Chapter 107 The Son of the Fallen Evil God

The tears that fell on his cheeks were light and cold.

...but the evil god was scalding and trembling slightly.

"What are you doing?" He lay on the bed and asked in a hoarse voice, looking at the Son above.

The white-haired youth straightened up slightly, looked at him with those sad eyes that made the evil god almost want to flee in embarrassment on the spot, and asked softly, "My God, you have been refusing to tell me the truth, is it because of this?"

The evil god opened his mouth: "I..."

He didn't understand, where the hell did he reveal himself?

Obviously, he never showed his true face when he used the identity of the evil god to get along with the holy son. Even if the tone just now sounded a little less "the god of light", he could immediately think of his identity and even guess the god of light. It's his past... It's too unbelievable, isn't it?

"Because, you are my most steadfast belief." The white-haired young man said, "I am not following the light, nor any church, but you. So, no matter what you become, I will always accompany you. by your side."

The evil god sat up from the bed, he regained his attire when he was in the abyss, and looked at the determined look on his face with a complicated expression.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" At this time, his tone became colder, "You are the holy son of the Church of Light, don't say you're depraved, even if you just have a hint of depravity, the people of the church I will never let you go."

"Then let them come." The white-haired youth showed a magnanimous and fearless smile, staring at the evil god's eyes no longer with the hatred and coldness of the past, but full of the same trust as when he treated the light god, "I'm not afraid Death, my God, my only fear is that you will be completely disappointed in this world and abandon your most faithful believers."

"I have long been disappointed in this world." The evil spirit said coldly.

"Then I'll go to the abyss with you." The white-haired youth said without hesitation.

"...It is impossible for humans to live in the abyss for a long time, unless you really don't want to live anymore."

Rao is the evil god who has lived for thousands of years, and he also felt a headache in the face of such a difficult son.

He was like asking the other party, you were not like this, how did you suddenly become so... active after knowing your identity?

But it would be a lie to say that it was not moved.

The Evil God sighed, stretched out his hand and embraced the Holy Son in his arms, the white-haired youth wrapped his slender waist under the god's black robe with attachment, and rested his chin on his broad shoulders and neck. This action can be called arrogance, but the evil god condoned his behavior, and extended his hand, slowly stroking the long soft hair as pale as moonlight in his arms.

"My child," said a low, hoarse voice with a hint of tenderness in the Son's ear, "I understand what you mean, but you don't have to. I admit that for thousands of years, you are the most loyal believer I have ever seen, So... this news, I will only tell you one person."

He stepped back a little distance, looked at Lin Xiaodong calmly, and said lightly, "I'm going to die."

The Holy Son was shocked: "My God, what did you say!?"

"I didn't lie to you," the evil spirit said, "Originally, after I fell, my vitality was severely damaged, and I have been hiding in the abyss to recuperate. You also know that the source of my beliefs has been further suppressed by the Guangming Church in the past few hundred years. Cut off, although it still has godhood, but with the passage of power, it will eventually become dust in the abyss."

The white-haired youth suddenly stood up from the bed, clenched his fists and said, "Then I will betray the church now and recruit believers for you! As long as you have the power of faith, can you recover?"

"And then create the next Church of Light?" The Evil God asked rhetorically.

"..." The Holy Son was speechless.

"So, I never planned to recruit believers," Evil God said, "I am the only god on this continent. I have existed for thousands of years in history, and I have long wanted to experience the feeling of death. "

"No," the white-haired young man shook his head desperately, "I don't want you to die...Even if you want it, I absolutely won't allow it!"

The evil god laughed.

He broke away from the heavy state just now, and soon returned to his former appearance of a fallen evil spirit with a bit of malice and a pleasant expression on his face even when he laughed. Gradually surrounded the entire bedroom, blocking the moonlight outside the window.

Even the Evil God's body, which was originally the same as that of a human, began to show signs of a demon, and his body was even higher. When he was sitting, he could look at Lin Xiaodong who was standing on the bed.

Hearing the overwhelmed creaking sound of the bed, Lin Xiaodong, who had been acting vigorously, finally came back to his senses and looked at the evil god who revealed his true abyss: "My god...you, what are you doing?"

Although the one in front of him does have the face of Gu Xi, he is a god after all!

And because of the huge difference in body size between the Heretic God and himself, it was difficult for Lin Xiaodong to connect the two most of the time.

It always feels like... he seems to have put a green hat on Lao Gu?

The Evil God stretched out his sharp black nails, trying to wipe away the tears on the young man's face, but because he didn't control his strength, Lin Xiaodong felt a slight tingling pain - it must be a broken skin, needless to say.

"I'm going to die anyway," the Evil God leaned down, looked at him subconsciously shrinking, and let out a low smile, "Before I die, let me taste the delicious little lamb, isn't it too much?"

"Ah?" Lin Xiaodong foolishly thought he wanted to eat sheep, and immediately turned around to leave, "Then I'll cook it for you... uh!"

His pupils shrank, looking at the black mucus that suddenly bound his limbs, he suddenly thought that he had returned to the first day he had just crossed into this world.

Therefore, the white-haired young man thought desperately, the "little lamb" he just said was actually referring to himself?

"Let me think about it, where is the best place to start?" The evil god stood in front of Lin Xiaodong, who was trapped on the black cross and forced to open his limbs, touched his chin, and thought seriously, "Well, breasts The meat looks very tender, but the butt seems to be very good..."

He glanced at it, and the black mucus immediately flattered and stretched out a tentacle, tore off the white pajamas, and showed the evil god the child's elastic and soft breasts.

Lin Xiaodong began to be afraid.

With tears in his eyes, the white-haired youth looked at the tall evil god in front of him tremblingly, but summoned his courage and said, "My, my god, are you hungry?"

"Yeah." The evil spirit asked deliberately, "My little lamb, aren't you afraid? You just said you wanted to follow me to the abyss."

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

Let your mouth jian! He slapped himself hard inwardly.

"Then, then you can eat it," he closed his eyes righteously, not believing that the evil god would really kill him when he killed Lin Xiaodong, and if he contributed two pieces of meat, he would lose weight, "I try not to cry of pain...but No guarantee." He opened his eyes and added quickly.

The evil god finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he lowered his head and laughed sullenly.

Really, how can you be so cute?

The evil god's big hand grabbed the white-haired youth's waist, and his beautiful skin like black pearls almost made him fall in love. The black slime retreated from the youth like a tide of interest, but still left some companions, turned into slender ropes wrapped/wrapped around the body, and offered the god's favorite sacrifice to its owner...

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After waking up the next day, Lin Xiaodong's room had disappeared from the evil spirits.

He lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head, thinking about what he had done last night.

But what remained in Lin Xiaodong's mind was the endless darkness that suffocated him, and the heat and madness that he could clearly feel through his body even though he couldn't see it.

... just outrageous.

The evil god can do whatever he wants because he is a god. Lin Xiaodong was frightened half to death just by seeing his size, but after experiencing it for himself... I can only say that, just a little bit, he will really go to the abyss to accompany this bastard. .

The blond young man gritted his teeth viciously, but miraculously discovered that his body, which was almost tossed into a rag doll last night, didn't feel any discomfort, and he couldn't see a single trace on his body.

Even the depraved appearance is back to normal.

This must be the masterpiece of the evil god, but Lin Xiaodong didn't understand why the other party did this.

Just when he was in a daze, there was a knock on the door.

The sound was very rapid, like raindrops.

Lin Xiaodong came back to his senses, adjusted his collar a little, and raised his voice: "Please come in."

A divine servant opened the door in panic and rushed in, stammering: "Holy Son, no, it's not good!"

Lin Xiaodong couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong? Speak slowly."

The servant took two breaths and managed to calm down, but the whole person was still shaking uncontrollably, and a strong emotion of fear appeared in his eyes: "Now it has spread all over the capital, Your Highness the Holy Son, the Heretic God has appeared!"

"Count Lyle in the Western District, a family of thirteen, was killed by the evil god overnight!"

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Cthulhu: I don't take the blame.