Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Instead, it begins to erode you silently in your daily life and daily sleep.

Otherwise, the Goddess of Life would not have fallen into the other party's trap, and only discovered it after the Goddess of Fertility had completely eroded her body.

"Yes, it was too late when I discovered it. Later, Eric also realized that something was wrong with him. He and I wanted to find a solution and tried to use the magic in the holy book to solve this problem."

Before the final battle, Lord compiled some of the magic in the original text into a book and handed it to Norn.

It also paves the way for the emergence of professions like clergy among the human race in the future.

"It's useless." Lord shook his head. "The magic in the holy book can't solve this erosion unless we use the same divine power to fight it, but that's impossible."

"Yes! It's too late!" Norn's voice began to choke. "Fifteen years ago, Eric disappeared. It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth."

"Five years? Eric, he's been amazing."

"Yes." Noen only regretted why he didn't discover this earlier, but even if he had discovered it earlier, what could he do?

In the end, I can't do anything!

"Then, ten years ago, a demon who was unprecedentedly powerful and ruthless appeared in the demon clan. He united the remaining demons and called himself..."

Norn raised his head, looked directly into Lord's incredulous eyes, and spoke his name word by word:

"The Demon King—Asmodeus."

"The First Demon King Asmodeus..."

Lord whispered the title distorted from his former companion's name, and each character made his heart grow colder.

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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's probably too late.

"The Fertility Goddess's final counterattack carried the purest parasitic essence of reproductive power. Eric's will and even his memories had long 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.

Chapter 113 News about Celia

"No." Lord's answer was beyond Norn's expectations. He shook his head slowly, "Now... is not the time yet."

"Why?" Norn was puzzled. "Miss Celia..."

"I know," Lord interrupted him. "I know she's been looking for me, carrying Athos, and has traveled to every corner of the world. But precisely because I know this, I have to be patient at this moment."

He raised his hand, and the black lines seemed even more obvious in the moonlight. "Precisely because I know this, I can't go now."

He looked at Norn with a look of almost cruel calmness in his eyes: "The remaining pollution deep in my body and soul has not been eradicated, it is only temporarily suppressed by the power of faith in Elsword.

Given Isaiah's personality, once she knows about this, she will definitely find ways to help me. I don't want to involve her. After all, this power is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be in vain."

Lord didn't say anything else, but Norn already understood what he meant.

The other party is worried that this pollution will backfire on Celie.

"So let's leave it at that for now. Don't tell her until I've suppressed this contamination."

Norn was speechless for a moment at Lord's insistence.

He understood Lord's concerns. He was not trying to escape, but was simply afraid of hurting the other person.

Sure enough, their relationship is better than I thought.

He nodded: "I understand. Then I will keep an eye on her news for you and ensure her safety. As for your business..."

"Keep it secret for now," Lord said. "Just consider that the god-killing hero is dead."