The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Since that tender and beautiful dream, the God of Light has not entered the dreams of the little believers for a long time.

Every time He saw those flowers, plants, and vines, He would think of the little believer's watery eyes and the words "I want you," and then a strange feeling would spread over him.

shy?

The moment this thought popped into his head, even the God of Light was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly remembered the God of Desire.

That unrestrained and unruly god, who feeds on the desires of all living beings, attempted to seduce Him with the most alluring gestures in the world.

But for Him, desire is the shackles of the weak and the beginning of depravity.

So He killed the god of desire, stripped him of his authority, and gave it to the god of love.

The God of Light still remembers the God of Desire's shattered face, twisted with resentment, at the moment of his annihilation.

"Light, I curse you with my last vestige of divinity."

"One day, you will fall into the desires you abhor, and never be able to escape."

The God of Light found it laughable.

He never abhorred desire, so how could the curse have come true?

If He has desires, He will satisfy them; desires are merely catalysts for fallen gods, but light will never fall.

Thinking of this, the God of Light felt it was time to meet the young believer.

As before, He drew that familiar presence into the dream.

However, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.

God of Light:…

A somewhat uncertain thought suddenly surfaced in the God of Light's mind:

Was it because I didn't do well enough last time that the younger believers were dissatisfied?

-

Wen Yubai knew nothing about the thoughts and actions of the God of Light.

He only felt a distortion before his eyes, and the next second, he was teleported by the God of Order to an unfamiliar place.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, their canopies intertwining overhead to form a dark green dome. Thick vines coil around the trunks like giant pythons, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. Fireflies dance among the trees, like someone has spilled a jar of broken stars.

Tranquil, peaceful, and full of life.

"Where is this?"

Wen Yubai had no interest in appreciating the scenery. He turned around and saw the God of Order leaning against a tree not far away, playing with a drooping vine in his hand.

"What about Erebus?"

The God of Order answered his first question.

"This is where the forest god fell."

"He is the gentlest and kindest of all the gods, and has never participated in the conflicts among the gods, yet conflicts have come to Him.

He raised his head slightly, and his emerald green eyes appeared exceptionally deep in the light and shadow.

"Want to know who killed Him?"

Wen Yubai wasn't really concerned about the gods' historical grudges; he was very clear about his purpose in coming here.

Where is Erebus?

The God of Order did not speak, but simply gazed at him silently.

Wen Yubai understood.

Even gods have a desire to express themselves.

So, in order to get to the point quickly, he had no choice but to ask a question.

"Who killed Him?"

The God of Order shook his head, a half-smile playing on his lips. "The Forest God committed suicide."

"He was too kind, choosing self-destruction for the survival of the elves. His body became mountains, his blood became streams, and his authority..."

At this point, the God of Order paused, and his tone suddenly became subtle.

"His authority was inherited by your merciful and generous God of Light."

"It's a pity that fate did not favor the elves."

"After His death, the elves angered the light by trying to reclaim the authority of the forest god and were wiped out."

"Beneath every inch of the earth where you stand now lie the bones of elves, who wait on this land, guarding their obsessions and resentments..."

Wen Yubai listened quietly as the God of Order finished telling the "ghost story".

To be honest, I didn't find it that creepy, because he wasn't the "murderer" in the story.

He didn't understand why the God of Order would tell him these things. Perhaps it was because he was the Son of Light and wanted to ruin the goodwill of Light in front of Him in order to achieve the goal of turning him against Him?

The God of Order was getting impatient; he had to first pledge allegiance to the God of Darkness before it would be his turn.

Wen Yubai was not particularly surprised by what the God of Light had done.

He never had any affection for the gods of this world.

Whether elves or humans, to the high and mighty gods, they are nothing but ants.

Admittedly, he admired the forest god's dedication to his people, but that was all.

Wen Yubai patiently waited for the God of Order to continue. Since the other party had deliberately revealed that Erebus was in danger, he must have had ulterior motives and wouldn't let him make a wasted trip.

The God of Order looked at his calm reaction, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, before chuckling softly.

"As you know, wisdom allows me to see through everything. I'm happy to answer any questions you may have."

Wen Yubai asked honestly, "Can you tell me where Erebus is?"

The God of Order raised an eyebrow. "Is he more important to you than the gods?"

Wen Yubai looked at him expressionlessly.

Isn't that obvious? The God of Light only causes trouble, while his good brother is "sincerely" helping him lose money.

The God of Order seemed to read the answer in his expression and sighed with some regret.

"Okay, come with me."

"But before that, you may need to prepare yourself mentally."

-

Consciousness is falling into an endless abyss.

Erebus was tightly wrapped in countless sticky, cold substances.

Those were decaying plant roots, eerie vines like withered bones, like countless hands reaching out from hell, their nails digging into his flesh, frantically gnawing at it.

Countless voices rang in his ears at the same time, a resentment so intense it was almost tangible.

"Give it back to us, give authority back to our gods!"

"Fate has never been changed; you deceived it, and you will pay the price!"

"Liar, butcher, hypocrite! Die, die, die!"

……

Vicious curses came in waves, each one filled with deep-seated hatred.

He tried to open his eyes, but all he saw was darkness.

Erebus tried his best to mobilize his magic, but felt as if the power within him was being suppressed by something, heavy and sluggish.

He clearly remembered that Lovin had approached him and said he could take him to find his lost memories, for a price of only fifty gold coins.

Although it's expensive, Erebus can still manage to gather the necessary items by borrowing from the Dark High Priest and the Son of Light.

He agreed to Lloyd's request and followed him for a long time.

And then, how did I end up in a place like this?

-

in reality.

Erebus knelt on the ground, enveloped by countless translucent objects that emitted a ghostly green glow.

Those things looked like a mixture of some kind of mutated plant and skeleton.

Some resembled broken, transparent wings, some resembled crippled limbs, and some resembled withered, gray eyes.

They densely covered Erebus's entire body, gradually shrinking and devouring it.

Erebus's body emitted a faint green glow, flickering and dimming with each flash, as if foreshadowing the imminent extinguishing of his life.

Not far from him stood a figure.

There was no pity on the man's face. Pink light swirled around his slender fingertips, spreading out to weave a faint, indistinct net that enveloped Erebus, yet did not tighten it hastily.

It's poised and ready, as if it's waiting for something.