after being offered to the devil

Chapter 1 The Abyss

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In the dimly closed room, candles flickered.

The figure in the black robe twisted and made a rough and ugly voice: "...then, who would like to participate in this festival?"

The boys and girls below cheered one by one, eagerly recommending themselves.

"I am willing!"

"I am willing to dedicate myself to the Lord of the Abyss!"

"My lord envoy, choose me..."

Among the group of people who participated enthusiastically, the bewildered Lin Qiao seemed particularly out of place.

He also noticed this, and quickly lowered his head, so as not to be noticed by the people around him.

A boy with brown freckles poked Lin Qiao with his elbow, and asked softly, "Qiao Qiao, aren't you the most devout when you pray? Why don't you speak now?"

Lin Qiao: "..."

What should he say?

Is it possible to say that he is an atheist, and feudal superstition is a bad thing?

He explained vaguely: "I'm not feeling well..."

The freckled face looked at Lin Qiao suspiciously: "What's wrong with you, weren't you fine just now?"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic voice sounded from the front: "Silence!"

It seemed that this envoy was very authoritative. As soon as he spoke, the room that was noisy just now fell silent, and everyone lowered their heads like quails, not daring to make any movement.

Lin Qiao also lowered his head, taking this opportunity to digest the memory of the original owner.

The original owner was Joe Flynn, who came from a down-and-out aristocratic family.The ancestors of the Flynn family were rich, but in this generation, the family property has long been ruined, only a false title of nobility.

The original owner wanted to recast the glory of the nobility, but his talent was mediocre, and he couldn't touch the threshold whether it was learning magic or swordsmanship.

Under such circumstances, a friend who met in the tavern heard about the plight of the original owner, and warmly invited him to join the Abyssal God Sect.

How do you say it?Oh, my friend said yes: The Lord of the Abyss doesn’t have many believers yet, you joined us, and the Abyss Sect will grow stronger in the future. Then you can be promoted and raise your salary and successfully recast the glory of your family!

Lin Qiao said, "Look at that pie, it's big and round."

However, in the context of sword and magic, believing in the gods can gain the power of the gods. This act of believing in the gods is not surprising. Without beliefs, people are out of place in this society.

But gods are not to be trusted.

Officially certified, there are only four gods, the God of Light, the Goddess of the Moon, the Goddess of Fertility, and the God of Knowledge.

Although the other gods have no official endorsement, they also come from a legitimate way and are in charge of some abilities that are closely related to life.

For example, the god of wealth in charge of business and money, the goddess of luck in charge of marriage and luck, the sea god in charge of storms and ships, etc.

And this master of the abyss, it is said that he is the controller of the abyss, the incarnation of darkness, the master of death... It is not a good thing to hear.

Lin Qiao decided not to get involved in this sacrificial ceremony, so she lowered her head even lower, trying to reduce the sense of presence.

Backfired.

The envoy was high above, scanning the figures below, and his gaze stayed on Lin Qiao for a moment.He stretched out his hand and pointed far away: "You have been chosen by the abyss."

Lin Qiao: "???"

Didn't you voluntarily sign up just now?How did it become an imperial appointment now?

Before Lin Qiao could react, the teenagers and girls around him cheered first.

They surrounded Lin Qiao enthusiastically and pushed him in front of the envoy.

The envoy looked down at the young man in front of him.

The boy has black hair like charcoal, white and delicate skin like milk, his eyes are bright, and his lips are ruddy, making people think of a nightingale singing to roses in the middle of the night, beautiful and fragile.

Angel: "May the Lord of the Abyss bless you."

The people below said in unison: "May the Lord of the Abyss bless you."

Lin Qiao opened his mouth perfunctorily, blending in the human voice inconspicuously.

The oracle said with satisfaction: "You will be favored by the Lord of the Abyss."

Lin Qiao: ...Thank you, I don't want it.

Lin Qiao didn't want to be favored, but the others obviously envied him very much. After the envoy left, they gathered around him one by one, chirping.

"Jojo, I really envy you."

"Why did the envoy choose Jojo? He's only here not long ago!"

"Why, do you still dare to question the decision of the envoy?"

"..."

Lin Qiao really wanted to say: Do you want this blessing for you?

Obviously, of course they want it.

Lin Qiao was surrounded by teenagers and girls, and the noise made him dizzy.

Freckles squeezed in and stopped the group of people from continuing: "That's enough, Qiao Qiao still has to prepare for the evening ceremony, so stop making trouble."

The boys and girls looked at each other and dispersed.

Lin Qiao glanced at Freckles gratefully: Good brother!

Unexpectedly, after these people left, freckles would immediately come up to him and ask, "Qiao Qiao, after the sacrificial ceremony is over, will you tell me what the Lord of the Abyss looks like?"

Lin Qiao: "..."

Before he gave an answer, Freckles said to himself: "Hey, but you should not see the Lord of the Abyss. It is said that so many sacrificial ceremonies have been held, and the Lord of the Abyss has never reacted..."

Unlike Lin Qiao, a believer who has just been fooled, Freckle is an old seniority here, and knows a lot of things.

Lin Qiao asked calmly, "Why is there no response?"

Freckles shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe the Lord of the Abyss didn't like the previous sacrifice." He felt that he had said something wrong, so he glanced at Lin Qiao and comforted him, "Qiao Qiao, don't worry, you Unlike them, he will definitely win the favor of the Lord of the Abyss."

Lin Qiao: I really appreciate your whole family.

Freckles walked briskly, and while talking, led Lin Qiao to the depths of the corridor.

Lin Qiao didn't really want to participate in any sacrificial ceremony, and wanted to find a chance to escape, but the corridor was winding and winding, and he couldn't find a way out.

But thinking about what Freckles said, he was a little relieved.

The Lord of the Abyss has never responded, and it is estimated that this ceremony is just a formality.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiao walked into the room with Freckles.

Freckles urged: "Hurry up and change your clothes."

There was a black robe hanging on the hanger, with a circle of iris patterns embroidered with gold thread on the hem, exuding a divine luster.

Lin Qiao was driven to the shelves, and changed into clothes slowly.

After putting it on, he realized that it was chilly under the robe, and there was nothing underneath, and a pair of straight white legs were faintly visible as he walked.

He rubbed his heels uncomfortably, and asked tentatively, "No pants?"

Freckles said rightly: "Of course not." He gestured towards Lin Qiao with a scarlet ribbon.

The ribbon fell to the body, went around the shoulders, and tied a beautiful bow at the waistline.

Lin Qiao felt that she was like a carefully prepared gift, waiting for the recipient to open and accept it in person.

It feels so weird.

He wanted to stop: "Wait..."

Before he finished speaking, he met a pair of straight eyes.

Freckles asked: "Jojo, why are you different from before?"

Lin Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and she naturally looked puzzled: "What's different?"

The freckled eyes were dark: "You were chosen to participate in the festival, why are you not happy at all?"

Lin Qiao: Do ​​you want me to laugh?Sorry, I can not do it.

Facing Freckles' suspicious eyes, Lin Qiao quickly found a reasonable reason: "I'm too nervous, I'm afraid I won't be able to do well..."

He lowered his head, his voice trembling.

Sure enough, Freckles didn't doubt it, but comforted him: "Don't worry, you just need to stand on the altar, and you don't need to do anything else?"

Lin Qiao: "Really?"

Freckles thought for a while: "Have you memorized the congratulations of the priest?"

Where did Lin Qiao remember the congratulatory speech?

So he said tactfully: "I'm afraid of making mistakes, why don't you help me review it again?"

Freckles didn't refuse.

He clenched his hands tightly, resting lightly on his chin, and sang: "The land forgotten by the gods,

Eternal night shrouded, not bathed in light,

Master of the abyss, embodiment of darkness, master of death... Please listen to this humble prayer..."

Lin Qiao: ...Wait, this setting sounds familiar.

Lin Qiao remembered - isn't this the novel he read before going to bed?

The novel is called "God's Fall", and it is a traditional upgraded face-slapping novel. Because of its good writing and detailed content, it has been a little popular on the Internet for a while.

The main line of the article revolves around a boy from a down-and-out aristocratic background. He was born in a rough life. He was raped and made a slave when he was a child.Under the background of "Don't bully the young and poor", he upgraded and slapped his face all the way. Because of his outstanding talent, he was selected to enter the Holy Court and became the Holy Son of Light.

The protagonist has a special identity, dealing between the holy court and the royal family, the divine power and the royal power, and finally unified the territory of the mainland, and let the blessing of the God of Light descend to every corner.

In the end, the power of theocracy and kingship became one, and the protagonist became the only holy emperor on the mainland who held two positions.

The plot is cool, but also clichéd.

Lin Qiao: I'm a dirt dog, and I just love this.

However, the protagonist is not invincible. In the last battle to conquer the mainland, he encountered a powerful enemy—the Lord of the Abyss.

It was mentioned in the original book that the abyss is a place abandoned by the gods.

Here, all good and kind qualities are stripped away, leaving only endless killing, madness and death.

Growing up in such a place, the Lord of the Abyss is naturally not much better.

It is said that he is eight feet tall, has horns on his head, and has a fierce appearance.In addition to being ugly, he is also bloodthirsty by nature. He eats sashimi of ten living people a day.

After thinking about it, Lin Qiao faced the pious face with freckles and thought to himself: There will be no good end for the villains.

He planned to wait until the end of the festival to jump to that company, oh no... that god's banner would be better.

The safest thing is to follow the protagonist, convert to the God of Light, and then turn around and report this evil cult.

Opposing cults is everyone's responsibility.

Freckles didn't know that Lin Qiao only wanted to be a second-five son, and asked with concern: "Qiao Qiao, have you memorized the congratulations?"

Lin Qiao: "...remember clearly."

Anyway, he won't be able to sing a word when the time comes, whoever loves to believe in evil - teach whoever believes in it.

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In a blink of an eye, it was time to hold the sacrificial ceremony.

Lin Qiao never found a chance to escape. He was surrounded by the crowd in black robes and walked towards the deepest corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a stone room.

There are no windows inside, and you can smell a dull atmosphere as soon as you enter.

Lin Qiao clenched the hem of her clothes, trying to shrink into the crowd.

The envoy looked precisely at Lin Qiao who was hiding behind the crowd, and waved: "Son, come here."

Lin Qiao didn't want to go there, but with everyone around him staring at him, he had no choice but to go out.

The crowd parted to the two sides one after another, giving way to a path.

Lin Qiao walked step by step, the hem of the robe dragged on the ground, making a rustling sound.

He stood in the center of the altar, taking in everything below.

The festival has begun.

The believers in black robes danced and sang in unison:

"May the Lord of the Abyss have mercy..."

"abyss……"

Lin Qiao actually didn't want to participate in this kind of cult behavior, but there seemed to be some kind of magical power on the altar, which made him involuntarily let go of his voice and whispered: "May the Lord of the Abyss come, and the death of the earth will last forever..."

The unique voice of a teenager is clear and clear, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Like immature flower buds, tremblingly blooming under kneading.

Lin Qiao was a little uneasy.

Comfort myself in my heart: the lord of the abyss has never responded before, and he probably won't appear now... right?

……

The abyss is reflected by the stars.

Darkness surges, eternally unchanged.

Among the chaotic sounds, a voice as clear as porcelain was clearly visible, breaking through the deep night and eternal loneliness.

A pair of eyes slowly opened.

There was an indifference in those eyes that was colder than frost. He seemed to have lost his emotional fluctuations, only endless death and killing.

He heard prayers.

And ignorant believers pray to him.

Greedy and ignorant human beings... do they know what they believe in?

He cast a contemptuous glance.

On the altar, the young man clasped his hands together, lowered his chin, and his posture was gentle and peaceful. The first time people saw him, they felt that he was a pure and pitiful lamb.

I don't know if he had been asleep for too long, but he aroused a little interest and went to listen to what the boy was praying for.

Is it money, is it power... or is it eternal life?

He heard it.

The boy said: Why is this festival so smelly and long.

The boy said: Can you still make it home in time for dinner?

The boy also said: I participated in the ceremony here, can I still join the Holy Court of Light later?

Lord of the Abyss: ...?

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Xie Xiaoshu was born beautiful, with a weak personality, a little stupid and a little unlucky, making people want to bully him at first sight.

But he transmigrated into a vicious villain in a book, trying to bully the protagonist.

Xie Xiaoshu finished watching the plot with a pale face: "I, I can't do it."

The system is ruthless: "If you don't follow the plot, you will be obliterated."

Under the command of the system, Xie Xiaoshu worked hard to do bad things.

System: "Come on, call the protagonist a waste."

Because of being too nervous, Xie Xiaoshu's eyes were wet, and he couldn't speak clearly: "You...you are such a waste."

System: "Go, steal the protagonist's magic weapon."

Xie Xiaoshu didn't see clearly for a while, stole the wrong thing, and was tripped and fell to the ground, falling miserably.

System: "...Forget it, you go to duel with the protagonist and humiliate him severely."

Xie Xiaoshu revealed a pair of foggy eyes, hiccupping in fear: "Can you... hit me lightly?"

The level of hatred is too slow, under the suggestion of the system, Xie Xiaoshu decided to bully the protagonist's brothers and friends.

The protagonist's hatred value finally moved.

In the middle of a certain night, he blocked Xie Xiaoshu in a corner, pinched his slender and fair chin, and asked in a low voice: "It's not enough to seduce me, how about seducing others?"

At the beginning, the system made a vow: as long as you do this, the protagonist will definitely have a fist.

Later, the system: the protagonist ***** can this be okay?