After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 23

The demon clan doesn’t understand how to believe in gods, nor do they comprehend what faith truly means. But for them, declaring loyalty signifies never abandoning.

 

The young man still carried a faint smell of blood. The jet-black horn protruding from the middle of his forehead was partially concealed by his black short hair, giving off a lively sheen. In his deep red eyes, only the image of Xinghui was reflected.

 

His gaze was focused and eager, a demeanor one could never imagine a demon clan possessing.

 

Xinghui was taken aback.

 

Although the little god couldn’t see, his eyes widened involuntarily, leaning forward.

 

“Are you the demon  who was lying in there before? Are you okay now?”

 

“There’s no major issue now. Thank you for your concern.”

 

Xinghui was momentarily speechless. When he helped earlier, he seemed to have taken a clear look. The person was lying in dark, weak and thin, spitting out blood mixed with organs piece by piece. Even Yin Fan said most of the internal organs were beyond saving. Now, how long had it been?

 

This person was already able to get out of bed.

 

The demon clan’s physical resilience was truly brutal and not to be trifled with.

 

The surroundings fell silent, and everyone’s gaze turned in their direction.

 

The young god had soft, slightly curled black hair, a tuft of small hair curling at the top of his head, looking somewhat gentle. However, his exquisitely beautiful face was pale, and his lips were a faint red. His lifeless black eyes, yet so calm and composed, gave off an appearance of tranquility and reliability, as if dragging up such a fragile body, he could unhesitatingly take decisive action, providing a stable and dependable feeling.

 

In front of the god, the demon clan still knelt on one knee, displaying proper courtesy. When responding, he tilted his head upward, a smile playing on his lips, giving off an impression of being focused and—dazzling.

 

Yuanyuan clicked his tongue lightly. “Yin Fan, one of your seriously injured patients ran away. Aren’t you going to take care of that?”

 

How capable is he? Still pledging allegiance?

 

“I’ll go find someone to bring him back; he’s causing trouble.”

 

Yin Fan quickly dealt with the redness and swelling on Xinghui’s wrist, then turned to glance at Huan Yun, who had a pale complexion but was forcefully running over.

 

Huan Yun was still smiling at this time. He raised his head; his eyes were a bit brighter. Meeting the dark red eyes of Yuanyuan, he showed no sign of retreat. “I heard that Lord God, for special reasons, needs someone to guard him constantly. Boss, when I come out of the recovery team, if there’s no mission, please reserve a slot for me to compete.”

 

Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow, calmly blocking Huan Yun’s line of sight to Xinghui. “Let’s talk about it when you’ve fully recovered.”

 

He still had a lingering smell of blood on him, but Huan Yun, who had rushed over from the intensive care unit after hearing that Xinghui was in danger, was quickly taken away.

 

Xinghui, due to just taking medicine, had half of his arm exposed. The arm was slender and porcelain-white, but looking down, large yellowish medicine marks and swollen traces disrupted that delicate appearance. When he attempted to make a fist, the knuckles were distinct, driving that intense color. It was a fragile yet thrilling sense of beauty.

 

If Huan Yun hadn’t arrived quickly, the injuries could have been even more severe.

 

This fragile little god, who needs careful watching even with a slight distraction, wants to take over someone at the level of Huan Yun?

 

“Don’t even think about it,” murmured Yuanyuan in a low voice.

 

Even Shi Xi could sense the resentment. With his face battered and bruised, he pressed against his brothers, thinking that it was fortunate he didn’t utter those words just now. Otherwise, he would have lost face. Upon hearing Yuanyuan’s remark, he couldn’t help but smile, but it ended up pulling on the wounds at the corner of his lips.

 

He muttered under his breath.

 

These z30 people probably have something wrong with their heads.

 

Damn, even with their messed-up heads, they managed to find so many energy mines.

 

Although the so-called god just now gave him a strange feeling when he stabbed him, it didn’t stop Shi Xi from thinking these people were insane.

 

Being caught and tied up didn’t faze him; he even stretched his neck and asked, “What exactly do you guys want to do? Even if this guy is a god, how did you bring him from the upper star system to here? And that guy just now? Pledging allegiance? Besides beating people into submission, I haven’t heard of any demon clan pledging allegiance to anyone. What happened to him? Genetic disease? This guy can find ore, so you saved his life for that?!”

 

Yuanyuan kicked him, lazily saying, “You have too many questions, unlike me. I have just one question: Have you decided where you want your ashes scattered? I can allow you to choose an address.”

 

“Damn, are you serious? I just wanted to grab some of your energy ore, and there wouldn’t be much loss on both sides.”

 

Their surprise attacks were about speed, directly attacking and grabbing things before fleeing. For a few demon clans from nearby star systems, this was just a minor disturbance, although the commotion was indeed a bit excessive.

 

“High-grade energy ore only prevents the progression of genetic diseases; it doesn’t have a curing effect.”

 

Standing on the side, Yin Fan, still assessing Xinghui up and down to figure out if he had any other discomforts, explained after hearing Shi Xi’s words.

 

“Moreover, the upper star systems have been silent all along. Now, they suddenly exposed the news of the god. You can think about their purpose.”

 

“They concealed the fact about the twin gods.”

 

Yuanyuan continued, kicking Shi Xi’s knee this time. His actions were casual, but a dangerous aura surrounded him, like a carnivorous beast playing with its prey.

 

For some reason, he licked his lips, smiled suddenly, and tilted his head. Strands of hair brushed over his black horn and slid down, feeling somewhat smug.

 

“But fortunately, Lord God decided to come and save our desolate star system, boarding our airship.”

 

Xinghui sat on the side. He couldn’t see the current situation, nor did he know what to say. He could only seize the time to slowly restore his spiritual power using the energy mines around him. However, hearing Yuanyuan’s praise, Xinghui couldn’t hold back, and his toes curled on the ground.

 

Although he mistakenly boarded the wrong airship when escaping, it didn’t matter. The result was good.

 

Straightening his posture, lifting his chin slightly, and lowering his eyes, making sure eyelashes could cover most of his pupils, not allowing others to see his emotions clearly—

 

Recalling the fantasies he had heard about gods in the books, the small god sat upright, facing his dark history. Internally embarrassed, he clenched his hands tightly, maintaining a calm expression.

 

Obviously, Shi Xi, becoming the commander-in-chief of the z72 star system, might be a bit crazy and irritable, but he wasn’t a fool. He quickly figured out the twists and turns.

 

“…To centralize power for the royal family under the guise of believing in only one god? Then capture him to eliminate future troubles? They hid the fact about the twin gods.”

 

The playful smile on Shi Xi’s face disappeared. Leaning backward, he pressed harder on his brothers below. His expression turned cold, and he pulled his lips into a sneer.

 

“So, you’ve brought back a real god? I’m confused. How dare the Yuan family do this? Does Abyss not care? Do they allow them to treat their child like this? And the god represents the will of the cosmic abyss. In the cosmic abyss, we are naturally inferior. Do you really believe that a fallen god rejected by the alliance can save you?”

 

“At least he saved us now.”

 

“Ha? You’re quite optimistic. Twin gods, internal strife among brothers. How do you know that the little god you support won’t take advantage of your victory and then follow Abyss to exclude you? Turning on your benefactor is something our ancestors have experienced. I even thought about serving the alliance as a dog, but I didn’t expect you to become a dog first, Yuanyuan. Do you really think these lofty gods can understand the situation and feelings of the demon clan? At that time, it will be an empty proclamation, a little sympathy for our clan, followed by a return to the struggles of the past?”

 

Shi Xi sneered.

 

As if mocking everyone: Stop fooling yourselves. Don’t expect anything from your situation, don’t hold any hope for anyone. It has been like this from ancient times to the present.

 

They are a crazy race, and that’s how it should be.

 

“If you ask me, I might understand a bit.”

 

The god’s voice, clear and melodious, spoke first.

 

Shi Xi raised an eyebrow, looking at the blind little god still sitting there.

 

“I never intended to return to the Radiant Stars, and they are not my enemies. Not to mention, demon clan, I haven’t experienced your situation and have no right to judge, but I can understand to some extent. I’ve been through the same in these five years.”

 

The god stood up.

 

“Even if you choose not to believe, you shouldn’t be expelled from your original homeland and exiled to such a place. Perhaps it’s because I said such things that Mother is especially angry.”

 

His already limited attention was now completely shifted to the child who made him feel more comfortable.

 

But it doesn’t matter; he’s used to it.

 

Xinghui’s lips curled into a faint smile.

 

The little god usually tries hard to maintain a poker face, showing no emotions, whether it’s joy or timidity. His delicate face looks exquisite, and this smile is even more stunning at this moment.

 

But even though he was smiling, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness.

 

“You—”

 

Shi Xi tilted his head, looking at Xinghui standing not far from him.

 

The place where he had been attacked by Xinghui’s psychic force seemed to be hurting again, accompanied by a tingling discomfort reaching his heart.

 

He had been trying to avoid looking at Xinghui’s face since the psychic invasion.

 

Because ever since Xinghui invaded his mind, his emotions had been strange.

 

It was like explosive dynamite finally being triggered.

 

He felt that if he had faced Xinghui instead of Yuanyuan just now, he wouldn’t have been able to say those attacking words.

 

“But it doesn’t matter. Although I don’t like you a bit now because of what happened just now, I never think my viewpoint is wrong.”

 

Xinghui’s expression remained calm, calmly turning his head to find Yuanyuan’s direction.

 

“Is everything arranged? I want to go see together.”

 

Yuanyuan, upon hearing Xinghui’s words, had been keeping his gaze on the resilient and determined little god. He responded and couldn’t help but think.

 

In this situation, should he comfort him a bit?

 

According to what the little god likes—

 

Wings? Or the small horns?

 

Meanwhile, Shi Xi froze when Xinghui stated that he never thought his viewpoint was wrong.

 

The god stood in front of him, appearing calm, composed, and unusually earnest.

 

As if emitting a glow.

 

Shi Xi just felt—

 

His heart was pounding madly.

 

Author’s note:

 

Yuanyuan: This is the time for me to contribute! Little horns, wings, or—

 

Xinghui: I want devotion! Quickly!

 

Shi Xi: This is heart-fluttering—

 

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