Chapter 332 Kill the Pope (2)
“Saint Empire? Why are you suddenly there?”
L suddenly proposes to visit Saint Empire. At her question, Tan looked at L with a very wary look and asked.
“You can't.... I'm going to take the owner to the demon world, so you're going to play first, right?”
To Tan's question, who was wary as if he was a prankster stealing customers from other people's establishments, L looked at him with contempt and answered.
“You don’t know what to do, but shut up your mouth, you fucking bat bastard. Because that doesn't matter now.”
“What doesn’t matter! How important it is to educate dream tree demons who are like young buds!”
Education is a hundred year old system (百年之大計).
Jae-young asked, ignoring Tan, who muttered and explained how important it was to take himself, the most exemplary human being, to the Demon Realm to young dreamers who were thinking about how to viciously corrupt humans with their bright eyes.
“What on earth are you doing this for?”
“Um... I don’t know exactly, but something significant is going to happen there.”
“okay....?”
“yes.”
As always, L foresaw another future. However, unlike before, she said with a strangely anxious expression.
“I don't know exactly what's going on, but... I'm sure there will be a huge event that can't even be compared to now.”
“okay....? Is it that serious?”
“yes. This huge causal flow... It's the first time since the Holy Demon War.”
Even with the resurrection of the World Tree and the unification of the continents and the invention of the magic turret with insane firepower, it wasn't to this extent, so El said with a more serious face than ever.
“Hmm... is that...?”
Jaeyoung was strangely interested in those words. Unlike before, he felt freshness in L’s slightly frightened expression, and his eyes lit up as if he was having fun.
“okay. Then let's do it.”
“really?”
Jae-young readily accepts his request to go to Saint Empire.
At his cool reaction, L looked at him with an unexpected look and asked, but Jaeyoung answered with a smile as if it was natural.
“Well, to be honest, it’s true that it’s annoying because it’s a street, but if you, the famous archangel, say it with such an uneasy face, you should go. To be honest, I think it might be fun...”
Jaeyoung says it's not that difficult. Then he suddenly scratched his nose with an embarrassed expression and said,
“And... are you my guardian angel? You should listen to this request.”
“Dex-sama...”
L was moved by his words. However, Jaeyoung told her with a very evil smile.
“Oh, but I don't know what I'm going to do when I go there?”
“.....”
L’s face hardened at Jaeyoung’s lack of confidence in replying that he didn’t know what to do either.
‘Couldn't it be... isn't it...?'
Suddenly, all the achievements (?) of Jaeyoung in Arcadia pass by. The feats he has accomplished were so enormous that each one could not be ignored.
- Emperor Slayer.
- Empire Destroyer.
- Mad Slayer.
- Distorted pacifist.
- Dragon Slayer.
He roamed all over the continent, devouring many kingdoms and empires, and even sent Arcadia's transcendental dragon to the nether road.
confusion. Destruction. fall.
It is no wonder that even with all kinds of negative adjectives, El, who led him to the Saint Empire, who was like an incarnation of destruction, shook his head left and right, feeling the tremendous anxiety that suddenly surged in his chest.
‘No big deal..... If the situation is really serious, I'll have to intervene somehow...'
Dex is like a ticking time bomb that doesn't know where to go.
Thinking that he could somehow control him, El looked up at the huge storm raging anxiously high in the sky.
A majestic and heartless storm of fate sweeping across the continent centered on the Holy Empire Saint.
* * *
An ability based on true belief in God.
divine power.
Basically, this power was so strong that it strongly energized all living beings and could completely heal even serious injuries that reached the point of death. I had another setup with .
“God, bring the wrath of God on this evil and cruel being here!”
“Quaaaaaaagh!”
A divine power that has the property of destruction and has established itself as a deadly and contradictory power to the beings of the evil demon realm.
Since they have an absolute superiority in magi with evil characteristics, the priests and paladins of the Saint Empire were always confident in seeing the remnants of evil that could not withstand their intense divine power and collapsed.
good always wins
But.....
The Paladins of the 39th State of the Saint Empire, who have always walked the streets proudly and proudly and united with the pride of representing God's will on this land, look on their faces in disbelief when they see a being standing in front of them. muttered with
“I can’t believe it...”
“The divine power... doesn’t work...?”
Paladins who specialize in defense, healing, and recovery.
If the whole body armor and solid shield are covered with holy power, the power of any attack is drastically reduced, so they boasted fraudulent defensive power to the point that they could not deliver a proper blow in a dizzying time, but they were shocked by the attack of this mysterious assassin that appeared in front of them. I had no choice but to
“You can't die...! Absolute healing!”
“heel! heel! heel!”
“Damn it. Why doesn't the healing work!”
“Great Hill!”
He stabbed the dagger precisely into the gap between the armor and neatly cut the carotid artery. As a result, fellow paladins gathered their holy power and poured healing magic to save their colleagues who were struggling with pouring blood, but strangely, they did not know that the small wound would ever recover.
“Rukruk ..... rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,”
the paladin died while making a strange sound. Morse looked at him blankly, then spoke in a dry voice.
“No matter how much divine power I poured out, it would be in vain.”
“what....?”
“The mortal power completely devours your insignificant divine power.”
“What the hell is that...?”
Woo woo woo.
Morse radiated purple aura all over his body.
At that time, when everyone was gulping their saliva with nervous faces at the sight of his dagger shining with such an ominous light.
A paladin heard a whisper in his ear.
“In other words, you guys are all my food.”
Chew.
Cool sensation in the throat.
And the warm blood that pours violently.
That fleeting moment when you collapse while feeling all those sensations with your whole body.
An unknown paladin only then realized.
Death, which still felt far away.
The fact that I was watching myself right away.
* * *
A city located on the outskirts of the Saint Empire.
Morse, who had annihilated the Holy Order that governed the city, looked back at the gray corpses strewn across the building with heartless eyes.
The scene of a brutal death where no trace of life can be found.
This place, which has always been a solemn and sacred space, has turned into a grotesque massacre filled with red blood.
That's why the users who were watching all this in real time on the channel Morse opened were really upset.
-Wow, wiping out all the Holy Church like this?
-It looks like a suburban city, but it's still amazing. How are you going to get back...?
-Aren't you prepared to quit the game now that you've touched the Saint Empire?
-No, but is it true that if you die, your character will be deleted?
-Hey, you bastard. where do you live? Do you know if you can do this?
-I put in an inquiry to the customer center. I don't know how you did it, but be prepared to stop you forever.
- Mortal authority...? What is it?
Morse became a hot topic shortly after the unprecedented incident in which the Holy Cross Guild flew away in an instant. That's why he was able to achieve achievements that he had never achieved before in the shortest period of time faster than anyone else in the midst of the enormous interest of users.
[Realtime Viewers: 32412155]
A staggering record that a person who started streaming broadcasting would never achieve.
In the past, he would have been excited about this tremendous achievement, but now he did not feel much excitement about these things. Rather, he was only proud of the Holy Cross gang who were pouring curses at his chat window.
[The Death of the Beginning rejoices at your actions.]
[The power of mortal consumes the divinity.]
[The stats increase significantly.]
[The Death of the Beginning selects the next execution target.]
[The assigned mission Please confirm.]
Death of the beginning, who offered to help avenge himself.
And Morse, who gave the rest of death to those he presented without leaving a single one.
In the meantime, he was faithfully fulfilling the mission left by the death of the beginning without even realizing it.
- So, what the hell is your purpose?
-that's right. What is the reason for killing the children of the Holy Church like this?
-No, the content is fresh... but it seems like it will fly away soon because it's completely unstoppable..... The
Saint Empire, which is synonymous with strength on this continent.
When they made up their minds, everyone looked at Morse with a lot of concern as he was carrying out an enormous slaughter in the stronghold of the Saint Empire, which was widely known to have a military power that no other nation dared to deal with.
And Morse opened his mouth for the first time in response to such people.
“Why am I here?”
-what? Were you looking at the chat window?
- He didn't talk at all, so I thought he just closed the chat window and played games lol
- Finally, he paid attention. I almost went crazy because I was curious. Please answer my questions quickly.
When Morse answered for the first time, the viewers chatted like crazy and asked all sorts of questions.
Seeing the chats being pushed back so fast that he couldn't even read them, he soon gave up reading, closed the chat window, and talked briefly.
“The reason I attacked the Holy Cross Guild a week ago was because of the evil they committed.”
Trezi is a very small rural village located somewhere near the Erda Mountains in North America.
While talking about the tragedy that suddenly happened one day here, Morse muttered with a very sad look.
“There I lost my family. Even though it's virtual, it's so real.
Since the chat window was closed, the reaction of the people listening to his story was unknown, but Morse could be sure of the expressions of those who heard who his target was.
“so.... I have vowed to hold everyone responsible for the tragedy in Trezi village at all costs.”
A mortal power that eats up divine power and grows that power.
Raising the ever-increasing divinity of death in the beginning, Morse declared his final target in front of everyone.
“I will never stop until I have taken the head of St. Pope Amen of the Empire.”
That's how the wheel of fate that Michael watched fearfully began to move.
in the not too distant future.
It's called Kill the Pope and will forever be stuffed into Arcadia's list of incidents and accidents.
That huge event.
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