save people...
In his too long memory, it seems that he has never saved a person, not even when he was reincarnated as a human, right? Parians tried hard to recall the vague and overlapping memories of the long years, but it seemed to be in vain. The indifference of the demon king was brought to the bone and penetrated into the soul.
"Can you?"
Qin Mu managed to soften the big devil's heart, and decided to let him save this person. If there is one, there will be a second one, and then the image of the devil can be gradually changed. This came to him suddenly when he saw the person whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, so he had to let the big devil take the first step, so he asked again, looking at him with bright blue eyes without blinking. Parrians.
Parians suddenly felt a lot of pressure under those trusting eyes, and this feeling was also very fresh.
It's not that he doesn't want to save, it's just that the power of darkness is different from the power of light used for salvation and rebirth. It symbolizes destruction and death. Although the power of darkness can also save dying creatures, the power consumed will be magnified dozens of times Even hundreds of times.
He, the demon king, can control any power in this world, except for the power of light on the opposite side. Although the water element also has the effect of healing, it definitely has no function of bringing back to life a person who is almost dead, so how can he Everything has to cooperate with the power of darkness.
And if he saves the first one, he's sure that this little guy will go a long way and let him save a whole bunch of them. Perhaps the former Demon King didn't care about this kind of consumption, but it would be best not to use the power of darkness when repairing the cracks in the space caused the water level of Menghu Lake to drop severely. What's more, the damn Skaar is still staying at the bottom of Dream Lake. If he continues to use the power of darkness, this guy will definitely notice, and then that brainless guy might just rush out and catch him back.
"Isn't it possible?" Although the wait was less than a minute, the light of hope in Qin Mu's beautiful eyes was gradually extinguished after seeing Parian's expressionless face, and there was even a feeling of grievance in it, which directly touched the devil's heart. Uneasiness magnified.
Of course who is Qin Mu? Under his sad and distressed appearance, the villain Qin in his heart is showing a hideous face at this moment, cursing the heartless big devil desperately.
Is his request too much? It's just a matter of raising a finger, he's so soft to ask, even if he has a bit of humanity, he will agree to it if he has a bit of interest!
"No..." The feeling of bewilderment that Parians had for the first time, under Qin Mu's dying eyes, secretly gritted his teeth and was about to agree, then suddenly he smiled and said, "You can do it yourself." , do you want to try it?"
"Me?" Qin Mu was obviously taken aback, his eyes flickered for a while, and finally he slapped his head suddenly and laughed: "Ha, why didn't I think that I also have magical healing abilities, let me tell you, when I first came here The landing place of this world is..."
He quickly talked about the great act of rescue when he first came to another world, and was about to raise his hand to save others, but... finally sighed helplessly and said: "The little holy thing after being misunderstood by Dad, Park Hill, Will The light is blocked, although you can use light magic now, but you don't have the power of light, is this okay?"
Qin Mu pointed to the center of his brow and said helplessly that he had studied the magic system here a long time ago, which was similar to what he imagined, but there were only two most peculiar powers with the ability to revive the dead, the power of light and the power of darkness. The effect of the power of light is much higher than that of the power of darkness. This is why when the demons expelled the priests of light, a large number of human beings died quickly without help. Ordinary light magic only has the effect of blessing and purification and simple wound healing.
It's just that ordinary light priests and other magicians who mainly use light magic have more light power than ordinary people. Qin Mu has a strong affinity for light elements but can't use light power. Otherwise, he would have already done it by himself. up.
"Just untie it." Putting his hand on Qin Mu's brow, his warm thumb gently stroked the most important source of power for humans and demons.
Qin Mu opened his eyes and quietly looked at the white hand in front of him. Even with such a close observation, it was difficult to find pores on the delicate skin, and there was no trace of blemish. The warmth and coolness of the fingers came from between the eyebrows, gently pressing in circular motions, it was very comfortable like a massage. But I can feel a trace of coolness quickly drill out of the skin surface along the skin pressed by the fingers...
"Okay, try it."
Parians withdrew his hand. Although the power of darkness generated by the life energy spar that Bershir imprisoned the holy light source was still pitifully small for the Demon King, it was better than nothing.
I'm afraid that Boshir never imagined that he took out the power stone of Anangya's life in the past to give the fake son to hide the system, and the final result was easily absorbed by the devil.
"En." Qin Mu nodded solemnly. Although he didn't know why Parians didn't do it himself, since the Demon King was willing to undo his restraint, it meant that he was willing to save people.
"I'll tell you later why I didn't save him." Parrians whispered in his ear with a faint smile. He felt that if he wanted to be with Little Things in the future, there would be many such things. Instead of making him misunderstand, he should explain it clearly. Besides, as the savior of the world, Qin Mu is also qualified to know about this matter.
Qin Mu's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed, but he still nodded seriously on the face, and then continued to recall the feeling of the inexplicable rescue five or six years ago.
The palm of the hand gradually began to heat up, as if holding a piece of warm jade, it was not hot but warmed to the heart. The soft and holy white light slowly covered the whole hand, reflecting on Qin Mu's serious and serious face. A holy color.
Paris watched quietly as Qin Mu moved his luminous hand to the chest of a human being whose breath was so weak, that delicate and lovely face, which was not so beautiful, gradually left a deep imprint on his heart.
The light gradually became stronger and enveloped all the people on the ground. Qin Mu watched the changes without blinking, fearing that something might go wrong. Under the increasingly fiery eyes of the big devil, he didn't want to make a fool of himself.
When Bershire watched the peace treaty come into being, the moment he had been waiting for finally arrived.
The Pope of Light and other priests are treating the seriously injured who are constantly being sent under the simple shed, while the lightly injured have been treated outside by the light and water magicians who are still able to move.
Suddenly, an angry shout came from the tense and busy shed: "Ax Kabu! Come out to me!"
A heavy thunderous sound exploded in the shed, and every priest looked up at the outside.
This voice was obviously that of Ananga, the Duke of Darkness, but it lost the previous unscrupulous frivolity. And the control is very good, the sound is like thunder only in the shed, and everyone outside is still doing their own things without any influence.
As soon as the darkness and the light shook hands and made peace, the Duke of Ananga immediately came to make trouble. I don’t know if it’s the devil’s capriciousness or what, but it’s just Ax Kabou... all the clerics who guessed will His eyes moved to His Majesty the Pope, who was not surprised by honor or disgrace.
His Majesty the Pope frowned slightly, then stood up slowly, nodded to the attendants beside him to indicate to continue the unfinished treatment in his hand, while he himself walked out of the shed slowly.
"Hmph, it finally came out, I thought you would continue to be a coward!"
A large amount of black mist gathered by the dark elements converged, entangled, and condensed in front of the light pope, and then erupted instantly... Boshir looked at him coldly with one hand on his hip, with a sneer in his mouth.
"The devil has signed a contract with our Church of Light, Duke Ananga, the previous grievances have also been wiped out."
The compassionate face unique to the Pope of Light still carried a loving smile, and he was not even surprised by Bershear's door-to-door demand for debts. Obviously, he knew why Bershear was looking for him.
"I've already become a thousand-year-old monster, and I'm so naive. Whenever I, Bershir Ananga, abide by this kind of bullshit agreement, I will have to settle some accounts!" Bershir waved his palm arrogantly.
"Then what do you think, Duke Ananga?"
The Pope of Light suddenly took a long breath and asked back.
"How is it?" A thousand cuts is not an exaggeration!
There were streaks of cold light in Bersheer's icy eyes, wishing he could drag the old thing in front of him into the dark abyss for torture. If it weren't for this bastard, how could his lovely son not even be able to use the power of darkness, not to mention being ridiculed and reformed, so he could only hide it carefully. The devil is not like a devil but like a human being, weak and weak.
However, although Bosher verbally said that he didn't pay attention to this contract, it was the intention of the devil after all, and the four dukes signed it together, so the hateful thing is that he really can't do anything to this old guy, he can only withdraw. And next best...
"What did you do to my son?"
Sure enough, it was this matter. When I accidentally discovered that the dark elements in the depths of the forest swelled and disappeared crazily, I knew that a demon was about to wake up. At that time, the Church of Light, which hated demons to the bone, naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity. Consolidate his power, so when he found out that it was a pure black demon, he solved it without saying a word.
It was later discovered that he was the only child of Duke Ananga.
Of course, he was gloating for a while at that time, but now...he shook his head: "The past is over, Duke Ananga, it's useless to say anything now, why don't you let it go."
lay down?put what? Let your own stinky boy live a lifetime like a devil or a human? He will not be reconciled to being a ghost!
In Bershire's view, the pope's obvious perfunctory words made his anger burn to a certain level, "I just want to know what you did to Will! What is useful and useless, since you can change it, can't you change it back? That damn it Can't get rid of the Holy Light?"
"what?"
Bershire's words confused the wise Pope, what would change if he was dead?
"You old bastard, why are you pretending to be confused!"
Berser suddenly raised his hand, the palm of his hand was radiant with coldness, the dark elements continued to condense in his hand, and a huge black sword that continuously emitted a piercing cold light pierced out of Berser's palm.
The Pope of Light narrowed his eyes instantly and held up the sacred scepter. Obviously, he felt that Bershire's sword was constantly absorbing the surrounding dark elements, and even disturbed the order of space. He seemed to think of how many powerful Guangming bishops, priests and other clergy were ruined by Berthir's trick in the great battle 1000 years ago.
Boshir's great sword drew a half arc, and just as Qin Mu swung the magnificent sword named "Mingyue Slash", a clear holy light came from a distance... very pure, Very pure power of light...
With a pause in his hands, Bosher raised his head to look at the too pure light power, and then narrowed his eyes.
The Pope of Light, who was ready to take over Berser's stunt and had already raised his scepter, found that the Duke of Darkness in front of him suddenly stopped attacking, and his heart fell to the ground leisurely, but he didn't know whether it was luck or disappointment. The pope still has a trace of regret. After all, although he has become the pope and has the strength of a seven-pointed star, even if he is still a six-star demon, he still cannot be sure that he can defeat the opponent in the face of the dark world.
However, from another aspect, he knew that it would be best if he didn't fight. If the two dark and bright mountains had a duel, the place would undoubtedly become ruins in an instant.
However, the arrogant and arrogant Duke Ananga, who was recognized by the entire Milan Continent, gave up. The Pope of Light became curious about the caster of the power of light that even he felt cleansed.
He followed Bershire's gaze and found the birthplace of the Holy Light through the wreckage - a young man.
The sacred light emitted by the young man was not strong, and it was inconspicuous in the entire square. However, even the other light magicians, light priests, and even the Pope himself were not sure whether the light power released by him was purer than this young man's. Not a trace of impurities.
The magicians who survived or rescued others were not weak, and most of them could already distinguish the pure degree of magic from the faint breath brewing in it.
There are not a few people who help the dying poor like a teenager, but only the power of light makes people look sideways.
"It's amazing, such a pure power of light is really rare in the world!" The Pope of Light couldn't hide his admiration and love for the glowing and hot Qin Mu, and even blatantly poached the wall in front of Bershire, whose face was slowly turning black, " If he can enter the Church of Light, I would like to teach him personally."
"..."
The words of the old man next to him completely turned Bershear's face into a dark cloud. The beautiful and unique black was replaced with a vulgar gold, but Berser, who would not admit it even if it turned into ashes, naturally couldn't treat the boy as a passerby. Although I don't know how that little bastard untied such a strong dark shackle, but he dared to openly play those hypocritical Illuminati tricks in front of so many demons, humans, elves... Life is too long and life is too easy!
Bosher told himself that patience must be patient, the demon family here has not yet evacuated, and those covetous guys in his family are still waiting for the opportunity, damn it, he was ruthlessly laughed at by him before, and Labras is staring at his fault... ...So he can't catch this stinky boy out and teach him a lesson, otherwise he will lose face to the face of Duke Ananga, the first wise man!
But where did the little bastard get that shitty sanctity on his face with his eyes closed under the goddamn holy light? Why the hell is his eyesight so good that he can clearly see the worriers around him from such a distance? The brat is a devil, okay? But why does he even feel that it's a pity to be a devil? He should be the son of God of the shit church!
Could it be that what he was most worried about was about to happen?
Could it be that the great pure black Anangya family is really going to give birth to a light pope?
Damn it, God of Creation, you are so confused!
Berthir took a deep breath, and put away the increasingly ferocious expression on his face, but in a blink of an eye, the damn Labras came!