Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 511

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?”

“She is the favorite chosen by Lord Sirius.”

“Favorite?”

“Yes, our Lord Sirius chooses a minion every year, and that little bastard… the imprint on Nora Wodehouse’s

shoulder is the symbol of the favorite.”

Milo wanted to call the girl a little bastard, but seeing John staring at him, he changed his words hastily.

Only then did John know that the girl’s name was Nora Wodehouse.

“But what about the favorite?” John asked out the doubt in his heart.

Milo spat out a mouthful of blood and said, “The so-called favorite means being lucky enough to be the sacrifice of Lord Sirius. Only by sacrificing one favorite yearly will Lord Sirius continue to protect us.”

“Absurd!”

When John heard these words, he was furious.

For such a child to be used as a sacrifice, and to be called a favorite, was simply cruel and senseless.

That Lord Sirius was not a good thing.

Milo didn’t think so and said with a distorted mind, “We are most proud to be the favorite of Lord Sirius, but that bastard doesn’t cherish and wants to escape….

“Nonsense!”

John kicked Milo on the head and said coldly, “Where is your totem family? Tell me now!”

“Ahem…”