Fallen Angel [Fallen Angel]

Chp.20: elena's hidden nature

"Clark .. It's true that you won't leave me either" hugged Elena tightly, still crying.

"just relax, you still have me. Look at my face for a moment and remember that the person in front of you can understand yourself" Clark smiled sweetly, touching Elena's face.

"thankfully, hiks Clark .. "he could not help his crying.Her self again hugged Clark tightly.

"already, if you want to protect the people you love .. you have to be strong!. if you want to .. I can be your master" slowly the ex-angel patted her on the shoulder.

"hiks .. emm, I want a master" Elena agreed, her self was no longer willing to lose a precious figure.

his demonic feelings were already excited, a hint of Clark's purplish aura leaked out "a little more... A little more, just keep hanging on with me, cry as much as you can, keep on, keep on, do as you please, keep on, I'll make you obey.I'll add to the pressure"

as the hug scene unfolded a spear shot towards Elena's back. Clark smiled cunningly when his spear almost hit Elena.

"his last moment of pressure" Clark quickly injured his own hand with his fingernails, leaving a fair amount of fresh blood in his midst, his movements were dozens of times faster than the current speed of the spear.

as if time stopped, no one around could see Clark's movements so agile.

when he finished, Clark held the spear that almost hit Elena's back.

teng ...

the sound of the falling spear sounded quite clear.

"GDHHHH!!!" Clark shouted, from his face looked very painful.His hands were injured quite badly.he moved his hands until finally splashed blood exposed Elena's face that was turning away.

"MASTER!!!" Elena was increasingly distressed. she was too afraid to accept the reality, had just lost her family and friends, now even her master was made hurt.

"master your hand .. for the sake of protecting me master to do something like this!" her hands shook violently when she touched Clark's wrist.The blood on her face she didn't clean, Elena was thinking more about blood.

"ugh ... It's okay" Clark is holding back his pain.

"looking at your sad charade makes me sick, so I want to kill you both with the spear.well even if it doesn't work out anyway"

prok prok prok

"i admit your level of vigilance is above average" the masked leader clapped his hands as well as the other subordinates.

Clark could only be silent without shaking, a word was not spoken.he realized earlier still holding his wound, his blood was flowing down. his expression could not be hidden from Elena.

"the master's blood is so much, the master looks in pain, they injure the master" his inner being with his mouth open and eyes rounded.

"if it continues like this I will lose my master, my precious master, my family master, my beloved master, master, master, master, master, master, master, master, master, master, master ... what am I supposed to do?" Elena kept thinking about Clark.

"those fools have already got my family killed, they now want to make the master too so, oh... master ... I will not let them hurt the master, the master belongs to me hehe" Elena got up, her head lowered. A smile of pleasure had already radiated clearly on her face.

"Elena what do you want to do, aghh .." she tried to grip Elena's hand with the injured hand.

"can't you not use magic, even when fighting snake monsters you don't realize you'd be hurt against them all"

"ah master is so cute, he worries about me. His blood sticks in my hands hehe" Elena's inner self was delighted.

"will not be my master!, this dear disciple of yours will be more careful and give them a proper lesson for injuring MASTER!!!" his gaze turned like a wolf wanting to pounce on its prey, from the beginning his words were sweet but at the end the words instead looked terrifying as well as suppressing.

"do it as you please"

"hehe's the best master" she replied gently but instantly remained silent as she stood looking at the group of masked men.

"ah Elena, you've fallen into my trap. From now on you'll lose your old personality forever, show me how much you've changed" inner Clark while recovering his hands little by little so that no one noticed him.

"taught us a lesson you said earlier?, ckck a boy was dreaming.You guys taught him a lesson" the gold-masked man told his subordinates to attack Elena.

"don't get revenge well boy" his two subordinates came forward carrying a spear in his hand, he ran over to Elena.

"a "dead" magic circle appeared on Elena's palm, a water-shaped sword was slowly seen.he hurriedly grasped her and slashed her onto them.

Slash ...

his sword like elongated itself, his blade sliced the two people who wanted to attack him, his second body cut very neatly. Elena looked delighted when she saw her second splash of blood.

"hahaha, how does it feel whether it hurts?, pain does hahaha, the master also feels pain. uh but they both like his not feeling it because it is dead" though the scenery in front of her could have made people vomit when they saw her, but Elena even like satisfied.

his evil desires want more blood than the man who has killed his family and wounded his teacher.

"master's blood must be paid for lives, you guys should be quiet enough and let me kill you all"

"crazy boy!" shouted the masked leader while throwing 2 spears.

Elena of course did not stay still, when she was about to hit her first Elena raised one more sword in her next hand.she used two swords in order to fend off the spear completely.

ting .. ting ...

two spears were dropped, Elena was still vigilantly waiting if there was a follow-up attack that would hit her.

sure enough, a huge fireball measuring 2 times his head shot out fast enough to almost hit Elena's face.

Fortunately there was a man who appeared suddenly was holding his fireball, his handsome face can captivate anyone if he seriously seduces her.well who else if not Clark the fallen angel.

"the waiter also turned out to be your ability even though he never practiced" Clark stroked Elena's hair.

"master!" she felt a sense of familiarity, Elena knew that Clark was the one who was protecting and stroking her even though he did not turn around to look.