Chapter 151 Western Fantasy 16 Losing Control
An inopportune question arose in Seno's mind: Is this the weakest race among the dark creatures?
Who is the one who makes the final judgment on this kind of power? Has he ever seen a similar scene...
Just like the Winged Demons are good at flying and their high agility allows them to surprise the enemy; while the Rock Demons possess powerful mineral energy, high attack power but slow movement speed. It is difficult to say which one is stronger.
For him, at least at this moment, if he had the little succubus in front of him and several tough opponents he had encountered before, Seno would find it even more difficult to deal with the little succubus.
He had a premonition that the little fellow would be in great pain and struggle while going through this process. He also knew that the evil nature of the succubus was similar to that of the dragon, both of whom were extremely lustful.
But I haven't imagined what the real situation will be like...
Why does Lu Huai look like this?
The little succubus always behaved very heartlessly in front of him, perfectly implementing a pure relationship between the two of them with no other connection except exploitation. However, Seno felt sentimentally that there seemed to be a chance for this situation to change.
For example, the responses might increase, or Lu Huai might take the initiative to ask him what he was dealing with during these days of disappearance, and whether he needed his help.
Lu Huai, who is always self-controlled on weekdays, showed such an alluring look, like a hard clam shell that was forcibly pried open by external force, and could only helplessly allow the soft flesh to be rubbed.
It is clear that she is not like other people of the same race, who wear revealing clothes or pose in a coquettish manner, deliberately showing her most seductive and charming side in order to gain favor.
It was just some unbearable reactions: the thin body was trembling, and the shoulder blades were like the wings of a butterfly flapping about to take flight.
The torso was emitting heat due to the stimulation of the bright power that was contrary to its nature. The clothes were involuntarily pulled down a little by the owner's struggle, revealing a small part of the snow-white and round shoulders.
There are also the crimson lips that are gently bitten by the owner, the seductive depression squeezed out by the pearly teeth, the wet hair clinging to the forehead, and the blurred and red eyes.
It only takes a little bit to make it hard to look away, let alone all of them appear.
Even though he looked so pitiful, he still stubbornly made a gesture of resistance and softly called out, "Stop looking at me."
Seno was also a little tempted.
He thought of the pure-blooded succubi that were presented to him during the worshipping period by various tribes in the demon world. Each one of them was trained to be enchanting and charming.
But they could not arouse his desire at all. Instead, the old monster that had lived for hundreds or thousands of years was defeated and fell into the hands of such a young creature in front of him.
Suddenly, an impulse surged in his heart, and the god looked down at the succubus who was pulled into nothingness by his divine power, with a deep look in his dark red eyes.
Thinking that the succubus's weakness was firmly grasped in his hand, and that he had encounters with her time and again, which dark creature would not be honored?
Logically speaking, Lu Huai belonged to him, so whatever he did to him should be reasonable and natural.
Even if he wanted to go too far, bully him until his flat belly bulged out and soak his body with his scent.
This is also the price Lu Huai should pay for provoking him, and as a believer, he should offer everything to his God with both hands.
He shortened the distance between them and the other person, getting closer and closer to Lu Huai.
The tip of his nose was already touching the exposed whiteness, wantonly inhaling the warm fragrance emanating from the bones.
Seno could almost see himself holding the flesh in his mouth and sucking greedily, and in an instant a strange sight of white snow and red plum blossoms appeared, and such bright colors would cover the entire flawless jade tree, and in the end the lively peach-shaped tail could only be played with by him limply.
But the bulging veins on Lu Huai's forehead and the violent heaving of his chest all showed that the lingering "torture" at this moment had turned into extreme pain. This situation shattered his imagination.
Seno's pupils shrank. Before he could take advantage of Lu Huai's weakness to strangle him and do something unforgivable, he finally softened his heart and retracted his misunderstanding.
"Forget it, I'll let you go this time."
He sighed and looked helplessly at the person who rolled off the chair in the room.
Fortunately, he likes a comfortable and enjoyable life, and the floor is covered with
Lu Huai struggled to endure the stinging attacks of the light element's direct invasion. It was like a sharp scimitar piercing straight into his bone marrow, circling inside, as if to destroy his body completely.
And when he was almost in despair, he felt a gentle force coming, which healed and reorganized all the wounds and flesh fragments, gradually forming a pure energy that could fight against the torture.
Seno was clearly right in front of him, but his voice seemed to come from very far away, and only gradually became clear.
He explained what was happening based on his difficult feelings, with a childlike cruelty.
Lu Huai suddenly realized why childhood is the stage of life when humans are closest to divinity.
It may be because they have a calm and detached attitude towards life, and they don’t feel the same way as others, so they can naturally focus 100%.
"Your body can't bear the light element for too long. If you want to use magic, there is only one way now, and that is to borrow it."
"If I want to borrow it, I need a carrier. I have obtained a magical object that can use your body as a transit point to adjust the nature of energy. What you are receiving now is the process of it helping you convert energy."
"But the energy input must be strictly controlled."
Lu Huai asked him in a hoarse voice:
"Then how do I control the intake of magic power? Can I control the amount of elements I can take in?"
Seno curled his lips, and frivolously lifted his chin with his index finger, so that the flawless white jade-like face faced him, and responded in a seductive voice.
"Of course you can. Controlling it is also very simple. You can draw as much magic as you need. Just don't draw too fast, otherwise your body may not be able to bear it."
"Also, you need me to check on you regularly. If there's an excess of residual light energy and it accumulates in your body, it could cause serious consequences."
"After all, I've invested so much effort into this, I don't want to lose you so soon, my...capable subordinate."
As if he wanted to use other descriptions to refer to Lu Huai, Seno paused and caressed his face affectionately, using the warm touch to stimulate his rationality.
"It's said that the Temple of Light hasn't received any oracles in a long time. Lance might not be as peaceful as we imagined. The annual selection day is approaching. Lu, you know what to do."
Seno was waiting for his statement.
Lu Huai adapted to the current situation, thinking about everything that had just happened. He turned his head and used his hand to reject the other party's touch like stroking a pet.
But the god did not take a step back as he wished, but with this action, his face moved even closer to him, as if he was going to kiss him in the next second.
Lu Huai really had no way to deal with him.
"I know."
"If I really pass the selection, I will definitely remember to help you get your things back."
Only then did Seno withdraw his hand with satisfaction and kindly helped him up.
"It's probably quite late now. It should have been several hours since you guys arrived."
"I hope both you and I get what we want, little Lu Huai."
"good evening."
Seno's voice was very soft and gentle, but I don't know if it was out of bad taste, but when she finally let him go, she gave him a light kiss on the forehead.
Like the close people Lu Huai saw in the storybook, the father and mother who accompanied him through seventeen years of his life.
He stiffened his neck and didn't seem to like it very much.
As for Lu Huai, he instinctively felt that the Dark God was playing a trick on him, but the feeling of being hugged by the waist and over the hips when he was helped up was indeed strange. He hoped that he was just imagining things.
After a dizzying moment, Lu Huai felt himself return to reality with a sore body, and then fell into a deep sleep.
"Lu, Lu, wake up!"
When he was half asleep, the sun shone on his butt silently. Lu Huai silently turned off the alarm clock he set and put all the annoying things behind him.
When he woke up again, an enlarged familiar face appeared before his eyes, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.
"What time did you go to bed last night? Didn't you agree to go to bed early and get up early? It's time for class. We have classes scheduled this morning."
The blonde elf helped him to quickly break free from the quilt and kept chattering until he closed the bed curtains and changed his clothes.
"Thank you, Joe. I had some insomnia last night, so I might go to bed late."
"But you see, I'm awake and up."
Lu Huai still felt dizzy and a little heavy, but he was already accepting Jon's words with professionalism.
The blonde elf understood and handed over the uniform that Lu Huai had folded and placed on the chair.
The people inside began to take off and put on their clothes quickly.
On the other side, Jon's face flushed with uneasiness as he looked at the shadowy figures inside. The uniformly installed curtains did have the effect of blocking out light, and they were also dark in color, so it was difficult to see inside, but one could still make out what the people were doing and their specific postures.
For example, the people inside don’t know what’s going on at the moment, but he is here imagining things about the vaguely outlined human figure.
"I'm fine, let's go!"
It took Lu Huai about five minutes to come out, and he saw this man looking at him stupidly, as if he was a little guilty, and responding to the protagonist's occasional "standby state" with a normal expression.
"Um."
Jon put on his bag, and the two of them walked out of the dormitory on time.
But yesterday's events were still weighing on his mind, so he wolfed down his breakfast on the way without saying anything.
[Job transfer quest has officially begun: (First stage) Obtain the qualification of a reserve knight.]
Lu Huai heard the prompt sound coming from Jon's game panel. The blonde elf had already mastered the operation. Even with a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth, his operation speed did not slow down at all. It was almost impossible to realize that he was interacting with something abnormal.
As he expected, what followed was the main storyline mission released by the main system.
Lu Huai knew that its fundamental purpose was the same as Jon's—to gain access to the Temple of Light and then approach Lance. Therefore, the veteran employee, overcome by professional fatigue, opened it and only glanced briefly before concluding his operation.
No one noticed that the "green light" had turned, indicating the completion of the [Contract with the Dark God], but the "master and servant" that was supposed to appear had quietly changed, and the subsequent effects had also undergone a major change.
And soon he realized that the "opportunity" that the Dark God mentioned had come, today.
The magician gave a full three quarters of an hour to the people from the Holy See, allowing him to introduce the conditions and specific contents of the temple selection to the seeded players.
The temple messenger's task this time was arduous. Compared to the usual traditional preaching, he also needed to explain a new content.
"Addition" comes from change, and change is granted by the Supreme Will.
The priest, dressed in a white robe with gold trim, recalled the scene of that day:
The oracle of the God of Light has not been issued for a long time.
More than ten years passed before the pearl from the ocean was transmitted to his ears in the mortal world. Under the grand triple crown, Aimotia's pupils turned golden in an instant, and then returned to their original state.
Only a few elderly people had seen such a scene. Everyone lowered their heads in fear and trepidation, showing enough humility.
Even though the Pope seems young, his voice is the magnetic and clear voice of an adult male, and he looks like a young man in his twenties or thirties.
However, few people dare to look directly at this face, which can even be called very handsome.
——Treat the Great Mage, a being with the power to move mountains and fill seas. No one knows when he has been sitting on the throne, perhaps it was when he fell to the ground, or perhaps faith had not yet taken root.
All you can do is obey and believe.
The cardinal sat solemnly on the side, while the deacons and some favored priests prostrated themselves devoutly on the ground.
Waiting for Amodia's summons.
And this benevolent Pope who possessed powerful light magic energy did not let them wait too long.
"The sun shines brightly on the earth, and stars appear in due season."
Amodia wrote a letter with a quill, and the hem of her red robe fell to the ground as she stood up.
“Who is willing to spread the Lord’s will where it should go?”
"I'd like to go."
He heard himself say.
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The author has something to say: My elf was angry all night after trying to comfort his wife to no avail. What happened in his dream when he went to sleep? QWQ He got up very early to wash the quilt for fear that his wife would find out. So he said a lot of things when he found out that he didn't get up. Xiao Gou was panicked to death.
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