Your notoriety is known to everyone.

“The real Montroy was captured by other members before entering Saint Herte, and I don’t know what his current fate is.

“The body I used before was a puppet made with special techniques. The current me is not my real body, I am also a puppet, and so are all the members here.

"But even if it's a doll, it's not much different from my real body. Are you satisfied?"

Melusie tapped her feet happily and spun around, showing off her figure. Her tone was full of anticipation and desire, and her words were occasionally tinged with tremors, as if she was enduring something.

As for the other five people, they were already kneeling on the ground, rubbing their masks against the ground not far in front of Rogers. It was unknown whether they were performing some strange worship ceremony.

Before Rogers could answer the question, he felt a cold gaze that seemed to have turned into substance. It was Elena staring at him with half-closed eyes.

"Sir, this despicable woman already knows your identity. Should we get rid of her immediately?"

Melusie also noticed Elena's gaze and said coldly with gritted teeth.

"No need, I trust her." Rogers immediately shook his head. At this time, he also understood why the other party called him loudly with the name of "Son of God" and kept calling him the first person "us".

Elina didn't say much after hearing this, but just moved closer to Rogers, straightened her chest slightly, and looked at him with imperceptible contempt in her eyes.

"By the way, what are they doing?" Rogers was afraid that Melusie would continue to dwell on this topic, so he shifted his attention to the five guys who were still wiping the floor with masks.

"According to their status and corresponding etiquette, they should kneel down and kiss the dust at your feet to show their piety.

"But without your permission, they cannot touch your glory without permission. They can only kneel at your feet to express their respect and reverence."

Melusie sensed the intention to change the subject, and responded with a look of disappointment that was hard to conceal.

Rogers nodded slightly. According to the hidden meaning in these words, the person who could stand beside him and answer normally should be of much higher status than these five people, or in other words, the other party's status in the entire Harvester Association would not be too low.

But the guy who was allowed into Saint Herte by the vice-principal was destined to not be very strong.

He had difficulty recalling the relevant characters at the moment, and he didn't have much time to search the text carefully. After a moment's hesitation, he continued to ask:

"Do you have the blood of a succubus?"

From the first sentence the other party spoke to him, the prompt box kept popping up messages about the passive resistance to charm characteristics of [Ignorance Special]. Because it popped up too frequently, he was forced to enable the option to hide the same message.

"Lord Holy Son is so smart. He sees through me at a glance~" Melusie twisted her body and answered very frankly.

The contempt in Elina's eyes disappeared instantly, her eyebrows unconsciously frowned slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes when she looked at Melusie.

Rogers had no time to pay attention to Elena's expression. His thoughts began to work quickly in his mind.

Pretending to be Montroy, he has succubus bloodline, is not very powerful, but has a high status in the Harvester Association...

Even with so many conditions, he still couldn't find the corresponding characters.

Could it be that this guy is just a minor character in the plot like Erina, but in fact there are many things that have not been truly presented in the advancement of the route?

Shaking off his chaotic thoughts, he cleared his throat slightly:

“I believe you have already grasped the location of the Saint, but the fact that you were able to sneak into Saint Herta quietly also shows that your strength level is not very high.

"If my guess is correct, this ability to strip the competition venue should also be made possible by the use of your association's unique high-level props that contain stripping magic skills.

“So in order to better subdue the saint and complete the mission assigned by the gods, I hope you can play a good show with me later.

"If you can help me complete my mission, I will give you the opportunity to meet God."

The five people kneeling on the ground gasped heavily when they heard this, and rubbed their masks against the ground more vigorously.

Melusie excitedly nodded in agreement. At the same time, a mark full of decadence was once again added to her mind, which almost made her collapse to the ground.

"Can't they speak?" Rogers looked at the five people on the ground. If they couldn't answer, they would have to prepare five more parchment scrolls to sign the contract.

"They are not allowed to speak freely without your permission." Melusie explained in a slightly dry voice.

Luo Gesi was confused after hearing this. After he gave permission for the five people to speak, they immediately shouted loudly:

"According to your will!"

The fact that things went so smoothly was beyond Roger's expectations. According to his idea, he should have gone through some more routine and deception, but he didn't expect that the effect of faith could be so powerful.

Just as the contract was completed, a cluster of magic-eating mushrooms behind him suddenly spewed out a large number of spores, covering him and Elena.

"The competition venue is about to start a riot." After watching Elina wave her hands and throw out several wind blades, easily blowing away the spores and chopping up the magic-devouring mushrooms, Rogers said with a serious expression:

"As long as there is one contestant left in this competition, he will be determined as the final winner, and the referee can completely end his duties of supervising the competition and leave the competition venue.

“It seems that the referee has begun to get anxious and wants to expel the remaining people quickly and desperately.

“After all, even if you strip away the competition venue, the academy badges possessed by the students can locate Saint Herte in time and space, which is enough to send them back along the same route according to the established rules.

"We must find the Saint as soon as possible before she is banished back to Saint Herte."

Rogers knew that Alice already knew that this was a trial specially arranged for her by the school, and she would not leave easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

But the situation has changed too much. For example, according to the development of the plot, the first person Melusie should have found should not be herself, but Alice.

In order to prevent more accidents from happening, it is safest to speed up the process.

He pulled out a hemp rope from his sleeve pocket and deftly tied up Elena's hands with a noose. Then he took out another rope and tied it around his own wrists.

"You are troublemakers outside the game. The people in the venue will not actively attack you, so you can just protect the two of us. After all, the more people remaining in the venue, the better it is for us.

"Finally, we two are now your prisoners. You can use us as hostages to threaten the Saint later."

Rogers quickly gave a few instructions to the members of the Harvester Association and immediately asked them to lead the way as soon as possible.

In order to take care of Rogers and Elena, these members no longer used spells to fly high in the sky, but surrounded the two of them, ready to guard against any unusual changes in their surroundings at any time.

As Rogers ran wildly among the trees, he instinctively sensed that the elements of corruption in the space were constantly rising.

Under the sky filled with purple light and engraved with blasphemous and twisted runes, a dark and depressing atmosphere permeated the forest, making everything seem strange and hazy.

However, for him, the feeling of being surrounded by the aura of decadence was as comfortable and refreshing as if he were back home, and it even further strengthened his physique.

The members of the Harvester Association used various elemental magics to destroy the sudden poisonous vines, while loudly praising the wisdom of the Son of God.

Rogers responded with a shy smile, mentally sorting out the next steps necessary to get rid of them.

Although these guys looked arrogant enough to invade Saint Herte, they still came here using spirit-possessed puppets, and they must have key props like the academy badges to return to the corresponding time and space.

Therefore, if we want to offer sacrifices, we can only sacrifice their spirits, but lack the corresponding flesh.

Rogers didn't even bother with this kind of firewood that was short of weight.

If Plan A doesn’t work, you will have to carefully plan the materials needed for Plan B.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the girl named Melusie a few more times while running.

After running for about a quarter of an hour, Alice, standing at the fork in the distant path, came into Rogers' sight.

The other person looked a little tired, and in front of him lay a fallen black giant wolf.

Beside her, Derek and Eunice, who were panting, were observing their surroundings with vigilance.

The three men were all surprised when they saw Rogers running over. After seeing the hemp ropes on Rogers and Elena's wrists, as well as the black-robed men surrounding them, the magic power of the three men surged instantly and their faces gradually became ugly.

"Are you the invaders from the Harvest Cult?"

Alice looked vigilantly at the people from the Harvester Association who were standing not far in front of her. Her eyes swept over Rogers without stopping, but after confirming that the other party had no obvious injuries, her nervous expression relaxed a little.

"Heh! A cult?! Are gods that haven't entered the Pantheon evil gods?! I think you who are bound by those stupid rules are the real cultists!

“The entire competition venue is now under our control, and we have the chief from Hilmi Academy as a hostage!

"Lady Saint, if you don't want this handsome young man to be stripped of his clothes and have a few children in front of you, you'd better let us strip you of a few high-ranking privileges. We will be happy to let you return to Saint Herta safely."

Melusie first fiercely refuted Alice's insult, and then excitedly grabbed Rogers' collar, her actions full of impatience.

"you dare?!"

Alice's eyes instantly burst into flames of extreme anger, and the magic power around her suddenly rolled non-stop, condensing into a rich stream of light that swirled around her, creating waves of pressure that frightened the people around her.

Not only her, Elena also cast an indifferent look at Melusie at this moment, her eyelids slowly drooped, her lips slightly opened and closed, as if she was chanting some kind of spell that did not require any utterance.

"I...how can you be so arrogant as to dictate the size of my courage?"

Melusie wanted to continue to refute, but for some reason, she felt a sense of crisis in front of her and behind her, causing her to change her words.

"Well, thank you for helping me find Alice. Now please stand still and cooperate with me to finish this drama."

Rogers easily broke free from the hemp rope on his hands, and then took away Melusie's little hand that was grabbing his collar.

He took out a delicate transparent diamond-shaped bottle from his sleeve pocket, which was filled with colorless liquid.

This is a potion called Soul-Strengthening Soup, which can strengthen the mind and soul, and often serves as the material for higher-level mental or soul potions.

In addition to this general effect, it can be added to most spells to achieve the effect of directly attacking the soul and mind.

Even though it is small and insignificant, it took most of Rogers' accumulated credits to exchange for it.

If Derek hadn't collected the donation in time, he might not have been able to cash it.

Click——

As the bottle broke, the Soul-Solidifying Soup quickly fell to the ground, followed by a slight tremor in the magic book, and a strong earth element gradually gathered under the feet of the Harvesters Association members.

They moved the masks towards their own Holy Son in disbelief. They didn't understand what the Holy Son was going to do.

But the previous contract required them to follow Roger's orders and act out the show. They could not open their mouths or move, and could only wait blankly for the earth elements to gather quickly.

puff-

Spikes glowing purple suddenly shot up from the ground, piercing through their puppet bodies in an instant and lifting them up to more than three meters high.

"Wait! You can't do that!"

Alice seemed to have sensed what Rogers was going to do next, and she spoke out anxiously to stop him.

But with a snap of Rogers' fingers, several spikes burst out from the body of the spike again, completely piercing all the members except Melusi into the shape of sea urchins.

At this time, Rogers also fulfilled his promise and sent everyone from the Harvester Association to see the gods.

However, this god is not from the Abyss, but the Game Spirit of the Abyss of Disorder.

But for the creatures in the Abyss of Disorder, something that is tainted with the strong aura of the Bottomless Pit may not be a very good food.

This is also the reason why the competition venue that just had a riot did not increase its efforts to eliminate them.

After all, they are not within the rules of the game. They either escape actively or die passively. If they die, they can only be taken away by the game referee.

"Aren't they bad guys? Why can't they be killed?"

After snapping his fingers, Rogers pretended to be confused and asked in surprise.

Chapter 57: Rogers's Generous Sacrifice

Alice did not answer Rogers' question immediately, but looked into the distance with a serious expression.

The blasphemous and distorted shapes and symbols continued to wriggle and slide across the sky. The vegetation in the surrounding woods no longer rioted, and no monsters rushed out from the woods anymore.

Because no one present spoke, everything seemed extremely quiet, and an inexplicably strange atmosphere permeated the air.

"The entity that monitors and keeps score in this competition holds authority over the game.

“So for Him, the game we play can be considered a sacrifice for Him.

“Normally, our victories and defeats would be rewarded or expelled according to the established rules.

“But those people are not contestants. Especially since they are believers of the evil god of the bottomless pit, their position is extremely contrary to that of this being.

“Your act of killing them is like forcing this being to swallow a slug alive, and it will have consequences that no one can know.

“But as of now, the basic rules of the game are still in effect. Before the final winner is born, this being will continue to perform the duties of the referee.

"But there are unforeseen dangers here. For safety reasons, I hope you can leave the competition as soon as possible."

Alice slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at the Harvester members who were lifted up by the sharp spikes. Except for Melusie who was still dying but still had some life, all of them had turned into empty shells.

Her expression was extremely serious as she slowly explained to Rogers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Rogers said ashamedly.

According to the assumption, his deliberate act of finding fault should be enough to make the Game Spirit of the Abyss of Disorder appear. Could it be that the aura of blessing on him made Him dare not come out?

[Notice! Because of your behavior, the game spirit of the Abyss of Disorder casts a look of disgust and vigilance at you. ]

Rogers looked at the information displayed in the prompt box and let out a long sigh.

Although the Abyss of Disorder is opposed to the Abyss, because they belong to the same fallen camp, the status of the Spirit of Game itself cannot cause any harm to him who is currently blessed by the gods.

Originally, as long as the other party showed up and he went through a simple set of procedures, the drama should have been over.

"Him? Authority? Is our referee a god?!" Eunice's eyes widened instantly after hearing Alice's explanation and she asked in disbelief.