How does the black lotus redeem the male protagonist [Western Fantasy]

Jinjiang starting

What is parasitism?

To put it simply, it is self-interest at the expense of others.

And if the parasitic side is a creature on the dark side, things are even worse.The parasite will continue to absorb the vitality of the host until the host is completely exhausted.And during this period, due to the influence of the dark attribute, the parasitized party will feel great pain.

This is actually why many residents of this land do not believe in the God of Light, and will still try their best to expel dark creatures, so that it is difficult to find traces of life activities on the dark side.

Only those extremely crazy people are still looking for traces of dark creatures.

Ernest was well aware of the dangers surrounding him, so he kept trying to avoid crowds.But for anyone else who said this, Ernest would let him taste the corrosive properties of darkness.

But the person who said this was Elsain, a bishop of the Church of the Bright God who just casually killed the Viscount of the Kingdom, and a professor at Sao Tome College.

What conspiracy is he brewing?

Ernest's heart was pounding, which was strange; he shouldn't have such a thing as a heart.

Facing Elsein's gentle eyes full of moonlight, Ernest stiffly spread out from a round jelly to a pie-shaped jelly, like a small animal showing its belly to show its harmlessness.

"You promised?"

【very nice. 】

Ernest felt his body being poked, some liquid flowed onto his body, and was soon absorbed by his translucent body consciously, a domineering force swept every corner of his body, caused severe pain.

"Hey! Hey——" Even Ernest, who had a tolerance for pain beyond ordinary people, couldn't help but let out a cry that he didn't want to make.

Elsain folded his palms together, a pale golden light flickered slightly, which was the power of healing.The light element, which is obviously warm and hot, has turned into a non-attribute energy that heals dark creatures in the hands of Elsain.

"It won't hurt soon." A soft, calming voice sounded around Ernest.

But at the same time, he clearly heard that person saying: "It's still too weak."

Weak?Ernest gritted his teeth, the word had been with him for too long.

No talent for magic, no love from loved ones.He has nothing, he is just a puddle of mud that others can trample on wantonly, a piece of chess on the chessboard that can be discarded at will.

Now that he finally has a chance to become stronger, is he going to give up?

Ernest felt his body being broken again and again, and healed again and again, and the pain continued unabated.

"Healing" is not like light magic that brings people hope at this moment, but more like a cruel means of torturing people.

"As long as you bark three times, I will stop." Elsain said softly.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Ernest refused to even make a broken sobbing sound.

Elsain was a little surprised, and comforted him gently: "It doesn't matter if you fail."

Ernest was still tense.He no longer had the energy to listen to Al Sein's heartfelt voice, but he couldn't help paying attention to Al Sein's words.

What is stop?Stop healing so that he no longer tears repeatedly, but also completely loses his vitality?

he does not want!He hasn't got revenge on those hyenas and jackals yet, he doesn't want to die now!

Elsain looked at the stubborn little boy for a while, then rubbed his fingers on his body, and it condensed into a small black bead.

Ernest's pain gradually subsided at the same time, and by the time he was fully back to normal, he felt dehydrated.

The apples turned into mochi dumplings.

On the contrary, he felt that his riddled body was full of strength, and it was obviously much lighter, and his speed was at least three times faster.

So in Alssein's view, the little guy's expression became OWO, and his eyes were almost glowing.

【cute. 】

Elsain's fingers were very slender, and he easily grabbed Ernest, who subconsciously jumped three feet high when he heard this, back into the palm of his hand.

With a smile on his face, he asked Ernest, "Do you want to eat?"

Ernest stared at the blood oozing from Alsin's fingertips, feeling extremely hungry, as if the blood had a very special magical power that attracted him.

He finally pounced on it, sucking on the wound and not letting go.

Unexpectedly, this time he didn't feel pain anymore, but tasted a wonderful taste that he had never experienced before.

Good, very fragrant!

"That's great, living dark creature." The sudden voice startled Ernest.

Live?Are all the others dead?Ernest thought dazedly.

Could it be...the others died because of what Elsain tried just now? !

Ernest couldn't help shivering.

"belch."

"Hiccup..." Ernest hiccupped in shock.

It was rare for Alsain to misunderstand the meaning, thinking that he had eaten too much, pinched his bulging belly, and comforted Ernest with his warm fingers.

Under the extraordinarily warm light, Ernest suddenly had an illusion.

Perhaps, it is not the devil who puts on the coat of an angel.

Maybe the one in front of him is an angel?

But he quickly reminded himself not to be deceived by this overly deceptive appearance, otherwise he would die like Viscount Winster, leaving nothing left.

"It's midnight." Elsain suddenly stood up and said calmly.

【If you don't go, it will be too late. 】

What's late?Ernest was puzzled.

He was placed on Alsin's shoulders, and then he saw a dreamy scene——

The long golden hair was dyed with silver brilliance, the gentle blue eyes were replaced by evil crimson, and the white church clothing was covered with a layer of black armor.

The child of the sun becomes the beloved of the moon in an instant.

In just a few seconds, what was synonymous with warmth and reliability became cold and wanton.

How could someone disguise his temperament and appearance so thoroughly?

If he saw such a silver-haired Elsain with red eye tails at night, he would definitely not connect with the warm and amiable professor in the daytime, but would be more likely to think that this is the prince of vampires who have long since disappeared.

Ernest was excited and frightened, he felt that he was rushing to an extremely grand and extremely dangerous banquet.

"Look!" Elsain said with a slightly joyful voice.

[A grand fireworks. 】

What fireworks?

"Boom!!" The earth-shattering explosion sounded loudly, startling the people who were resting at night.The booming sound echoed in the royal city for a long time.

At night, it suddenly became as lively as during the day.

The moment the explosion sounded, Elsain even remembered wrapping the little black ball in his arms with a well-tailored suit, so that he would not be too frightened.

But Ernest didn't feel warm at all, he just felt cold all over his body.

that direction!

It is clearly the manor of Viscount Winster!

Is it murder, or...

"Your Excellency." A delicate voice woke Ernest from his contemplation.

It was a woman, wrapped in a heavy black robe, but she still couldn't hide her beauty.Her tone was brisk: "Are you here to hand in the task?"

Alsay was not at all amiable at all at this time, but cold as ice.He said lightly: "Yes."

The woman's eyes lit up: "I don't know if you are interested..."

Ernest poked his head out quietly, but his body couldn't help but froze.That is……

As the position continued to go deeper underground, the woman in front seemed to start to let go of her guard. The hood that was originally tightly covered slipped down, gradually revealing a pair of fluffy ears.

Those are fox ears!

Ernest had never seen an orc, and in his impression it should be a legendary species that had long since disappeared from their lives.

His history is well learned.

In the first year of the Guangming calendar, the God of Light was born. He couldn't bear to see human beings humble and weak, so he took action to kill the top powers of other fantasy races.As a result, races such as the orcs, mermaids, winged races, and elves were weakened, and they are almost completely invisible now.

Ernest's former history professor once said arrogantly: "The lower races must be dead."

But Ernest saw a fox orc again, and at this moment her fluffy tail was swinging in front of him, full of vitality.

And here, it is just under the city where he has been living in on weekdays.

It turned out that he was so close to the legend.

Miss Fox chatted with Alsain for a while with a smile on her face, and then ran away with her waist swaying brightly.Elsain looked at Ernest's body that was about to be fully exposed with a smile, and stretched out his hand to wrap him on his shoulder.

Ernest stayed, wouldn't he be too obvious here?

As if knowing what this small but thoughtful guy was thinking, Elsain said casually, "They dare not do anything to you."

Then Ernest clearly understood what it means not to dare.

Everyone who saw him showed some surprised expressions, but as long as they looked away, they would act as if they hadn't seen anything after seeing Elsain, without any overstepping the rules.

Ernest suddenly realized.

Perhaps Elsain also has a lot of fame and prestige among this group of people gathering underground.No less prestige than that of the bishop of the Illuminati Church and the professor of Sao Tome.

In the center of this well-connected and extremely secretive underground residence is a huge banquet hall. A female elf with pointed ears walked to the high platform in the middle of the banquet hall and solemnly announced the date of this underground auction to all present with a melodious voice. start.

"The first auction item." The elf with light green hair raised a black box, enlivened the atmosphere for a while, and then said briskly, "Yes—"

"The head of Viscount Winston."

At that moment, Ernest felt that many eyes were quietly cast on the people around him.Fear, surprise, joy, and admiration are all mixed together, making people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.

Ernest knew that Elsain must have felt these scorching sights too.

He couldn't help but poked forward, trying to see the expression of this man he couldn't see through.

Elsain supported his jelly body that was about to slide because of too much concentration, he turned his head, and the silver hair poured down like moonlight.

The corners of Elsain's mouth raised slightly, and his voice was nonchalant with an itchy hook: "Be careful."

"It will fall."