Chapter 159 Western Fantasy 23 Dungeon Confrontation
Jon's level of darkness is closely related to his reaction.
Since discovering this, Lu Huai seemed to have recovered from his brief period of discomfort.
The elf, whose status was so different from his, was treated with the same enthusiasm as before, which made him almost feel as if they were still classmates in the academy.
Lu Huai invited Qiao En to his residence, and while introducing his own layout to him, they reminisced about their previous free and unrestrained life together.
Qiao En was so delighted that he was distracted for a moment. Even when they were parting, he took advantage of the fact that they were the only two people in the room and pecked Lu Huai's mouth without saying anything.
The tulips that Lu Huai was about to put in the vase almost fell to the ground, but the man was not responsible at all and ran away without a trace. It was a vivid portrayal of a young man in love.
"Idiot!" Lu Huai was standing there but not angry. Instead, he gently touched that place, his heartbeat accelerating strangely.
"Huaihuai, he seems to be a childish guy who loves to write love letters! Silly and shy." 0359 popped up in a depressing way.
Lu Huai smoothed the hamster's fur: "This is his normal look."
The blackening value was successfully returned to a safe range, but Lu Huai betrayed a little bit of his own color.
But now, he no longer has the confidence he had at the beginning to say that he is a straight man.
A familiar situation happened again. The protagonist seemed to care too much about the second male lead, and was emotionally affected by him.
Originally, his weight was not to this extent, but now that things have come to this, how to balance his personality and Jon has become an issue that needs to be weighed.
Lu Huai couldn't help but vigilantly review the node where the elves and Lance, the god of light who was said to have the most support, met.
At that time, he had already begun to doubt that he was a fake. While setting traps to test him, he was also trying to find and train capable people under his command.
The corrosion caused by the pollution became more and more serious day by day, and Lance tried many methods but failed to eradicate the problem.
Even during the brief contact with Lu Huai and Amodia, it was sometimes difficult to control himself.
There are many suspicious points about Lu Huai, and we cannot hand him over to him completely.
And Aimotia was the worst option he had prepared for himself—a clone with sufficient nutrients and a wisp of his spiritual consciousness implanted in it, but he could not rely on it for too long.
So He had to find someone He could truly trust.
This god is completely different from the wandering Seno. He usually does not come to the continent in person, but watches silently from the nine clouds.
Therefore, I don’t want to be like a certain god who is surrounded by people who love him and treat him sincerely wherever he goes.
So many things couldn't help him, and Lu Huai was lucky enough to catch a dead mouse, and his value was increasing step by step.
Although Lu Huai himself felt that this god, who did not have any special thoughts about him in the plot line, seemed not so simple now, it was not like the pillar of the world where one move could affect the whole body.
When he saw Lance observing the Church's campaign against the goblins who were enclosing land for their own use, he developed a sense of appreciation for Lance's talent.
【Lance saw a face that he had some impression of. The elemental holy beast had once hovered between this elf and the current Holy Son.
He saw a familiarity in Jon, and he admired the elf's bravery and loyalty, although there was undoubtedly a youthful spirit in him, and recklessness was an inevitable flaw.
But he can accept his shortcomings as an idealist, as long as he is willing to be his own blade. He will give him the right to support his ideals.
Lu Huaiming understood that the reason why this world was rated as S-level, in addition to the advanced energy system, was another reason, which was the "conspiracy" that ran through the entire main line of the game "Milton Blood Contract".
The pollution suffered by Lance, Jon's forced detention, and why the two worlds have connected magnetic fields can all be explained after the end of this main line.
It’s a pity that Lu Huai didn’t get the real answer when he received the plot.
He was like a real insider, half understanding everything and desperately pursuing answers. But everything was shattered with Jon's complete collapse.
So Lu Huai could only sigh with a wry smile. Samsara Company really had a grudge against him or 0359 for countless generations. Otherwise, why would they always choose to give him such outrageous tasks to trick him?
After mediating for a long time, Lu Huai realized that if he had not become a tool in the game of gods, it would be almost a pipe dream to want to change the status quo.
If you want to benefit from it, you have to do things for it.
Lu Huai rummaged through the boxes and took out the black cloak hidden in the corner.
This helps to blend into the night more seamlessly.
Ever since Amodia took a liking to him for some unknown reason, he often came to visit him, really playing the role of a teacher and teaching him some things.
His explanation was naturally excellent, but Lu Huai couldn't convince himself that this was a good thing against his conscience.
Seno was obviously afraid of the claws of the God of Light, and he needed to conserve his energy, so he had not stolen his dreams and communicated with him for a long time.
Lu Huai could only find opportunities on his own and respond flexibly.
He was even facing a huge crisis. The secret box for transforming elemental power was already struggling to operate due to the excessive abundance of light elements here.
Whenever similar situations arose before, Seno would always be there to help him vent and regulate his emotions, but now it was difficult to seek his help and he could only rely on his own patience.
But Lu Huai is not strong enough to remain calm about his instincts.
Especially after the restriction was lifted, Lu Huai always felt that he would uncontrollably display some of his succubus-like nature, such as making people obey his words, or longing for contact with others.
In order to combat these side effects, he could only lock himself in the room whenever he didn't have to attend any occasions, wrap himself up in layers of quilts like a big dumpling, and bite his lips to endure wave after wave of shocks.
After each wave of torment, the bed would be soaked with tears.
Seno told him that for the succubus clan, if they wanted to alleviate this symptom for a period of time, they had to eliminate the feeling of hunger, and the way to do that was to do that kind of thing with their partner.
Even the Dark God jokingly recommended himself, but Lu Huai firmly rejected him.
Even if her fingertips had turned red and purple from digging into the bed sheets in pain, she was unwilling to let out a single soft sob and become a tool of desire.
But sometimes he would get tired, even give up on himself, and want all his persistence to go to waste.
Since he was born like this, it is a shackle that he will find difficult to escape from in his lifetime, so he might as well just let him be.
In the end, I was unwilling to give up all my efforts.
Lu Huai got a great opportunity.
When Amodia went on a visit, the cardinal and some priests and nuns followed him, so there were actually not many people left in the Vatican.
After Lu Huai had taken care of his affairs, he put on his cloak, disappeared into the night, and quietly entered the forbidden area of the Holy See.
There are many dark creatures captured during operations, as well as many unforgivable sinners.
Lu Huai took out the token and leaned it against the lock, then tiptoed in when a small crack opened in the hidden door.
He carried the lamp he had prepared in advance and moved carefully in the dim corridor.
It was so quiet here that it seemed as if no living creature existed. All one could hear were the sound of footsteps and breathing that one tried hard to suppress in the empty and enclosed space, and the occasional rustling sound of a mouse running by.
The faintly flowing rune array was an auxiliary light source besides the wall lamps that appeared every ten steps. Its golden-red color resembled the blood of some ancient creature, eerie and ominous.
The deadly atmosphere here is particularly consistent with the stereotype of a "forbidden place".
Lu Huai looked around and counted the distances ahead.
The pair of wings that were large enough to block out the sky and sun and held powerful magical energy had shown signs of decline after being confined by the magic circle for years, and drooped limply to the ground.
The man in the middle has a full beard and looks unkempt and sloppy, which easily reminds people of a middle-aged homeless man.
Through the messy hair, one can see a young face with sharp eyebrows and no signs of aging.
Lu Huai knew the name of the prisoner imprisoned in the deepest part.
Hit, a key member of the Winged Demon Clan and a half-step mage, was once a rising star in the demon world. However, amidst the struggle for power with his own clan, he was betrayed and ultimately caught up in a renowned demon hunting operation organized by Amordia.
It has become the most well-known "trophy".
However, no one knew that he was holding in his hand a treasure that was highly valued by the Dark God, the "Key of Milton".
Using it can open the secret realm left behind during the ancient war of gods, where the resentful souls attached to the corpses of countless powerful people are kept - the overwhelming negative emotions are a perfect supplement to nourish the dark element.
Seno told him all his information, hoping to transform these resentments into treasures to restore his own strength and regroup to defeat Lance.
However, Hitt, who had been imprisoned for a long time, was unaware of these things and was obviously very surprised by Lu Huai's arrival.
"I didn't expect that they would actually send someone to see me. Should I be touched?"
"It's been so long, I thought everyone had forgotten me."
He studied the cloaked man's thin and delicate figure, his exposed smooth jaw, and his bud-like lips.
He commented maliciously, "She's still a delicate little beauty."
"But this isn't the place for playing house. Amodia is quite capable. Has he gotten smart this time? He's even thinking of using the beauty trap to neutralize me."
Lu Huai ignored the other party's provocative words and went straight to the point: "I am not his."
"Where's the key? Give it to me and I can help you out."
"What? You have taken away all the treasures I had. Not a drop is left."
"I advise those of you who claim to be righteous not to be so greedy. Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I will make you pay the price."
The man sounded very angry, but Lu Huai knew that he was actually just being clever and unreasonable, and there might not be any real emotion in his words.
If he is a member of the Vatican, nothing can be done to him in the face of such harsh words; and if he is not, he will need to provide solid evidence to support his claims.
Lu Huai knew that Hitt did not trust him, and even thought that he was someone sent by the Holy See to deal with him, a tough guy, so he took a tough attitude of preferring to die in glory rather than live in disgrace.
What he needed to do was to let him know his identity quickly and be able to achieve his goal.
Lu Huai didn't want to talk too much. He opened his red lips under his cloak and simply said a few key words, "Hit, fifty years ago, Seno gave you the key."
Sure enough, Hitt's look changed.
The previously intense emotions seemed to have been removed, as if the mask had been removed, and it was as calm as if nothing had happened.
For someone who makes a living by relying on his cunning, his acting is no less stiff than Lu Huai in the original world.
"I don't understand what you're saying."
Lu Huai lifted the black cloth covering his left wrist and used the mark that Hitt was familiar with to prove his identity.
The blood-red totem, like gurgling blood, moved in response to its owner's will. The ferocious snake slithered across the white wrist, creating a startling sensation, as if slicing through beauty.
"I'm from Seno. Give me the things and he promises to let you out."
"When will it be released? After the task is accomplished? Will the respected God really forget it completely?" Hitt smiled bitterly.
"You and I are merely tools. To Him, we are nothing more than lowly vassals, two-legged beasts of mere utility, just like humans."
He clenched his fists unwillingly, hatred brewing in his eyes. "I shouldn't have believed his lies in the first place. I've been wasting my time here, my freedom restricted. I work for him, but even such basic rights can't be guaranteed. I wish I had never been involved in this."
Lu Huai, however, remained unmoved and did not fall into his own logic.
"What do you want?" He leaned over and looked at Hitt through the railing, as if waiting for him to raise the price.
"Let me out now, otherwise there's no need to talk about the stuff. At worst, I'll let it go to hell with me." Hitt struggled, and the chains made crisp sounds in the quiet space.
His words revealed the arrogance and pride he had before he was imprisoned: "If we make a big noise, their people will come too."
"You must be a traitor. You must have gone to great lengths to sneak in. If you were caught, I'm afraid your fate would be a thousand times worse than mine."
Lu Huai knew he couldn't show his weakness in front of him, so he smiled and said, "You don't need to threaten me. Now that I'm here, I'm prepared for you to disobey me."
"Now, besides trusting me, you can just keep wasting time here. Why don't you just give it a try?"
Lu Huai's voice was pleasant to the ears, and it also carried an inexplicable attraction, like nectar that attracted butterflies to feed, sweet yet dangerous, making people unable to help but take what he said into consideration.
But he had no intention of meeting his conditions and was playing tricks on him.
The key is Hitt's only resource and the only token of his hope in the gods.
Pope Amodia didn't know this, so he allowed him to remain imprisoned. If he were to be exposed... his fate wouldn't necessarily be much better than that of his own subordinates.
So he challenged, "It's okay if you can't let me out right away. I've been confined here for years and haven't had sex in a long time."
"What are you talking about?"
"Of course I want to die under the peony flowers. I want to have some fun with a beauty like you."
A strange gust of wind blew, lifting the front of Lu Huai's cloak, revealing his beautiful and elegant face.
Lu Huai pulled it down angrily: "Impossible."
Hitt was speechless for once.
It was true that he was the one causing trouble, but he hadn't expected Lu Huai's appearance to be so stunning, making his teasing very convincing.
The two people, each with their own thoughts, were stuck in a stalemate where neither was willing to give in.
But time waits for no one.
Lu Huai's transgression seemed to have been discovered.
There was a "ding ding dong dong" sound coming from the distance, and someone was walking in the corridor. The purpose was self-evident.
Immediately there appeared a faint glow of fire, first dancing on the wall at the other end, and then as a figure appeared, it "stepped" squarely on the ground.
Lu Huai smelled danger and his heart was pounding. In desperation, he could only hold on to the invisibility bead he got from the dark god to minimize his presence.
Fortunately, those unfamiliar faces were only here for routine inspections and did not examine Hitt too much when they stood in front of him.
However, the person in charge of the secret door seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and no one showed any intention of leaving.
Seeing that it would be difficult to go any further today, Lu Huai could only stick to the wall and walk out through the crowd with great difficulty.
Fortunately, there are no senior godsons among these godsons, but the sharp perception of those above the rank of bishop can give Lu Huai a hard time.
After escaping, Lu Huai did not relax.
He knew that the visit would definitely arouse suspicion. If he failed the first time, the next time would be more difficult.
After groping his way back to the room, he honestly changed into a complete set of uniforms, not daring to slack off for a moment.
He put away the puppet and took his place in the practice position, looking as if all was well and peaceful.
It took him a long time to catch his breath, as he felt the pressure in his chest was making it hard to breathe.
The middle of the night is indeed the most difficult time.
When Amodia rushed back and heard that something had happened in the forbidden area, he immediately interrupted the investigation.
For a time, everyone in the Vatican felt insecure.
Everyone knows that only people within the Vatican have the authority to open this cage, and there must be a mole with ulterior motives among them.
Although none of the prisoners escaped, Amodia did not believe that things would end so simply.
He led Knight Commander Byers and some confidants to the deepest part of the forbidden area and found the person they feared the most and had taken great pains to imprison.
Hitt looked as listless as ever, standing there dejectedly, seemingly no different from before.
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