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

The Dark High Priest led Wen Yubai to the entrance of the prayer hall and then stopped.

Wen Yubai looked at him with some confusion, her eyes saying: Aren't you coming in?

The Dark High Priest simply shook his head slightly at him, his eyes carrying a hint of reassurance, indicating that he could go in alone.

As the hall doors closed, the Dark High Priest leaned against the wall and finally let out a long breath.

When he first found Erebus, he had already suspected his identity.

That child's dark talent was ridiculously high; his elemental affinity was like that of a dark elemental prodigy. He had never seen such talent in all his years of life.

He speculated that Erebus was a descendant of some ancient dark bloodline, or, to be even bolder, the illegitimate son of the Dark God who had been separated from his family.

But who could have imagined that Erebus was the god of darkness himself?

This time, the news of the Dark God's awakening was only told to him.

He clearly did not want to publicize it as openly as the God of Light.

After calming down, the Dark High Priest had to admit that it was a wise move.

The faith in the God of Light is now at its zenith on the continent of Light, while the faith in the Dark Temple is far less prominent.

If news of the awakening of the God of Darkness reaches the ears of the God of Light, that deity will likely not let the opportunity to take advantage of His weakened state pass by.

The Dark High Priest quickly reviewed recent events in his mind.

He always felt that the appearance of gods in the world was not a good thing.

What puzzled him even more was that the first person the Dark God summoned after his awakening was the Holy Son of Light.

I don't know what He wants to do.

And that fully automatic dark prayer machine sold terribly.

The Dark High Priest sighed, planning to secretly discuss a plan with his brother when he had some free time.

-

The prayer hall of the Dark Temple is stylistically very different from that of the Temple of Light.

The walls here are a mix of red and black, and the dome is painted with ancient star maps outlined in dark gold lines, as if the entire night sky were suspended upside down overhead.

When Wen Yubai walked in, he found a man standing in front of the statue in the center of the hall.

The man was tall and slender, dressed in a black robe, with neat short black hair that made him appear even more aloof and reserved.

"Erebus?"

Wen Yubai was somewhat surprised. He thought the God of Darkness had summoned him alone, but he didn't expect Erebus to be there as well.

Erebus turned around at the sound, and a barely perceptible hint of tension flashed in his scarlet eyes the moment they met Wen Yubai's gaze.

"Yu Bai".

Wen Yubai looked around, but the statue hadn't changed, and he didn't see the deity. He casually asked:

"Were you also summoned by the gods?"

Erebus's expression changed.

Wen Yubai was naturally perceptive, and seeing his unnatural expression, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.

He probed in a half-joking tone:

"Erebus, are you the god of darkness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fleeting look of panic crossed Erebus's expression.

Then he lowered his eyes and said, "How could that be? I... I have already met with the gods, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking much faster than usual.

Wen Yubai said "Oh" and looked at his back suspiciously.

Erebus had indeed intended to confess just now.

But when Wen Yubai asked, "Could you be the God of Darkness?" He saw no surprise in those eyes, only a hint of coldness.

The God of Darkness had a premonition that if he confessed on the spot today, it would probably not end well.

He walked out of the prayer hall, his figure vanished in an instant, and then descended back into the hall in another identity.

-

Wen Yubai, who was quietly waiting for the gods inside, suddenly felt the atmosphere around him change abruptly.

The statue before them became illusory, then quickly solidified into a figure.

He couldn't see the face clearly, only a pair of scarlet eyes, deep and unfathomable, containing an indescribable pressure.

"Lord of Darkness."

Wen Yubai immediately lowered his head, preparing to kneel on one knee, his mind racing with the upcoming plot, and adjusted his facial expression.

The God of Darkness will surely question why the Son of Light has come here. He must first denigrate the Light, and then naturally introduce the shift in his own faith...

Before his knees could bend, a gentle force lifted him up.

Wen Yubai was taken aback.

The next second, he heard the voice of the Dark God come from above: "Come here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yubai's body took a step forward uncontrollably, and in a flash, he was in front of the god.

But a layer of fog still covered my vision, making it impossible to see clearly.

Wen Yubai opened his mouth, then continued to deliver his lines professionally: "Great Lord of Darkness, only you can lead justice, the God of Light...

Before he could finish saying "public," a cool finger touched his lips.

Wen Yubai's pupils contracted slightly.

"I don't want to hear about other gods from you. I already know everything about you, and there's no need for further explanation."

Wen Yubai was locked onto by those red eyes and dared not move for a moment.

But the god's fingers did not move away; the warmth of his fingertips traveled through his lips, making the hairs on the back of his body stand on end.

He used the gesture of lowering his head to remove the finger from his lips, his voice remaining relatively calm.

"Lord Dark God, don't you doubt me?"

"Don't worry, I trust you."

This trust came without any reason, making Wen Yubai feel even more uneasy, and he couldn't help but ask again:

Why?

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand gently stroked his face, forcing him to tilt his head back and meet the eyes of the god.

This question seems difficult for the gods to answer.

The God of Darkness looked at the indifferent face before him, cradled in his palm. The young man stared at him with clear eyes, his gaze filled with confusion and wariness, yet it still stirred something within the God of Darkness, making Him want to do something.

This posture and perspective were something Erebus could never have seen.

But if he were the God of Darkness, he could do it easily.

The question that the God of Darkness didn't know how to answer suddenly had an answer.

"Because you are beautiful, I like you."

Wen Yubai's pupils dilated instantly, as if he doubted that there was something wrong with his ears.

Coupled with the Dark God's ambiguous actions, he froze. He didn't care whether he would anger the god and reflexively took a step back.

The Dark God's hand missed its target. Looking at the young man who was trying to appear calm, he slowly withdrew his hand.

Forget it, we can't rush things.

"Go down."

Wen Yubai felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He tried his best to keep his steps steady until he walked out of the prayer hall before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Something's not right about this Dark God.

What kind of deity would say such things to a believer they have just met?

Wen Yubai was still a little flustered, but when he looked up, he saw that Erebus was still at the door.

What are you doing here?

"I'll wait for you to have lunch together."

Wen Yubai glanced at him and noticed an unnatural blush on his cold, handsome face.

Why is your face red?

"...It's hot."

Wen Yubai didn't think much of it; his mind was still replaying the Dark God's strange attitude.

As the two walked side by side, Erebus suddenly spoke up: "Yu Bai, how did you feel after seeing the gods?"

Wen Yubai was silent for a moment.

"Hmm...it's alright."

"It's just a little strange."

Dark God: ?

Wasn't He just showing strength, gentleness, and compassion?