The Black Tower of the End

--The Black Tower There are countless rumors about this tower, and one of the most assured legends is that it was built by the most powerful ancient dragon in history to store his treasures, a safe device that combines magic and alchemy technology into one. Thousands of years after the completion of this treasure trove, the ancient dragon fell as a meteor in the Twilight of the Gods that swept the continent. This place, too, became unclaimed. When the war subsided, the gods fell, and the remaining populations spent a thousand years restoring life to the continent, this relic of the olden days was discovered by adventurers. The result of the research of relevant history scholars and magical hair tutors and alchemists, this particular building has a very high probability of being built by the legendary ancient dragons, which also stored an incalculable amount of treasure that even the most powerful countries coveted. While discovering the huge amount of treasure, the scholars also found that there was a very powerful prohibition attached to it, even far beyond the understanding of the times, which further confirmed that the Black Tower was indeed built by the Ancient Dragon while preventing them from going deeper into their research. With the deepening of the research, the relevant deeds about the ancient dragon were also gradually unearthed, the black dragon king, Orvis. Dragons are lustful by nature and love treasures and gold. Orvis is especially so, she has a very high vision, preferring all the exotic treasures, precious stones, treasures, and beautiful people. She is the representative of strong desire, treasures, exotic animals, and those who let her fall in love at first sight with a lovely girl, regardless of whether the other party is the Holy Church of the Virgin or the Kingdom of the Princess, as long as she sees, by virtue of their own strength of the continent, this dragon never care about others, the evil of the dragon, she will be directly those who will be the poor victims of the kidnapping of the lair, and then trained to become their own wives, concubines or pets. Pets. In those days, Orvis was the shadow of the entire continent. And the legacy she left behind was as greedy as she herself, collecting treasures that would never be easily taken by anyone else. Ancient and obscure dragon language magic is inscribed in the Black Tower as it takes shape, and only maidens of good appearance and temperament are qualified to enter, step into the Black Tower, pass the tests and trials during their ascent, and ultimately gain the approval of Orvis, then they can obtain everything in the Black Tower. --If one fails, then one becomes a member of the collection that remains in the Black Tower forever. The Black Tower was thousands of meters high and was divided into ten layers. Each layer forms a world of its own, and within the worlds are inhabited by beings of various shapes and sizes, among which there are unique individuals or forces that the trialists either eliminate by force or exchange for benefits, and obtaining the key in their hands opens the entrance to the next layer, or choosing to end the trial and leave the place. After going through nine worlds in the tower, the end of the tenth floor is the place that contains the ancient dragon's lifelong wealth, and when you get there, you can get all the relics of the ancient dragon. The trial has nothing to do with rank, status, position, race, the maximum number of people who can enter at one time is four, more than four will not be able to enter the tower, and each person can enter only once. After countless attempts at bypassing the rules, countless failed attempts to bypass the rules, people finally recognized the laws of the Black Tower, temporarily releasing the restrictions on its control of the Union of Principalities. At that time, considering themselves to have met the criteria for entering the Black Tower, countless young women of different professions such as adventurers, travelers, soldiers, writers, and even young girls of other races such as elves, angels, dragons, vampires, and so on, stepped into the Black Tower in search of the legacy of the Ancient Dragons. Of course...many of them never came out of the Black Tower again... ...... "Are we really going? Have you really decided? ...Nah, nah...Sister...Avelia-sama! That's the Black Tower, the very, very scary Black Tower." As if swatting away the flies buzzing incessantly in her ears, the girl known as Avelia raised the hand holding her coffee cup, and then precisely gave the guy who had become a source of noise pollution a pop. "Oi oi oi~ Ouch." The blonde girl who was popped in the head finally stopped talking like a non-stop cannonball, and she gently rubbed the spot where she was hit while peeking at Avelia who continued to drink her coffee. That is elegant, dignified exudes the noble lady like temperament of the girl, white hair silky smooth natural along the back of the spine down to the position of the waist, there is a flowing feeling, features are very delicate, magnificent color pupil of the eyes as if the gem, the skin is crystal clear, white and tender as sheep fat jade, slender figure, limbs are also very slender, at a glance is a good beauty blank. She was wearing a black spun yarn dress, collar and chest pendant this a few strands of light gold, made hollow lace treatment of the skirt length over the knee a little bit, two white calves exposed, on the feet is a pair of elegant strappy high heels. In addition to the necessary clothing, other decorations are not much, just in the swan-like jade neck hangs a silver chain through the black and red holy cross, there are curved metal in the cross coiled, around, like a snake like a dragon. Avelia was special, attention-grabbing, like a peacock standing in a flock of chickens, needing no extra attention, just a sweeping glance that would draw her gaze involuntarily. As a matter of fact, after they stepped into the coffee shop, a lot of gazes were gathered, 60% of them were on Avelia, and the remaining 40%, of course, were on her, she was also very cute, okay!

There is a taboo in this era, reaching out to someone from the royal family. Inside the darkened secret room of the hotel. The three [Hunter] organization cadres, along with the head of the organization, all four of them were gazing at the latest prey. A silver-haired girl wearing a purple silk nightgown. She was lying on the plush carpet, forced to curl up her body, light golden rope on the silver-haired girl's petite body tight and fine crisscrossing, longitudinal, a pair of arms folded parallel behind the back of the bondage close to the other ropes around the girl's upper arms in the youthful breasts woven into a "sheep" pattern, so that the white rabbit was forced to full and uplifted, and then tied with the rope of the back of the hands tied together. The rope is connected to the back hands. Seasoned way of walking rope, because the identity of the young girl imperial princess, even if you know that she has practiced dance, has excellent flexibility also did not use a stricter method of binding, but with a parallel folded this more comfortable position, restrained the young girl's arms, hands at the same time maximize the protection of her body, not to be overly tight injuries, the pair of long slender legs are folded. The pair of slender jade legs are folded and bound, bound above and below the knee rope ring, and then the ankle rope and the rope tied to the root of the thighs tied together, and finally left a distance of about twenty centimeters, did not let the little princess is too difficult to bear. Precisely tied with knots, strangling through the [indescribable] rope even if the little princess is not less, from between the legs around to connect with the folded hands, also connected with the ankles, through a pair of lace panties, deeply strangled into the small abalone of the light golden rope and knots can make the untouched little princess honest. Theoretically, as long as she didn't struggle violently, the stimulation from the knots was able to be endured. The little princess was very pretty, especially that the yet-to-be-complete ignorant youthfulness of a stunning beauty, instead of detracting from her, gave her an angelic feel. The pale golden ropes that matched her were now wrapped around her body, binding her in a constricted manner, forcing her to curl up in a manner as if she were an angel falling down to the mortal world, her pure holiness being desecrated by extravagant sins, and the forbidden temptation was already far more alluring than usual. One could not help but want to pity her, love her...even ravage and destroy. A wooden box was beside the little princess. The crate was very thick, complete with breathing holes, and in the bottom of the crate was a soft blanket as well as a leather harness for securing it. The [Head] frowned in thought for a moment, and finally sighed, speaking to the three [Hunters] organization cadres around him. "Have the people prepare a few more goods and box them up separately from the little princess for transportation...." At this time, he turned his head to look at the [Banshee], who was dressed in a cheongsam and was exceptionally bewitching. "Wait until a safe place, use your means, do whatever you want, just don't let her get hurt."

The thick darkness wrapped around the young girl like a quagmire, so firm and tight that she couldn't breathe. Her hands were folded parallel to her back, waist up, as if they were bound by something soft, and apart from her helplessly moving fingers, she could barely move her arms. Not only her upper body, even her legs were not spared, her slim and slender legs that could once dance a ballet lightly were now tightly together, and her calves were also folded back and close to her thighs, although there was still some distance left, but being forced into this position still made her feel very uncomfortable. And there was no way for her to change to a more comfortable position. Subconsciously struggling a little bit, shaking her arms and rubbing her legs, there was a "crunching" sound of the ropes tightening and releasing in her ears, and along with the sound of the ropes rubbing, there was also a cute whimper of a young girl who was being attacked out of the blue. "Oooh?!" Her pretty, rose-colored eyes widened as she suffered from this kind of tentative movement. As she moved her small, parallel folded arms and feet, the delicately arranged rope paths that connected the breast ropes that bound and strangled a pair of bunnies and the strands that strangled and knotted over the delicate garden were like an ingenious pulley, and her movement of her small arms and large arms or lifting of her feet caused the ropes that strangled over the bunnies and the [indescribable] to tighten and rub against them, especially the knotted strands going up and down on the tiny abalone through the thin little lace. The electric-like tingling [indescribable] that came from the sliding of the rope almost instantly caused the untouched young girl to let out a yelp. "To...to stop..." Weakened in her limbs by the [indescribable] and the stimulation coming from her little white rabbit, the young girl huffed and puffed a few times and honestly stopped struggling, trying to quiet her body, which had little experience and was much more sensitive and restless than usual under the rope bondage. Now she had a bit of a handle on the state of her body. It was bad... Her entire body was prone on the floor, or rather the boards, separated by a soft cushion but still able to feel the raw texture underneath it. She could usually detect it, let alone now that she was forced to lie prone, touching her bunny with her restraints sticking up. Her hands were placed behind her waist and tightly bound, her small arms and large arms were not spared, the ropes also had the bad taste to make her green breasts look even more perky and full, her calves were almost pressed against her thighs, tied up in what was called a team of horses, and... and... and she was tied up there too... ... Oooh~ After the struggle just now seemed to be a bit wet, she was now so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground. But there's no way to do so, after tightly tying her up, the bottom of the box is reserved in advance for the restraints to fix her slender waist, thighs, and her entire upper arms, the blindfold and gag ball closes off the ability to see and speak, and the collar that seals off the magic and prevents the casting of spells is also around her neck and connected to the bottom of the box with a chain, the ones who tied her up to the box have really gone through a lot of trouble in order to prevent her from escaping. Is this enough to deal with a rumored delicate little princess...aren't you all looking down on me too much...? Lying sideways on the soft blanket, the tightly bound little princess Avelia thought in a depressed manner...However, despite saying so, it was worth mentioning that while being tightly bound it was also indeed the treatment of a princess. The choice of material of the person who bound her and the method of binding were very measured, the rope that firmly bound her was as soft as satin and flowed with a stream of warmth and warmth, and while tightly binding her did not make her feel too uncomfortable...there was even a feeling of being embraced, and if it wasn't for the knot that was caught in the [indescribable] rope that made her embarrassed and embarrassed, she would have hired the person who bound her to do the job. back she would have hired the person who tied her up to provide this special service for herself... "Buzz~" Suddenly, a vibrating sound like a gnat rang out from the maiden's private place, and the knot that was originally just stuck at the maiden's honey place began to vibrate rapidly. "HEY?!!!" Avelia's tightly bound body violently trembled for a moment, the insteps to the toes of her feet instantly tensed up straight, the magnificent colored pupils under the eyepatch were full of astonishment and shame, her gaze penetrating with a strong sense of amazement. It seemed to be saying "You actually did this to me?!!!" "How dare you?" The rebuke from the princess was translated by the mouth ball into a half-winking moan, and as time passed, under the stimulation of the unrelenting vibrations, the original righteous rebuke from the untouched little princess gradually turned into a flirtatious cooing that gave vent to the aroused lust. Ha... ha... ...Spare me... The white fingertips of the shoots were shaking around, and the small fists were opening and closing. Under the stimulation of the vibration that was not too large but just enough to arouse her lust, the originally honest prone Avelia subconsciously twisted her bound body, rubbing her legs together to try to ease the stimulation, but instead of doing so, the linkage caused the strands of rope to keep rubbing together, strangling deeper into the small abalone. And the knot embedded in that slit was also wet by the nectar that gradually flowed out, reflecting a light golden color and began to vibrate more joyfully. Stop...this feeling... Averillia's youthful, youthful and delicate body tensed and struggled under the stimulation, the water snake-like slender waist twisted helplessly, the rope that strangled her crotch then tightened and loosened, stimulating her to twist and struggle even harder, the magnificent pupils under the blindfold were filled with dots of cherry-pink, and the little mouth that was blocked by the mouthpiece let out panting and moaning that titillated the heartstrings, the little princess who was confused and lost in her feelings already did not know that she had to resist [unspeakable]. Resisting the [indescribable] struggle, or struggling to get more [indescribable] struggle... Finally, after another hard rubbing of her little cherry against the plush blanket from struggling [indescribable], the little princess raised her little head high and let out a long moan. Her slender waist twitched a few times like an electric shock, the arches of her slender jade feet tensed up straight, and the crystal thick nectar overflowed from her wet garden wetting the rope knot and lace chambers, almost trembling all over as she ushered in the first [indescribable] in her life. "Hoo...hoo...so...so tired..." After experiencing the extreme pleasure of climbing up to the clouds, the little princess feebly dropped her head, her whole body gently trembling under the aftermath of the [indescribable], she now had absolutely no desire to struggle, and exhaustedly just wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

"Clatter..." The sound of chains rubbing together... A blood-colored vortex rose in the void, from the light red edge to the black and red indescribable hole at the core, like a channel connected to the abyss, bright red chains sprang out from the center of the vortex, and under Shirley's gaze with a hint of playfulness, they attacked the Phantom Demon like a spiritual snake's lightning wrapped in the sound of breaking wind. [Lock of Blood] The evil chain that incorporates the blood magic and blood of the blood race, possessing many effects such as constraint, confinement, curse, weakness, vitality plundering, and blood extraction, is a unique talent of the high blood race, which is bizarre and unspeakable, and can only be effectively resisted by the Holy Light magic or battle techniques of the Church of the Holy See that are above the middle level. Don't try to dodge this kind of chain, this is a guideline summarized by those who survived the battle with the high blood race, the lock of blood can ignore most of the laws of physics, and move and extend according to the caster's mind, according to the standard of the empire's elite glorious war corps, the knights of the war corps who can defeat a hundred people's troops can often be bound by this kind of chain within ten seconds, even if they use their speed to move and dodge, which is far more than the speed of the ordinary people. In less than ten seconds, they would be tied up by the chains and fall into a situation where they were left to the mercy of others. "Using blood magic to this extent, the bloodline of the little cutie is very pure..." The seductive woman teased as she dodged away from the chains, and it was as if the chimera's senses and movements were greatly enhanced in this gray space. The chains possessed a speed as fast as lightning, nimble as snakes, ignoring away physical properties such as gravitational inertia, the trajectory was completely inscrutable and could not be predicted by common sense, yet surprisingly, they were all avoided by her with ease. The chimera in front of me... In this gray space with no top or bottom, no place to stand on and no ceiling, it was as if she had become a part of the space, a fluid, when something wanted to touch her, she would naturally move along with it, and it was impossible to predict and judge this Phantom's next move from the structure of a human's body and the way it exerted its power. This level was beyond the level of normal human access... And... After lightly dodging the first few chains, in the face of the red locks coming from the entanglement, more than ten magic arrays unfolded around the chimera, like the summoning array of an ancient evil summoner, from which gushed out purple vines that looked like living creatures, naked like the tentacles of some kind of indescribable thing. Red and purple crisscrossed, like ballistic missiles thrown at each other, the chain with the tentacles in the air after pulling out rainbow light and purple light, like two different colors of the spirit of the snake like a tangle of entanglement, the purple vines and blood-colored locks and chains, there will be a meridian of blood lines from the locks and chains towards the erosion of the above, Shirley as a vampire queen of the heir to the [locks of blood] than other vampire nobility much more difficult to deal with. At this time, a misty lavender fog overflowed from the vine, and from the skin of the vine there were curly black patterns spreading, the purple fog and black patterns in a moment actually blocked the invading blood-colored meridians. The vampire with her black batwings stretched out, her body clad only in a light white nightgown, and the purple-skirted chimera with her small wings stretched out and her slender tail gently wrapped around her waist were like queens, watching their loyal soldiers fight in the battlefield in order to capture the other side and sacrifice them to themselves. "...Oooh." At the moment her chains were touched and entangled, Yukari felt the nature of the other party's magic, powerful, cold, evil, and at the same time with a unique magic that was soul-crushing and bone-crushing, I'm afraid that being entangled in that thing, it would be able to turn a saintly maiden into a hot, red body in just a few seconds, with her eyes being filled with lust, and screams of lasciviousness as she soothed herself. What a dangerous thing... She really isn't an ordinary thing, how many people's essence should she have sucked up? ...No, if this chimera is only interested in girls...then how many girls should be tied up and placed in this space to be tossed around day and night? If she and her sister were captured in this space together...together... Shirley can't help but think of herself and her sister like the blonde girl that the Phantom just showed, being tied up with thin black ropes, their breasts rubbing against each other after being tied up together, struggling and moaning and even shivering and climaxing together as they are tied up and tempered...I'm looking forward to the smell of my sister's body and her cute expressions ah ah ah ah... ...... Hmmm...what the hell was I thinking? Sherry shook her head to bring herself back from her rambling thoughts. "Fighting with your sister and you still have the mind to think of something else? Should I say you're confident? Or... do you want to be loved by your sister quickly?" The chimera floated and swam in mid-air like a swimming fish, intricate purple magic formations like floating cannons surrounding her, and a deep purple vine sprang from it, scrambling like a hungry wolf to pounce on Sherry's chains and herself. "You're not the sister I was thinking of...although you're pretty good looking too." Mentally spitting out a sentence silently, Shirley looked towards Ms. Phantom, seriously speaking, the other party's appearance was not suitable for the title of Ms. Her beauty needed no introduction, but that mature and sexy charisma was not something a lady could have, perhaps it was not bad to call her Ms. Phantom. Having built such a space, having a servant at the level of a Great Magical Instructor, and also showing an even stance with her, I'm afraid that this Phantom Demon can be considered the top in the entire Phantom Demon community.

"Crunch...crunch..." The sound of the ropes expanding and contracting from the movement made the two blush a little. Beautiful and seductive, with just the right amount of arousal in every move, the blonde Phantom, wearing only lace lingerie, and the little Imperial Princess, who had only an extra silk nightgown, were sitting on their knees, back to back, on the soft, blanket-lined leather couch. Ropes symbolizing the favor of the God of Binding, with a hint of divinity, crisscrossed over the delicate white bodies of the two beautiful girls. The light golden rope gently binds their arms parallel to the back of the waist, and in the part of the chest and waist and abdomen to weave a beautiful diamond-shaped rope clothing that sets off the beautiful curves of the young girl, so that their beautiful teardrop-shaped breasts * have become even more voluminous and full, the slender waist of the slender willows more and more slender. Bundled in the waist around the navel of the rope loop pulled down the rope knotted, from their tied together between the legs through, just the right card in their most sensitive * parts. Since Avelia was wearing a silk nightgown, the rope made a special effort to pin that nightgown to her slender waist when binding her, leaving her snow-white legs and lace panties bare, making her even more shy* and bashful*. This is the rope way of bondage. As long as one of them struggled, the almost connected ropes would inevitably drive the strand*rope that was slightly plunged into the delicate flower*garden, letting the knots rub against the small pea*peas, bringing them successive [indescribable] and stimulation. "Are there no other props for establishing the contract? ...Hmmm...why...why does Miss Avelia have to use this type, if you like the feeling, I can...um, no...you don't move." Lightly lifting down the wrists that were parallel bound behind her back, dragging the strand*rope and ruthlessly scratching down the phantom lady's flower*garden, listening to the other party's self-seductive and delicate cry, Avelia's pretty face reddened as she said. "This is a contract with divinity, I usually hardly use it. Using it this time... is... is sincerity." As for this feeling of being tied up... How could she particularly like it when she had to grab a doppelganger to do it as bait. If she liked it, she'd have done it herself the last time the Hunter organization came to get her... or when Yukari drugged her tea, she'd just go along with it and have her vampire sister tied up... Yukari may be a bit nasty, but she was Yukari's half-sister, so she was sure Yukari wouldn't go too far... Well, probably. Due to this reason, this artifact was hardly ever used since it arrived in Avelia's hands. Her magical talent was extremely high, and she was favored by all the gods, but not all of them favored her in a way that was acceptable, like the God of Binding, who favored her... ...Mostly this kind of shameful bondage... "Miss Avelia, have you ever felt... that magic power can't be used anymore, and being tied up by this rope is much like... well, much like wearing a forbidden magic collar." Avelia sweated a little. "A forbidden magic collar, isn't that only worn by criminals and slaves? What exactly did Phantom Lady do before she met her? A chimera with a hint of Outer God traits can't be that bad, right?" With a silk nightgown separating her from the soft body behind her, and being tied up in such an erotic manner, even if Ms. Phantom hadn't retaliated by tugging on the strand* of rope, she couldn't help but think about it, but still explained that "It is an artifact that solidifies mutual agreement into a contract and allows the God of Binding to witness it, but then again, since it is a rope that originated from the [Binding] Deity itself, it's to be expected to have a full-fledged restraining effect anyway." "So that's how it is...huh?" Suddenly realizing the gravity of the matter, Miss Phantom moved her wrists, causing the ropes that tightly bound her and the little princess to make a "crunching" sound, causing the untouched little princess to let out a gasp that would make one's bones tingle. "Uh-uh...Miss Phantom...what are you doing?" Miss Phantom's lavender eyes looked a little flustered, her legs sitting on her knees bound together moved uneasily, her soft blonde hair swayed with the movement of turning her head, intertwining with the little princess's snow-white hair behind her, dazzling a sense of forbidden beauty under the soft light, and her hands bound in parallel gently scratched the little princess who was tightly bound by the pale golden ropes along with herself a couple of times, just like a kitten. "Oi oi, according to what you said, then aren't we now... defenseless?" "That's true, but please also rest assured, Miss Phantom, this suite has been enveloped within the power of the [Holy Code], this city, no one can come in." "No...not this one, the one that was already in the room. That vampire sister of yours, I had her tied up and tempered for a while in that space...she seems to have a thing for you as well, would she..." "......" Avelia was confirming their fears. Crunch-

The rattling of the ropes tensing and relaxing with the girl's low whimpers echoed through the room. The delicate chandelier engraved with floral patterns and in a retro style emitted a soft warm light, caressing the elegantly decorated interior like a lover's hand, the soft bed with a dark base, a flamboyant top and four pillars at the corners, the Gothic mirrors with smooth surfaces and extremely intricate curved lines around the edges, the dark red walls with a single expensive painting and the church with an unknown golden floral relief, the slightly curved ceiling of the dome reflected the pale yellow light like the setting sun. The slightly curved ceiling of the dome reflects a yellowish halo of light like the setting sun, rendering a low and solemn atmosphere that seems to immerse into the heart of the visitor. The young girl with snow-white hair was currently forced to lie in a lazy position on the soft bed, and from the props placed on her, it was clear that this was not Onii-chan who was sleeping peacefully in her own room. Black leather blindfold unflinchingly will be clear and transparent beautiful eyes cover, belt and buckle around the back of the head buckle tightly closed, not a trace of slack, the cherry-colored lips * also slightly open and close, a small red ball into the lips, following the visual constraints on the girl's right to speak, from the slightly puffed up cheeks can be felt that the young girl's mouth was placed in a kind of silk fabric, and the ball of the mouth together, her words completely turned into a into an inauthentic moan. The girl's body was covered with a smooth silk quilt, as if the light fabric was only meant to cover, vaguely outlining the curves of her delicate and slender body, and by doing so, the white-haired girl's posture could also be seen. She was lying on her side on the bed, her slender arms were behind her, parallel folded together, vaguely a circle of rope tied tightly after the pair of white lotus root arms along the girl's back on the smooth skin upward, has been around the white neck and then in the white-haired girl's delicate clavicle knots, down the buds of the tender breasts outlining the uplift, but also slightly plunged into the white and snowy skin, in the young girl's body weaving a diamond like a delicate and beautiful pattern. Like a delicate and beautiful pattern, to the end around the girl's slender waist, tied with a knot like a demon to fit the pubic mound, strangled into the rope between the legs can not help but give birth to pink charming reverie. The slender legs that have practiced ballet-like dance cannot be separated a little more at this moment, the ropes that are as thick as the thickness of the pinky finger in groups of seven or eight will tie the thighs, above and below the knees, the calves, the ankles firmly together, and the ropes on the ankles are also connected to the arms that are placed in a flat stack, although not as harsh as the team of horses, but it also makes it impossible for the young girl to freely stretch out the legs straight. "Dang~dang~dang." The sound of knuckles gently knocking on the door rang out. The petite, porcelain doll-like Vinica pushed her way in, with two young girls in maid outfits following her, what seemed like a polite gesture just now could only be a humiliating flirtation in the current charming atmosphere. "Did you miss me, Avelia-sama~" With a smile on her lips, she said to the young girl bound to the bed. "Oooooh!" Sight was out of reach, obscured by darkness before her eyes, but Avelia wriggled her body a few times, struggling to make a sound in protest at the crunching of the ropes as they rubbed together. "Oops? Does my lovely sister have something to say?" Vinica gently pulled back the silk comforter and watched as the smooth, light fabric slowly slid off the young girl's baby-white skin, like a slow reveal of a delicious, savory meal, revealing a little bit of her white body behind the comforter that one would want to touch or even ravish as the process went on. The soft silk fell from Vinica's hand to the side, like the curtain on a play that opened with music. Wearing only gauzy underwear, the white-haired girl's extremely beautiful body curves, as well as the just-voiced baby's flawless skin, as well as the golden ropes that intertwine a tight network of ropes on this wonderful ketone body without any pity, these existences and the retro elegant room, together constitute a forbidden and seductive picture of absolute beauty. "Pop, pop." Vinica's fingertips rubbed and snapped crisply, and the blindfold that covered the little princess's eyes and the small ball that gagged her mouth fell in response. Lying on her side on the bed, Avelia narrowed her eyes slightly, the color tone and light source of the room was already dim and low, even after wearing the blindfold for a long time, she quickly adapted to the environment, only the red ball in front of her eyes on the low fall of crystalline liquid to make the girl's face, which was already slightly reddened because of the strands between her legs * rope tossing, even more delicate. Cut the ropes connecting the hands and feet, in the two maids assisted to sit up on her side, stuffed in the mouth of the silk scarf was Vinica one by one to take out, to be the last gagging dance soaked in perfumed wet after taking out, Avelia only gently dry cough two times. The golden rope that bound the girl's body was attached with [Magic Confinement] [Life Maintenance] [Body Cleansing] triple magic seals, maximizing her state.

The former Imperial Capital. A darkened temple, unapologetically situated on the heights in front of the Imperial Plaza, opposite the Church's sanctuary a few blocks away, the Alchemy is a prison, a prison before the execution of the Empire's remnants. It was a prison, a cell, a cage for the remnants of the Empire before their execution. "Uh...uh..." A young girl with the perfect posture of a doll behind a window was sitting on her knees on the dark ground, her slender body was wearing a gothic dress with a slightly darker style, the style was extremely complicated, and the hemline of the dress that was spread out due to her kneeling was embroidered with delicate dark patterns and lace charms, revealing a bit of the splendor of the Rococo style. Just look at the clothes, the girl seems to be a princess who is going to attend the banquet, but take your eyes off the clothes, you will realize that this girl who is dressed up is just a captive who is at the mercy of others. The voice of the oriole was firmly blocked by the pillar-shaped mouthpiece that was placed across the sandalwood mouth, and the black leather strap that extended out of it plunged into the delicate cheeks of the girl and was tied tightly behind her head and locked in place. Her long, silver-white hair, as clean as moonlight, fell like a waterfall down the young girl's back, which was forced to straighten up. Through the hair scattered and raised from time to time due to the struggle, you can see her elbows and a pair of black dress cuffs, firmly locked in the elbow joints above and below the wrists of the dark silver shackles, shackles as the center of the extension of a small finger-thick chains like countless tendrils towards the girl's body, crisscrossing around the delicate jade body, into the silk and the skin to weave out a fine diamond, will be the girl's double * peaks as well as Slim waist curve outlined more beautiful, and finally returned to the shackles will be tied together her arms and body firmly bound together. The girl's kneeling ankles were slightly bulging, and her long slender legs were also restrained by the shackles. Even through the gothic dress, one could visualize the girl's legs tightly bound by the chains extending from the shackles under the hem of the dress, unable to part like a mermaid's tail. Seems to be in order to match the dress and the girl herself, the shackle is extremely exquisite. Its surface is engraved with exceptionally elaborate floral relief decorations, as well as like water flowing dark light flowing along the lines, in addition to this restraint device also contains dozens of inside, such as precision instruments quietly running the spell array spells. [Magic Suppression] [Magic Confinement] [Magic Invalid Domain Field] [Weakness] [Physical Decay] [Mental Interference]... It was as if the restraining device that was created to suppress the dragon was used on the girl, but that wasn't the end of it, the weakening of the magic field was the most crucial step, but apart from the magic field --- --The black collar was tied around the girl's long and white swan neck, and four black spikes extended out from the inside of the collar to penetrate the skin and nail themselves firmly to the girl's neck, and just a drop of the poison that could turn an ordinary magician into a conscious but inactive vegetable was continuously injected into her tightly bound body by the spikes to bring about the [Black Poison] that far exceeded human physical qualities. The [Black Dragon] factor, which far exceeded human physical qualities, was suppressed to death. In the end, the Her captors fastened a section of the thick chain made of fine iron to the collar, and hooked the other end to the top of the hall, so that the young girl could only maintain a straight-backed and kneeling posture even if she was tired. "Well..." An eyepatch made of black silk obscured the maiden's vision, preventing her from seeing, but she was aware that she was not alone in the cage that had been built to hold her captive. Seven figures clad in robes stood in front of the young girl, who had been bound by the mysterious apparatus and enduring torture. Six of them had their figures wrapped in special power, and only their approximate size could be seen, while the one in the center had an unaffected physique as usual, only that his face was covered with a silver mask, and his true appearance could not be seen. "When will she be executed?" One of them inquired, his voice low and muddy, as if he were an aged old man. "The astral trajectory reveals the path of destiny, at the present time, ideology, politics, economy, means of production, and all social strata have entered the right track, and primitive technology has replaced mystical arcana as the pillar." Standing in the center, the man in the silver mask took two steps forward, his voice seemed to be synthesized by machinery, inaudible to both men and women. With that said he touched one knee to the ground and reached out his hand, gently straightening the messy bangs of the silver haired girl who was tightly bound by chains and shackles and forced to sit on her knees due to her struggles. Instead of having an effect, this caused the bound girl to shake her head vigorously and shake off his hand, the man in the silver mask did not get angry, he had already expected it and generally withdrew his palm, slowly straightening up. "At two o'clock in the afternoon three days from now, the finale of the change of the times can be performed." The final act. Using the blood of the old era's emperor to welcome the new era's arrival. ---- The words fell, and with them, time was frozen. Avelia stepped out from the shadows cast by the dark hall, her hands folded on her belly, her posture was very ladylike, her doll-like delicate face was calm, unable to see joy or anger, and she didn't see any surprise or panic in the color of her pupils. The pupil of her left eye seems to be erected like a reptile, and her gaze moves a little bit. First. Fell on another "self" that was firmly bound by chains and shackles. All over the layers of lace lace, the shape of the extravagantly gorgeous black gothic dress, tied to the neck of the neck of the gold and beads reflecting the necklace, silver-white hair dotted with jewels and onyx accessories, craftsmanship exquisite shape of the beautiful earrings, unabashedly show the royal family's extravagance and wastefulness. As for the restraints, there were only two restraining devices, the chains crawling all over the body were an appendage of the shackles, but Avelia knew clearly that they were specially made for herself, and all aspects of the details had been taken into consideration, so there was no chance to break free. "Like a little girl left to her own devices..."

Invisible gravity began to be visible to the naked eye, a translucent black sphere wrapped Avelia inside, the previous top-down pressure became omnipresent, the terrifying force was even more than before, directly pinning her firmly in place. Then the gravity field formed by the translucent black sphere began to tighten, like a black hole, the powerful gravitational force tore away all the surrounding materials. The earth, trees, and even the exposed underground depths of one rock after another were all attracted by the sphere, heavily smashed on its outer layer, nailed in the center, unable to move a little bit of Avelia only felt that the field of vision gradually darkened, until a giant rock was pulled by the gravitational force, the last of the light will be obscured. But that wasn't the end of it. Inside the sphere, where there was not a single ray of light and all was darkness, the black iron chains that had wrapped around Avelia's wrists earlier began to fulfill their mission faithfully. "Uhh!" ...... The chain... In the young girl's exclamation of surprise, it cooperated with the gravity that suppressed Avelia, little by little pulling her hands behind her back, accompanied by the crisp sound of chains colliding, like a snake that finally seized the opportunity to wrap around the young girl's slender arms in a circle, tightening, one of the chains separated separately, flexible swimming, through the horizontal strangulation of the wrists and arms of the chain from the center to tighten the young girl's small arms tightly pasted together and could not be separated Half a point. At the same time, while binding Avelia's hands into a y shape, more chains wrapped around the top and bottom of her chest*, twisted and tightened with the big arms behind her, the remaining chains from the snow white neck, licking the tender skin, respectively, diagonally downward strangled through the rope circle around the chest*, wrapped and tightened in the center, the "8" shape of the rope road to make the girl still The soft fabric on her body was taut, and her already beautiful breasts were forcibly outlined to become even fuller and more erect. "Hmm..." Being treated like this, even in her dragonized state, Avelia couldn't help but grunt lightly. "Can't move at all." "Is there any other magic that can... no... props... no, not even... no, nothing can break through this... umm... " Just as Avelia forced herself to think, the thumb-thick black iron chains had already forced her long, straight legs together, the black chains diving under her skirt, binding her thighs, above and below her knees, her calves, her ankles, and even the insteps of her feet wrapped in high heels and stockings tightly in a single circle, the center of the rope circle tightened with a chain wrapped around the same as her hands. "...It's not over yet...uh..." The chain that bound Avelia's heels and insteps began to pull towards her back, folding her calves backward, the chain that tied her insteps finally connected to the rope that bound her peaks at her back, and continued to tighten, the final severe team bondage forced Avelia's thighs and breasts to bend up, the backs of her beautiful feet tensed up in the direction of the chain, and the whole person became a "c" word. The whole person became a "c". Ha... Avelia gasped heavily, the friction between her forced breasts and the chains gave her a strange sensation, she tried to twist her body to break free, but... "Mmm... so tight..." Under the pressure of the chains and gravity, the young girl could hardly move even a single finger in this space filled with darkness. The current her finally had a tangible feeling for the decoy doppelganger thrown out in the Vinica incident, and this time ...... the chains that bound her seemed to carry sealing related spells, and the flow of magical power was near stagnant after being tied up like this. "Just be quiet now." Sensing that the young girl had lost the strength to struggle, Joseph lowered his hand. From the outside world, what this Saint ended up with was a giant sphere more than ten meters in diameter, formed by the accumulation of dense brown rocks, and the key to their plan, the young girl with the forbidden power, was confined in the core of the spherical rock by both gravity and chains. "That power will always have to be dealt with ...... as well as the boy had the foresight to do so." Joseph reached out and grabbed towards the air, pitch-black light flickered and a dark silver collar with an unknown pattern carved on its surface appeared in his hand. With a lift of his hand, he directly threw the collar towards the spherical rock, and at the moment of contact, the collar, like it was no longer in the same dimension as the rock, directly passed through the rock and approached Avelia in the very center. Click! A darkness in front of her eyes, the young girl who can't see anything only felt something cold and metallic around her neck, and then with a soft sound of locking, that beautiful face was slightly twisted due to pain, her silver teeth were clenched together, but the muffled grunts could not be suppressed, the gravity compression was like a sculpture created for her, so that she, who was imprisoned in it, didn't even have the qualification of struggling. Cough... It's so hard... Avelia closed her eyes, and everything that belonged to her... the power of the dragon... the magic... it was as if it had never existed, disappearing without a trace the moment the metal object around her neck closed and locked. The jewel-like delicate and beautiful red pupils of her eyes were covered with a layer of watery mist, and after coming to this world again, she, who had been blessed by Heaven's Providence, experienced for the first time the feelings of an ordinary girl. Tied up like this, pinned down by gravity, with only endless darkness at the end of her vision, depression, pain, and despair kept pouring out from the bottom of her heart, Avelia couldn't help but think of all the things she had seen in the prophecy. Dressed in the expensive dresses that represented the old times, she was bound by shackles, and her hands and feet were tied. The crowded square. The guillotine in the center of the square... ...Will I...become what I saw in the prophecy? --Will I become what was foretold?