Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel 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 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.