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

Lovin waited for the right moment; once the green light was completely extinguished, it would be the best opportunity for him to devour the darkness.

But instead of the right opportunity, an unexpected person appeared.

The blazing holy light condensed into several blades of light in mid-air, slashing down at the resentment that was entangled with Erebus.

Wherever the light blade passed, the air hissed as it scorched.

With Lovin's power, he could easily stop these light blades and the person casting the spell with just a flick of his finger.

But He did not.

Lovin was all too familiar with this aura; he was even worried about harming it, so he involuntarily reduced the power of the dense net.

When the light blade touched those resentments, they immediately let out a piercing, shrill scream, instinctively trying to dissipate, but were suppressed by Lovin.

It wasn't until the man was almost upon Erebus that He finally made a move.

Pink threads suddenly appeared from the void, blocking Wen Yubai's path.

Those resentments are far beyond what an ordinary person can withstand.

But the young man was not appreciative. He stopped and turned to look at Lovin, his usually indifferent face showing a rare hint of anger.

"Lovin, what exactly do you want?"

Lovin looked at him, her long pink hair gently lifted by the night breeze, her tone as calm as if she were talking about something trivial.

"Can't you tell? I want Him dead."

Wen Yubai was stunned, his mind racing.

Erebus and Lowin had no grudges against each other. Their relationship wasn't particularly good, but they would chat amicably. Why would Lowin want to kill him?

What else could it be?

Wen Yubai took a deep breath and looked directly into Lovin's eyes.

"Is it because of me?"

He wasn't narcissistic; he just couldn't think of any other reason why Lowein would target Erebus, besides resenting his close relationship with him.

"The one who caused you distress is me. You should kill me, not him."

Wen Yubai stated this fact: Lovin had misunderstood; he should have taken revenge on himself, and Erebus was completely innocent.

One of the world's requirements is that one cannot be killed by anyone except Lovin.

Wen Yubai went through the requirements in his mind. Aside from the fact that his misdeeds inadvertently made the Temple money, the others seemed to fit the bill quite well.

Even if I die at Lovin's hands, leaving this world now doesn't mean I haven't completely completed my mission.

His words caused a change in Lovein's expression.

A crack appeared in that calm facade, revealing the turbulent undercurrents beneath.

Do you care about Him that much?

Are you so concerned that you'd risk your life for it?

Jealousy, anger, resentment... countless negative emotions overflowed.

He raised his hand, and pink threads converged in one direction, transforming into countless chains that bound Wen Yubai's body.

Caught off guard, Wen Yubai was lifted into the air by the force and crashed heavily into someone's arms.

"Lovin, you!"

At this moment, there was not a trace of a smile on Lovin's face, like the sky before a storm, with layer upon layer of dark clouds pressing down.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress it, but his eyes grew darker and darker, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Why?

Tell me, why do you care about him so much?

Wen Yubai subconsciously tried to turn his head away from that suffocating gaze, but was firmly held in place by the other party.

He seemed to have become a puppet, bound by the strings that wrapped around his body, unable to move.

Wen Yubai's heart skipped a beat. Was the protagonist's magic really that strong?

He dared not provoke Lovin any further, lest he really anger Lovin and cause some consequences he did not want to see.

He didn't want to seek help from that strange god of order again, so he suppressed his panic, softened his tone, and tried to appease the other party:

"Lovein, calm down."

He glanced at the pitiful Erebus out of the corner of his eye, not daring to utter the word "kill" to provoke Lovin.

Erebus's breathing was getting weaker and weaker; he couldn't delay any longer.

Wen Yubai racked his brains to organize his thoughts:

"What I care about is not him, but the reputation of the temple."

"Lovin, as a chosen one of the light, you should be pure and kind. It's wrong to bully others..."

However, Lovin didn't give him a chance to continue.

He pinched Wen Yubai's chin and lifted his face up a little more.

The unreal beauty of that face showed no improvement; in fact, it was even more somber than before.

He watched as Wen Yubai's lips parted and closed, her words sweet but her body language betraying her rejection, her eyes secretly glancing elsewhere, as if she thought He couldn't see her...

Whom are you thinking about, and who do you care about?

It wasn't me after all.

Once the thought popped into Lloyd's head, it spread like poison through his mind, completely eroding his reason.

His fingertips pressed heavily against Wen Yubai's lips, as if such torment would punish his hypocrisy.

But it's not enough, far from enough.

Why do you always have to look at others? Wouldn't it be better to just look at me?

Lowe's voice lowered, as if he were talking to himself, and an eerie tenderness appeared on his breathtaking face.

"Yu Bai".

Loven called his name, her voice tender, like a sigh.

"Watch me."

The moment the words left his mouth, Wen Yubai felt his heart skip a beat.

The threads that were originally just wrapped around the body suddenly tightened, slowly seeping deep into the body, as if even the soul was being bound.

All his senses were shrouded in shadow at that moment.

All he could hear was Lovin's almost pleading voice, and all he could see were those eyes that seemed to want to devour him.

"Love me, okay?"

Her breath was warm, close to his ear, and every word she uttered carried an irresistible power.

Wen Yubai's pupils gradually dilated, all resistance vanished, his lips parted slightly, and a sound escaped involuntarily.

"I love you..."

Loven's fingers trembled slightly.

Who loves me?

Wen Yubai's lips opened and closed again.

"I……"

The moment he received the answer, Loven was overjoyed.

His hand slid from his brow bone to his cheekbone, and then from his cheekbone to his chin, gently tracing the image of his beloved.

A smile curved his lips as he lowered his head, but just as they were about to touch, his gaze swept over the young man's eyes.

Those eyes were looking at Him, yet it was as if they weren't looking at Him at all.

His pupils were unfocused, his gaze empty, devoid of any love.

Even though the other person was still under His power and forced to say "I love you," He saw a forced and unwilling soul.

Lovin froze, suddenly realizing how ridiculous he was.

The pleasure receded like the tide, leaving behind only desolation and coldness.

That false affection has dissipated.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting two shadows, and his icy blue eyes dimmed.

Loven waved silently, and several huge leaves fell from the tree, forming a makeshift bed.

He gently picked up the unconscious Wen Yubai and placed him on the small bed. Then he reached out and stroked the stray hairs on the young man's forehead, his fingertips lingering for a moment.

Lorvian quickly withdrew his hand and stood up straight.

The moment he turned around, all emotion vanished from his face, replaced by coldness and anger.

A bow materialized in His hand.