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

The God of Darkness set aside a separate space within the divine realm for Wen Yubai to practice dark magic.

Because of the extremely high concentration of dark elements in the divine realm, Wen Yubai can cast low-level spells without the aid of a magic wand.

He muttered an incantation under his breath, controlling the dark elements to condense a translucent blade that slashed forward. With his mental power, he could currently control five blades to launch attacks simultaneously; the next step was to try and condense a sixth...

The Dark God stood at the edge of space, his gaze following every move.

Yu Bai was diligently practicing dark magic, while He was intently watching him.

At this moment, the divine realm suddenly experienced a slight tremor.

The elemental blades controlled by Wen Yubai disintegrated into specks of light, and a cracking sound came from above. He looked up.

A crack appeared in the deep blue sky, space distorted, and then a tall, slender figure stepped out.

Wen Yubai couldn't see the person's face clearly, but she did see that signature head of long pink hair.

It's Lovey-N.

The Dark God's expression changed slightly, and he instantly moved to block Wen Yubai's path.

Wen Yubai could only see His broad back, and then he heard the voice of the God of Darkness:

"Yu Bai, you can go out now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle force enveloped him, and the divine realm in his vision quickly receded into the distance.

After confirming that Wen Yubai had left, the gentle expression on the Dark God's face vanished, replaced by anger.

"God of Love, who gave you the audacity to trespass into my divine realm?"

"Darkness, you've kept him locked up for so long. If I hadn't come, were you planning to keep him locked up for life?"

Lovin's gaze slowly returned from the direction where Wen Yubai had disappeared to the Dark God.

Sensing the intense aura of the Dark God emanating from Wen Yubai, His expression turned grim, and His anger was no less than that of the Dark God himself.

After the two gods finished discussing their unpleasant shared topic, they began to fight.

"boom--"

The divine forces collided, and space trembled in the impact.

-

Wen Yubai's vision blurred, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in the prayer hall of the temple.

He stood before the statue, lost in thought.

The fact that the Dark God granted Lovin the authority to freely enter the divine realm indicates that the Dark God's feelings for the protagonist are extraordinary.

That makes sense. The Dark God is a sucker for good looks, and Lovin is so handsome, so it's normal for their relationship to develop quickly.

The Dark God deliberately sent him out, most likely for an extremely private conversation.

Wen Yubai recalled the original plot and suddenly a thought popped into his head:

Is it time for the God of Darkness to depose Erebus, the Son of Darkness, and make Lovin take his place?

Wen Yubai thought that perhaps he should go and see his good brother, and give him a few subtle hints so that he could be mentally prepared in advance and not be too heartbroken.

For several days in a row, they did not see Erebus.

He went to ask the Dark High Priest, but the priest stammered and looked around, unable to say for sure where Erebus had gone.

strangeness.

Wen Yubai frowned, guessing that Erebus might be on a secret mission and couldn't even tell him.

He snapped out of his thoughts and, since he couldn't find the person, decided not to worry about it anymore.

Since the God of Darkness did not take him to the divine realm, he practiced magic on his own, striving to become proficient in intermediate-level magic as soon as possible.

He was the only person in the entire temple who was free, and no one else usually bothered him. This allowed him to concentrate on his training and make rapid progress, and he was already able to touch the edge of intermediate magic.

He whispered the incantation, and his magic staff drew a magic circle in the air, from which a dark snake darted out.

It circled in the air once, but suddenly went out of control and exploded, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

It failed; it was ultimately just a little short.

Too much of a good thing can be bad, so Wen Yubai didn't force himself. After finishing training, he returned to his room and took a shower.

As he passed the full-length mirror, drying his half-dry hair, he suddenly raised his hand and manipulated dark elements, which swirled around him, giving him an air of malevolence.

Like an evil villain.

If those people from the Temple of Light saw this, who could say he hadn't betrayed the Light? He's become so obviously corrupted.

Wen Yubai was amused by his own thoughts and smiled.

Then, looking at the image in the mirror, his smile suddenly froze, and his pupils dilated instantly.

In the mirror, a figure had appeared behind him at some point, with long platinum blonde hair falling to his shoulders and intertwining with his black hair.

A hand reached out from behind and slowly wrapped around his waist. The force was light, yet it pinned him to the spot.

A deep, calm voice filled the room.

"Tell me, my believer, why is your body filled with darkness?"

He pulled him into his arms, his warm breath falling on his ear.

Are you getting revenge for not satisfying you?

"Um?"

Wen Yubai met the eyes reflected in the mirror. Those golden eyes, which should have been as bright as the sun, were now dimly lit, devoid of the compassion that belonged to light, appearing so...

Danger.

Run away quickly!

However, Wen Yubai's body was completely unable to move, as it was firmly imprisoned by an inexplicable pressure.

He tried to unleash magic, but the dark elements all fled far away, completely out of his control.

The element of light strangely approached him, constantly trying to penetrate his body.

The chest behind me was warm, like the gentlest sunshine in spring.

But this warmth sent chills down Wen Yubai's spine. He tried his best to remain calm and think of a way to break the deadlock.

The God of Light sensed it.

The person in his arms trembled very slightly, his whole body tense, as if he had encountered something that terrified him.

The God of Light was slightly taken aback, then sighed, and the divine pressure receded like a tide.

He admitted that when He saw the once pure child being permeated with darkness from the inside out, his very source of magic reversed, an emotion called anger arose in His heart.

But can we blame His little believers?

The young believer was so young and had so little experience; it was just a misunderstanding that led him down the wrong path.

It's alright; light, kindness, and generosity can purify him.

The God of Light raised his hand and gently stroked the young man's head.

"I have never favored Lovey-Joy, but next time you will be the only one by my side."

He paused. Light never needed to explain itself to anyone, but at this moment He felt it necessary to make things clear.

The little believer is too stubborn; He is worried that he will fall into depravity because of his desires.

The God of Light gently stroked the youth's hair, carrying a warm breeze to dry his half-dry hair little by little.

"I grant you permission to approach and touch me; I will fulfill all your secret desires that you dare not speak aloud."

Those golden eyes regained their compassion and clarity, meeting the gaze of the little believer in the mirror, and He said:

"Even something worse than what I dream about is acceptable, because you are a believer I cherish."

"So, let us regain our faith in the light."

Wen Yubai's mind was completely stunned by the words of the God of Light.

Especially the last part, which sounded very strange, but Wen Yubai looked at the God of Light's calm appearance, so it didn't seem like something improper.

Wen Yubai spoke with difficulty:

"What are you saying?"

"Has anything happened between us?"

The God of Light paused, unable to understand the little believer's words, even though they clearly...

If He understands correctly, this falls into the realm of intimacy in human behavior.

He gazed into the eyes of the little believer, eyes that were clean and clear, devoid of any desire, filled only with pure doubt and confusion, completely different from the one in the dream.

It's like that beautiful dream, existing only in His memory.