"Quick, quick, quick—"
The long-lost system has already responded urgently, Su Shi is at a loss, and his soul is still stuck on the way out: "Hurry up?"
The system, however, ignored the explanation, stuffed his soul back into the body, and forcibly suspended the control of the body.
The angle of view changed instantly, and Su Shi watched helplessly as his body staggered to his feet, with a strong devilish energy escaping from his eyes, his expression turned completely gloomy, and the black mist oscillated crazily around him.
No one expected the Pope's Jedi counterattack. Esmond turned around hastily, and only then did he see the expression of the person in front of him clearly.
"This body is not bad..."
The God of Darkness moved his body a little bit, with a cold and smug smile on his face, fixed his eyes on the cardinal, and suddenly spread his hands towards him: "Come on, how about destroying me and this body together? "
Esmond's hand trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with intense blood.
He was negligent.
Ivan should be sent to the archbishop first.
He just stood there quietly without any movement, but the demon living in the paladin's body did not intend to let him go. After getting used to the new body a little bit, he moved slightly, and suddenly shot towards him.
"Lord Esmond!"
The archbishop suddenly spoke loudly, and the old voice woke up the cardinal.
His eyes fell on the escaping black air in those eyes, Esmond gritted his teeth and took a step back, the flames all over his body silently ignited.
The icicle pierced through the flames without hesitation, and a white mist rose up, completely covering the situation in the arena.
Su Shi's soul was stuffed in the corner of his body, and he finally understood the system's intention.
This is the last chance. He can also make everyone mistakenly think that he has been completely taken away by the Pope, and then drag the Pope to die together in another way, which can also be a very satisfactory ending for this world.
The ice and fire intersected, and the white mist in the arena became thicker. Esmond frowned, and held his breath to investigate the movement around him, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.
He turned around suddenly, but the rising flame hesitated for a moment, and the Dark God found an opening, and punched him hard in the chest.
The opponent's attack was precise and fierce, aiming at the wound on his body as soon as he came up. Esmond's chest was in severe pain, but he still didn't seem to notice it, his eyes fell deeply into those indifferent pupils that were neither happy nor angry.
"Ivan..."
His voice was low and hoarse, and a thick smell of blood was already spreading from his throat.
As if hearing his call, the young man's figure suddenly stopped, and his eyes seemed to regain clarity for a moment, and fell helplessly on him, with a faint glint in his eyes.
A faint hope suddenly rose, and Esmond couldn't help but take a step forward, but the corner of the other party's lips suddenly showed a thick sarcasm, and the black light left a wound on his shoulder, and he raised his hand to strangle his throat .
"You are really easy to cheat, but it's just a little bit of sweetness, so I asked you to come up with it yourself."
The Dark God leaned over to look at him, sneered, and tightened his grip on him: "His soul has been devoured by me as a sacrifice, leaving only a body. You can call him by waving your hand." Completely annihilated, isn't it?"
Esmond stood up slowly, looking at the familiar handsome face, his eyes finally gradually dimmed, and turned into bloody determination again.
"Ivan."
He looked at the Pope with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to see the familiar young man through the face in front of him.
Even though the other party probably couldn't hear him anymore, he still called out that name persistently, his tone softened, and his eyes were calm and calm.
"Don't be afraid, I will walk with you."
As he said that, he suddenly raised his hand to hold the body in front of him, and drew out the long iron long sword on the side of the paladin as a decoration.
Suddenly realizing that the situation was not good, the pope's eyes darkened, and he tried to release his devilish energy to force the opponent back.
As soon as the black mist condensed, his eyes suddenly showed some confusion and panic.
In the condensed black air, there are still fine crystals mixed in, but it is not the light power that makes him extremely afraid, but extremely small ice crystals.
The chill continuously rose from the body, freezing the blood vessels and internal organs as well. He suddenly realized something, and hastily turned into black air to escape, but found that even he was trapped in the frozen barrier with his body as a barrier.
The long sword infused with the power of light pierced through the body, penetrated one body, and then sank into the chest of another.
The warm blood spilled down, and as soon as it hit the ground, it turned into a raging fire.
Fear finally appeared in the Pope's eyes, and his eyes quickly dimmed uncontrollably.
Su Shi's soul came out of the corner and showed him a murderous and friendly smile.
…
People suddenly heard extremely tragic cries of pain, faint and indistinct, as if they came from a very far away place, but after all, they could not resist the general trend and gradually faded away.
The sun rose slowly, and the long-lost sunlight finally broke through the darkness and poured on the earth, and the thick fog gradually dispersed.
The ecstatic people cast their eyes on the field, but their expressions gradually became dazed.
The cardinal was drenched in blood, holding the body in front of him firmly with one hand, the sharp sword pierced the two of them together, his hand was still tightly held on the hilt of the sword, and the fire was burning silently.
The God of Darkness seemed to have lost control of his new prey. The young paladin closed his eyes and remained motionless, with a calm expression on his face as he leaned meekly into his arms.
Like an indecent hug.
The pain spread slightly in his chest. Esmond took a deep breath, tightened his arms trembling slightly, and tears finally fell down.
The sun rose again, and the darkness receded like a tide.
"Your Excellency Esmond, you can extinguish the flame!"
Suddenly seeing the cardinal's true intentions, the archbishop stepped forward and spoke anxiously.
Esmond remained unmoved, but held the body in his arms that had long lost its vitality, and the flames burned more and more violently.
The last bit of black air was also dispelled, his gaze softened, and he quietly fell on the handsome face in his arms, holding the young man who seemed to be sleeping in his arms firmly with one hand, and raised his hand to tidy up the slightly messy clothes for him clothing.
"Ivan, I'm sorry..."
He lowered his head and kissed those quietly closed eyes reverently.
Since you can't stay, why not go with him.
"There is still a turning point, Your Excellency Esmond, stop!"
The archbishop's eager voice came from the sidelines, causing Esmond's body to tremble suddenly, and he opened his eyes in astonishment, but he still couldn't find any life in the young man.
He was suddenly a little dazed, and subconsciously wanted to hold the other's limp hand, and only then did he touch the cuff, but his eyes suddenly showed infinite brilliance.
The cuffs are damp.
No wonder the God of Darkness tried to resist when he pulled out his long sword, but he didn't feel any pain from being burned by the devil energy.
Even though the body has been occupied, even if the soul has only the last trace of strength left, his paladin is still doing his best to protect him, even turning his body into a frost barrier, imprisoning all evil in his body,
The flames were quietly extinguished, and the cardinal lowered his head exhaustedly, looking at the bloodless sleeping face, and cautiously placed a light kiss on his lips.
wake up okay.
Give me a kiss and you should be able to wake up...
The person in his arms was still asleep, leaning against his arms very docilely, his eyebrows drooping and his eyelashes drooping silently.
The sun has risen again,
Everything that followed seemed to be in order.
He successfully defeated the Pope who was controlled by demons, prevented the invasion of the God of Darkness, and let the light fall on the continent again. Esmond's prestige in the hearts of the people has been infinitely high, and the position of the pope is almost no longer controversial.
Just like the original plot, Esmond decisively dealt with all the fallen who could not be purified, and screened the entire Holy See again. The remnants of the God of Darkness were completely expelled from the Valen continent, and the entire continent was once again bathed in light.
With the new election, Esmond became the youngest Pope in the millennium on the Wallen continent.
The young pope became more diligent after taking office. He changed the original corruption of the Holy See, and issued a lot of decrees that were beneficial to the common people. He quickly won the respect and faith of the people.
The new pope has very few personal relationships. Except for the necessary visits on official business, people only know that he will go to a very secluded wooden house alone to visit a reclusive friend after hard work.
No one knew who that friend was, and no one ever walked out of that wooden house.
Taking off his white teaching robe, Esmond opened the door and walked into the room. The warm candle was lit up, and he jumped and made a light voice: "Master."
After the desperate fight ended, his strength was still improving rapidly, and the flames released had gradually acquired spirituality, and if it continued, there was even the possibility of transforming.
He finally knew that what his paladin gave him was actually a path to becoming a god.
Esmond nodded, sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes fell on the sleeping man, and his expression softened immediately.
He leaned over and gently pulled the person into his arms, changed the person in his arms into new and soft clothes, moistened a cotton cloth with some water, and patiently wiped the young man's pale and delicate face.
"Today is the day of sacrifice. I was fortunate to meet the God of Light, but it was a little different from what I imagined."
The room was very quiet, he stopped and thought for a while before continuing with a smile.
"The Lord God also asked about you, saying that you are probably the Son of God from another plane. I think so, if such an unreliable Lord God can give birth to you, then your mother must be terribly scary."
The jumping flames reflected on the young man's cheeks, making his eyelashes flutter slightly, as if they might open slowly at any moment.
Esmond's gaze became softer, he lowered his head and kissed his cheek, as if thinking of something very interesting, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"The lord god is crying. He must bring back his daughter-in-law. I don't know who he plans to ration you to, but no matter who it is, I will not back down."
As he said that, his eye sockets were already faintly red, but the smile on his face was much stronger: "When you wake up, let's go around in front of the main god together, it's best to see that god son, and be angry with him …”
He was the only voice in the room, the young man leaned quietly in his arms, his brows and eyes were still soft, and the corners of his lips seemed to have an imperceptible curvature.
Esmond talked to himself for a while, and recounted the interesting things outside, before he pulled him into his arms again, and gently pressed his cheek.
The flame danced beside him, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice: "Master, will he still wake up?"
"He'll wake up."
Holding the paladin's hand hanging by his side, Esmond's eyes were warm and soft, and he gently kissed the other's forehead, his tone was calm and firm.
"He promised me that as long as I'm not sad, he will come back."
As he spoke, his breathing was already faintly stagnant, and he took another deep breath, forcing the sourness in his eyes back.
He raised his hand and gently rubbed the young man's soft short hair, and the brows curved into an extremely gentle arc again.
"I'm not upset, so—he'll definitely be back..."
…
Su Shi nestled quietly on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the light smile in the eyes of the new pope, and he said hoarsely after a while: "I don't understand what is the point of your doing this."
"It's better to have hope than despair. Isn't it good to see him like this?"
The screen flickered twice, and the cold and stereotyped data flow resumed, but the mechanical sound showed a little guilt.
"it is good?"
Su Shi's eyes turned cold, and the air-conditioning that had just come back from the last world hadn't subsided in time, and the sharp breath suddenly spread out: "He is waiting for me, can I go back?"
The pope's life is long, four hundred years, five hundred years - if the other party really breaks the barrier and ascends the altar, he will have tens of millions of years of life.
In such a long and even permanent life, he couldn't imagine that the other party was just guarding a person who would never wake up, passing away like this day after day, until being led by time to the end of oblivion.
Such misty hope is the truly eternal cage of despair.
It was the first time to see the host's attitude so tough, the system fell silent, and worried that the host would really investigate his actions that caused trouble, so he hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth.
"The main line of the world with God is very long. After the novice world is over, the rest time between each world is up to you... In the next world, come back as soon as possible, and I will open the back door to send you back, okay?"
Su Shi raised his head in astonishment, his eyes lit up involuntarily.
Seeing that he calmed down, the system finally relaxed, and continued to speak eagerly: "Look, this world is much better than before, and I have earned more than a hundred thousand experience points. Let's rate the current world first, and then choose the new world ,OK?"
The system's attitude today was too hospitable, Su Shi vaguely felt a little strange, but still didn't think much, leaned back on the sofa and nodded.
"The host has gained a total of 173,000 experience points in the current world, deducting 1,000 points for analgesic expenses, and deducting 20,000 experience points for beating the staff, and the settlement balance is 152,000 points..."
"Beating the staff?"
Su Shi looked up in astonishment, terribly wronged: "Who is the staff?"
"All the gods are super-planets, and they are paid staff. If you beat the Dark God, they have the right to complain to the main god system."
The system answered bluntly, and Su Shi's face instantly collapsed.
Seeing his reaction, the system couldn't help feeling guilty: "Host, next time you encounter a world with gods, don't hit him again."
Su Shi gritted his teeth and endured, beat up the Dark God again in his heart, and took a deep breath to calm down.
In any case, although he was fined a lot, he still earned more.
It is rare to have some spare money in hand, which is quite a happy thing, and there is no need to pursue the fines that have already been issued.
The system saw that he didn't lose his temper, so he opened his mouth cautiously, and added: "We are still in the testing stage, and we need to upgrade to open the official world. The upgrade requires 150,000 experience points..."
…
"Host cheer up!"
Looking at the host who lost his direction in life in an instant, the screen flickered flickering for a while, and the data flow made up a beating heart.
There is no system that does not use krypton gold in the end. Of course, it is impossible to upgrade from the test stage to the official stage without spending experience points.
And it's still a good time to spend.
Looking at the pitiful two thousand points on his balance, Su Shi lay down on the sofa and pretended to be dead, not wanting to move at all.
Seeing that he didn't react more violently, the system regained its courage and quickly completed the next data settlement.
"Congratulations to the host for achieving the [Just Can't Die] achievement. The task completion rating is S, the protagonist's misunderstanding value is 100, and the current world rating is S-level. The host can select anyone from this world to copy a certain skill, and directly transfer the mastery Elevate to the highest level."
In the end, the protagonist thought that he was really the Son of God, and even the God of Light was covered in it. This lie is quite valuable.
Su Shi felt weak, raised his hand and pulled twice, and clicked on the option of [Disguise].
…
The system was silent for a while, then cautiously: "Host, this cannot be used in the real world."
Su Shi's dead fish eyes looked up.
Facing the gloomy gaze of the host who has lost his ideals in life, the system persisted for a moment and resolutely compromised: "[Disguise] skill adjustment: In any reality or world, it can be transformed into the setting of [As long as you wear glasses, no one will recognize it]. The host only needs to Put on any pair of glasses and no one will recognize you."
The treatment wasn't bad, Su Shi managed to pull himself together, and got up from the sofa unsteadily: "Don't you think that the experience summed up before doesn't seem to be very useful?"
"It really doesn't work."
The system was also about to talk to him about this, and seeing that he finally regained his composure, he immediately agreed and offered a treasure: "When the host was blocked, I communicated with other systems, and they all agreed that the host's problem It might be on the face…”
Su Shi opened his mouth, but got stuck in the middle of what he wanted to say.
"The predicament encountered by the host, in the final analysis, is that when everyone sees the host for the first time, they will subconsciously regard you as a kind, honest, loyal and reliable person."
Consciously having found the crux of the matter, the system was full of interest, and happily continued to add: "So as long as the host covers his face, similar problems will not occur."
For this simple and rude solution, Su Shi really couldn't believe it: "Is it that simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple."
Full of confidence in the system, the bottom of the console suddenly opened, and the pallet was delivered directly to him.
There is a dark and ugly mask on it, which is ferocious and fierce, and it can easily scare a lot of people away if it is placed in the corner in the middle of the night.
Su Shi didn't care much about his own image. He picked up the mask, looked at it, and tried to put it on his face: "If it's the real world, if I walk on the road wearing it, will I really not be beaten?"
"It's okay, this mask is specially made for your next world!"
The mechanical voice is high-spirited, and the energetic posture seems to have strayed into the MLM scene: "When you wear it, you will be able to have a coldness comparable to the dark god, and bring people full of despair and fear..."
"Okay, okay, I should go."
Su Shi couldn't stand listening, so he shuddered and cut it off, but he was worried, turned around and said, "I'll go and come back quickly, remember to leave the back door for me."
"Keep it and keep it, the host can rest assured, go and return early."
The system happily opened the door for him, the data scrolled on the screen, and it was upgraded to the official mode in a blink of an eye.
Su Shi took a step forward, and his body suddenly fell into the air.
Opening his eyes again, he was already in a forest, surrounded by water, and the eyes looking at him were full of fear and hostility.
It took three seconds for the soul and the body to fully fit together. Su Shi was being chased and intercepted. As soon as his body froze, the opponent took advantage of the gap and slashed at him fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, Su Shi's soul had been completely fused, and he retreated suddenly to avoid the knife that almost killed him, but his face suddenly turned cold.
The hideous and ugly mask was cut in half and fell silently to the ground, revealing a handsome and gentle face.
No one expected that under such a hideous mask, there was actually a young man with an extremely delicate appearance. The brows are warm and soft, and the pupils like lacquer are transparent and dust-free, calmly looking at the pursuer in front of him, without any fear or nervousness, on the contrary, he shows indifferent and calm in his bones.
He was good-looking in the first place, but under the strong visual contrast, it made people's hearts move suddenly, almost giving birth to a little amazing feeling.
The visitor's expression was slightly condensed, his movements could not help but slow down, and his eyes fell on his face thoughtfully.
The author has something to say:
Su Shi:? ?
#I don't think so#
#Is it too late to be disfigured#