Chapter 270

A disheveled priestess came to kukas. She was drunk. She waved a small Scepter inlaid with gemstones in one hand, carried a wine can in the other hand and continued to fill her mouth with red wine. "Drink with me?" the priestess giggled. Her eyes were confused. She took the scepter and stabbed kukas in the chest.

"We can play other games." kukas smiled grimly at the drunken priestess. He pushed the priestess onto the table with his backhand, grabbed the scepter in her hand, tore her messy robe, and stabbed the priestess's lower body with a scepter inlaid with a large number of precious stones.

The priestess of the Dionysian church shouted excitedly. She kept pouring wine into her mouth, and her body twitched rapidly. She didn't know whether it was caused by excitement or pain. "A group of crazy believers are the same as those in the secret church. No, they are even more crazy than those in the secret church." kukas grabbed the woman's softness in one hand and twitched faster in the other.

At first, the woman still had the strength to moan and scream. Later, she spit white waves, but she just kept twitching. A trace of blood also flowed out of her lower body. When kukas had to continue, a sober priest stopped him and politely asked him to find another woman.

After watching the two priests release a sacred light into the lower body of the priestess, kukas was covered in a cold sweat. At this time, he found that his behavior was really crazy, which was not what he could do before. Even in the face of prostitutes in pubs, he had never tortured them like this.

"Are you surprised? Hehe! This is your first time here!" a sober priestess, like a soft poisonous snake, pushed away an ugly man from herself and entangled kukas: "There are many people like you, and they are more crazy than you. Everyone is just venting the evil repressed in their hearts. After these evils are vented, you will return to normal. Come on, don't use that cold stick, use your own stick to vent! I believe you will cheer up after this vent, huh! Come on!"

The new priestess ripped off kukas' clothes rudely and wanted to really enjoy it. Kukas didn't refuse. With a strange cry, he turned over and pressed the woman under him and began to stir up. However, this time, he was not as ignorant as he was just now. His present head was extremely clear. In the crazy movement, he constantly shifted his position and moved towards him bit by bit The target moved forward.

The flames in more than a dozen fire ponds are more vigorous. In this cold winter, everyone takes off their clothes and won't feel cold.

The professionals guarding the Viscount no longer pushed away the entangled women, but held them in their arms, rubbed and played, and drank some wine from time to time to suppress their desire. At this time, only these guards seemed to be awake in the whole manor.

After several successive orgasms, the priestess in her arms finally limped to the ground and couldn't move any more. She looked at kukas foolishly, opened her mouth and breathed heavily. Kukas threw her aside and went to catch another woman beside her.

Kukas's body suddenly shook when his big hand just grabbed the woman. Then he reached out and pulled the woman into his arms. But this time he just reached out and rubbed the woman, narrowed his eyes and looked around.

The crazy intercourse was almost over, and people gathered to start all kinds of play. Kukas had never seen all kinds of strange ways of play. Some people fell asleep, but soon woke up again and continued to play.

The dark night sky began to fall large snowflakes, and a faint magic wave was perceived by kukas, but he didn't show any abnormality, just rubbing the woman in his arms.

The power of magic wave became stronger and stronger. Finally, all professionals in the whole manor noticed the strong magic wave. "Enemy attack!" I don't know who suddenly shouted.

With a cry, almost everyone was frightened. Kukas narrowed his eyes, hugged the woman who was struggling to escape in his arms, and deeply stabbed her body, making the woman's struggle and panic bring pleasure to himself.

The priests of the Dionysian church got up from the ground covered with thick blankets. They quickly picked up their scepters and began to prepare their magic. They were very fast, but not as fast as the magic they had prepared in advance.

A black cloud came from a distance. The black cloud was fast. It was only a breath from kukas to the time it reached the manor.

The black cloud was creeping, and the thumb thick thunder and lightning chopped down from it and fell down to the crowd below. As soon as the thunder and lightning appeared, the flames in the more than ten fire pools suddenly burst into the sky, forming a fire red defense film in the sky. Countless thunder and lightning chopped on the flame, but they could not break through the defense of the flame.

Women's screams, men's curses and growls echoed in the manor. The women on kukas kept screaming and twitching again and again. I don't know whether they were frightened or stimulated.

"Add magic branches to the inside." the Viscount Clark fiercely pushed away the woman on his body and roared loudly: "believers of Dionysus, Pagans come to challenge the glory of our Lord again, pick up your weapons and kill those pagans." while talking, the fat Viscount turned his hand and pulled out a war knife from under the special seat to prepare for the battle. But the moment he drew out his sword, he was stunned. Because he found that the fighting spirit in his body could not be mobilized at any time. A layer of gray smoke appeared on the periphery of the whole fighting space, which blocked the fighting space.

A few people did not know that they held a lot of magic branches from there and wanted to add them to the pool of fire that was about to extinguish the flame. However, before they rushed to the fire pond, someone fiercely stabbed them in the back of the head with a short knife, and instantly deprived them of their right to live.

Women's screams sounded again. They saw some people's heads split in front of them, making many of them faint. Some are stunned, while others are excited. Among the deformed believers, they are crazy and have long been abnormal human beings.