Knights of the Light

In the maze, a light source flickered in the air, bringing light and heat like a flame.

Alan sits by the light source to warm up, while using it to resist the pain of cleaning the wound - his right arm has just been broken, and the disgusting monster that severed his arm has left a kind of slime in the wound, which is eating away his broken wound , a layer of stones as fine as sesame seeds was growing on his wound, embedded in the flesh and blood, it was creepy to see.

If he is an ordinary person or a creature of the neutral and good camp, then His Excellency Bei's purification technique will take effect instantly, but it is a pity that Alan has been demonized too many times, and his essence has completely become the flesh and blood of a demon. his disguise.So if Your Excellency Bei casts a purification technique on a demon, Alan, who is the demon's body, can instantly feel the warmth of being soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, and Bei can also remarry his son logically (?).

"Father, why do I feel like we've been walking for so long? Is this plane really that big?" Alan felt very painful, because he had been disconnected three times in the past few days. It's still too scary. "I used to think that my talent was too strong, and I couldn't die no matter what. Now I realize that the effect of pretending to be dead is limited."

Bei looked at his messy hair, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head flat: "You are very good."

"I'm just worried about Percy. I've been outside for so long and got the curse potion again. Is it really okay?" Alan was very depressed.

"The time ratio here is ten times that of the outside world. The astral world is a place of chaos in time and space." Bei has been Alan's tutor for a few days. "In the material world, only eleven hours and nineteen hours have passed." point."

Alan felt that his heart was finally let go, so he remembered the second most important thing, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "The flower just now strangled seven of my lives."

As a high-level demon who needs to be killed nine times in an instant, Alan feels really stressed. It is a very beautiful little white flower, but who knows that there is a huge animal mouth under the flower, and the sticking out tongue can separate it. Countless tentacles with fangs, almost have a psychological shadow.

"Neserella, it took tens of thousands of years to build this labyrinth. She is an ancient god without a god." Bei was not surprised, "Such a long time is enough for her to collect everything she needs. A Strangler is an immobile plant, and it should have been 10 years since she found the seeds and planted them."

"So it's not that I'm too watery, but that it's too strong here." Alan sat next to Bei and looked at him pitifully with a comforting expression.

"You are amazing." After being called his father many times, Bei's expression towards him was much gentler, and Alan, who possessed a mysterious emotional response, keenly felt that Bei's awkwardness towards him before had disappeared a lot, of course. I have to keep working hard, this is the golden time to repair the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law (?), and I may not be able to find it next time I light the lantern.

So he immediately said: "It's too far from you."

"You have a lot of time. When I was your age, I didn't even reach the third level." Bei looked at a light source in his hand, cleaning his wound with a needle like needle, "But it's not all good things, You have too many loopholes."

"Hiss!" Alan gritted his teeth after a piece of flesh was torn off by a growing stone, and asked in a low voice, "Father, I remember Percy said that as long as you don't reject darkness, your holy light won't reject it either." ..."

"That's Imidil's theory of shadow priests." Bei's voice was much softer, his voice was cold and a little hoarse, but it was nice to hear, "That's another kind of camp shift, not all professions It can be used, but if it is not serious, it will be tempted by the darkness."

"Dark ones..." Alan lowered his head, his whisper was almost inaudible, "It's not necessarily all bad."

"I can't compromise because of other reasons. Since Percy has chosen you and he insists, I won't object again."

"...Is your previous objection related to the dark power in Percy?" Alan finally couldn't help asking the question that he had been puzzled in his heart. Percy's power after switching camps has far exceeded the scope of terror. Even a veteran powerhouse like Alinda couldn't please her. It was by no means a discount from the pure after the fall, but Percy's own strength.

"Yes, Percy's power has been sealed by me. Too much power is not a good thing for him." Bei picked out the last stone and helped him connect his broken arm. After there is no material interference, it has automatically produced flesh and buds, entangled in the air like a snake, and then grow together.

"…I'm sorry." It's all my fault for not going to Percy - well, I really can't.Alan got up a little guilty.

"It's ok."

"Father, can he and I often accompany you in the future?" Alan asked, rubbing his head against his approaching shoulder, and flicked his tail.

"Don't move, and you can't." Bei refused coldly.

"Why?" Alan felt that his grievance was about to overflow, and continued to rub unwillingly.

"You have to take the position of a devil, and Percy is also the way to return to what he should be." Bei said calmly, "Since he was born, I knew that one day, he would be just like Nolan."

"It's not like that, race doesn't represent justice! I've seen the most despicable human beings and the noblest undead, why do you always discriminate?" Alan quickly changed the old Buddha's words in wow .

"The problem is not with him." Bei rubbed his head, seeming to like the feel of it, "When Nolan was born, I didn't seal his power, he can easily get what he wants, but what he doesn't want, he will follow suit. come."

"Unwanted?" Alan repeated suspiciously.

"Others' fear, slander, and isolation." Bei shook his head slightly, "Nolan didn't have a single friend. He grew up alone, and I can't give enough. He likes music, but no one will value his music. All he saw was 'the son of Bei' and the 'monster with dark blood', no matter how many demons he killed and how much credit he made, others looked at him with fear and scrutiny."

"But Nolan won't care, he is a strong man." Alan retorted.

"But you won't be happy either. If a race is full of people who reject and oppose you, you have to either remain silent or resist. The former will only make you sad, while the latter will make the rejection and opposition worse." Then he continued, "When Nolan brought his wife back, he wanted my approval. The confrontation between evil and the holy city will not bring him a moment of peace in life, and his wife is not a patient person."

"But I can bear it!" Alan clenched his fist and promised, "I'm not afraid of what others say."

"Nolan's wife endured it, but then she broke out. She destroyed half of the holy city, and I almost fell to the gods." Bei slightly shook his head, "Later, Nolan took her away and never came back. .”

"..." Alan was very worried.

"In fact, not everyone is so hostile to them. It's just that the strong can't stand the grievances given by the weak." Bei Ping said, "I don't want them to feel bad either, so just leave."

"But he will be sad if he leaves you." Alan said angrily.

"Time is the best medicine. It can heal all injuries. Nolan is doing well now. You are also a real immortal, and you will understand."

"I won't do this, you can seal me up first." Alan thought of many sealing methods in an instant, all of which could be done.

"No need, it will be embarrassing for Percy." Bei stood up and said, "As long as you are fine. Let's go, the end is coming soon."

"Father..." Alan raised his head and looked at him fixedly, "I know you don't hate me, I'm suddenly very happy, thank you."

He rushed over, rubbing.

"..."

This time, Bei didn't hit him flying.