Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 112 Please Be Patient

Lord kept repeating the name.

He never imagined that the first demon king of the demon clan would be Eric.

Is this destiny?

The hero who slays the dragon will eventually become the dragon himself?
As Lord pronounced the Demon King's name, the black lines under his arm skin began to wriggle extremely slowly like a living thing, emitting an even more ominous aura that echoed the Demon King's name.

The pollution in his body seemed to feel the call of the same power and began to become restless.

"Norn, give me Elsword."

In desperation, Lord could only take a simple and crude approach.

Norn took out the Elsword with some confusion. The Elsword, which had absorbed the power of human faith, was now emitting a silver glow that belonged only to the other party.

Decades later, Lord once again lifted up Elsword, but the heavy weight made it almost impossible for him to hold it steady.

Aim the tip of the sword at the black lines and stab down suddenly!

Dark red blood spurted out, flowing to the ground and staining the carpet red.

Noen was so shocked by this scene that he was speechless. He hurried forward to stop it, but was rejected by Lord.

"Don't worry! I'm using the power of faith within Elsword to suppress the erosion of divine power."

The erosion has penetrated into his bones, and if it is not curbed, it will spread throughout his body again.

At that time, he will abandon this body, reshape it again, and then begin to be eroded by divine power, falling into an endless cycle of reincarnation.

"How is it? Is it effective?" Noen asked nervously.

He saw that as the silver light of Elsword flickered, the black lines on Lord's arm began to fade rapidly, and finally turned into extremely faint, barely noticeable lines.

"To deal with the erosion of divine power, you can only use power of the same level as the opponent."

Lord drew out the holy sword, and Norn immediately cast a healing spell upon seeing it. Over the past few decades, he had also learned the healing magic from the scriptures and even taught it to others.

"Thanks. My magic power is too low to cast advanced magic like healing." As the wound healed, Lord nodded with satisfaction. "The effect is better than I expected. It seems that using the power of faith to suppress the erosion is completely feasible."

When Noon heard Lord say this, his eyes lit up.

He thought of Eric, who was deeply trapped in the erosion.

"Lord, can Eric also recover to normal in this way?" His voice was filled with a last, faint hope, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

The air in the room was so heavy that it was difficult for him to breathe, and even the bright moonlight seemed dim.

Lord's eyes fell on Norn's face full of pain and pleading, and he did not respond immediately.

He was silent for so long that Norn almost thought he wouldn't answer.

Finally, he shook his head slowly and extremely heavily.

"sorry."

Norn froze in place, not moving for a long time.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this." Lord's voice was filled with despair and helplessness. "I've experienced this erosion before, and I know it's from the soul to the essence, and then to the pollution. Once it spreads... there's no chance of reversal."

He clenched his fists tightly, and a sharp pain came from his palms. "If it was when the erosion started, I could still find a way, but it's too late now."

Lord understood that the erosion of divine power had probably completely corroded Eric's entire body, and even his soul had been completely polluted.

When the erosion began, I made a decisive move to abandon my body, so this pollution did not completely corrode my soul.

As for Eric, it was probably too late. "The goddess of procreation's final counterattack was imbued with the purest parasitic essence contained within the power of procreation. Eric's will and even his memories had already been dismantled and reassembled over that long period of time."

He is now the Demon King formed from the remnant of the Goddess' will, with Eric as his foundation. The Eric we knew no longer exists."

Although he had completely killed the goddess of fertility, cutting off the possibility of her resurrection, before she died, she used her relationship with the demon clan to integrate this corruption into the divine power that erupted after her death.

Unfortunately, Eric was corrupted by divine power.

He became the first demon to be corrupted from a human being, and would also be the last.

Because the goddess of fertility is dead, it is impossible for humans to fall into the demon race because of her divine power.

After Lord finished explaining, Norn's body began to stagger, and he barely managed to stand firm until he held onto the cold wall.

Although he had made the corresponding mental preparations long ago, he still couldn't accept it for a while when the facts were placed in front of him.

After decades of friendship and fifteen years of guilt, what he finally got was the irreversible verdict that his best friend had fallen completely into the abyss.

Lord stood there, looking at Norn's powerless appearance as if he had lost all his strength. He stretched out his hand but immediately retracted it.

His erosion has not been resolved yet, and he dare not touch the other party.

After an unknown amount of time, Norn finally raised his head again. Although his eyes were red, he tried hard to control himself from shedding tears.

He took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the emotions in his chest: "I understand."

He didn't ask Lord how to deal with Eric, nor did he take the initiative to speak up. Instead, he just let the matter go.

Lord noticed Norn's plan, but he also tacitly revealed it.

Although the best option now is to let Eric rest in peace, it would be too cruel to let his best friend say it in person.

Lord had no intention of taking action until Norn spoke up.

He hadn't resolved his own issues yet, and he was powerless.

If one day, Norn spoke, Lord would consider looking for a certain elf, an elf who still owed him a promise.

Let the other person complete this destined journey of salvation.

Although this would be extremely cruel to him, Lord had no choice but to do it.

Norn closed his eyes, calmed his thoughts, and forced a change of subject, trying to break the suffocating heaviness: "So...what are you going to do next? Go find Celie? She's been looking for you."

Celia.

Hearing this name, Lord's eyes looked a little complicated.

It's not that he doesn't want to see the other person, but now is not the time.

If he could completely resolve the remaining erosion on his soul, he could use the power of life to achieve continuous reincarnation, thus having the possibility of continuing to walk with Celie.

So there is no need to rush now.

He will have a long time to accompany the elf lady in the future.

So, you have to be patient.

Please be patient.

Lord convinced himself in his heart.

(End of this chapter)