Great, we're doomed now!

"Guardian deity?" Carmilla was slightly taken aback, as she was unfamiliar with human culture and beliefs.

“Dagon, symbolizing power and the earth; Hitram, symbolizing keenness and the sky.”

The little girl, clearly having received special instruction, earnestly listed the names as if they were her most prized possessions: "And there's the goddess Carmilla, full of compassion and wisdom—which one do you like?"

So they are our believers...

Carmilla shook her head and said calmly, "I have no faith... or rather, no one has the right to."

"Huh? Really? But Mom and Auntie both said... and, Goddess is really... very nice."

She probably wanted to praise Carmilla, but she wasn't very good at using adjectives, and after pausing for a long time, she could only say "good"—which made Carmilla herself relax her lips and smile.

Seeing Carmilla's indifferent expression, the little girl became anxious and quickly rummaged through her pocket to find a small badge, which she handed to the female warrior.

The badge has a black and silver base with soft gold patterns engraved on it. Upon closer inspection, it outlines a feminine face that emits a faint light. It is a simplified image of [Carmilla] in her giant form, depicted with a gesture full of worship, and inexplicably exudes a sense of holiness.

"Here, sister." The little girl smiled innocently. "As long as you have this, you won't be afraid."

Carmilla took the badge, her fingertips touching the cool metal surface, her eyes flickering slightly: "What is this?"

"It's a charm my mother gave me!" The little girl touched her chest. "My mother said that if I have this, I will be protected by the goddess."

"Kalumira?" she murmured her name, a strange feeling stirring within her.

"Yes!" The little girl nodded vigorously, her voice filled with pride. "My mother was trapped under a rock that fell during the battle and is still receiving treatment. She won't be able to come out and be with me for a long time..."

Carmilla held the badge, looking into the little girl's clear eyes. Her cold aura subsided slightly, but her tone remained indifferent: "Then it seems the goddess didn't protect you. This thing... is useless!"

The girl looked up in surprise, staring wide-eyed at Carmilla.

The giantess felt inexplicably irritated by being looked up to like that: "Foolish... You will be disappointed. Carmilla is neither benevolent nor a goddess. She is the queen of darkness... She cannot hear your prayers, and even if she did, she would not care!"

"...Why?" The little girl asked, her eyes welling up with tears.

Judging from this, it's less that her faith has been denied and more that she's been frightened by Carmilla's tone... She's clearly not old enough to understand faith; she's just taking what her mother is saying as common sense.

"why?"

Carmilla became even more enraged, and a destructive urge arose within her, her eyes flashing with golden light.

"Because she doesn't love you at all!"

"Ugh?"

"Even if you're looking for someone to rely on emotionally, you have to choose carefully. At least... at least someone like Ye Shou."

Has a flaw appeared in her heart? Carmilla actually calls her "Ye Shou" instead of "Ba Ye Li".

"All you ever do is beg for help from others; you never think about..."

Carmilla looked at her with disdain, but probably because she felt there was nothing to say to a little girl, she snorted and changed her tune.

"What do you want from her? Power, or wisdom? Or perhaps you want nothing at all, simply hoping that 'God' can protect you... Never mind, there's no point in saying that."

"Big sister... what you're saying is so profound."

The little girl scratched her head: "I don't understand... There are so many things I don't understand, but my mom says that as long as I grow up, I will naturally understand them."

"...Do you really like 'goddesses'?"

"Um!

My mother said that when the explosion happened in our hometown, it was the goddess who defeated the ferocious monster… Although my father died at that time, my mother and I were able to survive thanks to the goddess.”

“Is that so…” Carmilla frowned.

She has never actively rescued humans, but compared to intelligent primates, those roaring monsters are much more annoying, so she has a lot of experience killing monsters... perhaps this is one of them.

"So, you've come to worship a goddess... and want to be protected forever?"

"Yes!" The little girl nodded.

Carmilla narrowed her eyes: "Fruit..."

"And then, I also prayed to the goddess to make me grow up quickly!"

The little girl said earnestly and excitedly, "To become as beautiful and strong as her, or as gentle as my mother... then I can protect them just as they protected me!"

"..."

Upon hearing this presumptuous child's words, Carmilla was speechless for a moment, then fell silent, a complex expression appearing on her face after a while.

"Big sister, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing... Hmph!"

She couldn't stand the little girl's strange gaze, but she couldn't push her away like she would a monster, so she turned around and prepared to "flee."

But at that moment, a melodious bell rang throughout the city, and the people who were praying visibly tensed up, all raising their heads to look towards the east of the city.

Ding~

Ding~

Ding~

……

Seven melodious chimes rang out in succession over the city, like a pre-arranged signal. The next second, a heavy atmosphere of darkness suddenly erupted from the city center, making it hard for people to breathe!

hum!

Two tall figures appeared out of thin air. The red-clad Dagon was surrounded by a violent battle aura, while Hitram remained calm and composed, a frivolous smile playing on his lips.

"Hitram, today I'll show you what I'm made of!" Dagon roared, his fists clenched, the red markings all over his body becoming even more vivid.

Hitram chuckled and said mockingly, "Still the same... clumsy guy. You can't beat me if you only know how to use brute force."

"not necessarily!"

Before he finished speaking, Dagon suddenly stomped his foot on the ground, and a sharp gust of wind from his fist shot towards Hitram with a whooshing sound.

Hitram dodged the attack with a flash, like a ghost, and lightly touched the air with his toes, flying straight into the sky.

Dagon refused to give up, leaping into the air and unleashing a barrage of punches like a torrential downpour, the air thick with energy, relentlessly targeting Hitram's figure. However, Hitram nimbly dodged in the air, his movements so fast that only afterimages remained, occasionally turning back to taunt him, infuriating Dagon to the point of rage.

But he simply couldn't catch up with Hitler!

Actually, the Blue Giant was "flying a kite," deliberately maintaining a distance that wasn't too close or too far to prevent Dagon from giving up immediately. In reality, if Hitram had the will, he could have easily shaken off Dagon.

“Had enough fun!” Hitram’s eyes turned cold. He suddenly turned around and spread his arms wide. Countless blue light bullets condensed and poured down on his “old friend” like a meteor shower.

Dagon lowered his head and stubbornly flew forward instead of retreating!

He crossed his arms to shield himself, taking the brunt of the barrage of projectiles. Explosions rang out continuously, the sky crackling with vortexes of wind pressure, the shockwaves reaching the ground, sending debris and dust flying everywhere.

While Dagon was enveloped in the rain of light, Hitram took out two oddly shaped black stones from his pocket and casually threw them to the ground.

Swish!Swish!

The moment the stone hit the ground, life force surged, and two enormous monsters appeared—

One had sharp fangs, the other was covered in thick armor; both were wild monsters, seemingly modified, with bloodshot, ferocious eyes. The moment they saw Dagon, they let out a deafening roar and pounced on him from the left and right.

"Well done!" Dagong was not afraid at all; on the contrary, his fighting spirit was even stronger.

He knew that Hitram liked to prepare some "little gifts." In fact, Hitram himself was the weakest of the three, but he was good at using external forces. He not only collected usable pieces from all over the place, but he could even modify them to a certain extent.

This is also why Dagon could never get along with him—the two were completely opposite extremes in terms of personality and methods.

"Such petty tricks! They're no good!"

He swayed, dodging the bite from the monster on his left, while simultaneously slamming his fist into the carapace of the monster on his right, producing a dull thud. The monster's carapace cracked, and it staggered back in pain. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dagon closed in, using alternating punches and kicks to force both monsters to the ground through hand-to-hand combat.

He crossed his arms, and a burst of red light erupted from his chest, unleashing a blazing shockwave that engulfed both monsters.

"Ouch!"

The monster let out a shrill scream in the flames and quickly turned to ashes.

However, the continuous battles had slightly disrupted Dagon's breathing and depleted his stamina. Hitram seized the opportunity, conjuring a blue light wave with both hands and shooting it at Dagon, which then transformed into chains that bound him tightly.

Immediately afterwards, another wave of light bullets rained down. Dagon was unable to defend himself and was forced to retreat repeatedly by the dense attacks, eventually falling heavily to the ground.

At this moment, neither of the two giants noticed that a light bullet had deviated from its trajectory and flown into the distance. However, even if they had seen it, they wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with it. After all, if they wanted to win, they had to go all out, and they didn't have the energy to care about such trivial matters.

The light projectile whistled as it flew toward the tall building, hitting the top precisely. The massive rock made of reinforced concrete shattered and crashed down toward the crowd below!

The people shrouded in shadow screamed in terror and scattered in all directions, but the little girl with pigtails stood frozen in fear, instinctively crouching down and covering her head.

——!

"……well?"

The expected loud noise and tremor did not come. The little girl hesitated for a moment, then raised her head with trembling hands:

The giant rock, about the size of a truck, was suspended less than two meters above her, hovering steadily in the air.

The pretty woman who had spoken to him earlier was now supporting the giant rock with one hand. Her sleeve had slipped down to reveal her well-defined arm muscles, which didn't look particularly strong, and could even be described as slender. However, with just a slight tension, they were supporting the weight of the thousands of tons.

"...Big sister?"

In the shadows, Carmilla's golden eyes gleamed, radiating a chilling aura of power.

She looked down at the little girl, lost in thought, her eyes lowered for a moment... then she raised her arm again and threw the boulder onto the open ground to the side.

"sharp……"

The little girl slumped to the ground, her eyes growing brighter and brighter: "Thank you for saving me... Big sister, you're so amazing! How did you do that? Can you teach me?"

"..."

Carmilla forced a smile and slowly shook her head.

"I didn't come here specifically to save you; I just happened to be standing here. There's no need for thanks."

"Big sister is just like a goddess..."

"There is no goddess, and no one will come to save you... In the eyes of the giants you worship, you don't even exist. This is all the result of their whims. Can't you see such a simple fact?"

A dark aura rose from beneath his feet, coloring his body a beautiful dark gold.

The little girl stared wide-eyed as Carmilla revealed her true form, and the shock was so great that she even lost her ability to speak.

"...Goddess...Lady Carmilla!"

--call out!