Pheromone Recognition Disorder

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    Dark and stuffy bedroom, messy and blood-stained bedding.

    The rich and sticky alpha pheromone, representing the lustful, sticky and wet breath, and the sweet smell of blood, diffused in the air...

    The frightened mega girl curled up in the corner of the big bed , eyes widened, trembling hands gripping the handle of the dagger, as for the blade, it has completely submerged into the abdomen of the man in front of him.

    A large amount of blood poured out, soaking through her thin and trembling fingers, and then submerged in the fingers, dripping from the wrist bones, and soaked into the broken snow-colored skirt, like blooming camellias one after another, gorgeous and beautiful. .

    [You... Ceci... Leah you...]

    The man vomited a lot of blood when he opened his mouth. But in the next second, the golden stigmata emerged from the surface of his skin and repaired immediately.

    boom--!

    The girl pushed him away sharply, but instead of running, she aimed at the man's throat to stab him again, because the throat and the heart are the same fatal point, but the former is more fragile.

    However, at this moment, the stigmata suddenly resisted the blade.

    Cecilia's pupils narrowed to the extreme.

    escape!

    ——Because the best time has been missed.

    Realizing this, Cecilia immediately flipped out of the bed in a panic, and fell heavily. Her forehead and knees suddenly turned blue, she didn't care, she just wiped the blood on her face, got up, rushed to the door, smashed the lock with a dagger like crazy, and ran out regardless.

    Run away ....

    run away....

    Cecilia's long hair is messy, her face is covered in blood, she is barely clothed, almost half naked, but she still doesn't stop, staggers Staggering, staggering. The bare feet left a trail of mottled blood-colored footprints on the icy metal ground.

    boom--!

    In a panic, she knocked open a door.

    Light poured out from inside and landed on the girl's embarrassed and blood-stained face.

    It was resplendent inside, and the bright light almost made Cecilia feel dizzy.

    It seems that a solemn ceremony is being held here, and dozens of beta believers are quietly crawling on the ground, nervous and uneasy.

    ——That day was the day when the Saintess chose her personal apostles.

    Cecilia looked up dumbfounded. At that time, the holy and beautiful Holy Maiden was sitting on a high white jade seat, her golden eyelashes were hanging down, and her sapphire-like cold eyes reflected the filthy and dirty self at the door. .

    At that moment, it was like a snow lotus that was born to grow in the clouds with no intention of drooping its eyes, and caught a glimpse of the nameless flower that was about to rot in the mud of the dark sewer.

    [Well, since I have to choose an apostle....] The

    blond and blue-eyed saint raised her hand and pointed at the filthy mega girl at the door,

    [—then I want her. ]

    And just like that, Cecilia was chosen by Her Royal Highness.

    It was also the first time that she had become the focus of countless envious and jealous eyes.