The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Chapter 211 Did the Saint Dream Today?

Wei Mingyu was no match for the Pope, so he dropped the subject and asked curiously, "I have completed most of the mission, why did you call me back now?"

Hearing this, the Pope was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The situation outside is extremely dangerous right now, and as the only saint of the Holy See of Light, the remaining descendants of the Dark God will definitely focus all their attention on you."

Moreover, both the Firefly Forest and the Fantasy Star Sea have fallen, and now they have become the world of dark creatures.

The Beast God Grassland, sandwiched between them, is like a piece of fat meat. If you are not careful, you may fall into a dilemma with wolves in front and tigers behind, and you may never be able to return.

Wei Mingyu blinked and asked in confusion, "But hasn't the Church already sent many holy-level knights and bishops to wipe out those descendants of the Dark God?"

After all, this continent is basically governed by the Church of Light, and they shouldn't allow the hidden descendants of the Dark God to possess such enormous power.

The Pope looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes were deep, gentle, yet complicated. "Although the Dark God has been banished to the underworld, He is gradually breaking free from the seal. The power of His descendants who believe in Him has skyrocketed. They have joined forces with believers of other gods to fight against the Church of Light."

With the power of the God of Light, as long as the God of Darkness did not come out of the underworld, he could easily suppress those pagans.

However, the God of Light actually fell into a deep sleep one day, and now the Holy See relies mostly on the light magic fed back by the Holy Book of Light to maintain its glory.

Wei Mingyu fell silent. He didn't expect to hear such a secret.

After bidding farewell to the Pope, Wei Mingyu returned to his room.

She walked to the bed and sat down, then pulled out an arm-length black stone pillar from under the pillow.

This is the dark artifact she obtained in that mysterious cave.

After she brought the dark artifact back, it automatically restrained its energy fluctuations. Now, looking from the outside, one can only see that it is a relatively short and rough black rock stick.

When Wei Mingyu brought it back to the Vatican, he was worried, so he put a layer of spiritual power shield on it that could block detection, to ensure that it would not be detected by magic, and at the same time prevent it from suddenly going berserk and causing damage.

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It is noon now, and it should be time for lunch, but Princess Yolanda refused and chose to rest for a while.

The maids looked at the holy and ethereal girl in front of them with some concern, but still retreated under her gaze as calm as moonlight.

Wei Mingyu closed the door and released a sealing magic to prevent others from coming in and disturbing her.

She now urgently wanted to do an experiment, to see if her dreams would change differently if she slept with the dark artifact in her hand.

Soon, a beautiful girl with long golden hair and light white clothes lay on the soft bed. She clasped her hands on her abdomen, her palms pressing on a dark stone pillar, and slowly closed her eyes.

The pitch-black stone pillar emitted a faint black light, and it melted quickly like thin ice encountering a fire source, then turned into a black stream of light that sank into the girl's brows.

Wei Mingyu opened her eyes, but this time the dream was the same as the first time, she returned to that dark place again.

With a light snap of her fingers, a water mirror appeared in front of her.

The mirror reflected a beautiful girl in a black dress. Her skin was too pale, giving her a transparent, fragile and weak feeling. However, there was a cunning light hidden in her slightly upturned eyes, making her look quirky.

Long black hair, bright red lips, and an extremely familiar delicate face.

As she expected, the body was Aurora.

Just as Wei Mingyu was looking at herself in the mirror, a man's hoarse, tearful voice came from behind her on the left.

"Aurora!"

The next moment, she was trapped in an icy embrace.

"Aurora!"

The man hugged her tightly, as if he had found the source of his life, as if he would lose everything if he relaxed even a little.

His arms were wrapped tightly around her body, as if he wanted to merge her into his arms and make her a part of his body.

His breathing became rapid and his heartbeat started to speed up, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

At this moment, he forgot everything around him and only saw her.

Wei Mingyu turned her head and saw a pair of dull emerald green eyes, the color of grass buried under layers of ashes, or like a slender branch growing in the abyss and trying to poke its head out.

Bright and desperate colors.

Now this color is rapidly becoming clear, as if it was gently washed by a mountain stream, exuding vitality.

Wei Mingyu looked at the dried blood under the silver-haired young man's eyes, and then looked at the crystal wings behind him.

She called softly, "Silver."

"Ah."

The silver-haired young man responded muffledly, his eyes, as fresh as grass, were wet, and soon, transparent water stains flowed down, soaking the dried bloodstains again.

The pitiful and aggrieved look of the little thing.

Wei Mingyu looked at him carefully for a while, smiled, and teased: "You look a bit like a little cat now, dirty."

"No way?" The silver-haired young man wanted to turn his head to prevent the girl from seeing him in such an embarrassing state, but he was reluctant to look away.

"Well, you didn't."

Wei Mingyu turned around, gently held his face, and wiped the blood with her soft fingertips wrapped in spiritual power.

After a while, the dirty little cat wandering outside became clean and tidy after returning to its owner.

"Silver, why are you here?"

Logically speaking, no one or any god except the God of Light can force him to enter the underworld.

And the God of Light is his brother, it is impossible for him to do such a thing.

The silver kitten hugged its owner tightly, its emerald eyes sparkling with joy. "Someone told me that you would appear here. So, no matter what, I have to come here and wait for your arrival."

His eyes revealed a deep dependence and trust that made people want to reach out and touch his head.

Of course Wei Mingyu couldn't help it and raised his hand to touch it.