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Chapter 144 Succubus Son 11

Pelosius said: "So there is no need for you to hide your true self in front of me."

Uriel looked at him blankly.

Pelosius raised his hand as if to comfort him, but this time he did not simply touch his head. His fingers touched the small corner hidden in the black hair. Seeing that Uriel did not resist, he stroked it gently.

The devil's horn on the top of his head seemed to be a sensitive part, and Uriel shrank subconsciously.

Pelosius's eyes darkened slightly, and he retracted his hand as if calmly. He glanced at the tail behind the boy, which was also shrinking nervously. He moved his fingers, but showed no emotion, and said, "Even without that disguise, I I believe that no one will question your belief in the light."

There was no false comfort, Pelosius was telling the truth.

Even if he does not play the role of the so-called perfect son and does not have the mask of purity and gentleness, Uriel's power of faith is still firm and pure, and he will still run around because he wants to protect the believers of the light, so he is respected and respected by mankind.

After a long time, Uriel, whose expression changed several times, seemed to suddenly react. He stuttered in a rare way and asked in disbelief: "You can read minds. When did you do it?"

Pelosius He didn't hide anything: "When the ice soul rose blooms."

Uriel took a breath!

So, Hughes already knew about his blasphemous and filthy thoughts?

Uriel's eyes widened, almost dying of shame and anger.

Pelosius rarely felt guilty. He looked at the dumbfounded Uriel and promised: "Don't worry, I have a hunch that I will be able to master this skill quickly. I will not pry on you without permission." " Those thoughts."

"You know them all?"

Uriel asked tremblingly: "Did you hear my...those thoughts?"

Pelosius didn't know what Uriel was referring to, and he was unsure. Asked: "Are you talking about the quilt on the carriage that you don't want to wash, or did you mean--"

"Stop! I know, stop talking..."

Uriel interrupted him with despair and grabbed his sleeve, angrily. Gossamer took a breath and said: "I think if you keep talking, I will die here today."

Pelosius has been quite shocked by Uriel's voice these days, and he does have some joking thoughts. , but I didn't want to tease him too much and make Uriel really unhappy.

So he changed the subject calmly and said: "Okay, I won't talk anymore. Is your stomach feeling better?"

I don't know if he said it openly, as if a can was broken, Uriel put aside the pretense of the gentle saint. Face, he glanced at Pelosius aggrievedly, pursed his lips and said firmly: "It's not okay."

Seeing that Uriel was not really angry, some blood came back to the eroded pale lips, and his expression was naturally vivid. , a smile flashed in Pelosius's eyes, and he silently changed the healing technique to input divine power.

Uriel had received divine power before, and his body had long remembered it, so he did not reject it at all. What's more, those divine powers were so gentle and careful that they were perfectly integrated into his body.

Sensing the familiar power, Uriel was stunned for a moment, his expression relaxed, and his eyes were filled with dazzling light.

What Hughes said was true, he showed his true nature, but Hughes didn't mind at all.

I don't mind that he is a creature of darkness, I don't mind that he is a succubus but he is the Son of Light, I don't mind that he wears a mask, and I don't mind that he is real.

Why is Hughes so good?

Like the seeds of a large ice rose, all poured into the heart, and bloomed at the same moment. The blue translucent petals filled the entire heart. I really experienced what it means to be in full bloom.

Unable to hold back, Uriel smiled again, with the corners of his mouth as sweet as honey, and asked: "Why did you give me divine power?"

Pelosius withdrew his hand and said: "Next time when you are in estrus, come Find me."

Uriel understood it as another explosive meaning, and his long tail was almost tied into a knot with joy.

Miscellaneous thoughts and exciting images came up one after another, causing Pelosius, who shared his thoughts through contact, to uncontrollably jump between his eyebrows, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Looking at Uriel, whose ears were red and full of expectation, Pelosius calmed down his turbulent breathing without any trace, and explained calmly: "What I mean is that divine power is more effective than bright holy water, and it can suppress your... ...Estrus."

The heat on his face faded away like a tide. Uriel's fingers clenched the corner of the quilt unwillingly, and he couldn't even pretend to pretend, and said "oh" in a disappointed tone.

Succubi are lustful, and they long for pleasure with others from the very beginning. He has been playing the role of the holy son for three years, and it's not like he has really changed species. Anyway, Hughes understands his thoughts and knows Once his true nature is revealed, what's the use of hiding it.

What's more, since Hughes asked him not to pretend, he would show his true self to Hughes.

Seeing that Hughes knew his thoughts but remained so calm without showing any resistance, he probably wouldn't be scared away...

Wait!

Doesn't this mean that Hughes is also attracted to him! He might really become Hughes's forever companion and lover.

Uriel's eyes sparkled and his breathing quickened for a moment.

He looked at Pelosius steadily, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and grabbed the corner of Pelosius' clothes who was about to get up and leave.

The heart-shaped tail wrapped around Pelosius's wrist in time.

Pelosius lowered his eyes and glanced at the small heart gently shaking towards him on his wrist. He turned his gaze nonchalantly and looked at Uriel, asking with his eyes.

A few strands of smooth black hair fell from his shoulders. Uriel's delicate eyebrows were a little shy and he asked softly: "Seus, don't you have anything to say about my thoughts?"

For example, it doesn't matter, I accept you. An idea we could try or something like that?

Uriel's cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were looking at Pelosius expectantly without blinking, not shy at all like he looked on the surface.

Pelosius paused.

Uriel boldly grabbed Pelosius's hand and conveyed his thoughts to him.

He did not tell it directly, but schemingly recalled every bit of their relationship in his mind, such as the daily life in the small building, when he made desserts for Hughes, and Hughes planted flowers with him; for example, Hughes made flowers bloom for him; For example, Hughes knew what he was thinking, but did not alienate him; such as those small actions that perhaps even Hughes himself was not aware of.

After these memories passed by, Uriel said in his heart:

[You also like me a little bit, right? ]

Pelosius was silent for a little longer. After that, he slowly took Uriel's hand and looked at the pair of eyes full of stars and smiles that dimmed sadly, like abandoned precious flowers. , in an instant it lost its vitality and began to wither.

Taoxin stopped wagging her tail, let go of his wrist and fell onto the bed.

Something suddenly stabbed Pelosius in the heart. He did not refuse directly, but said: "...let me think about it, okay?"

Uriel nodded and watched Pelosius pat his figure as he came downstairs. , the corners of his mouth curled up in pleasure.

Hughes didn't refuse.

That's the side note, Hughes admitted what he said.

Uriel put away his horns and tail in a good mood. In fact, he could have put away his horns a long time ago, but as a qualified succubus, he is very sensitive to emotions. Since he noticed that Hughes liked it, how could he do it? Why don't you take the opportunity to gain favor?

...

Pelosius knew Uriel was right.

He does like Uriel somewhat. Although this love is not deep enough, it is real and cannot be ignored.

For a moment, he wanted to give it a try, but he quickly remembered that he was not the real human god "Xius", but a part of Pelosius, the god of light.

He couldn't remember the rest. He couldn't be sure of the God of Light's intentions in distinguishing him. He couldn't be sure when he would return to his true form. He couldn't be sure whether he would still be him after returning. Would merging with the God of Light make him disappear?

If he is destined to disappear, developing a relationship with Uriel is not a wise choice. Short-term happiness will be followed by long-term sorrow.

Therefore, Pelosius did not agree and planned to wait until he remembered the meaning of "Xius"'s existence.

Anyway, the speed of memory return has become much faster during this period. I believe it won't be long before the answer can be found.

But the answer was not found yet. Two days later, Morris found all the fallen elves who had left and asked Pelosius to go and have a look.

Uriel was naturally with him.

After the small episode two days ago, the atmosphere between the two has undergone subtle changes. The occasional casual eye contact seems to be mixed with something, making the air sweet.

In Uriel's own voice, they were in a period of ambiguity.

"Sius, are you right?"

Uriel smiled, his hand hanging by his side swinging, always in slight contact with Pelosius.

Pelosius gave him a helpless look. Ever since he told Uriel that he didn't have to hide his true nature, Uriel had completely let himself go and was extra bold and bold. He even deliberately let him hear his inner voice and teased him endlessly.

I don't know if I'm shooting myself in the foot.

Uriel looked at him innocently, his tail peeked out from under his clothes, and he gently rubbed his hand with his heart.

The peach heart at the tip of the tail is soft, like a loving little steamed bun, trying its best to tease him.

It was a little itchy to be rubbed, but Pelosius' eyebrows jumped twice. They were on the way to Ron's Hotel now, and there were elves everywhere. This was the tail that symbolized the devil. How could Uriel be so bold?

Pelosius looked around and made sure that no one was looking here. Everyone was doing their own thing.

He didn't look sideways, but he grabbed the nice little peach heart with his backhand and squeezed it gently, as if as punishment.

"Uh--"

The tail and horns are both sensitive parts, especially the tip of the tail. When pinched like that, even if the force is not strong, a numb and trembling feeling will spread from the tip of the tail to the whole body, and Uriel's whole body will be shaken. Trembling, he almost screamed out in the street. He bit his lip to swallow the sound and looked at Pelosius helplessly.

Pelosius looked away, thinking that Uriel was strong on the outside but strong on the inside. He was frightened after a little intimidation and curled his lips calmly.

Just as he was about to let go of his hand to comfort him, he suddenly heard Uriel's shy voice again.

[It's so exciting. Does Hughes actually like this? ]

[Well, it's not impossible for me. ]

Pelosius: "...?"

Another messy picture came to Uriel's mind.

Pelosius flicked his wrist and almost pinched his heart again. He took a deep breath, let go of Uriel's tail, and stood aside without leaving a trace, with deep thoughts flashing in his eyes.

It seems... Uriel's nature is more "unrestrained" than he imagined.

So was it a wrong decision to tell Uriel that he could read minds?

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It was not convenient for others to know about this matter. Ron prepared a separate room. To his surprise, in addition to Morris and Ron, there was also a person wearing a holy robe in the room.

Maurice was too embarrassed to go see Uriel and asked Ron to introduce him.

"The Divine Envoy of Hughes, Holy Son of Uriel, this is the Holy Son of Light in Dali Town, Holy Son of Angus."

Angus seemed to be sick, his face was a little pale, contrasting with the white robe on his body, It covers up a bit very well.

He glanced at Uriel inadvertently, his eyes flickered, and he quickly looked away, his posture unchanged: "Angel of Seuss, Holy Son of Uriel, good day."

Pelosius suppressed the deep thought in his eyes, The memory is actually touched by this name?

Uriel's smile slowly disappeared, and his fingers twitched for a moment, but he quickly reacted, and the smile he raised again was gentle and polite, without any mistakes, and he nodded and said: "Holy Son of Angus."

Others may not notice it, Pei Losius sensed Uriel's displeasure immediately. He looked at Uriel's clenched fingertips and frowned.

Uriel knows Angus?

Before Pelosius could observe any more, Angus over there spoke again.

"I also discovered the situation in the Elf Forest, but I didn't expect you two to move so quickly. It's a pity that I couldn't help."

Angus sighed and felt a little embarrassed: "I really want to know what the dark plan is, so I shamelessly asked Ron to bring me here. I hope that Divine Envoy Hughes and Holy Son Uriel will not be angry. If it is true, If it's not convenient, I'll just stay in the room and wait for you."

Ron said disapprovingly: "Holy Son Angus, you helped us find the remaining fallen elves despite your illness. You just came to watch the Lord God's interrogation. Why is it inconvenient?"

Uriel's smile froze, and he felt like he smelled a strong smell of tea.

He lowered his eyes to cover up the flash of vigilance in his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and said warmly: "Yes, Ron is right, Holy Son Angus helped even though he was sick, so why didn't he help? I He didn't even have the respect for Hughes, so how could he be angry at such a natural request?"

Uriel tilted his head and looked at Angus in confusion, as if he really didn't understand why Angus said that.

Yes, Uriel is famous for being kind and tolerant, and Hughes is the envoy of light. They are not people who would be angry over such a trivial matter.

Ron and Morris were stunned for a moment, looking at Angus strangely.

Angus's embarrassed expression froze for a second, and there was a vague look on his face, but everyone could see the grievance. He whispered: "Holy Son, God's envoy, I didn't mean it. I'm really sorry. Maybe it's these two people." I was born sick and my head was a little confused, so I spoke casually and didn't word

my words carefully. It was my fault. "The implication is that you said you are not stingy, but you know that I am sick, so why do you still find fault with my words.

Uriel almost fainted from the smell of tea.

Pelosius lowered his eyes and saw Uriel clenching his hand again, and there might be a few dazzling red marks on the white and soft palm.

Before Uriel spoke, Pelosius' golden eyes glanced coldly at Angus, who froze on the spot for a moment.

"As the Holy Son, every word and deed is related to the majesty of the god. How can you speak at will? Angus, your faith does not seem to be firm."

The Holy Son is elected by the temple according to the affinity of the light power, and the divine envoy But it was decided by the gods themselves, and they can be called the gods' representatives in the world, above all believers.

To a certain extent, "Xius"'s words are the words of the God of Light.

The most important thing for a believer is faith in God. If this sentence spreads... everything he has worked hard for during this time will be in vain!

Angus' face was extremely pale.

Ron was sweating under the weight of the heavy air. He looked at each other and Morris said, "It's getting late. The two holy sons, Archangel Hughes, let's go down."

Pelosius withdrew his implicit threat. He looked down and nodded: "Yes."

Ron and Morris hurriedly led the way, Angus followed eagerly, and Pelosius and Uriel were at the end.

The palm of my hand was lightly scratched by something.

[Is Hughes helping me on purpose? right? right? ]

Pelosius clasped Uriel's troubled finger, spread his palm, looked at the few red crescents, frowned, and warned: "Never hurt yourself for others."

Uriel Seeing Pelosius's eyes sparkling, he curved his lips and smiled. The little chicken nodded and communicated with Pelosius from his heart.

It was completely different from the tit-for-tat confrontation with Angus. He was not falsely gentle and his tone was soft.

[So did you help me on purpose just now? 】

Pelosius has no choice but to acquiesce, why can't he acquiesce?

"Yes."

Uriel narrowed his eyes with a satisfied smile, and his eyes were faintly red with extreme pleasure.

Pelosius lowered his head and used his precious divine power to heal the little crescent moon in Uriel's palm without feeling anything wrong at all.

There are seven fallen elves in total. According to Morris, the last two traces disappeared outside the Elf Forest. It was not easy to find them after the clues were cut off. It was Angus who discovered the plight of the Elf Forest and took the initiative to help find them.

In order to prevent them from escaping, Ron and Morris unanimously decided

to be imprisoned in the underground dungeon of the hotel.

This dungeon has been closed for a long time, it is dark and damp, and the air does not smell very good.

Ron led the way and explained: "This was the dungeon used to imprison traitors during the War of the Gods. It has not been used since. I never thought it would be useful one day."

Morris also sighed.

Although it is a dungeon, the elves have always been gentle and friendly, and the fallen elves are not living too badly. There is a cell for each fallen elf, and there are elves who take care of them and calm their emotions.

Under Maurice's nervous gaze, Pelosius examined the fallen elves one by one.

"How's it going? Divine Envoy Hughes, where is the source?"

Pelosius looked at one of the fallen elves who looked at him angrily, frowned and said, "The source is in him, but the darkness has erased part of his memory. All I know is that they ate some kind of pollutant and spread it to other elves through some way. This kind of pollutant prevented them from cutting off their connection with the mother tree even if they fell, allowing themselves to become a medium and pollute the mother tree."

Ron looked at it complicatedly . After taking a look at the elf, he opened his mouth and said: "Hermes Envoy, he is my friend. He often comes to the hotel to help. He has a good personality. Perhaps he was bewitched by the darkness. He..."

Pelosius Knowing what Ron meant by what he didn't finish, he thought about it and said, "Just use enough light power to purify it."

Morris breathed a sigh of relief.

They now have two Holy Sons here who have been favored by the gods, as well as the God Envoy. The light power should be enough, right?

Uriel stepped forward and said, "Let me do it. You have just used a lot of divine power to investigate. Please rest first."

Pelosius met his eager eyes and guessed that Uriel probably wanted to show him a hand. He gave it a faint tick, without saying that that bit of divine power was just a drop in the bucket, and said, "Okay."

Uriel's eyes curled up with a smile, and he stepped forward to purify.

He stood at the door of the cell, his palms glowing with the same soft golden light, his delicate and beautiful eyebrows were illuminated by the light, and his drooping eyelashes were shrouded in a sacred color, which was incredibly holy.

The depressed and irritable fallen elves were soothed by this power and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Every time Ron saw Uriel, he came to buy flower seeds. He had never seen his friend purify before, so he couldn't help but marvel.

Morris was attentive and noticed a slight moisture leaking from Uriel's forehead, and couldn't help but look at Angus, who was silent at the side.

Angus noticed the look Morris cast and thought he wanted to purify himself. He subconsciously took a step back and said with a forced smile: "High Priest, I'm sorry, my illness may have affected my divine power..."

Although Morris was disappointed , but didn't say anything, nodded and looked away.

Pelosius did not miss this scene, thoughtfully.

After the purification was completed, Uriel's originally red lips lost some of their color.

As Morris and Ron thanked him sincerely, Pelosius held his shoulders and transmitted divine power silently.

"We prepared a sumptuous lunch, thanks to the Holy Son and the Divine Envoy..."

The group of people walked out, with Pelosius still holding Uriel at the end.

Uriel leaned against Pelosius, seemingly too "weak" and wished he could lean his whole body on Pelosius and cling to him.

"You did a good job."

Pelosius said in Uriel's ear, his deep magnetic voice accompanied by his warm breath, which spread out a tingling sensation in the ear.

Uriel's cheeks turned bright crimson and he blinked at Pelosius.

But the voice in his heart was different from the shyness on his face, he was clearly taking advantage of the situation.

[Is there any reward? ]

Pelosius glanced at him and asked, "What do you want?"

A lot of unspeakable things came into his mind.

Pelosius's face darkened, he pinched the back of Uriel's neck lightly, and said slowly: "Let's talk about it later."

Uriel's eyes widened.

[But you said this last time, and it's been two or three days now and you still haven't given me an answer. ]

Uriel squeezed into Pelosius's arms dissatisfied, rubbed his furry head against Pelosius's neck, and said aggrievedly: [Peusius, you can't do this. ]

The neck was itching, and the body rubbing against her arms was warm and soft, exuding a light sweet fragrance.

Uriel did it on purpose.

He is no longer satisfied with the current period of ambiguity.

Pelosius felt like a mirror, his Adam's apple rolled up, and there was something hot in his dark eyes.

He held his head in his arms, gave a clear time, and whispered: "Let's talk about it after we go back to the temple."

The matter in the Elf Forest was settled, and it was time for them to go back.

Uriel stopped, raised his head, and showed a bright smile.

【This is what you said! ]

"Yeah." Pelosius pinched his face as if punishing, and led him to follow the people in front of him who were about to disappear.

Morris and the others didn't notice anyone falling behind at all. Angus didn't know what he was thinking and didn't look back all the way.

The group went to the hotel on the ground and sat down in the room arranged by Morris and the others. The table was already filled with sumptuous special dishes and drinks.

After everyone sat down, there was not much false conversation. After Morris and Ron happily thanked them again, everyone ate together.

Having successfully achieved his goal, Uriel was also very happy, smiling happily, and drank several glasses of his favorite sake.

Pelosius looked at Uriel with a flushed face. Although he knew that sake would not make him drunk, he still frowned worriedly.

He was about to take away Uriel's cup when Angus suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Holy Son Uriel, the purification just now was really wonderful. I admired your deeds, Holy Son, when I was in the town of Dali. , I'm deeply sorry for my mistake in words this morning. I toast the Holy Son, and I hope you don't mind."

Uriel didn't want to toast with him, and looked at Angus's smile with a false smile.

But before he could say his polite refusal, Pelosius had already taken away his cup and said calmly: "Uriel drank too much. Drinking more will be bad for your health."

Angus's smile froze.

Morris and Ron looked at each other, tacitly reducing their presence and acting as if they didn't see anything.

"Yes."

Angus chuckled, but when he was about to sit down, his hand shook. For some reason, all the wine in the cup spilled on Uriel.

Pelosius originally sensed when the wine was spilled, but the rebound barrier set up by the divine power was penetrated by the seemingly ordinary sake, and all of it was poured on Uriel.

There's something wrong with the wine!

Pelosius suddenly looked at Angus.

[Damn Succubus, you actually dare to betray Master Urbinos. Since you want to be the Holy Son of Light so much, then let you try to expose your true nature in public——]

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is full of malice and darkness. The voice of his heart surged, and Pelosius's eyes suddenly turned extremely cold, and his expression was terrifying as a storm was about to come.

"Ah!" Angus said in a panic: "I'm so sorry, Uriel, I didn't mean to-"

Before he could finish his words, a divine power hit Angus hard.

Before Angus could take back the joy hidden in his eyes, he was knocked out and fell against the wall. Old wounds were not healed and new wounds were piled up. He vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at Pelosius in horror.

Morris and Ron were stunned by this, looked at each other, and stood up and asked: "Envoy Hughes, what's going on?"

Uriel looked at Pelosius in confusion, Angus. He spilled wine all over him, and although Hughes was happy to help him vent his anger, this was not like Hughes' style at all.

But before he could say anything, the pattern on his abdomen became hotter and hotter, and the almost burning heat swept through his body in an instant. The unspeakable heat overwhelmed him and tried to overwhelm his reason.

Estrus has broken out!

how come?

The horns and tail popped out uncontrollably. Uriel's breathing almost stopped. He reflexively covered his head, trying to suppress the sudden and familiar heat. It was more violent and domineering than any previous attack. The ends of his eyes were burned. She became red and her thinking became dull due to discomfort.

"Xius..."

A faint golden light shrouded his whole body, blocking out the prying eyes of outsiders, and slender and strong hands wrapped around him, patting him comfortingly.

Feeling the warm and reassuring breath, Uriel's remaining sanity relaxed. As soon as his tense nerves relaxed, he was dragged into the abyss of desire by the boundless heat.

Pelosius still didn't stop after the blow. His divine power was like a pair of invisible hands, tightening Angus' neck little by little.

"What did you put in the wine?"

Just looking at his expression, Pelosius was very calm. In sharp contrast to the surging divine power in the room, he looked even more terrifying.

Angus, who had lost oxygen and turned pale, had his pupils dilated and his eyes full of fear. He looked at Morris and Ron for help: "Help, save me."

But Morris and Ron were not fools, and both of them were under the pressure of divine power. My legs were weak, and I could only sit back stiffly in my seat. I didn't say a word, and I didn't dare to say a word.

Sensing that Uriel's condition in his arms was getting worse and worse, Pelosius stopped talking and directly checked Angus's memory. After finding what he wanted, his brows seemed to be covered with frost that had not melted for thousands of years. A cold murderous intention emerged.

Pelosius was about to kill Angus, but a message left by the God of Light suddenly appeared in his mind: Angus cannot die.

Can't die? There are thousands of ways to make him pay.

Pelosius took away the little bit of light power that Angus used to cover up. Looking at the dark power overflowing from Angus, a sneer escaped from his lips, branding him a traitor.

He was about to ask Morris to temporarily put the person in the dungeon until Uriel gets better. The power of darkness suddenly came, and with all his strength, he broke through Pelosius's divine power and hurriedly swept away the dying Angus.

Pelosius' expression suddenly sank.

Morris and Ron who were present saw the whole process clearly. Angus was suspected of plotting against Uriel. After Pelosius took away his light power, Angus burst out with a dark aura, and was finally saved by darkness. Let's go...

the two of them were stunned.

"Uril is injured. I'll take him back first."

Pelosius explained briefly, picked up Uriel who was already unconscious, and used his divine power to teleport back to the tree house.

Putting the person on the bed on the first floor, the divine power wrapped like a cocoon dissipated, revealing the beautiful and soft little succubus inside.

"Ugh."

Uriel, who had lost his mind and was burned by desire, choked. His eyelashes were wet with physiological tears. The trembling eyelashes were like butterfly wings soaked by rain, shining with bright water color. , which makes people feel affectionate.

Uriel subconsciously grabbed Pelosius beside him, and the place where his skin touched was ice cold. He couldn't help but sigh, but after feeling comfortable, a stronger flame engulfed him, making him thirsty for more.

"Don't move yet." Pelosius stopped the man who was moving in his arms, trying to send divine power to relieve Uriel's estrus that was triggered.

But divine power is not omnipotent sometimes. Uriel only felt that he felt more uncomfortable. The warm divine power flowed into his body, like adding fuel to a burning fire, and the pain that could not be relieved was aroused even more violently.

A rich, sweet aroma spreads out, filling the entire tree house little by little.

Uriel half-opened his confused eyes, the circles under his tortured eyes were all red. He looked at Pelosius aggrievedly. He didn't understand why he made himself suffer so much. He wanted Pelosius not to lose his divine power anymore and murmured. He murmured: "It's so uncomfortable."

Pelosius's eyes were dim, but he still did not stop transmitting divine power, but intensified it. His voice was a little hoarse, and he coaxed unfamiliarly: "Wait a little longer, it will be soon." It's not uncomfortable

anymore." Unexpectedly, Uriel, who had been lying in his arms obediently, started to struggle in an instant. His whole body was obviously soft, and his heart-shaped tail tried hard to push the strong arms on his belly, which were like iron. Weeping weakly: "No!"

"Okay, I won't move." Pelosius rarely knew what to do. He was afraid of hurting Uriel, so he had to stop inputting divine power.

The sweet fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose seemed to emanate from his bones and blood, constantly interfering with his mind. Pelosius frowned, pursed his lips into a straight line, and tried his best to search for a solution to the succubus' estrus period in his memory.

The God of Light's memory spans thousands of years, but he can't find a way except.... Pelosius frowned, feeling that this god was a bit useless.

Why didn't he swallow the godhead of the God of Wisdom in the first place?

Pelosius took a deep breath, and a piece of hot softness suddenly appeared on his lips.

At some point, the heart-shaped tail tightly wrapped around Pelosius's waist, as if not allowing him to leave. Uriel half-knelt between his legs, held his face in his hands, lowered his head and kissed his lips awkwardly.

Just kissing on the mouth is not enough, the dense kiss goes downwards little by little.

Pelosius's breath was stagnant, and his eyes were as dark as the night.

He tilted his head and said hoarsely: "Uriel, stop."

Not only did Uriel not stop, he also went faster as if competing.

Pelosius clasped Uriel's waist, restraining himself from wanting to pull the troublemaker away, when his Adam's apple was suddenly licked slightly by something moist and warm.

An astonishing flame was suddenly ignited in his eyes. The hand clasped on the thin waist inadvertently became stronger, and the light blue veins on the back of the hand bulged.

Uriel shifted uncomfortably. You don't need to look to know that under the clothes, there must be a few ambiguous red fingerprints on the little succubus' snow-white and slender waist.

Pelosius was a little annoyed and wanted to use healing skills, but then he remembered that healing skills were also driven by divine power. If he used too much force, Uriel would definitely be the same as before, and he might actually cry...

Pelosius had blue veins on his forehead. Jumping, what is he thinking? Was he also bewitched by darkness?

"Seus, Hughes..." The young man in his arms wanted to relieve himself but couldn't figure it out. Instead, he regained some consciousness and rubbed Pelosius like a small animal. The tears accumulated in his eyes couldn't be shed. Blinking away from his thick and long eyelashes, he looked at Pelosius with red eyes and said, "Don't you want to kiss me?"

Pelosius felt that his sanity was in jeopardy, but...

he simply closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, but the hot voice in his ears kept tempting him.

"Don't you like me?"

"If you like me, why don't you kiss me?"

"Xius, I feel so uncomfortable."

"What are you hesitating about?"

"..."

Uriel was almost driven crazy. What kind of wood does he like?

At this moment, all the gods that should not be blasphemed were forgotten. Uriel's vague consciousness only knew that he and the person in front of him liked each other, that he was in estrus, and it was natural for Hughes to help him solve the problem.

Uriel reluctantly bit the man with his eyes closed, his throat was burned to the point of becoming hoarse, and he said dullly: "If you don't help me, I'm going to die."

If the succubus' estrus period is suppressed, The last explosion will be extremely violent. If it is not resolved or irrigated by the essence, it will die in the burning flames.

The voice of my heart was conveyed to Pelosius truthfully.

Pelosius opened his eyes, which were obviously golden eyes, but at this moment they were dyed dark by something.

The warm and dry fingertips rubbed the hard and smooth horn, then touched the tip along the arc, and then the whole hand tightly wrapped the horn less than two fingers, feeling the slight trembling of the body under the palm, Complex emotions flashed across his eyes.

"What if I disappear in the future?" Pelosius asked softly.

Uriel rubbed his head and stroked his hand. Although he didn't understand why Pelosius said that, he was very anxious. Although he was confused, he still smartly realized what answer Pelosius wanted. He answered in the affirmative obediently: "Then I don't regret it either."

"Yes." There was a gentle smile in Pelosius's eyes, and he kissed Uriel.

The boundless crimson color spreads, and the fragrance in the air seems to be a little sweeter.

Before giving Uriel what he wanted most, Pelosius suddenly thought of something. His face wet with sweat looked intently at him. The delicate eyebrows were stained with the gorgeous color of the little succubus, and he spoke dumbly. Asked: "Do you like me, or do you like God who has favored you?"

Ah? Isn't Hughes a god?

Uriel was confused and his brain was turned into a puddle of mush. He was so stuck that he almost burst into tears. He choked with tears and urged: "You, I like you, I like Hughes!

" The last stone in Losius's heart fell, and his eyes were infinitely gentle.

If he is just part of the God of Light, then he is not the real God of Light. Fortunately, Uriel only likes him.

There was a gentle and contented smile on his lips, but his movements were not slow at all.

Uriel also successfully cried with satisfaction.

Although, fortunately he is a succubus, should he be said to be worthy of being a god?

...

Wisteria's little tree house was covered and isolated by divine power for three days. Morris and the elves who lived next door were frightened for three days.

"High Priest, is Brother Uriel's injury serious?" Ai Luo held his face in his hands and looked at the tree house not far away, and said worriedly: "It has been three days, has the Divine Envoy Hughes not been cured yet?"

Harrison and Neal also looked at Morris.

Morris shook his head and sighed and said, "I don't know either. I hope Uriel is safe."

He touched the heads of each elf and said, "Let us pray to the mother tree for Uriel."

The elves They all nodded.

But before the prayers started, the divine barrier that enveloped the tree house suddenly disappeared.

Morris stood up in surprise, thought for a while, and asked the elves to stay at home while he went over to take a look first.

"Okay." The elves were extremely well-behaved.

Morris stood in front of the door of the wisteria tree house and knocked gently: "Sius, is Uriel's injury okay?"

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In the tree house, Pelosius was in a trance. He looked at the sleepy young man in his arms, with a faint smile on his lips, thinking about their future.

Hearing Morris's voice outside the door and thinking of Angus and the God of Darkness, Pelosius's lowered eyes became extremely cold for a moment.

He quietly stood up and went out without disturbing Uriel. He closed the door before Maurice could see clearly, covering up the sweet fragrance that had not faded from the room.

"Uril is fine." Pelosius looked calm and lowered his voice.

After hearing the good news, Maurice breathed a sigh of relief, noticed Pelosius's lowered voice, guessed that Uriel was still resting, and said in a gentle voice: "The Holy Son is fine, just fine. The fallen elves in the dungeon have regained consciousness. Now Time..."

The two talked softly at the door for a while, and made a small deal. After handling the follow-up matters, Pelosius got into the carriage with Uriel, who was too tired and still sleeping.

Unlike the rush to the Elf Forest, Pelosius deliberately slowed down the carriage in order to make the journey smoother and leisurely returned to the temple.

When Uriel woke up, they had returned to the small building in the central temple.

"Come back?"

"Yes." Pelosius sat on the edge of the bed, holding down Uriel who was so surprised that he sat up from the bed, and said, "The matter in the Elf Forest has been resolved. You are too tired, so I didn't call you."

Uriel blushed and said with a smile, "Actually...it's okay."

Although it's been three days and three nights...but he is a succubus! How, how could you get dizzy?

He also wants to save face.

A smile flashed in Pelosius's eyes, but he didn't care about such trivial matters and nodded lightly.

The kettle and cups on the table flew up on their own initiative, filled a glass of water, and flew to Pelosius's hand.

"Drink some water."

Uriel was a little flattered to be served by the god he was thinking of. He took a sip of the water on his lips, and his small eyes kept drifting to Pelosius's face, full of some kind of expectation.

Pelosius turned to talk about the Forest of Elves: "Before we left, those fallen elves were successfully purified and regained their consciousness. They thanked you very much and said that they would give you a gift when you go to the Forest of Elves next time. Surprise."

That's not what Uriel wanted to hear, but when he heard the good news, he suppressed his anxiety, bent his eyes and nodded, and continued to stare at Pelosius eagerly.

Pelosius glanced at him, his lips slightly curled up quietly, but instead of saying what he wanted to hear, he slowly talked about another thing.

"Angus is a descendant of the Dark God. In order to confuse the believers of the Light, he hid in the temple as an undercover agent to build momentum for himself... The Light only gave him a meager amount of divine power, so he could not purify the fallen elves. Among the elves, It was Angus who was followed and peeped by Sen, and the darkness saved him who should have died."

These few sentences contained a lot of information, Uriel blinked, not having any doubts about Pelosius's news.

He digested it for a while, forgetting all the urgent matters for the time being. He frowned and said, "This makes sense. You obviously just helped me suppress my estrus before, so it's impossible for it to break out so quickly." , Angus's actions in that glass of wine, and the incident in the Elf Forest, were probably done by Angus and the others?"

"Smart." Pelosius touched Uriel's black and silky hair. Just as he was about to stop, two little devil horns suddenly appeared in his hair.

Uriel's face turned slightly red as he revealed his true form, and he gently rubbed his hand with his horn.

Pelosius's eyes were dim, and his long fingers were caressing and teasing him. Seeing the blush on Uriel's face getting darker, he sighed in his heart and pinched the tail that was unwilling to be outdone and circled his wrist. , grasping that naughty heart in the palm of your hand.

The tingling sensation climbed all the way up from the tailbone, and the scalp-numbing pleasure made Uriel squint his eyes. The pattern on his abdomen felt faintly hot, and he glanced at Pelosius shyly, wanting to refuse but to welcome him.

Pelosius had long seen through Uriel. On the surface he seemed to be very shy and innocent, but in fact he might be thinking about something weird in his heart.

Fortunately, he blocked his mind-reading skills.

At the moment when Uriel was drunk, his mind-reading skills evolved again. He could read his mind without physical contact and could control it freely.

Pelosius kept his promise and stopped reading Uriel's voice at will. When he returned to the small building, he directly turned off this skill.

Therefore, his expression remained unchanged and he continued to play with the little peach heart calmly, while saying: "Angus was rescued by darkness, but I took back the light power from Angus and marked him as a traitor. As long as When exposed to darkness, the brand will cause him extreme pain. "

The tip of his tail was being rubbed and pinched back and forth, and Uriel's breathing was erratic. His red eyes showed a beautiful aura, and he added tremblingly: " But Angus himself is a descendant of the dark god, so he will..."

"Always in pain."

The smile hanging on the corner of Pelosius's lips did not change at all, but the words coming out of his thin lips were cold and ruthless: "This is what he should do. There is a punishment."

Uriel had no objection at all, and could not think of any objection. He was almost tortured to death by those sharp-jointed hands.

A happy way to die, of course.

"Sius..." Uriel regretted teasing Pelosius.

He moved, trying to pull back the ravaged tail, but he didn't know whether it was because Pelosius wouldn't let go, or whether it was because the disgraced tail was unwilling and couldn't pull it back.

Uriel looked at Pelosius longingly and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Stop rubbing, your tail will break if you rub it any more."

Pelosius's golden eyes flashed slightly, and something hot seemed to be flowing under his smile, and he lowered his voice . He said in a voice: "How could it be broken?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little heart in his palm could not bear the stimulation and stopped moving.

Uriel looked at him pitifully.

Pelosius pondered for a moment, but still did not let go. He also used his thumb to rub the heart of the heart, and asked calmly: "If it is broken, will you reconnect it?"

Uriel: "..."

His illusion ? Why do you feel that Hughes has changed?

Seeing that Uriel really couldn't stand it anymore, with physiological tears hanging on his wet eyelashes and his toes curling up, Pelosius achieved his goal and let him go mercifully.

After this time, Uriel should be more restrained, right?

Pelosius didn't mind Uriel deliberately teasing him, but although he was the incarnation of a god, he was still a human being after all. Even a god couldn't resist such repeated temptations.

But the previous few days and nights had passed, and Uriel needed some rest, so he couldn't mess around anymore.

Pelosius sighed in his heart, looking at the careless little succubus, his eyes were full of smiling warmth.

Uriel hugged his tail and calmed down for a while before he came out of his daze. The redness on his cheeks faded away. He remembered the most important thing and looked at Pelosius anxiously.

Now that we've talked about the Elf Forest, it's time to get down to business, right?

Did you agree to answer him when you return to the temple?

Uriel stared at Pelosius and hinted wildly: "Sius, have you forgotten something?"

Pelosius pretended to ponder for a moment, looked at Uriel's impatient eyes, raised his lips, and did not let go. Uriel has been waiting.

He leaned forward, intertwined his fingers with Uriel, and pressed a cherishing kiss on the boy's forehead.

The majestic divine power formed a small eye of the wind, blowing the curtains and the curtains on the bed. When Pelosius's lips left, the divine power turned into a warm golden glow, blending into the center of Uriel's eyebrows, leaving a light golden streak. Divine power pattern.

Uriel was stunned when he opened his eyes, feeling a strange connection with Pelosius.

He raised his hand and touched his warm brows, and asked doubtfully, "Is there anything here?"

"It has my mark, and you can share your divine power with me."

Pelosius looked at him with a smile.

In fact, it's more than that. If he is really taken back by the God of Light one day and disappears between heaven and earth, all the divine power of this body will be given to Uriel through the mark.

If the God of Light is not as upright as the world's legends say, if the God of Light wants to harm Uriel who abducted his incarnation after his death, if the God of Darkness and Angus want to do harm to Uriel...these divine powers will help him protect him. lover.

"Uril."

Pelosius took the little succubus's hand, kissed it without any lust, placed it on his heart, and stared at Uriel with his golden eyes: "You guessed it right I like you here."

Uriel blinked, his breath trembled uncontrollably, and some warm liquid fell from his eyelashes and fell on the back of his hand.

As if being burned, Uriel suddenly came to

his senses, and then he was ecstatic.

So happy.

so happy.

Hughes said his heart loved him.

The happiness in his heart seemed to melt Uriel away, and the love that surged in his chest turned into an inflated desire that needed to be vented. His fair cheeks were once again stained with red, and his eyebrows were alluringly beautiful. Colorful, looking at Pelosius with eyes like a hook.

Uriel blushed, held Pelosius's hand with his backhand, and said softly shyly: "I am hungry here, and I also want to be filled with divine power."

Pelosius:?

...

Uriel would be so happy that he would fall into estrus again, which Pelosius had not expected.

I originally wanted to use my divine power to suppress him, but Uriel refused and excitedly pulled him to play around in the small building, truly unleashing his true nature.

It happened that Uriel had half of his divine power, and coupled with the succubus's own extraordinary physique in some aspects, by the time he stopped and returned to the room, it was already dark once.

Pelosius fell into a rare deep silence.

Even if Uriel is a succubus, he is the incarnation of the God of Light. He should not like this in his heart. How can he join in the mischief? !

Pelosius, who was lying on the bed, took a deep breath, looked at the soft little succubus in his arms, and said the words he wanted to teach him in a different way.

"Uril." He softened his tone and discussed with Uriel: "You can't go too far, let alone indulge in such meaningless things. From now on..."

Uriel leaned his head on the chest of his beloved. , listening contentedly to the beating of Pelosius's heart as he loved it.

Hearing this, he raised his head and kissed Pelosius's jaw, successfully interrupting Pelosius's words.

Uriel blinked and rubbed circles on Hughes's chest with his green-white fingertips: "How can it be meaningless? We succubi like this by nature, and we have been doing it for a year. I am already very good. You have restrained yourself, and you still want me not to hide my true self, so where are you?"

Pelosius' eyelids twitched.

There is an inexplicable feeling of being hooked.

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Fortunately, Pelosius was determined and did not allow Uriel to "act wildly". After a long discussion, conditions were successfully reached that satisfied both parties.

Twice in three days, the condition is that Pelosius must activate the mind-reading skill and can only read Uriel's mind. During this period, no matter what voice he hears, he is not allowed to close it.

But if Pelosius takes the initiative, the number of times does not count as two, and he can do it as long as he wants.

The serious man Pelosius breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this small request was nothing to mention, it was just his heartfelt voice.

Besides, as a light, he is relatively indifferent to that matter and is not as enthusiastic as Uriel. How could he take the initiative too many times?

However, Uriel could agree to such a small number of times, which surprised Pelosius.

In response to Pelosius's question, Uriel's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled and whispered to his lover: "You will understand later."

Hughes was so simple.

Don't you know that the less you cherish, the more you cherish, the more essence you have?

Moreover...

the voice of the heart can not only reflect his unreserved love for Hughes, but also let Hughes clearly know that he loves him very much. This method also fully stimulates his desire to win and defeat, and can be used as a period of passionate love. The little love-interest couldn't be better.

Maybe he agreed so generously only twice in three days. Hughes thought he was too obedient and liked him even more.

The smile on Uriel's lips grew wider.

Pelosius glanced at Uriel with his golden eyes, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Although Uriel didn't know what he wanted to do, this cunning and cute look made his heart feel like he had never felt before, a soft tingling, and a faint expectation of being interested.

Most of the memory has been restored. Pelosius knew from his memory that the God of Light sat on the throne of the temple all the year round, except for sleeping. For thousands of years since his birth, he only had slight mood swings during the war between the gods. The rest of the time, the ancient well is as calm as a dead, cold lake.

Bright Bird's worry is not unreasonable. The god will one day voluntarily fall into a permanent sleep due to boredom.

Perhaps because his origin was that god, Pelosius was a little tired of the world at first, but since he was with Uriel, he always felt that the world had become more vivid, and every day was a different bright color.

Well, Uriel always brought him some "little surprises" that caught him off guard.

"Okay."

Pelosius gently pinched the sweet tail that was wrapped around his wrist and wanted to be close to him all the time. With a faint smile on his eyebrows, he said: "Get up quickly, you don't mean to take me around the capital. " Hmm

." The sensitive tip of his tail was pinched, and Uriel's body trembled. He raised his eyes and hugged his beloved Hughes, raised his head to show his red lips, and winked: " "Xius, what should I do? I can't get up."

Pelosius raised his eyebrows, knowing Uriel's tricks very well, and skillfully raised Uriel's chin, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Good morning, Uriel."

Uriel's eyes were shining brightly, and he hugged Pelosius's neck with a smile: "Good morning, Hughes!"

...

the mind-reading skill has been activated for two months, Pelosius could not hold on any longer.

Uriel is really good at giving "surprises". Most of the messages that come through are confessions and passionate expressions of love no less than a hundred times a day. The rest are teasing, all kinds of teasing. The key point is that the more courageous the teasing is, the more courageous the teasing will be. Come bigger.

It's really big.

Just like this moment.

It was another worship day in January. The archbishop and the priests prayed devoutly to the church where the statue of light was enshrined. Only Uriel and Pelosius, as the sons of God, had the honor to pray to the statue in the temple.

The beautiful and pure Holy Son closed his eyes, wearing a pure white holy robe with complicated patterns outlined by pure gold threads. His thick and long eyelashes were hanging down, and a light golden line of divine power between his eyebrows made him look dust-free, and his whole person was in a state of ecstasy. , one look at it will make you fascinated, but you can't bear to blaspheme it even a little bit.

This Holy Son, whose faith is said to be particularly strong and pure, and particularly unswerving, under the gaze of the gods and statues, and with a bunch of believers outside, his inner voice was somewhat unpleasant to listen to.

[Today's dress is a holy robe that can only be worn during worship. I remember that every time I wear this dress, Hughes' eyes stay on me for a longer time. He must like to see me wearing it. ]

[Hmm, when I go back to the small building later, do you want to try this on? ]

[I have already thought of a new script! As a majestic god, Hughes accidentally lowered his gaze on the day of worship and discovered that the devout Holy Son was a succubus with evil intentions. The god was furious and decided to punish the succubus and beep him severely in the temple - —, the poor succubus cried and begged for mercy. He was about to break up. The cruel god didn't let him go. He grabbed his ankle and dragged him back to continue beeping——]

Pelosius: "...?"

Pelosius He clenched his fists expressionlessly.

What nonsense script is this?

What's more, they are in the church, praying to the God of Light!

Did Uriel ever think that the God of Light might hear him at any time?

Pelosius glanced at Uriel with a hint of warning.

A faint blush appeared on the cheeks of the Holy Son standing there.

[This is the look in his eyes. Hughes did a great job. I hope he can keep it when he waits for the beep. It's better to be more fierce. The punishment needs to be more fierce to make it feel...]

​​Pelosius's eyebrows were solemn, so suspenseful. Knock Uriel on the head in public.

Why are there so many strange things in Uriel's head?

The script weaved at that end is getting more and more bizarre, and it has progressed to the point where the succubus escapes, the gods are angry, and after capturing the people, they are found in small buildings, churches, at the foot of the statues, and even in the gardens where people come and go.

The god who was determined to teach the succubus a lesson used his divine power to make them invisible to all living things, but the poor succubus didn't know it. She was holding her heart-shaped tail and shivering, and her shameful white skin was covered with a shocking and gorgeous red cloud. I cried when I was beeping.

At the end of the long prayer, Pelosius came out looking dazed.

I feel like I've been brainwashed by a certain color, and I'm about to fall.

Is he going to steal the Dark God's job?

Uriel, the culprit, had a sweet smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

He was about to go back to the small building with Pelosius, but the archbishop came over and talked about business.

Pelosius looked calm on the surface, but felt a little relieved in his heart.

It wasn't that he was afraid, because he was willing to make Uriel happy no matter what Uriel wanted to do, as long as it wasn't too much.

It's just that this whim of the script was too... too much. If the God of Light really knew about it and blasphemed the gods, what Uriel would get would not be the kind of punishment he imagined, but a real physical and mental collapse. punish.

But when the time comes, he will protect Uriel.

Pelosius

looked at Uriel who was talking to the archbishop seriously, his eyes were soft without knowing it.

Even if the consequence is to disappear from the world.

After the Elf Forest incident, the darkness did not stop for a few days. It started to move again, and the move was very big. It sent out almost all the gods and divine envoys to try their best to discredit the light and use every method to expand into the Saint Danloran Empire. The purpose was obvious. .

Several human towns on the edge were deeply affected, especially the town of Dali where Angus was before. The entire town was wiped out along with the Temple of Light. Under the threat of death and the bewitchment of darkness, they became believers of darkness. .

The message for help reached all the way to the Archbishop.

The elderly archbishop was full of worry: "The darkness is coming fiercely. All the temple personnel in the town of Dali have been killed. The situation in other branch temples and surrounding towns is also very critical."

Uriel listened with a frown, his eyes Angry, he responded without hesitation: "I will set off for rescue tomorrow."

The Archbishop nodded, hesitated for a while, and reminded: "The people on the other side of the darkness claim that the Crown of Light was injured and fell into a deep sleep, and you are a succubus. , is a creature of darkness..."

Before he could finish his words, the Archbishop hurriedly added: "But no one believed it. If you were really a creature of darkness, how could you have worked so hard to help the believers of light for so many years? What's more, if you were really an undercover agent of darkness? , they won't make such a stupid statement."

Uriel moved his lips.

Pelosius paid attention to his emotions, frowned slightly, and said to the archbishop: "Let's go back and prepare now."

Back in the small building, Uriel seemed to be back to normal.

They simply packed their bags, confirmed the priests and knights who would follow them this time, and fell asleep early in the evening.

Pelosius slipped Uriel out, who was tossing and turning in his arms, and asked, "Can't you sleep?"

Uriel hugged his neck, without releasing his tail and horns as usual, and rubbed his furry head against Pelosius. Hughes lowered his chin and said dullly: "I betrayed their trust. I am really a succubus."

His chin and neck were itched, and Pelosius's eyes dimmed, and the warm palm ring He held Uriel's thin waist, patted him gently, and explained patiently: "But you are not an undercover agent of the Dark God."

"You are a succubus, but the things you do for them are from the bottom of your heart. " , not being instigated by anyone, that's why they trust you and respect you so much, and they will firmly believe in you when they hear this kind of news."

Pelosius gently stroked Uriel's hair, and his deep magnetic voice was full of tenderness in the night: "Do you know the source of the gods' power?"

Uriel's frown relaxed, and he shook his head blankly.

"Gods have a godhead. The godhead is the origin and authority of their divine power. It is also the container that carries a large amount of divine power. In addition to their own practice, the faith of believers is a very important source of divine power. This is why the dark god has tried so hard to snatch it away. The reason for the believer."

Pelosius told the secret about the god in an understatement, and saw Uriel's eyes widened with a little smile.

"Although the idols will grant some divine powers to the Sons and Saints on the day of worship, those divine powers are very meager. You have been the Holy Son for four or five years and have done so many things that cost your divine power. You are so lavish that you even use your divine power to drive a carriage. Haven't you ever been curious when your divine power is so abundant?"

Uriel had already thought about this question. He had traveled all over the empire to purify humans contaminated by darkness, or to support towns invaded by darkness, and he had seen many saints. The Holy Girl knows how much those people cherish their divine power, and the meager divine power can only protect a small town at most.

Uriel's answer was natural and a little sweet: "Because God took care of me before I became the Holy Son and gave me a lot of divine power."

"Silly, the light does not favor you with so much divine power." Pelosius nodded. With his mark between his eyebrows, he said lightly: "I am stingy enough to protect you from injury and hide your identity as a succubus."

Unlike him, he was willing to share his divine power with Uriel.

Uriel blinked in surprise, realized what Hughes meant, and quickly smiled.

It is clear that the gods at that time were not attracted to him yet, so they did not give him much divine power. Now that the gods like him, the treatment will naturally be different.

Uriel didn't mind at all. He kissed his lover sweetly and praised without hesitation: "Xius is the best."

Pelosius looked better. Since he remembered that Uriel met the God of Light first, he Just a little unhappy.

Getting back to the topic, Pelosius said: "You have a weak power of faith, which proves that some people have more than just respect for you. They put you on the same level as the God of Light and respect you like a god."

"Faith ." Intertwined with divine power, it is slowly developing and growing. If you have a godhead, you can become a new god."

Pelosius held up Uriel's face, looked at the shock on it, and said with a smile in his golden eyes. "You, do you want to become a god?"

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No one may be able to resist this temptation, Pelosius is still waiting patiently for Uriel's answer.

Uriel was stunned for a moment and answered the question differently: "Why don't they believe in you?"

"It's obviously because they are your believers that I did those things. The credit should be attributed to you." Uriel's There was pure doubt, confusion, and a little depression on his face: "Did I take away your faith? Is it..."

Is it because he took away the faith of those believers that Hughes was fighting with the Dark God? Injured in the fight?

This thought flashed through his mind quickly and disappeared before it reached Pelosius.

Uriel pursed his lips.

He never expected Uriel to say this, and Pelosius was a little stunned.

There was a smile in his eyes, he pinched Uriel's cheek, and said slowly: "I share my divine power with you. You should be able to feel how abundant it is. It is just a drop in the bucket and cannot be discovered. Besides, it is innate. God, divine power will grow naturally. "

The God of Light is so powerful that it can shatter the void. He doesn't care even if humans don't believe in him. Does he still care about this?

"Also, how can it be called robbery? They spontaneously believed in you. This just proves that in their eyes, you are just Uriel, not the Holy Son of Light, so their faith falls on you."

Uriel just felt guilty . Disappear safely.

He looked at Pelosius without blinking, as if he knew what Pelosius wanted to say.

Pelosius rarely spoke such long words. He spoke very slowly, "Even if you are a succubus, even if you hide your identity, can you erase the people you worked so hard to save and the things you did? ?"

Pelosius said word by word: "No, you will have more and more believers in the future, you still have the possibility of becoming a god, and your future is bright, so there is no need to do this meaningless thing. "I feel guilty and uncomfortable."

Uriel's heart was pounding, and something was bulging in his heart.

He suddenly kissed Pelosius.

"I don't feel bad anymore." Uriel stared at Pelosius, with a smile on his face like a cup of sweet sugar water, and asked, "Can I really become a god? If I become a god, can I?" Have you always been together? "

Although the lifespan of a succubus is longer than that of a human, it is still far less than that of a god.

Pelosius caught the heart-shaped tail that appeared unknowingly, and said with a smile in his voice: "Yes."

As early as in the wisteria tree house, Pelosius had made up his mind to find a way to get a godhead for him. Uriel.

The God of Light is powerful, the God of Darkness is cunning, and Uriel is currently too weak and in a very dangerous situation.

In his memory, the god of light devoured a lot of his godhead, but it was almost completely digested, so only... the god of darkness could be taken.

Pelosius suppressed the thoughts in his eyes.

"Then I will work hard to become a god." Uriel's long curly eyelashes shook slightly, and the eyes under the eyelashes danced with a firm and bright light, which could easily impress people.

[I want to be with Hughes forever. ]

Pelosius's heart trembled slightly, his eyes just softened, and Uriel suddenly blushed again.

[If it really takes that long, then beep - one year...]

Pelosius: ...He knows it.

Pelosius felt such a helpless feeling that he undoubtedly pulled the quilt and covered Uriel's shining eyes full of expectation: "Close your eyes and sleep."

If I think about it further, I'm afraid it won't be that simple tonight.

I still have to travel tomorrow.

...

Uriel thought carefully and decided to wait until the threat of the Dark God was eliminated before telling everyone his identity.

At this juncture, only he and Hughes could restrain the darkness on a large scale and purify the pollutants of the darkness. Admitting that they were succubi was undoubtedly something only a fool could do.

The situation was urgent, and the carriage on the road was blessed with divine power and was faster than the priests and knights on horseback.

This time, he had to go to several towns, and he was still on the front line of a serious battle. However, Uriel was very calm and made a detailed plan, step by step from the logistics that only dealt with purification and treatment to commanding on the battlefield.

Pelosius didn't interfere too much.

Because Uriel raised his head, his brows with a hint of murderous aura were still incredibly beautiful and holy, and his beautiful eyes were curved like the bright moon in the night sky, and he said to him: "I want to become a god. I know those who are currently there." Faith is far from enough, but Xius, becoming a god is my wish, let me try it myself."

"Try how far I can go."

[I want to stand beside Xius, not on Xius's side. " behind. 】

The voice of the heart is faithfully conveyed in the heart of another person.

"Okay." Pelosius smiled, suppressing the last recalled memories in his mind, and gently traced Uriel's eyebrows with his fingers.

Uriel is so dazzling.

Maybe it's because of this battle, maybe it's because... I have the desire to do everything in my heart to achieve it, so I overcome all obstacles and move forward indomitably.

I used to be able to hide my identity and enter

the central temple in order to meet my benefactor, endure the erosion of the holy water of light, and play the role of the flawless holy son. Now I can do my best to always stand by my lover and become a god.

He... couldn't bear the death of "Xius".

But if human Hughes doesn't die, his lover won't survive.

After several months of tug-of-war, Uriel led several temple knights and priests, as well as the elves who came to support, to regain the fallen towns one by one, expel all the dark soldiers, and purify all the pollutants left by the darkness.

As the dark atmosphere disappeared from all the towns, the people's ecstatic cheers almost filled the sky.

They put on their best dishes and entertained Uriel and all the priests and soldiers enthusiastically. They took out the most precious things in their homes and wanted to give them to their grateful and beloved Holy Son.

Uriel only wanted some worthless things, and his face no longer had a false gentle smile, but a sincere and bright smile, and he thanked everyone one by one.

Halfway through the banquet, Uriel was so happy that he drank several glasses of sake brought by the elves, mixed with various fruit wines provided by the townspeople. Although the alcohol content was not very high, he still felt a little dizzy.

After being busy for several months, Pelosius was not restrained and just sat next to Uriel, feeding him some of his favorite dishes from time to time.

Seeing that the banquet would take a long time, Uriel put down his chopsticks not long after eating, and quietly pulled Pelosius away.

After Hughes's appraisal, his power of faith increased several times, and Angus was also beaten away. On such a happy day, of course he had to celebrate alone with Hughes!

Pelosius followed Uriel's lead and glanced calmly into the darkness from the corner of his eye.

"Where to go?" Pelosius looked at the path in front of him. It was obvious that he was not going back to his place of residence.

Uriel said nothing until he reached his destination.

Large tracts of golden flowers stretched into a shocking sea of ​​flowers, which caught Pelosius's eyes. They swayed enthusiastically and wantonly in the breeze, each one facing the rising sun, eager and expecting to hang high. Their tiny figures can be seen in the blazing sun in the sky.

But with human eyes, this endless sea of ​​sunflowers is enough to fill the entire field of vision, and their boundless beauty can be clearly seen.

Uriel said: "I found it during purification."

Pelosius smiled and said: "It's very beautiful."

That must be because he liked it.

The intoxicating blush spread from Uriel's cheeks to the tips of his ears and neck. He stared at Pelosius, hinted wildly, and whispered: "Seus, now that the war has finally come to an end, we..."

Hughes said that at a critical moment, Except during the period of estrus, I would not do it at any other time. Even during the period of estrus, I would ruthlessly only do it twice!

Although the concentration is the essence, Pelosius almost destroyed him in those two times...

Uriel still felt like he was going to die of suffocation. He could have been so happy every day, but it was all because of the hateful darkness!

"There is no one here. We can set up a divine barrier to ensure that no one can see it. The scenery is still so beautiful. Hey, do you want to try it?"

As the owner moved, a light sweet fragrance quietly lingered on the tip of Pelosius's nose. .

Pelosius' eyes dimmed, looking at Uriel who was full of expectations, and whispered with regret: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Uriel looked at him blankly: "Why?"

Is it too open to Hughes? Shy?

Uriel was thinking wildly, and was about to seduce him again, when Pelosius suddenly hugged him, his arms were astonishingly strong, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and blood.

"Uril, don't worry, you will become a god. When I...die, you go to the Temple of Light. A brand new godhead has been prepared there. It is meant to be given to you. Someone will explain everything to you then."

Pelosius's voice was hoarse and low. He hugged Uriel, lowered his head and almost lost his composure. He greedily sniffed the sweet fragrance and murmured: "When you become a god..."

Human Hughes Not your first disciple, but always your disciple.

Even if the light returns.

Uriel trembled slightly, and Pelosius's words turned into a huge fear that enveloped him. He pursed his lips and asked: "Peusius, what are you talking about? Are you kidding me? I still don't want to do it here, so Are you angry? "Shall we go back?"

Uriel grabbed Pelosius's hand, his beautiful eyes filled with fear, and softly prayed: "Shall we go back?"

As the voice fell, Urbinos and Angus appeared from hiding in the darkness.

Pelosius unfolded the divine barrier and enveloped the sea of ​​flowers and Uriel.

"Don't be sad." Pelosius let go of Uriel and said softly: "I just returned to my true form."

"Sius!"

Uriel's eyesight went dark, and he was sent back to his residence by divine power.

...

Woke up, Uriel pushed away the priests and knights who were desperately trying to stop him.

Ron, who came from the Elf Forest to help, stopped him.

"Uril, calm down." Ron frowned tightly, looked at Uriel who was about to go crazy, took out a letter from his arms and gave it to him, saying: "Envoy Hughes had already guessed that there would be On this day, he made a deal with Maurice, allowing us to help you unconditionally when you have trouble, and also give this letter to you after he returns to the temple... "

Yes, Hughes ." He is the god of light.

How could he die?

Uriel's eyes were scarlet, and his teeth almost drew blood. It took him a while to calm down, and he sat back on the bed slumped and asked, "What's the price?"

"The God of Light will protect the Elf Forest for thousands of years."

After Ron left, Uriel read the letter and completely calmed down.

It's funny to say that Hughes rarely said that he liked him, but he thought so much about him. Even though he knew that he and the God of Light were the same person, he was still jealous of himself.

Even the letter contains a few words about the God of Light.

In fact, Uriel knew very clearly about human Hughes and God of Light. When he was the God of Light, he suppressed human nature. Divinity prevailed and seemed superior. However, human Hughes had no memory and natural humanity prevailed. .

In the final analysis, it's all Hughes.

"Silly." Uriel touched the wet letter in distress, restored it to its original shape with his divine power, and put it away carefully and lovingly.

Hughes is at the temple.

He was going to find him.

Chapter 150 The Succubus Son (End)

The God of Light on the throne has finally returned.

In front of the water mirror, the Bright Bird watched with great interest the whole process of the gods' love for a year. In the middle of the process, he wished he could fly down and press his head. Fortunately, one god and one person were finally together. Although the gods were cautious and shielded them for a long time after falling in love, the Bright Bird It was also satisfying to watch.

I didn't expect that something would go wrong in the end.

It's amazing! What did human Hughes think? Destroy the darkness and that traitor, why will you die?

The light bird was so angry that it jumped up beside the sacred pool. The only consolation was that the human Hughes was not really dead and had returned to the true form of the god of light. The two of them could still be together again.

Hum hum, the iron tree that has been thousands of years old has finally bloomed. Shouldn't this guy be sleeping on the throne every day? The light bird chuckled, fluttered its wings and flew to the main hall. Looking at the gods high on the throne, it landed on the armrest, pretending not to know anything, and 　　asked

curiously: "Dear gods, where have you been?"

Losius was looking at his palm in trance, and there seemed to be still a little warmth from his embrace.

Hearing the words of the Bright Bird, he glanced at it slowly and said lightly: "Does it look good?"

It was obviously just an ordinary sentence, but a strong sense of oppression swept over it, indicating that the owner of the voice was not as indifferent as he appeared.

The entire bird of light trembled. It was clear that Pelosius knew that it was peeking through the water mirror. He stood at attention and lowered his head and said truthfully: "It's beautiful."

Pelosius sneered. Lower lip, The next second, the light bird was bounced away by a divine power, and rolled more than ten times in mid-air before rolling out of the main hall.

The surroundings finally became quiet.

Pelosius sat on the throne with a solemn expression.

However, just one year of human memory has actually washed away the thousands of years of memories of being a god. All that is playing back in front of the eyes is the crying and laughter of the succubus, and even the heart of Gujing, which has been silent all year round, is shaken by a strange feeling. Occupied by his emotions, he was upset and quite anxious.

When the war of the gods began and when he learned the truth about the world, Pelosius did not do this.

After sitting on the throne for a long time, Pelosius pressed his temples and recalled the light bird who ran to look at the water mirror with a sullen face.

After looking at each other for a long time, Pelosius remained calm and asked insinuatingly about the succubus, only to learn that Uriel had been trying to find a way to find the Temple of Light.

The bright bird took a peek at the god's unattractive expression, and was puzzled to death.

It's true that God's heart is at the bottom of his heart. If you want to see your wife, just go and see her. Why are you hesitating here? The gods of darkness have made that traitor their queen. How can their god be able to do that?

Bright Bird felt that he was really worried about God, so he simply gave up and asked directly as if he was dead: "You hid the location of the temple thousands of years ago, and no one can find it. Why don't you just ask Uriel to come up?"

Being pierced, Pelosius's golden eyes flashed slightly, and after a while he said calmly: "Let's talk about it later."

What if Uriel doesn't want to come up?

What if Uriel comes up and feels that he is not the Hughes he likes?

Pelosius frowned.

The light bird almost vomited blood, and said quietly: "Lord God, although you are very aware of the crisis as a human and have arranged some back-ups, but as far as I know, Urbinos thought you were dead, but he was very happy and decided to take his place. The Queen of Gods killed Uriel at all costs."

The surging divine power instantly filled the entire temple, and several feathers of the light bird were shaved off, looking at the furious Pelosius with satisfaction.

"You are late, what if-"

Pelosius disappeared from the throne.

Full of murderous intent, he appeared in Urbinus's bedroom with boundless anger and killed Urbinus and Angus who were conspiring. Only when he woke up did he suddenly realize that he had lost control.

Before he had time to calm down, he hurriedly went to the residence where he had lived the longest as a human - the succubus's small building.

Tonight is a full moon. The bright disk-like moon hangs high in the night sky, and the bright stars are twinkling. There is no dark cloud to cover the light.

The small building was quiet and quiet. It was supposed to be a good night for sleeping and having a good dream. However, the little succubus on the bed seemed to have had a terrible nightmare. Her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were furrowed uneasily, and her thick and slender hair was The eyelashes were wet and looked very pitiful.

Pelosius just breathed a sigh of relief and felt worried again.

What's wrong?

Pelosius sat on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then entered the succubus' dream.

In the dream, there is a familiar sea of ​​flowers. At this moment, a large piece of it has fallen withered and is stained with unknown blood. The beautiful young man is kneeling on the ground, holding his lover who has lost signs of life and sobbing loudly. The hot tears are like broken threads. The beads fell on the tip of Pelosius's heart one by one, as if they were going to burn him.

is fake.

He left no human body, no blood at all.

He even almost killed Urbinus and Angus out of anger, but only suffered a symbolic blow and then faked his death.

Pelosius stood silently for a while, stretching out and retracting his hand, frowning, very dissatisfied with himself.

Human Hughes is also him, what are you afraid of?

It was Uriel who first noticed something strange behind him. He turned around with the "body of his lover" in his arms and saw a tall figure whose face could not be seen with a golden light all over his body. Before he had time to be alert, the figure withdrew its golden light and revealed The extremely familiar and handsome face.

"Sius!" Uriel in the dream opened his eyes wide in surprise, paused, looked at his arms in confusion, then looked at the silent man standing there, and asked hesitantly: "Are you Hughes? ? "

Then who is he holding?

Although Uriel asked this question, his strong intuition slowly let go of the hand holding the body.

"My name is Carlo de Pelosius." Pelosius felt a little uncomfortable. Because his memory was incomplete, he did not say his real name at first, or he did not say his full name.

Uriel blinked and asked stubbornly: "So you are my Hughes?"

Pelosius was a little lacking in confidence, right? After all, the human Hughes was not his soul, he was the real deal. It's just a human body, but the core hasn't changed at all.

"...Hmm."

It was indeed his Hughes!

Uriel threw away the fake corpse in his arms without hesitation, and ran into Pelosius's arms with joy. His tail and horns popped out, and his hands and feet wrapped around Pelosius like an octopus, as if for a moment. I don't want to separate either.

"I knew you were not dead! I miss you so much! Hughes, where have you been? Why did you come to see me now?" Uriel sobbed, feeling aggrieved, and hugged Pelosi even harder. Sri Lanka.

Pelosius' whole body stiffened, and at the dissatisfied urging of the young man, he tentatively wrapped his hands around the young man's waist.

The waist is so thin and soft.

The scent on my body is very sweet.

There is also the flailing tail, the small horns under the black hair, and the eyes are so bright, they are nothing like those dirty dark creatures... They are just as cute as in the memory.

When Uriel said he missed him, he was thinking of human Hughes. Did he think of him as human Hughes in his dream? If you tell him that he is the God of Light...

Pelosius represents the rational side of divinity and struggles hard. His eyebrows are deeply frowned and a little sour, but his hands can't help but tighten.

But human Hughes is also him.

"I originally wanted to go to the temple to see you, but I can't find where the temple is. Do you know how I spent this month? Hughes, if you don't come, I will go crazy!" The boy in his arms kept chattering. With his thoughts and grievances. Pelosius had no idea at all, and 　　his

rational divinity completely turned against him. His thin lips pursed into a thin line in annoyance, and he coaxed softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the time."

Years were used as a basis. He hesitated for too long after returning to his true form, and did not notice the passage of time, making Uriel wait for so long.

I will not do it again.

"It's okay." Uriel forgave him easily, even kissed Pelosius, and said with a smile on his face: "I thought there would be some changes when you returned to your true body, but you are still my Pelosius! "

The heart-shaped tail was ready to move, rubbing Pelosius' chin, and it seemed that he also wanted to kiss him.

Pelosius subconsciously grabbed the tail and squeezed it skillfully. Only after squeezing did he realize what Uriel said.

It turned out that Uriel knew that he was the God of Light, and his tense mind completely relaxed, and there was a smile in Pelosius's eyes.

Uriel seemed to be aware of it. He looked at Pelosius for a few seconds and asked in disbelief: "You won't be jealous even after you return to your true form, right? You are also the human Pelosius. The first time I saw you You know it! But you are a god, how can you still eat yourself?"

Pelosius:...

Pelosius blocked his lover's mouth with his lips, which was originally unfeeling - lust. The kiss slowly but intensely became intense. It looked like he was trying to eat the little succubus in his arms and tie him tightly to his side.

It wasn't until Uriel woke up that he was so dizzy from kissing that he almost died from suffocation, that he became gentle and affectionate.

Pelosius carefully wiped away the tears on Uriel's face with his fingertips, watching his pale cheeks turn red due to the long kiss, and his golden eyes gradually filled with gentle emotion.

He hugged Uriel, pressed his lips to Uriel's ear, and murmured in a low voice: "Yes, what should I do, Uriel? I like you, so much that I feel jealous."

A low and hoarse voice Entering the ear canal, Uriel's ears were red and bleeding.

Her belly felt hot again, and the sweet fragrance lingering around her became even stronger.

How could Hughes be so good at this!

Uriel's breathing was unsteady, and his tail was twisted into the shape of a heart to express his love. Still feeling that it was not enough, he whispered: "I like you too, no, Hughes, I love you, I love you so much."

Uriel He took Xiu Si's hand, placed it on his hot belly, and said casually: "I haven't touched it even once while you were away. I took good care of those ice roses, and none of them withered. I also have As I work hard to collect faith, the power of faith has become stronger again. Have you noticed that I have also researched many new types of desserts, all of which have flavors you like, and..."

Pelosius could no longer bear it, and in this beautiful sea of ​​sunflowers, he fulfilled the little wish Uriel had made.

Gods are willing to fall into the fanatical love of believers.

...

The already perfected world is gradually getting back on track. Pelosius asked the Book of the World for the brand new godhead. He came in person during a day of worship, using the godhead as his betrothal, and the oracle as a marriage certificate. Under the witness of all believers Next, ask the beloved Holy Son Uriel to be his companion.

That night, the auspicious light of the new god spread across the sky. The sky was a rich and beautiful pink and purple, and even the clouds were dyed with beautiful colors. The breath of love spread throughout the continent, and sweetness filled the hearts of all races at a certain moment. With smiles on their faces, they eagerly look for their lover, the person they like, and express their feelings eagerly.

Divine power declares to all races in the world that the new-born god is in charge of all love in the world. He was once the son of the Temple of Light and a succubus favored by the light. His name is Uriel.

He also has another identity.

Lover of Pelosius.

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