The power of the gods fell, and Yun Chu felt the oppression of the darkness from the light.

Even if it is just a god statue, it already has an unparalleled power of light.

Yun Chu frowned.

Skin, as delicate as snow, turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She bit her lip and met God's gaze.

Through the statue, she seemed to look at the gods.

The deity on high looked indifferently and contemptuously at the dark factor that broke into the temple.

Yunchu: ......

It's just a god in a small plane.

She was not trapped by that divine might, and in just a moment, she walked out of the suppression of light.

The girl jumped lightly and landed in front of the high platform.

She looked down at the idol below, and in the blink of an eye, she had turned the tide not so long ago.

She stared at the idol, the corners of her lips twitching.

This hapless damn god supremacies the world.

The pure white idol was bathed in a faint golden divine light, as if it felt the contempt and disdain of the blasphemer.

Yun Chu could feel the power of light from the idol.

This power was pervasive, seeping into her bones and blood, wrestling with the dark power within her, and entangled.

However, after all, it was just a statue, and the darkness gradually prevailed.

The light only floated on the surface, and it seemed to be helpless.

Yun Chu looked at the idol.

Her gaze seemed to pierce it, and after a long time, she stretched out her hand.

The fair-skinned and delicate fingertips touched the head of the idol.

Perhaps feeling the darkness approaching, or feeling the disrespect and neglect of the comer, the idol slowly bloomed with golden holy light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, piercing her fingertips with an irresistible divine power.

Yun Chu frowned.

The fingertips bounced back, and the place where it touched the statue was as if it had been pierced by a scorched silver needle, and the pain spread along the nerves of the fingertips throughout the limbs.

Her lips were pale.

Dark red blood ticked from his fingertips and landed on the idol.

The blood containing the dark power was slowly absorbed by the idol in a place that Yun Chu had not noticed.

Long.

The idol was restored to its original holy color.

The divine light disappeared, and the idol seemed to turn into an ordinary and cold plaster cast in an instant.

Yun Chu blinked.

Where she was burned by the divine light, the dark power in her body was being repaired little by little.

This idol ......

It's also hot.

After hesitating, Yun Chu's face tightened, and his palm covered the idol.

Safe.

It was as if the idol had suddenly lost its powers.

She was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, she still took the idol with her.

What if this thing regains its powers?

Yun Chu can't come in vain.

With the idol in hand, Yun Chu disguised himself as a devout believer and left the temple.

There was a silver crescent moon hanging in the sky.

Yun Chu glanced back at the temple prostrate in the darkness.

The idol in his sleeve pocket was slightly dull.

She could already imagine the next day, when everyone found out that the statue had been stolen.

Signing the contract peacefully, it doesn't hurt for her to engage in a little trick behind her back.

*

The Rose Manor is quiet in the moonlight.

The lord returns with a sweet scent of roses.

She was returned to the throne.

The pious people of the blood clan put their right hand on their left shoulder and performed with respect.

"Master Negwe."

The pale man in black bowed his head.

The girl on the throne lowered her eyes slightly, and in the palm of her hand stood a pure white statue.

Cassiu vaguely felt a faint glimmer of light power.

The lord played nonchalantly for a moment, his blood-red eyes looking down at the idol.

"Pick a time tomorrow to invite the temple to sign an agreement in the name of the blood clan."

Kasiu looked at the lord.

"Yes, sir."

His gaze also fell on the idol.

"My lord, that's ...... Idol? ”