Scepter of Thorns

Demon world, palace.

The golden-red cloak symbolizing the status of the consul and the black cloak of the Demon Lord were casually thrown on the carpet, interweaving luxurious and gorgeous tones.The faint sound of panting pierces the silence of the long night, and ambiguity and desire|desire flow wantonly.

"...Caesar!" The silver-haired demon lord elbowed the person behind him, his slender neck showing a beautiful arc, "Put me down... ah!"

The noble consul bit his Adam's apple and teased him repeatedly, like a beast teasing its prey. It has clearly controlled the deadly place, but it wants to see the other party struggling and panicking.

"Brother, you came up by yourself."

The document in his hand was crumpled, and Amiens' long eyelashes were wet. He closed his eyes and let his desire control him, but unspeakable anger spread in his heart.

"You were killed by your own brother Caesar... because you blocked his way to power."

"Power is important, at least more important than you."

And what should I do?

"Take the scepter from his hand and kill him."

He came from the abyss of undead, and he can clearly see everything in his life, the only thing he forgot is the cause of his death.But that didn't seem to matter, he always believed that Caesar caused his death.

Amiens didn't think about who told him these things, because these words had been engraved in his soul, and he would never doubt their authenticity, just like a person who falls into a dream will not realize that he is dreaming.

And whenever he wanted to interfere in internal affairs, Caesar would always refuse for various reasons, and sometimes even take him directly to the bed |Amiens also knew in her heart that a man like Caesar would never let his lover interfere in politics. They are extremely possessive and have a sense of competition, so it is impossible for them to take the initiative to support a future enemy.

Not like Gunther, the former leader of the Anti-Cross Party.

"Caesar." He asked intermittently, "What is the relationship between you and the God of Darkness?"

"We are the same person, I am both Caesar and Orion." His movements were rough, "We have a common soul fragment, we can talk to each other when we split, and now we have merged into one."

"I see... um, you, take it easy..."

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When Valentine walked into the magic palace, the strong smell of lust in the air had not dissipated.Caesar leaned lazily on the high-backed chair, his narrowed vertical pupils were full of satisfaction.

"My God." He saluted respectfully.

"It's you, Valentine." Caesar glanced at him, "You are absolutely indispensable in quelling the Black Queen's rebellion."

"This is the credit of Madam Red, she chose to believe me." Valentine immediately declined, "I am the illegitimate son of the leader of the Black Queen, Franz. A lot of trouble. But I opposed the rebellion, and under the guidance of Mrs. Hong, I became a double agent to deliver information for our party. If God doesn’t blame me, I’m already grateful.”

"Speaking of Hong, she seems to have a close relationship with Lilith of the Monroe family." Caesar pondered, "Her Rose Manor is also close to Lilith's Tinta mansion."

Valentine replied, "It is said that Lilith looks very much like her sister."

In fact, no one knows the true identity of Mrs. Hong.She initially had a very high status in the Black Queen Party, but because of restrictions, anti-feminist elements in the party destroyed the tradition of the Black Queen Party, causing her to have the Black Iron Crown, but no real power.

Although she inherited the madness in the blood of Solomon's second daughter, she is still very capable. She stays at home, but she can accurately analyze the current situation based on the information she has obtained, which has played a key role in the development of the Black Queen Party.

She had been confined to a mansion, looked after by a family of maids.Those maids only said that Mrs. Hong was imprisoned by ancient magic, she could not age or die, and even her real age was confusing.Now who knows who broke the ancient magic, she left the cage, and single-handedly destroyed the political party she once ruled.

Valentine only heard her say, "That woman is gone, and this party is useless."

He didn't know who Madam Hong was talking about, but since the two parties were reunified, she has lived peacefully in the rewarded Rose Manor, except for visiting Lilith from time to time, she has done nothing.

Caesar raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

The current situation is very complicated. The God of Light from the Heaven Realm has descended and opened the passage between all walks of life.But the gods were actually deceived, because the God of Light is not Kyle Ross at all, but Edward who has traveled through several realms.Caesar remembered a deal he had made with him, impressed by his ambition and cunning.

He guessed that Edward must have recovered the memory of the God of Light. They were opponents who had fought for thousands of years. They wished to kill each other even in their dreams. They knew each other's strengths and weaknesses.

So what if you get the godhead?Caesar knew very well that at the beginning of the creation of the world, the two gods suffered varying degrees of damage to their godheads in order to create two continents.The area of ​​Mosaac is larger than that of Mithril, and there is also a city in the sky of the Celestial Clan. The damage of the light godhead is definitely more serious than that of the dark godhead.In the contest between gods, he is still confident.

The only possible variable is the God of Chaos, one of the three main gods.

In Orion's impression, the God of Chaos is an unpredictable existence.There is no subjective emotion in everything he does, just like he once helped the God of Light to create the Mersaq Continent, the only reason is that "the law makes the gods create | the world, and the continent will inevitably appear", he is like the executor of the law , the incarnation of rules, and the power is always above the gods.

As long as he doesn't intervene in the battle, Orion believes that he still has a chance of winning.In order to solve this variable, he still sent many people to search, but in the end they found nothing.

Valentine's feet were sore, and he waited until he said, "Stand back, and call Camus Berrie, a rookie from the Berkeley family."

"Yes!"

Ten minutes later, Camus Bakery stood in front of Caesar.His eyes were a magnificent dark purple, like cold crystals, and his black hair hung long down his collar, with a few strands sticking to his ears.

"You are 16 years old, Camus Bakery. As a demon, you are already an adult."

In fact, the demons are very similar to beasts in essence. They have vertical pupils, night vision, photophobia, have fighting instincts, eat once every three days, and have a life span of about 15 years.Moreover, their adulthood is at the age of 20, and once they pass this age, their bodies will develop rapidly, showing the appearance of an adult demon, which is equivalent to the [-]-year-old of a human race.

Camus knelt down in silence.

"Six years ago, you were still in the human world. Your father—the Duke of Berkeley at the time was killed by the successor Pope Edward Daulsus during a sacrifice. Your mother was a human jeweler. She was pregnant before marriage. , had a nameless relationship with the Duke of Berkeley, and finally committed suicide amid rumors." Caesar read out his information, "Is that so?"

"That's right." Camus paused, "But now, I am Camus Bakery, a Duke of the Demon Race."

"It's good for you to think like this." Caesar lightly praised, "You have human blood in your body, and now I need you to do something."

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"Lieutenant Osa, the order from my god has arrived."

Ostana—the woman who had changed her name to Osa said, "Okay, I see."

She looked carefully at the scroll inlaid with gold, and then carefully stored it in the cabinet.Cellu walked into her office, "That, that, I have already arranged the affairs of the dwarves, and my god has already signed a contract with them."

She was still stuttering, Osa patted her on the shoulder, "My condolences, Celu."

"I, I know..." Celu lowered her head, "Thank you."

Osa walks in the military tower with a document under his arm.Now she has completely washed away her childishness. In a year and a half, she participated in two main battles with General Nine of Spades, and was finally awarded a military rank for her outstanding achievements.

Osa will never know what her future will be like if she is still the Princess Ostana.Perhaps no one will discover her military talent, and no one will make her see the grim situation in the heavenly realm.But there are no ifs in this world, and she is very grateful for her right choice.

"Lieutenant." Someone saluted her, "The weapons of the dwarves have been delivered, and your flag is placed in the third district."

"Okay, I'll go get it now. Inform the fifth team that there is a mission."

Two days later.

Osa was sitting in the carriage going to the entrance of the human world. She spread out a map and said, "Our task this time is to test out the attitude of humans towards the Celestial Clan. The human world believes in my god, but my god has told you My Human Vatican is divided into two factions, one is headed by Pope Moofer, and the other is headed by Holy Son Conns. This time we are going to find out who is the leader of the Vatican, and what is the attitude of human beings towards the Celestial Clan? alliance possibility."

Several people sitting on the opposite side of the carriage said: "Yes."

"Also, we have equipped the excellent weapons of the dwarves this time, and we are not allowed to use them unless it is absolutely necessary."

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Osa wandered around the night market in the human world, and the lights lit by magic dimmed the stars. It had been a long time since she came to such an environment full of life.The sky is shrouded in the shadow of war, but even if it is unified, the growing strength of other races is a thorn in their hearts, and the sky clan is afraid of losing the title of the leader of the seven clans.

But the human world has not noticed it yet.It is still so beautiful and splendid, like a pearl in the night, its intrinsic value has long been coveted.Osa is sure that other realms must have sent people to the human realm, intending to shake its affiliation.

She stopped in her tracks. There was a shop selling magical artifacts on the side of the road, and a mirror was placed in the most conspicuous place.Osa could tell at a glance that the mirror was a good illusion tool, and Celu was an illusionist, and it would be good to bring her something from the human world.

"how much is this?"

The two voices were superimposed and asked the same question.

Osa turned around, and behind her stood a young man in a brown cloak, who was looking at her with a frown.His eyes were a crystal-clear light purple. Osa had never known that humans had eyes of this color. She thought of the color palette inexplicably. The combination of blue and red was purple.

His hair hanging down his collar was dark golden, and Osa suddenly felt familiar—it seemed that Edward Dorsas, the God of Light, also had this hair color.

But even so, Otha still felt that he was a human race.

"Do you really need that mirror?" he asked softly.

"It's actually like this..." Osa was about to say something else.The man said directly to the shopkeeper, "I don't want it anymore."

Osa's words were all stuck in her throat, she paid the money, even though she knew he had left, she still couldn't recover.

Like a stone thrown into a lake, how could the ripples calm down so easily.

----Chapter81. Ripple & End----

The author has something to say:

Six years = two years in the human world, the god world, and the demon world + three days in the heavenly world equals three years + one year in the heavenly battle. Neglected bg, several gay lily couples who are messing around, some are still playing a love triangle, a bunch of foreshadowing laid in the first volume, that's it.

Since I was in the third grade of junior high school, the poster only knew what learning is.I love studying, and studying makes me happy. Goodbye, I'm going to write May [-]rd.