Chapter 2407 The Love of the Evil God's Faith 11

Samuel had no idea how he left the prayer room.

As dusk fell, the spires of the Vatican cast long shadows against the deep purple sky.

He walked back to his little garden in a daze and sat down again on the cold stone steps of the fountain.

The sound of the fountain is particularly clear in the quiet night.

He stared blankly at his reflection in the pool.

Blonde hair, white eyes, holy face... Beneath this skin that is favored by the Father God, there is unspeakable darkness and chaos.

The reflection swayed gently with the waves, as if it would shatter at any time.

"Not the same one..." Samuel muttered.

Could it really be that the dark magic in his body was causing trouble? Was it the magic's desire for the origin of darkness that distorted his perception?

The familiar divine power descended behind him again.

Jinchen's figure stood just a few steps away, bathed in the hazy twilight.

He was still that handsome, heart-pounding face, with a divine glow.

However, this time, Samuel did not rush over with complete dependence and joy as usual.

His heart was filled with struggle, pain and almost broken sadness.

Samuel bit his lower lip subconsciously, and even... took a step back.

Jinchen was startled, frowned slightly, and took a step forward.

"What's wrong with you, Samuel?"

Samuel watched as Father God approached, that presence still made him long deep in his soul, longing to be held, to be caressed, to be kissed.

The desire was so strong that it almost tore him apart.

"Father God..." His voice was choked with self-loathing, "I... I am not worthy..."

He felt like a defiled vessel. The darkness surging in his body and the complex emotions mixed with love and desire he felt towards God the Father at this moment were both great blasphemy.

Jinchen looked at his pitiful appearance as if he was abandoned by the whole world, feeling helpless and distressed.

He slowed down his voice, yet it was gentle, almost commanding.

"come over."

The voice seemed to have magic.

All of Samuel's resistance was in vain.

When he finally walked in front of Jinchen, before he could stand firmly, he was pulled into a familiar embrace.

Jinchen held him and sat on the stone steps of the fountain, holding Samuel in his arms and letting him sit sideways on his lap.

The moment he was embraced, Samuel's suppressed emotions completely collapsed.

He could no longer restrain himself and buried his face deeply in Jinchen's warm neck, his body shaking uncontrollably.

“Father God…”

Jinchen hugged the trembling body of the man in his arms, rested his chin on the top of his head, and slowly combed his soft golden hair.

"Samuel..."

Jinchen's voice rang in Samuel's ears, "Have you forgotten? I said..."

He paused, gently wiped away the cold tears on Samuel's cheek with his fingertips, and forced him to raise his fragile face and look directly into his eyes.

Jinchen stared at him, and deep in his pure golden pupils, a dark red as rich as blood quietly emerged.

Under Samuel's incredulous gaze, Chan Jin returned to his divinity.

"I told you I could be anything."

"Don't you believe it, my Samuel?"

Samuel's defenses instantly collapsed under such a loving gaze.

God the Father and the Dark Evil God are one.

This shocking truth did not scare Samuel.

Samuel completely ignored the bishop's warning that "the dark evil god is good at lies and deception."

He curled up meekly in Jinchen's arms, another emotion quietly rising in his heart.

Samuel raised his head, then realized something a little uneasy, and looked at Jinchen.

"Father God...I...I killed Baron Henry."

He began to repent for the murder.

But after confessing, he said, "Henry is not worthy of believing in you."

Jinchen's fingertips brushed across the slightly red eyes, "I know."

Now, would you like to tell me about yourself, Samuel?"

"Myself?" Samuel was a little confused.

"Tell me about your past." Jin Chen coaxed and guided, "Tell me where this symbiotic magic of light and darkness came from?"

Samuel shuddered slightly.

He knew very well that in front of the omnipotent God, any cover-up was futile.

But the Father is still willing to listen.

Samuel lowered his thick eyelashes and buried his cheek deeper into the warmth of Jinchen's neck.

After a while, he began to recall intermittently.

"I was born in Edge City."

The memories at this moment seem to be filled with the dust of the past.

"I'm not an orc, but it's the same everywhere..."

Samuel tells the story of the gloomy background of Edge City and the lives that struggle like ants under the oppression of the powerful.

It tells the story of a person who, ever since he can remember, has been afraid to expose his appearance, because good-looking children would be bullied or even lose their lives.

Telling how he lost his loved ones one by one.

It was not until the rare divine power of light was detected that he had a chance to escape from hell and get closer to his target of revenge.

“So, I followed the bishop here.”

Samuel raised his wet eyelashes, his eyes filled with tears of pain and struggle, "The people of Edge City believed in you at first, but... it was no use."

"I didn't want to," he choked, tears rolling down his cheeks, "but the first time I saw your statue in the temple, I... couldn't control myself."

Samuel burst into tears, "I love you so... so much..."

At this point, he seemed to have used up all his courage, raised his tearful eyes and looked at Jinchen, "Father God... You are so great and omnipotent. Why... Why can't you... look at those deaths... look at those sins?"

He denounced the suffering of this land abandoned by light and the bias of the gods.

Jinchen: "..."

I cursed Zephyros a thousand times in my heart again.

He held Samuel's tear-soaked face and kissed away the moisture from his eyes, "I will."

"I promise you, Samuel. From now on."

The tears were kissed away, but Samuel's heart swelled at the promise.

With red eyes, he asked eagerly, "Father God, can I...take revenge?"

Samuel observed Jinchen's expression and added eagerly, as if he was making a vow before a god.

"I know... my hands are stained with blood, but I promise you that I will never harm innocent people. Okay, I... I beg you..."

"Now, now, Samuel, don't get excited."

Jinchen said, "I allow you to do whatever you want."

Samuel smiled with joy and kissed his god lovingly.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -2, totaling 73! 】

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 53! 】

This overly happy favor ignited the hidden desire in his heart.

He thought about how he didn't see the Father God's appearance when he was in the hot spring before. Perhaps he had an obsession in his heart, so he wanted to prove it again and again.

Under Jinchen's indulgent gaze, Samuel raised his head, with mist in his eyes, and took the initiative to raise his face and kissed her passionately.

Jinchen stroked the back of Samuel's neck and deepened the kiss.

Samuel was kissed so hard that his whole body went limp, and under Jinchen's guidance, he involuntarily fell back.

"Well……"

His back touched the cold edge of the fountain wall, causing Samuel to groan softly.

The long golden hair flowed like a stream, spreading on the cold stone steps and in the pool water.

The pure white robe was torn slightly during the struggle, revealing a rose-like kiss mark on the neck.

The favor from God is the most taboo and the most indulgent.

The passion was surging, and even the mist from the fountain couldn't cool my heated skin.

The golden divine light flowed out uncontrollably.