diskusbooks Chapter 227: Transformed into a Hypocritical High Priest Who Covets the Godhead of Light (11)
Chapter 227: Transformed into a Hypocritical High Priest Who Covets the Godhead of Light (11)
Danger!Danger!Danger!
Alarm bells rang in Qi Heng's mind!
What was the Dark Elf going to do? Kill him?
How to escape? No, the enemy is too strong. I have to find a way to make peace with him.
The dark elf has dark skin but an extremely charming appearance. The tail of his eyebrow is raised like a scorpion tail dipped in poison. At this moment, his long, shiny silver hair is loose without a hood, and he has delicate dark green earrings in the shape of raindrops on his ears, which complement his dark green eyes, making them look simple and profound.
The waistline in the palm of his hand felt wonderful. Mo'er's eyes flashed and he increased his strength without any mercy and pinched it hard.
This pinch, which did not contain any dark energy, was like an early revenge with gnashing teeth but without knowing how to start.
Seeing Qi Heng's pitiful appearance of being so pale in pain and unable to utter a sound, Moer relaxed his strength with satisfaction.
The hand attached to the waist did not retract, and the knuckles rubbed slowly upwards, as if treating a collection that made him extremely satisfied.
Besides killing him, there are many other ways to torture him...
"How about I tear apart your flesh and bones and turn you into a puppet with only consciousness left?"
Feeling the guy behind him ready to make a move, Qi Heng's heart skipped a beat and he immediately showed fear
"No! I'm telling you! The Light Body ran away, and ran away to a tailor shop!
Later, I saw him again at the Tianyuan Auction. He was in the top-floor box, with a dozen great magicians around him. I knew my own strength and didn’t dare to approach him…
If you want to find him, you can ask around in Victoria. He has white hair and blue eyes, so it should be easy to find him!"
The force on his waist tightened, and he felt as if his bones were about to be broken. Qi Heng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible.
"I have made it very clear. What else are you dissatisfied with? Please tell me, okay?"
The way the man gritted his teeth and held on made Mel's knuckles tremble with excitement, and it felt like a wild beast inside him was about to break free from its shackles.
How could he have desire for someone other than the opposite sex of the elves?
The softening tone would only make Moore more sadistic!
"You don't know the true identity of that luminous being? Stop beating around the bush and just tell me."
"Let me tell you... can you spare my life?" Qi Heng looked fearful but cowardly as if he had to surrender.
The plot has described that the proud dark elves disdain to kill cowardly trash.
The original owner had used this trick to escape a disaster, but I don’t know if it would still work if he used it a second time against the same elf.
The thick dark energy engulfed Qi Heng's entire body, and the blockage in his mouth dissipated, allowing Qi Heng to answer the dark elf's questions.
The mouth is the only part of the body that can move; the rest of the body is trapped and cannot move.
The hand on the waist was not honest, and it tore Qi Heng's shirt in just a short while, revealing the strong and not-thin waist and abdomen inside. At this moment, layers of sweat were overflowing, and the touch felt sticky, and the skin rose and fell with his breathing.
As if possessed by a ghost, Mel slid across the waist and abdomen, just like when he touched the elf. The skin under his palm trembled even more violently than the elf.
Really sensitive, Mo Er thought absentmindedly, answering Qi Heng carelessly.
"Impossible. You must become my puppet today. I will keep your soul and torture you until you would rather die than live."
Looking up, he saw Qi Heng's face was so pale that it could touch the wall. Mo Dun paused and added:
“Unless you tell me something that moves my heart, there is no turning back.
You are the high priest, so you must have many sources of information, right?
Or betray the Church of Light and come to the Dark Temple to be my dog, crawling at my feet..."
"I'm going to tell you a piece of news, a piece of great news that the Dark Cult believers definitely don't know, and it also includes the identity of the Light Body.
You must swear that if my information is secret enough, you will not harm me and will let me live."
Mo Er had a cold face, and subconsciously wanted to say, "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate? Either speak or die."
But when the words came to his lips, he took a sudden turn.
"Sure. First tell me who the Light Body is and where it is."
"The Light Body is the young master of the Duke's Mansion, Liming."
Mel put away some of his dark magic, allowing Qi Heng to catch his breath.
Before coming to the Temple of Light, he had roughly investigated Victoria and found that there was indeed a young master of the Duke's Mansion with white hair and blue eyes. Having never seen him in person, Mel almost subconsciously distinguished the young master of the Duke's Mansion from the ragged white-haired boy.
But now, Qi Heng told him that they were the same person? That would be very tricky...
Thinking of the decree from the Dark God, Mel rubbed his temples with a headache.
The decree specifically requested that a human with both eyes of the blue sky and snow-colored curly hair be sacrificed.
Now even the young master of the Duke's Mansion must be captured!
Dawn is the human form of the Dark God, and becoming a sacrifice will only accelerate his awakening...
To be honest, Qi Heng didn't want the Dark God to awaken first, but his life was at stake so he had to surrender.
Only after the dark elves established their restraints did Qi Heng reveal explosive news that could subvert all the Dark God's believers.
"The Dark God is not asleep, but he was reincarnated as a human being a long time ago, which is the so-called human body. He has been reincarnated for generations, waiting for the right time to awaken and return to the throne of God.
Your attempts to awaken the Dark Lord are in vain, for he is not asleep at all."
It’s indeed secretive enough!
Mo'er was shocked. Qi Heng's words were like a heavy hammer. The subtle abnormalities that appeared when activating the sacrificial array in the past were infinitely magnified at this moment.
If there is no deep sleep, then it makes sense...
Qi Heng captured the momentary weakness, and the burst of light energy instantly dispersed the dark magic that had become weak due to Mel's laxity.
"you!"
"Please keep your word and let me go."
Without even looking back, Qi Heng rushed out of the window sill and jumped down!
It was four stories high, and if he fell down he would definitely get hurt, but Qi Heng didn't care about that anymore.
Compared to death, injuries are completely acceptable.
"Hey you!!!!" Moer wanted to grab the corner of Qi Heng's clothes to stop him, but his hand suddenly tightened and he only caught air.
The man fell to the ground and rolled, then ran into the woods without looking back.
Mo Er's hand dropped, he stroked his head silently and smiled, "Heng, your information is indeed a core secret, a big core secret, I will keep my word and will not violate the restrictions."
The strong dark magic enveloped Merle, and he turned into black smoke and dissipated in the room.
"But, Heng, we will meet again..."