Within just 24 hours, the Power of Faith, using the human body as a nest, would hatch a more corrosive special power called ’Divine Power.’
Once Divine Power was born, the special power released would replace most of the blood vessel walls in the human body, taking root within and forming special hormones that replace endothelial cells, further liberating our body’s power. During this process, the pleasure caused by the spread of Divine Power would make the Chosen willingly beco captives of happiness.
They called this Divine Communication, a proof that the Chosen had transcended their own limits.
However, the addictive nature of Divine Power was too strong, and thus, the Chosen would lose their judgnt of pain, sink into it, and beco toys for the deity resurrected from their bodies, to be manipulated at will.
What awaited them was to stop breathing amidst suffocating phantom pain and spreading pleasure, turning into undead controlled by deities, so you understand, right...?"
Kael squatted down and gently lifted the girl’s face, looking into her eyes, which were already drowned in tears, and said softly:
"So do you understand now? This is what the deities do, they distort reality with illusory happiness, strip away intelligence, and create living undead, all just to consu humans. Hate them, because because of them, your father will never co back." Experience new tales on .Côm
Mira’s gaze was sowhat blank, clearly still unable to understand.
Isn’t illusory happiness also happiness? At least in dreams, there was still a chance to see her parents.
"If you can’t understand, then don’t think about it." Kael released the hold on her cheeks and slowly ruffled her hair, "Like that, don’t cry, I’ll tell you a story."
Mira lowered her head, seemingly resistant as she shook her head slightly, but Kael’s voice beca increasingly solemn: "If you were a brilliant Holy Knight in the Holy Hall, who swore before God to protect the innocent and slay demons and evil spirits.
One day, on your way to exorcise demons, you ca across nobles trying to abduct a girl. During the struggle, the girl’s hat accidentally fell off, revealing the horns on her head—you knew then, she was the demon you were supposed to kill.
But she was clean, with no sll of blood, apparently having hard no one. If she were human, you would have saved her without hesitation.
But she was a demon, and her identity made you hesitate. You were unsure whether to save her or not.
But you had solemnly sworn before God to protect the weak, making a vow against demons."
The girl’s puzzled eyes reflected Kael’s pale but increasingly resolute face.
His eyes were full of exhaustion, but his heavy words continued to rise: "Most demons commit evil; do you think you choose to turn a blind eye or break your vow, screaming out with flas of hatred —
’God, please forgive !’
The young girl was silent for a long ti, her eyes gradually brightening. From her tender throat ca a hoarse scream, as if calling for help: "Will the knight co to protect Miss Demon?"
"No, he will still abide by his own vows."
"Then why does he need to repent?"
"Because he will protect Miss Demon from the harm of the nobles, and then... both the nobles and her will be killed by him."
"Does Miss Demon have to die after all?"
"Yes, but the Holy Knight will be very gentle."
"Is that so?"
"So…" Kael’s gaze seed engulfed by the Abyss, his fingertips sliding down her tattered clothes, his eyes filled with deep sadness, "God, please forgive !"
The Gluttonous Sli Queen, Aister, awakened.
Her fingers, sparkling with Sli Solution, swallowed Mira’s body.
Kael watched her struggle within the life-draining solution, with dense smoke carrying the scent of corpses swirling around.
She staggered to the ground, her earlier discarded peach drink packaging swallowed along with her by Aister.
A non-human roar erupted, the Undead’s rotten and segnted limbs piercing her flesh from behind, had not even burst forth before being crushed into a paste by Aister’s rolling.
She struggled in the murky solution, moving toward Kael, her lips parting and closing, but Kael could no longer hear.
His body stood erect, gently saying, "It will be quick, at least I will let you die as a human."
A howl of wicked wind echoed through the dark alley.
[Lion Heart’s Proof], full power!
Boom~
The collapsing stone wall, the dispersing flesh, along with Mira’s withering life burned out by Blood Flas, slowly disappeared, leaving Kael’s face numb.
Mira had long died; what lived was rely a container about to hatch an Undead.
"Tch, first Grandpa White, then these little girls... Must these alliance forces make stand against them?"
Kael’s voice was sowhat impatient.
The rain in Wandong City couldn’t hide the malice.
Kael believed there was a child nad Mira whose father had fought valiantly on the front lines to protect her, ultimately falling at the west coast’s dusk.
So, he at least hoped this child could die as a human, not as an enemy killed by his own hands.
"Those Undead..." Kael took a deep breath, "have they hidden in the water source again trying to create new Undead?"
At that mont, the communicator beeped.
"Beep~"
The communicator beeped, Kael glanced at the girl almost devoured, and with a complex look at the communicator:
[A ssage: Captain Kael, Wandong City’s research institute sincerely invites you to observe. If you are still committed to the future of the goblin empire, or say, the future you wish to protect, please believe, we are always moving towards a common goal]
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