The Light Comes to Marvel

Chapter 183 It's a pity that Shengguang doesn't play with fools

Zhao He slept soundly.

It's just that in the middle of the night, someone always whispered "Praise the Holy Light" in his ear.

It made Zhao He think that he had returned to the Church of the Holy Light in the continent of Arad.

After getting up and checking the time, I only slept for six hours this time.

After yawning and grabbing the venom coiled in a circle, he took a cigar in his mouth and slowly recovered.

He was really too lazy to wash his face, so he brushed himself with the holy flame and then the venom. After the dirt on the two of them was cleaned, Zhao He stood in front of the mirror, looked at it for a while, and then put on his hoodie.

When I was about to go out to have some breakfast, I remembered the calling again, but compared to the dream, it was a little weaker.

This voice sounded like a strong man who had spent the whole night among the succubus.

"praise."

"Holy"

There is still a trace of resentment in the words, a trace of incomprehension, and it feels uncomfortable to listen to.

Of course, the other party felt uncomfortable, but Zhao He didn't care.

This is the function of hope in the seven virtues that he newly developed not long ago. The general function is that the other party calls him, and he can give the other party hope.

The more desperate you are, the stronger the call for hope.

If the opponent's despair is deep enough, as long as he calls himself, Zhao He can rush to the opponent's side without even using much energy.

When Zhao He was still wondering who was calling him, he suddenly remembered that after this ability was developed, it seemed that he had given it to that mother whore.

After putting on the hood, Zhao He hurriedly mobilized the Holy Light, preparing to teleport it to the opponent through the call of Daredevil Matt.

When Zhao He just woke up, the magic dragon on the other side looked at the tiny ant in front of him with great interest, praying for this hope called Holy Light.

Stretch out your hands, raise your head, at a 45-degree angle, and praise the sound and light.

Dulong is almost brainwashed.

This ceremony is really too simple, and it is especially useful for absorbing believers. Compared with heaven, it is still more practical.

And every time the other party calls, the power of shadow on the body will fade a little, but it will soon make up for it.

The opponent's heart will also be purer, and the shadow beast transformed from the dark side in the opponent's heart will also grow more completely.

That is to say, the blackening is even more severe.

Matt also fell into deep despair. When he came to the depths of the Shadow Realm, he saw the legendary dragon.

Of course he couldn't see it, but the other party said he was a dragon.

Great Shadow Dragon.

He wants to become the opponent's greatest fighter himself. As long as he has this power, even Bishop Shengguang is not his opponent.

He can make his own justice according to his rules.

Think what comes.

You can do whatever you want.

But Matt did not succumb to this temptation, and always maintained the justice in his heart.

The darkness kept eroding his mind, but every time he was about to be completely swallowed by the shadow beast.

Matt suddenly remembered the fat copper smelter who was impaled to death by Zhao He with holy light.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible to beat that pervert.

He didn't want to die.

If you want to die, go yourself.

That bastard Zhao He must be testing himself, that's right.

He has long been displeased with himself, and he has been against him all the time, but when he kills someone, he needs to find a good reason for himself.

If you are eroded by darkness, you will completely degenerate.

Matt believed that the other party would jump out immediately and judge him with the holy light.

Maybe that bastard is watching him right now.

No, I absolutely can't die so vaguely.

Matt once again erupted with the power of the pure Virgin, abandoning the erosion of the shadow.

The power of the Holy Mother is of course the venom said.

Matt's guess was right. The father and son quietly came to Shadowland after getting up.

It's not quiet, this place can be entered with a shadow rune.

It's just that Zhao He made a little disguise to temporarily shield his own holy light.

He just wanted to see when Matt, the little virgin, would be blackened by the shadow beast.

But now it seems that it has been almost six hours, and the magic dragon can't do it either.

Is it a serious dragon?

Why can't even a virgin whore be blackened.

"Praise. Holy. Light!"

Venom saw that Matt did this set of rituals very skillfully, and at first glance he was an old driver.

Just run out of energy.

I don't know where this child has such a big obsession. If it wasn't for the Holy Mother, that little bitch Shengguang would have been moved by the other party.

It's a pity that Shengguang doesn't play with fools.

Venom stretched out his cat's paw and caressed the black-rimmed glasses on the cat's face, clearly watching the shadow beast in Matt's body gradually materialize, closing Matt as if to form a silkworm chrysalis.

"Dad, Matt is dead."

When Venom saw that the shadow beast was gradually taking shape, he quickly reminded Zhao He that now is the most critical period for the magic dragon to control the shadow beast to blacken Matt.

The magic dragon needs to imprint Matt so that Matt will not rebel. Of course, this contract must be a little more advanced.

After all, people like Matt are hard to find.

"great"

"nice"

Even he was moved by Matt's steadfastness when the dragon saw that Matt was about to come to the end and muttered "Praise the Light."

The opponent's will is too firm.

However, according to what he found, the other party didn't seem to believe in this thing called holy light, but these four words could strengthen his belief.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The most beautiful pure black in the world can be dyed only when it is white.

How kind a person was before, how dark he can be after falling.

It really is the most beautiful moment in the world.

The person in front of him is about to become a sharp sword in his hand, helping him to dye the entire universe into darkness.

This is the first step for him and the dark elf empire to conquer this universe.

The second step is.
"Clap~Clap~Clap~Clap~"

The magic dragon couldn't help laughing when he thought of this, and he even heard someone applauding for this great moment.

Zhao He's eyes glowed green in the darkness.

With his many years of experience.

This is the real thing.

There are dragon balls on him.

The Shadow Demon Dragon also suddenly felt two malicious gazes, and when it looked into the darkness, it was two pairs of green eyes staring at itself.

He even saw a black cat on that person's shoulder, with a string of crystal clear saliva on the cat's mouth.

The venom is also confirmed now. According to the biological structure, this is a dragon.

It was no different from the dragon that Dad remembered eating.

I just don't know what the taste of Heibuliuqiu is.

No matter what, it is still a dragon meat.

Venom's saliva could no longer be restrained.

It's a meow, today its venom will eat dragon meat, and it won't work when the king of heaven comes.

"It said so."

"Wang~"

(End of this chapter)