Chapter 164: Western Fantasy 28: Possession
When Sister Sean came to deliver the meal, the Son of God was nestling warmly in the arms of the Pope. The warm yellow sunlight fell on the two of them, and the beauty was beyond the ordinary.
Amodia gently placed the sleeping Lu Huai on the bed, tucked him in with his own hands, and then walked out and said to her:
"The Holy Son didn't sleep well last night, so he might need some more rest. If the food gets cold later, please take the trouble to prepare a new one for him."
"I understand. Please don't worry." She slowly raised her head and then stepped aside.
After Amodia left, Sean silently covered her heart. She had rarely seen this important figure before, and had hardly spoken to His Holiness the Pope.
It was truly extraordinary. His tone was so gentle, yet she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of disobedience. How terrifying. Fortunately, she served His Majesty the Holy Son, or else she wouldn't know how many times she would have died.
However, His Holiness the Pope really cares about His Majesty Lu Huai, and they have a very good relationship.
As naive as she was, she didn't know that she would see Amodia even more frequently in the future, and Lu Huai in the room, like her, was not looking forward to it.
In the upper realm, Lance opened his eyes and wanted to summon Lu Huai again, but it was late at night on the mainland.
If He wanted to contact the Holy See, He only needed a simple action, and there was a record of contacting Amodia at this critical moment before.
However, when he thought that he was looking for Lu Huai, he seemed not so anxious anymore.
"Yilan, are you missing the mortal world again? Hehehehe!"
The gray flame that slowly emerged from the chaos was still committed to using that old voice to say some extremely annoying words that could easily cause Him to twitch his brows.
"Walk."
"I didn't invite you to chat, as I recall."
"Don't give me the leisure to hit people."
Simple and powerful words directly express the attitude towards it.
But this time, his handsomeness was visible to the naked eye for only three seconds. Without any warning, the right side of Lance's perfect face showed blue-black corrosion lines again, and his face was as pale as a stone statue about to collapse.
The tone of the world consciousness was solemn: "Pollution...is getting worse again..."
"Perhaps, we need to activate Plan B and change to a new divine body." It hovered in the air, carefully observing Lance's dire condition - abundant golden energy was input at maximum power, but the wound was torn again by corrosion that was faster than it at the moment of recovery.
Even for a god, the feeling of having its body constantly broken and reassembled is not very pleasant. Seeing its backers and allies who co-created the world with it reduced to this state, it cannot help but sigh.
"Can... I not change it?" Lance thought of the eyes of Amordia when he was young, which were burning with ambition. Now all these great ambitions have become reality, and he has become His sharpest sword that is invincible on the continent.
Even though his soul was incomplete, a trace of his own consciousness was attached to him since he was born.
If there were any other way, He would not have wanted to deprive such an experienced and wise man of his life.
"Ilan, I have to tell you seriously, if you don't change, you may perish."
"Once it has completely devoured you, the one with the most powerful energy, and then extended its claws to all living things on the continent, no one will be able to find the source of this pollution, and everything will be over. You know, I am only a useless flame left. Even if I want to save everything, it will be useless."
"It's just giving up one person. Your existence is more worthy than his."
Lance closed his eyes and remained silent. He was silent for so long that the world's consciousness completely changed from the initial state of turning its back and being sure of victory to circling around Him anxiously.
"You...you're not really going to risk your life for a human being, are you?"
After the world consciousness realized that even though he was shouting so loudly, almost jumping in his face to ask questions, Lance still did not respond, he silently dived into the chaos.
Come on...it talks so righteously, but its actions in the underworld are faster than anyone else, and it keeps silent, making it look like the only villain.
Amodia's body already had the potential to be a demigod, and his arrival without his prior notice was indeed a burden for a god in a negative state, and the transmission of consciousness was delayed for quite a while.
When Lance opened his eyes again, all he saw was a vast expanse of white and... an unexpected existence.
His agent was sleeping on his, or to be more precise, on Amordia's knees, as if he had encountered a nightmare. Although he was asleep, his shoulders were still trembling slightly and tears were flowing silently.
It turns out Lance had something more he wanted to do.
But... the god lowered his eyes at this moment, looked at the tear that was about to fall from the person in front of him, and reached out his hand to gently wipe the corners of the beautiful eyes.
The fresh crystals attached to His fingers, a very novel touch.
"Why are you here?" he asked in a low voice.
It’s just that one party had no intention of disturbing the other, and Lu Huai was still trapped in the nightmare and did not make any special reaction.
Lance suddenly wanted to waste a little time, sit here quietly, and watch an ordinary human being sleep peacefully.
There was also a dressing mirror next to the bed, with an angle so large that it was almost perpendicular to the ground. Under the moonlight, the two people on the bed were vaguely reflected in it, one sitting and the other lying down. In terms of appearance and temperament, the two of them were very harmonious.
The god frowned. He didn't like this strange design very much, so he didn't understand what Amodia's intention was in bringing people to rest together and then putting this thing in front of them.
After gently resting Lu Huai's head on the pillow, "Amodia" shook his sleeves and tiptoed into the night.
Before he came back, as the golden crow rose, the person on the bed woke up slowly, squinted his eyes and looked around, and only opened his eyes normally after making sure that there was no one.
Lu Huai vaguely remembered that he had a nightmare, but he didn't know if it was his body compensating and self-recovering, but he slept particularly soundly in the second half of the night, so he is in good condition now.
But to be honest, he felt that for himself who was under house arrest, it was better to be asleep than to be awake.
This way you can avoid some people and things.
For example... Amodia.
He hoped he would never have time to care about him here.
He also hopes... At this moment, Lu Huai felt that his performance was particularly sincere, and he was almost in tears.
Unfortunately, no one in the audience could praise his acting, except for 0359 who was chewing on a roast chicken beside him.
"Xiaojiu, let's play another round of Landlord while the main character hasn't arrived yet." Lu Huai called it with a wicked smile.
"Okay, okay, let's fight." The squirrel was so energetic that he immediately put the chicken leg back into the bowl and stretched out his claws to prepare for a big fight.
"I was kidding you, someone is coming." Lu Huai touched 0350's furry head and then gracefully left the consciousness space.
0359 Just as he was about to curse, "Don't flirt with me if you don't want to marry me," he saw Amodia walk into the house with a gloomy face, and the noise he closed the door was unprecedentedly loud.
At that moment, it almost resonated with the character played by the host, shaking with nervousness and uncontrollable vibrations.
Fortunately, this time it didn't seem to be targeting Lu Huai. It saw Amodia adjust his mood by taking a deep breath, and only spoke to Lu Huai after he recovered a little.
"Lu, did I...do something last night?"
Looking at Lu Huai's face turning blue and red, it seemed that he was thinking of a lot of things.
Amordia, realizing he was going in the wrong direction, quickly explained, "Or rather, what I want to ask is, was there anything unusual about me last night?"
Lu Huai didn't know what was going on, but since he was asking this question and couldn't escape Amordia's control, he could only reply based on his feeling: "No."
"I fell asleep very quickly and I don't remember what happened after that."
The implication is that even if he did something excessive, he was asleep and knew nothing about it.
Subconsciously thinking of something, Amordia's dragon-like instinct began to stir again, but what was more important to him at the moment was to find out what Lance did yesterday when he borrowed his body.
And...how much do you know about some of the things he did.
Although the other party is now keeping their troops in place and has not given any instructions, it does not mean that we can sit back and relax.
Unlike what many people think, he is fully aware of many things, including the secret that the spirit within him that doesn't belong to him is a ticking time bomb.
However, he would not so easily allow the "Great Father God" to destroy everything he had worked so hard for.
"Okay, I get it. As long as there's nothing unusual." He touched Lu Huai's head and his fingertips brushed across a strand of soft black hair. Amodia felt that his frown involuntarily relaxed a little.
Little did they know that Lu Huai, who cooperated like a beautiful pet, had a rich inner world that was completely invisible.
He was madly complaining about this bastard, who was actually using an action very similar to the way he was grabbing 0359 to treat him.
Just when he was worrying about how long this dark and gloomy life would last, Lu Huai felt a slight movement coming from the beams.
Aimaudia believed that no one would come to spy on him, and he only knew that the "Son of God" was protected in his own room, so he secretly brought him under house arrest.
Little did he know that Byers, who was under close surveillance, had secretly contacted and exchanged information with Jon, who was eager to know the truth.
Therefore, I learned some secrets that are difficult for outsiders to access.
"Why are you here?" Lu Huai looked at the man who was taking off his mask in disbelief.
"Hurry up." He recognized those eyes the moment he saw them, so there was no need for him to expose himself more in exchange for recognition.
"Why are you here?"
"Lu, did he do something excessive to you? How can I help you? Please tell me quickly!"
"I can't tell you."
The blond elf took out something, which turned out to be the advanced potion that caused a short burst of power in the ring he had given him.
"Don't force me to break the window."
Lu Huai had no choice but to continue to persuade him: "If you go against him, you will be wanted by the entire Vatican. This is my business. Qiao, this is unnecessary. I don't want to hurt you."
"No, I can't give up on you. At worst, we can give up everything and go back to Tallo. Please stop trying to persuade me, Lu!"
Jon hit the magic circle even harder, and his body was already covered with many bloody marks of varying lengths due to the backlash.
Lu Huai closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering on his eyelids like a delicate fan. Perhaps because he hadn't had any water for a long time, his voice was slightly panting, even a little hoarse. "You and I are no longer on the same page. I've been hiding a lot of things from you."
"You have a heart for the bright future and lofty ideals. I, on the other hand, am nothing more than a piece of mud stuck in the gutter. I was born into sin, and now there's no turning back."
"Don't try to provoke me."
"What else do you want me to say? You have to ask me to admit with my own mouth that I am a demon, a creature of darkness, before you agree?"
Lu Huai felt as if he was born knowing how to express himself more fatally: "Take me out, I will die faster..."
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