Chapter 178 Western Fantasy 42 "We are the same kind of people"
At this moment, Seno's figure also appeared beside the carriage. He was wearing a black robe with dark golden patterns embroidered on the corners. He looked much more handsome and gorgeous than before. His handsome face, which was exactly the same as Lance's, was wearing a charming and dangerous smile.
It was only a month since they last met, but Senuo felt as if he was already very far away from Lu Huai.
Someone like him who loves to suck human souls and make deals with people would naturally notice that the aura of the little succubus is becoming more and more complex, and the aura of Amodia's lackey is particularly strong. He doesn't know how many wild creatures with bad intentions have approached him.
He felt bitter inside. He had been absent for such a short period of time, but Lu Huai couldn't control himself and was flirting with other girls everywhere. Did he forget that he was the one who was truly in the same camp with him?
But he also knew that it was not his business to be jealous of anyone at this moment. After all, as the real master of such a big drama, he had to seize the initiative.
He chuckled and glanced at Jon, who looked the weakest, as if giving alms to a useless drowned dog, giving him the last bit of mercy.
Then he turned his gaze to Lu Huai in the carriage, and said with a hint of amusement: "Lu, whose side do you choose? Or to be more blunt, whose partner do you want to be?"
Sino raised an eyebrow, seeming confident about the question. "In that case, let's not compare who has the stronger fist at this juncture. How about we just agree that he chooses whoever he wants, and the others withdraw fairly, respecting Lu's wishes?"
When he said this, it seemed that he no longer had any other opponents in his eyes. He just looked at Lu Huai with affection. His eyes were like the gentlest waves, but with a hint of irresistible possessiveness, like a giant python clinging to a tree. Once it entangles, it will never let go.
"This NPC's lines are too sweet!"
The female anchor's livestream began flooding the screen again, but she couldn't laugh anymore. The pressure from Senor actually ruffled her bangs, and a chilling air seeped down her collar and into her neck, sending a chill through her. The original 40% realism setting wouldn't have given her such a chilling feeling.
The others weren't pushovers either. A cold, clear voice from the god of light echoed through the sky, resounding like a mighty bell throughout Elton City: "Seno, Lu Huai's heart belongs to the light, how could he be with you?"
Lance's figure did not appear, but his voice was full of majesty and oppression, which made people feel awe.
He seemed to still believe in Lu Huai's sincerity towards him at this time, while Lu Huai in the carriage wished he could squeeze himself into a ball as small as possible, and it would be best if he could drill into the crack in the ground.
But He didn't understand him as much as Lu Huai thought.
Because of the body, Lance and Amordia had long since become estranged. The previous forced possession had also allowed him to discover some discrepancies in his memories. No matter how helpless he was, he could only accept that he had been bewitched by desire, and the target was a dark creature.
Knowing that Lu Huai was naturally closer to Senor was an advantage. The usually indifferent Lance showed no sign of retreating. He continued, "If you are willing to stay by my side, I can share my authority with you. You will look down upon all living things with me, revered by all gods. As for bloodline, it can be transferred through some means, though the process will take a while. But I promise it will succeed."
"I am the first generation creator. Whatever others can give you, I can do. Even what they cannot do, I can realize for you." Lance's words were full of confidence. He had a backup plan. If benefits could persuade people, then He was even willing to share His godhood with Lu Huai.
Amordia scoffed at this. He walked over from the front of the cavalry, his blond hair and golden eyes gleaming brightly in the sunlight. He looked coldly at the sky, his tone filled with undisguised sarcasm: "The great Father God, your divine power has declined to this point, and even your survival is in danger. You can't even protect yourself, do you really think you are as omniscient and omnipotent as before? You can't even control your own divine power, so how can you guarantee a bright future for Lu Huai?"
"Hahaha!" Seno couldn't help laughing when he heard what Aimotia said, "Lance, look at the good dog you raised, he speaks really beautifully, I admire him so much!" He smiled and provoked Lance, watching the two people from the Holy See of Light biting each other like enemies, his eyes full of gloating.
Lance's words had struck a nerve with Senor. Though he wielded darkness, his godhead was incomplete, a fragment of his being cut off. This had always been a source of pain in his heart, his greatest weakness. Even after founding the Darkmoon Temple, he could only live in the shadows, like a rat in a sewer, carefully concealing his presence. His power was far less than that of the Church of Light, whose followers spread across the continent, and he had to constantly guard against being suppressed or even liquidated by Lance and Emordia.
Even he himself spent most of his time in deep sleep. Only by conserving his energy could he gather enough strength to fight Lance. Having finally had enough of this life of dependence, he sought a way out. And Lu Huai was the solution he had found. He believed that if he could obtain Lu Huai, and harness his special powers, he could redeem the flaws in his own godhood, truly rise to power, challenge Lance, or even supplant him.
Norcas, unwilling to be left out, poked his head out from the clouds, his huge dragon eyes scanning the crowd below as he let out a deafening roar: "Hey, stop talking to yourselves and singing better than anyone else. Get out of here! He's my mate, and anyone who dares to snatch him from me will be burned to ashes with a single breath of my dragon breath!"
As he spoke, he used a breath of dragon as a deterrent. The dragon breath was like a huge fire dragon, flying past Aimotia and setting a house next to it on fire. A raging fire broke out in an instant, illuminating half the sky red.
Thanks to his superb magic, the Pope was naturally safe and sound.
Witnessing all this bizarre happening, Seno didn't react in the slightest. He just frowned and said with disdain, "Why is this stupid dragon joining in the fun?"
Some people who claimed to be his descendants and followers came to him and negotiated with him. Originally, Seno didn't want to bother with this matter, but he saw the tangible benefits, so he didn't mind taking advantage of them.
However, Lance, who is a dogmatic guy, would not be so flexible, and this is where He has the advantage.
The fact that Seno could stand in front of Lu Huai so naturally today also showed that he was determined to have the strength to fight before the situation changed.
Amodia sneered at the thief crying "Catch the thief!" "It's all because of that lousy guy you sent who didn't do his job well. That idiot Nocas took the guy back to his lair."
But the people nearby were not so lucky. Screams and cries of the indigenous people were heard from the house. Several players tried to put out the fire with their game skills, but found that their skills became extremely unstable in the area where reality and the game merged. They could only watch the fire spread.
In the end, it was the people of the Holy See who used all their magic to eliminate the threat posed by the dragon's breath.
In reality, fires were also spreading out of nowhere in some areas amidst the spatial distortion: "There's no source, how did it catch fire? Call 119!"
The male player filming the video finally reacted and frantically fumbled for his phone, only to find the signal bar completely empty. The female player's livestream was in complete panic, with comments like "My real-life objects are changing" and "Why are there strange Western buildings next to my neighborhood?" The gift effects had long since disappeared, leaving only a constantly flashing "Livestream Abnormal" warning.
Byers was originally performing the duties of the Knight Commander, guarding the carriage with a holy sword in hand, and watching everything around him vigilantly.
But even the Demon Dragon could come out and arrogantly assert its sovereignty. Originally, he had considered the presence of the Vatican and hadn't planned to do anything out of the ordinary. Now, the nameless anger that had been pent up for a long time suddenly emerged, and he couldn't help but want Lu Huai to see him again.
He knelt on one knee in front of Lu Huai and said respectfully: "Lord Lu Huai, you don't have to pay attention to these lunatics. I am here and will never let them hurt you. As long as you are willing, I am willing to follow you until death and clear all obstacles for you." His eyes were full of loyalty and fanaticism, as if the person in front of him was his entire faith.
Lu Huai's scalp was tingling and his heart was confused.
Biles and him hadn't spoken in a long time, but now they acted like they were quite familiar with each other and were even willing to go through fire and water for him. It was time to share this pie with these guys, right?
Qiao En looked at the chaotic scene before him, feeling extremely anxious. He knew that if the stalemate continued, if his mind was shaken, it would only make things worse for Lu Huai, who was already in a state of chaos. He slapped the light wall hard again and shouted at Lu Huai, "Lu Huai, don't listen to them! They are all after you for their own benefit!"
Come with me, I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do, I will only protect you well and let you live the life you want! "
Lu Huai sat in the carriage, listening to the arguments and shouting from all sides outside, feeling a headache. He looked at Jon's bloodshot eyes, Amordia's seemingly concerned but possessive gaze, Xeno's determined smile, Lance's invisible pressure in the sky, Nocas's threatening roar, and Byers's oath of loyalty, and his heart was in turmoil.
He didn't know who to choose, or rather, he didn't want to choose anyone. He just wanted to get away from it all and live a peaceful life. But he also knew clearly that this was just an extravagant hope. As long as his special power remained, these people would not let him go, and this conflict would never end.
The tension in the air grew thicker, the clash between Holy Light and Dark Moga intensified, the dragon's roar grew more frequent. All factions gathered strength, as if a devastating battle was about to erupt at any moment. And Lu Huai, at the very center of this storm, felt the pull and pressure from all sides, and an unprecedented sense of helplessness washed over him.
At that moment, Amodia suddenly moved. Holding his scepter, he swung it at Xeno, sending a powerful beam of holy light radiating outward. Xeno, already prepared, dodged the attack with a single movement. With a backhand swing, he commanded the skeleton army to attack Amodia. The two instantly engaged in battle, the holy light and demonic energy intertwining in a piercing hiss.
Seeing this, Lance also joined the battle. A huge beam of light fell from the sky and hit Seno.
Not willing to be outdone, Norcas blew a breath of dragon's breath at Lance. Byers, on the other hand, protected the carriage and engaged in a fight with some Dark Cultists who had been caught up in the battle. Jon seized the opportunity to attack the light wall in front of the carriage again, attempting to break it and rescue Lu Huai.
"Lu Huai! Lu Huai!" He shouted anxiously, but felt that his strength was being completely absorbed like a drop in the ocean.
"Don't worry, I'll protect him."
Amodia's voice was as gentle as ever, yet it carried an undeniable pressure: "Jon, don't disturb the Holy Son."
Jon seemed to have never taken a serious look at the appearance of those in power.
The man before him had golden hair as radiant as the sun, a pair of pure golden eyes that seemed to hold the light of an entire day. His face was pure and handsome, combining the elegance of an elf with the valor of a dragon. His snow-white robe was intricately embroidered with gold thread, and the gem atop the scepter in his hand emitted a soft glow.
When confronting him, she was as relaxed as wiping a slightly dirty skirt with a handkerchief, which was completely different from his dirty and dusty appearance.
But this was not the time to feel ashamed. Jon still took a fighting stance, and the same light magic gathered in his palm, which was stronger than ever before. "Let him go! Otherwise, I will not be polite!"
"How dare you." Amodia began to admire this courageous young man.
Having only studied magic for so many years, he was truly a remarkable talent. He must be nurtured and cultivated to become a capable and capable subordinate. It was a pity that he insisted on opposing him and snatching people away. If he was nurtured, he would probably become a vicious wolf that he could never tame.
He gently waved the scepter, and the golden wall of light expanded instantly, completely isolating Jon.
The huge gap once again clearly appeared before our eyes.
When Jon faced him, it was like meeting his complete self many years later. Even if he used the means he gained from the transaction, he would still have little chance of fighting.
Aimodia slowly walked up to Lu Huai and touched his cheek with her fingertips in front of everyone. Her movements were so gentle that it seemed as if she was touching a fragile treasure. "Lu, don't come into contact with these alien species. They will pollute your purity."
They are equally unacceptable to their own kind, and equally forced to live in misery.
“We are the only ones who are truly one of a kind.”
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