1050: Chapter 374 Just casually talking between us bros, but you actually did it.
1050: Chapter 374 Just casually talking between us bros, but you actually did it.
Buzz…
Buzz…
Buzz…
Visible fluctuations swept over the mountain ranges as the space occupied by the Naturalism Church was isolated from the God-chosen Continent.
Those inside couldn’t leave, and those outside couldn’t enter.
This was the authority Ludwig had as the Pope; he held the keys to the portal.
Unless he nodded, no one was leaving today.
“Annihilate them all!”
The crowd marveled at Ludwig’s decisiveness and ruthlessness, and were even more surprised to discover that he truly was a devil’s minion.
They had rely speculated, but he had taken it seriously.
Tubie and Dusa were the most bewildered.
The fake Divine Decree, in passing from mouth to mouth, beca a real Divine Decree, not a set-up or slander, but a judgent representing justice and fairness.
Was there a possibility that Wayne wasn’t just spouting nonsense, that he had known from the beginning Ludwig was a devil’s minion and, knowing no one would believe him, he chose to reveal the truth in the na of a false Divine Decree?
Dusa found this reasonable.
Tubie disagreed; the chance that the Pope of the Naturalism Church would defect to Hell was minuscule yet not entirely impossible.
The reason was simple, summarized in one sentence—there are no gods in Hell.
The Seven Demon Lords are considered gods in Hell, but they are not true deities.
In theory, any devil could beco a god, not limited to the Seven Demon Lords.
Ludwig was only one step away from becoming a demigod, but to avoid joining the Divine Nation too soon and being indentured to the Nature Goddess, he suppressed his own cultivation realm, forcefully maintaining himself just shy of the Legendary Mage at the Pinnacle Great Perfection stage.
Becoming a demigod was not an issue if he wished for it.
This thought had lingered for over a century.
In the Mortal World, Ludwig was the leading figure of the Naturalism Church; in Divine Nation, Ludwig was a lifelong subordinate.
Even though there was still potential to climb, due to the Goddess’s brand seared upon him, he was destined to beco a beast of burden, unable to control his fate.
Either work your colleagues to death, or be worked to death by them—the future for workers is a future without a future.
Even if one worked a Subsidiary God to death and took their place, the outco would be the sa.
The path was blocked; all efforts were not for oneself, but for the great glory of the Goddess.
Goddess: “If you don’t work hard, How am I supposed to take down those bitches?
If the company doesn’t go public, where will the money co for employee stock ownership, and how will we acquire the capital to buy out our neighbor in Heaven, who have already beco a multinational corporation?”
To put it more bluntly.
In the Mortal World, Ludwig was the Pope; in Divine Nation, he was a nobody.
Given the disparity in status, Ludwig obviously couldn’t accept it, but Hell was different.
With his demigod strength, if he defected to Hell, he could replace one of the Seventy-two Demon Lords and beco a recognized small-ti manager.
Once he established his own territory, with the authority of the land enhancing him, his own strength could take another significant leap forward.
In ti, to ascend as one of the Seven Demon Lords, beco a Great Demon God, marry the Lord of Lust, and reach the pinnacle of life—all of this was within the realm of possibility.
Yes, Hell was competitive too; not one of the Seven Demon Lords was easy-going.
But Hell offered a future worth working for—one worked for themselves, not for the boss.
This was the high-standard treatnt neither Divine Nation nor Heaven could provide.
The company of Hell truly had bright prospects—you might even have the chance to beco the boss!
They say demons are adept at tempting and ensnaring the heart; with just a few words, Legendary Mages would fall one after another, selling their souls to the devil.
But that’s framing the devil—no Legendary Mage is that naïve.
Even if the devil exhausted its credibility a thousand years in advance, how could it possibly sway them?
It had nothing to do with the devil’s eloquence; instead, Legendary Mages were attracted to Hell’s resources and willingly let themselves be seduced by the devil for their own futures.
It was Ludwig’s turn to choose.
Standing at a crossroads, he decisively stepped toward Hell!
His choice was unexpected yet rational.
Tubie was surprised but did not find it outrageous.
He lanted his own lack of determination and courage, which was why he only amounted to the Great Prophet, while Ludwig had beco the Pope.
Saina looked at Ludwig, who was prepared to silence with death, and asked thoughtfully, “Did you always know he was a devil’s minion, so you had the Great Prophet and the Holy Maiden issue a false Divine Decree?”
Wayne: (-`д´-)
“Do you believe it was a coincidence?”
Wayne guessed Saina wouldn’t believe it; it was too coincidental.
If he weren’t the person involved, he wouldn’t believe it either.
He frankly said, “My constitution is quite special; wherever I go, enemies turn into devils.
That Ludwig is a minion of a devil doesn’t surprise .
I’ve been ntally prepared for a long ti.”
“Forgive my bluntness, but that sounds more like a constitution that attracts devils, rather than one that turns enemies into devils.”
“…”
Saina wasn’t the first to say this, Mona, Hexuno, and Austin had similarly comnted.
The facts speak louder than words, and even Wayne was starting to believe it.
Boom!!!
Ludwig’s oppressive presence was too powerful, and his terrifying aura felt like a deep and boundless ocean inverted in the sky, dark and imposing, where one could feel nothing but heaviness.
Weiwen and two others gradually beca unable to bear it, pulling The Void down around them and opening their own Life Force Fields.
Invisible fluctuations spread out, and the three stood in their own worlds, the pressure dissipated, finally giving them a chance to catch their breath.
At the sa ti, Tubie, Gavin, and Saina also opened their Life Force Fields.
The six joined forces to prop up a green sky, as their imnse life forces interwove, constructing a vast and grand world together.
At the center of that world was Ludwig.
His body was suspended in mid-air, with a Life Force Field three ters in diater, seemingly suppressed by the united attack of the six, struggling to expand his own world.
Ludwig appeared calm and composed, in contrast to the six who besieged him, their faces etched with seriousness, unsure of Ludwig’s depth and fearful that he had already taken that step to achieve the terrifying realm of a demigod.
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