Chapter 2416 The Love of the Evil God's Faith 20

On the path where the moonlight sways.

A thick dark fog suddenly surged in from all directions.

In an instant, Branwen and his group, as well as all the Knights Templar, were completely engulfed.

There seemed to be countless twisted passages and low whispers in the fog, and my sense of direction was lost in an instant.

The Templars waved their weapons in panic, but it seemed as if they were chopping into empty space.

Branwen tried to dispel the divine power of light, but it was like a spark thrown into the sea, and it had no effect at all.

"Ah! What happened?!"

"Be careful! It's dark magic!"

"Protect the Bishop!"

Confused exclamations echoed in the fog.

Bishop Cyril's aged voice, filled with unprecedented horror, pierced through the fog, "No... that's not right! It's not Samuel, it's... it's the Dark Evil God himself! Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a strong and pure dark demonic aura!"

His words undoubtedly frightened everyone present.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the trail.

The thick dark fog seemed to have life, gently retreating around Samuel.

Jinchen stepped out of the abyss.

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 58! 】

"Father God!"

The murderous intent in Samuel's eyes faded, and he threw himself into Jinchen's cold arms.

Jinchen put one arm around him and waved the other casually.

An even deeper dark power spread over the Archdeacon's body.

The still warm corpse, along with the bloodstains on the ground, seemed to be corroded by strong acid, turning into dark red bloody water with a fishy smell, which quickly seeped into the soil and disappeared.

Jinchen looked down at Samuel, "You've been discovered by Branwen."

Samuel raised his head from his arms and pointed to a separate lounge not far away.

"where to!"

Jinchen understood instantly.

His mind moved slightly, and a black roc with shiny wings condensed out of thin air. Carrying a strong dark aura, it deliberately made a sharp cry and flew away in the opposite direction of the path!

"There's movement over there! Chase!" The knight's shouts and the sound of chaotic footsteps immediately came from the fog.

Jinchen hugged Samuel tightly and appeared in the lounge that Samuel pointed to.

On the ground, the eldest prince, who was knocked unconscious by Samuel, lay there like a dead pig.

Samuel glanced at the garbage on the ground, like a child complaining to his parents, his pure black hair brushing against Jinchen's neck. "Father God, he wants to do something bad to me."

"And used a disgusting forbidden fragrance."

That's okay.

A cold murderous intent flashed across Jinchen's eyes, and he pointed at the eldest prince on the ground.

"Uh..." The unconscious eldest prince's body twitched violently, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His fundamental ability as a man was completely and irreversibly destroyed.

Then he was thrown out in the air again.

After doing this, the lounge looks much cleaner.

Jinchen lifted Samuel's chin, made him look up at him, and kissed the corner of Samuel's eye.

"There's a huge commotion outside. Only the God of Light himself can completely clear your suspicions and silence everyone."

Samuel clung to the Father's broad shoulders, his soft body pressed tightly against him, his long, inky hair scattered messily on Jinchen's neck.

In his dark side, he is bolder and more seductive than when he was holy.

He tilted his head back and panted ambiguously in Jinchen's ear, "Please...come for me."

"As you wish." Jinchen's low voice was filled with a smile.

The next moment, the divine light became brighter and shot straight into the sky, completely dispelling the shadows of the surrounding buildings.

"Oh my God! A miracle!"

“It is the glory of God the Father that has come!”

The people outside who were still struggling in the fog were stunned by the vast divine light.

Everyone stopped what they were doing involuntarily and knelt down in excitement and awe towards the brightly lit lounge.

"Father God!" "Thank you for your grace!"

Shouts came and went.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light slowly converged, and Jinchen's figure appeared for a moment in the depths of the light.

It's enough to make the night boil.

Jinchen lowered his head and placed a kiss on the corner of Samuel's lips, which was filled with divine radiance. "Do you know what to do?"

Samuel's cheeks flushed, and he kissed Jinchen's fingertips reluctantly and nodded vigorously.

Jinchen's figure completely disappeared as the last bit of golden light dissipated.

Samuel took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

The blood color faded from his eyes, and he straightened his slightly disheveled robe, his face still flushed.

He walked slowly out of the lounge in such a captivating manner. The aura he exuded after being bathed in divine light was so holy that people dared not look directly at him.

Samuel glanced coldly at the eldest prince who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, then looked at the king who was rushing over. His voice was cold and clear, like an icy spring flowing.

"The First Prince violated his divine duties by using forbidden drugs and committed adultery against me. It was the Father God who descended and personally brought down divine punishment upon him, punishing his evil deeds."

Everyone: ! ! !

How dare the eldest prince be so bold!

The soldiers received the king's order and turned the eldest prince over, who was lying face down on the ground.

Suddenly, golden flames ignited on the eldest prince's body, burning all of his carefully groomed golden hair, leaving only his charred and ugly scalp.

"Ah!" The ladies around screamed in horror.

The soldier quickly retreated, not daring to touch again, fearing that the Father God's divine punishment would befall him. Even the hand that had just touched the eldest prince felt uncomfortable.

Samuel's eyes remained calm as he continued, "Father God said... next time, it won't just be the Crown Prince."

thump.

The king's legs went limp and he fell to his knees, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Divine punishment! This is the true divine punishment!

Branwen stood at the back of the crowd, staring at Samuel with eyes full of disbelief.

How can it be!

Where's that dark magic? Why does Samuel only have the aura of light and... the signs of being favored by the gods?!

Bishop Cyril stepped forward and said, "My child, Samuel, besides punishing the Crown Prince, did Father God leave any revelations regarding the dark evil god's intrusion and murder of the Archdeacon?"

Samuel lowered his eyes slightly and was silent for a moment.

"Father God said... the clergy here are crooked and even more despicable than the Dark God."

The Dark God is also the Father God, which is why Samuel doesn't want to hear anyone slandering the Father God.

As soon as these words were spoken, the person who wanted to kneel down changed from the king to the bishop of this country, who could not believe what he heard.

Father God is very disappointed with them...

They kowtowed heavily on their foreheads, filled with fear.

Branwen, however, refused to give in and suddenly rushed forward from the crowd, "Where are the dark forces? Where is the dark evil god that broke in? Are you just going to leave them like this?!"

He pointed at Samuel and said, "I clearly see it's you, Samuel!"

"A pitch-black crow feather fell from your window, entwined with a dark aura! How dare you say it had nothing to do with you?"

"If you're brave enough, go test it with the Holy City's sacred water! If there's even a trace of dark magic in your body, it will be corroded by the sacred water and nothing will remain! Do you dare?! Samuel!"

Samuel turned his head slightly to avoid Branwen's spit.

"Branwen," he whispered the other's name softly, with pity, "Are you questioning the Father's judgment, and the believers He protects?"

He glanced at Branwen's angry face and said, "Why should I endure the test of the holy water just because of your... imagination and jealousy?"

"You!" Branwen was choked with a breath stuck in his chest, his face flushed red, but he couldn't refute a word.

"enough!"

Bishop Cyril stopped Branwen and said, "Branwen, put aside your groundless suspicions! The grace and will of God the Father are not for you to question."

"Samuel is the beloved chosen by the Father God himself. Let's stop here. No one is allowed to talk about the one favored by God anymore."

Branwen's body staggered, and he almost fainted with anger.

He must kill Samuel!!

Branwen thought angrily that Samuel was not worthy of being God's chosen one, and that he could only be the future bishop!