"Downton, kill her quickly. The original power of the evil god is eroding her body. Once completed, she will be a terrifying battle puppet!"

"Just kill me!"

Juliet, who had no love left, knelt on the ground, with pear blossoms in the rain, and expressed her last plea, "Please! Don't let me make any more mistakes!"

"Downton, let's do it. The puppet controlled by the evil god, which has never recovered, will become a loyal dog that obeys her words."

Juliet's life experience was miserable enough, and Moriah also wanted her to be happy, but the goddess of fate played a cruel joke on her.

"Downton, do it!"

Juliet was crying and urging because she felt that her right hand was holding a long sword and was about to stab Downton. She could hardly control her body.

Consciousness is quickly lost.

"Homer, is there no other way?"

Downton yelled anxiously.

"Only kill her!"

Homer comforted, "This is a relief for you all!"

"I don't want to fight you as a puppet!"

Juliet wailed.

"Just kill me!"

There was no time. With the injection of the power of the evil god, the evil magic pattern tattoo appeared on Juliet's skin, emitting a strange light.

"Kill her or be killed by her, no matter which choice you choose, it will be a tragedy." The evil god sang loudly, "Only tragedy can last forever."

"What kind of fucking evil are you talking about?"

Downton roared, then grabbed the soul of Hades and slashed at Juliet.

"Did you see it? In order to reduce the number of enemies, he still chose to kill you. This man is not worthy of your deep love at all!"

The evil god continues to enchant Juliet.

"Thank you!"

The maid took a deep look at Downton and then closed her eyes. She had given up. To be honest, she didn't care about life.

Whoosh!

The divine sword slashed down and exploded the evil god's head floating above Juliet's head. Afterwards, Downton threw away the Soul of the Underworld and hugged Juliet.

The maid felt a pair of warm lips on her mouth, and the breath on her cheeks always haunted her, so familiar that she couldn't believe it.

"I was kissed by Downton?"

Juliet did not open her eyes because she was worried that this dream would be shattered.

"Juliet, look at me and don't give up hope!"

Downton yelled.

Then, those moist and hot lips pressed against her again.

"Downton, it's useless!"

Moria Song and Cheap God Urgent.

"Shut up!"

Downton scolded.

Juliet opened her eyes and saw Downton's eyes, looking at her with worry, just like the look he had when he saved her in the lava secret realm.

So many years have passed. Downton has gone from a civilian postman to the uncrowned king of the northern continent, to an alternate pope, to the fiancé of Sissi and Di Lanxue. He has become the continent's number one military god, and is someone many people look up to.

He couldn't even see his existence, but he still cared about himself, caring about himself, a piece of trash that was worse than a lowly weed.

"Why?"

Juliet cried and complained that it turned out that Downton had never thought of killing her. How could she repay this kindness?

"I know your experience. I know you have never had a good life. Are you willing? Are you going to surrender to fate?"

Downton grabbed Juliet's shoulders. Between his fingers, a mysterious power was injected into the maid's body. Even he didn't notice it.

"People like me don't deserve happiness at all!"

Juliet struggled.

"Listen to me, no one is unworthy, and happiness must be earned by yourself." Downton yelled, "I know you love me, but I think it's just worship, because I pulled you out of the mire of hell.

Come out, maybe in a few years you will meet a man who loves you!"

"Yes, I worship you, but I love you even more. You are my god!"

Juliet risked her life and confessed loudly, "I am willing to give everything for you. I will be by your side for the rest of my life, even if I am just a lowly maid."

"You don't need to ruin yourself. Trust me, wait a few more years. If you still love me, I will accept you and become a family member."

Downton made a promise.

"What?"

Juliet was stunned, the happiness came so suddenly that she couldn't believe it.

"I can't guarantee that I will love you, but I will try my best to make you happier!"

Downton spoke sincerely, but he used a language trap. He said he wanted to accept Juliet, or as a god-sister.

"No, I have hurt you. I don't deserve it. Sissi and the others will not forgive me."

Juliet shook her head.

"No, no one has ever resented you."

Downton retorted, "Twilight and the others are kind!"

"Haha, this performance is so wonderful. Life is boring and you really need some relief." The Evil God teased, "If you are willing to be my servants and perform operas for me, I can spare your lives."

"Sorry, you'll die soon!"

Downton looked at him coldly.

"Well, that's a shame."

The evil god sighed, "This farce must be over. Juliet, kill him!"

puff!

Juliet's arm pierced Downton's chest.

"No!"

The maid screamed, heartbroken.

"Ahem, don't give up, don't give up!"

Downton coughed up blood, but did not push Juliet away because he was hurt. Instead, he hugged her tightly, "Come on, you are a genius too, don't lose to the will of the evil god!"

"I……"

Downton's blood sprayed on her body, and the moist heat and affection made Juliet cry bitterly.

"Huh? Why didn't you crush his heart?"

The evil god was puzzled and realized that Juliet had blocked the infection of will.

"Don't hurt her!"

Sensing that Homer was about to attack, Downton stopped him.

"This is……"

Mollie was astonished. She saw Downton's blood seeping into Juliet's body, just like withered hay becoming plump after being moistened by rain and dew.

boom!

A circle of black aura exploded. The Evil God's head, which had regrouped on Juliet's head, also exploded.

"Damn it, who are you? Why do you cause harm to me?"

The evil god was shocked.

"He's the one who wants to kill you!"

Downton roared angrily. Seeing that the blood was effective, he cut his wrist open and pressed it on Juliet's mouth.

"Very good, I'll wait for you at the summit hall!"

The evil god leaves.

"Ahem!"

Juliet finally regained her consciousness, glanced at Downton, and then looked away with self-reproach, "I'm sorry."

"Stop saying these words and take good care of yourself!"
To be continued...