CP is a demon, mistake me for a god [Quick Transmigration]

The young man opened his eyes, and what he saw was the white top of the bed and the hazy bed curtain.

He looked calm, lifted the curtain of the bed as usual, and stepped barefoot on the expensive carpet.

"My lord, are you awake?"

The boy nodded slightly.

He was only wearing a thin pajamas, his long black hair was draped softly on his shoulders, his temperament was stable, handsome and gentle.

The nun reminded him: "It's time for morning classes."

The boy nodded, washed and changed with the help of the nun, and then went to the classroom to listen to the priest's lecture like every day before.

In fact, he didn't understand the meaning of the morning class.

The priest talked about the beauty of the ideal world day after day, and taught him how to maintain a pure heart, a noble character, and a beautiful soul day after day...

The young man sat quietly in front of the priest, seemingly concentrating on it, but actually he was slightly lost in thought.

The singing of the nuns came from outside the classroom and faintly entered the ears of the boy. His thoughts slowly drifted away with the singing, and drifted to the spring seven years ago.

Seven years ago, he was just an ordinary kid living in an ordinary small town.There are gentle parents and a lovely younger sister in the family. The life of the family of four is plain and warm. Occasionally, the parents will take them to church to worship the glorious and beautiful God of Light.

Everything is very ordinary.

Until that day, the boy's life trajectory was completely changed.

When the teenager took his sister's hand and returned home with warm bread, he saw his home surrounded by a group of people in black robes.

Those people's clothes were painted with strange patterns with golden silk thread, which was a pattern that Ji Chenge had seen before.

The father and mother looked excited and waved to him excitedly.

"Shen Ge, come here!"

The young child walked over ignorantly and anxiously, listening to the great priest talking with his parents, whether it was the parents or the priest, their eyes were filled with the same excitement.

He listened ignorantly, only hearing key words such as "doctrine", "gods", and "Holy Son".

The aged priest had a loving face. He held the boy's shoulders tightly, and said gently and unquestionably, "Master Shengzi, please come back with me. The God of Light is waiting for your arrival."

Son?

How could he be the Son?

The young man looked up at the priest's loving and impeccable face, but felt chills all over his body for no reason. He couldn't help but took a step back, but was grabbed back by the priest forcefully.

"Master Holy Son."

"...!"

The boy suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at the priest who was teaching him. Compared with seven years ago, the priest was even older, but his spirit was always good.

His voice was as loving as ever: "In two months, it will be your coming-of-age ceremony, right?"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

Such questions have frequently appeared in the mouths of priests and nuns since a year ago. Everyone is looking forward to his coming-of-age ceremony, almost counting the days to wait.

The priest sighed, looking past the young holy son, he seemed to see some kind of extremely splendid scene.

"We've waited too long for this day..."

The teenager didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"No, it's nothing. During this time, please continue to keep your body and mind pure. You are so outstanding and beautiful, and the God of Light will definitely love you."

Two months passed in a flash.

On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, the young Holy Son was directly deprived of the right to sleep. He washed his body in the clear spring, and was dressed in a white robe of the Holy Son. The golden pattern was coiled around him like a cage. The young man thought inappropriately, this The clothes are really like a cage.

A bright moon hangs on the high sacrificial platform.

The soft and boneless nuns dragged corpses one by one and placed them around the altar as an important part of the ceremony.

The corpses, without exception, were residents of nearby towns.

The young holy son hadn't gone out for seven years, so he didn't know who these people were, but even so, he was still on the spot.

After a long while, the boy questioned, "... who are they?"

The nun who took care of the boy for seven years replied with a smile: "He is disrespectful to the God of Light."

People who disrespect the God of Light?

If you disrespect the God of Light, will you be punished by the name of death?

"elder brother!"

Among the crowd who came to watch the coming-of-age ceremony of the Holy Son, there was a familiar sound of elder brother, followed by a reprimand of "Don't be rude to the Holy Son". When the young man looked back, there was no figure he missed in the crowd, only Pious and enthusiastic faces.

The nun supported the boy half-strongly, and led him up to the altar step by step.

Under the bright moon, the entire altar was painted with delicate and complicated magic circles. Surrounded by the nuns, the young man walked into the center of the magic circle, and belatedly realized that the magic circle under his feet was painted with blood.

He couldn't help but froze.

The priest with a kind face stepped forward and looked at him proudly.

"Master Shengzi, your pure and innocent soul will definitely be loved by the God of Light!"

The priest slowly opened his hands and raised his voice: "Today, the God of Light will definitely come to us and bring real light to this world! He will change this corrupt world and make this world a real heaven!"

The excited nuns covered their faces and wept.

They knelt down on the ground, staring at the face of the young Son with fanaticism.

"Master Shengzi, we have finally waited for this day!"

"Master Shengzi, you will definitely be loved by the God of Light!"

"We wish to follow the God of Light and His Son forever!"

A crack finally appeared in the boy's stable expression.

The face he had been with for seven years day and night made him feel extremely strange.

Did he know the priests, the nuns?

Does he... understand the God of Light and this church?

For seven years, he has never left here. The young man is like a canary raised by the church, living in a well-built cage. The priest told him that he does not need to understand the outside world, he only needs to maintain a good heart And soul is enough.

A pure heart, a noble character, a beautiful soul... Did the priest who taught him this come from the heart?

Under the leadership of the priest, the nuns surrounded the young Son and sang an ancient song while everyone held their breath.

The songs of the nuns were melodious and beautiful, and seemed to carry endless hope and light. The songs gradually awakened the magic circle under their feet.

Dozens of bodies ooze blood, the blood flows slowly, and finally all merge into the magic circle, and the sophisticated and complicated magic circle lights up, emitting a blood-like light.

Seeing this, the people fell to their knees one after another, and some townspeople even sang that ancient song together.

The chains made of blood materialized, tightly bound the young holy son like a snake, and imprisoned him firmly in the center of the magic circle.

"elder brother!"

The boy heard the familiar call again, but he had no time to care about it.The soul of the young holy son was pulled by an invisible force, and he suddenly understood something while struggling desperately.

He is just a sacrifice.

Just a sacrifice to the gods!

Above the altar, there was an ancient song.

The singing seemed to come from a distant place, consistent with the songs sung by the nuns, but older, more sacred, more beautiful, and more ethereal.

The singing sings about the thickness of the mountains, the vastness of the sea, and the magnificence of life. The ancient scrolls are slowly unfolding in front of everyone's eyes, exuding dazzling golden light.

The night with the bright moon hanging high was as bright as day in an instant.

A golden figure descended slowly, like a dream or an illusion, making it hard to stare at.

The priest burst into tears: "The God of Light, the God of Light has descended—"

The nuns fell to their knees sobbing, almost losing their minds with excitement.

"God of Light!"

The singing in my ears didn't stop.

Accompanied by the ancient singing, the light of the magic circle became more and more intense, and finally emitted a dazzling blood-colored light. With a bang, the red light turned into a black flame, devouring a nun in the magic circle.

"what--!"

The nun lowered her head in disbelief and saw her hands burning with black flames. She only had time to let out a scream before her entire body was engulfed by the ominous flames and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!"

"Help, help!"

Amidst the screams one after another, the nuns on the altar burned one after another, and fell down one after another. Someone tried to climb out of the altar, but was dragged back by the chain made of blood, and then, a wriggling tentacle Inserted into her brain, sucked her brains dry.

The pure and white God of Light descends with golden light.

"what--!!!"

The townspeople screamed and fled from the altar, countless ferocious tentacles ravaged the altar, inserted into people's brains, blood vessels, and sucked people's water, and the people on the altar were either reduced to ashes or turned into tentacles. nourishment.

The priest was mesmerized, "God of Light, it's really you—"

The figure in Jin Guangzhong smiled softly.

"Good boy, you did a good job." He said, "I will bring hope and light to this world. Look, this is heaven."

The priest looked around, and the black flames spread at a strange speed, burning the earth, and the villages closest to the altar were also burned by the black flames, and people screamed and cried in panic.

The priest burst into tears: "That's right! This is the heaven we dream of!!"

Young Saint Son: "..."

Another crazy one.

Wait... why did he say "again"?

The thick tentacles pierced the priest's abdomen, and the priest's internal organs flowed out from the opening like garbage, and the tiny tentacles swarmed up to eat his internal organs.

The priest stared wide-eyed and looked at his abdomen in astonishment, as if he hadn't realized what happened yet.

The cold god approached him.

The god spit out the most gentle words: "You have worked hard these years. I will keep your skull as one of my collections."

The tentacle hand penetrated his throat, twisted it flexibly, and twisted the priest's neck forcibly.

The eyes of the "God of Light" slowly fell on the Son.

The young holy son was bound by blood chains. He knelt and sat in the center of the magic circle, calmly looking directly at the god: "You are not the God of Light at all."

"I'm."

The god stepped forward and gently pinched the Son's chin.

"The god who tramples on the light can also be the god of light."

The rough touch attached to the suction cup climbed up the Son's shoulders along his body, and flexibly untied the white robe.

Under the robe is a holy body that has been pampered for many years.

"God of Light" said gently: "Now, I want to start enjoying my sacrifice."

"..." The boy was silent for a while, and said, "You can kill me, but please let the residents of the town go."

"God" smiled.

"It seems that they have raised you very well. Good boy, have they taught you how to please the gods?"

The young saint pursed his lips and remained silent.

The "god" bent down and gently licked the young man's Adam's apple, causing the young man to tremble.

"I'm going to teach you what a joy it is to be my Son."

The author has something to say: I tried my best...

The next chapter will be the last stalk I can write.

.感谢在2021-02-2221:00:26~2021-02-2418:45:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Qiu Yiyu;

感谢投出地雷的小天使：丘邑雨、相知剑意天下无敌1个；感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：公庭万舞12瓶；猞狸先生、从余福记5瓶；云说天空中有鸟飞过3瓶；封悠扬、浩瀚吴垠、resplend1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！