Chapter 1010 I Am the Master Now

Under the clear blue sky and white clouds, there is an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. As far as the horizon can be seen, there is a majestic army in armor. Millions of magicians have shackles on their hands, collars on their necks, and punishment helmets that only expose their mouths. They line up to protect them. The supreme throne is like a silent tombstone.

The evil dragons sit on high platforms made of bones, like flags. They don't have the majesty of being dragons, only the violent madness remains. They are armed to the teeth and carry miraculous weapons of great destruction. They are not only charging warriors, but also shields to protect the throne. Sometimes they are even desperate. chips.

On top of the palace built with human skulls, under the bright and warm sunshine, sits the exquisite and bloody Supreme Throne. Vichy sat on it, admiring all the things in the world she controlled.

This is the deepest desire of Vichy's soul.

Ash looked at all this and was not surprised that Vichy would create such a world. She is a demon who does not believe in human nature. If she can become the supreme magician, she will definitely use soul miracles to control the souls of all living beings, use killing to build a barrier of fear, turn all the magicians in the world into her army, and suppress All those who oppose you.

She never wanted to benefit the world. She just wanted to gather thousands of powerful forces into one body and enslave all living beings to serve her. There is indeed such a person in this world, who is born to be a tyrant, a devil or a fanatic. Even though she is afraid of a cruel outcome, she will still pursue cruel joy.

A wolf like her who has been hungry for too long will never be able to fill her stomach.

But it happened that she became an operator, it happened that she helped him overcome so many lives and deaths, but it happened that... Ashi sighed and thought about how to help Vichy summon the gods.

Crack.

With the sound of the chain pulling, Ash was suddenly pulled over and knelt on the ground. He raised his head and found that he was in front of the throne. Wei Xi was holding the chain in his hand and was looking at him jokingly, and he was wearing it around his neck. collar.

Obviously, he is also in the deep desire of Vichy's soul, and their two positions are exactly opposite to reality. But Ash wasn't too surprised, he had expected this.

The cute pink feet stretched out from under the robe, and the toes gently lifted Ash's chin. Wei Xi held her cheek with her left hand and looked down at him like a pet: "Lick."

Forget it, letting her be smashed to death by hell might raise the average moral level of the magician world by a big margin.

Ash turned his head away angrily, thinking where was the opportunity for Vichy to summon the gods, but Vichy was not happy with it. She pulled the chain in her hand, and Ash was pulled into her arms like a baby, as if she was lying down. A concubine in the arms of a tyrant. She looked cold and said coldly: "I am now the supreme master of magic, and you still dare to disobey me? Do you still think you are my master?"

But the next second she chuckled again, with a trace of charm flowing on her brows, she stretched her hand along Ash's collar, she was more delicate and cute than ever like a ghost prophet: "Of course you are my master, even if You are chained now, but you are still my eternal master."

Is this guy so moody... Ash began to feel how much fear Vichy brought to the magicians of her era.

"Master, ah." Vichy tore off the grape skins and held the grapes in his mouth before sending them over. Ash originally wanted to avoid them, but the chain around his neck controlled his reaction, so he could only endure Vichy's attack. pet.

Grape juice bursts between the lips and drips down the corners of the mouth. Vichy pulled up the chain, forcing Ash to raise his head, and then she licked it along the water stains. When she saw the water dripping into the clothes, Vichy unbuttoned the buttons with her mouth, kissed the sweet skin, as if She is really Ash's maid.

"You always don't like me getting close to you," Wei Xi leaned close to Ash's ear, blowing his breath tickling Ash's earlobes: "Because you are afraid that you will become my slave."

"But you can't escape, because this is your fate." Wei Xi pulled the chain and let Ash be buried in her arms: "Peace or dignity?"

"Be your slave alive, or be your slave dead?" Ashus still remembered the conversation when they first met.

"No." Vichy smiled: "Peace means you become my slave, dignity means I become your slave."

"I have reached the highest level of magic. I am no longer afraid of losing things. No one can bully me anymore. We have unlimited time to adjust our relationship. If it is more interesting for you to be the master, I don't mind either."

Ash was a bit dumbfounded: "You become the supreme magician and that's what you pursue? But even if you are not the supreme magician, it doesn't seem to affect anything, right?"

"All the good things in the world will eventually disappear." Vichy shook his head: "My race, my country, my era, my past... When I opened my eyes in the dream of heaven, everything was forgotten by time. . We were born alone and we will die alone.”

"Only when I sit on the Supreme Throne will my life have meaning, my love will be eternal, and I will be able to live without any scruples, and I will never have to experience any heartbreaking pain again."

Ash looked at Vichy blankly. He had thought about many reasons for Vichy's pursuit of power, world domination, immortality, and reaching the limits of magic... But he didn't expect that Vichy's reasons were so simple and childish that it made people think. laugh.

She is afraid of death.

Not only was she afraid of dying, she was also afraid of the death of the things she cared about.

So everything must give way to power, because she is so rational that she is almost a monster. She knows that as long as she does not become the supreme for a day, no matter what she cares about or likes, it will disappear. She will die anyway, so it might as well be her bargaining chip. Regardless of friendship, love, family affection, self-esteem or morality, as long as she can get strength, she will sacrifice it on the altar without hesitation.

Only when her pursuit of power comes to an end, and only when she ascends to the Supreme Throne, can she come alive. She may understand the beauty of fireworks, but she can no longer satisfy the beauty of a moment. She would rather miss all the joy than feel the grief of loss.

Beneath the ghost of cruelty and selfishness lies a prophet who knows the world well.

"...Why me?" Ashi asked the last question.

"Because you were my master, because you spoke rudely to me, because you saved me, because you didn't give up on me..." Vichy stroked the chain: "There are many, many reasons, but the important thing is never the reason, but the reason. That’s my mood.”

"You are the first person I hope not to die after I was reborn," she raised her eyebrows, her eyes brightening.

Ash blinked, not quite convinced, wondering if Vichy could control the subconscious deep in his soul, right? Seeing his reaction, Wei Xi was not angry and said, "You refused to fall in love with me before, wasn't it because I refused to give my heart to you?"

"It's not just..."

"Then now I will give you my heart, and you must give me yours."

Ya Xiu was startled, how to give it? When he saw Wei Xi reaching out, he thought he was about to have his heart ripped out, but Wei Xi's fingers just lightly scratched his chest, and his hand was grabbed by Wei Xi and slid along the ravine towards her heart.

No, I'm here to help you summon the gods, not here... However, when the chain pulled his collar, Ash couldn't resist at all. He could only lie in Vichy's arms on the throne like the tyrant's favorite concubine.

"Now, I am the master."