He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

Cecilia's heart skipped a beat the moment she caught a glimpse of the golden figure hidden in the shadows.

Artorias?

How did she end up here?

Shouldn't she be stationed in Carlos Sri Lanka, handling the day-to-day affairs of the Wheel of Fortune's Odu Empire branch?

Cecilia was overwhelmed with disbelief and astonishment.

This feeling was even stranger than encountering a ghost in the heart of this heavily guarded holy church.

Although she herself had just been passed around by the guards here as if she were a ghost.

However, thanks to her years of experience as an assassin, she showed no sign of panic.

Under Atoris's gaze, Cecilia quickly adjusted her posture and faced the two little ones again.

"Um... I'm really not a bad person. I just... had to get rid of them for work purposes."

Against the backdrop of corpses strewn across the field and the lingering stench of blood, her perfectly polite smile carried an indescribable eeriness.

The two little ones looked at her silently, without saying a word.

"Cough cough."

Cecilia cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Anyway... if you want to continue exploring this place, you can follow me. I just strolled down from the top of the mountain, I know the way very well, and I guarantee I can take you back up again."

The two little ones exchanged a glance.

"Hmm... a mentor?"

"Will it be more fun with you than if we play by ourselves?"

Cecilia perked up and immediately patted her chest confidently.

"No problem! I know every secret passage up the mountain, every gap in the guards' shifts, inside and out!"

Seeing this, the two little ones exchanged another glance.

"Since you're so willing to show us around, we'll reluctantly agree."

"Just so you know, you can't do anything weird to us."

After a brief assessment, the two little ones finally nodded.

Seeing this, Cecilia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright then, I promise I'll take you all to explore this mountain in the sky."

After saying that, Cecilia led the two little ones on a tour of the Sky Mountain.

Atoris followed closely behind.

To be fair, Cecilia wasn't exaggerating.

From the moment Brandon dispatched him here to infiltrate the Holy Church headquarters with a pre-arranged inside man.

With the keenness and patience unique to assassins, she memorized the defensive layout, patrol routes, and architectural structure of Tianshang Mountain.

She even ventured deep into the core area near the summit, almost to catch a glimpse of the legendary pope...

Then, a sudden purge of traitors swept through the entire church like a storm.

Although she did not expose any solid evidence, she was still falsely accused and detained.

Before Cecilia could even react, the entire Sky Mountain was placed on full alert.

After a long and arduous journey, she finally fought her way back from the mountaintop to the outskirts...

Until they met these two little blue-haired angels who had accidentally wandered into danger.

Led by Cecilia, the two little ones strolled through every scenic spot on Tianshan Mountain as if on a spring outing.

Finally, Cecilia led the two little ones past a patrol of guards, precisely timing their crossing of the blockade during a shift change...

He was caught by the bishop in charge of guarding him.

After dealing with some unexpected factors, the three had quietly ventured into the edge of the core area of ​​the Holy Church.

As for why Cecilia dared to bring the two little ones back to this place where she almost lost her life, besides being unable to resist the fatal attraction of the two little ones to her lolicon heart, there was another more important source of confidence.

That golden aura that always followed behind, seemingly there yet never truly disappeared.

Atoris.

Although being monitored by Atoris was not a pleasant experience, she was, after all, the guardian deity of the Audu Empire and its strongest fighting force.

With such a powerful figure following her, Cecilia naturally felt confident and secure.

only……

She stole a glance at the two small figures beside her, looking around, and a deep sense of grief and indignation welled up in her heart.

Such an adorable child was right there within reach, yet...

No! You can't! Touch!

This feeling is even more agonizing than being surrounded by hundreds of elite guards!

Upon reaching the edge of the core area, Cecilia suppressed all distracting thoughts and cautiously surveyed her surroundings.

After confirming that there was no danger to the living in the vicinity, Cecilia said in a low voice.

"This should be... the deepest part. To be honest, I've never actually been inside myself. So what will happen next, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

He suddenly turned his head.

The two little ones who had been obediently following behind me have suddenly disappeared!

"Oh no! Where did they go?!"

Cecilia's pupils contracted sharply, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

If she loses her here, then she's... doomed again!

Wait, why did I say "again"?

The thought had barely crossed my mind when an extremely subtle disturbance came from behind me.

"Whoosh—"

A short, sharp sound as it cut through the air.

Cecilia did it almost instinctively, turning around, stepping back, and swinging her blade in an instant!

The double-edged blades precisely sliced ​​into an oncoming figure!

The figure was struck by the blade imbued with the aura of death, letting out a sharp, inhuman screech, and staggered backward.

Cecilia then got a clear look at the attacker.

That was a form that... could hardly be called human anymore.

Fragments of the Holy Bishop's clothing remained on his body, but most of his body was covered by a strange, white-gold fleshy growth.

The surface of the tumor bulged, as if something alive was wriggling inside.

Most horrifyingly, a pair of distorted, jagged, pale wings stretched out from his back as if torn apart.

Several golden eyeballs of varying sizes are embedded among the feathers of the wings.

"Angels...?"

But this is too much...

She stared at that unsettling image, unable to find the right words to describe it.

Ugly? Blasphemous? Bizarre?

This is nothing like the messengers of God described in the literature, who were "glorious and holy."

This is clearly a parasite that has forcibly taken over a human body, twisting it into a terrifying form that lies between divinity and aberration.

Perhaps calling them deformed angels would be more appropriate.

What horrified her even more was that her blade, imbued with the power of death, had clearly torn apart the other person's body.

But at this moment, the granulation tissue at the crack is visibly wriggling and healing.

The death power granted by Thanatos has an almost absolute suppression over living beings.

Under normal circumstances, a wound torn open by such a force will only continue to expand and decay until it completely collapses, making any talk of healing impossible.

"But if you just treat the other party as a monster with strong healing abilities, then there's not much difference."

Cecilia narrowed her eyes, flipped her hands, and two dark gold short blades drew elegant arcs in her palms.

The blessing of the Destiny Star is clearly evident at this moment.

Even when facing a direct assault, Cecilia's every swing still triggers the assassin's core stealth attack, dealing massive critical damage.

The mutated angel frantically flapped its deformed wings, unleashing a torrential rain of light feathers, but Cecilia nimbly dodged them all.

As the dark golden blade light fell, the death rifts that had been superimposed on the opponent's body spread out like a spider web.

Seventeen cuts, thirty-one cuts, sixty-four cuts...

The final blow.

The dark golden blade light pierced through the dense white-gold fleshy tumors and went straight into the core of the mutated angel.

"laugh--"

Like a punctured boil, the body suddenly withered and disintegrated, turning into grayish-white residue scattered all over the ground.