The second prince, who was severely beaten, was not aware of the situation in the corridor, nor did he see that all his guards were nailed to the wall.
He covered his crotch and gritted his teeth: "Bring me that bitch..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly flew into the air.
"Ahhhh——"
Hit the wall hard!
Before the second prince could react, a dozen long black needles appeared out of thin air and pierced into his body.
He screamed loudly and was nailed to the wall with a long needle.
Each of those long black needles was two fingers thick, and they were pierced into the most vulnerable parts of the person's body, piercing through his palms and knees.
His face was twisted in pain, the whites of his eyes almost turned over, and he looked down in horror.
I saw that the usually cold and holy high priest looked like he had crawled out of hell. Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, but those purple-red eyes looked just like the legendary devil!
"You, you are...Satan!!!"
The second prince finally woke up this time.
Icarus stretched out his hand and touched something in the air.
A few seconds later, he grabbed a short, ugly man out of thin air.
"Lord Satan, spare my life..."
He seemed to be trying to say something, but Icarus didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He closed his fingers slightly and the demon exploded!
But Icarus showed no expression at all from beginning to end. When he crushed the demon, he gently covered the eyes of the little god in his arms.
"Be good, don't look."
After doing all this, Icarus waved his hand and looked at the second prince with his purple eyes.
Because the demon died, the second prince woke up at this time.
He was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he peed, and drops of water dripped from his pants to the ground.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
He cried out for mercy, terrified.
But Icarus just took off his priest uniform, put it on Gu Ruojiao, and hugged her again.
Then with a wave of his hand, a long needle was inserted into the middle of his collarbone.
The second prince couldn't make a sound for a moment, blood was pouring out from the place where he was stabbed, and his throat made a "clicking, clicking" sound like spitting up phlegm.
But he's not dead yet, because the place isn't deadly.
"Are you scared?" Icarus asked the little god in his arms gently.
The little god turned his head and glanced at the second prince, then shook his head: "As long as you are here, I am not afraid."
"Awesome." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips reassuringly, "Now, let's enjoy a good show."
*
The second prince seemed to have gone crazy when he was discovered.
He wandered the streets naked and covered in blood, cutting himself with a knife from time to time.
When he saw someone, he shouted for mercy and said, "Satan is coming."
Everyone said he was possessed by a demon, and the king had no choice but to have him tied up and locked in the attic to prevent anyone from getting close to him.
At this time in the castle.
Icarus is accompanying the little god.
The blood stains outside had been cleaned up long ago, as if nothing had happened earlier.
The little god has fallen asleep.
It's just that she didn't sleep very peacefully. She frequently dreamed of various dreams and then woke up from nightmares.
"Icarus!"
As soon as she opened her eyes, she hurriedly looked for the most reassuring existence.
Icarus took her into his arms.
That delicate body hugged him tightly, as if afraid that he would leave.
Icarus curled his lips in pleasure.
Unconsciously, she has become very dependent on him.
But this is not enough.
He wanted her to never leave him.
He wants her person and heart to be with him.
She can't do it without him.
Icarus lifted her little buttocks and put her in a straddling position so that she could be closer to him.
