The Reader And The Protagonist Definitely Have To Be In True Love

(Chapter 92) Reader: I want to see you become God.

Beautiful.

That was the only word that could describe what Du Ze saw when he opened his eyes. It was as though the sun had been crushed then sprinkled on him. His light blond hair was floor-length with a pure and clear texture. His face was perfect, as though the world's best sculptor had painstakingly carved a statue with the most exquisite features. There was no expression on his face but it had an arrogant charm. His most striking aspect was his eyes. His two irises were both bright gold, but in different shades – one was the pure gold of the midday sun while the other was the platinum of a solar eclipse.

When he saw that Du Ze was awake, the person with heterochromatic eyes reached out his hand to touched the black-haired youth's face. His action was cautious and wary, as though he was touching a dream bubble that might burst.

Behind this person were three pairs of huge snow-white wings were spread open, fanning the air as the wind fluttered the gorgeous feathers. This person was so beautiful that he looked like he belonged in the most blissfully happy paradise. This is ...

Xiu?

Even though Du Ze had already extrapolated from his conversation with the God of Creation that Xiu had awakened his angel blood, now that he saw it for himself, Du Ze was still shocked – it's too dazzling! Just looking at that person made someone feel ashamed, as though even one's gaze on him was like a blasphemy.

Du Ze wanted to speak but his throat was choked with cotton – no, rather he couldn't control his mouth and make a sound, as though his body was broken. It was probably the aftereffects of the resurrection. Being brought back to life was against heaven's will, therefore if resurrection were to work perfectly then it wouldn't be called magic: it would be called a BUG.

Perceiving that something was wrong with Du Ze, Xiu's fingers paused for a moment. He stared at Du Ze, carefully examining the black-haired youth from head to toe, not missing even the smallest speck of dust on his fingernails.

That person's expression was very normal. His eyes were normal. He sounded normal... but all of these "normal" qualities, when taken together, made Du Ze realize that it was concealing a terrible fear.

"Du Ze," said Xiu. His fingers started moving again and were covered with the light of healing magic. "You'll be fine, nothing will go wrong."

Du Ze's eyes widened. At first glance, because Xiu's new form took all of his attention, Du Ze failed to notice that Xiu's condition wasn't as bright and neat as it had first appeared.

Above the gold was a layer of scarlet.

As he gradually regained his senses over the parts of his body that the healing light covered, Du Ze felt the sticky touch of Xiu's skin. The blood was half clotted and half fresh – the old blood had clotted and dried, but fresh, new blood was added. The layer of scarlet wasn't just flowing blood, there were also a lot of wounds. Though Xiu's clothing covered more than half of his body, Du Ze could still glimpse numerous hideous wounds.

Although "the rules" will ensure that Xiu won't die, this doesn't mean that Xiu escaped from the verdict unscathed. "The rules" only make sure that the protagonist doesn't die; it doesn't guarantee that Xiu will not be injured. Du Ze can't imagine what kind of situation Xiu is in after he awakened his angelic bloodline. When Du Ze's brain tried to think of it, he thought that even breathing must be extremely painful.

"You'll be alright." The curve of Xiu's thin lips were subtle. His voice was slow and graceful, as though singing a hymn, but the light tone ended with a trace of hysterical fear and angel continued: "I'll make you better."

Don't worry, I'm fine! – Du Ze wanted to shout this out. Even if there was something wrong, he has his 0-point restore!

As soon as it's midnight, he will fully recover!