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Chapter 4170

Morticia was quick-witted. She knew Darryl was trying to make her beg him when she saw him

squinting. 'But I'm one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs and the number one Witch among the fiend race.

How could I submit to him?'

She bit her lips and tried to activate the Power of the Fiend Soul to ward off the Abyss Chill Poison.

However, the chill poison had already spread throughout her body and was out of control.

After a few moments, Morticia's lips turned white and her delicate face was full of pain. She had

reached her limit. She attempted to suppress the pain, but it did not work. On contrary, the power of

the chill poison became even more intense and had erupted. A cold wind constantly filled the air.

Seeing Morticia had refused to compromise and would never submit to him, Darryl was speechless

and thought the Witch was too competitive.

Then, he grinned and said, "Fine. Let bygones be bygones. Fiend Martyr, stop trying to hold on.

Quickly come under my protective shield."

Immediately, he activated the power of Bird Ancestor and waved his hand, forming a protective

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shield made of blazing flame. However, the protective shield was rather small and could only

accommodate two people.

Seeing that, Morticia's delicate face turned red. 'Darryl is despicable. He made the

protective shield so small on purpose. I'm completely naked and if I go over there, he

might touch me. I bet he did it on purpose.'

"Make it bigger," Morticia said impatiently.

Darryl forced a smile. "Fiend Martyr, don't make this difficult for me. Your palm attack was

too intense. This is good considering I could not make such a size."

Morticia stomped her feet. 'What a b*stard. He's looking for excuses. As if all of this is my

fault.'

She was torn. She did not want to go over and be taken advantage of by Darryl. However,

she did not have a choice as the chill poison in her body had gotten stronger. Her Power of

the Fiend Soul had reached its limit and she would be frozen to death if she waited any

longer.

After a few seconds of inner struggle, Morticia did not hesitate anymore. She pursed her

lips and entered the protective shield of blazing flame created by Darryl.

As she entered the protective shield, Darryl smelled a fragrance and he was mesmerized.

His eyes could not help but appraise Morticia up close.

It was undeniable that Morticia had a perfect body.

As the protective shield only covered a small area, Morticia was standing close to Darryl

and from the outside, the situation would be easy to misunderstand. If other people from

the fiend race saw them, they would be shocked. They would wonder how could the

number one Witch be in Darryl's arm completely naked? If that story spread around, it

would definitely cause an uproar in the entire fiend race.

At that moment, Morticia felt Darryl’s gaze all over her body. She turned red in the face as

she bit her lips till it was almost bleeding. She was uncomfortable but she also did not

dare move about.

Under such torment, Morticia said coldly, "Darryl, I'm warning you. Stop pulling tricks on

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me. Otherwise, I’ll kill you."

"Fiend Martyr, you are high and mighty. How could I pull any tricks on you? Plus, it's not

like I lack women back in the Nine Mainland," Darryl replied.

"You..."

"Fiend Martyr, you better not move about. My body is weak now and this protective shield won't last

too long."

"Stop pulling that trick with me. I bet you did it on purpose..."

Darryl and Morticia could not stop bickering with each other, and before they knew it, a few minutes

had passed and the ice on Morticia's body melted rapidly. Not only that, but the chill beyond the

protective shield had also disappeared.

"Fiend Martyr, the chill is gone. It should be fine now." Darryl smiled as he withdrew the shield.

Morticia ignored him and turned around to grab some clothes and put them on. Her delicate face

was angry and she felt awkward.

Finally, after a few minutes, Morticia calmed down and ordered Darryl, ’ Darryl, you must not tell

anyone about what happened, otherwise, I'll never forgive you."

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