I bet with the gods, bet on you, and my heart is in a flash.

——Sasm Angel of Desire

At the beginning of the lantern, the paper is drunk with gold.

The nobles in exquisite suits exchanged cups, smiling on their faces.

They gathered together in the splendid hall and were invited to the ceremony of the Magritte family's earl awarding ceremony.

At this time, the host of the banquet, Situ Magritte, was dressing up in his room.

The luxurious and exquisite bronze mirror reflected her snow-white skin, her blond hair was scattered, and a pair of nearly violet eyes was particularly attractive.

The door was quietly opened, and Si Tu faced the bronze mirror and said to the people who came.

"Your trick has failed, dear Alice, my dear sister."

Putting down the rouge box in his hand, Situ stood up, playing with his gorgeous dress, his eyes filled with irony.

Alice Magritte, her half-sister.

Since she was brought into the family, Si Tu has never been prejudiced against her.

But unfortunately, she thought about things that didn't belong to her.

Seeing her forbearance, Situ picked up the white goose feather pearl fringed shawl and walked out of the room.

"Does my sister really think you won?"

Alice clenched her fists tightly, but still kept a ladylike smile on her face.

Looking back, Situ smiled lightly,

"You look like a toad that witches use to concoct magic."

I can't stand me and can't get rid of me, but it's really pleasing.

Walking towards her step by step, Si Tu leaned against her ear, his red lips lightly parted,

"Even uglier than the toad in the mud by the pool."

Stepping away, Si Tu did not care about the sharp-edged eyes behind him.

It's just the product of my father's drunkenness, and he deserves to fight with her?

Passing through the layers of corridors, the heavily carved door was opened by the servants.

Situ stepped on the red carpet and came to the center of the round platform of the main hall, gracefully meeting the attention of the guests.

Next to him was an old man in a black cloak, holding a silver staff inlaid with dark blue crystals.

Under the direction of Si Tu, the old man opened the foil stamp and read aloud,

"According to the last wish of the old Earl of Burne Magritte, and under the witness of the God of Light, Situ Magritte was appointed as the next earl."

There was applause in the hall, and the nobles maintained the elegance and etiquette of gentlemen.

Just as Si Tu was about to speak, he saw that the dark blue crystal on the staff became extremely dazzling.

That light caught the eyes of all the nobles present.

"It seems that Miss Situ has indeed been recognized by the God of Light."

"Perhaps you should call her Earl Magritte."

There was a decent smile on the corner of Situ's mouth, but there was always a little anxiety in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, the crystal shattered.

This symbolizes that the God of Light does not recognize the new count in front of him.

The nobles in the hall sighed and whispered.

Si Tu's eyes fell on Alice, who was smiling strangely behind the column, her eyes were cold.

"It seems that I have to discipline my little sister who likes to play pranks."

Taking elegant and noble steps, Situ walked towards Alice with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth.

Alice stepped back, her brown eyes filled with fear, her hands unconsciously behind her back.

Walking in front of her, Situ leaned over slightly with the help of the shield of the column.

It seemed that a blue crystal had been taken out from behind her.

Situ had long known that she would play tricks on the blue crystal, but she did not expect that her methods would be so clumsy.

"Let everyone laugh, this is the real blue crystal."

Taking out the blue crystal that had already been prepared, Si Tu returned to the spotlight with a decent smile.

Naturally, everyone saw a farce.

The ceremony continued, but no one noticed that in the night sky, the originally bright moon was shrouded in a layer of black mist.

The black mist gradually descended, passing through the suburban town and arriving at the gate of the palace.

Immediately, the entire hall was enveloped in black mist.

The dark clouds sank, and with the roar of lightning, they cut through the sky abruptly.

The soles of the nobles were entangled in the black mist, and panic became their most real expression at the moment.

Just wanted to run away, but was blocked by a black figure outside the temple gate.

The black mist continued to overflow from his palm, and his face was hidden in it, like Shura who climbed up from hell.

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The wooden shoes collided with the expensive marble with a crisp sound.

Every step the man took, he stepped on the apex of the nobles present.

The black mist gradually dissipated, revealing the man's original face.

He, in rags, even reeked of the sewer, like a rat crossing the street in the slum.

A nobleman couldn't stand the defilement, and shouted loudly, asking the guards to drag him out.

Unfortunately, the guards did not wait, but a blade of light came.

As the noble fell to the ground, blood stained the entire carpet red and splashed on the faces of the surrounding people.

Sasm breathed the sweet smell of blood in the air as if intoxicated, and his dark eyes flashed a pleasure.

The nobles who used to be high above are now curled up in the corner and shivering regardless of etiquette.

But there are always people who think they are the lucky ones favored by the God of Light, and they desperately want to rush out.

Sasm raised his arm, and with just one movement, those people ended their sinful lives.

The splendid hall was full of screams and killings, blood dripping down the long staircase.

Si Tu watched this man's gluttonous feast like an outsider.

Is this the villain?

The system was frightened and nodded again and again.

What a brutal villain.

I reminded them before, watch out for this man

It's a pity that she was only a noble lady at that time, and her words had no effect.

Now that he is full of wings, of course, he is coming to seek revenge.

The people around him became icy corpses one by one. Si Tu met his brutal bloody eyes, and his heart stopped.

This undisguised killing intent almost made her unable to stand up.

Sasm stepped on the corpse, clothed in blood, and walked towards her step by step.

Looking at each other, Thasm met her violet eyes and smiled wickedly.

"Perhaps once again, I will fall deeply into your eyes, and even bow my head."

Situ's body trembled, but the next second, his neck was tightly strangled by him.

Breathing stagnant, Situ struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

The laughter at the corner of his mouth still did not stop, and those bloody eyes were surging with excitement and the desire to kill.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. Goodbye, my sweetheart."

With the end of his words, Si Tu could feel his neck being cut off.

Dog man, don't let her catch him.

So, I'm dead now?

Looking at his corpse in the center of the hall, Si Tu was puzzled.

It is said that if the mission fails, she should return to the system space.

Theoretically it is

The system looked at the transparent host floating in the air in front of it, and didn't understand it.

Could it be that something went wrong at the headquarters again?