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Navia is sure that after he killed the first generation of Dark Gods, he has been focusing on revenge against the Protoss.

He didn't know anything about the situation on the mainland.

Even that stupid dark horned dragon—it was only after the lost Arnold crashed into the window of the dark temple that Navia reluctantly took it back and used it as a mount.

This is indeed the case.

Under the influence of the first generation of gods, the dark angel has become a servant who advocates force extremely.

As the leader of the dark camp, his master surrendered to Prouvel's command in order to protect himself, which has already made the oracle quite critical.

Therefore, although Navia killed his old master, it made him worship this new god even more.

Navia can bring new life to the Black Temple!

The envoy thought with relief.

He was originally the spokesman for the power of the mainland on behalf of the gods, and the more appalling disappearance made him expand the power of the Dark Guild more smoothly. Therefore, his admiration and gratitude for Navia far exceeded his regret for the former master.

He wants to prepare a big gift for Navia.He dispatched his subordinates, exhausted the resources of the guild, and collected a seed of light from the corners of the mainland, intending to dedicate it to Navia after it matured.

As for why the Dark Angel told Sid that he angered Navia——

Navia thought hard for a long time, and finally remembered.

He had met Sid Chelt once, long ago.

After Sid and Kaleena were five years old, the Cherts once led them to the dark angel.

The pinnacle of the capital of dark magic is the place where the dark angels often stay.He engraved the incantation leading to the temple on the highest point of the dome, making it stand surrounded by snow-capped mountains and ice storms, to show his great admiration for the co-lord of the dead and the dark.

All the high-level leaders of the Dark Guild knew that the mysterious and short text symbolized the bridge to the god clan's territory.However, apart from the envoys who have bathed in the holy water of the God's Pool, even necromancers and priests who are proficient in ancient characters, no matter how hard they study for hundreds of years, they cannot successfully use this obscure spell to enter the temple and appreciate the legendary God The magnificence of the residence and the magnificent scene of the stars outside the long glazed window.

The day Sid was brought to Zenia, the capital of dark magic, he fell ill, but fortunately the head maid was there to take care of him, otherwise he would have made enemies with many guild believers.

After all, a bear with a fever and zero sanity knowing for the first time his miserable life ahead is scary.

When he saw the Dark Angel, he almost gouged out his neck with his eyes.

The Duke threatened and lured him many times before he made him kneel down with Kailianna and swear loyalty to the God of Darkness in front of the envoy.

What neither the Duke nor the envoy expected was that Sid Chelt, who was absent-minded at the time, glanced at the line of words full of ancient flavor on the dome.

He half-heartedly read through the cheat sheet the Duke had written on his wrist, then mentally reproduced the spell in picture form.

The five-year-old Shengzi didn't even know a few words—the Holy Son of Light wasn't even the Holy Son of Light.

At first, when he saw these characters, he thought they were shameless graffiti on the ceiling by some boring oracle.

After returning to the manor, the future great painter Sid Chelt wrote down the spell in his notebook.

Although the line of words was written crookedly like maggots, this does not prevent the secret key incantation from miraculously functioning at the moment it is completed.

Sid, who was half-drowsy and half-awake, was about to do a big job when he fell to the ground of the Dark Temple and rolled over.

Opposite him is Navia who has returned from a long journey.

Arnold, who stopped outside the temple, used his horn to make a promenade.

It felt a strong light aura suddenly appeared in the temple.

On the way back, it fell in love with a treasure mine, and the stingy Navia didn't give it time to stop and enjoy it slowly.

As a result, the grandson ran back and gave himself an extra meal? !

Startled by the sudden earthquake, Sid ran behind a stone pillar, hugged his head, and squatted down.

Unbeknownst to Navia, the pup who appeared out of nowhere was from the mainland.

He guessed Sid was from Prouvel's command.

Only the servants who serve the God of Light have the ability to enter and leave the temples, and there is no one who can crack the spell of the Dark Temple.

Navia brought out Sid who had just been hidden, and the little ostrich-like Son just opened his eyes.

The man who caught Sid's eyes was tall and indifferent, and he was much more handsome than the duke's portrait when he was young, but at this time, the Son of God had no concept of beauty or ugliness.

He only has his masterpiece in mind.

Sid asked the Dark Lord: "Where's my crayon?"

Thanks to the dark horned dragon full of wisdom, Navia suffered a little poison from human language.

He actually understood what this human kid was muttering vaguely.

"There are no toys here," said Navia.

Sid opened his mouth and bit his arm.

Navia was too lazy to argue with a bright beast cub that smelled of milk and couldn't even speak clearly.

He pressed Sid's forehead and pulled him away from his arms.

"Where did you come from and where do you go back," he said. "This is not a place for you to run wild."

Cid refuses to follow Navia's orders.

He had just suffered a major change in his life.He hated the furball that hid his paintbrush and paper, but the man's stinky face was a little more pleasing to the eye than the Chelters and his biscuit-snatching Kylena.

Sid lay on the ground with his limbs spread out, as if basking in the unreachable sun in a dark temple with no sun.

Navia frowned: "Didn't you hear?"

It was the first time he had seen such a cheeky creature.

Thanks to him being in a good mood today, otherwise he would have already started with such a rich dinner in front of him.

Sid said, "What's the difference between a life without crayons and a dead pig lying in the mud and waiting to be picked up?"

The five-year-old bear cub was slurring his speech.

Sid noticed this too.In order to increase his momentum, he deliberately imitated the tone of the vicissitudes of the bishops when he went to the Holy Court to worship.

Navia stared at Sid for a long time, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curved.

He speculated that this bright beast cub was not sent by Prouvel to test his subordinates.

Maybe... the servant of God who just took office, mispronounced the incantation leading to the Temple of Light, and came here by mistake.

Navia bent down and poked the cub in the face.

Soft and slightly warm.

It's not very thick to the touch.Like a chorion that holds water.

Sid was about to bite his finger, but Navia dodged as expected.

He lifted Sid from the ground and pushed open the long window.

Sid opened his eyes in a daze. He saw that the temple was hidden in the depths of the cloud mountain, and he woke up with fright.

The Lord of Darkness felt amused when he saw the furry cub in his arms open his eyes wide.

He squeezed the cub's slender wrist, and Sid reached out to the night sky.

In the cold evening wind, a trace of night mist brushed against Sid's tiger's mouth, and obediently formed a black and gold quill in his palm.

"Can you use it?"

Navia was about to teach the cub how to hold a quill to write on paper, when the cub kissed him on the face unexpectedly.

Taking advantage of Navia's dazed effort, Lord Shengzi ran away in small steps.

Sid was not surprised.

When he kissed the head maid in the past, the head maid still looked happy.

Navia stood at the window, thinking for a long time.

The dark horned dragon wandering around the temple came before his eyes again.

Arnold thought that Navia had finished eating, and wanted to see if there was any leftovers left for him.

The Lord of Darkness waved his sleeve indifferently, and the cold hurricane swept away the Dark Ceratops in an instant.

Navia suddenly felt that raising a cub in the temple seemed like a good choice.

At least smarter and cuter than his dragon.

Cheeks, wrists, and lips, the body is warm and soft to the touch, unlike dark creatures that are as cold as ice bricks from head to toe.

The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes.

Even if... taking ten thousand steps back, handcuffing the cub's hands and feet with dark chains, and trapping his soul with eternal night stars, it is still a good choice to use him as a long pillow for naps——

This thought lasted only until Navia found Sid again.

In a few minutes, the Holy Son of Light had already painted a mess in the bedroom where the Lord of Darkness was resting.

Navia swept into the room, and his face darkened when he saw the unknown creature with eight eyes open on the wall.

Xi Dexing closed the pen cap without hesitation.

But he suddenly forgot to name his painting.

He took off the pen cap again, turned around and saw Navia standing at the door, and a brilliant idea came to his mind.

He asked, "What's your name?"

The Dark God took a deep look at him: "Navia."

The young Holy Son didn't see the suppressed anger in the adult man's eyes.He didn't know that in his eyes, he had become a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered deliberately provoking.

He responded and happily wrote on the ground——

Navia's big pig head.

Before Navia could react, Sid pulled back his consciousness and fell asleep on the bed that belonged to him in Chelter Manor.

Navia didn't deliberately look for Sid's trace.When he questioned the angel, the angel denied knowing the bold boy.

However, Navia did not give up on finding the cub.

Except for the envoys who can enter the temple, only the characters of the Temple of Light remain.

When he cut off Prouvelle's head, it was the moment when the Seed of Light fell to the law.

——Besides, races from the abyss are usually very vengeful.

After listening to him, Sid looked out of the window as if nothing had happened: "You misidentified the person. I don't know the God of Darkness."

Navia turned his chin and asked, "Why don't you go back and take a look? I didn't erase your handwriting, so I put it there so that you might forget it."

Master Shengzi struggled for a long time, and said in a super low voice: "If I go over there, can you wipe it off?"

"It's a bit of a struggle. I framed that floor tile and put it in a glass frame."

Sid muttered: "...It's the first time I'm so happy to be scolded."

Sid now understands that the reason why he was punished by the envoy was because he stood in front of Navia before the envoy revealed the surprise to Navia, and he also spent thousands of dollars to break into others by mistake. The dark temple that can't be entered for years.

Although Navia was not the main cause, he felt that he was wronged even more.

"Why am I even more angry?" Master Shengzi muttered.

Sid originally thought that he was hated by Navia because of his graffiti in the Dark Temple.

As a result, the Dark God didn't even know who he was.

He felt that he was no different from the pig painted on the wall of Navia at that time.