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Chapter 4592

After a long while, Morticia finally slipped to the side as she fell asleep.

At that moment, Morticia's Power of the Fiend Soul had returned to normal.

Indeed, the heavenly spiritual aura in the Talisman Amulet had been passed to Darryl's

body after their bodies touched. The heavenly spiritual aura and the Power of the Fiend

Soul were incompatible. It was life- threatening to Morticia, but it was like an immortality

potion to Darryl.

Darryl sat on the side. He felt as if his body had improved almost to the point of

perfection, and his power had been enhanced after absorbing the aura from the Talisman

Amulet.

Darryl was thrilled, but at the same time, he felt perplexed.

'F*ck! I slept with a Fiend Martyr.' He tilted his head to look at Morticia as he thought to

himself. He was stunned, and he felt a chill down his spine.

He noticed it when Morticia was awake. Her delicate face was still slightly flushed, and her

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eyes were glaring at Darryl with anger and hostility!

’Such a strong murderous vibe!'

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he felt Morticia's deadly glare. He gasped for air.

Quickly, Darryl tried to calm down.

He knew that Morticia had survived the danger of her chaotic fiend soul. Her body was

weak, and she was harmless.

'Plus, whatever happened just now was her initiative. In one way or another, I even saved

her life. Why should I be afraid of her?'

Darryl calmed down.

Slap!

Suddenly, Morticia sat up and pursed her lips as she slapped Darryl. Her eyes were full of

resentment as she said, ’ You ruined my purity! I want to kill you!" Her face was filled with

fury!

'As one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, I was defiled by a man. That is even worse than

dying!'

'F*ck! That Fiend Martyr's temper is something.' Darryl held his face frustratedly as he

sighed. "You're so unreasonable. It was you who initiated it. How can you say that I defiled

you? Plus, you almost died from the psychotic break. If it were not for me who absorbed

the energy, you'd be dead now.

"In other words, I saved your life again. How can you bite the hand that feeds you?" As he

spoke, he sized Morticia up. It was undeniable that Morticia was an absolute beauty. Her

body and her face were the embodiments of perfection.

Darryl lingered in the memory of what happened earlier.

"You-" Morticia was angry, and she bit her lips until they almost bled.

‘That b*stard defiled me, and now he's talking nonsense.' Whenever Morticia recalled her

intimacy with Darryl, she would feel agonized. She even had suicidal thoughts. She

refused to accept the fact.

However, Morticia was unable to refute Darryl's words. 'After all, I did get struck by the

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Talisman Amulet that caused my fiend soul to be in disorder, and I even lost my mind.'

Morticia was baffled, and she glared at Darryl fiercely.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense, but at the same time, it was quite mysterious.

Finally, Morticia said coldly, "Say whatever you want! No matter what, you must die

today!" She raised her hand and formed a dagger. Then, she heartlessly stabbed Darryl's

chest.

Even though Morticia was weak, she was still fast as lightning.

Morticia was stubborn in her quest to kill him, so Darryl did not know whether to cry or

laugh. He quickly avoided her and said frustratedly, "This doesn’t make any sense! If you

think about it-you took advantage of me, but now you want to kill me. Plus, I've saved you

twice. Is that how you repay kindness?"

Though Morticia was fast, Darryl could still avoid her effortlessly.

'Shut up!" Morticia's face reddened.

Immediately, she held the dagger tightly and stabbed Darryl again.

Darryl's head ached. Morticia was extremely weak at that moment, and he thought he

should not fight back. He could only avoid her and say, "If you do that again, don't blame

me for what I'll do next."

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