Chapter 2404 The Love of the Evil God's Faith 08

Zephyros looked blankly at Samuel in the mirror. The peerless beauty made him dazed for a moment, and then he became even more confused.

"I didn't feel his prayer of faith."

As the God of Light, it was natural for him to receive the power of faith from the believers on the continent, but at that moment just now, he did not feel the call from the beautiful blond boy.

Jinchen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he understood.

Oh, yes, Samuel ate his petals, and the one who believed was himself, so Zephyrus naturally couldn't feel it.

Zephyros seemed to have suddenly sensed something and reminded Jinchen, "This beautiful young man is my believer. I can ask him to come to the temple to serve me at any time."

Jinchen: "..."

【Kill the devil and destroy his heart.】Zero sighed.

His blood-red eyes narrowed dangerously, glaring at Zephyros on the throne, "Do I need you to remind me?"

The terrifying aura was like a real black tide, rushing towards the throne.

Zephyros's face changed slightly, and the Throne of Light beneath him shone brightly, trying to resist.

But soon, his heart sank suddenly.

Jinchen's divine power was much more powerful than he had expected. How was this possible?

He is the God of Light, with the faith and prayers of hundreds of millions of believers on the continent. As a forgotten dark evil god, Jinchen's source of power should have been exhausted long ago.

Jinchen was also examining Zephyros, as if he was looking into a distorted mirror.

I wondered in my heart whether I should kill the god now.

But when this idea came to mind, there was a thought in his heart that tried to stop it. It was hard to explain, but Jinchen always trusted his intuition.

Jinchen didn't do anything after all. He tilted his head and warned, "Listen, don't do anything to Samuel. Nothing."

"Also, take care of your church and this chaotic continent."

He raised his hand, pointed his fingertips at Zephyros's forehead, and spoke each word clearly.

"Otherwise, I will be the God of Light and you will step down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jinchen's figure disappeared in an instant like a shattered shadow.

Zephyros sat stiffly on the throne, not moving for a long time.

The young divine servants were still hiding in the back, trembling.

His golden pupils contracted violently, and his gaze involuntarily turned to the mirror again.

In the mirror, Samuel was bathing in the brilliant divine light, which was... the divine power of light bestowed by Jinchen.

A sense of crisis spread in Zephyros' heart. He slowly raised his hand to touch his heart, his eyes slightly narrowed.

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After Samuel and Branwen gave their blessing, they prayed for the believers on the lawn.

Samuel raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the guests who were talking seemingly casually. Finally, his sight was fixed on a burly nobleman with a thick beard.

Baron Henry was holding a carved crystal glass and chatting loudly with his companions, his fat cheeks were greasy due to the alcohol.

He seemed to sense the gazes cast at him from above, and looked up flattered, meeting the holy gaze of Priest Samuel. He immediately forced out a fawning smile and bowed awkwardly.

Samuel's lips curved into a perfect arc and he nodded slightly in response.

Just then, a sudden commotion broke the harmony of the courtyard.

A ragged, skinny young man staggered in, ignoring the servants' attempts to stop him.

His face was covered in dirt, his eyes burning with the flames of despair, and he rushed straight in the direction of Baron Henry.

"Henry! You devil!" He was still a young boy, but at this moment he accused Henry, his hoarse voice filled with tears and blood, "My sister was so young, and you...humiliated her... You didn't even leave a corpse!"

The boy threw himself at Henry's feet, trying to grab the luxurious trouser legs, struggling for revenge.

The nobles' faces showed expressions of indifference, disgust, or indifference.

They are not uncommon, but today the Priest of Light is still here, and even Henry doesn’t know what to do.

The smile on Baron Henry's face froze, his fat trembled, and he looked a little embarrassed and angry.

He subconsciously looked at the two priests who had just displayed their divine power, his eyes asking for help.

Branwen was already feeling depressed, and when he heard Henry say that this young man came from the exiled Edge City and was the child of a human and an orc, disgust immediately flashed across his eyes.

He put on a priestly attitude and said, "Lost lamb, God the Father is above, His mercy will forgive your ignorance and offense. This is a celebration for His Royal Highness the Prince, not the place for you. Withdraw."

The boy looked up in despair, the last light in his eyes almost extinguished.

"and many more."

A cold and calm voice sounded.

Samuel stood up and looked at the boy kneeling in the middle of the courtyard.

Those desperate eyes made Samuel seem to see himself struggling in the mud, with no one paying attention to him.

His slender fingers quietly closed together within the wide sleeves of his holy robe.

Samuel asked, "Have you ever committed any sin?"

The young man was shocked, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He choked and banged his forehead heavily on the cold stone bricks.

"No! Master Priest! Our family has been clean for generations and has never done anything evil. It's just... it's just because grandma is a half-orc. But we did nothing wrong... We just want justice."

Samuel turned his gaze to Prince Lyon.

The prince was now immersed in the ecstasy of God's selection of the crown prince. Seeing Samuel, the one favored by God, personally asking about it, he immediately said, "Father God is my witness that those who have been wronged should know the truth. Take this young man away and investigate it personally."

He waved his hand, and two guards in shining armor immediately stepped forward and carefully helped up the almost exhausted boy.

Baron Henry's face turned pale in an instant, and his lips twitched a few times. Ultimately, he did not dare to lose his temper in front of the prince and the God's favored ones. He could only glare at the boy's back fiercely.

Branwen walked quickly to Samuel's side, and said in a low voice with confusion and accusation, "Samuel, they are from Edge City, and they even have the blood of lowly orcs flowing in their veins."

"They don't even believe in God the Father, why would you..."

He couldn't understand why Samuel would stick up for a pariah, especially after he had just stolen his limelight.

Samuel slowly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes, "He did nothing wrong, he was wronged, he didn't deserve to die."

After hearing this, the bishop nodded secretly. Although he did not interfere in the choice of his two adopted sons, he had already made a judgment in his heart.

Soon, the maid stepped forward respectfully and said, "My two great priests, please follow me to a more secluded lounge to rest."

Samuel nodded and walked towards a secluded corridor outside the lounge.

At the end of the corridor, there is a semicircular viewing window with an excellent view, allowing you to take in the lawn and part of the courtyard downstairs.

Of course, people on the lawn could see him too.

Samuel chose this place and sat quietly on the windowsill.

What’s even more coincidental is that there is a silver-framed mirror inlaid opposite the windowsill.

In the mirror, his silhouette was clearly reflected.

Samuel tilted his head slightly and stared quietly at Henry as he walked towards the lounge.

He raised his hand and made a blessing gesture towards Henry's back.

At the same time, a hint of blood appeared in the depths of the pure white eyes in the mirror.

The scene in the mirror rippled strangely.

In the mirror, two Samuels appeared at the same time.

One, a holy and flawless golden-haired priest, sat on the windowsill.

The other one is Hei Yuan, who has black hair as dark as night and eerie blood-red eyes.

Heiyuan, the phantom of the distraction, opened his eyes and looked at Samuel outside the mirror. He then transformed into a crow with shiny wings, silently blending into the bright sunlight outside the window, and flew towards Baron Henry's lounge.

On the windowsill, Samuel's eyes instantly lost focus, becoming empty and quiet, like the most exquisite glass doll, motionless.

His consciousness was completely attached to the distraction.

Jinchen, who was hiding in the shadow of the corridor and was about to show up, witnessed the incredible process of the soul leaving the body and turning into a crow and flying away, and raised his eyebrows curiously.

Jinchen chose to follow the clone to see what Samuel was going to do.