Lucian is running.
It's not that he can't fight Bright and the others. If Lucian was the only one here, he might not be without the power to fight back if he attacked the group of people.
But now he is still holding Wade in the form of a little white tiger.
A head-on confrontation was always the stupidest approach. At least, he couldn't let Wade stop him.
Soon, only Bright and three others were left. Lucian knew that these four were the most powerful saints. He walked without stopping, pondered for a moment, and turned into a forest!
There are a lot of jungles, forests and wastelands in the territory of the beastmen. It is especially easy to hide in the forest. Lucian took off her veil, tied the sleeping little white tiger to her back, and lay on the treetop to check.
Soon, he saw the first person—the thinnest scout among the four, and the fastest. Lucian grabbed the branch with both hands, swung down from the tree, and clamped the man's throat with his legs at the fastest speed!
The scout's throat was blocked, and he couldn't make any sound. He stared at Lucian with bloodshot eyes. Lucian didn't waste words with him, but thrust the ice blade in at the fastest speed and cut his throat.
And pierced his heart.
One strike sealed the sound, one strike sealed the life. The scout's body fell down. Lucian threw his body into the bushes.
He checked the situation from behind a grove of trees. Soon, the blond knight came in with two other people. The other two stood on Bright's left and right, forming a sword shape.
Lucian chose to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. He used wind magic to push the scout's body, and soon a holy light spell was cast towards the scout. Lucian took the opportunity to dodge behind the caster and stabbed him in the back.
His movements were too fast, too cruel, and too unexpected. Bright only saw a flash of silver-gray hair, and the saint behind him fell down with blood gushing out of his head.
Not Lucian, he thought.
In the past, Lucian was gentle and compassionate on the battlefield. He also used the most ruthless and accurate spells to attack the enemy, but he never attacked his teammates.
He would gently apply medicine to everyone with the golden lily mark on their body, and cast spells to heal or bless them.
But Bright found that he did not feel sad and angry about the death of his peer, even though another peer next to him was furious because of the death of that person. That person was famous for his swordsmanship and had rushed forward angrily, wanting to fight Lucian to the death.
"You are a shameful traitor and a hateful retrograde!" the man said.
The man was obviously too arrogant, he didn't understand what Lucian really cared about. Bright didn't intervene in the fight between the man and Lucian, but focused on Lucian's back - there was a small white tiger tied there.
That's what Lucian really cares about.
The scar on his chest began to itch again. It was what Lucian had left on him. Bright stared at Lucian's fierce fighting posture and thought, since he was so cruel, no matter what kind of punishment he used on him, it would not be too much.
He really hated him, he thought.
Lucian failed everything.
Bright also joined the battle. His movements were neither fast nor slow, but each move was aimed directly at Lucian's back. Lucian bit his lip, and his expression became more surprised.
"Bright." Lucian smiled and used the long sword. "You don't look like a paladin when you fight now."
"You're unhappy, aren't you, Lucien?" he heard Bright's voice, "Do you care about the kitten behind you?"
"But don't worry." Bright said slowly, "We only try the guilty people - just you, not the innocent."
Lucian smiled slightly and said, "I just remembered that when it comes to swordsmanship, we were originally students in the same class."
"If you plan to beg for mercy and repent now, perhaps I will consider it on behalf of Dusk City." Bright said.
Lucian said nothing.
Bright felt more angry.
Lucian pretended to be embarrassed, and was about to be pierced through the heart by a move. Bright's eyes darkened at that moment, and he wanted to deflect the helper's sword, but he saw Lucian evade the helper's move and nailed the helper to the ground with his long sword.
Lucian smashed his joints. The sword in his hand seemed to have a soul. Every time he struck, there was a crisp sound and a cry of pain. He was like a figure skater, flying between the flashes of swords and sabers. No blade could glide past his body, but every strike of his hits reached the right place, like a dancer at a ballroom dance who stepped on every beat gracefully.
Finally, the helper fell to the ground with a scream of pain. Lucian's long sword made a sword flower in the air, and a flash of purple light flashed. He looked at Bright and smiled: "I remember that in my class, I was the undisputed first - whether it was dancing or swordsmanship."
He tilted his head slightly to the other side, raised his ruddy lips, and said, "Why, do you also need me to teach you how to dance?"
Bright looked at him sullenly, then smiled for a while.
The blond knight supported himself with his sword and said, "Lucian, from that day on, I really wanted to see you..."
"Apologize?" Lucian said, "Impossible."
Bright paused.
The wound on his chest began to hurt again.
Then, Lucian smelled a strange scent and heard a crisp sound!
A medicine test tube was crushed and the liquid inside went into Bright's mouth.
The liquid was golden red, like flowing magma.
Golden patterns began to spread all over Bright's body, and a powerful force surged. At that moment, Lucian's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at the tube of liquid and whispered: "Raphael..."
From then on, Bright's power was unmatched. He attacked Lucian!
Lucian only had time to throw Wade away. His movements were agile, but he couldn't resist the force when he was fighting with Bright. Finally, Bright grabbed Lucian's neck and pressed him against the tree. Bright laughed and said, "Raphael... How do you know its name?"
Lucian had no expression on his face.
Of course he knows.
Raphael is a potion invented by the late emperor in the book. It is extracted from the withered heart of a fallen god and blessed by the god of light. This potion can stimulate the functions of the drinker in a short period of time, making him infinitely close to god.
However, after drinking this potion once, you can no longer stop drinking it. After drinking 18 potions successfully, the body will be transformed into a body that is most suitable for the direct descent of the God of Light.
Later in the novel, Vader battles against a similar husk.
But as the power is increased, the mental stability of the drinker will also decrease accordingly... Just like now, Bright grabbed his neck, with golden patterns on his face and a fanatical expression: "Lucian, after that, I heard many rumors about you..."
"I heard that you ran away with a man before you became Vader's queen. Vader was furious and caught you back..." Bright laughed softly twice, "It seems that you are now very comfortable with the identity of a succubus..."
“You can’t drink that potion.” Lucian said, “I guess you don’t know what that potion means…”
"What does the potion mean?" Bright looked at him and laughed. "The potion means power, and power means authority. We made it to destroy that person, and only the true heroes have the chance to drink it! After drinking the potion, I have much greater power than before, and even new abilities."
"Power, yes, power. Just like this." Bright tightened his grip, and Lucian began to choke uncomfortably. "As long as I use more force, I can strangle you to death... Wade tried to strangle you to death, right?"
He laughed: "Weide also strangled you to death before. You stayed by his side only because he was so powerful that you could not escape. Lucian, admit it, you are a heartless bitch. You have no shame, no guilt. You killed the people who came to save you, you ignored the years of training of the court, and you started a war against the human race... But."
He touched Lucian's cheek with his fingers. "I'm not going to give up on you, Lucian. I will find a way to influence you, purify you, and turn you back to your original appearance."
Lucian chuckled.
"Look at what you look like now, Bright." Lucian endured the discomfort, pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes unscrupulous, "You look so pathetic, like a miserable dog..."
"I forgive you, Lucian." Bright said with a gentle and compassionate look, "Your nature is indeed dirty, but I can always cleanse you..."
Lucian suddenly sensed a hint of danger.
The false god's eyes looked at him and said, "For example, first let you sincerely repent your sins and your life, for example..."
"Let me see first, who is the man you eloped with in the rumor?"
"!!"
Bright's eyes flashed with golden light, and at that moment, Lucian began to scream silently.
He saw part of his memory being extracted and displayed in front of Bright.
Lucian pushed Bright away with all his strength. He covered his neck and leaned against a tree. Bright seemed to be stunned. He stood there, his lips trembling. After a long while, he said, "What is that?"
He saw a memory and saw Burton...
"What is that? You and Burton, you and him..." Bright muttered, chewing. Lucian supported himself to stand up and said angrily: "You shut up..."
"… "
"… "
“Hahahaha…hahahahaha…”
A sharp and desperate laugh came out of Bright's throat. He shook his body and laughed loudly: "So that's how it is, Lucian, so that's how it is..."
"Everything is a game, everything is a joke, hahahaha, the knife that stabbed me was a joke, what I swear to protect is a joke, the court has always been a joke to you, and so is faith. There is no such thing as the Son of God, no such thing as Lucian, and not even such a succubus - no one will ever be able to understand your confession -" Bright raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at Lucian, then he spat out two extremely terrifying words.
"Number five."
"… "
"Shut up!" Lucian shouted, "Shut up!"
“Hahaha… Hahaha…” Bright laughed. He looked at Lucian with hatred, and suddenly, he smiled gently, “It’s okay, Lucian.”
"If I take you back to the palace and erase your memory, you will still be Lucian, not Number Five." Bright said softly, "What a ridiculous thing that is. Other worlds? Small worlds? Right, Lucian, that's just a dream."
Bright looked like he was about to lose control, and Lucian knew that he must not let Bright walk out of here alive.
He endured the wound on his body, secretly pursed his lips, and decided to pretend to be nice and stabilize Bright's emotions. He stretched out his thin white hand to touch Bright's forehead, and said worriedly: "What's wrong with you, Bright, I..."
Bright reached out and grabbed his wrist. He smiled and said, "Lucian, do you think I would..."
At that moment, a blazing flame suddenly ignited!
The golden-red flames rushed towards Bright, who waved his hands to resist them.
The man in black came out of the bushes. His face was extremely gloomy as he looked at Lucian's hand being held by Bright. When Bright saw the man coming, his eyes flashed with even deeper hatred. He whispered, "It's you... You're here?"
Wade said coldly: "Lucian, come here."
After saying that, he looked at Bright and said contemptuously: "The dog of the court will also be here, but it looks like you drank something good... False God? False God's power? It looks interesting."
"I suppose you wouldn't mind telling me later what you drank," Vader said. "A captive Paladin is not bad."
Bright looked at him, then at Lucian, and suddenly he burst into laughter.
He laughed louder and louder, and at the end, Vader frowned.
"Weider," Bright said word by word, "Who do you think you are?"
Vader sneered.
"You are more worthy of being called a god than a reformed waste like you." He said, "You should learn some etiquette."
Wade stopped talking and flew forward to fight with Bright. Lucian was also released from Bright's hands. Wade protected Lucian and prevented the aftermath of the fight from reaching him.
The power of the false god had some effect, but it was no match for the real god. Bright's expression began to twist, and Wade knocked him to the ground in the most contemptuous way. He kept hitting Bright's knees, forcing him to kneel again and again. Finally, Wade felt that this game was not fun anymore. He twisted Bright's wrist, and Bright could no longer stand up.
"Where did you get that strange liquid?" he said.
Bright was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. He looked at Wade with hatred, and glanced at Lucian. Lucian was looking at him expressionlessly.
At that moment, a sense of absurdity and triumph made him laugh.
What's the point of Vader knocking him down? He's protecting Lucian... but he doesn't know anything!
He is the victorious one!
Bright's reaction looked really strange. He laughed until he almost couldn't breathe. Wade frowned and said, "Shut up."
"Weid, compared to that liquid." Bright suddenly said, "Do you want to know where Burton, who eloped with your 'Lucian', went?"
The name made Wade's pupils tremble. He said coldly: "What do you want to say?"
He was greeted by Bright's laughter.
He laughed continuously and crazily: "Before you woke up, I checked your 'Lucian' memory. You know, Vedrin has always been very good at this kind of magic. Wade, you are really amazing. You are not only the Blood Emperor of the human race, but also the Dark Lord of the demon race. The only thing I sympathize with you is that you have been played around by 'Lucian'. He tortured you however he wanted. He even ran away from your wedding and followed another man to a faraway place..."
"Even now, you don't even know where Burton has gone. I tell you, you can't find Burton in this world!" Bright suddenly roared, "Because he is a liar, a complete liar!"
"..." Wade looked at him coldly.
"Do you want to know who Burton is? Lucian's ex-lover? No, he is number four and Lucian is number five! I know where he is and the relationship between them, but you? You are just a fool who has been kept in the dark. You are so pitiful, Wade. Are you still looking for Burton? I tell you, Burton doesn't even exist in this world!"
"What do you mean?!"
Wade's face suddenly turned very bad. The difficulties he encountered in finding Burton in the past few days and the strange news flooded into his mind. Bright told him the details of Wade's disguise, the details of his escape from marriage, and the obvious traces of Bright using telepathy magic...
He suddenly felt a slight sense of uneasiness and fear. It was as if there was something that frightened him...
Will be verified soon.
But Bright knew it before him. He looked at his protection of Lucian and at him now, with a look of mockery, contempt, and pity.
"Burton came to this world for Lucian, Wade." Bright's expression suddenly became gentle. "He came for Lucian, Lucian told me everything. Burton's code name is number four, and Lucian's is number five. Of course he likes Lucian, because he... and you? You will never be able to get 'Lucian', because he and you are not from the same world. Pfft, don't show that look that only you are kept in the dark. Wade, you are really the stupidest fool in the world. Don't you see that there is something wrong with Lucian? It's all because of him..."
Wade felt a splitting headache, perhaps because he sensed that Lucian was in danger and broke out of hibernation, or perhaps because of Bright's emotional fabrication. He looked at Bright coldly...
What truth could Bright tell? He sneered, thinking it was all just dying nonsense.
Yes, he thought that was all death-defying nonsense.
What is Number Four? What is Number Five? What are the other worlds? What is Lucian not Lucian
"He will leave you eventually!! He never intended to stay with you forever, because he..."
Vader lost his patience and tried to knock Bright unconscious.
At this moment, an ice blade pierced Bright's throat with extreme ferocity and accuracy.
Wei De slowly raised his head and looked at Lucian.
Lucian looked at him, and for the first time, he showed a kind of expression that he had never seen before...
A cold, expressionless look.
That's not the look that kills a person, it's more like...
deal with.
Simple processing.
That expression made Wade feel that he was far away from Lucian.
More than just mountains and seas.