As a traitor, I should raise the banner of rebellion

“This is the era we live in.”

[Saint Bartholomew] looked at Morikami Nozomi and seemed extremely satisfied with the girl's shocked expression.

"In fact, it's not just humans. When other planetary overlords rule this planet, they will be born in a similar way and experience another form of life."

"However, because it was so long ago, the relevant records have not been passed down."

"If that's the case, how did you know that?" Morikami Nozomi seized the loophole in the other party's words.

She stared at Saint Bartholomew with a slightly mocking tone:

"Did He tell you this in person?"

"Although I really want to see His face, unfortunately, I don't seem to have that blessing yet." [Saint Bartholomew] turned a deaf ear to the sarcasm in the girl's words.

He said with a slightly regretful tone.

"I know it by using my ability."

[Saint Bartholomew] stretched out an arm.

This arm, which seemed ordinary to an ordinary adult, was distorted in Morikami Nozomi's eyes the next moment, and eventually turned into a deformed short limb.

It is not quite accurate to say that they have short limbs.

Because this limb is still about 80 cm long.

But the moment he saw it, Morikami Nozomi subconsciously thought it was a deformed short limb.

Because of its style...

"You should be familiar with this." After slightly moving the arm that didn't fit his body at all, Saint Bartholomew said, "This is the arm of a Tyrannosaurus Rex."

"The first Bartholomew died by being flayed. That was his fate."

"And the holy mark born from this is [You are the Son of God]."

"It can transform me into any existence in the world, even one that has passed away."

"For example, your father."

"as well as……"

"A once extinct species."

"And when I become them, their knowledge, memories and experiences from their previous lives will flow into my heart."

During lunch, Morikami Nozomi once tested Saint Bartholomew with something that happened in his childhood.

The latter did not reveal the slightest flaw.

It is because of this reason.

Moreover, the transformation of [Thou Art the Son of God] is not just as simple as mimicry.

After he became Morikami Makoto, even the real world changed as well, so that his transformation would be seamless.

...It's as if this world is also catering to the stigma of "Thou art the Son of God".

"Because of this, I know so many things that other people, even other apostles, don't know."

"Ms. Morikami, among all the weird things, there is a saying that is almost like common sense—"

"This planet is just an egg used to breed 'Him'."

"This planet was born and life evolved on it in order to give birth to Him."

Although one arm still looks a little funny, it does not detract from the majesty of St. Bartholomew in the slightest.

There was an intimidating aura surrounding him.

“That’s correct.”

“As long as he waits until Judas is finished and the twelve apostles gather, then He will be able to break through the barriers that surround Him and allow His life to enter the next stage.”

"When the time comes, He will take the people He chooses and travel freely in the starry sky."

"I will never allow any mistakes in this process!"

[Saint Bartholomew] said this with absolute certainty.

“Although Judah’s rebellion was permitted by the Lord, he had already done it once.”

“Maybe I’ll make the same choice this time.”

He stared at Morikami Nozomi closely, his eyes filled with a frenzy that wanted to burn everything to ashes.

"I have to keep a close eye on him to prevent any accidents."

"so……"

"I need your identity."

"Now that you know so many secrets, you should die without regrets, right?"

As he said this, the Faceless Man stretched out his deformed right hand towards Morikami Nozomi as if to snatch something away...

132. Judas Kiss

Morikami Nozomi's reaction was quite quick. Just as the deformed giant claw reached out towards her, the girl nimbly flipped behind the chair.

She flicked her sleeves and a miniature dagger appeared in her hand.

Morikami Nozomi, holding a dagger, looked at [Saint Bartholomew] with extreme vigilance.

"...You're not going to use a toy like that to stop me, are you?" [Saint Bartholomew] looked at Morikami Nozomi with some amusement.

As if he wanted to hit Morikami Nozomi's heart even harder, he even spread out his arms and exposed his chest.

"I can give you a chance." [Saint Bartholomew] said, and then pointed to his chest, "You can stab here, I won't hide."

In fact, this is actually a trap.

Being able to copy any living being is not all there is to Thou Art the Son of God.

In addition to appearance, knowledge and even body position, "Thou Art the Son of God" can even allow "Saint Bartholomew" to inherit his social relationships and thereby gain some kind of blessing-like ability.

[Saint Bartholomew] has not yet stopped imitating 'Morikami Makoto'.

And Morikami Makoto is Morikami Nozomi's father.

The protection derived from this father-daughter relationship is that 'Nozomi Morikami has no way of harming him at all'.

After all, it is "treasonous" for a daughter to hurt her father.

This kind of protection is recognized by the rules of the world.

Once Morikami Nozomi really throws the dagger, the world will automatically stop such behavior.

Maybe it was a sudden gust of wind, or maybe Morikami Nozomi's hand suddenly cramped.

All in all, such behavior is fundamentally impossible to achieve.

No matter how many times Morikami Nozomi tried, it was the same.

And that kind of frustration will accumulate in the girl's heart, eroding her extremely firm will.

This will greatly reduce the difficulty of Saint Bartholomew replacing her.

But even after he revealed his chest, Morikami Nozomi did not take the bait.

Instead, she laughed, with a hint of contempt in her smile.

That's right, contempt.

Although Morikami Nozomi is now a mortal with no abilities at all, and Saint Bartholomew is an apostle standing at the top of the other world, she can still show such a contemptuous expression.

"Don't think I'll be fooled so easily, Mr. Apostle whose name is too long to remember." Morikami Xi actually remembered the name of "Saint Bartholomew".

She said that on purpose.

"Genju-kun once told me that there is absolutely no such thing as a perfect ability without any flaws in this world." Morikami Nozomi said with a slightly nostalgic tone.

"Mr. Apostle, you should have been lurking around Yuan Jun and me for a while, otherwise it would be impossible to calculate the time so accurately."

Yuanhui just left Tokyo this morning, and almost at the same time, [Saint Bartholomew] replaced Morikami Makoto with [Thou Art the Son of God], changing the world.

This is certainly not a coincidence.

As for him who holds the "Thou Art the Son of God" spell, lurking and observing others is extremely easy.

"But you, who are so cautious, not only carelessly revealed so much information, but also directly opened your heart to me..."

"This proves that you should be sure that I can't hurt you."

"Let me guess. This may be one of the rules of [You are the Son of God]. For example, as your daughter, I cannot do anything to hurt you."

"Why did Mr. Apostle suddenly stop talking? It seems like I was right?" Morikami Nozomi tilted his head slightly.

Because of the girl's beauty, this expression looks a little cute.

But for St. Bartholomew, the hateful meaning seems to be stronger.

"Besides that, the attack power is just not enough."

"No, it should be said that the attack power is insufficient in this state."

Morikami Nozomi looked at the other person's deformed short limbs.

"If I'm not mistaken, after imitating the other party and replacing the other party's existence, Mr. Apostle should be able to obtain the other party's power."

"But unfortunately, my father is an ordinary man."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed and dismembered by his mother."

"The short limbs of the Tyrannosaurus Rex... this thing looks very intimidating, but if you know a little about dinosaurs, you will know that its degenerate forelimbs are not much stronger than those of modern humans."

"If you really want to scare me, why don't you just turn your head into that of a Tyrannosaurus Rex?"

"I think it's probably impossible."

"..." [Saint Bartholomew] did not say anything. He just stared at the girl in front of him, with a hint of disbelief in his heart.

Morikami Nozomi's inference was not wrong.

After becoming Morikami Makoto, he successfully eliminated the girl's weirdness and the bond between her and Genki, but he also had to temporarily accept his identity as an ordinary person.

Although it is not that he has completely lost his abilities, the body parts transformed by this identity cannot exceed a certain limit.

All of a sudden, I lost all my abilities, my bond with the person I depended on the most was severed, and my deceased relatives reappeared before me...

Under this triple blow, a normal person should have given up and let himself be slaughtered. Unexpectedly, Morikami Nozomi was able to think calmly and detect the ability of the holy mark "You are the Son of God" under such circumstances.

Just how determined is this girl's mind?

This cannot go on any longer.

[Saint Bartholomew] made a certain resolution in his heart.

He stood up from his chair and walked towards Morikami Nozomi.

Anyway, Morikami Nozomi had no way to hurt him, so he naturally had nothing to worry about.

So what if the other party knows about my abilities?

She still had no way to break the method of "You are the Son of God".

Although he is now bound by this identity, isn't it the same for Morikami Nozomi?

The restraints on her were much more severe than on him.

After all, she couldn't attack him yet...

But then, his steps towards Morikami Nozomi suddenly stopped.

Because at this moment, the girl actually put the dagger across her neck.

This was not an act of intimidation, because the sharp dagger had already cut the girl's fair neck, and the bright red color was dripping on her skin as pure as white jade.

This dagger was not prepared for [Saint Bartholomew] from the beginning!

The other party was able to appear in front of her openly and state his identity and purpose without any hesitation. Although Morikami Nozomi was extremely looking forward to this, the probability that [Saint Bartholomew] was an arrogant idiot was too low.

He definitely has something completely to rely on.

Just like the "glory bullet" that is reserved for oneself to avoid being captured by the enemy, the dagger hidden in Morikami Nozomi's sleeve has the same function.