Brian's reproach for his own soul caused the paradise imprint in the spiritual world to fall into a state of almost collapse. The sometimes powerful and sometimes weak Holy Light of Chongshan could not bear the huge will of the kingdom of heaven. Almost at the same time, the situation of the other two Daxizhou team members suddenly took a sharp turn.

"Don't escape through this self-deception method and face your truest feelings and desires."

The voice of lust incarnation suddenly sounded in the ears of the gray-robed nun Betty. The extreme shame, humiliation and pleasure once again came to my heart. The demonic method from the sinner Minghe had already planted a filthy mark on her and turned it into a servant of desire bit by bit.

Although under the control of the Heavenly Imprint, all emotions and desires were completely blocked and blocked, the desire that sprouted from the inside was not so easy to get rid of. When the increasingly spreading dark red appeared from the white light again, and the dark red twisted demon texts reappeared from the body, the nun in the gray robe was in a undoubtedly twisting and humming.

Any seemingly random swaying posture represents various intercourse postures, and the sound of humming contains hints and teasing, just like a cat's soft little claws and tongue constantly licking and scratching in its heart.

"Come on, don't resist and feel this feeling with your heart. Pleasure will tell you how ridiculous your bound self is."

Under the increasing erosion of pleasure and filth, the nun in the gray robe seemed to be swallowed up by the whirlpool of desire in her heart little by little, and pulled into a special space filled with pleasure and desire. Different faces, different scenes, and completely different identities made her feel like she had personally experienced it.

"This comes from the pleasure of life, beautiful emotions and love, continuation and inheritance, and everyone can feel the only magic of life."

In the hoarse and magnetic words, there seemed to be a handsome and elegant young man in front of Betty. Every move seemed to contain graceful demeanor. So fascinated her, they fell in love and fell in love with each other in the increasingly intense passion. Children, wealth and aging not only did not cause any barriers to love, but instead became more and more delicious as fermented wine.

This ultimate happiness that almost most women pursue throughout their lives made Betty intoxicated. Not to mention in the main god space, not many people can have it even in the real world. In contrast, the sharp contrast made the gray-robed nun subconsciously begin to deny and reject the truth, and fall into this false desire from the struggle between reason and instinct.

"And this is not such a narrow category. There is joy in life that truly belongs to oneself..."

When the hoarse voice became deeper and deeper, the moments in daily life that accidentally passed her sensitive parts, let the pleasure called pleasure come from all directions like a sea of ​​tides.

"Only after you gradually understand and feel the pleasure in depth, you will feel that some moral and ethical constraints are meaningless."

When the hoarse voice turned into an almost inaudible whisper, Betty became more and more intimate with her best friend. Her warm lips moved little by little from her cheek to her lips, and her ears and neck were constantly falling. The caress and kisses from women were also quietly entangled, melting her heart through unusual soft beauty. And when her child grew up little by little, the sucking of breastfeeding, which was originally slightly painful, turned into caressing, this behavior seemed to continue...

The pleasure brought by changing with the same sex, the constant joy of caressing with one's own children, and the pleasure brought by intercourse with strange men and even multiple opposite sexes continues to spread like drug addiction. It seems that those filthy and evil that could not have been imagined have become accustomed to pleasure...

"Pleasure fills every corner of life, waiting for your discovery, and even pain and humiliation are just another breeding ground for different pleasures."

In the silent whisper, the grey-robed nun Betty seemed to be able to feel inexplicable pleasure from the secret spying, satisfaction from the stench, dirty and the pain of whipping and cruel body. Even the sense of dominance that would never resist at all seems to be so wonderful and irresistible.

In front of the white knights, the twelve round table black knights, who were completely burned to ashes by the holy light, seemed to have been restored to the appearance of human beings during their lifetime, and stared at all this around in an illusory manner. Although they did not say anything, he could feel the roars and questions.

"After losing the anger and hatred in your heart, forgiveness will lose its value. You don't feel that there is no meaning in the bravery of fear and cowardice. Only the will of your own is the foundation that makes faith precious. Look at you, now you have completely given up your self for survival and strength, and have allowed the heaven to enslave even the slightest glory!"

"Can you imagine this kind of pain? Even if you are bathed in the sun, you can't feel any warmth. But even if you are dead, our obsession and will still not dissipate. Gowen's heavy steel armor, Boss's guardian and Gareth's great sword are like this. Even if it is distorted by filth and sin, the undestroyed lake light in my hand will continue to shine!"

"Is this how you face this battle, and you will lose your glory and will..."

Although these black knights in the round table had no self to speak of, the white knight in front of him didn't know that the name of the twelve round table knights was very useful for these guys who regarded glory as all this, especially in the previous battle, the filth and evil eroded bit by bit and lurked in his heart.

The wavering of faith, the destruction of the soul and the collapse of will have led to the complete collapse of the entire worldview and values. This series of chain reactions directly triggered disaster-like consequences. The young man in black, the nun in gray, and the knight in white were almost in a complete collapse of the soul in his doubts and denial of himself.

Now this tree of life blooming in the plane maze is like a skyscraper under construction. The soul imprint of the three members, the white knight, the gray nun and the black young man, is undoubtedly the foundation that carries everything. When these foundations have problems, the rest of the building is only the solidity of the surface. The hidden dangers buried in it cause the higher the construction, the more brilliant and majestic it seems, it will only lead to the final collapse...

Although twenty-two paths have been outlined, through brown, orange, green, crimson, golden and azure gathered in the canopy to form a pure white crown, the link between the elemental layer as the foundation and heaven has been cut off, and the entire tree of life floated to the abyss like rootless duckweed...
Chapter completed!