I, one soul, two bodies, the devil hero

Luo Feng: "..."

Am I that terrible? Really.

Angus's forehead was covered with sweat. He knelt on the ground and dared not move. The courage he had mustered up earlier disappeared the moment Luo Feng appeared.

The fear of being dominated still churns in my heart.

"Good evening, sir." Angus said with a trembling voice.

"Stand up and speak."

"No, my knees are a little uncomfortable lately. I'll be fine after kneeling for a while."

"..."

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Luo Feng sat on the chair, opened the red wine on the table, and poured himself half a glass.

The red wine swayed in the glass, drawing several graceful arcs.

A black long skirt hung on Luo Feng's slender waist, revealing half of her white and tender calves and jade-colored feet.

Her long white hair was draped behind her, and her delicate face had a feeling between childishness and sexiness.

Angus couldn't help swallowing. In this world, you will always meet one or two girls who are so beautiful that you feel suffocated.

When you see her for the first time, you will be conquered by her beauty and temperament, so much so that you hold your breath and dare not disturb that beauty.

Human potential is endless.

As a man who dares to pursue, he was once a nobleman.

Desire overcame fear again, as if last night's beating didn't hurt so much. Now when he recalled it, every time she swung the stick, there was a kind of beauty that made Angus unable to refuse.

Angus suddenly stood up, ignoring the dirt on his trouser legs, and slowly walked to the round table and sat down on another chair.

He had forgotten that the person sitting opposite him was a demon god, as if he had returned to sixty years ago when he was still a nobleman.

And the person sitting opposite him was the goddess he admired.

Beautiful women and red wine accompany you, and the moonlight is the candle.

The air is filled with a pink scent.

"I haven't asked your name yet?" Angus poured himself half a glass of scarlet wine and said elegantly.

Luo Feng glanced at him and said, "You are not worthy of knowing my real name."

"This is really presumptuous of me." Angus was not embarrassed, but just smiled slightly, "Then let me introduce myself first. My name is Angus, and I am an Avenger."

"Avenger?" Luo Feng looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, the Avenger." Angus said to himself, "A wandering ghost who is supported by the belief of revenge."

Luo Fengxiao took a sip of wine with interest. She was a qualified listener and liked the feeling of "you have a story and I drink too", so she did not interrupt him.

"In fact, I should have died forty-eight years ago," Angus lamented, "but fate has kept me alive until now."

"It's so easy to die. As long as you really want to die, you can always find a way to kill yourself in this world." Luo Feng joked, "Just like the undead, they can also be killed by the sword of the dead."

"But remember to find a secluded place before you die, and don't disturb other people's lives because of your death, because that would be wrong."

Angus smiled bitterly, his face in his twenties showing a sense of vicissitudes that even a centenarian would not have, "But no, I can't just die like this, because I want revenge.

There are only two possible endings for my life: dying at his hands, or killing him with my own hands."

"Who is he?"

"My own brother, a hopeless bastard." Angus fell into recollection.

Forty-eight years ago

My father was seriously ill and was coughing up blood all day long. Even the ninth-level holy healer was helpless and told us that we'd better be prepared in advance, as he might not survive the next month.

The elder brother was a little sad and asked why this happened and why even the ninth-level holy healer couldn't save his life.

The Saint Healer told him that his father had suffered from many illnesses due to his long battles in his early years, and because of his own Berserker profession, he often burned his life in exchange for combat power.

Although he was only fifty-four years old, his life had come to an end.

The healing technique only completely heals himself by activating his own vitality, but it does not replenish the depleted vitality.

Just like a pool of water, treatment can only fill the holes in the pool but cannot inject new water into the pool.

Unless we find the elves' residence and ask for the fountain of life.

The younger brother looked gloomy and ugly, and volunteered to go and find the fountain of life.

He left with half of the troops in the imperial city.

I was the biggest bastard at that time. I didn't want to care about politics and didn't want to hold military power. My favorite thing to do all day was to go back and forth between those beautiful girls.

I love the scent of cosmetics because it reminds me of girls’ white and tender legs and their plump assets.

Apart from eating and drinking, the only thing left in my life is fun.

I didn't care much about my father's death because it didn't have much impact on my life. My elder brother was the first in line to the throne, and after my father died, he would be the new king.

No matter how bad I am, I can at least get a piece of territory, become a count, and get hundreds of sexy and beautiful maids.

Life is still carefree and comfortable.

Just when I was thinking about when to hold my father's funeral, how I should cry at the funeral, and how miserable I should cry.

My younger brother, who was the third prince at the time, is back.

After staying outside for five days, what he brought back was not the secret medicine of the elves, but a powerful iron cavalry!

They chased through the imperial city, rushed into the imperial palace, nailed my brother to the ground with a spear, and stabbed my lungs with a sword.

I looked at him in shock, coughing up blood, but he didn't even look at me and just cut off my brother's head.

Carrying the bloody head, he arrived at his father's ward under the protection of a large army.

I clearly remember that it was a rainy night with lightning and thunder.

Dressed in armor, he came to his father with his brother's head in one hand and a bloody sword in the other.

His father announced that he was the heir to the throne that night and died in his hospital bed the next day.

My head wasn't chopped off, I was just stabbed by a sword, but my heart was slightly to the left, so I didn't die.

My maid replaced me with another dead person, dragged me onto a carriage, and sent me away from the city overnight.

Luo Feng said with some lingering thoughts, "Because he seized the throne and almost killed you, so you want to kill him?"

"No." Angus said painfully, "Because he killed my lover."

……

Chapter 096: Unilateral Alliance Announcement

He went into a panic when he learned that my body was fake and I wasn't really dead.

His panic turned into rage, and he killed all my retainers.

From top to bottom, even the dog I fed could not escape the slaughter.

After they were charged with treason, they were all hanged on the gallows.

The maid who risked her life to save me, my lover, was among them.

On the day of the hanging, I was among the crowd.

But there was nothing he could do but watch her die.

I even didn’t dare to make too many facial expressions, for fear that people around me would notice something unusual.

I was in extreme pain, but I could only endure it.

Over the past forty-eight years, I have evaded hundreds of hunts. The worst one required me to give up all my qualifications as a human being and transform myself into an undead creature before I could kill all those killers.

"Since then, I have been fighting him to the death, trying every way to increase my own strength until today."

Luo Feng placed the remaining half glass of red wine on the table. Through the scarlet blood and the transparent goblet, he could faintly see half of a white wrist shining brightly under the moonlight.

"How do you want to get revenge on your brother?"

"Of course, let him destroy the country!

I want him to see with his own eyes the fall of his dynasty and the pain of losing his country and his clan. I want him to pay for everything he did forty-eight years ago!" Angus said with a ferocious look, his handsome face twisted like a demon.

It is hard to imagine that a person's facial expression can be distorted to this extent.

"Then I can only wish you smooth sailing on the road to revenge." Luo Feng slowly floated into the air.

The whole person was shrouded in a layer of moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver veil, hazy and dreamy.

Even the tone of voice gradually became vague.

"Your story is great, but unfortunately people cannot share the same joys and sorrows. I cannot feel the deep pain in your heart.

But I can give you something."

Luo Feng raised his hand and condensed a golden ring, which was engraved with complicated patterns, shrouded in black mist, and filled with an ominous aura.

"If you are powerful enough, you will keep your soul for now. I will come to take it after you have completed your revenge."

The golden ring fell on the hard gravel, made a crisp sound, bounced twice, and rolled to Angus' feet.

Angus was a little dazed, and subconsciously bent down to pick up the magic ring, but when he looked up, he could no longer see the dreamlike figure.

Angus put the ring on his index finger, and extremely powerful power began to flow from the ring into his body!

The peak of the ninth level!

Level ten!

The peak of level ten!

……

The power continued to surge, and there seemed to be no end.

A purple-black beam of light shot up into the sky and enveloped him, raising his cultivation level, but Angus remained extremely calm.

He had a feeling that this would be the last time he and the demon god would see each other, and he might never see her again...

He just held the magic ring in his hand, a little absent-minded.

I feel empty inside, as if something is missing.

……

Luo Feng terminated the contract with Angus. After meeting him twice and learning his story, Luo Feng lost interest in him.

The path of an Avenger is inherently lonely. There is no need to interfere. You just need to fulfill your own obligations.

Back to Greenville.

It was still dark outside the window.

Heidi was still snoring, and it seemed that she had not recovered from the fatigue of last night.

Luo Feng put his hands behind his head and looked at the white ceiling.

Thinking about what to do next, I have unknowingly stayed in this city for nearly a month, and haven't done anything serious.

Luo Feng was a little bored. Yesterday he had successfully learned the first fifth-level fire magic. When released, the power would not be much worse than the seventh-level one.

But at the same time, he was faced with the problem of insufficient magic power. With his current magic power reserves, he could only release a fifth-level magic at best, which was roughly equivalent to an ordinary fourth-level wizard.

If I continue to study here, I can upgrade all magic to the sixth level before going out.

But this will probably take him half a year to a year.

This is not what Luo Feng wants to see.

Besides, winter is coming soon. If we don’t leave now, the road will be blocked by heavy snow.

That means you really can't leave even if you want to.

So if you need to travel, you should consider making preparations in the next few days.

A man tossed and turned in bed, and finally got up from the bed.