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Chapter 409 Blasphemer (6K views, please subscribe!)
Who is it?!

Who is humiliating the brave warrior of the great sun god?!
Are we cowards?
Ok? ? ?
"come out!"

("Oh? You're angry? Heh, give up, you won't find me~")
The Sun God's hot-tempered fellows had never suffered such humiliation. They immediately roared, their tiger eyes wide open, scanning the surroundings with a fierce glint in their eyes, trying to find the one who had insulted them.

"Come out!!!"

("Seriously, stop wasting your energy! It's pointless~")
"Stop talking nonsense! Come out here!!!"

Don't think that just because you're a woman I won't dare to duel you!

come out!

Furthermore, what was your mindset when you uttered such completely irrelevant and factual statements?

Coward? Ha!

If we are cowards, then there are no true warriors left in this world!
Throughout history, in countless battles, large and small, the followers of the sun god have never retreated even a single step.

They were present in every battle against evil.

It is no exaggeration to say that their belligerence is second only to that of the fanatical followers of the god of war.

In the "war against evil," they are far ahead of other believers of the true gods.

Even without going far ahead, the current war alone offers a glimpse into this situation.

Guess why the other righteous factions' churches of God didn't appear, and why they didn't participate in the battle.
Is it that they are unwilling to confront the god of lust? Is it that they fear the tyranny of lust and are unwilling to step forward? Or are they all a group of hypocritical righteous people?
neither.

There is only one reason why these orthodox churches did not participate in the war—the Church of the Sun did not allow them to participate.

Yes, it was the Church of the Sun that proactively rejected their application for large-scale participation in the war.

For arrogant and belligerent sun worshippers, they are unwilling to let others share their spoils of war or let them take away their victory.

Even friendly forces are not allowed!
They will dedicate this supreme glory to the gods alone!

They would be unhappy if someone tried to take it from them.

Other orthodox churches, well aware of the stubborn nature of the Sun Church, were too lazy to provoke them and at most sent a few people to participate in the battle as a symbolic gesture.

Anyway, it was just a token gesture, enough to save face.

Herbert, originally, was also one of these slackers sent abroad, and could easily be a pay thief, making a trip back and forth to earn a layer of prestige.

Unfortunately, Herbert was too young and failed to hide his own strengths (in his own opinion). He was valued by that shameless old man, who offered him a large sum of money and entrusted him with important responsibilities, forcing him to step into the limelight and into the eye of the storm.

Herbert: Well, I didn't want to be in the spotlight either. It's all my fault. I'm just too outstanding. What are the others supposed to do?

Oh, what a sin...

Cough!

From any perspective, the followers of the Church of the Sun can hardly be called cowards; they are far from being described as such.

How could they not be angry when the beliefs they held dear throughout their lives were belittled?
Fortunately, they weren't a powder keg that would explode at the slightest provocation, and they didn't go completely insane because of a single insult.

But I'm still very unhappy.

We must find the person who said that and make them apologize properly!
However, after searching carefully, they found no trace of the other party.

The voice seemed to appear out of nowhere, ringing directly in their ears and even penetrating their souls.

Is it an illusion?

Just when they thought they might have misheard, they also saw the angry or confused expressions on the faces of others.

Could it be that everyone misheard?
impossible!

So what is this...

And when they fell silent, the voice rang out once more.

("Ha, all done searching? I told you you wasted your time.")
That alluring voice remained as impolite as ever, mocking the followers of the sun: ("Ha, you cowards won't admit it.")
("Irritable, easily angered, belligerent, pshaw! You all look like a brainless, stupid demon!")
demon!!?

"What did you say?!"

This insult was even worse than the previous "coward"!

How dare she compare us to demons?

Outrageous!

If the original Sun Believers were only generally angry, they have now completely entered a state of bloodlust.

The Sun Believers felt an overwhelming rage, wishing they could devour the person who spoke.

My eyes are almost red!

anger.

I'm furious!

I'm so angry!!!

But just as they were getting extremely angry, the scene before them suddenly seemed to change slightly.

The image flashed before my eyes.

They seemed to have left the dark cave and returned to the fortress they had originally been guarding.

Some people could also hear anxious shouts.

"Everyone!"

"...Wake up!"

"Don't let Him..."

"You've been bewitched!"

"...Wake up!"

Those few words reached their ears and gave them a jolt.

! ! ?

what?
When they realized something was wrong, the scene before them returned to what it had been before: they were still walking in the dark tomb, just one step away from completely annihilating the enemy.

What on earth happened!!!?
("Heh, looks like you've finally noticed?")
The devil's whispers echoed softly in their ears, causing the expressions of the Sun Believers, who had already vaguely sensed something was wrong, to darken.

("Which side is real? Which side is fake? I think you should be able to judge that in your own hearts, right?")
(“As long as you’re not stupid enough to be like the devil, I think you should be able to tell the difference, right?”)
("If even this doesn't work, ha! Then I suggest you just not wake up. Anyway, living is just a waste of everyone's energy.")
The voices in their ears continued to mock and hurl insults, but the Sun Believers' rebuttals became fewer and fewer.

More and more people fell silent, reflecting on the current situation.

Hallucination?

Have we fallen into a hallucination?
But could this sound be a trick by an evil god?

What if this is just part of an illusion?
Which side is true? Which side is false?
(“A bunch of guys who have been bewitched by the evil god’s little tricks, do you think you deserve the sacrifices of others?”)
"sacrifice?"

After identifying the key words, someone finally asked, "Who sacrificed their life?"

("Who is it? Does it matter?")
The devil sneered at the believers' hesitation, mocking, "How many comrades have sacrificed themselves for you, don't you know? Now, even that foolish angel has died for you."
Angel?

Has our Lord sent down angels?

Even angels have died at the hands of evil gods' minions?
(“Are you guys going to keep sleeping like this forever? Sleeping until you die?”)
("When others are fighting for you, are you just going to stand by and watch? Oh no, you didn't open your eyes~")
The devil casually remarked, "If you really don't care about this, then I have nothing to say. Do as you please."
If that's how you insist on thinking, then there's nothing I can do about it.
The believers fell silent.

Others are fighting for us, while we are still asleep?
This……

crunch.

The silence was broken by the sound of someone clenching their teeth, bringing everyone back to their senses.

"……who are you?"

Someone asked in a low voice, their tone filled with the question: "How can we know that you are not deceiving us?"

("Me? Who am I? Haha! What does it matter to me whether you believe me or not?")
("Anyway, I'm only responsible for giving notifications; your lives or deaths are none of my business.")
The devil laughed mockingly: ("How about it? How about it? Aren't you all very angry and furious now?")
("Haha! That's right!!!")
Believers: ? ? ?

Is she an ally?
I think so!

……

The temple of the glorious holy city.

A figure, completely out of place in the sacred surroundings, stood on the central array, laughing wildly.

Jie Jie Jie!

Kreti was taunting them relentlessly, unleashing her full firepower.

"Hahaha! Aren't you all angry? Hahaha! That's right to be angry!"

The devil was unrestrained and excited, his cheeks flushed, and he was in a state of extreme arousal.

Thanks for the invitation. I'm in the Glorious Holy City, and I'm really enjoying venting.

Cool--

Miss Devil has been feeling resentful for many, many years. (In her opinion)
In prison, she was humiliated by Flora (without mentioning who provoked her first), and later bullied by Herbert (without mentioning the reason).

In short, she has had a truly miserable life all these years. (Leaving aside the facts)

I'm almost depressed from being locked up.

And now... now!!!
She finally found an opportunity to incite others at will and to directly insult them!
How long?
How long have I been waiting for this opportunity?

Haha!

Cool! ! !
After receiving Herbert's mission to awaken others, Kretty unleashed her abilities.

Jie Jie Jie!

Come on, let me yell at you idiots and wake you up!

Hahaha--

"..."

Bishop Evelyn, who had been ordered to bring her here, raised an eyebrow, unsure of what to say.

She never imagined that her "benefactor" would turn out like this after letting loose.

That's really...quite interesting, huh.

While Bishop Evelyn was merely surprised, Flora, who witnessed everything, was utterly shocked.

"..."

Miss Devil squinted, staring at her fellow inmate who seemed to have "come back to life."

"This ability..."

At this moment, Flora realized for the first time just how terrifying Kretie's talent was.

Kreti is able to influence tens of thousands of people at the same time!

Moreover, it can ignore a considerable distance!
Being in the Holy City of Glory, she could influence all the satellite cities with just a simple amplification array.

Is it scary?

This ability is actually quite terrifying.

Having experience leading slave revolts, she knew very well what was most important for a group of tens of thousands of people.

It's the command.

For those people, command is extremely important!

If there are any oversights in the command process, or if there is any embellishment in the transmission of information, the entire event will take a completely different turn.

A once solid team can instantly turn into a pile of loose sand, then chaos, and finally complete collapse.

With Kreti's abilities, she can notify an army of tens of thousands of people, ensuring that the entire army receives firsthand information without any oversights.

What's even more terrifying is that it can easily make a legion that was originally undisciplined and lacked teamwork achieve perfect unity of command.

And Kreti's value will be astonishing.

"..."

Flora frowned slightly. She believed that if she could see it, others could too.

She slightly raised her eyes and looked at the old man sitting at the highest point of the entire temple, his eyes half-closed and his head bowed as if he were asleep.

This Pope of the Sun must be well aware of how terrifying Kreti is.

The old man remained silent throughout, not uttering a single word. What was he thinking?
Are they considering how to deal with Kreti next?

Flora knew she might be overthinking things, but the possibility was indeed real.

So she quietly moved to a position directly behind Kreti, blocking her path between her and the Pope of the Sun.

Miss Devil's idea of ​​sacrificing herself to buy time for others is truly admirable, and Herbert would praise her if he knew.

But this time, she overthought things a little.

It's no use. Even if she sacrifices herself in front of them, the Pope of the Sun can suppress them all at the same time.

Secondly, Pope Sun did not intend to do so.

He had already made a pact with Herbert, a contract that he wouldn't harm his companions. Besides, he wasn't asleep at the moment; he was pondering something else.

"This boy..."

When Herbert, instead of killing the evil god's incarnation in the form of an angel with his help, fell as an angel, he had some doubts, thinking that something had gone wrong with Herbert.

But when he saw the Crimson Dragon Knight rise from the ground, he finally understood Herbert's thoughts.

"Are the true heroes... not angels, but mortals?"

The old man understood and silently let out a breath.

This was the answer Herbert gave to Pope Sunrise.

Since you want me to be a banner that inspires everyone to move forward, then I will choose my own identity.

Compared to the pure white angels favored by the gods, the knights, representing mortals, are more likely to ignite their fighting spirit.

Furthermore, if we think about it on a deeper level...

Herbert denied not only angels.

Rather... it is the gods.

Are mortals able to reach this point today entirely due to the blessings and charity of the gods?

of course not.

Herbert wanted to prove to the world once again that even mortals could defy the gods.

Even mortals can despise gods and blaspheme them.

Countless blasphemers have done so in the past.

He wanted to be one of them too.

He will do it too!

……

"You... you actually managed to do this."

After Herbert asked her a question, the god of lust quickly realized the difference.

Among the mortals affected by their own domain, some have shown signs of gradually awakening.

He didn't discover the specific method, but he knew clearly that Herbert and his group must have done something.

These guys actually managed to do that.

The power of the god of lust comes from the depravity of mortals; conversely, His power will be weakened by the depravity of mortals.

"……what have you done?"

Herbert shrugged and said casually, "It's just having their companions wake them from their nightmares."

How can I explain this to you?
A global megaphone? A troll who spews trash talk across the entire server?

"So, this is your source of confidence?"

Instead of dwelling on their actions, Nieyu asked, "Even if you can save some of them, what about the others?"

The winged serpent grinned, sneering at the paladin atop the dragon's back, and mocked, "Do you think I'd let you save everyone? Make you a hero?"

"Ok?"

As He asked the question, the atmosphere of decadence throughout the entire world instantly intensified several times over.

Those mortals who were still struggling on the edge of lucidity were instantly dragged into a deeper illusion.

The God of Lust took this seriously, fully unleashing the power of the [Degenerate] domain.

Is He showing off His power?

No.

He is threatening us.

They are using the lives of tens of thousands of ordinary people as a threat.

You may have the qualities to become a hero.

But can you save everyone?
Faced with His threat, Herbert fell silent and slowly lowered his head.

"..."

Then, he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Herbert's smile beneath his helmet was incredibly bright, and even looked somewhat sinister.

"Finally, you finally... have used your authority."

"what?"

The God of Lust suddenly realized something was wrong and felt a very ominous feeling. He instinctively tried to withdraw his power, but—it was too late!
click!
Just then, another power that had been lurking within Him suddenly surged forth.

laugh--

The winged serpent's body began to burn, as if its entire body were being consumed by flames.

"The sun? No! That's not right!"

His body was engulfed in flames, but the God of Lust remained unaffected in his thinking, calmly analyzing the situation and discovering that something was amiss.

"It is the power of a saint!"

When the laws of lust descended, the laws of the Sun Pope also forcibly squeezed into this place.

Two opposing forces clashed violently within His body.

boom!
Although neither effect completely cancels out the other, both effects are greatly reduced!
And that's exactly what Herbert needed.

But when did this power remain in his body?

He suddenly looked at the scepter clutched in Herbert's hand—it was that divine artifact, which actually contained the will of the saint!?

Damn mortals, how dare they take such risks in front of me!
"You! How dare you—"

Then, the roaring god heard the boy's soft laughter.

他 说:

"It's time for this farce to end."

……

……

"No, I don't want to succumb..."

"wake up!"

"I want to do this, for my lord..."

As the God of Lust took things seriously, the believers in the illusion were greatly shocked.

In the face of that suddenly growing desire, their consciousness grew heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, the feeling vanished instantly, and I felt a sense of relief.

"Um!!?"

Then they heard a long, drawn-out hum.

hum-

A deafening roar!
hum-

Inside the temple, Flora transformed into a lava giant and laboriously blew the enormous horn in the hall.

hum-

The sound was inaudible in the Holy City, but when it spread to many fortresses a hundred miles away, it became extremely loud and resounded through the sky!
hum-

As the demon sounded the horn of the holy city, the laughing devil uttered his final whispers.

(“Cowards, what are you waiting for?!”)
She sneered, provoking those mortals who were about to utterly succumb.

("Why aren't you awake? Do you think you've lived up to the expectations the gods have for you?!")
("Could it be that the sun you so firmly believe in is as fragile as you are?")
This sentence finally became the last detail that tore apart the illusion.

"what!"

"Ahhh!"

The believers suddenly opened their eyes and looked at the burning fireball in the sky, where they saw the evil god's incarnation being scorched by the blazing sun.

After a series of angry and resentful roars echoed with a buzzing sound that resounded between heaven and earth, this depraved illusion finally came to a complete end.

Click click click... Click!

"Tsk!"

As all the Sun Believers broke free from the illusion, the Winged Serpent let out a muffled groan, and its aura diminished.

Although the fall was not significant, it was enough to prove one thing—He is not invincible!
The flames went out.

A conflict in just one area is not enough to kill the incarnation of a god.

not that simple.

But even if He wasn't completely destroyed, the current situation has already been completely settled.

"..."

The God of Lust, sensing the aura of his fallen avatar and the opponent's vigorous fighting spirit and intact strength, shook his head slightly.

He had to admit that he had probably failed this time.

He was defeated by a mere mortal.

However, compared to his previous defeat at the hands of a "chosen one," the God of Lust accepted the current outcome with considerable indifference.

The Sun God never showed up, but the other side had a saint in charge and an epic figure to assist them.

And this avatar of mine has already done the best it can.

almost.

Although I suffered a major defeat this time, it wasn't an ugly one.

As for saving face... well, while we can't say how much we've recovered, at least we haven't lost much more.

"Now, if you don't have any more tricks up your sleeve, then it's over."

Herbert looked at the lustful desire that had fallen silent and given up resisting, guessed what it was thinking, and so—silently delivered the finishing blow.

"So, admit your defeat, and then... go back to your divine kingdom."

Get out of here, you're not welcome.

Guess who wasn't invited to the super fun party?
Haha, it's you!
"Mortal, I will remember you."

Ignoring Herbert's sarcasm, the God of Lust stared at Herbert's eyes peeking out from under his helmet and said slowly, "I will definitely kill you."

Facing the malevolent gaze of the evil god, Herbert laughed fearlessly.

"Remember me? That would be an honor!"

He gathered Valentina's power, hurled the Holy Lance fiercely, and thrust it into the chest of the evil god's avatar, laughing, "Alright, I'll be waiting for you to kill me."

kill me?
Let's talk about it later!
After all, that's what you said last time~
As for now, it's over.

laugh--

Ok?
Just as the Holy Lance pierced the heart of the unresisting winged serpent, and the power of the Holy Light utterly destroyed it, a smile appeared on Herbert's lips...

A sharp pain shot through his chest.

! ! ?

A sneak attack?!?

"what?"

Looking down, Herbert saw a huge wound on his chest.

The armor formed from the holy mark was easily torn apart, its chest was ripped open, and the beating heart inside disappeared.

"……cough!"

Fresh blood was coughed up from his throat and flowed from his chest.

!!!

The shadow of death loomed over Herbert's mind.

(End of this chapter)