10.13

Although the shrines built by the elves and orcs were not as brilliant as those of the human race, they were more solemn. The place where the statue was originally erected was replaced by a wide throne, and the God of Light was currently sitting on it, stretching his arms out at the young man walking slowly.

He missed him so much, had never missed someone so much, and could not wait to attach all his godly thoughts to him, to feel everything he could feel.

“Baby, what’s the matter? Don’t recognize me?” Seeing the teenager stand still for a long time, he began to feel uneasy inside.

Brainwashed Sung finally achieved his final victory. He imprisoned his sensible self with countless chains of intent, and like a bird returning to the nest he flung himself heavily into the embrace of the Father God, knocking him backward.

The uneasiness dissipated in an instant, and the Bright God hugged him hard and tight, a sigh of pleasure and contentment escaping his nostrils.

“Father God, what took you so long? I missed you so much that my heart is dying from missing you!” Zhou Yunsheng wrapped his arm around Father God’s waist, dropping round teardrops as he recounted his grievances. God knows, he didn’t want to go out and travel at all, he just wanted to stay quietly in the divine hall, by the side of Father God.

The God of Light was joyful and bitter, joyful because of the teenager’s unreserved love for him, and bitter because he always shed tears so easily. He kissed his teardrops clean as soon as he could, then lifted his jaw and couldn’t wait to take his pink, sweet lips.

The fiery love that had piled up for many days swept over the two of them and engulfed them. They tangled on the wide, soft throne of God, hissing and moaning in oblivion. The teenager was flipped over onto his back on the armrest, his spine pressed down and his hips raised high, his cheeks flushed and his eyes wet as he pleaded, “Father God slow down, I can’t take it anymore. Father God, I want to look at your face.”

He meant to incline his head, but the man’s palm captured his jaw and secured it, panting a command, “Close your eyes baby, just feel me.” He slammed into it, his face a mix of pleasure and agitation. If the teen could have looked back, he would have seen that the man’s long blonde hair had turned pure black, his eyes filled with endless darkness, his compassionate aura replaced by violence and evil.

It was definitely the ultimate in passionate lovemaking, and the combination of spirit and flesh left both of them reeling for a long time.

The man’s hair color and pupil color gradually returned to normal before he took the limp teenager into his arms and wrapped him in his divine robe, pressing it against his chest. From time to time, he fished up the teenager’s platinum blonde hair and kissed it, and from time to time, he licked his wet eyes, with an expression of ten thousand tenderness on his face.

Zhou Yunsheng buried his hot cheeks into the crook of his arm and said in a muffled voice, “Father God, do you know that even the purest of hearts, the Elf Clan, has seen demons.”

“Any race can be corrupted by demonic energy, no one’s mind is absolutely clean.” The God of Light pecked the teenager’s red and swollen lips while whispering.

“As long as one’s heart is always turned toward the light, one can surely resist the darkness.” Brainwashed Sheng inherited the original Joshua’s yearning and devotion to light. He could say without a doubt that his heart was absolutely clean. Of course, if one were to look at him in isolation from Reason Sung.

The God of Light’s eyes flickered slightly as he said, “Joshua, you have to know that when light arises, darkness naturally arises where the light does not reach. Light and darkness seem to be two extremes, but in fact they are inseparable totals. You cannot pursue absolute light, for that is something that does not exist. Even you and I have times when we are eroded by darkness.”

“That’s impossible!” Brainwashed Sheng retorted excitedly, “You are the God of Light, you would never be corrupted by darkness. And if it were me, I would rather die.”

The God of Light stiffened his expression for a moment and asked, “Would you rather die than be tainted by darkness? My Joshua, but what if you’ve been stuck in the darkness for a long time and can’t help yourself?”

“But I’m in the arms of the God of Light now aren’t I? Father God, stop talking, I don’t like this topic.” Brainwashed Sung couldn’t accept any imperfections. His thoughts were always naive and over the top.

The God of Light covered his palms over his eyelids and dropped his head to kiss him, his pupils radiating an icy black light. His precious child was so resistant to the darkness that he really didn’t know what to do.

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At the same time, the elves and orcs in the clan lands felt a heavy pressure spread out in the sky. Ordinary elves and orcs without any magical attributes or fighting qi only felt a little difficulty in breathing, while the higher the rank of the mage or martial artist, the more profound the feeling became. Their hands and feet went limp and their hearts beat wildly as they faced the direction of the temple and worshipped.

The Elf King and the Beast Emperor knelt on the ground, their foreheads breaking out in dense cold sweat. For the first time, they intuitively felt the power of Father God, who could make an entire continent tremble with his aura alone, seemingly destroying the heavens and destroying the earth with just a snap of his fingers.

“Is it God the Father? Is it?”

“So powerful, it must be.”

“God the Father is in the temple, and by God, he has descended upon our tribe.”

“But Paulette and the Demon King are here too!”

“I beg the Father God’s forgiveness, and I beg the Father God not to loathe the elves and the orcs!”

Hearing the suppressed cries of their clansmen, the two kings found it hard to bear. It was they who had brought about this disaster for their people, and they hoped that the merciful Father God would give them a chance to change their ways.

The pressure only lasted for a quarter of an hour before it was all but converged, laying down a boundary around the temple that no race could break into. Only then did the kneeling elves and orcs rise to their feet, wrapping their arms around each other in search of solace.

Seeing Berwyn approaching with his staff, the elf king asked in a low voice, “Father God is in our temple?”

“Yes.” Berwin deliberated for a moment and said, “Joshua and God the Father seem to be, seem to be lovers.” If it had been before, he would never have been able to imagine the scene of the high and mighty God the Father falling in love with a mortal. But now, just from the mere words he heard, he was able to come to such a seemingly absurd conclusion.

The love contained in Father God’s gentle tone was so strong that even he, a bystander, could clearly feel it. How could someone who could be loved by God the Father be a despicable and shameless villain? There is no doubt that Bao’er Bright has told a big lie, even his origin, I’m afraid that he is not as noble as he narrated.

The Elf King and Beast Emperor had ugly faces.

After a moment of silence, the Elf King took off the crown on his head and spoke slowly, “In order to avoid bringing disaster to my people, I will explain clearly to Father God. Hopefully, he will only punish me alone and not take it out on my clan.”

The Beast Emperor spoke in a low voice, “I will join you.”

They took a step towards the temple, but they saw a golden light suddenly flash in front of them, and a silhouette fell out of the golden light and landed heavily on the ground. He wailed twice and slowly climbed up to look around.

This was a long-bodied young man with a delicate face. He had white hair and azure eyes, pure white robes wrapped around his slender body, and at first glance, he was actually five or six times similar to Joshua Priest. Only he didn’t have the kind of holy and peaceful temperament of Joshua Priest.

Seeing the oncoming Elf King and Beast Emperor, he blinked and asked, “May I ask where this is?”

“Who are you? Why are you trespassing on my clan’s land?” The Elf King aimed his scepter at him, looking wary.

“You’re elves?” He saw the Elf King and Berwyn’s pointed ears and showed a surprised expression. But after all, he had lived on the continent and remembered how xenophobic the elves were as a race, and hurriedly explained, “Please don’t hurt me, I come from the God Realm.”

“You’re a God-Emperor?” Berwin immediately took a few steps forward, his eyes searching over him. Although the young man was extremely beautiful, he was dressed simply and did not give off an aura of light. He was completely an ordinary person with no hands.

“No, I’m not some divine envoy!” Keeping in mind the reason why he was banished, the young man explained with fear and trepidation, “I was originally a mortal on the continent, and I was brought to the Divine Palace by the Divine Envoy a few hundred years ago to serve Father God. However, a defector appeared in the Divine Palace, who stole Father God’s Bright Stone Ring and came to the continent, beckoning to regain power in Father God’s name. Because his behavior seriously angered Father God’s bottom line, Father God abandoned all of us, stripped the power of light from our bodies and sent us to the continent. I am now just an ordinary person who wants to return to my former hometown, the Moro Empire, so please help me, several lords.”

Seeing the crown that was held in the hands of the elf king, the youngster realized that his status was extraordinary, so he took the initiative to kneel down and extend his hand, meaning to let them check his physique. He had no mana or fighting spirit, and could not even harm the elf or orc cubs.

The Elf King, the Beast Emperor, and Bowen were like three stones mortared in place. They remembered what Bao’er had said when he came to the Forest of Elves, “I am a messenger sent by Father God to the mortal world to tour his favorite continent and sow light on his behalf.”

“Father God favors me very much and often calls me to his side to sing for him. He often praised my singing voice as being more beautiful than that of a genie, but today I heard your song and realized that Father God was consoling me, and that I am not a millionth of what you are ……”

“Oh, I wish I could stay with You forever, but sooner or later Father God is going to take me back. I just can’t imagine how hard my heart will be when that day comes ……”

“……”

Words that once felt incomparably sweet were now recalled with nothing but disgust. The Elf King and the Beast Emperor looked at each other and both saw sadness in each other’s pupils. They had once fought over Bao’er, and had been passionately entwined with him, but looking at it again now, all of it was like a nightmare.

Only Berwyn was the calmest, holding the teenager’s hand and inputting a trace of power to check it, making sure it was harmless and then pulling him up and asking, “Is the defector you speak of called Paulette Bright?”

“Yes, that’s exactly him! You guys know each other?” The teenager’s eyes widened roundly before he carefully went to look at the faces of the two kings, and then covered his mouth and let out a shocked cry, “You’re two of Bao’er’s lovers.” When leaving the God Realm, the God Envoy Lord had shown what Bao’er had done, and although many people were ashamed to watch those images of debauchery, the teenager was clearly not one of them.

Not only did he look, but he looked intently enough to recognize, of course, two of Poe’s many lovers.

The veins at the corners of the Beast Emperor’s forehead jumped fiercely as he asked, “You recognize us? Aren’t you from the God Realm?”

The teenager looked back over with a sympathetic gaze and politely reminded, “You have to know that Father God is all-knowing and all-powerful, and no one’s behavior can escape his eyes.” That’s why the images of your – lasciviousness – have long been known in the God Realm.

The Elf King and the Beast Emperor comprehended his meaning, and before they were able to gather courage to go to the Father God to ask for forgiveness, but now they wanted to find a hole in the ground to bury themselves. I remember that once, Bao Er mistakenly ate a kind of very strong medicine love fruit, he and the beast king in order to save him also had three together ……

Unable to think further, the blood had rushed to the back of their throats, the two kings silently swallowed the fishy-sweet liquid and turned to leave, their steps messy and heavy.

Berwyn closed his eyes and sighed for a moment before reaching out in invitation, “Please come with me, and I will have you returned safely to your homeland.”

“Okay, thanks.” The teenager hurriedly bent down to thank them and said very kindly, “I would never tell anyone about those things.” It was good to keep face for the two kings at least.

“No, please make a big deal out of it, and it would be best if all my people knew they were being lied to.” Berwyn pleaded sincerely.

“Eh, I’ll try my best if that’s what you want. Speaking of which, you almost became Bowen’s lover too.” The teenager quickly recognized Bowen’s handsome face. He had a superb memory and remembered that this one almost made love to Bao’er, only to be interrupted by the sudden visit of the Pope.

“There’s no need to let everyone know that.” Berwyn opened his mouth in a million shames, and at the end of it, he couldn’t wait to cast a few purification spells on himself immediately.

The teenager soon joined the escorts of the Sagaya Empire and the Grand Duchy of Danadus. When he heard that they were planning to escort Priest Joshua on a tour of the continent, he blushed with excitement and insisted that he wanted to join them. He was very smart, and when the divine messenger showed Bao’er’s experience to everyone, he noticed that when Bao’er first stepped into the Sagaya Empire’s temple, the moonflower in front of Priest Joshua opened up as much as it could, and it also changed from pure white to fiery red.

Paul thought it was a gift from God the Father, but come on don’t be ridiculous, how could God the Father give him a gift when he didn’t even know who he was? It must have been for Joshua the priest. His figure standing in front of the flowers was just a flash, but his features, which shone brighter than the sun, captured his mind.

He finally knew why God the Father loved his hair color and pupil color but treated him like nothing, because they were all inferior compared to Joshua’s priests.

It was safest to stay with Joshua the priest, for God the Father would watch over him.

Thinking like this, the teenager tried his best to strike a good relationship with the Sagaya Empire’s escort. During this period, there were constantly elves or orcs running to ask him about the origins of Bao’er, and he unreservedly said so, seeing their miserable faces more and more sympathetic to them.

Bao’er’s presence was very low when he was in the Divine Palace, but he didn’t expect that when he came to the continent, he would push the two races into such a dangerous situation.

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Bao’er was hunting in the forest with a couple of elves and orcs, and he caught the elves below as they picked wild fruits from the trees. Hubert left for a quarter of an hour and came back with a pleasant expression, as if something interesting had happened.

He was a dual system mage of wind and fire, and his level had reached the beginning stage of Saints, capable of flying through the air. He flew to the highest branch to pick the sweetest wild fruits for Bao’er, and when he saw Bao’er’s carefree smiling face, a touch of mockery flew across the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful pressure spread out in the air, flinging Hubert and several elves to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Sure enough, where there is Joshua, there is a god-king. Hubert sprawled unimaginatively on the ground and thought wildly, slowly waiting for the pressure to dissipate. Bao’er was an ordinary person, so he only felt that the air had suddenly thinned and did not feel anything else.

He ran to assist Hubert and worriedly asked after him what was wrong.

“I’m fine honey. I think I have to leave now, you go back with them and I’ll come and get you when the storm outside dies down.” He patted Bao’er on the cheek and with great difficulty climbed to his feet and disappeared into the jungle.

Bao’er returned to the clan land worriedly, and her expression stiffened for a moment when she saw the white-haired, blue-eyed teenager surrounded and flanked by people.

He was considering how to convince the teenager not to publicize his true identity when he saw the teenager running towards him with an angry face, punching and kicking like crazy.

“Damn you Paulette, you’ve done us a great disservice! You liar, despicable and shameless villain! It’s not enough that you stole Father God’s ring and fled the continent privately, but you also used Father God’s name to woo us. You destroyed the order of the temple, tarnished Father God’s honor, and even though you yourself were rejected by Father God, you let Father God take his anger out on us and drive us all out of the Divine Realm. How do you have the face to do those things? You disgust me too much!”

The teenager was angry as early as when he was in the Divine Palace, thinking that if he met Bao’er on the continent, he would definitely have to beat him up hard. Now that he got what he wanted of course he would not keep his hands off, and one punch was heavier than the other.

Bao’er was also an ordinary person now, and had no power to fight back. His body was in pain, but the panic and fear in his heart was even greater than the pain. His eyes constantly searched among the elves and orcs, and found that everyone who was once kind and friendly were all staring at him with cold and disgusting gazes, as if he was the filthiest thing in the world.

He didn’t dare look at it again and held his head and groaned.

The orc prince held back, but finally walked over and ripped the teenager away from him, taking Bao’er into his arms.

“Don’t be afraid, I won’t let anyone hurt you. I love you just as much whether you’re a God-Emperor or not.” He attached himself to Bao’er’s ear and whispered, his crimson eyes radiating hatred. If it wasn’t for Joshua, Bao’er would never have ended up in this situation today.

Berwyn walked over and ordered the orc prince to be pulled away from the orc prince and put Bowie in solitary confinement on a tree house. The Elves certainly didn’t have anything as evil as a dungeon, and they didn’t torture. They held up Bao’er because they wanted to question Hubert about his true identity and his purpose for coming to the clan lands.

When asked about all this, they won’t kill him, they’ll just banish him to the Dark Forest. As an ordinary person, entering there would only lead to death.

At the same time, many countries on the continent discovered teenagers who appeared out of thin air. The circumstances of their appearances were very similar to Bao’er’s, yet none of them dared to call themselves God’s Ambassadors, but instead, they clearly and understandably narrated their origins and the reason for their expulsion. The news quickly spread throughout the entire human race, causing another wave of sensation.

Several of the kings who had once received Bao’er with great pomp and ceremony were ashamed to see him, and hated him with a passion. Whenever Bao’er appeared within their borders, he would be arrested and burned to death. Among them, King Sakya was the most embarrassed, knowing that he had almost made Bao’er an imperial bishop and had offended Joshua, the true favorite of the gods, because of it.

The luckiest king on the continent was he, and the unluckiest.

Zhou Yunsheng stayed in the temple for three days and three nights, he and the God of Light did not move a step away from the divine seat, their bodies were connected together almost every moment, and certain erotic images were embarrassing even for him to recall. When he finally couldn’t stand it and begged for forgiveness from the Father God, this long-lasting lovemaking came to an end.

The God of Light pinned him to the arm of a chair and blindfolded and kissed him for ten minutes before he dissipated into a point of light.

Only when he felt the external boundary completely collapse did Brainwashed Sung pass out from exhaustion, leaving Reason Sung in control of his body. He put on his pure white priestly robe and walked out of the temple with a gloomy face.

It was late at night, and because of the boundary, the elves and orcs didn’t dare to approach at all, so the surroundings were very quiet, with a few fireflies fluttering in the treetops, and the chirping of small insects coming from the grass.

Zhou Yunsheng took a step and slowly walked down the steps. He felt very puzzled, knowing that Joshua was just a mortal, after enduring the love of a god for three days and three nights, he was surprisingly without any feeling of fatigue, but instead was in high spirits. This was bizarre in any way.

He wrinkled his brow in thought and suddenly stood still on the steps.

“Who?” He felt a powerful knot wrapped around him by mo kind of powerful knot, which was filled with demonic aura and suppressed his power. Without thinking, he took out his scepter in a bludgeoning attack, shattering the not-yet-fully-formed boundary with a massive force of light, and then jumped away from where he had originally stood with a few flips in quick succession.

The moment he turned his head to look back, he realized that the place had been corroded by demonic qi to create a huge deep pit.

He relied on his intuition to dodge an attack from some unseen humanoid creature in the void, put his scepter away, coalesced two sharp awl thorns with the power of light, and engaged the unseen foe in melee combat.

The man seemed to be amazed and let out tsk sounds from time to time. He knew that Joshua’s spells were very powerful, that’s why he took the approach of close combat, intending to knock him out and bring him back, but he didn’t expect Joshua’s combat skills to be so skillful as well, and that the harsh moves were simply flawless.

Because he didn’t dare to hurt him, the man fought woefully, and the constant hissing sounds showed that he had been cut many times, and golden blood dripped to the ground, revealing his movements.

Golden colored blood? Zhou Yunsheng’s eyes widened, revealing a surprised expression. Legends said that only gods possessed golden blood, and the one who attacked him was not a demon, but a god? Which god was the opponent? What was the purpose?

Because of his misgivings, he was slightly delayed in his actions for a split second, but then he heard a cracking sound from behind him.

The man warned him to be careful, but it was still too late, as an arrow with demonic aura attached to it pierced through his shoulder with a powerful incoming force, pinning him to the pillar in front of the temple.

Zhou Yunsheng looked in the direction where the arrows were coming from and saw the spiteful face of the Orc Prince.

He quickly snapped the end of the arrow and walked forward a few steps to break free from the pillar, intending to kill the orc prince, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and fainted.

A cloud of black gas filled the air and cut off the orc prince’s sight, when the black gas completely dispersed, the front of the temple was empty. Undeterred, the orc prince circled around a few times to make sure Joshua had truly disappeared before running towards the treehouse where Bao’er was being held.

He would take Bao’er away, even if he had to break with his clan because of it, the world was so big, there would always be a place for them.