231, Final Battle
Faced with the demon's obviously ill-intentioned proposal, Zong Jiu didn't even look at him.
He placed his hands on the black round table, his fingertips pressed on the playing card pattern engraved on the table, his expression solemn.
After the other S-class left, the entire conference room became very quiet, so quiet that it was unbelievable, only the clouds on the ground were still rolling.
The white-haired young man's eyes were firmly fixed on one of the pure white space doors.
On the door of the space door was engraved a gray-black Bagua plate and a dark blue Yin-Yang symbol.
Unlike those survivors who are now anxious and waiting outside the live broadcast room for the live broadcast to resume in five hours.
From the beginning of the final battle to the announcement of the first round of dungeon candidates just now, all the S-class present did not have much nervousness on their faces, because everyone knew that today was just a process.
The final main battlefield will still be left to the demons and magicians.
In other words, although this method is not a solution, except for the magician, no one has the confidence to fight against this long-known and unpredictable No.1. Even just a few other S-level puppets are enough to make them anxious.
However, unexpectedly, the devil was surprisingly easy to talk to this time.
He said condescendingly that as long as they did not interrupt the final battle between him and the magician, he could even consider being merciful and consider releasing the control of those deep-control puppets.
When the devil manipulated the S-level, reaching or fulfilling the transaction with the main system was secondary, mainly for fun.
Now, the devil has found a more fun magician who will never be tired of playing with him, so why should he settle for second best and care about other inferior products that are not so fun?
Now the devil's heart and eyes are full of only one person.
Even if other people don't understand this, the exorcist and Azan in black are close friends, Tu Yumen and Messiah are old acquaintances, and although the black wizard is aloof, he is not the kind of person who kills innocent people with a perverse personality, and Poseidon is a muscular man who rarely uses his brain to think about things.
None of these S-levels have committed heinous crimes, but the evil thoughts in their hearts have given the devil an opportunity to take advantage of them. As long as people still have evil thoughts, the deep control cannot be lifted unless the devil personally removes the puppet line.
So after weighing the pros and cons, the trainees on Zong Jiu's side are still inclined to agree to the devil's conditions.
As for Zong Jiu, he doesn't care about this result or decision.
Because he knows that no matter which direction to go, whether the two sides do not give in and fight to the death, or the two sides take a step back and the sea is wide and the sky is wide, it doesn't matter.
The important thing is that he and the devil are destined to have such a battle, which is inevitable.
They don't want to avoid it either.
Because no matter how many descriptive modifiers or even defining words are added to the nemesis, it is impossible to change the essence of their opposites.
What can calm all this? Maybe, maybe not, who knows.
The white-haired young man curled up his fingertips, and the cards under his fingertips mercilessly pierced the sky, but were only blocked by the ubiquitous puppet strings. The man picked it up and kissed it gently. The clown with bared teeth and claws seemed to be indicating the gradually warming air.
Zong Jiu really couldn't bear it this time, "Give me your puppet string."
In such a serious, solemn occasion, where the decisive battle was about to come.
Zong Jiu's mind was full of how to defeat the devil later, how to win beautifully, and how to make up for the loss of the punishment copy last time.
As a result, the other party was good. On the surface, he sat at the top of the conference table, well-dressed, with a lazy smile, but privately manipulated the puppet string to wrap around the magician's ankles, full of suggestive teasing, and calculating how to tear the other party apart and eat him this time.
Perhaps this is the difference in life pursuits.
Zong Jiu conscientiously plays the role of the savior, and defeating the devil is his ultimate goal and source of happiness. The devil is always thinking about how to trick his little savior into bed.
"You can't blame me for this."
Seeing Zong Jiu's face dyed with anger, the man stood up and walked slowly, his face full of innocence.
He leaned down and stared at the dark pupils around the white-haired young man, and the end of the deep red tie on his chest just fell on the magician's chest.
"Baby, you must not know how charming you look when you sit on the throne."
The devil recalled the scene just now.
The white-haired magician sitting on the throne had a cold face, and the warm light projected from above gave him a layer of unreachable halo, just like the statue in the shrine that always lowers its eyes, arrogant and compassionate to the world.
But the devil knew better than anyone that magicians and gods without desires had nothing in common, but that didn't stop him from finding this scene extremely dazzling and giving rise to a strong desire to destroy.
He wanted to tear this expression apart, let his calm and arrogant mask fall off, let the silvery white moonlight be stained with the dark color of the abyss, let him be locked in the swamp and mud where he was born, and play with him until he couldn't make a sound.
The devil always obeyed his desires.
He thought so, so he did it.
"I hate your expression."
Zong Jiu looked at him coldly, suddenly pulled the tie, and pressed the other's head down.
"Since you think so, do it yourself."
This has become their unspoken rule every time.
If the devil wants to do something, at least the first step is to make the magician interested.
......
Soon, Zong Jiu found that he still underestimated the devil.
He felt that this matter was not very harmful, but extremely insulting. The other party would most likely give up at the first step and leave him in peace.
But it seems that for the devil, as long as he can finally achieve his goal, it seems that the process is not important.
He is happy to let Zong Jiu show a stunned and out-of-control expression, and he is even more happy to see the magician sinking into unbearable.
The white-haired magician sat on the throne, his clothes neatly arranged.
If you only look at the upper body, you would think he is a king holding a scepter, now waiting for his subjects to meet him.
"Uh ah..."
However, he now closed his eyes, his long silver-white eyelashes trembled, and his usually pale thin lips were stained with a thrilling blood color, so red that it looked like a garden of peach blossoms just blooming, beautiful beyond words.
Seeing the magician's uncontrollable look, the devil narrowed his eyes in triumph and was about to make a habitual sound to tease him.
However, just as he was about to raise his head, Zong Jiu grabbed his black hair fiercely and continued to exert force on his wrist, as if he was going to raise his head and I would continue to push you down.
Hiss, it really hurts.
Considering that the little magician is so delicious now, he didn't even suppress the sound between his throat and lips as usual.
The devil thought carelessly, but it was rare to follow Zong Jiu's intention and continue to serve him hard.
For a while, the huge pure white space was occupied by such an ambiguous and rich atmosphere.
The hotness passed its temperature to the coldness, and was fully accepted by the coldness, and the moonlight sank into the darkness.
It is difficult to describe Zong Jiu's current mood.
Comfort is secondary, the most important thing is... the comfort of watching his nemesis working hard in front of him.
At least Zong Jiu's mood rose visibly with the naked eye, and he did not restrain himself, and comfortably climbed to the top on the clouds.
The man stood up, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and he licked his lips at the end. The scarlet tip of his tongue rolled up the little that accidentally leaked from his lips, revealing a very annoying smile, "Thank you for the hospitality."
Zong Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Now that he had his fun, he swept his windbreaker jacket over again, raised his chin slightly, and signaled that the other party could get out. He was a scumbag who didn't recognize people after pulling up his pants.
Seeing him like this, the dangerous look in the devil's pupils became more and more intense.
He bullied him and imprisoned him firmly in the narrow space of the throne, pressing his lips and tongue on him mercilessly.
After a kiss, their positions also changed.
This time, it was the devil who sat on the throne, and the magician was picked up by him and placed on his body.
The clothes of both people were very neat. If you ignore the movements, they are more like a pair of lovers hugging each other intimately on the throne.
"You've had your fun, it's my turn, right, baby?"
The man lowered his voice, his pupils flashing with a deep darkness like a storm, and his fingers squeezed into the magician's slender hands, forcing the latter to hold his fingers.
He had done this action too many times in the past month, so he found the position easily, held the latter's hands in his palms, and kissed them.
"What a pity, if the live broadcast is still on, everyone will see the magician's current appearance."
The devil said so, his eyes did not miss any tiny expression of the other party.
No wonder.
With his crazy possessiveness, how could he let people see it.
Even if other people's eyes looked at the magician for a little longer on weekdays, he couldn't restrain his violent killing intent. The shadow crushed the entire punishment copy, tore the evil spirit into pieces, and dissipated forever in the chaos.
Because this is mine.
Only me.
Everyone thought that one of them would die and stab the knife into the other's heart.
But who would have thought that they would actually entangle, kiss, and share primitive joy on the throne.
In his spare time, Zong Jiu seemed to see the loneliness that flashed in the other's pupils.
As if bewitched, he put his sweat-soaked hand on the other's shoulder, wanting to get closer to see clearly, as if he wanted to see clearly what the other person was hiding behind a cloud of black fog and sticky malice, but he was caught by the other and kissed deeply, unable to escape.
This kiss was very long, but there was no bloody smell, nor was it aggressively plundered.
It was so long that the air in the lungs ran out, and they separated panting.
"You can pass the mentor assessment only if you satisfy the mentor."
The devil suddenly said something without a beginning or an end.
Even if the venue is carefully selected, there will always be a time when you lose interest.
He tapped the corner of his mouth lightly, and curved a smile that was no different from usual.
"It's easy to satisfy me, you know, baby."
Behind one layer of lies is another layer of lies, and behind the lies may be a layer of truth, but no one knows whether the truth is a lie or a truth. It was like the devil opened the gift box he had been waiting for for a long time, but the gift he got was the identity exchange from the banker to the gambler.
There is only one winner, and the crown of victory can only be worn on one person's head.
There will always be someone who wins, and there will always be someone who will lose from the beginning.
For some reason, Zong Jiu suddenly remembered what the devil had said not long ago.
‘If you want to return to the real world or destroy this place, I won’t be able to play with you. ’
When he said this, the man's tone was very brisk, as if he was talking about the weather, very lazy and casual.
But Zongjiu knew that that was definitely not what he was thinking.
Definitely not.
But in the next second, the magician's thoughts were interrupted.
The demon lifted his long hair that was scattered on his back and pulled the man closer to him.
"Five hours is still a long time, let's do it more, baby."
After a long time, so long that Zong Jiu had climbed to the top countless times, he seemed to vaguely hear a voice in his heart in the silence.
Very light, very childish, like an illusion.
——Stay and play with me, okay?
At that moment, Zongjiu heard the little devil's voice.
The figure huddled on the big bed holding the burnt doll, shivering in the sound of thunder and heavy rain.
However, when he lowered his head, what greeted him was another hot and unreasonable kiss.
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