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

The God of Order stood in front of the God of Light, his hand forming a fist, and the power of space spread out in layers in his palm, sealing off the entire void.

He didn't expect this to imprison the God of Light; He only wanted to delay for a while, to let Yu Bai run further away.

The God of Order raised his chin and called out to the God of Light, "Light, why are you so fixated on him? Could it be that you've taken that dream seriously?"

"Tsk, how ridiculous. Nothing actually happened between you two. It was just a dream you had born out of your desires."

Although the God of Order could not see what the God of Light had experienced in the dream, He could detect a certain hidden desire from the aura emanating from that dream.

Any god would change his expression upon hearing such provocative words.

But the God of Light showed no change in expression.

Golden eyes gazed calmly at the God of Order, as if looking at a noisy insect.

He said calmly, "I know."

"But whether it's true or false makes no difference to me; I never deny the existence of desire."

"The fall of those gods a thousand years ago was not because desire itself was invincible, but because they were weak and thus bound by desire."

The God of Order could no longer maintain the casual smile on his lips.

In the Age of Gods, the God of Light was the most aloof, always alone and never participating in the power struggles among the gods.

At that time, the God of Order naively believed that Light was cold-hearted and indifferent, naturally immune to all worldly conflicts.

Therefore, during that war of the gods, He suspected the god of death who fed on the end of all things, the god of war who regarded victory as the highest glory, and even the god of darkness who hid in the abyss.

The only thing they never doubted was that the God of Light was the mastermind behind everything.

He couldn't understand it.

Why does the God of Light harbor such deep malice towards the other gods?

No, this was not malicious.

Malice at least generates emotions, but the God of Light killing them is more like an obstacle that must be removed to achieve a certain goal, rather than them being His enemies.

The God of Order saw no negative emotions directed at him from the eyes of light.

Even when he had just pointed out his desires, the God of Light remained completely at ease.

It seems that admitting to having desires does not diminish His divinity in the slightest, because He never believed that it could affect Him.

But the God of Light is indeed far stronger than Him, a fact acknowledged by the God of Order.

He couldn't defeat the Light, not even in his prime, let alone after giving the Sea God's authority to Wen Yubai, which made him even less likely to win.

He thought he had plenty of experience in escaping, but this time the God of Light was too vigilant, and he couldn't find a chance to get away.

In their hasty escape, the God of Light found a weakness in their defenses.

"Click."

One of the ribs of the God of Order was pulled out by the God of Light.

Golden blood gushed out, and the intense pain caused the God of Order's consciousness to go blank for a brief moment.

He gritted his teeth and retreated quickly, finally creating some distance between himself and the enemy.

Before they could even catch their breath, the next wave of attacks came crashing down.

The surrounding space was twisted and distorted by the light blades, trapping Him in the center.

There's no escaping it.

For the first time, the God of Order felt fear.

He lived for a long time, witnessed the fall of the gods, and always thought that he had long since become indifferent to "death".

But when that thought actually came close, He found that He was still afraid.

Just then, a figure tore through the light barrier and stood in front of Him.

The young man's black hair flew wildly, and his dark eyes gleamed slightly in the golden light. He held a sword in his right hand.

The sword was entirely dark blue. As soon as it was drawn, the seawater surged upside down, transforming into a deep blue sword curtain that stretched across the void, crashing into the light pouring down from the sky.

Light and ocean, two forces, collided violently in mid-air.

In just three seconds, the seawater was scorched into steam, and the sword curtain crumbled inch by inch.

But three seconds was enough. Wen Yubai grabbed the God of Order by the waist and teleported away with Him.

However, his arm was still injured by the aftershocks of the light. A deep, long wound stretched from his wrist to his elbow, with bright red blood mixed with gold dripping down his arm.

"Why are you back?" The voice of the God of Order was hoarse and barely audible.

Wen Yubai looked at the God of Order, who was covered in wounds and looked disheveled.

Her usually playful eyes were now wide open, staring straight at him, looking somewhat dazed.

"If you don't come back, are you waiting to collect your corpse?"

The God of Order was stunned.

It felt like something had stabbed my chest hard, a sour and burning sensation.

He subconsciously tried to suppress this unfamiliar emotion, but found that it was completely out of his control; his heart was beating harder and harder, as if it were about to jump out of his throat.

The God of Order wanted to say: You idiot, why did you come back? Do you know how dangerous it was?

Or perhaps he'd smirk and joke: "What, you can't bear to part with me?"

But in the end, all the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

Wen Yubai had no idea what was churning in the God of Order's heart.

He's in a real hurry.

The God of Order should have left first, while he stayed behind to delay.

He was confident that the God of Light would not kill him, but the God of Light did not show such mercy to the God of Order.

Even though Wen Yubai tried his best to deflect the attack from the God of Light with his sword, his tiger's mouth was still numb from the shock, which was enough to show how troublesome the God of Light was.

At that moment, a golden light fell upon him.

Wen Yubai instinctively wanted to resist, but found that the light was not malicious; on the contrary, it was warm and pure, like the sunshine of early spring.

The burn mark on my arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all my fatigue was swept away.

Wen Yubai raised his head and looked towards the source of the light.

"Lord of Light, could you please spare Order? I don't know why you insist on exterminating all the gods, but Order..."

"Yu Bai, you have been seduced by order."

The God of Light looked down at Wen Yubai, his golden eyes filled with compassion and gentleness—the mercy of a god towards a lost believer.

He stretched out his hand to him and said, "Come back to me."

Wen Yubai did not argue. He now somewhat understood why the God of Order said that the light could not understand human speech.

He remained outwardly calm, but secretly gave the God of Order a wink:

Hurry up.

The God of Order received it, but there was nothing he could do. He had very little power left. Although the light was focused on Wen Yubai, it also diverted a portion of its divine consciousness to lock onto him.

Wen Yubai gritted his teeth in frustration, took a step forward, and stood in front of the God of Order, sword in hand.

The God of Light, observing his actions, stated the truth: "You cannot defeat me."

These words only fueled Wen Yubai's fighting spirit. He turned cold and pointed his sword at the God of Light.

"How will we know if we don't try?"

The God of Light did not refute. He lowered his head, his gaze falling on the blue longsword in Wen Yubai's hand, and then he also raised his hand.

An identical golden longsword materialized in his palm, perfectly replicating Wen Yubai's sword from hilt to blade.

The two forces collided in the void. At the moment the blades met, light and the ocean intertwined, but were effortlessly neutralized by the God of Light in the next instant.

The God of Order watched from the sidelines, his feelings complicated.

When the God of Light struck Him, every blow was deadly and merciless.

He could fight Wen Yubai, but he only defended and never attacked, always yielding to her. It was more like flirting than a battle.

Okay, He understands.

Wen Yubai is not really in any danger in the hands of the Light; the only one in danger is Himself.