Chapter 343: The Sickly Illegitimate Daughter Who Everyone Dislikes vs. the Elegant and Crazy Housekeeper (38)
Xizel seemed not to have heard Lu Cha's words. He leaned over and stretched out his other hand.
"Miss An, watch your step."
Lu Cha stopped teasing Xizel and took his arm with a lack of interest.
I almost broke the little villain’s legs.
When Xizel pushed open the palace door, Lu Cha saw a large, eye-catching area of white in the yard.
Each magician wore a white robe and a golden token representing the temple around his waist.
The crowd is led by the God of Light.
The Pope stood behind the God of Light with his head lowered.
Strands of golden light floated in the sky, crisscrossing each other and forming a web-like barrier.
This is a magic circle set up by the God of Light.
It can prevent Lucha and Xizel from escaping, and it can also protect the temple buildings from being destroyed by magic.
The God of Light looked at César with mercy:
"I have always believed that one day you will wake up and turn to the light."
"But I didn't expect that you would become more and more depraved, even hiding your identity and entering the temple, brutally murdering my followers."
"I can no longer forgive your sins."
At this point, anger flashed in the eyes of the God of Light.
All the magicians arrived the night before.
But Xizel stayed in the palace without making any movement, and he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to reveal the other party's identity and take action.
As a last resort, he killed his own followers and framed Cesare.
Although his strength had only recovered half, with so many powerful light magicians present, it was enough to kill Xizel and An Lucha.
In order to maintain his kind and tolerant image, the God of Light pretended to say:
"If you kneel down and repent now, and are willing to be sealed in the Forest of Death forever, I can forgive all your mistakes."
Xizel just looked at Lucha.
The girl looked calm and didn't show any surprise.
As he thought, Miss An already knew his identity.
César's breathing became slightly rapid, and he fell into a strange excitement.
Miss An, what will you choose?
He smiled softly, and his deep blue pupils turned into a rich black color for a moment.
Just as Xizel's fingertips condensed a thin black mist, his collar suddenly tightened.
The moment he bent down, Lu Cha stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
The cold murderous intent in Xizel's eyes was instantly replaced by tenderness.
"Miss An, please wait a moment, I will deal with them soon..."
The man's joyful voice suddenly stopped.
The long sword composed of light elements pierced through his chest fiercely.
The hilt of the sword, which was shining with soft golden light, was held in Lu Cha's hand.
Xizel's head moved unconsciously, as if he didn't react to what happened.
Until Lu Cha raised his hand and drew his sword.
Blood sprayed into the air.
He collapsed to his knees.
The bits of golden light that remained in the wound burned his flesh violently.
Obviously, Miss An's magic will not hurt him.
Cesar looked up in surprise.
The girl's lips turned bright red because they were stained with a drop of his blood.
In her apricot-shaped eyes, like autumn water, flowed the evil that he was most familiar with.
"Now, do you still believe in me as a god?"
Césaire's eyelashes trembled slightly.
He slowly wiped the blood dripping from his hands with the hem of his clothes, and then, tremblingly, hooked his fingers around Lu Cha's.
He swallowed the blood rising from his throat, carefully kissed the back of Lu Cha's hand, and madness surged in the depths of his eyes.
The affection that was no longer concealed and the subtle resentment were intertwined together, like huge waves, as if they were going to shatter the beautiful figure in front of him and completely merge with his own flesh and blood.
But even when Xizel bit Lu Cha in revenge, he was afraid that she would feel pain.
Absolutely, I can't bear to kill her.
Xizel rubbed Lu Cha's fingertips with his cheek in a daze, like a lost big puppy, begging for the master's touch.
"I will always be your believer..."
"Whatever you want...I will give it to you..."
The last word fell.
Xizel grabbed Lu Cha's sword-holding wrist and pierced his chest again.
But his eyes were fixed on the girl with burning passion.
Miss An, you gave up on him.
Next second.
Xizel was knocked away by the golden light condensed in Lu Cha's palm, like a broken butterfly, falling in the most desolate corner of the yard.
The God of Light subconsciously wanted to check whether Xizel was dead or not, but was suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier.
At the same time, the drifting black mist turned into ropes, binding all the magicians behind him.
The Pope and others seemed to be controlled, standing there with their heads bowed in a daze.
The God of Light looked in shock at Lu Cha, who was surrounded by black mist and golden light.
"You are not only a light magician, but also a dark magician?!"
Lu Cha gently licked the blood off his lips and smiled broadly: "Didn't you say you would forgive my sins?"
She hasn't killed a god yet!
Before the God of Light understood what Lu Cha meant, he saw an extremely thick golden beam of light descending from the sky, trying to destroy him in one fell swoop.
"You don't know your own limitations!"
The God of Light quickly waved the staff in his hand, dispersing the golden light falling from the sky.
But at this moment, Lu Cha rushed over with a sword.
The brilliant light blooming from her body was like the rising sun, mixed with a hint of red.
The pupils of the God of Light shrank, and he suddenly flew into the air to confront Lu Cha.
The collision of two majestic and terrifying golden lights caused the void to begin to distort.
Below, the Pope slinked away to safety, his palms sweaty.
As the saint said, he hid special magic props in the golden token and distributed them to each magician.
Once they encounter dark elements, the props will be automatically triggered, causing them to fall into a dream, creating the illusion that they are controlled by the Saint, just to confuse the God of Light.
The Pope tilted his head and looked into the distance.
After making sure that Xizel had disappeared, he looked up into the sky again.
The figures of the girl and the God of Light have been submerged in the light, and only the leaked violent elements prove how fierce the fight inside is.
The Pope clasped his hands together in silent prayer.
The Saint must win!
Otherwise, the God of Light will definitely kill him as a traitor!
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The sun sets.
But the temple was as bright as day.
The Pope and other magicians had already been knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
The yard was in a mess, with dense golden light floating around.
A deep pit appeared in the center of the yard.
Inside the pit.
Lu Cha was breathing slightly, the right half of his face was covered in blood, his eyeballs were shattered and could no longer be opened.
A few scattered strands of hair stuck to the turned-out skin and flesh, like hideous dead branches, clinging to her cheeks.
And the pretty and perfect left face was coated with a hazy and beautiful halo of golden light.
Half dark, half light.
Lu Cha struggled to stand up.
Because of her movements, blood gushed out from the wounds of varying sizes on her body.
She quietly scanned her surroundings, searching for any trace of the God of Light.
The magic circle has not been broken and the God of Light is still here.
Where did the dog go?
Suddenly, chains shining with golden light attacked Lu Cha from all directions.
At the same time, the God of Light appeared silently behind Lu Cha.
His injuries were more serious than Lu Cha's. Half of his chest was gone, revealing creepy white bones.
Faintly visible, a beating red heart.
A section of the calf was also cut off, with a few thin strands of flesh hanging from the wound.
While the chains distracted Lu Cha, the God of Light seized the opportunity and strangled her neck from behind.
“Go to hell!”
He has never been so embarrassed as today!
All this is because of the ungrateful Anlu Tea!
Why turn to the damn darkness?!
The God of Light roared and condensed the flames of light, wanting to burn the black-haired girl to ashes.
The cold dagger suddenly pierced completely into the neck of the God of Light.
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