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1. Valena picked up a blood servant. The little blood servant has a sweet appearance and a docile personality, which is quite satisfactory. The only troublesome thing is that he is overly dependent on her, and he always has to be by her side to feel at ease.
What can be done?
The ancestor of the blood clan spread out his hands. Since the weak human beings couldn't make any waves, he simply took them with him to relieve boredom and amuse him.
Who would have thought that if you were not careful, you would let the little blood servant escape. Before escaping, the other party destroyed most of the blood domain, and even she was stabbed.
When he received news about the little blood servant again, he suddenly changed into the Pope of the Holy See.
Valena took a deep breath, inhale, get angry, exhale, get angry. She jumped up and said it was impossible to calm down, not even in this life. If she doesn't take revenge and goes back, she doesn't deserve to be told that she must retaliate.
2. Puppet, chess piece, plaything...
Anariel couldn't remember how many times she had been labeled by others. They were all as annoying to her as the world. She simply overturned the table and messed up the situation. Now that the Mother Goddess is sleeping and the demigods are stealing power, none of the angels or demons should be awake.
Traitor, lunatic...
In retrospect, there were more people who killed her than scolded her. Anariel tilted his head, even finding it a little funny. It's just that she doesn't understand why she and Valena let each other go over and over again.
"If you don't kill me now, you will be the one who dies in the future."
Reaching out to wipe away the blood from Valena's lips, Anariel chuckled, "I'll wait and see."
3. Valena has never seen a crazier guy than Anariel, but she never thinks that his existence is a mistake.
She was calm for so long that she even forgot that her heart was beating.
With blood raining all over the sky, Anariel lay in the mud, in a miserable state. She looked condescendingly at this guy who was regarded as a thorn in the side of angels and demons, and reached out to strangle the Pope's neck.
The pope, who was on the verge of death, raised his head and asked her.
Do you want to create a new world with me?
At that moment, she heard her heartbeat again.
Purpose: Strive for a new world
