Although the temple the elves and beastmen clans had built was not as beautiful and colorful as the human temples, it was more solemn. The place where the statue of the Father was originally erected was replaced by a large chaise lounge, and the God of Light was currently sitting on it, his arms stretched out to hug the boy walking slowly towards him.
He missed him so much, so much that he wanted to attach himself to him, so he could feel everything he felt.
"Baby, what's wrong? You don't recognize me?" Seeing the boy standing in place for so long, his heart became restless.
Brainless Sheng finally won the struggle. He used countless chains to confine Rational Sheng in the subconscious, then rushed forward like a bird returning to its nest, flapping into the Father's embrace. He bumped against him and looked up into his face.
The Light God's restless mood instantly dissipated, he hugged him tightly, letting out a pleasant and satisfied sigh.
"Father, why are you here? I missed you so much, my heart was dying from missing you!" Zhou Yun Sheng wrapped his arms around the Father's waist, letting out his grievance in drops of tears. He really hadn't wanted to go out and travel, he just wanted to live quietly in the temple and stay by the Father's side.
The Light God was both happy and distressed, happy that the boy always gave him his unreserved love, distressed that he was always so quick to tears. He kissed his tears clean, then lifted his jaw, eager to kiss his pink and sweet lips.
The many days of unfulfilled desire swallowed the two people. They were entangled on the wide chaise, groaning and moaning. The boy was turned upside down on the armrest, his back arched, his buttocks lifted, his cheeks glowing red and his eyes tearing up as he begged "Father move slower, I can't take it anymore. Father, I want to look at your face."
He tried to turn his head, but the man's palm held his jaw fixed, and he panted an order, "Close your eyes baby, I'll tell you when to look." He pumped fiercely, his expression mixed with pleasure and anxiousness. If the boy looked back, he would find that the man's golden hair had turned pure black, and his eyes were filled with endless darkness. His compassionate temperament had been replaced by violence and cruelty.
The passion was wild, and the combination of spirit and flesh left the two in a daze for a long time.
The man's hair and pupil color gradually returned to normal, he wrapped the limp boy with his holy robe and hugged him in his arms, close to his heart. He sometimes lifted a lock of platinum hair to kiss, and sometimes kissed the boy's wet eyes, his expression was extremely gentle.
Zhou Yun Sheng buried his face in his chest and muffled out, "Father, do you know that even the elf clan, the ones with the purest souls, have demons among them."
"Any kind of race can be corrupted by the demon fog, no one's mind is absolutely clean." The Light God whispered as he pecked the boy's swollen lips.
"As long as the heart is toward the light, it will be able to withstand the darkness." Brainless Sheng inherited the original Joshua's longing and devotion to the light. He could say without a guilty conscience that his mind and heart was absolutely clean. Of course, that's only if he was separated from Rational Sheng.
"Joshua, you need to know, wherever there's light, there's a natural darkness where the light doesn't shine. Light and darkness seem like two extremes, but in fact, they are indivisible. You can't pursue absolute light, because that's something that doesn't exist. Even if it's you and me, we can be corrupted by darkness anytime."
"That's impossible!" Brainless Sheng shouted a retort, "You are the God of Light, you will never be corrupted by darkness. And if it's me, I'd rather die."
The Light God stiffened for a moment before asking, "Would you rather die than be contaminated by darkness? But Joshua my love, what if you've been stuck in the darkness for so long, you can't remove yourself?"
"But I'm now in the embrace of the God of Light, right? Father, don't say more, I don't like this topic." Brainless Sheng was unable to accept any imperfections, his thoughts were always innocent.
The Light God covered his eyes with his palm and kissed his forehead, his pupils radiating a cold black light. His baby was so disgusted by darkness, he really didn't know what to do.
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At the same time, the elves and the beastmen were trembling from the heavy pressure in the air. Even the beastmen, who had no magic properties, and the elf warriors found it difficult to breathe, and the higher the level of the warrior, the more profound the feeling. Their hands and feet were weak, their hearts were racing, and they knelt in the direction of the temple in worship.
The Elf King and Beast King fell to the ground, thick cold sweat emerging from their foreheads. For the first time, they felt the power of the Father, who, by momentum alone, was able to shake the whole continent, it seemed that he could destroy it with only his fingertip.
"Is it Father? Is it?"
"Such power, it must be."
"Father is in the temple, great lord, he came to our land."
"But Boel Britte and that devil are here!"
"Please forgive us Father, please don't reject the elves and beastmen!"
The two kings felt very ill when they heard the cries of their people. They were the ones who brought calamity on their people, but the merciful Father could give them a chance to mend things.
The pressure lasted for only a quarter of an hour, but the light circle around the temple didn't open. The kneeling elves and beastmen stood up, hugging each other to find comfort.
Seeing Bowen walk over with a staff, the Elf King whispered, "Is the Father in our temple?"
"Yes." Bowen thought for a moment, then said, "Joshua seems to be in a relationship with the Father, they seem to be lovers." If it was the past, he would never imagine that the High Father would love a mortal like that. But now, after hearing their dialogue, he could only come to this seemingly absurd conclusion.
The Father's gentle tone contained such strong love, even a bystander like himself could clearly feel it. Someone who the Father fell in love with, how could they be a despicable villain? There was no doubt that Boel Britte was telling them lies, even his origin, he was starting to think, might not be as noble as he'd told them.
The Elf King and Beast King's expressions turned ugly.
They were silent for a moment, then the Elf King took off his crown and slowly opened, "In order to turn away a disaster on our people, I'll explain to the Father. I want him to only punish me, not my family."
The Beast King whispered, "I'm with you."
They walked toward the temple, but suddenly, there was a flash of golden light above them, and a figure tumbled out of the golden light and fell heavily to the ground. It groaned twice, then slowly climbed up and looked around.
It was a tall, delicate faced boy. He had white hair and blue eyes, his slender body wrapped in white robes. At first glance, he looked very similar to Priest Joshua, but he didn't have the holy and peaceful temperament of Priest Joshua.
He looked at the face of the Elf King and Beast King, blinked and asked, "Excuse me, where's this?"
"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on my land?" The Elf King pointed his scepter at him, on his guard.
"Are you elves?" He saw the Elf King and Bowen's pointed ears and revealed an expression of surprise. But after all, he'd lived on the continent before, he remembered how xenophobic the elves were so he quickly explained, "Please don't hurt me, I come from the spirit world."
"You are an oracle?" Bowen immediately stepped forward, looking intently at him. Although the boy was very beautiful, his dress was very simple, and he also didn't emit a light presence. He was a defenseless, ordinary man.
"What? No, I'm not an oracle!" The boy remembered the reason for his exile, then explained with trepidation, "I was originally a mortal from the continent, I was brought to the Father's house hundreds of years ago. But there was a defector in the Temple of God, he stole one of the glorious Father's light stone rings and came to the mainland, claiming to come in the name of the Father."
"Because his behavior seriously angered the Father, the Father rejected all of us and stripped the light from our bodies, banishing us to the mainland. I'm just an ordinary person now. I want to return to my former home in the Moro Kingdom, please elders, can you help me."
The boy noticed that the Elf King was holding a crown in one hand and guessed that he had an extraordinary identity. He knelt down and reached out a hand, letting them see his weak physique. He had no magic or vindictiveness, even the elves and beastmen wouldn't hurt a helpless cub.
The Elf King, Beast King, and Bowen stood in place like three statues. They remembered what Boel had said when he first came to their lands: "I'm the messenger the Father sent to the mortal world to travel his beloved continent and spread the light."
"The Father was very fond of me. He often summoned me to sing for him. He often praised my singing voice, saying I sounded more beautiful than the elves. But after hearing your song today, I know that the Father was just comforting me, I'm not matchless like you …"
"Oh, I really want to stay with you forever, but the Father will come pick me up one day. I can't imagine how bittersweet my heart will feel on that day..."