Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Looks good to touch——
Su Cheng was completely awake.
Although she was already in a state of half awake and half confused——
But this time she almost broke out in a cold sweat.
"No!"
However, their positions and postures made her feel as if she was pierced and locked by a barbed nail. She had no strength to get up, and she swayed for a moment before sitting down weakly.
Su Cheng took a deep breath, fear and pleasure mixed together, coupled with the stimulation of her body, making her tremble uncontrollably for a moment.
The black-haired man tilted his head to look at her, sighed softly, put down his hand, and stroked the girl's spasming waist.
"...So you're afraid," he said with a smile, a hint of regret in his tone. "What a pity—"
As he spoke, he grasped her hips, exerted a little force, and lifted her up.
Su Cheng's breath was choked, and he couldn't help but hum, and the sound of water separating rang in his ears.
Her knees were still pressed against his waist, one hand was pressing on his chest to catch his breath, and the other hand was fumbling with his buttons.
The god pinched the girl's trembling thigh and wiped away the marks with his backhand.
Su Cheng jumped up as if he had stepped on a spring, but because he was a little unsteady, he was almost tripped by the man's bent long legs.
She took two steps back and realized something was wrong.
The clothes that were in a mess just now suddenly became neat and tidy.
Even the belt seemed to be still in place.
Su Cheng: "...It is indeed so."
The black-haired man raised his eyebrows in surprise, revealing an intriguing look. "You really do know how to surprise people."
Su Cheng sighed, "You might think I'm pretending after this, but I actually guessed just now that all this might not be true."
"reality?"
The god who was sitting on the steps chuckled and casually lifted up the robe that had fallen to his forearms to cover the exposed half of his shoulders and back.
He stood up slowly. "The temperature you feel, the flavor you taste, your pleasure, your panting, your racing heartbeat—are they not real enough for you?"
The man smiled and said, "There are only a few ways for humans to experience the world."
He lowered his eyes to look at the girl in front of him. "Truth is not necessarily a change in material things, it can also be a resonance of experience."
The deep and beautiful voice was like a slow hypnosis, "Everything I give you is deeper than any entity. You may even want to exist there forever."
Su Cheng took a deep breath, "...In short, because this is the territory of the Holy See, you dare not come here in your real body, you can only send a projection."
The god suddenly fell silent.
They stood very close to each other.
Su Cheng raised his head and saw a half-naked snow-white chest. The long pleated fabric hung on the taut skin, like chains embedded in the hot rock of a volcano.
He looked tall and slender, with well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, like the ridge of a snow-capped mountain, rising and falling slightly with his breathing, and with a polished luster.
...This must also be some kind of illusion.
Su Cheng thought so. After all, gods don't need to breathe. "So your influence on me is also limited, and I can guess-"
She slowly took a step back and said, "I am already a God-favored one, so I know at least one thing."
When gods choose humans to be their favored ones, they do not need to seek their consent.
"Even if the one who chose me is the main god and you are the secondary god, I know there is no difference in the process."
Su Cheng murmured, "So everything you did was for a purpose. You wanted me to be your divinely favored one, but you discovered that I don't meet the requirements."
She didn't know what the condition was exactly.
But if her guess was correct, the gods did not choose their favorites based solely on their interests and hobbies, or whoever they wanted to choose.
The goal must meet certain specific requirements.
It's like—
After she read the legal texts and wrote a contract with constraints, she was chosen by the God of Law and the God of Contract to become a favored one.
This "condition" is probably related to the authority of the gods.
"So you tried to seduce me," Su Cheng blinked. "You wanted me to have sex with your illusion. No, more than just sex. I guess I need to show some kind of lustful 'trait' in the process in order to be chosen by you as your beloved. I don't know what it is, but your actions make me think that maybe I need to give up some bottom line because of my desire for you——"
For example, letting him touch his curse.
Or be bewitched by his charm and tell him some secrets.
Then the conditions were met.
As for what happens next?
When she has the mark of the God of Lust on her body, she may be hacked to death in the temple, or she may be lucky enough to escape.
There may also be some more abstract developments.
"I don't know what you want from me, Your Highness."
Su Cheng said tiredly, and turned his head away, no longer looking at him.
Otherwise, such a body placed here would still be very tempting to people.
"...But I'm afraid I have to refuse you. Um, I mean the matter of the God's Favored One."
As for other things, such as his seduction of her, she could not refuse, after all, it involved the authority of the gods.
Unless she is a god, or a favored one of the pure gods and can mobilize similar power to fight back, it is difficult for her to directly resist the temptation.
"……Yeah."
The god let out a disappointed sigh, but his expression showed no sadness, and he still had that half-smile on his face.
He bent his index finger and stroked the girl's chin, then smiled happily.
"Great, that's fun, but unfortunately we don't have time, and now the annoying people are coming—"
At that moment, Su Cheng suddenly heard a buzzing sound of space shaking.
Brilliant golden light cut into the hall, coldly shattering the intertwined vines, and the red mist in the air was swallowed by the tide of light.
Thousands of golden lights burst out, and the entire room was like a shattered mirror, shattering into billions of star-like particles in an instant.
The figure of the man in front of her was also torn apart, turning into ash-like fragments.
"Foolish clown—"
As a low and indifferent voice sounded, Su Cheng saw the fragments floating and spinning in the air, rolling like surging waves.
The strong and voluptuous male body no longer existed, and more limbs stretched out in the shadows, with blurred outlines layered on top of each other.
Then they all disappeared.
Su Cheng sat down on the ground, feeling a certain force being withdrawn from his mind, and the world in front of him was completely new.
The prayer hall was restored to its original state.
She saw the handsome Pegasus statue again. The obsidian base below was surrounded by lush vines and dotted with dark blue lotus-shaped crystals.
Ancient inscriptions were carved into the edges of the base, characters in high relief that looked strange and mysterious.
In the quiet and solemn atmosphere, the interlaced blue and green colors show vigorous vitality, and the previous strange dark red has completely disappeared.
This is probably what the temple originally looked like.
“…and you.”
A cold male voice suddenly came from behind.
Su Cheng turned around.
A silver-haired man stood in the temple.
His hair was like a river of frost frozen by moonlight, his porcelain-white skin glowed with a hazy and holy luster, and his whole body was bathed in that glory.
She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could tell that he was very tall and very well dressed.
The raised collar tightly wrapped around the neck, and patterns embroidered with gold thread on the snow-white battle robe spread across the broad chest.
The fabric is so fitted that it makes the shoulders appear full.
Su Cheng's gaze paused.
Her eyes fell on the other person's waist, looking at the slender and tense lines bounded by the white leather belt.
"If you keep looking at me like that—"
The moment he opened his mouth, Su Cheng almost felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
The voice was cold, like a cluster of icy flames burning down the throat into the stomach, causing all the internal organs to cramp in the cold.
"This is the last time you'll use your eyes."
He said coldly, "You self-righteous fanatic, if it weren't for your resolute determination to fight against the darkness, I would not allow you to blaspheme a second time—"
Su Cheng was already completely sure who this was.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm so sorry!"
She supported her head and stood up from the ground. "I'm not very clear-headed now. Well, actually, I wasn't very clear-headed before either."
Lin Yun really did something bad to the statue, and he deserved it no matter what happened to him.
But she just thought that if she had to offend the real owner and be hated by this guy, it would be too unprofitable.
Su Cheng looked at the figure in the light. "Especially in front of your statue. I guess the first blasphemy you mentioned is that, right? I want to explain. A lot of things happened today. I was even broken off my engagement... Well, you probably won't be interested. I just want to say that I didn't mean it."
The silver-haired man said nothing.
Su Cheng guessed that he was too disdainful to communicate with her.
——In the original novel, the God of Purity rarely spoke, and his lines were basically about killing the male protagonist.
Now that the gender has changed, the personality is still the same.
"I was simply admiring the statue outside. I thought it was beautiful, and wanting to touch it was just the instinct after seeing something beautiful..."
Su Cheng turned his head and said, "Look, I like this horse statue too. I would like to touch it too."
She pointed to the statue in the middle of the prayer room. "Actually, I'd probably rather touch it because it looks nice to touch—"
The temperature in the hall dropped suddenly.
Su Cheng's words stopped abruptly.
For a moment, she felt the wrath of the god erupt.
The anger swept over her like a surging wave, almost overwhelming her.
Su Cheng: “?”
What's going on?
Did she say the wrong thing again?
Su Cheng: "...Also, I really don't know why the God of Lust appeared here. I swear, I don't want this to happen, otherwise I will die now!"
She paused. "Look, I'm still alive, so this isn't a lie. After all, you know I'm the God of Contract—"
Su Cheng was about to say something else when suddenly his vision went dark.
The silver-haired man had disappeared.
Su Cheng: “…”
Not only did the God of Lust want her to be his favored one, he also deliberately chose the territory of the Holy See. It was unclear whether he was targeting her or simply wanted to provoke his opponent.
But now that he is in the Vatican Temple, he has to distance himself from the matter.
What's more, this matter has nothing to do with her!
She thought about it. The God of Purity had said before that she was "fighting against darkness", which was obviously referring to her refusal to become a person favored by God.
It wasn't the bad things she and the God of Lust did in the spiritual world.
——Obviously, the top fighter of the God of Light also knew that such temptation was simply not something a human could resist.
The originally silent space was now filled with many noisy voices.
Su Cheng turned around and found that there were a large number of clergy crowded in front of the left and right doors of the prayer room.
There were at least forty or fifty people gathered at the door, craning their necks to look inside.
But they seemed to be afraid of something and didn't dare to come in, so they were all stuck in the door frame, and inevitably pushed each other, making the scene look very funny.
Su Cheng: “???”
The clergymen stared at the void with fanatical eyes, where the figure of the God of Purity was just now.
"His Highness has appeared—"
"Is that real?! It's not an illusion, right?"
"It must be true! It's a pity that I don't have enough mental strength to see his face..."
"Forget it, forget it. I might faint if I see that..."
"Damn it, that was worth it!"
Most of the clergymen at the door were relatively young. They were all very excited and talked a lot.
Soon someone else set their sights on the girl inside.
"...Is she your Highness's divinely favored one?"
"Maybe. Just now outside, she triggered the statue..."
"Well, I thought it was because—"
Su Cheng could vaguely hear their voices.
These people seemed to see only the manifestation of the Pure God.
Considering that they seemed unaware that the God of Lust had also appeared, they seemed to think that the God of Purity came because of them.
“Oh my God!”
The captain of the Paladin squad who had just led the way for her squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, "Oh my God, sir, why are you here?"
Su Cheng smiled bitterly, "You may not believe it, but in my opinion, it was you who brought me in, and then you suddenly disappeared."
"What?" The team leader was also dumbfounded. "We were walking outside the whole time, just passing by this door, and you suddenly turned in here! It was no use for me to call you, and then the door here was sealed."
Su Cheng: “…”
It seems that I have been controlled by the God of Lust.
"How could I possibly bring you in?" the captain shook his head. "This is Her Highness Cesia's prayer room. It's still under renovation and not open to the public—"
Su Cheng's mind was shocked, "What?"
She knew whose name it was. "You said this is the prayer room of the Pure God? Here?"
"Yeah," the captain frowned, "Isn't this his statue?!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the Pegasus statue in the center of the hall.
Su Cheng: “?”
Su Cheng: “………………”
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