Chapter 2421: The Evil God's Faithful Love 26

Sai Miu Er's eyes slowly looked toward Jin Chen, 'You…… you are not the Light God.'

No wonder……

All the countless strange details he had forcibly ignored before now have explanations.

But he…… had never truly doubted it.

"Sai Miu Er……" Jin Chen looked at Sai Miu Er's somewhat vacant appearance, his heart feeling as if it had been fiercely clenched.

He reached out his hand, wanting to touch him.

Sai Miu Er, however, subconsciously stepped back half a step, avoiding his touch.

"The former Light God was Ze Fei Luo Si, but……"

"Let me see… your original appearance." Sai Miu Er interrupted Jin Chen's words; for the first time, he interrupted his words.

Jin Chen's outstretched hand froze in midair.

He looked at the pain in Sai Miu Er's eyes, fell silent for a moment, and his peerlessly handsome face lost all divine radiance, leaving only the eeriness belonging to the Dark Sovereign.

Sai Miu Er had actually seen this appearance many times before.

In the state of the Black Abyss, during those intimate, forbidden moments.

"At least……" Sai Miu Er's voice trembled with self-mockery, "You being the Dark God…… hasn't deceived me."

But Sai Miu Er didn't know whether he should be angry, sad, or…… continue loving Jin Chen.

"Then…… what about the Light God Ze Fei Luo Si?" Sai Miu Er asked softly, "He…… where is he?"

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value -30, total 48!】

【Eh!】 Ling Gun Gun jumped in fright, cautiously glancing at Jin Chen's complexion.

Jin Chen's face turned completely cold.

He directly trapped Sai Miu Er in his embrace.

"My Sai Miu Er," Jin Chen's breath brushed against Sai Miu Er's sensitive ear, "Are you thinking of Ze Fei Luo Si? Do you want to throw yourself into his embrace? Do you want to call him Father God?"

Jin Chen was dying of jealousy, and also very angry.

Sai Miu Er was restrained by him to the point of barely being able to breathe, yet still wanted to struggle a bit.

"Let go……"

"Don't even think about it."

Dark Divine Power instantly enveloped both of them.

The next moment, in the corridor of the Holy City Tribunal, only the fainted Bu Lan Wen remained on the ground.

A deathly silent, icy Northern Domain Ancient Fortress.

A violent surge rippled through space; Jin Chen, holding the immobile Sai Miu Er, suddenly appeared inside the ancient fortress.

The frigid wind of the Polar Eternal Night howled outside the castle.

The cold obsidian throne emitted a dim luster, making Sai Miu Er's holy white robes appear even more out of place.

The vast hall was deathly silent, with only Jin Chen's heavy breathing and Sai Miu Er's suppressed sobs echoing.

Jin Chen pressed him against the hard throne's backrest and kissed him without allowing any objection.

Carrying jealousy, he swept over him in a domineering plunder.

After the initial stiffness, Sai Miu Er's body instinctively softened, and broken responses spilled from his lips and teeth.

This body and heart had long been overly familiar with such palpitations, whether Jin Chen was Light or Dark.

After the kiss ended, Sai Miu Er panted rapidly, his eyes misty as he gazed up at the handsome face before him, his voice trembling, 'You…… why did you hide it from me……'

Jin Chen pinched his delicate jaw, his heart surging with the same intense emotion.

"I also want to know why you would believe in a god other than me."

Jin Chen felt not only wronged, but also jealous.

Just thinking of Sai Miu Er's original faith—that worthless Ze Fei Luo Si in the prison—

Jin Chen's heart would ignite a nameless fury, raging and scorching his reason.

This jealousy, mixed with possessiveness and unease, drove him to kiss him again fiercely.

His icy fingertips tore open the obstructive holy robe, exposing delicate skin to the castle's cold air, causing Sai Miu Er to shudder.

"Mm……"

A sharp pain came from Sai Miu Er's neck, the result of Jin Chen's angry nibbling.

He instinctively let out a soft groan, his slender fingers climbing onto Jin Chen's broad back, leaving shallow scratches, his voice choked with tears, pure dependence and pleading.

"It hurts, Father God, I hurt so much…… please……"

Jin Chen's movements abruptly halted, the fury deep in his blood-red eyes slightly subsiding.

He loosened his jaw, with a hint of remorse, and gently kissed Sai Miu Er's damp eyelids, wiping away the tears about to fall.

However, the flame ignited in his heart was not extinguished; instead, it burned even brighter.

It merely changed the way it burned.

——

After Sai Miu Er completely lost strength and fainted in his arms, Jin Chen carefully held him and placed him on that black large bed.

The fury in Jin Chen's eyes surged; his figure instantly vanished, appearing outside the prison that held Ze Fei Luo Si.

Without any words, the violent Dark Divine Power formed fists, grabbing and striking.

"Ugh ah!"

Ze Fei Luo Si was beaten until he curled up on the ground, his golden divine blood staining his robes.

The intense pain made him lose his usual pretense, leaving only a miserable panting.

He strained to lift his head, trying to provoke Jin Chen with words: 'How? Your little follower…… his faith has collapsed? He believes in me!'

"As long as I still have this heart, he will forever……uh!"

Jin Chen's movement suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?" he stepped closer, his voice cold as the ice of the Northern Region.

Zephyros realized he had misspoken, a flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, he clenched his lips tightly, refusing to utter another word no matter how Jin Chen questioned him or tortured him with dark divine power.

Jin Chen tortured Zephyros for a long time, and was even scorched again by the heart's origin Spiritual Power.

Hiss!

A searing pain came from his palm, and a dark-gold wound suddenly appeared, deep enough to see the bone.

Just then, Jin Chen's heart stirred slightly, and he sensed that Samuel in the bedroom had awakened.

Jin Chen immediately withdrew his hand, glanced at the dying yet still spitefully sneering Zephyros.

The dim bedroom.

Samuel wrapped his arms around his knees, curled up in a corner of the bed.

His golden hair lay disheveled, his shoulders covered with ambiguous marks.

His silver-white pupils stared emptily into the void.

The door opened silently, and Jin Chen entered carrying warm water and food.

He walked to the bedside, sat down, picked up a silver spoon, scooped up the warm broth, and brought it to Samuel's lips.

Samuel lifted his tear-blurred eyes and looked at Jin Chen.

The first thing he noticed was the wound on Jin Chen's palm; his fingertips twitched, wanting to touch but daring not to.

Jin Chen: "It's fine, open your mouth."

Even though his emotions were in turmoil and his body ached, Samuel found he still could not resist.

He obediently took the spoon into his mouth and meekly swallowed a few mouthfuls.

But in the end he had little appetite; after eating half a bowl, he gently shook his head.

Jin Chen did not insist, and set down the bowl and spoon.

He extended his arm, encircling the shrinking figure in his embrace, his warm lips carrying a soothing meaning as he kissed Samuel's sensitive neck and collarbone in fine, dense kisses, where the marks he had left still lingered.

Samuel's body trembled slightly, yet he did not resist.

He stretched out his cool fingers, lightly gripping Jin Chen's hand, "Father God, Zephyros……"

Jin Chen's fingers gripping his chin suddenly tightened, his voice cold and hard.

"You still dare to mention him?"

Samuel, who had never been treated so fiercely by Jin Chen, felt tears surge up instantly.

He choked up, striving to make his voice clear, "I only want……to see him once, to prove I don't believe in him……okay?"

Samuel lifted his arm, encircling Jin Chen's neck, burying his cheek in the familiar-scented nape, his voice soft and pitiful, "Father God, please… I can't just end like this, unknown……"

Feeling the dampness in the nape and the slight trembling of the body in his arms, Jin Chen finally softened.

He yields to softness, not hardness; he especially cannot bear Samuel showing such weakness.

After a moment of silence, the icy chill in his blood-red eyes eased slightly, and he finally nodded.

He did not give Samuel clothes, but took his own large, dark outer robe infused with a chilling agarwood scent, and wrapped Samuel up tightly.

The robe reached Samuel's ankles, its wide sleeves covering his wrists, revealing only his pale, fragile face.

Jin Chen hoisted him sideways and appeared once more outside the cold, silent prison cage.