Witch Monastery

"In the future, this place will still rely on you to guard the house."

Sulfaro lowered her head and responded to him with a "hmm". She crawled forward with Hawthorne, enduring the strange feeling in her rectum, while secretly sucking the power of nature to help herself recover as soon as possible.

But soon, she sadly discovered that the effect on her

These little toys on her body not only make her image look more shameful, but also have the effect of hindering the flow of magic power: she now only feels that the flow of magic power in her body is stagnant and blocked. Even if she breathes for ten minutes, the stored power is less than one second in the past!

This despicable guy is still so cautious!

She couldn't help but curse in her heart, but it was better to be able to recover her strength than to have no strength at all. She followed Hawthorne's footsteps, really crawling like a dog, secretly plotting her own escape plan...

After walking around the monastery, Hawthorne was not satisfied. The nuns' lives were very regular. After doing heavy physical work and training during the day, they would go to bed early at night - so now, there was no one in the monastery.

He could have called Heidi and the others to cooperate with him in teasing the fallen angel. However, the whole process was a script arranged by himself, which was not exciting enough.

Ok……

Suddenly, a new idea came to his mind.

"Okay, we've finished looking at the houses here," he said, then pulled the reins and led her in another direction, "Let me show you the community under my command."

Sulfaro did not resist and followed him in another direction. The two soon arrived at the community where the Amazon people lived. Here, not everyone had rested. There were still a few houses with lights on. They were staying up late!

This also means that outsiders may come here at any time and see Sulfaro's naked body and face!

Sulfaro's heart began to pound wildly, and worry could not stop coming to her mind, only for some filthy drunks who didn't know the truth to come over and see her in this shameful posture.

At this moment, she had to admit in her heart that the reason she could accept Hawthorne's playing with her body so quickly was that Hawthorne loved cleanliness and was very charming, which made it easy for her to accept it.

She didn't know that the residents of this community were all Amazonians, and that Hawthorne was the only man who could enter and leave the community freely. Fear was like a big iron hand, gripping her heart, making it almost stop beating, and she was so nervous that she could hardly breathe!

In such a state of mind, she was no longer in the mood to absorb the magical elements floating around. All she could think about was praying that she would not meet that sick, drunken homeless man, otherwise she would really want to die!

"Hit his balls first, then poke his ass."

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"You're singing the wrong tune. Haha, you're ruining your voice once you drink a little bit of alcohol!"

……

In the distance came the sound of three drunken Amazon women approaching at a rapid speed. Sulfaro shuddered, realizing that he would inevitably be seen by outsiders in this humiliating and embarrassing state.

Hawthorne frowned slightly and turned his head to look over, and saw three Amazon women who could barely walk were arm in arm with each other, holding bottles of wine, singing loudly, and walking towards this side in a twisted and unsteady manner.

Immediately, he kindly reminded them, "Girls, keep your voice down, everyone else is asleep!"

As soon as he said this, the singing stopped. Several girls turned their heads and saw him, and immediately smiled foolishly: "Father, it looks good..."

"Hey, it smells nice and soft..."

"Yes, Father. Do you want to play with me tonight..."

……

As they stumbled over, talking nonsense, they inevitably noticed Sulfaro and were immediately surprised: "Father, who is she?"

Hawthorne tugged at Sulfaro's rope and said, "I'm asking you a question."

Sulfaro raised his head, his eyes full of unyielding spirit: "She is just a female warrior who was defeated and captured."

She also recognized the three women as Amazons, and knew that they were an extremely matriarchal society, so she tried to use this method to arouse their empathy and thus make things difficult for Hawthorne.

However, who would have thought that after she said it, the effect she got was completely opposite to what she expected.

The three women looked down at her, at the collar around her neck, the big words written on her butt, and the tail stuffed in her back door. They all laughed foolishly: "I see, you are the beautiful dog raised by the priest, hehe..."

"I didn't expect the priest would like to do this. Why don't you keep me? I'm very good at barking like a dog. Woof woof woof woof..."

"Oh my god, the priest is such a good man, but he chose to treat you like this. What evil thing have you done, little dog?"

……

The three of them took turns talking, and Sulfaro couldn't help but be stunned.

This……

How could this be?

Her teeth were chattering, unwilling to accept the result, and she couldn't help but defend herself, "I just did what all gods would do, and what he did was just a victor with an extremely dark heart, which is how he would humiliate the loser!"

"Think about it, Amazons. If you lose the war, will you also suffer such humiliation in the future?"

She roared like this, but unfortunately, she had only heard some legends about the Amazons and didn't really understand these women. She didn't know how evil these guys' style of doing things was!

The three Amazon women didn't take her roar seriously at all. They waved their hands and said jokingly, "The winner should be able to dominate everything of the loser. The loser has no rights or dignity. Don't you understand this?"

As one of them said this, the other two looked at each other and laughed, "If we captured you, we would definitely do something even more extreme!"

"Even if we are captured, it's normal for others to treat us like this! We don't care."

"Yeah, they can't torture me for more than a few days anyway, my sisters will come and rescue me..."

"Good comrades, we will walk together for life. Whoever finds a man first is a dog..."

……

sisters?

Suddenly, these words, like a thick steel needle, deeply hurt Sulfaro's heart!

She suddenly recalled that in Heaven Hill, she also had a group of sisters who shared the same joys and sorrows, life and death. They had sung together, laughed together, drank together, and fought together...

They fought side by side countless times, faced difficult tasks that meant certain death, created brilliant results one after another, and then drank to their heart's content after victory, embracing each other and falling asleep in the sea of ​​flowers on Mount Paradise...

However, now, they do not understand themselves, and abide by the shackles given to them by the gods, and refuse to allow themselves to conduct research no matter what!

Eventually, I will have to part ways with them, and even the next time we meet, we may be enemies and have no choice but to fight against each other!

Chapter 643: Sulfaro's Defense Breaks

Sulfaro felt her heart throbbing with pain. She couldn't help but replay those familiar faces in her mind, those beautiful smiles, the blush of victory or tipsiness, and the warm and soft arms and embraces when they embraced her...

At this time, the three drunk Amazons in front no longer paid attention to her. They looked at each other and teased, "If I were captured by the enemy, would you come to rescue me?"

"Then I will definitely save you even if it means I die in battle!"

"If I am trained by the enemy to become an Amazon woman, will you take care of me for the rest of my life?"

"Hmm? Aren't you my little dog now? Come, call me..."

“Woof woof, woof woof woof…”

……

They were teasing each other, and the friendship between them was clearly visible. Sulfaro suddenly thought, if her former comrades, those close sisters, were to see her current situation, what would they do?

They...they...

Sulfaro painfully realized one thing. Even if her body was desecrated and filthy, her former sisters would definitely save her, and then hug her while crying, begging her to quickly find a way to atone for her sins and return to the right path before the gods noticed...

They are the people who love themselves the most in the multiverse...

However, I betrayed them.

Obviously, the original intention of doing all this was for them——

Sulfaro suddenly felt as if her heart was about to burst. And the language of the Amazons in front of her was like a steel knife, continuing to hurt her heart!

"roll--!"

She suddenly exploded with a sharp roar, her voice so hoarse that even several birds in the distance were startled and flew away: "Get out of here! Get out of here--!"

She roared, her hair disheveled, and she looked like a madman. She seemed to want to stand up and attack the three women, but Hawthorne tightened the chain in his hand slightly, and she couldn't move at all!

The three Amazon women showed no fear and sneered at her: "Why are you yelling? Can't you accept your fate?"

"Ah, to be honest, I can't accept it either. But I believe you will come to save me."

"The whole Amazon will come to rescue you. This is our glorious tradition! La la la..."

……

The three drunks left with a smile, supporting each other and going home to rest. Hawthorne watched them leave, and after they were far away, he pulled the rope, signaling Sulfaro to follow him, and they should go back.

However, Sulfaro, who had always been very obedient, did not move at all at this moment. Hawthorne lowered his head and found that this fallen angel, who had always been tough and arrogant, was actually sobbing at this moment.

He then squatted in front of her, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped away her tears: "Are you really crying?"

"Oh, I just said a few words to you. Heidi and I always say that to you, but you never shed a tear, right?"

He seemed to be lost in thought. While he was comforting them perfunctorily, he was recalling what the Amazon people had just said.

Which word broke the fallen angel's psychological defenses and made her cry like this?

Beauty dog? She deserves it?

Or... good sisters?

One guess after another emerged in his mind, and then he began to think about a plan to verify it.

Sulfaro raised her head, her eyes were red and tears were streaming down her cheeks. She gritted her teeth and cried, but her voice was filled with hatred that could not be concealed: "I am right!"

Huo Sang sneered: "It's already now, why don't you turn back?"

Sulfaro's voice trembled, as if a drowning man had grabbed the last straw to save his life: "I am right, my research results are valid, and I am on the right path!"

"It's a pity that fate was unfair to me. I met you and ended up in my current situation. But my previous research is still correct. I am on the only and correct path!"

She roared, as if she was talking to Hawthorne, and as if she was cheering herself up and not letting them shake her will.

Hearing this, Hawthorne raised his eyebrows and then smiled: "I have also read your research materials. I have to admit that your research on genes and other things is indeed very useful."

"But, Sulfaro, you took the wrong path. If you had taken another path, not only would you not be my prisoner like you are now, I am afraid that I, as well as many mortals in the material world, would be grateful for your dedication - even the gods in the sky would take turns to praise your greatness."

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became compassionate and sad: "But unfortunately, you took the wrong path. And your result today is exactly what you deserve."

Sulfaro sneered, and seemed to have calmed down, returning to his previous indifferent look: "Arrogant mortal, you know nothing about my research results!"

Although she didn't understand what Hawthorne meant by "genes", she was confident enough in her research. She believed that such a young, old-fashioned and conservative priest who believed in the goddess of life would never understand her concept!

In response, Hawthorne just smiled and said, "Just wait and see, Sulfaro. I will soon prove to you how wrong your decision is."

"but now……"

As he said this, he stood up and gently pulled her reins: "It's time to go back."

Sulfaro did not resist, but knelt on the ground and crawled forward following Hawthorne's steps, step by step, back to her dungeon.

After returning, Hawthorne first untied the collar on her neck, then grabbed the dog's tail behind her buttocks, slowly pulled the beads out of her body one by one, and put them away.

After doing all this, he finally turned around and left.

Lying on his little bed, Sulfaro fell into a deep sleep.

She couldn't help having another dream. In the dream, she was wearing a dog's collar and tail, with all kinds of shameful words written all over her body. She was walking naked on the streets of the city. She was surrounded by spectators whose faces she couldn't see clearly, and from time to time they would make loud, shrill and annoying laughter like those of the three Amazon women.

Hawthorne walked in front with the dog leash, and she seemed to be accustomed to all this. Until suddenly a heartbreaking call came from the surroundings. She looked up and saw her former sisters with their wings spread out, eyes full of heartbroken tears, looking at her current shameful appearance...

She desperately wanted to escape from this nightmare, but she was completely powerless...

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hawthorne did not go back to rest immediately after leaving.

Recalling Sulfaro's final declaration, he hesitated for a moment, then called Cuibisi to his room and told her to find a way to get some plant seeds and some chimera eggs.

Afterwards, he hugged the witch and had sex again, satisfying her little greed and releasing his own desire that had been aroused again by Sulfaro, and then he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

After exchanging a morning greeting with Tribis and sending her off to do some errands, Hawthorne felt that he had a rare moment of free time.

He lay on the bed, slowly opened the system, and counted his gains.

In the previous battle, the Death Knight gave him 10,000 purification points, and the Lich gave him 17,000 points. In addition, the elite skeleton warriors he purified also gave him nearly 8,000 purification points.

Adding it all together, his current purification point balance soared to a total of 40,000 points. Even if he used up the 20,000 purification points required to upgrade from level 13 to level 14, there would still be more than enough left.

In that case, he did not delay any longer and lightly tapped on the system's interface. Twenty thousand purification points poured out, and a warm purifying white light lit up, seeping into his body and allowing his strength to reach a new level.

After a while, the upgrade was completed.

From thirteen to fourteen, his total mana value did not change much. After all, the total value of eighty-three points was already very terrifying at this level.

However, his professional ability has been further improved.

Specifically, his core class ability, "Curse of the Cursed Sword", has gained a new trait that can be used in conjunction with each other.

Master of Curses: When a creature cursed by your hexblade dies, you can forgo restoring health to transfer the curse to another creature and refresh the duration of the curse.