Pheromone recognition disorder

Chapter 77: SSS-level assets

Chapter 77: SSS-level assets

  

  The dark and damp bedroom, the messy and blood-stained bedding.

  The thick and sticky alpha pheromone, the sticky and wet smell of love, and the sweet smell of blood, diffused in the air... The

  frightened omega girl curled up in the corner of the big bed, her eyes wide open, her trembling hands tightly grasping the handle of the dagger, and the blade had completely sunk into the abdomen of the man in front of her.

  A large amount of blood gushed out, soaking her thin and trembling fingers, then sank into the gaps between her fingers, dripping from her wrist bones, and soaking into the broken snow-colored skirt, like a blooming camellia, gorgeous and beautiful.

  [You... Cecilia... Leah you...]
  The man opened his mouth and vomited a large amount of blood. But the next second, the golden stigmata emerged from the surface of his skin and immediately repaired.

  Bang!
  The girl pushed him away, but she didn't run. She aimed at the man's throat and was about to stab him again, because the throat and the heart are both fatal points, but the former is more vulnerable.

  However, at this moment, the stigma suddenly blocked the blade.

  Cecilia's pupils shrank to the extreme.

  Escape!
  ——Because the best opportunity has been missed.

  Realizing this, Cecilia immediately fell off the bed in a panic and fell heavily. Her forehead and knees were suddenly bruised. 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 of anything.

  Escape...

  Escape...

  Cecilia's long hair was messy, her face and body were covered with blood, she was half-naked, but she didn't stop, stumbling and stumbling. Her bare feet left a series of mottled bloody footprints on the cold metal ground.

  Bang!
  In a panic, she broke open a door.

  Light poured out from inside, falling on the girl's embarrassed and bloody face.

  The golden and magnificent light inside almost made Cecilia feel dizzy.

  It seemed that some solemn ceremony was being held here, and dozens of beta believers were quietly crawling on the ground, nervous and uneasy.

  ——That day was the day when the saint selected a personal apostle.

  Cecilia looked up blankly. At that time, the holy and beautiful Saint was sitting on a high white jade seat, with golden eyelashes drooping, and her cold sapphire eyes reflected the embarrassed and dirty self at the door.

  At that moment, it was like a snow lotus born to grow in the clouds accidentally lowered its eyes and caught a glimpse of the nameless flower that was about to rot in the mud of the dark sewer.

  [Well, since you have to choose an apostle...]
  The saint with blonde hair and blue eyes raised her hand and pointed at the dirty and embarrassed omega girl at the door,

  [——Then I want her. ]
  Just like that, Cecilia was chosen by the Saint.

  That was also the first time she became the focus of countless envious and jealous eyes.