The male supporting character was actually myself.

"So... does the host intend to overthrow the church's rule?"

"At this stage, the Church's power is too great. They control the formula for making potions, and as soon as an awakened superhuman appears, they will be absorbed into the Church immediately."

However, the church's management mechanism is flawed, and even if we can eliminate some of the corrupt elements, it's not a long-term solution.

The people should be the ones to decide the world.

Overthrowing the church's dictatorial rule and letting the red spirit and hope soar across the otherworldly continent—just thinking about it makes me excited!

Little white cat: ∑(￣□￣;)

My host wants to play with infrastructure again?

Is the goal this time to completely transform the magical continent of another world into a red socialist country?

Are we playing this big?

Carrying the newly purchased magic camera, the fluffy little thing skipped along the way to the church headquarters, secretly plotting that it was imperative to help its host obtain the potion formula so that it could expand its operations and recruit more people...

The thought that students in this mission world might have to study Marxist philosophy in the future felt a bit bizarre. What kind of sparks could fly when a magical fantasy world collides with revolutionary ideology?

After Jiang Chen had eaten and drunk her fill, had a good sleep, and adjusted herself, it was already the next morning.

"Just as you predicted, the bishop and the Holy Son personally came forward to bow and apologize." Li Moran said while eating breakfast and watching the live news on the big screen.

Jiang Chen ate his vegetable salad slowly and deliberately, and snorted, "Just you wait and see, they'll definitely use Huo Mingyao and the others as scapegoats. Oh, and by the way, they'll also distance themselves from those criminal organizations."

On the big screen, the bishop bowed in apology and then began to issue a statement in a low, serious voice.

Bound to the judgment pillar with his mouth sealed by a magic scroll and his superpowers disabled, Huo Mingyao never dreamed that in just two days he would fall to the bottom, from presiding judge to a prisoner being judged.

"Ugh~ Ugh~" He futilely twisted his increasingly obese body after retirement, trying to break free from the magical aura.

"As a super executor and the highest authority in Dragonbone City, Huo Mingyao formed cliques for personal gain, slandered and privately tried and exiled the heroes of the Monument without the consent of the church headquarters, and spread false information..."

The bishop read aloud, word by word, the crimes he had committed.

Huo Mingyao's face turned red as he tried to break free of his restraints. Even being able to speak up and defend himself was better than waiting to die!

"No! It's not what he said! I was just following orders!" he screamed inwardly, but he couldn't open his mouth or even utter a roar.

The enraged crowd threw rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at the judge's post, their emotions running high as they hurled insults at the "culprits," wishing they could tear them apart alive.

"You think you're worthy of judging heroes? Die!"

"You ungrateful lackey of a hero! You only got where you are today because of him! You're so ungrateful!"

"Insulting the people and calling us lapdogs? Huo Mingyao, you can all go to hell!"

Burn them! Burn them!

…………

The insults mingled into a wave, and under the deliberate guidance of certain individuals, the crowd vented all their anger on the seven "judiciary" members standing on the trial pillar.

"You bunch of idiots!" Huo Mingyao's eyes were bloodshot with rage as he shouted inwardly, "Use your dog heads to think carefully! Without the bishop's authorization, what right do we have to judge Li Moran?!"

The bishop's voice, amplified by magic, possessed exceptional penetrating power, ensuring it reached the ears of everyone present.

"Upon investigation, it has been confirmed that the notorious criminal gang has no connection with the church. The Skeleton Hands and the Aryan Brotherhood did indeed have business dealings with the Death Legion and the leader of the Second Knights. The verdict is now rendered..."

Huo Mingyao was trembling all over. He couldn't turn his head to see what the other six people's expressions were, but he figured they were probably not much different from his own.

Fear, anger, despair, regret...

A mix of emotions welled up in his chest with nowhere to vent. He had thought he had finally gotten rid of Li Moran's shadow and could rely on his abilities to reach a higher level.

Unexpectedly, it all turned out to be an illusion. All my efforts were nothing more than a pawn in the bishop's hands! When he was useful, he was treated like a dog, but now that he was no longer useful, he was discarded without hesitation!

"I hate it... I hate it! I was once a hero!" Huo Mingyao's eyes turned even redder, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The imposing captain of the knight guard, clad in magnificent armor, suddenly sensed something was wrong and shouted a warning: "Back up! Everyone back up! Huo Mingyao has been corrupted and turned into a monster!"

Chapter Twelve: This is the Weird!

"I will sell my soul to the gods in the abyss! Grant me greater power to take revenge! I will kill them all!" Huo Mingyao shouted in his heart, establishing a connection with a faint, murmuring voice.

In an instant, he felt an unprecedented surge of powerful energy coursing through his body.

That was a terrifying power emanating from the void, exuding an alluring aroma!

The power instantly infused into his body surpassed his peak magical power. Only then did his nearly delirious mind belatedly realize why people were often tempted, corrupted, and fallen by evil gods. How captivating it was that someone could so easily possess power approaching that of a god.

Huo Mingyao's fleshy face began to swell and rot, a long black horn sprouted from his head, and his muscles bulged so much that they tore his gorgeous clothes. Then, black nails grew from his hands, and his legs quickly transformed into the shape of rotting tree roots. The next second, he easily broke free from the magical aura!

"This is the taste of power...so sweet..." Huo Mingyao, who had rapidly transformed and lost his human form, had bloodshot eyes, drool dripping from the corners of his split mouth, and his body was bursting with visible black energy.

The captain of the knight guard reacted the fastest, throwing a silver beam in an attempt to bind the corrupted newborn monster.

The other enforcers worked in an orderly manner, each performing their duties. The squads that were originally guarding the front to prevent the crowd from getting out of control turned around and set up shields in groups of three, unleashing a variety of attacks, both long-range and short-range. The enforcers in the rear hurriedly protected the bishop and the holy son and others to ensure their safe evacuation.

"The taste of anger... ouch!"

The sudden change happened in an instant. The people in the square hadn't even reacted yet and were still extremely angry, having been incited by others. This powerful negative emotion was clearly the kind of energy that the newly born monster loved most. Huo Mingyao took a deep breath, and he could see faint black mist being absorbed from the bustling crowd.

"what!"

"Help……"

The most engrossed, the most violent, and almost manic individuals who incited the emotions unleashed the strongest anger, and thus they were the first to be drained dry, collapsing to the ground like rotten logs.

Only then did the others realize what was happening!

Anger turned into fear, and the crowd surged forward, trying to escape as quickly as possible and hide in a safe place.

Many others absorbed a great deal of anger, resulting in dazed expressions and slow reactions. Their presence amidst the running crowd only exacerbated the chaos.

"Run! Something eerie is coming!"

"Help! Someone, please save us!"

"Help! Sir Executor, help me!"

…………

Since the final battle ended ten years ago, when the Monumental Hero slew the last SSS-level monster at the edge of the abyss, a large number of monsters have retreated back into the abyss and dared not come out again.

If you do the math, no one has seen anything strange in the city in the last thirty years!

Most of those who came to watch the trial were young people. For them, the eerie and terrifying things only existed in books and in the descriptions of their elders; they had never witnessed them with their own eyes.

Therefore, thanks to the rapid development of magic, the new generation of urbanites indulges in a life of luxury and debauchery, believing that the supernatural has become history and that humans can ensure that the supernatural will never dare to reappear by driving them away!

However, what happened at this moment was a painful slap in the face to everyone who held this idea.

"You guys? Hahaha..." Huo Mingyao's voice became low and hoarse.

He grinned maliciously and stretched out his arms, which had transformed into tentacles, to grind the two nearest Executors into mincemeat. After absorbing the purer magic power, a greedy look appeared on his face. "I want... I want more!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Boom!"

"boom!"

……

The new type of firearms, enhanced by magic and amplified several times in destructive power, were fully activated. Bullets and shells, radiating magical effects and shimmering with light, slammed into it, forcing Huo Mingyao to retreat repeatedly.

However, the advantage gained by firearms was only momentarily, catching them off guard.

By the time Huo Mingyao reacted, his feet had transformed into rotting tree roots that sank deep into the ground. The next second, blue floor tiles flew up, and thick, snake-like tree roots appeared at the feet of the array of firearms. They didn't even have a chance to dodge. Their defensive shields were breached, and the executors were instantly entangled by the rotting tree roots. They struggled for a moment and then fell silent.

Those beautifully designed firearms were immediately shredded into scrap metal, all the magic power attached to them squeezed out.

"Good heavens, is this the supernatural?" The person watching the commotion from a distant high-rise building with binoculars turned pale with fright, and then hurriedly picked up the magic stone to record the scene.

The online live streaming rooms where people use magic stones to broadcast trials have already spiraled out of control.

"See that? That's the eerie thing! It's alive!"

"Damn it! Are all the enforcers the church trains for money every day just sitting around doing nothing? So many of them can't even subdue a single newborn monster!"

"Damn it! Look at this church! When danger strikes, the bishop and the Holy Son run away first! Nobody cares about the ordinary people!"

"They're always bragging about how amazing their firearms are, but have those idiots in the church ever actually done any experiments? How did they get their data? They can't even handle a single newborn monster!"

"Sure enough, the nearly ten years of peace brought about by the monuments and heroes has made these enforcers too complacent."

"A group of enforcers who only know how to be ruthless towards ordinary people; they have long forgotten that the divinely bestowed ability is meant to eliminate the supernatural and protect the people!"

…………

Just as chaos erupted in the trial hall, Jiang Chen and Li Moran, who were leisurely eating breakfast, stood up almost simultaneously.

“The Angry Mercus!” Li Moran immediately recognized the evil god body that Huo Mingyao had fallen to. He looked at the large screen showing the chaotic scene of people fleeing in panic and frowned slightly. “We have to get to the scene immediately!”

Huo Mingyao was originally a super executor. After being corrupted and fallen, his strength was probably at the S-rank. Judging from the current lineup of executors sent by the church, they were more flashy than practical and simply couldn't control the situation.

He patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder and said earnestly, "The people need heroes, and I must rush to their aid! I will pay you back for the money I spent on the teleportation scroll!"

"Hmm, then you can keep track of it yourself." Jiang Chen took out an exquisitely crafted high-grade scroll and asked, "What is the Angry Mesius?"

"There's an evil god lord in the abyss whose strength is probably above SSS-level, but I'm not entirely sure because I didn't fight its true form back then. I'll tell you more about it when I have time, now..."

Before he could urge him, Jiang Chen had already positioned himself and unrolled the scroll.

A flash of silver light appeared in the luxury hotel room, and the two disappeared in an instant.

"You should hide first, and be careful not to get caught in the crossfire!"

The next second, the two appeared in the chaotic square of the distant capital. Before rushing forward, Li Moran didn't forget to remind the pitiful little boy to be careful. Before he finished speaking, he took a few big steps on the stone slab, then soared into the air, clenched his right fist, shouted "Get out of the way!" and smashed straight at the increasingly huge Huo Mingyao!

"Holy crap! Bare-handed?" Jiang Chen was startled.

Chapter Thirteen: Those are monumental heroes!

I knew the protagonist would be pretty awesome, but I never expected him to fight without even using a knife. He relied entirely on his superhuman physical abilities and brutal, visceral attacks, without a single fancy move. He was incredibly simple and straightforward.

"Host! Waaaaah~ Meow's so scared! That guy suddenly transformed!" The little white cat following the bishop sensed its host's presence, bounced over, jumped into his arms, and cried loudly, "Kiss me! Hug me! Lift me up high! I need some comforting!"

Jiang Chen petted the cat and stepped aside to carefully watch the footage on the recording machine.

The entire square was in complete chaos at this point.