Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

s only tightly hugging her from behind, and she held him tightly around the neck. 。After a long while, a very long while....Until both of them were breathless, until their lips had become slightly sw..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonred her words in a low voice, and at the same time, a flash of light emanated from her mecha's hand, where a soul導 weapon had appeared. 。It looked like a huge gun, long and slender, over two meters l...