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

"Knock knock".

A knock on the door broke the tense atmosphere inside.

Erebus's voice followed, tinged with joy and excitement.

"Yu Bai, I heard you were looking for me."

Wen Yubai didn't dare to move when he heard the man's voice outside the door.

He sometimes really lamented Erebus's bad luck, wondering how he could be so unlucky.

When I was looking for him in the temple before, I couldn't even see a trace of him, but now, at this critical moment, he suddenly appeared.

He was afraid that the God of Light might feel offended and casually kill Erebus.

Wen Yubai glanced at the God of Light, but fortunately the other's eyes remained calm and there was no other movement, as if he had no curiosity about the person knocking on the door.

"Erebus, I'm not available right now, you should go back first."

He tried his best to make his voice sound steady and normal.

There was a pause outside the door, then Erebus's voice rang out again:

"it is good."

Wen Yubai breathed a sigh of relief, her mind racing, trying to figure out how to fool this god in front of her.

He opened his mouth, about to say something to stall for time.

The next second, a white light shield suddenly appeared around the God of Light, and a dark attack collided with the light shield, exploding into ripples.

Erebus's figure appeared from the void and landed on the other side of the room.

He had noticed something was off about Wen Yubai's voice when he was outside the door, and there was also a nauseating smell in the room.

Then He appeared in the room, where a figure stood with his back to Him, his hand firmly clasped around Wen Yubai's waist, encircling him in his arms.

Wen Yubai has been taken hostage.

This thought clouded His judgment, and He acted without thinking.

But to His surprise, the attack was blocked so easily.

The "person" slowly turned around, tightly protecting Wen Yubai in his arms, his golden eyes fixed on the newcomer with indifferent gaze.

The moment Erebus met those eyes, he recognized the other person's identity.

No wonder He found this aura so repulsive.

Erebus narrowed his eyes. He was unsure whether the light had recognized him, so he first concealed his aura and suppressed the urge to attack directly.

Exposing one's identity directly would put them at a disadvantage, but if they are not discovered, they can find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack and rescue the person.

When Wen Yubai saw that the person who broke in was Erebus, he almost blurted out, "Are you looking for death?"

But he forced the word "death" back down before it could be uttered.

He gave a stiff, forced smile, replacing it dryly with:

"Is it urgent? I have some private matters to discuss with...this friend. Why don't you head back first?"

He hoped Erebus would be more perceptive.

Hearing Wen Yubai's worried voice, Erebus felt a warmth in his heart, but he didn't have time to savor it right now.

He silently searched for the God of Light's weakness, wondering how he could safely rescue Wen Yubai.

Then, in the next second, He no longer needed to worry about calculating, because He heard the voice of the God of Light:

"Dark God, it's been a long time."

When these words were spoken, the Dark God's first reaction was to look at Wen Yubai's expression.

The young man's eyes, which had been filled with worry, widened slightly upon hearing the words "God of Darkness," revealing a look of astonishment.

He froze for a moment, then his gaze gradually turned cold, eventually settling into an indifference he had never seen before.

The God of Darkness's heart sank; He desperately wanted to explain:

"Yu Bai, I..."

Wen Yubai avoided His gaze, unwilling to look at Him or listen to His explanation.

He truly considered Erebus a brother.

But how could Erebus be the god of darkness?

How could that dull, stubborn, unlucky person, who saved my life several times, be one of the main characters, a god?

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging emotions in his chest.

Just then, his eyelids were touched.

Wen Yubai opened his eyes and met the gaze of the God of Light, which was so close to his own, compassionate and holy, as if it could encompass everything in the world.

His fingertips lingered below his eyelids, gently stroking him as if to soothe him.

Are you unhappy? Don't be sad, I'll take you away.

The light seemed truly gentle; He never punished this believer who betrayed the light.

Wen Yubai looked at Him, his heart filled with mixed feelings. If he took the initiative to ask the God of Light to spare him, would this merciful deity agree?

Aside from the initial greeting, the God of Light never glanced at the God of Darkness again; His attention remained fixed on Wen Yubai.

Noticing the youth's relaxation and his lack of rejection, the God of Light's gaze softened.

He put his arm around Wen Yubai's shoulder, and platinum-gold light spread out from beneath his feet.

Seeing that the God of Light was about to take the person away, the God of Darkness, who had been completely ignored, could no longer tolerate it.

"Put him down."

The power of the storm lashed out from the dark god's palm, shattering the closing white light.

As the white light dissipated, the God of Light raised his eyes and said calmly:

"Darkness, if you hadn't managed to replace my life with the power of death, you would have perished a thousand years ago."

"Isn't it better to live a good life? Why do you have to court death?"

The God of Darkness sneered and said, "It's been so long, Light, you're still as arrogant as ever."

The God of Light did not respond.

His golden eyes darkened slightly, and divine power began to surge around him.

The God of Darkness, not to be outdone, unleashed his divine power.

Wen Yubai gasped. He saw that the teacup on the table had been cracked, and the solid wood bookshelf was swaying slightly, with many exquisite porcelain ornaments on it about to fall.

He recalled how the Dark High Priest had proudly declared during the temple's major renovations that he had personally designed the interior of this room, using the most expensive furniture and the most exquisite decorations…

Seeing a vase slide off the bookshelf, Wen Yubai reacted faster than he thought, rushing forward to catch it.

The two deities' aura was rising steadily, and one could only imagine what would happen here once they started fighting.

Wen Yubai couldn't help but remind him, "This is my room."

The implied meaning is that we should go out and fight.

The two deities paused, glanced at Wen Yubai who was holding the vase, and understood.

In the next instant, they teleported out simultaneously, shifting the battlefield to mid-air and thoughtfully setting up a barrier.

Wen Yubai put the vase back in its place, stood by the window and looked out. The night sky was illuminated by the power of the two gods, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Perhaps the barrier blocked most of his senses, so he couldn't see the specific actions clearly, only the golden and black lights colliding and intertwining in the air.

He glanced at it twice, then looked away.

He didn't care at all about the outcome of the battle; whoever won or lost wouldn't benefit him.

Wen Yubai strode to the door, and just as he was about to step out, he bumped into a transparent barrier.

Even when he used the most powerful attack magic, the barrier remained completely unmoved.

Wen Yu has a headache.

He knew it! All these main characters are the same!

Meow~

A cat's meow came from behind.