Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 511 Favorite?

Milo said, “Lord Sirius has protected the members of our totem family. At critical times, we can obtain the power bestowed by Lord Sirius. But there is a limit on the number of times.

“Every time we borrow Lord Sirius’ power, we must sacrifice a third of our souls.”

Milo raised his arm with difficulty and pointed to his eyes.

The whites of his eyes had turned entirely red, only the pupil, which was still the original pitch-black color.

Milo said, “I borrowed Lord Sirius’ power once before, and today is the second time. So two-thirds of my soul has been sacrificed. If I sacrifice again, my eyeballs will completely turn red.”

“What will happen then?”

“At that time, my soul will become a part of Lord Sirius, and Lord Sirius will control my body. But it is the honor of every member of our totem family to be able to integrate with Lord Sirius.”

As Milo spoke, he revealed a proud expression.

John felt it was highly perverted.

That Lord Sirius must be not good.

But there were still many totem families like this hidden in this world.

John thought for a while and said with a strange expression. “Since you think it is a kind of honor, why don’t you summon it again? Did not your soul be sacrificed to it three times?”

Milo smiled wryly and shook his head. “Do you think I don’t want to? It’s just that in a short time, I can’t summon Lord Sirius twice.”

“That’s a pity. You are destined not to die for your honor today.”

John said something ironic, glanced at Milo again, and asked, “What’s the matter with that girl?”

is the favorite chosen by

“Favorite?”

Sirius chooses a minion every year, and that little bastard… the imprint on Nora Wodehouse’s shoulder is

call the girl a little bastard, but seeing John staring

John know that the girl’s name was

asked

be the sacrifice of Lord Sirius. Only by sacrificing one favorite yearly will Lord Sirius continue

“Absurd!”

John heard these words,

child to be used as a sacrifice, and to be called a favorite, was simply cruel and

not a good

are most proud to be the favorite of Lord Sirius, but

“Nonsense!”

Milo on the head and said coldly, “Where is your

“Ahem…”

blood in pain but with a distorted smile on his face. He stared at John contemptuously and said, “Oracle

the address!”

shouted coldly again.

and continued saying, “I admit you have some strength.

to tell

you before? People like us all looked down on you and thought you were

indeed different from

those cultivators in the Alps Mountain or our totem families hidden in the world, we

become our hindrance and waste

young age, proving your outstanding cultivation talent. I advise you to stop worrying about these and spend more time

hell with your so-called

Boom!

talking

you to tell me the address, and you just talk nonsense to