After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

"No, what I mean is, in your capacity, are you sure you can become a priest? Of course, I didn't say it as a priest of the undead."

Unexpectedly, after he said this sentence, he didn't get a response from César for a long time, which made He Chan feel puzzled and a little nervous at the same time.

"What... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just don't want to be a pastor anymore." César said lightly, then nodded with Schende, turned and left.

He Chan: "?"

You are changing too fast.

He Chan was depressed, turned his eyes and tried to ask: "You don't reject human beings? Do you want to be a church priest who helps human beings get rid of evil?"

César paused.

Seeing this, He Chan, who knew that he might hit his point, continued, "Actually, I don't exclude human beings, you can do whatever you want, and I support you."

"Just like what you did just now, you saved the boy. Maybe to you, it's just a gesture of waving your hand, but to their family, it's their life. You did a good job, otherwise they wouldn't be so grateful. "

"That boy is possessed by an evil spirit. As long as the evil spirit is dealt with, nothing will happen. It's just a mistake." César shook his head, not enjoying being praised, "If you encounter other problems, you need to perform a healing technique Waiting for the Holy Light spell, I can't do anything."

And performing the healing technique is a compulsory technique for the priests of the temple.

César looked down at his palm, and suddenly, He Chan found a black energy-like air mass in his palm.

Huh?

My energy group seems to be a different color from his.

He Chan hesitated, the faint blue spiritual fire in his head was beating, he held it back with all his strength, and finally, a warm white light ball the size of a ping-pong ball was released.

César was startled, his mind moved slightly, and a transparent barrier covered the two of them.

"This is?" César couldn't believe it, but couldn't help reaching out to touch it. A difference from the natural disgust brought by ordinary holy light was that all he got from this holy light was warmth.

Touching the light ball with your fingers is like soaking in a hot spring, bringing Cesar an unparalleled enjoyment.

Unfortunately, it's too small.

César's Adam's Apple twitched, resisting the urge to eat this ball of light, and let the ball of light explode and sprinkle on him.

"Hmm..." César raised his head, and the huge cloak on his head slid down to his shoulders, revealing a pure, delicate face that looked like a Western god.

He has golden yellow, slightly curly shoulder-length short hair, and light blue eyes. At this time, because he is too comfortable, he is half-opened and half-closed, which neutralizes the coldness and alienation in the depths. Slightly pale, the extension is sexy, along the master's Adam's apple swallowing.

Seeing this, He Chan felt for a moment that he was tempted.

Even if there is a "pirated version" to pave the way for him, the two have different temperaments, and a discerning person can tell the difference at a glance.

Moreover, the pirated pope had long hair, which was light golden in color, and complex lights shone from the bottom of his eyes from time to time, which He Chan didn't like very much.

César is different. Although César is an undead, he loves and sympathizes with humans in a different way, which fully explains what it means to be an undead with a human body.

Therefore, when he was put together with the Pope, He Chan had the illusion that César was more like the Pope.

While He Chan was thinking about this, César had already woken up. He stared at He Chan thoughtfully, and suddenly stretched out his hand to unfasten him from the button on his chest.

Then he closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently. In the next second, the two disappeared on the streets of Ruiha City, leaving only a yellow sunflower in place.

Not long after, a group of soldiers and horses came here, surrounded by a cardinal wearing the uniform of the church.

The cardinal got off the car, walked to the spot where César was standing, lowered his head, bent over to pick up the sunflower from the ground, and turned around.

The movements were done in one go, as if he came here just to pick up a flower.

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In the dark forest, He Chan, who was suddenly restored to his original size by César, hugged himself vigilantly and stared at César.

"What the hell are you?" César approached He Chan, his light blue eyes reflected He Chan's white skeleton.

This made He Chan, who was almost bewildered by him, wake up suddenly.

Good guy, I'm crying because of myself.

"Speak." César reached out and nodded He Chan's hard and exposed forehead affectionately.

"I'm not a thing, bah, I'm an undead skeleton clan." He Chan said seriously.

"Impossible, you are an undead, how could you cast the Holy Light spell?"

"Holy light spell?" He Chan was confused.

He didn't know anything about the energy system in the Western Regions, and he only knew the basic positions in his previous life.

He really doesn't understand the Holy Light spell.

"Holy Light spells refer to positive spells that have buffs and healing effects. They are usually mastered by the Holy Church and passed on to the priests of the Holy Church. Then through the hands of the priests, the Holy Light spells are used to care for ordinary humans in certain aspects. Strengthen the faith for the church." Aware of his doubts, César directly explained to him.

"The light ball you cast just now has a healing effect, but it's a bit small." César said with regret.

"By the way, although the threshold for holy light spells is not high, the caster must be pure in body and mind and not be polluted by dark breath. Undead creatures like you, it stands to reason that the energy provided by casting spells should be dead. Just be angry."

Dead Qi, it is impossible to cast the holy light spell.

César didn't understand, and those flowers, why can he touch them with his hands, but he can't?

Because he is ugly?

César stared closely at He Chan, as if trying to find something unusual in him.

He Chan was stared at by him, feeling uncomfortable.

It's blatant, it's blatant!

"Maybe, I'm special." He said.

"Why didn't I find that you are special?" César looked suspiciously.

"Could it be that I can perform the holy light technique you mentioned, isn't it special?" He Chan asked back.

In fact, he was also thinking about it in his mind.And that ball of energy was clearly formed by him seeing the black energy ball in César's hand and thinking that he could also condense it.

As for the holy light technique he was talking about, he didn't understand it at all.

Even He Chan didn't think that this was a holy light technique.

"Are you really a holy light spell?" César frowned. It had been a long time since he had encountered such an unexplainable thing.

"Do you want to tell the truth?" He Chan thought about it and decided to tell the truth.Anyway, Lao Wu didn't know his real identity, and now that he was a skeleton again, he didn't believe that he had no flesh, and he could still be taken in by them.

"The truth is, I don't know." He Chan opened and closed his mouth, "I saw a black ball of energy in your hand, I wanted to try it too, and then I tried a white ball of light."

Cesar: ...

What He Chan said was too casual and straightforward, so that César felt that he was not lying.

So not only did the energy in his body not convert into death energy due to the race change, but instead, it became another kind of ability that could be used directly without casting spells?

what is this?

César pondered, not sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

However, he heard that the cultivators in the Eastern Region followed the same system as He Chan described at this time.

"You release it again and let me see." César raised his chin to signal He Chan.

He Chan thought about it, but unfortunately he was powerless.

"I just overdrawn, and I can't condense for the time being."

After hearing this, César was silent for two seconds. Under He Chan's astonished eyes, he raised his hand and moved back and forth on the spiritual fire in his skull. Following his movements, He Chan felt pain and happiness.

So cool.

It was as if the whole body had been washed from the inside out. Even though there was some pain, it was still within the tolerable range, and after the pain was over, it was indescribably refreshing.

If it wasn't for He Chan's remaining sanity, he would have lost face on the spot.

This upgrade lasted about an hour.

When He Chan woke up, he found that he had become more beautiful.

Not that he boasted, it was literally pretty.

The skeleton, which was originally white and cold, has now become as shiny as jade, as if it can glow, with its own soft light filter.

Moreover, he moved a bit and found that the joints were very dexterous, not as dry and heavy as before.

Most importantly, he has grown taller! !

If it was only seven or eight years old before, then now, according to the height ratio of the skeleton, it should be seventeen or eighteen years old.

He Chan gestured happily, but unfortunately, he will not be able to hug his thigh in the future.

I don't know how to divide the realms in the Western Regions, He Chan silently felt the energy accumulated in his body, and felt that he should have the cultivation base of building a foundation at this time.

This discovery stunned He Chan.

He didn't expect that one day, he would be able to improve his cultivation base without practicing.

There is also César who helped him improve his cultivation.

He Chan once again sighed in his heart: The fifth child is too good!

"Are you ready?" César, who took off his cloak and wore a black double-breasted robe with dark patterns, was leaning against a tree thinking about something, suddenly raised his head, and asked He Chan who was still immersed in happiness.

"Okay, okay." He Chan said, opened his arms and moved around.

"can we start?"

Seeing his urgency, He Chan raised his hands in a calm manner, closed his eyes and focused on gathering the light cluster.

Soon, under César's gradually serious expression, a light cluster ten times larger than before appeared in front of their eyes.

César's pale blue pupils were slightly sluggish, and his eyes were full of blank curiosity. At the same time, he was hiding excitement and longing that he himself didn't know, so that, deep in his heart, a sense of appetite arose in vain.

After devouring the light ball greedily, this appetite increased instead of diminishing, so his gaze slowly shifted to He Chan.

He Chan: ...

Why do I suddenly feel cold all over.

Look at César again.

What kind of look do you have?

He Chan's heart skipped a beat.

Because at this moment, although César was still the same person, his feeling had completely changed.

Especially those blue eyes that are as gentle as water, clear and clean, are bottomless at the moment, as if there is a fire burning inside, it is really terrifying.

He Chan: ...

No one knows better than me what that look means.

Help!

Almost reflexively, He Chan turned his head and ran away.

Unfortunately, he didn't run away.

"Brother, brother, please be sober, look at me so ugly, I have no flesh, are you going to do it?" He Chan panicked, and the spirit fire in his pupils trembled in fright.

No, why?

I'm already a skeleton, why did he look at me so much like that animal Shiya!

"Brother, César!" Seeing that César was possessed, he grabbed him and carried him into his arms. His pair of noses, sniffing at him like a dog, and the forbearance on his face all told that he would be at any time. It's possible to take a bite.

Frightened by He Chan, he turned pale with fright, and repeatedly yelled next to his ear, hoping to wake him up.

In the end, I didn't expect it to really wake me up.

César lazily raised his eyes, and then, under He Chan's horrified gaze, opened his mouth...