Wrong, my skills refresh every week

"Comrade Chardo, you actually lost...! Damn it! Aaaaaaaaah!"

"Don't go crazy Olivas." Witt interrupted the madman's roar.

Valetta asked, "What's the situation underground? Where's that bastard Joker?"

Witt curled his lips: "That guy went back to Alfia... He should have been killed by those bitches now."

Valetta was silent for a moment: "Useless thing..., you can't even win with such a big advantage."

Tina and Jatra, who arrived late, looked at Valetta in the main seat with confusion:

"Hey, why did you lose? Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

"Mmmmm. Tina tried to dissuade you, but you went ahead and sent it off anyway."

Valetta's face turned red: "I was deceived by the despicable Palum of the Hero!"

This time, no one mocked Valletta, because everyone could see that this guy was really a wimp!

Before, it was simply because no one in the camp used their brains, so she seemed particularly powerful.

So..., what is the real reason for failure?

"A traitor... There must be a traitor among us! Otherwise, we wouldn't have failed again and again, and all of them are at the tactical level." Olivas roared.

Witt was very annoyed: "I don't want to discuss such boring issues with you. My Lord has been arrested. I must go to him. Goodbye."

He didn't really want to save Erebus, but he heard an unusual conversation while lying on the corpse.

Werther was born with five sense defects, and the world he saw had no color, only gray, and blood was the only color he could see. Therefore, he hated God, why he was different from others, and pursued death and killing.

just now……

He had to confirm whether Erebus was the "absolute evil" that even he, a flawed person who hated gods, loved.

Also, what exactly was the "divine will" that allowed Charles to take me away and the divine will that allowed me to live?

……

Witt's departure did not cause much waves. He was a foreign aid and as the leader of the entire plan, there was no need for him to be an insider.

Everyone's eyes moved between them.

Olivas: "Sister, you know me. I just like to bully people. Stealing is not my strong point."

Ja Luo: "Sister, you know me well. I only like to play with whips, and I like to be with monsters even more."

Tina and Rimuru leaned together: "You know us. If it were us, you would have been wiped out."

Valetta: “…”

After discussing for a long time, they finally set their sights on Valetta.

Feeling the increasingly hostile gazes, Valetta raised her hand: "You also know me... I am just a simple vegetable."

They looked away and everyone fell silent.

Finally, Tina hesitated and said, "Finn is known as a [God/Man-Made Hero]. Is it possible that the traitors are not the Familiars, but the "Gods"?"

ps: The pronunciations of "神" and "人" are similar in Japanese.

"!"

The unexpected idea completely opened up the minds of Valetta and others.

"Shit, why didn't I think of that?! If those arrogant gods collude with the main gods of Orario and just have fun, they might actually betray us!"

Valetta became more and more excited:

"Cleared! My grievances are finally cleared."

"Yes! It is precisely because they want to create a [God-made Hero] that they gathered the dark factions like us and deliberately made us kill each other, and then pass the information to the God of Orario, so that Finn, the little arm kid, can become famous!"

"[God-created hero] What a [God-created hero]!"

……

That night.

When the rain stopped, the adventurers collected the corpses and went to sleep for a while, leaving only a few guards to patrol to prevent any accidents.

But there are still many people looking up at the sky, waiting for the verdict.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Tower of Babel.

Three gods stood under the sky.

"It's over."

Looking at the cunning moon in the sky, there was no smile, no anger, and no lament. As if it had completed its mission, "Absolute Evil" showed a sense of relief.

"Yes, it's over, Erebus." Astraea, dressed in white, made eye contact with the evil god: "We defeated the evil and won."

Good and evil confront each other.

Chapter 237 Godfather, my godfather!

Erebus's jet-black hair swayed in the night breeze. "This is my first time at the top of the Tower of Babel. It's such a stunning view. If the execution ground was here, I wouldn't have any complaints."

Astraea took out the silver sword of justice: "As agreed, I will punish you."

Erebus didn't care, just looked to the other side: "Hermes, my dear friend, why are you here?"

Hermes lowered his hat. "I am here to witness the execution of my friend. Is that all right, Erebus? I am the only one here. As per your request, I have expelled the others."

Erebus narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

He turned and stared at the sharp blade in Astraea's hand:

"The silver light suits you very well, Astraea. Come on, penetrate me in one breath. I hate pain, and I don't want to make a girlish sound."

Erebus curled up the corners of his mouth, and until the very end, he was still pretending to be arrogant with his clumsy dirty jokes.

Astraea stepped forward slowly.

"Wait."

Hermes interrupted Astraea's actions.

"Before that, could you answer a few questions for me?"

"Oh, at this point, is there anything you still don't understand? I should have confessed everything to Astraea." Erebus chuckled.

Hermes turned his head and glanced at the goddess.

"It seems that your information is not shared with each other. Then I won't interfere." Erebus sneered.

"Just be careful to warn me." Hermes' eyes flickered, and he showed a smile similar to Erebus's: "Well, it's no wonder. After all, I don't have any good divine items. One day, for the sake of the "Last Hero", I might make a scene like you. "

Astraea made a childish, apologetic face. "Ah, Hermes, you are self-aware, and that is a great help."

Even now, there is still a huge information gap between Astralia and Hermes. At least Astralia was completely unaware of the matter of mobilizing the heretics and contacting the sages.

On the other hand, there are things that Hermes doesn't know about, such as...

"Can you tell me? Joker's true identity, who is he?"

As a witness, Hermes raised the questions buried deep in his heart.

“Heh, hum hum hum…” Erebus suddenly covered his face and laughed: “Yes, that’s it, this result is the most interesting.”

He stared at his best friend with crooked eyes: "Sa, the story isn't over yet, why do you want to reveal the answer so quickly?"

"If you want to know the answer, then go find it. I have buried all the secrets there."

"Enjoy the gifts I left for you!"

Hermes' eyes were gloomy. "What are you still planning now? Haven't you already declared failure? Tell me, Joker's identity! Who is he?!"

He grabbed Erebus by the collar and questioned him.

As a god, he knew very well what that unusual and rare ability meant.

As the apostle who promoted the birth of the "Last Hero" on behalf of Zeus, Hermes has placed his hopes on the future jester.

When he saw the favor from Hestia behind Belle and heard her call Alfia mother, he already understood the ins and outs of the whole plan and Belle's life experience.

In the future, Bell indeed showed the qualities of the "last hero". He fought against Chardo alone and suppressed the entire dark period.

It took more than two weeks!

This alone is enough to prove her talent.

however……

"In Belle's future, Joker doesn't appear! It wasn't you, but he who pushed the outbreak of the entire great struggle, right? Erebus, you are just an agent, no, or a substitute for the real culprit."

"Tell me, who is he!?"

Hermes was very anxious. If Erebus died, no one in the underworld would know the identity of the Joker, the lie that even gods could not deceive, and his ever-changing abilities!

His true identity could not be found among the vast sea of ​​children from the underworld.

“Okay…” Erebus couldn’t stand Hermes’s oppression anymore, so he broke free from his hands, coughed, and smiled, “It’s okay to tell you. After all, there is no fourth god here.”

He opened his arms slightly, closed his eyes with a look of relief, and sighed: "His truth is..."

Hermes held his breath, waiting for the moment when the answer would be revealed.

but……

hum-

Like the sound of a thousand birds chirping, a figure in a cloak suddenly appeared in the moonlight outside the Tower of Babel. Hair as black as Hades, and a face that looked exactly like the male god!

Astraea seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "Erebus, tell me, do you love this underworld?"

The God of the Underworld, who had been showing a relieved expression, was suddenly stunned and showed an indulgent smile.

The next moment, a pitch-black, block-shaped flying disc came whistling in with a strong wind, and its sharp scales crushed the god's neck and cut off its head.

Erebus's head, still smiling, was thrown up and down beside Hermes, and then fell, followed by a dazzling golden beam of light shooting up into the sky.

"This……"

His eyes skipped over the beam of light sent by the gods and stared at the figure squatting on the edge of the Tower of Babel.

That playful smile, which was exactly the same as his old friend's, made him feel frightened.

"God Slayer..."

A portion of the dissipated divine light merged into Ciel's back, continuing to specialize this body that was exchanged through the "God Transformation Magic".

Everything starts from the day when the contract was completed.

Ciel used Vanasel to exchange his real name with Erebus, and stocked up on a tool (a replica of the Shield of Equis) that recorded the magic of "transfiguration" in advance.

It was an exquisite pendant, just like a recording magic sword, temporarily recording Charles' [Mind Stealing] magic in the pendant.

Although it can only be used once.

But Charles used the city's resources during the Dark Ages and stockpiled more than a dozen of these pendants in his spare time between forging equipment.

He looked at Astraea: "I can answer your question on behalf of my godfather."

"He loves the children of the underworld the most. He even leaves everything he has to the underworld."

The words that shook God permeated the empty tower top.

Astraea stared at Charles with complicated eyes: "Yes, I have no doubt. Ah, seeing this scene, there is no need to doubt it anymore. He has devoted everything to you, my child."

Hermes was briefly shocked, then furious at the murder of his best friend. He finally calmed down after hearing Astraea's words:

"Really? That guy never intended to tell me the truth from the beginning. Is this the reason? Damn it! You're teasing me!"

"And you..., the one who bears the original sin, you are here to silence us, right?"

Ciel said: "What an arrogant question! When did killing a god become the original sin? Who defined the gods as pure good? Astraea, you?"

The goddess of justice waved her walnut-colored hair and denied, "No, a god who takes pleasure in the lives of the lower world and plays with the fate of life has never been qualified to be called good. Even "Absolute Evil" would not agree with this."

Astraea seemed to understand Ciel's determination, and her eyes became soft and compassionate.