After the death of the people, the crematorium is full [Quick Transmigration]

The knights were taken aback by the sudden flames on the sidelines, and they all looked in the direction of the Son in unison.

However, they were shocked to find that the originally blond and blue-eyed Holy Son was now surrounded by a strong aura of darkness. His ankle-length hair was as long as frost and snow, and the huge black mouthparts covered his lower half. On his face, only a pair of dark and deep eyes like the whirlpool of the deep sea were revealed.

Young white slender eyelashes hang down, on the dark skin, the mysterious and ancient golden lines glow with a faint luster under the firelight.

Ike stared straight at the saint son who had almost completely changed his appearance, and stammered: "You, you are...?"

"As you can see," the white-haired young man smiled and stretched out his hand, "I have fallen."

Following his movements, shadows under the light of the fire flooded towards his palm from all directions, forming a black viscous spherical liquid that was slowly rotating.

This is the product of the condensed dark breath to the extreme. Ordinary people will be in a trance and become walking dead if they get a little bit of it.However, Lin Xiaodong's belief is firm - he is a firm materialist, and there is plenty of light magic in his body.Therefore, this thing is basically useless to him, at most it can stimulate the magic power in his body.

However, this kind of killer weapon, which can be called a source of pollution, was used by the evil gods to play ahem... It's really a bit of a waste.

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Lin Xiaodong recovered from his past memories, and under the half-shocked and half-complicated gazes of the knights, he gently blew a breath on the black sphere.

In an instant, the bright flames in the secret room trembled together.

The warm orange-red light turned into a faint blue abyssal fire, and the black sphere turned into a big snake as thick as an adult's arm, wrapping around the body of the white-haired young man, and the huge snake head spitting out a long message and rubbing against each other intimately. Rubbed the young man's cheek, as if begging for praise from the other party.

"Good boy." The Son touched its head and said softly, "Good job."

Ike couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Although that Chris was an acquaintance of Son Lynn, and his experience was very tragic, but if he said something about him, he would be able to lure the Son to become like this, and Ike would not believe it even if he killed him.

So, there is only one possibility——

Holy Son Lynn, in fact, has already fallen!

"Captain, what should we do?" A knight asked faintly behind him.

The black-haired man's hand has been pressed on the hilt of the sword since just now, and his expression looks a little cloudy under the dim blue light.

The strength of the Holy Son after the fall is unknown, but judging from the big snake, his magic power can definitely deal with them with ease.But the church stipulated that if a knight flees before a battle, it is a capital offense...

"Captain Ike," as if aware of his hesitation, the white-haired young man looked at him and said in a flat tone, "Maybe you think I have abandoned my faith, but I can tell you that I have never betrayed my god. On the contrary, I am now the closest believer in the world to God."

Ike said awkwardly, "What do you mean...?"

The white-haired young man bent his eyes, ignored the vigilance of the knights, walked up to the black-haired man step by step, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"It's not that you betrayed the light, but that the light betrayed you," he said to Ike in a low, seductive tone, "I won't kill you, but Captain Ike, you should be very happy in your heart." I understand, you can’t keep me. After returning to the church, the Pope will only punish you and squeeze you even more—and all these injustices, are you really willing to endure?”

"But that's not why I betrayed the church." Ike did shake for a moment, but soon he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to wake up. The world is against it!"

"Who said I was alone?" The white-haired young man asked back.

Ike frowned and said, "Why, do you have any other accomplices of the cult? I—"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth tightly.

A powerful arm blocked his body from behind. The Holy Son raised his head, looked at the face of the evil god shrouded in mist, and smiled happily: "My god, you are here."

"What nonsense are you talking to them," the evil god said indifferently, "turn them into undead directly, you have to be as obedient as you can."

The Holy Son shook his head: "I still hope that more people can understand the truth of thousands of years ago, follow you, and believe in you." After a pause, half of his face hidden under the black mouthparts faintly revealed a cold smile , "Even if you don't need us believers, I will definitely kill those shameful liars who sullied the oracle of the God of Light, and let them know what will happen to you for cheating you."

He was half-embraced by the evil god, his cheek was pressed against the cold and broad chest of the other party, and he let out a silent sigh in satisfaction—ah, what beautiful abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles.

In the eyes of the evil god, it is his little lamb who has become sweeter, more gentle and considerate.

He would willingly stain his hands with blood for himself, sink into endless darkness, and live forever... As long as he thinks of these, the evil god feels a burst of excitement.

"In that case," he glanced at the pale-faced ants in front of him without any emotion, and looked at the white-haired young man in his arms tenderly again, "then listen to you."

The evil god's big hand unbuttoned his upper body one by one, and gently rubbed his palm against his raised butterfly bone. Before the white-haired young man could react, he suddenly slashed open his waist with his nails. skin.

"...Ahhh!!!"

The white-haired young man shivered and curled up in his arms, with one hand tightly grasping the robe on the evil god's body, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes due to the pain.

"Shh, it will be over soon." The evil god pitifully kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Honey, bear with me."

He was using the power of darkness to reshape Lin Xiaodong's body. After thousands of years of loneliness, the god who had no desires and desires finally met his desire.

He wants to keep youth by his side, forever and ever.

"It hurts...it hurts..." But at this moment, Lin Xiaodong couldn't listen to any words at all. He felt that every bone in him was being broken and recast, and the blood in his veins was a hundred times higher than usual. The speed surged so fast that he could even clearly hear the beating of his own chest.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"System, block the pain..." he called weakly, but he didn't hear any response at all. Instead, some disorganized voices filled his brain, as if someone was trying to persuade him, or as if he was alone. Soliloquy:

"He's not the Gu Xi you knew back then, he's just an empty shell..."

"Countless restarts, don't you give up?"

"You have violated too many regulations. If you continue like this, you will be sentenced to severe punishment."

"Give up, don't wait any longer, he doesn't love you at all..."

Accompanied by the chaotic mind, a pair of black wide wings grew rapidly and stretched out from the young man's bare/naked back.

"miracle……"

This weird and evil scene made Ike's eyes gradually obsessed, and the people behind him also had the same expression.This has nothing to do with the division of camps between darkness and light, it is just because of the uncontrollable longing and longing of mortals when they witness the power of gods.

He knelt down on the ground unconsciously, and deeply worshiped the tall god in front of him.

"My God..."

But in the next second, the black-haired man was thrown to the wall by a gust of wind.

"My god is also worthy of your name?" The evil god looked at him coldly, and his voice was sarcasm.

Ike's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.But the moment he fell to the ground, regardless of the severe pain in his body, he continued to get up and knelt down tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "God of the abyss, please forgive my rudeness and offense."

The evil god snorted coldly, ignored him, and gently stroked the newly grown black fallen wings behind the Holy Son with his hands.

When his fingertips touched the softest part at the base of the wings, he listened to the subconsciously soft nasal voice of the person in his arms, and paused unconsciously.

"how do you feel?"

Lin Xiaodong weakly opened his eyes.

He wants to smoke people.

The evil god didn't wait for the answer he wanted, and he was a little dissatisfied, but he still asked patiently: "Do you feel that the divine power is running stagnant somewhere? You have just transformed into a demigod. If you have any discomfort, you must tell me."

But before Lin Xiaodong opened his mouth to answer, his face suddenly changed, and the arms around the young man tightened suddenly.

"What's the matter, my God?"

"...It's nothing, I'll go back to the abyss first." Feeling the vibration of the god core in his body, the evil god cursed secretly, and said to his little lamb still calmly on the surface, "These people will be handed over to you."

After speaking, he disappeared into the secret room.

Lin Xiaodong's body swayed, but the wings on his back suddenly opened, making him stay in midair.

"Wow." He turned his head and looked curiously, experienced the feeling of flying with long wings, and then cast his sights on the knights below.

Captain Ike was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up at the god, and he didn't even know that the evil god had left.And because of the divine power just now, the other knights with slightly weaker physiques had long been in a coma, and they only woke up slowly at this moment.

The toes of the white-haired young man lightly landed on the stone bricks. With his movement, a few black feathers fell in front of Ike's eyes, and disappeared into a wisp of dust when he wanted to reach out to catch them.

"Now, Captain Ike," Lin Xiaodong asked with a smile, "are you willing to believe what I say?"

The dark-haired man raised his head in shock.

The two maintained this posture and looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally, Ike lowered his head, pressed his right hand on his chest, and made a gesture of allegiance: "I am willing to believe in the God of the Abyss, and follow the glory of the Son of God to the end of the world. "

But out of his own selfishness, he added:

"—From now on, I will go through fire and water for you, and I will do whatever I can."

Because of Chris' parchment and years of oppression by the church, after persuading Captain Ike, Lin Xiaodong won the loyalty of all members of the entire knight order with little effort.

But in this way, the church will definitely not be able to go back.

"His Royal Highness, we need a base, or rather, a headquarters." After completely confirming that he had left the church and sent his subordinates to secretly take over everyone's family members, Ike looked radiant and wished he could immediately roll up his sleeves and get on the horse. "This war, to put it bluntly, is a battle for believers. The gods are on our side, and we have a natural advantage. However, it is undeniable that the power of the Church of Light is indeed very large, so it is best not to confront it head-on."

Lin Xiaodong nodded: "You are right."

In fact, he had thought about whether he should stay in Earl Lyle's manor, but firstly, so many people died here, and living here in the middle of the night was infiltrating people; secondly, Bishop Raphael knew about their attack The destination is reached, and the church will send people to outflank them. With their current strength, they will definitely have to let the evil gods come to the rescue.

But Lin Xiaodong thought of what the evil god said to him before, and his behavior of disappearing strangely without knowing what to do, and he still made a silent decision in his heart to draw a few more believers for the other party before leaving this world.

Otherwise, if you only go out but not in, even your divine power will definitely be exhausted one day.

"I do know a good place," Ike tentatively asked the Holy Son for advice, "In addition to Earl Lyle's manor, there is also a manor marked by the church as the root of corruption in the suburbs of the western part of the capital, which has been deserted for nearly a year. It's been a hundred years, what do you think?"

If it was normal, of course Ike would not take his knights and family members to that ghostly place, after all, he would be entangled by evil spirits.But now that he has even seen the real god of the abyss, and there is a fallen angel by his side, what evil spirits are he afraid of?

"Yes." Lin Xiaodong agreed to his proposal.

A hundred or so of them set off in the middle of the night and arrived there in just a few hours.The white-haired, dark-skinned angel spread out his black wings and exerted his divine power. In just a few breaths, a magnificent dark temple rose from the ground.

The civilians below looked at his eyes in awe and fear, knelt down on the ground one after another, and recited Lin Xiaodong's "Dark Canon" just compiled last night without skill, wisps of dark faith emerged from them, and a A small part was absorbed by Lin Xiaodong's black wings, and most of the rest returned to the gods at the bottom of the abyss.

The body of the evil god, who hadn't felt the power of faith for thousands of years, shook, and the god's core with a few cracks appeared to be soaked in hot springs. He raised his head and looked upwards with complicated eyes, and sighed silently.

"You still didn't listen to me..."

As the first batch of believers settled in the Dark Temple, the No. [-] of the Abyss gradually spread in the dark of the capital.

After learning that the Holy Son and the Knights had rebelled against the church, the Pope in the Church of Light was furious. He immediately removed them from the church and ordered the seven knights to dispatch at the same time. After discovering their traces, all but the Holy Son All outsiders were killed on the spot.

In addition, he also summoned the nobles of the royal capital and the top leaders of the church to hold a huge "confession ceremony".

"God of Light, please forgive my sins!" Wearing a heavy costume, he knelt on the cushion in front of the Statue of Light with tears flowing down his face, and said in a mournful voice, "I didn't restrain and teach the Holy Son Lin En well, which caused The noble Holy Spirit is also in danger... Could this be the ordeal you sent down to the Holy Spirit?"

From when he first joined the church when he was young, he talked all the way to becoming the pope and his dedication to the church and the people. He was full of voice and emotion, and his expression was sincere. After hearing it, several noble ladies couldn't help taking out their handkerchiefs and gently wiping their wet clothes. corner of eye.

"Your Excellency the Pope," when the Pope stood up slowly with the support of the servant, an earl below couldn't help asking, "When the traitor Lynn is caught, what will you do with him?"

The pope gave him a calm, old, cloudy eye.

At first glance, this is a stunned young man who dares to ask such a sensitive question in public.He cursed a fool in his heart, but on the surface he replied kindly and gently: "The Holy Son made a mistake, but he is the conceiver of the Holy Spirit after all, and judging him is a matter for gods, and we mortals are not qualified."

This sentence seems to be tolerant, but in fact, in the eyes of the believers of the church, the woman who was tied to the cross was also called accepting "the judgment of the gods".If the Pope hadn't considered the Holy Spirit, he would have acquiesced in the radicals' approach of cutting open the Son's chest and abdomen, taking out the Holy Spirit, and letting him die on his own.

But after hearing the Pope's answer, the count who didn't wink was still not reconciled, and asked again: "Then, have you heard about the 'Avenging Angel' case that happened in the capital recently?"

Hearing him mention this, the Pope's face finally sank.

"All heretics who disobey the gods will surely be burnt with fire and subjected to cruel judgment." He threw down such a sentence forcefully, and walked away angrily.

Only now did the Earl realize something was wrong.

Noticing the mocking or pitying eyes of other nobles looking at him, he immediately panicked.

"No, aren't you all afraid?" He exclaimed, looking around quickly, as if trying to find supporters, "They all say that the avenging angel is haunted and will come to your bed at midnight to kill you." List out all the crimes you have committed in your life, and then penetrate the sinner's heart—Which of you here has not had the blood of civilians on your hands? How can you still behave so calmly?"

The prince sitting at the front let out a long sigh.

"Everyone," he stood up gracefully holding a ruby ​​cane, and bowed slightly to the ladies, "Sorry for disturbing you."

"It seems that Earl David has lost his mind, and his mind is not clear," he lightly pronounced the death sentence on the earl, ignoring the other party's unbelievable eyes, and winking at the servant next to him, "I would like to Hire a good doctor for His Excellency the Earl, and let him recuperate in the manor."

There was a burst of snickering, and the earl listened to the whispers in his ears, "Anyway, the dead are all traffickers, and the policemen die as soon as they die", "It's so funny, is he really an earl? Without the restraint and demeanor of a nobleman" and "It's just a legend, those brainless commoners fantasize about these groundless things all day long, but it's a pity that they will be servants in this life" and so on, which made him look desperate.

"Your Excellency, please leave the church."

The servant of God came over and said to him respectfully and coldly.

The Earl knew that if he didn't leave again, they would send someone to "please" him out.

He sneered, maintaining his last decency, managed to tidy up his clothes, and said to the nobles who laughed at him, "I'm waiting for the day when you beg for mercy!" Then he straightened his back, looked pale at the nobles With sarcasm in his eyes, he strode out of the church.

The wife of Duke Miser stood up and said softly: "Everyone, let us continue to pray to the God of Light. I believe that the great god will punish those unforgivable sinners for us."

She still wore a black veil on her head, and it can be said that no one here hated the Holy Son more than her.

The death of her husband is the next best thing. Anyway, she is not ignorant of the virtue of Duke Miser. She alone has no fewer than three lovers in high society.But the Duchess couldn't tolerate Lin Xiaodong depriving her of her greatest source of support and income. Now she can't even buy her favorite gems and slaves at the auction as she pleases!

The duchess's proposal was approved by the nobles, and for a while, only pious believers in gorgeous clothes were seen in the huge church.

The statue of the God of Light in front of him was neither sad nor happy, staring coldly at the dirty hearts full of maggots and fleas wrapped under these precious jewels and silk.

Time passed slowly, and a ray of sunlight came in from the colored glass window, and fell impartially on the pattern of the arrow held by the battle angel, while the angel's cold face and condescending indifferent eyes seemed to announce some kind of judgment coming.