Chapter 72 The Beautiful and Flowery Elven Priest 16
Chapter 72 The Beautiful and Flowery Elven Priest 16
The entire valley had long been shrouded in noise, and Qi Tan was held in Legrette's arms all the time, seemingly oblivious to everything around him, still in a coma.
Until Legrete carried him into the holy pool.
As if aware of something, the milky white mist began to gather around Qi Tan at a speed visible to the naked eye. They flowed slowly around Qi Tan, turned into thin threads, and sneaked into Qi Tan silently. Tan's body.
Qi Tan's face suddenly turned pale, and he groaned in a low voice, a small jet of black devilish energy permeated his body, and was quickly swallowed up by the milky white mist.
The mist swirled around Qi Tan as if to appease Qi Tan.Qi Tan's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the speed of the white mist gradually increased, and more and more mist turned into silk threads and penetrated into Qi Tan's body, merging with him.
Legrete leaned over and kissed Qi Tan's lips, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The white mist inside the holy pool was very thick, covering most of the figures of the two of them. The elves outside couldn't see their appearance clearly, and naturally they didn't see what the white mist was doing quietly beside Qi Tan.
The only thing the elves could see was the faint light that gradually appeared around the two figures in the holy pool. The longer the two stayed in the holy pool, the brighter the light became.
The elves in the valley gradually quieted down. After a long time, only the elves gasped and murmured, "This is... a miracle!"
Although the other elves didn't make a sound, they all silently recited these two words, miracles.
This can only happen to truly pure people, and it comes from the God of Light.
The elves in the Northern Territory suddenly remembered the title of Hethria, which is the blessing of the God of Light. They vaguely remembered that this title seemed to have existed since the birth of Lord Heath, and the elders at that time could never arbitrarily To bestow such a title upon a young elf born from the arms of its mother tree.
At that time, the elder must have carried Lord Hiss into the holy pool just like now, and the same miracle happened now.
The blessing of the God of Light.
The elves in the Northern Territory understood everything in an instant, and it was not that they didn't see the blackness emanating from Lord Heath's body.If this smear of blackness represents the filth of Lord Hiss himself, then the holy pool will definitely punish Lord Hiss.
But the holy pool didn't, and even gave such a precious thing as the miracle of Lord Heath.
This shows that even if the mother tree in the tribe was really destroyed by Lord Hiss, it is absolutely impossible to be the will of Lord Hiss himself. Lord Hiss is controlled by others.
And instead of noticing this, they said such harsh words to Lord Heath, and even made such excessive actions.
Lord Heath, he must be very sad, not being trusted by his own people.
The elves in the Northern Territory were full of remorse, and couldn't believe that they had treated their priests like this.
And the most difficult to accept this fact was Sinoman, who was full of expectations.
When Sinoman saw the miracle, his whole body froze suddenly. If it wasn't for the pain and weakness all over his body, he even wanted to raise his hand and rub his eyes to make sure if he was dazzled.
But the exclamations of the other elves around told him clearly that he was not mistaken.
There was disbelief in Sinoman's eyes, his lips were half-opened comically, and his eyes were wide open.
How is this possible?He clearly remembered that he had already invaded Hethria's body with demonic energy, not even letting go of his heart. How could Sheng Tan feel that Hethria was innocent?He was clearly contaminated with demonic energy, his whole body was filled with sinful filth, and he even destroyed the mother tree!
Although Sinoman knew in his heart that the matter of the mother tree was indeed controlled by Hethria, but afterward Hethria clearly believed that it was his own will, and it was his own deep desire that brought about all of this.
In this case, Hythria's heart defense should be the weakest, and it is also the most vulnerable to being eroded by magic energy.
However, the miracle that happened in the holy pool now told him that he was not successful, even though Hethria was occupied by demon energy all over his body, his heart was still pure as before, and even the God of Light still cared for him as before , love him.
Sinoman's heart was pounding, and his brown eyes reflected the white light in the holy pool.
His purpose has not been achieved, and I am afraid that he will not achieve this purpose in the future.
At this moment, Sinoman clearly realized his failure.
As an accidental product between dark elves and elves, Sinoman has two kinds of power in his body at the same time, magic power and divine power. These two powers, which should have been in constant conflict, have reached a special balance in his body.
But because of this, he couldn't really integrate into the world of the dark elves, nor could he return to the elves' territory.
Sinoman has nothing to do about it. He knows that he yearns for the light, and even yearns for the light, but no matter what method he uses, he can't get rid of the devilish energy that has long been rooted in his body.
He is an existence rejected by the light, and the bright world cannot tolerate him.
This is the truth that Sinoman suddenly realized when he grew up. Since then, he has made up his mind to destroy the light in the world. Since he can't get it, no one else can be in the light.
The existence of Hythria seemed to be the brightest point of light in the light, which immediately attracted Sinoman's full attention.
He wants to destroy Hythria, watching him fall from light to darkness, from white to filthy.
But he failed after all. In this world, after all, there is such a person who is in the light and will never be eroded by darkness.
Sinoman's eyes fixed on the young man who was carried out of the holy pool by Legrete, and there was yearning and love in his eyes that he didn't even realize.
His desire for light can already be said to be very pathological.
Sinoman licked his lips, breathing heavily.He clearly felt the desire from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to get Hethria, the elf priest who exuded a strong light breath, and wanted this person who was favored by the God of Light to belong to him.
But in the next second, Legrette's cold and emotionless voice came from his ear: "Take Sinoman to the dungeon."
[Senior, the favorability of the target person has risen to 95. 】
【I see. 】
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Sinoman was taken to the cold dungeon, and the elf guards put on bracelets and anklets that he had never seen before. Afterwards, he found that the divine power and demonic energy in his body were restricted, and the slightest Can't use it.
It was only now that Sinoman suddenly realized that in his current situation, not to mention getting Hethria, even meeting Heath was probably an extravagant hope for him.
He had to find a way to get out of the dungeon, otherwise everything would be empty talk.
Just when Sinoman was trying to think of countermeasures, he suddenly saw the figure of Legret, and Sinoman's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed again.
He didn't see Hethria, and he thought Legrete would always keep her with him.
"Don't look, Heath won't come." Legrette sneered, his delicate and noble face was full of sarcasm and disgust, as if he was looking at something dirty.
Sinoman was enraged by his eyes, and couldn't help retorting: "The legs are on Heath's body, can you still force Heath?"
"Do you think Hiss would want to see a dark elf? Or a dark elf who framed him and forced him to destroy the tribal mother tree." Sinoman debunked him mercilessly, "Sinorman, don't think that those in your heart Nobody knows the dirty stuff, Hiss isn't your thing."
Sinoman laughed loudly, "It's a pity, Legret, I've already met Heath."
Legrette's face changed suddenly. Of course he knew that his Qiqi would not really let Sinoman touch him. There are more than one items in the system mall that can make people hallucinate, but even so, after hearing When Sinoman said this, Legrete still couldn't control the killing intent in his heart.
But he quickly adjusted his expression, "Do you think you will have a chance in the future?"
Sinoman snorted softly, and seemed to be sneering at Legret's words, but the panic that flashed in the depths of his eyes revealed his true thoughts.
Legrete caught this point sharply, and seeing that his goal had been achieved, he no longer stayed in the dungeon, turned around and left.
After Legrette's figure disappeared, Sinoman's expression suddenly changed, and he slammed his fist hard on the wall beside him.
He naturally knew that what Legret said was not wrong, what he said before was nothing but his bravado.
Sinoman gritted his teeth, his heart was full of frustration and regret that gradually became stronger.
He chose the wrong path from the very beginning. If he had chosen to be with Hiss from the beginning instead of trying to destroy Hiss, the relationship between him and Hiss would definitely not be as broken as it is now.
He knew that he liked Hethria, because the light on Heath was too dazzling, but he didn't know until now that his desire for Heath was so strong.
Legrete's love for Hethria is evident, but Legrete met Heath much later than he did.
If it weren't for his wrong choices, Legret would not have had an advantage over him.
But it was too late to say anything now, and it was impossible for Hythria to have the affection he expected for him.
Signorman punched the wall again dejectedly, the rough stone wall scratched his skin, and the blood dripped on the floor of the dungeon, making a few inaudible ticking sounds.
He regretted it. If time was reversed, he would definitely not be as stupid as before, stupid enough to think that he could pull Hiss into the darkness.
[Senior, the remorse value of the target person has risen to [-]. 】
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