The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

He is not a nobody, he is the son of a Duke. As a person born under the spotlight, every move he makes will fall in the eyes of interested people. Is he really so able to tolerate it?

So forbearing that...until now, you have never shown this natural power to outsiders?

Damn it! A person favored by God usually awakens when he is seven or eight years old. If he already has this kind of tolerant thinking at that time, then how terrible... must this person be?

"Hey, why do you suddenly look like this is so terrifying that you can't let it go? Do you want me to cooperate with you and take a deep breath?"

Mu En covered the injured part and took a deep breath with a grin on her face.

painful.

No matter how powerful Chi Yan is, he is still slightly lacking in defensive capabilities.

He really almost fell down just now.

Fortunately, it is relatively resistant to beatings.

Blessed by red flames, it is more resistant to beatings.

Mu En took steps and walked towards the priest step by step.

"wait wait wait!"

The priest shouted in horror:

"Don't come over, stop!"

The storm rises again and the thunder roars.

A series of terrifying divine favors fell on Mu En again.

like water off a duck's back.

No matter it was strong winds, thunder, steel, hail, or even brighter and seemingly hotter flames, they could not break through the thin layer of red flames beside Mu En, and they were all burned up.

Quantity still cannot make up for this absolute quality gap.

"No, that's not right!"

Seeing this desperate scene, the priest's eyes were red and he roared with all his demeanor:

"Even if it is a divine favor, even if it is a divine favor, it should not be so powerful, and it is impossible for me to serve the gods with all my heart for many years, and the divine grace gained through hard work will be useless!"

"Which god are you a descendant of? Are you really the God of Fire?"

"You still have the power to restore vitality. Could it be that you are not just favored by a single god?"

As various speculations emerged, an emotion called jealousy suddenly emerged in the priest's heart, making him almost crazy:

"Why? How come my years of hard training and daily piety can only bring me some trivial divine grace, but you have received so many blessings from the gods without doing anything?

Why! answer me! "

"..."

Mu En did not answer.

He just lowered his gaze slightly.

Unknowingly, he had arrived in front of the priest.

Very close.

There was only an erratic arc of electricity between them.

This is the limit of the alchemical realm.

"Teacher Mela's field is even more powerful than I imagined."

Mu En admired subconsciously.

Even though there is only this thin layer of territory between them, the priest still cannot feel the aura of the Evil God's Withered King on the red flames, and he is still constantly guessing which god this divine favor comes from.

Naturally, they all guessed wrong.

After all, he probably couldn't imagine that even if he tried hard, he, the son of a majestic duke, would risk his promising future by having an affair with the evil god.

and……

Mu En looked at the swaying red flames.

When this power does not come from the spiritual pollution of the evil god... it does not seem to be as scary as imagined.

Even just from the appearance, it has nothing to do with the word "evil god".

"But you still have to use it sparingly."

Mu En murmured: "Don't rely too much on power that doesn't belong to you."

Converging these thoughts, Mu En once again focused his attention on the crazy-looking priest in front of him.

At this time, he was completely different from the confident and calm hunter not long ago.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

Mu En said:

"In your words, general, Father."

"..."

The familiar words echoed in his ears, and the madness on the priest's face disappeared instantly.

He looked at Mu En, then looked down at himself.

After a while, he said with a trembling voice:

"I still have the holy light of the goddess."

"The holy light in you is far inferior to Liya in terms of purity."

"..."

yes.

He was already standing so close, even the goddess's holy light couldn't stop him at all.

Is it really over?

There was a flash of confusion in the priest's eyes.

The scenes and words were obviously so familiar, but the situation between the two of them had been completely reversed.

He is a hunter, and he...

Became a prey cornered.

All the divine graces I relied on have been used. Faced with this desperate situation, I have no choice but to do anything...

"No, it's not over yet!"

As if he had thought of something, the priest suddenly raised his head, with a maniacal smile on his face again.

He quickly flipped through his holy book.

Until the last page.

Feeling the faint breath attached to that page, he couldn't help but shed tears of joy.

"Yes, I still have a trump card!"

"The one I believe in...the last Lord!"

…

…

"If, I mean if."

On the long table, the drunken robin shook his head and asked the white tiger:

"What if that Moon Campbell is really so fierce and fights all the way out?"

"Don't worry, this possibility will not exist."

Faced with this seemingly unreasonable doubt, Bai Hu just shook his wine glass and said calmly: "I have a trump card."

"Um?"

The robin frowned:

"You mean, that priest?"

"That's right." Bai Hu nodded:

"With him here, there can be no accidents."

"The Hundred Faithful... is indeed powerful, but he also has fatal flaws."

The robin thought:

"He's just an ordinary person after all."

"Ordinary people? Ha."

Bai Hu sneered: "Can a guy like him really be called a human being?"

"What's the meaning?"

"The prerequisite for exchanging faith for power from gods is piety. But if a person can worship multiple gods devoutly, doesn't it mean that his mind is not normal?"

The white tiger seems to be smiling but not smiling:

"And this kind of guy who has an abnormal mind and often deals with gods is the easiest to attract some inexplicable beings.

Otherwise...how do you think he, a fool who carries the Holy Light and is no different from a human-shaped lighthouse in the eyes of the church, escaped the pursuit of the Judgment Temple? "

"...I see, I understand."

Robin was stunned for a moment, but with his IQ, he easily figured out the twists and turns, and praised:

"As expected of you, Mr. Speaker, have you even considered something beyond common sense?"

"Of course, if you want to completely destroy a person, you have to resort to all means, but respect is necessary." Bai Hu said with a smile.

"Indeed, although it does seem a bit fussy, it's okay."

The robin raised his glass again and smiled more sincerely:

"Then let us celebrate success in advance."

"Well, celebrate the success."

The collision of wine glasses is crisp and moving, still like the sound of victory.

…

…

"Father Sion, does God really love the world?"

I've heard this question before.

That's a cute little girl.

Her parents died of an infectious disease without warning, so she would come to the church to pray every day and tell the goddess how she missed her parents.

It was still the same that day, but after the management prayer, she suddenly grabbed the corner of my clothes and asked.

"certainly."

I touched her head and smiled:

"Goddess of mercy, behold us all."

"But."

The girl opened her innocent eyes wide and fluttered, which was particularly pitiful:

"I pray to the goddess so devoutly every day, why can't the goddess respond to me?"

"What did you wish for?"

"I want the goddess to tell me, my parents, how are they doing down there? Woohoo, and I miss them so much and want to see them. I dreamed about them before, but I can't even see them. I can’t even remember his face.”

"...Don't worry, the goddess will definitely fulfill your wish."

At that time, that was all I could answer.