This is a past many years ago.
In this continent, it is not called the name now, countless legends are sung by people, myths and miracles emerge one after another, gods walk and stars gather together.
A female assassin known as the Puncture Gun became a hero of light. Faced with the catastrophe brought by the great demon king Octavia, he assassinated one of the four heavenly kings of the demon clan with his own strength, dismantled the offensive of the Demon King Army, and achieved the peak of the sisterhood.
But she herself was seriously injured and died.
The Demon Kings' offensive collapsed, but the Sisters' Association was not seen yet. Until a magic craftsman took her lifeless body and the last words of the dust returning to the dust and the soil returning to the soil, the female assassins who were trapped in grief were unwilling to lose the hero's guidance, so they commissioned the magic craftsman to turn the remains of the magic craftsman into a soul guard sculpture that was the same as before, and forever watched the souls of the Shadow Walkers...
You and I both know that this is a lie they left behind.
In the hall full of joy, this lewd carnival party is being staged, with merchants indulging in food and drink, enjoying the wonderful service of the female assassins willingly or involuntarily.
In this debauchery scene, the most popular and tempting body, Ms. Amandina, the assassin master of the Temple Sisters, was bound in the center of the hall. For a moment, no one was touched, as if it was out of the mud and was not stained just to wait for her biological daughter to be sent to her, and a mother-daughter deflowering ceremony was performed.
Taking advantage of the time when her daughter Lucia was not sent to her, the big businessman came to Ms. Amundina, looked at her eyes, and said with a smile: You, who were blinded by the news of the hero's death, did not realize that your "Puncture Gun" was caught by the Demon King Army, and forced to use magic potions to fall into a state of fake death. As long as you mislead it a little, you bitches will personally lock her into an eternal curse cage.
It is said that it is the soul guard of the Watch Sisters, but it is actually a living sex toy. In the dark night of the female assassins, she is solidified and respected as an inactive sculpture. By day, she will become a sculpture airplane cup that vents her desires and is played with by chance.
No matter what state, she was very clear in her mind, but she could not survive or die.
Ten years later, another assassin master, Holy Blade, was also concocted as a living sculpture, standing beside his predecessors.
From then on, generations of assassin masters have been reduced to living sculptures in the Soul Temple under various conspiracies and tricks, until time drives their souls crazy and then annihilates the will in their souls into nothingness.
The big merchant laughed and said: From "Puncture Gun" to "Holy Blade", generations of assassin masters can't escape the fate that these bitches are most suitable. You keep fighting against the Demon King Army and searching for the remnants of the Demon King Army everywhere, but you never know that the real Demon King Army has already penetrated into your organization through the power of money. Finally, in the era of "Demon King Shadow Lord", facing the declining Temple Sisters, we can win over the greedy assassins like Demon King Shadow Lord with a small profit. Finally, we control the soul holy weapon, and you assassins have completely become slaves.
Armandina looked at him coldly: Maybe you can enslave our bodies with the soul holy tools, but you will never enslave the assassin's heart.
Nonsense, the most useful thing for bitches is their bodies, what do I do with my useless heart?
Sisters of all generations have assassin masters who want to regain their soul holy artifacts from the Chamber of Commerce for different reasons.
However, they all failed. After being cruelly tortured, these assassin masters who pursue freedom will be cursed by magic and are solidified and made into statues of the assassin masters. Their souls will never be transcended and they are forced to be displayed under the Soul Holy Artifact as guards to punish the ungrateful latecomers.
After the merchants preached to the new assassins that they had devoted their lives to the Chamber of Commerce to retire, earn millions of dollars a month, gain fame and fortune, and retired from the world, the sculptures that were removed from the Soul Temple will be rewarded by those merchants with meritorious clothes and postures, and will be re-made into sex toys in their clothes and erotic postures, allowing others to appreciate and play with the beautiful luxury goods displayed at home until they are bored and sold them at will, allowing sinners who cannot move and their souls will never be able to transcend for a long time until their self-consciousness is completely annihilated...
Enjoy the last days you spent with your daughter, great mentor, soon you will become a living sculpture and place it in the Soul Temple. If you are not tired of playing and sold to the black market, maybe in a while, you will still be able to reunite with your good disciple who betrayed you in the Soul Temple. At that time, you, the master, should set a good example for your disciple.
The big merchant finished speaking in a playful tone. His voice that was suppressed and only the two of them could hear gradually became fanatical. The Temple Sisters who became bitch are just playthings. You can no longer stop the rise of the Demon King Army. The noble demons must rule this world. The great His Highness Octavia will witness our loyalty...
Is it meaningful to say this now?Ms. Armandina looked at the big businessman and said calmly, "Our Temple Sisters, we have been fighting with you, the remnants, for countless years... This time has changed so long."The goddess no longer shows her miracle, and even her angels are hard to find.Not only did your demons perish, but even the great demon king Octavia disappeared in the long river of history... You said that in such an era where everything is empty and everything is empty, people like us, the vague afterimage of our past history...
Bang!
Stop talking, the name of His Highness the Demon King cannot tolerate you being presumptuous!The words of the Assassin's great mentor rarely angered the great merchant. The great merchant gave her a loud slap in the face and said in anger that his Highness must still be hiding in a corner of the world to accumulate strength. One day she will return to the world and let the demons rule the world. You sister-in-law bitch assassins, just watch the arrival of that moment!
Even if you turn me into a sculpture, it will be of no help.Ms. Amandina, who was slapped in the face, didn't care at all. As an assassin who was carrying his fate, would sooner or later like this one day. She said indifferently that after me, there will still be assassins who yearn for freedom to continue to get their own freedom.
And our Temple Chamber of Commerce will definitely hold you bitches firmly in your hands and appreciate your ugly appearance of moths flying into the flames.
The big businessman mocked.
But at this moment, a change occurred.
The big businessman took out the token made of fragments of the soul holy weapon from his arms in surprise and found that the token was shining abnormally.
What's going on? Why is the token... Could it be that something is wrong with the Soul Temple!?
The people in the hall had no idea that their important soul temple had a shocking collapse because of the activeness of a girl swordsman named Nayi.
Haha...Ah Hahaha...Destroy, collapse!All will be nothing!
Because of the defeat of the two soul guards, the entire soul temple was collapsing, falling rocks kept falling, and the neat ground was falling apart. The rebellious assassin master had no intention of escaping, but just murmured madly, telling terrified words.
Her yearning for self-happiness and the collapse of her belief in money have left her hopeless life.
Seeing the Assassin Master who was gradually walking towards the abyss, Lucia shouted anxiously: Sister Yus, come back soon!
All this is a lie... Everything is empty... Everything is empty... Where is the road ahead of me... Upgrade to become a cadre... Retire to be a rich woman... I feel so good AhAhAh!!
The ground under the lost Assassin Master's feet suddenly collapsed, and she fell down with one foot.
don't want!Seeing that the assassin master who had been with her childhood as an elder sister was about to fall into the abyss, Lucia forgot that she had no power to tie her hands and quickly threw herself forward and reached out to grab her.
She almost caught it.
Fortunately, Nayi was by her side, and her movements were more agile and agile, and she grabbed her wrist.
Nayi lay on the edge of the cliff and tried hard to persevere: Catch it!
With Nayi's help, Lucia struggled to grab the Assassin Master's other hand.
Sister Yousi... Come up...
The Assassin Master looked at the two of them and murmured: Why, you want to save me... I did this to you and your mother...
What are you saying... nonsense... Sister Yus, you and everyone have been with me since childhood, how can I watch you ignore it... Lucia's finger that can leaps beautiful notes on the keys is so powerless when saving her relatives. Lucia's mouth was bitten through, and she begged to the lower body, mom must be in the same mood, go home quickly, my mom will definitely forgive you!
Forgive me, a traitor?
Oh, Lucia, she is still so innocent and cute, knows nothing, and is so tightly protected by her mother that if she knew how many companions she had killed today, she would definitely not say something that would forgive you.
Come up soon, it's going to collapse here.
The rebellious assassin master kept silent and covered up the waverings under the black veil.
Then she spoke.
This is the path I chose myself...
What...wow!The sleeve sword suddenly pierced from the assassin's wrist, and the bright blade scared Nayi so much that she let go of her hand.
I don't need anyone to forgive me!The rebellious master assassin roared to perish.
Wow!Sister Yus... After Nayi let go, the weight of the Assassin Master pressed directly on Lucia alone. She held the hands of her relatives with her slender hands. Her untrained arms trembled with difficulty, and she would be pulled down by herself.
But she still had a hint of expectation.
You...come back soon...
You are so weak that your goal is so disgusting that I need to protect you wherever you go. You have no salary yet. If it weren't for your mother, I would have wanted to say this long ago. Get out of here immediately!
After saying this, she raised her sword and drew a shallow scar on the back of the lady's hand. With the stinging pain, she let her hand go.
Sister Yousi is not!!
My fate is up to me, not to the sky... The Assassin Master calmly opened his arms, lay on his back and fell into the abyss, accepting his last destiny.
But... I still feel so annoying...
Nayi pulled Lucia back and said seriously: She is no longer saved, let's get out of here!
But before she could walk a few steps, those filthy sculptures of the Assassin Master came to her, such as master-level flesh toilets, bitch assassin bitches, temple storage sisters, female animal sex toys, and some obscene patterns.
Although their bodies and souls exist, their true selves have long been destroyed in the madness of a long time, becoming walking dead and puppets, guarding the temple with the set guidelines.
Now they raised their weapons to the two of them.
hateful.Nayi drew her sword to fight and began her futile resistance. Faced with so many assassin masters, she could only hope that she could delay more time. Lucia, run away quickly, go find my companion, and find Anniece!
Looking at Nayi in the fierce battle, Lucia hated her incompetence so much for the first time.
She was too weak and had no strength. Neither Sister Yus nor Miss Nayi could protect them.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of her.
Two lines of words written in ancient texts came into Lucia's eyes.
The indecent gun and the lewd blade.
These two blasphemous titles are engraved on the lower abdomen of two ancient assassin masters.
No, it should be the Puncture Gun and the Holy Blade. After being defeated by Nayi, these two ancient assassin masters stood up again with trembling. Their proud bodies stood in front of Lucia, quietly looking at the girl with no power, as if she had no objection to the dirty words and penis toys on her body.
Unexpectedly, they were still alive, Lucia fell into despair.
Don't touch her!Damn Nayi wanted to save Lucia, but the assassin masters' attacks continued, making her unable to escape.
Just when Lucia thought she was about to usher in the end of her fate, one of the two ancient assassin masters actually spoke.
Come with me.
Plain, quiet, without anger.
The two ancient assassin masters just looked at the girl quietly, then turned around and advanced towards the depths of the Soul Temple.
They... are calling me?Lucia followed the two ancient assassin masters in a daze, and she didn't know how far she had walked, and finally...
In the deepest part of the Soul Temple, there is a golden ball with mysterious patterns placed on the altar.
Golden Apple… Lucia murmured, interpreting its name.
Surrounded by two ancient assassin masters, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and held the holy weapon called the Golden Apple in her hand. In an instant, a huge stream of magic power emerged from the Golden Apple and rushed towards her.
In this continent, it is not called the name now, countless legends are sung by people, myths and miracles emerge one after another, gods walk and stars gather together.
A female assassin known as the Puncture Gun became a hero of light. Faced with the catastrophe brought by the great demon king Octavia, he assassinated one of the four heavenly kings of the demon clan with his own strength, dismantled the offensive of the Demon King Army, and achieved the peak of the sisterhood.
But she herself was seriously injured and died.
The Demon Kings' offensive collapsed, but the Sisters' Association was not seen yet. Until a magic craftsman took her lifeless body and the last words of the dust returning to the dust and the soil returning to the soil, the female assassins who were trapped in grief were unwilling to lose the hero's guidance, so they commissioned the magic craftsman to turn the remains of the magic craftsman into a soul guard sculpture that was the same as before, and forever watched the souls of the Shadow Walkers...
You and I both know that this is a lie they left behind.
In the hall full of joy, this lewd carnival party is being staged, with merchants indulging in food and drink, enjoying the wonderful service of the female assassins willingly or involuntarily.
In this debauchery scene, the most popular and tempting body, Ms. Amandina, the assassin master of the Temple Sisters, was bound in the center of the hall. For a moment, no one was touched, as if it was out of the mud and was not stained just to wait for her biological daughter to be sent to her, and a mother-daughter deflowering ceremony was performed.
Taking advantage of the time when her daughter Lucia was not sent to her, the big businessman came to Ms. Amundina, looked at her eyes, and said with a smile: You, who were blinded by the news of the hero's death, did not realize that your "Puncture Gun" was caught by the Demon King Army, and forced to use magic potions to fall into a state of fake death. As long as you mislead it a little, you bitches will personally lock her into an eternal curse cage.
It is said that it is the soul guard of the Watch Sisters, but it is actually a living sex toy. In the dark night of the female assassins, she is solidified and respected as an inactive sculpture. By day, she will become a sculpture airplane cup that vents her desires and is played with by chance.
No matter what state, she was very clear in her mind, but she could not survive or die.
Ten years later, another assassin master, Holy Blade, was also concocted as a living sculpture, standing beside his predecessors.
From then on, generations of assassin masters have been reduced to living sculptures in the Soul Temple under various conspiracies and tricks, until time drives their souls crazy and then annihilates the will in their souls into nothingness.
The big merchant laughed and said: From "Puncture Gun" to "Holy Blade", generations of assassin masters can't escape the fate that these bitches are most suitable. You keep fighting against the Demon King Army and searching for the remnants of the Demon King Army everywhere, but you never know that the real Demon King Army has already penetrated into your organization through the power of money. Finally, in the era of "Demon King Shadow Lord", facing the declining Temple Sisters, we can win over the greedy assassins like Demon King Shadow Lord with a small profit. Finally, we control the soul holy weapon, and you assassins have completely become slaves.
Armandina looked at him coldly: Maybe you can enslave our bodies with the soul holy tools, but you will never enslave the assassin's heart.
Nonsense, the most useful thing for bitches is their bodies, what do I do with my useless heart?
Sisters of all generations have assassin masters who want to regain their soul holy artifacts from the Chamber of Commerce for different reasons.
However, they all failed. After being cruelly tortured, these assassin masters who pursue freedom will be cursed by magic and are solidified and made into statues of the assassin masters. Their souls will never be transcended and they are forced to be displayed under the Soul Holy Artifact as guards to punish the ungrateful latecomers.
After the merchants preached to the new assassins that they had devoted their lives to the Chamber of Commerce to retire, earn millions of dollars a month, gain fame and fortune, and retired from the world, the sculptures that were removed from the Soul Temple will be rewarded by those merchants with meritorious clothes and postures, and will be re-made into sex toys in their clothes and erotic postures, allowing others to appreciate and play with the beautiful luxury goods displayed at home until they are bored and sold them at will, allowing sinners who cannot move and their souls will never be able to transcend for a long time until their self-consciousness is completely annihilated...
Enjoy the last days you spent with your daughter, great mentor, soon you will become a living sculpture and place it in the Soul Temple. If you are not tired of playing and sold to the black market, maybe in a while, you will still be able to reunite with your good disciple who betrayed you in the Soul Temple. At that time, you, the master, should set a good example for your disciple.
The big merchant finished speaking in a playful tone. His voice that was suppressed and only the two of them could hear gradually became fanatical. The Temple Sisters who became bitch are just playthings. You can no longer stop the rise of the Demon King Army. The noble demons must rule this world. The great His Highness Octavia will witness our loyalty...
Is it meaningful to say this now?Ms. Armandina looked at the big businessman and said calmly, "Our Temple Sisters, we have been fighting with you, the remnants, for countless years... This time has changed so long."The goddess no longer shows her miracle, and even her angels are hard to find.Not only did your demons perish, but even the great demon king Octavia disappeared in the long river of history... You said that in such an era where everything is empty and everything is empty, people like us, the vague afterimage of our past history...
Bang!
Stop talking, the name of His Highness the Demon King cannot tolerate you being presumptuous!The words of the Assassin's great mentor rarely angered the great merchant. The great merchant gave her a loud slap in the face and said in anger that his Highness must still be hiding in a corner of the world to accumulate strength. One day she will return to the world and let the demons rule the world. You sister-in-law bitch assassins, just watch the arrival of that moment!
Even if you turn me into a sculpture, it will be of no help.Ms. Amandina, who was slapped in the face, didn't care at all. As an assassin who was carrying his fate, would sooner or later like this one day. She said indifferently that after me, there will still be assassins who yearn for freedom to continue to get their own freedom.
And our Temple Chamber of Commerce will definitely hold you bitches firmly in your hands and appreciate your ugly appearance of moths flying into the flames.
The big businessman mocked.
But at this moment, a change occurred.
The big businessman took out the token made of fragments of the soul holy weapon from his arms in surprise and found that the token was shining abnormally.
What's going on? Why is the token... Could it be that something is wrong with the Soul Temple!?
The people in the hall had no idea that their important soul temple had a shocking collapse because of the activeness of a girl swordsman named Nayi.
Haha...Ah Hahaha...Destroy, collapse!All will be nothing!
Because of the defeat of the two soul guards, the entire soul temple was collapsing, falling rocks kept falling, and the neat ground was falling apart. The rebellious assassin master had no intention of escaping, but just murmured madly, telling terrified words.
Her yearning for self-happiness and the collapse of her belief in money have left her hopeless life.
Seeing the Assassin Master who was gradually walking towards the abyss, Lucia shouted anxiously: Sister Yus, come back soon!
All this is a lie... Everything is empty... Everything is empty... Where is the road ahead of me... Upgrade to become a cadre... Retire to be a rich woman... I feel so good AhAhAh!!
The ground under the lost Assassin Master's feet suddenly collapsed, and she fell down with one foot.
don't want!Seeing that the assassin master who had been with her childhood as an elder sister was about to fall into the abyss, Lucia forgot that she had no power to tie her hands and quickly threw herself forward and reached out to grab her.
She almost caught it.
Fortunately, Nayi was by her side, and her movements were more agile and agile, and she grabbed her wrist.
Nayi lay on the edge of the cliff and tried hard to persevere: Catch it!
With Nayi's help, Lucia struggled to grab the Assassin Master's other hand.
Sister Yousi... Come up...
The Assassin Master looked at the two of them and murmured: Why, you want to save me... I did this to you and your mother...
What are you saying... nonsense... Sister Yus, you and everyone have been with me since childhood, how can I watch you ignore it... Lucia's finger that can leaps beautiful notes on the keys is so powerless when saving her relatives. Lucia's mouth was bitten through, and she begged to the lower body, mom must be in the same mood, go home quickly, my mom will definitely forgive you!
Forgive me, a traitor?
Oh, Lucia, she is still so innocent and cute, knows nothing, and is so tightly protected by her mother that if she knew how many companions she had killed today, she would definitely not say something that would forgive you.
Come up soon, it's going to collapse here.
The rebellious assassin master kept silent and covered up the waverings under the black veil.
Then she spoke.
This is the path I chose myself...
What...wow!The sleeve sword suddenly pierced from the assassin's wrist, and the bright blade scared Nayi so much that she let go of her hand.
I don't need anyone to forgive me!The rebellious master assassin roared to perish.
Wow!Sister Yus... After Nayi let go, the weight of the Assassin Master pressed directly on Lucia alone. She held the hands of her relatives with her slender hands. Her untrained arms trembled with difficulty, and she would be pulled down by herself.
But she still had a hint of expectation.
You...come back soon...
You are so weak that your goal is so disgusting that I need to protect you wherever you go. You have no salary yet. If it weren't for your mother, I would have wanted to say this long ago. Get out of here immediately!
After saying this, she raised her sword and drew a shallow scar on the back of the lady's hand. With the stinging pain, she let her hand go.
Sister Yousi is not!!
My fate is up to me, not to the sky... The Assassin Master calmly opened his arms, lay on his back and fell into the abyss, accepting his last destiny.
But... I still feel so annoying...
Nayi pulled Lucia back and said seriously: She is no longer saved, let's get out of here!
But before she could walk a few steps, those filthy sculptures of the Assassin Master came to her, such as master-level flesh toilets, bitch assassin bitches, temple storage sisters, female animal sex toys, and some obscene patterns.
Although their bodies and souls exist, their true selves have long been destroyed in the madness of a long time, becoming walking dead and puppets, guarding the temple with the set guidelines.
Now they raised their weapons to the two of them.
hateful.Nayi drew her sword to fight and began her futile resistance. Faced with so many assassin masters, she could only hope that she could delay more time. Lucia, run away quickly, go find my companion, and find Anniece!
Looking at Nayi in the fierce battle, Lucia hated her incompetence so much for the first time.
She was too weak and had no strength. Neither Sister Yus nor Miss Nayi could protect them.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of her.
Two lines of words written in ancient texts came into Lucia's eyes.
The indecent gun and the lewd blade.
These two blasphemous titles are engraved on the lower abdomen of two ancient assassin masters.
No, it should be the Puncture Gun and the Holy Blade. After being defeated by Nayi, these two ancient assassin masters stood up again with trembling. Their proud bodies stood in front of Lucia, quietly looking at the girl with no power, as if she had no objection to the dirty words and penis toys on her body.
Unexpectedly, they were still alive, Lucia fell into despair.
Don't touch her!Damn Nayi wanted to save Lucia, but the assassin masters' attacks continued, making her unable to escape.
Just when Lucia thought she was about to usher in the end of her fate, one of the two ancient assassin masters actually spoke.
Come with me.
Plain, quiet, without anger.
The two ancient assassin masters just looked at the girl quietly, then turned around and advanced towards the depths of the Soul Temple.
They... are calling me?Lucia followed the two ancient assassin masters in a daze, and she didn't know how far she had walked, and finally...
In the deepest part of the Soul Temple, there is a golden ball with mysterious patterns placed on the altar.
Golden Apple… Lucia murmured, interpreting its name.
Surrounded by two ancient assassin masters, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and held the holy weapon called the Golden Apple in her hand. In an instant, a huge stream of magic power emerged from the Golden Apple and rushed towards her.
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