The teenager prayed before the statue for a few hours, and the God of Light gazed at him in the water mirror for a few hours. He shook the glass in his hand, a golden wine slightly spun, emitting a rich and sweet smell. Usually, this smell would attract the God of Light to slowly sip and savor it, but he had no interest in it today.
The loving words flowing from the boy's pink lips were more delicious than any wine. He rested his cheek on his other hand, his eyelids half closed, revealing an unconsciously intoxicated expression.
The boy finally ended his day of prayer. He opened his blue eyes, slowly walked to the statue and slightly frowned, then he lightly kissed the Father's feet. He leaned there for a long time, reluctant to get up, his tear stained eyelashes collected more tears, and he gently trembled, looking pitiful and lovely.
The Light God put down his glass, his pupils deep and focused. He stretched out his fingertips and gently pointed to the spot between the boy's eyebrows, and a pure, solid and shining golden light poured through the glowing mirror and into the boy's body.
Zhou Yun Sheng kissed the Father's feet and was preparing to get up and leave, when he felt a surge of power pouring into his forehead and spreading throughout his limbs, warm and comfortable, almost making him groan.
Is this a gift from the Father? He was very excited. He forgot his intention to leave and continued to kneel, clinging to the Father's ankle, rubbing his white cheek onto the statue, his wet eyes finally letting out two drops of crystal clear tears. They traveled down his cheeks and hung on his chin, he looked so pitiful.
"Father God, have you heard my prayer? Father, do you know how much I love you? Father God, my Father, my life and my soul are all yours, please take them." How could he bare to leave the Father for even a minute?
At this moment, the maid who was guarding the door whispered, "Your eminence, the Elder Bishop asks you to go to the Chamber to discuss the Second Prince's baptism."
Zhou Yun Sheng turned a deaf ear and continued holding the Father's ankle, like a lost little lamb finally returned to its parents' arms, he didn't want to move even a half-step away.
The Light God uncrossed his legs and sat up, his slightly narrowed eyes hid a gentle smile. He tried to endure, but he finally couldn't resist the commotion in his heart and he once again pointed between the boy's eyebrows.
A more pure and vigorous power than before poured in, like a tidal wave, and the boy's soul flew high and gently stopped, then suddenly shook left to right, causing him to be stunned in confusion, unable to control his limbs. He was intoxicated by the Father's benevolent gift. His small mouth twitched, moaning, and his pale face slowly reddened, his languid and extravagant seductive appearance could make even the gods go crazy.
The Light God's fingertip placed on the water mirror suddenly froze, and after a long time, he slowly drew it back. He unconsciously twitched his finger, feeling a lingering burning sensation that was very slowly fading away.
The Light God raised his finger and stared dumbly at it. His light golden eyes slowly turned dark gold as a pure black quietly suppressed the light.
The maid reminded the boy several times with no response, so she finally had to return to the Chamber to report. Afterwards, the Bishop sent the Deputy Bishop to retrieve him, and that was the only reason the teenager was willing to move.
So, when the God of Light finally got rid of the weird tingling in his finger, he looked back, but the hall was missing a slim and lovely figure. The touch of joy in his heart dissipated like a passing wind, and his unusually relaxed eyebrows wrinkled as usual, harshening his facial features.
"Father, a Servant of God has fled the temple, please instruct me." A god wearing a white gown knelt, his face twisted in deep fear.
It's unknown when it started, but the merciful Father had vanished, and he'd turned into an unfathomable deity with unpredictable moods. All the creatures on the continent thought that the gods had abandoned them, but they didn't know that the gods hadn't left at all, they had all fallen under the hands of the God of Light, who used to represent beauty and peace.
He seemed to want to destroy the continent under Ninth Heaven, but at the critical moment, he changed his mind. That careless attitude was as if he'd grown tired of a toy, he would fiddle with it whenever he was bored, but most of the time, he ignored it. Even more bizarrely, although he never tainted himself with otherworldly desires, he began collecting beautiful boys, and he was only interested in white-haired, blue-eyed, or black-haired, dark-eyed teenagers.
However, whenever he gathered them, he just glanced at them then threw them aside, and remained unmoved even while they all vied for his attention. He looked at them with cold and ruthless eyes, like watching an exquisite mobile ornament.
If he didn't still have his godhood, in fact, it had grown more powerful, the god would've suspected that the true Light God had been spirited away by an evil spirit.
The God of Light was not interested in the loss of a decoration. He spoke indifferently, "Let it leave."
With an 'it' and not 'he', showing that the Father didn't place the slightest value on the once quite favored boy. The god lowered his head lower and reminded, "It stole one of your rings."
The God of Light hummed, uninterested. How can an object that could easily be touched by a mere mortal be worthy of a god's personal recovery? That's ridiculous.
The god realized that he was making a fuss, paled, and hurriedly retreated.
A servant fled for the first time after thousands of years, and suddenly, a boy's prayer actually made him lose his sense of balance.
It could be said that the boy had frightened the ruthless god, making him finally notice the mortals' suffering.
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Zhou Yun Sheng came back from the Chamber and poured the drugs the Second Prince had handed to Joshua down the drain. As the God of Light's crazy fanboy, he couldn't do such things like inventing an oracle. His heart still felt guilty for his past love, he couldn't even eat his rice, he just recline by the window and looked despondently at the sunset in the horizon.
He sat still for an hour or two, then his tragic eyes suddenly became clear and translucent. He ran into the bathroom and jumped into the hot springs without even taking off his robe. He buried his face in the water and made a distorted expression.
I cried to a statue! I spent a day sweet talking a statue! I couldn't bear to leave and clung to a statue's ankle, crying like a sucker! Nauseating! I have layers of goose bumps!
He gritted his teeth, rebuking his foolish acts.
I was so stupid!
When he thought back to his actions he wanted to stab his own eyes out.
After grimacing and spitting out a lot of bubbles, he came out from the water, his expression instantly becoming gentle and serene. Whatever, he'd gotten two large shares of light power because of today, so even if he wanted to vomit at the thought of it, he had to keep going.
Thinking of this, he finally calmed down, and after a good bath, he directly climbed into bed without drying his hair.
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Two weeks later, the Second Prince Alger's 18th birthday arrived. After receiving his baptism, he would travel, and for two years he couldn't return to the Imperial Capital, and he had to complete several tasks. This continent was not peaceful, even a noble needed to accumulate enough strength, or else, they could be killed off at any time.
Although light attribute mages were few, mages with other attributes and warriors were plentiful, and among them were many powerful people. But this was a double edged sword. When battling the demons, any person could be infected with their evil seed and lose reason, then begin slaughtering their own compatriots.
The more powerful the person, the easier it was to attract parasitic demons. Demons were very smart, and in order to find the most powerful host, they would transfer to several people and rely on these people to slowly get closer to their true target, waiting for an opportunity.
So, during the traveling period, each team must be equipped with a light priest. When everyone was fighting, the light priest would travel around the battlefield and cast light circles to prevent the demons' escape, and also prevent their teammates from being planted with a demon seed. If their strength was strong enough, they could also use light spells to force out the parasitic demon from the host and kill it.
The Sagya Kingdom had only three light priests, one was the Bishop, one was the Deputy Bishop, and the last was Joshua. The Bishop was old, and Joshua was not yet an adult, so only the Deputy Bishop could accompany the Second Prince in his travels.
The Bishop baptized and blessed the Second Prince, but he immediately left after the ceremony, he didn't even talk to the King.
The Second Prince, who had been full of confidence, was stunned, he made his servant bring Joshua to a secluded corner to talk to him.
"Joshua, have you forgotten what you promised me? If I can't be Sagya Kingdom's ruler, my brother will deport me to the frontier to fight against the demons. Maybe we'll never meet again."
Although Zhou Yun Sheng's brain was short-circuited because of his self-hypnosis, he wouldn't forget how the Second Prince had used Joshua.
He would like to see just how the Second Prince would board Sagya Kingdom's throne without Joshua's help.
But he wouldn't stupidly insult the Second Prince's decorum. The Second Prince's future mistress' background was very tough, on his left was the God of Light, on his right was the Dark God, then he had the Beast King, the Pope and the Elf King, he was one step away from dominating the world. This strong group was hard to openly attack, so he could only outsmart them.
His eyes filled with crystal tears and he covered his heart, his tone tragic, "Alger, how can you bear to make me betray my most beloved Father. Fabricate an oracle, impersonate God, such a sin is enough to have me burnt to ashes in the fires of hell! No, even worse, what if I lost my Father's blessing and became a shameful blasphemer. I would live forever under everyone's contempt and abuse, maybe even stoned to death by the outraged citizens. Is that the future you want for me? Are you eager to push me into that hopeless abyss? Alger, I'm beginning to doubt if you really love me."
The Second Prince was speechless. He didn't understand how in only a few days, Joshua's senses had sobered up. Yes, if he'd really done as he'd suggested, he would've very likely faced those consequences.
The Deputy Bishop had an illegitimate child, his reputation was damaged and he'd lost the possibility of succession. Joshua becoming the next Bishop was set in stone, and the Bishop's right was comparable to the King's. It was too late for the Second Prince to coax him, and he couldn't insult his dignity, so he immediately swore that he would never do such injustice to him, saying that he'd forgotten his senses because of his desire to be with him, and asked him to forgive his faults.
Zhou Yun Sheng silently nodded, looked deeply into the Second Prince's eyes, then walked away. The look was missing the passion from the past, making the Second Prince feel very anxious. He lingered for a while, reluctant to leave.
In the Ninth Heaven above, the Light God had a panoramic view of this scene. As usual, he was reclining on his ornate chaise, surrounded by many beautiful teenagers. Someone poured wine for him, someone sang for him, and some quietly snuggled at his feet with tranquil smiles. They looked at their God with admiring eyes, but they didn't know that while their God seemed to be savoring his wine, his eyes were actually gazing attentively at another person.
Only the god, who stood at the distance, could notice the Father's emotional change. His pale golden eyes had turned a dark golden color, dotted with black spots. If his eyes turned completely black and he lost control, the temple would be destroyed by his huge divine power. This has happened more than once.
The god began to sweat nervously, endlessly cursing the culprit who had angered the Father. His predecessor had died during the Father's last wrathful outburst, and, let alone remains, even that god's soul fragments had vanished.