Noble and elegant, with a quiet temperament, like a secluded orchid in the valley.

Miss Lilith, who is only 16 years old, has long been named the flower of the city by the perverted people because of her amazing beauty. In order to marry this pearl in the earl's family, I don't know how many nobles with similar family affairs started to come to their house two years ago.

In front of the Earl of Murdoch's castle, guests came one after another. The old Earl held her tightly and locked the young lady in the safe every day.

Who would have thought that such a princess who seems to be in a fairy tale, such a pure and beautiful lovely person, is actually related to the devil?

"No, Lilith, it's impossible, it shouldn't be you..."

Unexpectedly, Earl Murdoch's voice came out, and everyone in the back hall could hear it.

No, this should be said that he was "allowed" to make his own voice. The others choked with vague sobs and continued to be blocked inside the green cylinder.

The green in the Count's pillar faded away. His hands and feet were still imprisoned, but his head was already moving.

Every dean saw the shock, panic and despair on the old earl's face. All of this completely distorted the old earl's central and peaceful face.

The deans understand everything.

The relative peace of hundreds of years has eroded their vigilance, and it is true.

The devil's side is too thief, which is also a major factor. If the old earl is contaminated with a little evil aura, it will easily arouse the alertness of Richard, the Dean of the Light of Dawn. Now it seems that it is more like a neutral spiritual magic, which should be spiritual induction.

The old Count spent money to strengthen the magic protection ability of his fortress, and no one could say anything about this. Moreover, even if he was not aware of the style, no one would bring weapons, armor and other equipment to the venue.

The female devil in front of her obviously made perfect use of all the key points.

The old Count's heart had already fallen into the bottomless abyss, and he completely lost his temper: "You...you...who are you?"

The pure and beautiful demon woman Zhan Yan smiled. The smile of a dark smile was really hard for people to associate the word "devil" with her: "Isn't I your good 'daughter' Lilith. Hahaha!"

"You, what do you want to do to us?"

"The great master will not do anything to you. You will still be nobles and great men on this land, but the masters of the land will be replaced." Lilith smiled slightly.

"You can't succeed! My guards and the escorts of the deans are outside..."

"They won't know!" Lilith was extremely confident.

She is right.

More than a hundred carriages were parked in the castle square, and the coachmen chatted boredly. The guards stood by the carriage with their waists straight, listening to the melodious music in the castle and the chuckles from time to time, no one would be confused.

This is no different from having to hold dozens of dance parties every year for hundreds of years.

Even the guards guarding outside the dance gate did not know that there was a completely different situation in the dance venue.

On the stage, the music continued.

But the musicians are no longer playing, but little devils with strange red skin. Their size is the size of a three-year-old human baby. They are just small bat wings behind them, sharp claws, mouth full of fangs, and long bright red tongue that sticks out to the throat, making them have nothing to do with the word "cute".

The original musician was broken with his neck, or had his eyes bulged after being strangled, and he lay on the stage like this.

Only a few little devils were making noise on the stage, using human instruments, but what they played were creepy tremolo.

The sharp and weird notes kept tormenting every survivor in the field.

right!

The nobles were all alive, and they had similar experiences with the deans of the back hall. Each of them was sealed by a glass-shaped cylinder. They could not move, could still breathe, and heard the sounds around them.

Fear solidifies on everyone's face.

When the noble girls saw the devils that only existed in the legend, they were all scared and cried, and some were even scared to death. Fortunately, all kinds of liquids could be discharged through this strange vitreous body, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

In the back hall, every dean was shocked and angry.

They had the same problem in their minds - what did this damn female devil want to do?

Lilith smiled like a flower. She stretched out her slender fingers like a tender jade and pointed to one of the eight deans: "Oh hehe! It seems that you are the calmest one, okay, let me talk to you."

With a gentle finger, Gent Lucas, the director of the Black Gold Craftsman Academy, felt that he could speak.

"What do you want to do if you don't kill us?"

"It's nothing, just please make sure you become a nightmare beast first and serve my master better."

"You..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that his throat was stuck again.

"Okay, the Q&A time is over." Lilith clapped her hands playfully: "Next, it's time for the bad boy to punish him."

With Lilith's announcement, there were countless translucent white and gray palms crawling out on the floors of the back hall and the front dance hall.

They are very similar to human hands, but the palms of human hands will not have mouths and fangs.

Their five fingers were like hands and feet, flexibly drilling into the green cylinder and climbing onto the trapped person's body.

The deans' reaction was pretty good. Even if they were grabbed by those strange palms and kept biting them, they could barely hold on to their bodies and souls.

The nobles outside are not that tough.

If anyone can step into the spiritual world, they can immediately hear countless screams and screams.

"Ah! What the hell is this?"

"Don't come over! Don't come over-"

"God, who will save me!"

"It hurts so much! It hurts--"

"Mother……"

The devil's crazy laughter echoed in his ears. With the itch and pain of the ants sucking, endless fear quickly swallowed the hearts of the nobles.

While suffering all kinds of pain, an extremely comfortable and mysterious girl began to echo in their ears.

"Wounded is suffering, living forever is suffering, poverty is suffering, living is suffering, everything is suffering."

"If that's the case, why not make yourself easier?"

Psychedelic sounds keep murmuring. These words can easily hit their pain points. In addition, in extreme pain, people are prone to blurred consciousness and instinctively seeking redemption or liberation.

The extremely seductive voice soon became the only main theme in their hearts.

"Look up, you are a nobleman, and you should rule those untouchables for thousands of years until eternity!"

"He is just a fool. Why is he more noble than me from the Earl family?"
Chapter completed!