Chapter 2415: Love of the Evil God's Faith 20

On the small path where the moonlight swayed.

A dense dark mist suddenly surged from all directions.

It instantly engulfed Bulanwen's group and all the Holy Temple Knights.

Within the mist, countless twisted passages and low murmurs seemed to appear, and their sense of direction vanished instantly.

The Holy Temple Knights brandished their weapons in panic, but their blows struck only empty air.

Bulanwen's holy light power attempted to disperse it, but it was like a spark cast into the sea—utterly ineffective.

Ah! What's going on?!

Watch out! It's dark magic!

Protect the Bishop!

Panicked cries echoed through the mist.

Bishop Xi Er's aged voice, filled with unprecedented shock, pierced the mist: "No… no! It's not Samuel… it's… it's the Dark Evil God descending! Otherwise there wouldn't be such a thick, pure dark magical aura!"

His words left everyone present deeply shocked.

Meanwhile, at the center of the path,

The thick dark mist, as if alive, gently retreated from around Samuel.

Jin Chen stepped forth from the abyss.

【Villain Blackening Value detected –10, total now 58!】

Father!

The killing intent in Samuel's eyes faded as he flung himself into Jin Chen's icy embrace.

Jin Chen held him with one hand and casually waved the other.

An even deeper dark power spread over the Vice Bishop's corpse.

The still-warm corpse, along with the bloodstains on the ground, turned into foul‑smelling dark‑red blood water—as if eaten by strong acid—quickly seeping into the soil and disappearing.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze to Samuel: "You were discovered by Bulanwen."

Samuel lifted his head from the embrace, pointing to a nearby independent resting chamber.

Go there!

Jin Chen instantly understood.

His thought stirred, and a black, glossy‑winged great peng bird coalesced from nowhere, exuding a thick dark aura; it let out a sharp cry and shot off in the direction opposite the path.

"There's movement! Chase!" came the knights' shouts and chaotic footsteps from the mist.

Jin Chen held Samuel tight and appeared in the resting chamber Samuel had pointed to.

On the ground, the crown prince knocked out by Samuel lay there like a dead pig.

Samuel glanced at the trash on the ground, like a child who'd found a parent to tattle on; his pure black hair brushed Jin Chen's neck as he said, "Father God, he wants to do something bad to me."

He also used a disgusting incense.

That's intolerable.

A cold killing intent flashed in Jin Chen's eyes as he pointed at the crown prince on the ground.

"Uh…" the unconscious crown prince's body jerked, his complexion instantly turning ashen.

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

He was then flung out while suspended in midair.

With that toss, the resting chamber looked much cleaner.

Jin Chen lifted Samuel's chin, tilting his face up, and kissed the corner of his eye.

Outside is in chaos; only the Light God's personal descent can completely wash away your doubts and silence everyone.

Samuel clung to the Father God's broad shoulders, his soft body pressing tight against him, his black hair spilling messily over Jin Chen's neck.

His dark side was bolder and more alluring than when he was pure.

He lifted his head, breathing ambiguously into Jin Chen's ear: "Please… descend for me."

"As you wish." Jin Chen's low voice carried a smile.

The next moment, divine light blazed, shooting straight to the heavens, completely dispelling the shadows of the surrounding buildings.

Good heavens! A divine trace!

It is the Father God's glory descending!

Outside, those who had been struggling in the mist were awed by the vast divine light.

Everyone involuntarily halted their actions, kneeling in excitement and awe toward the resting chamber radiating brilliant light.

Father God above! Thank you for your grace!

Shouts rose and fell.

Immediately after, the golden light gradually receded, and Jin Chen's figure appeared for a moment deep within the light.

This was enough to make the night boil over.

Jin Chen lowered his head to Samuel's lips, bestowing a kiss bearing divine radiance: "Do you know what to do?"

Samuel's cheeks flushed crimson; reluctantly, he returned a light kiss to Jin Chen's fingertip and nodded firmly.

Jin Chen's figure vanished completely as the last trace of golden light faded.

Samuel drew a deep breath, suppressing his racing heart.

The blood color faded from his eyes; he tidied his slightly disarrayed holy robe, his face still flushed.

He stepped out of the resting chamber, bearing that captivating presence, his aura after bathing in divine light so pure that one dare not gaze directly.

Samuel coldly glanced at the crown prince lying on the ground like a dead dog, then looked toward the hastily arriving king, his voice icy like a flowing spring.

The crown prince defiled the divine office with forbidden drugs, rebelling against me; it was the Father God's descent, personally meting out divine punishment to chastise his wickedness.

Everyone:!!!

The Crown Prince actually dares to be this bold!

The soldiers, having received the king's order, turned the Crown Prince, who was lying face-down on the ground, over.

Suddenly, golden flames ignited on the Crown Prince's body, burning his meticulously groomed golden hair to a crisp, leaving only a charred, ugly scalp.

"Ah!" the surrounding noblewomen let out terrified screams.

The soldiers hastily retreated, not daring to touch again, fearing the Father God's divine punishment would fall upon them; even the hands that had just touched the Crown Prince felt uncomfortable.

Samuel's eyes showed no ripple as he continued, "The Father God said…… next time, it won't just be the Crown Prince."

Thud.

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

Divine punishment! This is the true divine punishment!

Brandon stood at the rear of the crowd, staring fixedly at Samuel, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How could this be!

Where is that dark magic? Why does Samuel only have an aura of light…… and the trace of being favored by the gods?!

Bishop Cyril stepped forward, "My child, Samuel, besides punishing the Crown Prince, the Father God also left some revelation regarding the dark evil god's intrusion and the killing of the vice-bishop……"

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

"The Father God said…… the clergy of this church have corrupt intentions, more hateful than the dark god."

"The dark god is also the Father God; Samuel would not tolerate anyone speaking ill of the Father God."

Upon these words, those who wanted to kneel shifted from the king to the nation's chief bishop, unable to believe what they had heard.

The Father God is very disappointed in them……

They bowed their heads heavily, filled with dread.

Brandon, however, was not resigned; he surged forward from the crowd, "Where is the dark power? Where is the dark evil god that intruded? Are we just going to ignore it?!"

He pointed at Samuel, "I clearly saw, it was you, Samuel!"

"Your window once dropped pitch-black crow feathers, wrapped in dark aura! You dare say it has nothing to do with you?"

"If you have the ability, go test yourself with the holy water of the Holy City! If there is even a trace of dark magic in your body, the holy water will corrode you to nothing! Dare you?! Samuel!"

Samuel slightly turned his head to avoid the spit droplets sprayed by Brandon.

"Brandon," he softly uttered the other's name, with pity, "Are you questioning the Father God's judgment, questioning the faithful He protects?"

He glanced at Brandon's angry face, "Why should I undergo the holy water test for your…… fantasies and jealousy?"

"You!" Brandon was choked, his face flushed red, unable to utter a word in rebuttal.

"Enough!"

Bishop Cyril blocked Brandon, "Brandon, put an end to your baseless suspicions! The Father God's grace and will do not allow you to question."

"Samuel is the Father God's personally chosen favorite; let this be the end, no one may further discuss the god's favored."

Brandon's body swayed, he was so angry he nearly fainted.

He must kill Samuel!!

Brandon thought resentfully, Samuel is unworthy to be the god's favored; the future bishop can only be him!