Chapter 4592
After a long while, Morticia finally slipped to the side as she fell asleep.
At that moment, Morticia's Power of the Fiend Soul had returned to normal.
Indeed, the heavenly spiritual aura in the Talisman Amulet had been passed to Darryl's
body after their bodies touched. The heavenly spiritual aura and the Power of the Fiend
Soul were incompatible. It was life- threatening to Morticia, but it was like an immortality
potion to Darryl.
Darryl sat on the side. He felt as if his body had improved almost to the point of
perfection, and his power had been enhanced after absorbing the aura from the Talisman
Amulet.
Darryl was thrilled, but at the same time, he felt perplexed.
'F*ck! I slept with a Fiend Martyr.' He tilted his head to look at Morticia as he thought to
himself. He was stunned, and he felt a chill down his spine.
He noticed it when Morticia was awake. Her delicate face was still slightly flushed, and her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteyes were glaring at Darryl with anger and hostility!
’Such a strong murderous vibe!'
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he felt Morticia's deadly glare. He gasped for air.
Quickly, Darryl tried to calm down.
He knew that Morticia had survived the danger of her chaotic fiend soul. Her body was
weak, and she was harmless.
'Plus, whatever happened just now was her initiative. In one way or another, I even saved
her life. Why should I be afraid of her?'
Darryl calmed down.
Slap!
Suddenly, Morticia sat up and pursed her lips as she slapped Darryl. Her eyes were full of
resentment as she said, ’ You ruined my purity! I want to kill you!" Her face was filled with
fury!
'As one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, I was defiled by a man. That is even worse than
dying!'
'F*ck! That Fiend Martyr's temper is something.' Darryl held his face frustratedly as he
sighed. "You're so unreasonable. It was you who initiated it. How can you say that I defiled
you? Plus, you almost died from the psychotic break. If it were not for me who absorbed
the energy, you'd be dead now.
"In other words, I saved your life again. How can you bite the hand that feeds you?" As he
spoke, he sized Morticia up. It was undeniable that Morticia was an absolute beauty. Her
body and her face were the embodiments of perfection.
Darryl lingered in the memory of what happened earlier.
"You-" Morticia was angry, and she bit her lips until they almost bled.
‘That b*stard defiled me, and now he's talking nonsense.' Whenever Morticia recalled her
intimacy with Darryl, she would feel agonized. She even had suicidal thoughts. She
refused to accept the fact.
However, Morticia was unable to refute Darryl's words. 'After all, I did get struck by the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTalisman Amulet that caused my fiend soul to be in disorder, and I even lost my mind.'
Morticia was baffled, and she glared at Darryl fiercely.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense, but at the same time, it was quite mysterious.
Finally, Morticia said coldly, "Say whatever you want! No matter what, you must die
today!" She raised her hand and formed a dagger. Then, she heartlessly stabbed Darryl's
chest.
Even though Morticia was weak, she was still fast as lightning.
Morticia was stubborn in her quest to kill him, so Darryl did not know whether to cry or
laugh. He quickly avoided her and said frustratedly, "This doesn’t make any sense! If you
think about it-you took advantage of me, but now you want to kill me. Plus, I've saved you
twice. Is that how you repay kindness?"
Though Morticia was fast, Darryl could still avoid her effortlessly.
'Shut up!" Morticia's face reddened.
Immediately, she held the dagger tightly and stabbed Darryl again.
Darryl's head ached. Morticia was extremely weak at that moment, and he thought he
should not fight back. He could only avoid her and say, "If you do that again, don't blame
me for what I'll do next."