bit too intimate, is that the case with food?

Satan stared at it quietly, feeling strange, "You can take it away. Come to your territory to pick up the goods when you have time."

"Okay." Cerberus picked up the food from the front, like holding a child, spread the food's legs apart and clamped them between his waist, holding the buttocks with one hand and protecting the back with the other.

The goat next to it is still watching!

Lu Wanyue felt ashamed and buried her head in Cerberus's strong chest muscles, not daring to look up.

Cerberus didn't think there was anything wrong and disappeared on the spot with the food.

Satan looked at the direction Cerberus left, recalling some of his actions, which were exactly the same as the way the Vampire Count treated food!

Always do something loverly with food and eat it at the highest tide.

He, Satan, does not have such a habit!

Food is food. People of lowly status are not qualified to be stained by His breath and receive His love.

Satan decided to stay away from Cerberus after going to the territory of the dead to pick food!

He doesn't want to get involved in this bad habit!

"Come in." Satan pulled out a pair of pearly white gloves out of thin air and put them on slowly.

"My lord!" The farmer excitedly knelt down and crawled forward, rubbing his ferocious bearded face against Satan's shoe surface obsessively.

Satan knelt down on one knee and seemed to gently grasp the farmer's hair with one hand.

The farmer's hair was grabbed by an irresistible force, and his entire head was pulled up, but he did not even cry out in pain, and only stared at Satan's elegant posture in fascination.

"You made a mistake. You didn't guard the food well, allowing it to be contaminated by other lords." Satan stated calmly, and the countless black eyes on the goat's head blinked slowly, which looked very weird.

"Sir! I am willing to die as atonement! Please forgive me! Sir! Don't expel me from your territory! Death belongs to you too! Sir..." The farmer hugged Satan's shoes excitedly, his cheeks flushed like a sickly red, his eyes bursting with deep obsession, and he approached and begged like a puppy.

"Since you have served me for hundreds of years, I will not expel you." Satan opened his pearly white gloved hands and tightly covered the farmer's entire face, almost sighing.

"Thank you, sir!" The farmer showed a strange smile on his face, knelt down and sniffed the scent on his face with fascination.

next second!

The entire face was squeezed out of shape, the head was crushed, hot blood splattered, soaking the pearly white gloves red, stained with blood and decadence.

The farmer's head was shattered to the ground, and the rest of his body fell to the ground. Blood gurgled from his broken neck, watering the grass, making it greener and more tender.

Satan pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his fingertips carefully.

There were footsteps behind him, and a handsome blond young man came forward and knelt respectfully, "Sir."

"Clean it up, and you will serve me from now on." Satan gently threw away the towel he had used to wipe.

"Yes! It's my honor to serve you, sir!" The young man followed Satan with an intense gaze.

Now is not the time for hunting. The next second, Satan disappeared on the spot.

The blond young man carefully picked up the handkerchief thrown away by Satan, buried it in front of his face and took a deep sniff, with an obsessed expression, just like the dead farmer!

Ahead was the farmer's body.

After a long time, the blond young man carefully put away the handkerchief, looked at the farmer's body jealously, his hands turned into beast-like claws, he scratched the body fiercely as if to vent his anger, lowered his head and ate it bit by bit.

His handsome white face was covered in blood and he made strange chewing sounds in the quiet and dim sheep pen.

She kept muttering, "I have served you for hundreds of years. How enviable!"

All servants are selected from deep death loops.

These servants have gone through countless, even hundreds of millions of death cycles and have long been lost in the cycle. They have no self at all. Due to the influence of their domain relationships, they are left with only loyalty and close fascination with Satan.

Every lord has a servant, who is equivalent to a servant. Satan likes quietness, and there is only one servant at a time, who is selected from the food and given a portion of power.

Cerberus also had servants.

On the other side, Cerberus brought Lu Wanyue back to the realm of the dead, still maintaining the posture of holding the child. He paused, and pulled off the legs that were clamped around his waist.

Lu Wanyue looked up in shock and held Cerberus' robe tightly.

"What? Are you addicted to being hugged?" Cerberus' teasing voice came from above his head.

"Yes." Lu Wanyue looked up and answered honestly, looking at Cerberus innocently with red eyes.

Cerberus choked: ...

"Don't look at me." The dog's head slightly raised, and its large honey-colored palm covered Lu Wanyue's entire face, and its pitch-black ears trembled.

Lu Wanyue obediently did not move, but blinked her eyelashes lightly, and her eyes brushed against the skin of Cerberus' palm like a feather, bringing a delicate and soft feeling.

"You never stop for a moment." Cerberus quickly withdrew his hand as if he was slightly burned by a spark and said stiffly.

"Hmm? Cerbe...Los?" Lu Wanyue had many doubts about the current situation.

"What?" Cerberus was particularly patient with this special food and pricked up his ears carefully.

"Lord Cerberus... I'm sorry! I failed to complete the task you assigned to me, and you still need to rescue me from the hands of the Lord of the Death Loop." She clutched Lord Cerberus's white robe tightly, and looked up nervously, only to see the furry neck hair.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to save you. I just feel uncomfortable when the food I marked is enjoyed by other lords." Cerberus' ears trembled slightly, and he raised his head arrogantly and said stubbornly.

He didn't dare to look at the expression of the food. When he saw that pitiful look, his mouth couldn't help but saliva and he wanted to swallow it in one bite!

Cerberus also thought it was appetite!

"Thank you, sir. As for the deal between us..." Lu Wanyue pretended to be about to cry and boldly grabbed Cerberus's thick neck hair, trying to make him bow his head.

Cerberus felt a subtle tug on his neck, his fur being caught by the food.

It doesn't hurt, but it itches a bit.

He had to lower his head and focus his gaze on the face of the food.

suddenly!

The golden pupils dilated, the ears couldn't help but itch, and the dragon's tail unconsciously coiled up along the food's calves.

The food grabbed the black fur on His neck like a little pet, pulling at it pitifully. The tip of His nose turned red, and tears were about to fall, but He was still brazenly thinking about the deal.

Cerberus felt saliva secreted rapidly in his mouth, and his hunting sight swept across the poor white face, and finally fell on the fragile neck of the food, as if the ferocious beast would be out of the cage in the next second!

Really not afraid of death!

Feeling the invisible threat, Lu Wanyue shrank his neck and buried his face in Cerberus's furry neck.

"Humph! Since you are so devoted to me, I'll give you a chance. If you want something, come and get it yourself."

Cerberus finally lowered his head, and pinched the fragile back of the food's neck with his large palm, pulling the person away from the furry neck, looking into the food's black pupils, and said meaningfully: "You don't need me to teach you."

"No...no need!" Lu Wanyue stuttered, her whole face suddenly turned red, and she pulled Cerberus's fur even harder!

Known: Lu Wanyue needs a child from Cerberus!