Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Bolivar's Elegy

The Everson family mansion. "Phyllis, are you really going to the Spit Empire tomorrow?" Cadman asked. Phyllis nodded, he had to go to the Spit Empire anyway, not because of the appearance of the second dragon, but because of his strange feeling. "Without anyone?" Cadman asked again, as if he wanted Phyllis to take back the decision. Phyllis nodded with a smile. "Then you have to talk to Susan yourself." Cadman said with a wry smile. Paul on the side said: "I don't think Susan will agree, Phyllis, why don't you think about my suggestion again? Heh...you know, Susan's temper..."

When Paul said this, Phyllis couldn't help but feel his heart move, remembering that he had promised Susan that he would never hide her again, so it was impossible for him to leave quietly like this, and according to Susan's character, he would never let him do it again. Abandon yourself and travel far. It really hurts to think about it—after hesitating for a while, Phyllis raised her head and said, "I accept your suggestion." "That's right, otherwise, if you leave, you will leave us with a lot of trouble!" Cadman laughed. Phyllis also laughed. The reason why he changed his mind was because he suddenly made a decision in his heart. This decision will completely change Susan—the godhead he secretly bestowed on Susan before is not complete, it is simply Give her at most no more than one-fifth of a godhead.

Now, an unknown catastrophe is approaching. To survive this catastrophe, one must have absolute strength comparable to a god, or become a god directly! night. The moonlight shines through the thin gauze curtains, casting a soft halo on the room. Phyllis was lying on the bed, thinking wildly in her mind-yes, just thinking wildly!Even he himself didn't know what he was thinking. Memories of the past kept coming to his mind, and he was faced with a choice! Phyllis was in a bit of a dilemma. If it was him before he fell asleep, he wouldn't have such a dilemma at all. But after his memory was sealed, he woke up again and experienced such an unimaginable life. He truly integrated into this world, had friends and a lover.

When Phyllis thought of Susan, a smile couldn't help showing on the corner of his mouth. Immediately, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and with a movement of his fingers, a palm-sized light curtain appeared in front of him. The light curtain showed his current appearance, and the smile was still on his face. Phyllis stretched out his fingers and stroked it. The lips are pursed, moving back and forth in the upward arc of the mouth corners. Suddenly, the light curtain in front of Felice suddenly disappeared. He pulled up the quilt and quickly covered his head and face. After a while, there were footsteps and a few small voices outside the door.

"Who!" "it's me." "Ah...Miss..." "Be quiet, I suddenly have something important to talk to Phyllis, is he there?" "Miss, Mr. Phyllis... went to bed early." "I woke him up, um... we have to talk about something very important, it's nothing, you go to patrol a little farther away, by the way, I heard a strange voice over there just now, you go!" "oh oh……" "By the way, don't tell anyone that I've been here!" "Yes, miss..." Listening to the voices outside, Phyllis couldn't help laughing.

Susan knew that the relationship between them was no secret to the Everson family, or even the entire Thousand Chances City, but she still had to put on such a hypocritical pose, it was so cute. The door opened with a "squeak". A ray of light leaked into the room like water, and as the door was tightly closed, it returned to the previous gray and dim. Bathed in the faint moonlight, Susan's graceful figure is as moving as a goddess when she walks slowly. Phyllis looked at Susan through the gap in the quilt, and the figures of several women flashed in his mind, the same graceful and beautiful, far surpassing Susan in appearance, but not as good as Susan in walking into his heart. The woman gave him an unprecedented feeling, because of this woman, he was in a dilemma, made a choice, and didn't do something according to the agreement before the seal.

When Phyllis thought of this, Susan had already approached the bed, and her little cold hands were about to slip into the bed narrowly. A hand was stretched out from under the bed, grabbing her white wrist faster than her and pulling hard, Susan was caught off guard and fell onto the bed. A raised quilt was like a big net, covering the sky and covering her under the quilt, and then a strong body pressed her under it. A cry was strangled in Susan's throat by those hot lips. Susan opened her eyes wide, but the bed was pitch black, all she could feel was shortness of breath, passionate kisses and those restless hands.

Phyllis had never been so eager. Although Susan wanted to cater to Phyllis's frenzy, the abnormal frenzy made her feel worried, and she struggled hard. When Phyllis's lips left, giving her a chance to breathe, she gasped and said, "Phyllis...you...what's the matter? No...are you okay?" Phyllis straightened his upper body, and the quilt was lifted by him. He straightened up, and the quilt slipped onto the bed. He looked down at Susan, smiled and said, "I'm fine, what's wrong? Did it scare you?" "Well, you scared me." Susan sat up, rubbed her red and swollen lips, and said angrily.

She originally wanted to tease Phyllis, but in the end, she was the one being teased instead. It's all the fault of the guards, Phyllis must have heard the conversation with them... Susan thought gloomily. Phyllis sat up, holding Susan's face in both hands, staring into those shining eyes: "Susan, thank you!" Susan was stunned, and said, "Stinky wood, what's wrong with you? You're weird, you act weird, you talk weird!" Then, Susan suddenly realized, stared at Felice with resentment and said, "You must have made a decision, and you still don't want to take me with you in the end, right?"

Phyllis laughed dumbfounded. It seems that Paul told Susan that he was leaving, and told Susan that he was still considering whether to take her. Thinking that Susan came so late, he must be trying to force him to do something to satisfy her. decide. Now, Phyllis' enthusiastic attitude and words gave Susan the feeling that Phyllis was expressing his apology to her. Phyllis smiled and said: "You misunderstood, Susan, what I want to thank is for letting me meet you, thank you for loving me..." The last sentence said vaguely: "Thank you for helping me choose..." Susan obviously didn't hear the last sentence, but for her, the previous sentence was enough.

Felice has never been a person who is good at words. Susan was very pleasantly surprised by such sweet words. Seeing the sincerity in Felice's eyes, Susan felt extremely sweet in her heart, but she frowned with feigned displeasure. "Stinky wood! I asked you not to hang out with that dead shemale, but you actually learned a lot of rhetoric from him! You can talk to me now, just as you can talk to other women!" Susan said with a straight face. Felice was startled, laughed loudly, hugged Susan, kissed her lightly, and whispered, "That depends on whether you can keep me..." Susan suddenly felt that Phyllis had changed, what he said was extremely weird, and his temperament seemed to have changed. In the past, Phyllis was taciturn, how could he say what he just said?And the last sentence is more like saying: It depends on whether you have the ability, otherwise, there will be other women... "Hmm... stinky wood...you...tell me clearly..." Susan gasped.Felice's passionate kiss and those dishonest big hands made Susan's whole body go limp, she lost her strength, she lost her reason bit by bit, and her desire spread. In the confusion, Susan didn't realize that Felice's technique had become extremely skillful, her hands seemed to be possessed of magic power, and every teasing was just right, making Susan quickly immersed in the abyss of desire, unable to extricate herself. When all the clothes were taken off and the naked skin was exposed, Susan felt a chill. She opened her eyes, looked at Felice with bright eyes and jumping flames of desire, pulled the quilt shyly, and leaned towards Felice. When Phyllis kissed her plump breasts and sucked on the firm nipples, Susan tensed up, let out a moan of pleasure, and held Phyllis' head tightly. Phyllis went down one by one, kissing every inch of Susan's skin, and finally parted Susan's slender jade legs, and deeply entered her body. Looking at the fascinated Susan, feeling the tightness and warmth in her body cavity, Felice's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and she moved slightly. His eyes fixed on Susan's jade body, and what he saw were not only the two balls of beautiful breasts that danced with him, but also a little crystal light, which was bestowed by Phyllis. Susan's godhead, but that godhead was too weak in Felice's eyes. Slowly, a faint golden light shone in Phyllis' eyes, and the godhead in Susan's body seemed to have a connection with him, and it also changed its color, eventually turning into a faint golden color. The golden color belongs to the Godhead of the God King! Although Susan's godhead is not complete, it has changed. What is missing is only the size of the divine power, and it is only a matter of time before the divine power grows. Phyllis will continue to plunder the godhead bestowed on Susan until her godhead is complete. He likes this woman, and having this woman to accompany him in his endless life in the future, it is also happy to think about it, at least it is much better than before... Phyllis' powerful thrusts pushed Susan to the pinnacle of desire again and again! During Susan's long moan, Phyllis burst out, and the powerful heat flow made Susan tremble. At some point, the quilt she was biting in her mouth to control her moaning was torn apart. Susan was gasping for breath, unable to even open her eyes. Satisfied, Phyllis fell aside, took Susan into her arms, kissed Susan's pretty face, and sucked away the little beads of sweat. After a while, Susan was exhausted and fell asleep in Felice's warm embrace. Felice slowly got up and got out of bed, looked at Susan, and with a quick gesture, the black underwear automatically stuck to his body and put it on. , the long black scythe slowly rose, hovering in front of Felice. Felice held the long scythe, let the hat on the black clothes cover his face, cut the long scythe in his hand, a crack was cut in the space, and Felice strode in... Outside Qianji City, on a straight and wide official road, several carriages were driving slowly. This place is already more than 30 miles away from Qianji City. Judging from the current speed of the carriage, it is obvious that it has just slowed down after traveling quickly for a while. There are two badges inlaid on the carriage, one is the national symbol of the Shanchuan Empire, and the other is a small one that is the symbol of the Royal Academy of Magic. That's right! The owner of this convoy is none other than Donna and her team. Under Bolivar's order, the convoy left Thousand-machine City at the moment when the gate of Thousand-machine city was about to close. Although the guards and drivers of the convoy had already complained in their hearts, no one dared to raise any objections. Fortunately, the wind at night was cool, and they rushed all the way, blowing them in high spirits. After leaving the City of Thousand Machines, Bolivar no longer hid his luggage, but got into the second carriage in front. And Donna sat in the first carriage. On the comfortable and fluffy blanket, Donna curled up lazily and closed her eyes, but her eyelids twitched from time to time, obviously not falling asleep. At this time, the doubts in her heart became more and more intense, and she didn't understand what Bolivar was doing at all?She knew that these were not her business, but her curiosity would not be relieved by reason. All of Bolivar's actions gave Donna the illusion that Bolivar seemed to be avoiding something. To describe Bolivar's behavior since entering the City of Thousands of Opportunities in one word, the only word is "sneaky"! This must be an illusion. Donna thinks that Bolivar may be acting strangely. His behavior may still be the style of a thousand years ago. The word "sneaky" should never appear on Bolivar, it must be! Donna stretched her waist, turned over, and thought about leaving. Felice's behavior was too weird before, maybe there was some conspiracy to plot against her, otherwise how could she kindly intercede for herself? On someone else's land, since Bolivar doesn't want to fulfill her promise for the time being, she should stay away from Felice. She already understands that her strength is not as good as Felice's. The price is being an idiot for a long time, the second time... Donna doesn't want to be reckless and dare not be reckless. I hope that when Bolivar returns from the Spit Empire and passes by the City of Thousands of Machines again, he will fulfill his promise to himself and personally kill Felice.Donna thought so. But soon, she knew that this idea was an extravagant wish. The carriage stopped suddenly, causing Donna, who was asleep with her eyes closed, to roll suddenly, and almost hit a protruding object at the corner of the carriage. She sat up annoyed, opened the curtain and was about to reprimand the coachman, but her idea didn't come true, she saw something that frightened her... She regained her sanity, along with her memory. On that bloody night, the figure dressed in black and holding a golden double-edged ax has become an indelible nightmare in her heart. Every time she thinks about it, the pampered, domineering and self-willed woman trembles uncontrollably and fears, allowing the coldness that emerges from her heart to engulf her whole body. At this time, she saw that figure again, that figure that harvested life like a demon! Donna trembled, and her face was instantly pale as paper. She held the curtain and twisted it fiercely, not daring to move. He came to kill himself... Donna felt only hopeless. It must be, I was the only survivor that night, this demon must have known her whereabouts, and came to end her life... The more Donna thought about it, the more frightened she became, she really wanted to escape from the carriage and run as fast as possible She fled into Bolivar's carriage and sought Bolivar's shelter, but she couldn't move her body at all. She wanted to close her eyes, but she didn't even listen to her eyelids. The more she tried to close them, the wider they opened. She looked at the devil-like figure coldly, lightly waved the black long scythe in her hand, and easily beheaded the guard who rushed forward. God... Those guards were the elite beastmen of the palace of the Shanchuan Empire, and the most incompetent ones were at least level five or above, but in front of that demon, they were like a straw in front of him. Bolivar must be able to hear such a movement, right?must be able to! A strong man like Bolivar must be able to slay demons... Even if it's bad, he can protect himself, right? Bolivar became Donna's last hope, but unfortunately, until the demon approached her carriage and slaughtered all the guards who came forward, Bolivar in the carriage behind seemed to be dead without a sound. Donna felt a sharp pain in her head and was on the verge of collapse. Her fragile nerves could no longer bear the torment of such fear. Suddenly! Donna's expression emerged from deathly gray, and a look of surprise flashed across her empty eyes. The demon actually walked past her carriage without even looking at her... Ecstasy filled Donna's chest, and she realized that the demon was not looking for her, but Bolivar! Those guards who didn't rush forward, but retreated in fright, survived. This demon didn't kill all of them, that is to say, as long as he didn't provoke him, he didn't intend to harvest all the lives. Donna decided to hide in the carriage honestly, and even dared to open a gap in the curtains that could barely see the outside. The moonlight is very clear. Donna's vision was still very sharp, and she could clearly see spatial fluctuations around the carriage that Bolivar was riding in. As a good magician, Donna knew very well that it was a characteristic produced when advanced space magic was used. Bolivar using space magic? Donna didn't blink her eyes, and even the fear just now faded a lot. Her enthusiasm for magic made her eager to see a character like Bolivar using space magic. I don't know what kind of power it will be? And most importantly, she is eagerly expecting that Bolivar's magic can defeat this demon in one fell swoop! Although she thought it was impossible, if this demon dared to go directly to Bolivar, he wouldn't be here to die, right? This nightmare gave her the impression of being as powerful and terrifying as a demon. Although she admired Bolivar, she didn't have full confidence in Bolivar in her heart. "Bolívar, want to run away? Hey..." The devil's voice was cold, devoid of any emotional elements, so dry and piercing, Donna was once again incomparably shocked. What?Bolivar didn't want to attack, but chose to run away? The fluctuation of the space magic element must be the space gate magic! Donna subconsciously stuck her fingers into her mouth and bit, using the pain to drive away the intense horror in her heart. What kind of existence is this demon? If Donna felt terrified after seeing this demon slaughter so many magicians with her own eyes, then she suddenly felt lucky now. An existence that can make a strong man like Bolivar want to escape, even if he had activated the space magic circle at that time, this demon could easily keep him, right? Donna naturally didn't know about the changes that took place in Felice. She naively thought that she was lucky enough, but she didn't know that if Felice had the current strength at that time, she would never have given her a chance to escape... Before Phyllis could finish his sentence, the black scythe in his hand glowed with a gloomy cold light, which was particularly conspicuous in the cold moonlight. The fluctuations in the surrounding space stopped instantly, and half of Bolivar's body appeared in the space, while the other half of his body was hidden, which looked extremely strange and terrifying. The most amazing thing is that half of Bolivar's body seemed to be squeezed out, and slowly appeared as a whole, and then fell to the ground. He looked at Phyllis in panic... He already knew everything, and knew that Felice was not as simple as he imagined at the beginning, especially when he saw Berserk and Thunder were killed with his own eyes, and even Mu Suodan was deprived of his godhead. Bolivar is very aware of the importance of the godhead. They have a long life, and the increased strength comes from the fusion of the godhead. They should be gods, gods who rule this world! It is a pity that when he returned after a thousand years, what greeted him was setbacks. He thought he had become an omnipotent god, but he was actually vulnerable—at least in front of Phyllis. Not only did he fail to dominate the world, he didn't even feel the admiration God deserved, and it might end like this All hope. Bolivar still doesn't know what kind of existence Felice is. After they were sent out and arranged a plan against Phyllis, he still thought it was ridiculous to kill a mortal and need the cooperation of several of them. Only now did he realize that their number was too small. If more people came If you support... He couldn't imagine that there would be such an existence in the secular world. You must know that the place where they came out monitored the practitioners of the entire continent. Whether it was martial arts or magic, as long as they reached the limit approved by them, there would be someone in charge of contacting them. Otherwise, they would surrender. Or die! Back then, he was the same as Sulibat, but he chose to surrender, while Sulibat chose to refuse. Felice slowly approached Bolivar, every step seemed to step on Bolivar's heart. He looked up at Felice, and the unforgettable fear from thousands of years ago resurfaced in his heart again. "You are a new god, are you so cowardly? Don't you dare to resist?" Phyllis made a cold voice and said, "Don't tarnish the godhood, give me..." Phyllis stretched out her hand, the palm was pale and bloodless, like cold jade. Bolivar swallowed, yeah, why didn't he fight back?Did you hear that Mu Suodan was deprived of his godhood just because he witnessed the deaths of Kuang Zhan and Thunderstorm? Berserker, Thunderbolt, and Musuodan's share of godhood is not as much as his. "blow!" Countless ice blades appeared in front of Bolivar, and the instantaneous ice blades seemed to have the power of advanced magic, and it was really powerful in the blink of an eye. Not only that, a huge ice storm swept down above Felice's head, and the two kinds of magic were instantly cast, which was unparalleled. The dense icicles suddenly stopped in front of Felice, just suspended in the air, and the "swish" sound of the ice storm disappeared. Phyllis gently grabbed an ice pick and said, "Compared to you, Suribat is more qualified to be a god!" Phyllis walked forward slowly holding the ice pick, the ice pick floating in front of him broke apart when he approached, and instantly disappeared into gas. Bolivar's face suddenly turned red, and he felt that the space suddenly turned into four invisible walls, squeezing him with irresistible force, making him breathless. Gradually, the compression of the space changed, all his blood seemed to be squeezed to the top of his head, his face was extremely red, and his face was swollen, as if those skins would burst at any time. "Please..." Bolivar said with difficulty, he is indeed not as good as Suribat, he is afraid of death, really afraid of death... The pressure of the space suddenly disappeared. Bolivar only felt a strong dizziness, his whole body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground like mud. "It's so pitiful, do you think you can become a god if you have a godhead? A bunch of trash!" Phyllis said coldly: "I won't kill you, go back and tell him, don't try to change anything, ambitions that shouldn't arise will only turn him into dust!" As he spoke, Felice spread his palms, and Bolivar trembled. A light emerged from his body, flew to Felice, and stopped quietly in his palm. Felice clenched his fists and opened them again. By the time I touched it, the light had disappeared. Phyllis turned and left without even looking at Bolivar. Looking at all this, Donna couldn't believe her eyes. Even if Bolivar was not Phyllis' opponent, the gap was too big, right? In such a short period of time, the fight between the two is over? In fact, this was not a struggle at all, it should have been Bolivar's desperate struggle, but it failed. The strong man from a thousand years ago just now was like a caught prey, and everything was at the mercy of the hunter. Donna trembled, thinking that this demon must also be a returning strong man, God knows how far away the existence is, it is too powerful and terrifying. When Phyllis was about to walk past her carriage, Donna quickly turned her head back and held her breath. "Boom..." There was a light knocking sound from the carriage. That demon would definitely not use such a polite way, could it be that the demon left just like that, so the guards came to report to her? Donna sat up tremblingly, and tremblingly raised the curtains. "boom!" There was a thunder in her head, and the demon was right outside the car window... Donna was so frightened that she lost consciousness, she stared blankly at the demon slowly raising its head. The moonlight illuminates the face covered under the brim of the hat, which is handsome and resolute. Donna looked at this familiar face and grinned. If others saw it, they would describe Felice's smile as bright and hearty. The depth in the eyes that tears people's soul is the devil's smile. She finally understood that everything was planned by Phyllis. She fell into this trap from the very beginning. He might be able to pinch Saul to death with two fingers like this, but she went to the door recklessly. It was from that moment on that she changed her life, Towards tragedy. Donna's head began to ache again, chaotic memories and various negative emotions such as remorse, despair, etc., all of a sudden filled her chest, and the fear of dying reappeared, like a huge stone pressing on her chest , Let her completely collapse. "what……" Donna covered her head and screamed in pain. The nerves that had just recovered not long ago collapsed again, and with a splitting headache, Donna screamed for a while, jumped out of the carriage desperately, and ran away as if desperately. Phyllis looked at Donna's back, snorted coldly, turned around and left silently. The guards who didn't dare to catch up with Donna because of Felice's presence hurriedly chased after Donna after watching Felice leave. These people now have the joy of surviving after a catastrophe, and everything is like a horrible dream. These ordinary guards didn't know Bolivar. In their view, Bolivar was just a strange and somewhat mysterious old guy. Since he had pretended to be Donna's entourage, his status should not be as noble as Donna's, so the guards chased after the crazy Donna, she left Bolivar where she was. Bolivar, who was like mud, slumped on the ground, his eyes glazed over, as if he had aged decades suddenly. He knew very well that if he lost his godhead, he would lose the source of his life, and he would soon die. The only way to change this result is to have the godhead again, but he also knows very well that as a loser, it is already very good to not be punished, and the chances of being granted the godhead again are pitifully small. Bolivar panted, watching the figures of the guards going away, struggling to stand up but failed. His shriveled lips trembled, trying to chant a spell, but the spell was out of tune, his jaw trembled, the teeth in his mouth fell out quickly, and the life force drained from him at an alarming rate. Bolivar wanted to call the guards, but the voice he made was extremely small. He slowly raised his head, looked at the night sky, and fell down weakly. A generation of legends thousands of years ago, failed to die thousands of years ago, succumbed to the threat of death, and returned after a thousand years to become a chess piece, a useless chess piece...