Lette and Emily exchanged a glance but said nothing.
"I’ve felt your zeal for missionary work, it’s impressive. However, preaching requires wisdom and contemplation.
I won’t bla you for what happened today, nor will I ntion it to your Hall Master.
You all, go back."
"Thank you, Church Ancestor! Thank you, Church Ancestor!"
The believers thanked profusely and turned to head towards the cargo port.
"To make them change jobs is the sa as killing them."
Emily murmured the intelligence she had just received: "They can no longer go out to fish. The people at the cargo port are willing to take them in, give them work, let them earn money and have food and drink.
But they’re still angry, thinking that it’s harming them...
This group is indeed a little off."
"Lette, did you think of sothing again?"
Lette gazed at the vast sea horizon: "Emma and Unica are not fishern. In a sense, they’ve changed professions, right?"
"Oh... oh!"
Emily suddenly understood: "You’re saying... let think... yes! That’s right!
The girls who were murdered, they and their families were not fishern.
If they all ca from Hegro Fishing Village, coupled with what the opposing side said during the conflict...
Changing professions from being fishern can be linked to the Sin of death.
The murderer’s motive could be to eliminate these people?
Or, these girls?"
"No! If that’s the case, he has no need to only kill young girls. This is still a form of sacrifice!
Except, it’s not a blessing sacrifice but an atonent sacrifice."
Lette tapped his forehead with his fingers: "The killer doesn’t wish to gain sothing through killing and sacrificing, but hopes to calm the wrath of so existence and lift the punishnt that has been imposed or is about to be imposed through such actions."
Emily drew a sharp breath: "Could it be, The Liar Demon is ensuring this ritual proceeds smoothly, to... calm so existence’s wrath?"
Lette snorted coldly: "The way to dispel Disaster is definitely not through the sacrifice of human lives.
This thod of harming others for peace is a despicable tradition among despicable traditions.
If one does this, that indeed is inviting Sin!
The thing I hate the most is people who claim to do things in the na of righteousness but actually do filthy and shaless things.
Such scum, I see one, I eliminate one!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
Lette’s right hand trembled, and the Sin Light Greatsword appeared again, emitting a jubilant buzz.
"...Sotis I really don’t understand your standards of judgnt."
Lette flicked his hand to suppress the power and withdrew the Sin Light.
Emily’s eyes were resolute: "I also want to quickly capture the murderer and bring him to justice.
After all, my dear sister Alice is about to arrive, and I don’t want any more vile incidents.
What if it frightens her?"
Lette rolled his eyes: "I beg you! Compared to you, this noble young lady, Alice has experienced so much more of society’s harsh beatings.
She’s seen more of the dark side than you’ve walked through salt.
Even though she’s young, her mind is much more mature than yours!
Having gone through such a tragic life, yet still retaining a pure heart.
Alice is really not easy.
However, if you want to act like a sister, there is no need."
"I am a sister! I am a sister!"
Lette glanced at the sun: "Then, as Sister Emily, could you do the favor of waiting for your other sister Unica?
I estimate that by the ti she finishes talking with the fishern at the fishing port dock, the thick fog will have already risen.
She’s also a target of the enemy now and shouldn’t act alone.
Lilith is busy digesting Desecration, so only you can go."
Emily asked curiously: "Speaking of which, if Lilith successfully digests the Desecration, what will her concept beco?"
"Hard to deduce since the amount of Desecration this ti is not much."
"What... what do you an, didn’t we extract all the Desecration attributes from the Desecration Temple?"
"Who told you there’s only one Desecration Temple in this world?"
"Ah?"
Lette spread his hands: "Did you think a single Desecration Temple could contain all the Desecration concept attributes?
Then you underestimate Desecration too much.
After the Profanity Monarch was besieged and killed back then, the attributes of Desecration scattered far and wide.
To this day, most of the Desecration attributes remain without a master.
I told you, concepts like Desecration, Gathering, and Sublimation have a sort of enhancent and correction effect on most other concepts.
The possessor of such a concept becos a target of hunt for other concept possessors.
Just like soone like Lilith, needing Desecration-type Conceptual Powers to neutralize her own wayward concept.
There are quite a few like her.
Therefore, most rule-based strong individuals deliberately avoid this type of concept when advancing to Conceptual level.
Because even if you’re strong, you can’t rest easy in Conceptual level battles.
Being lusted after, rembered, calculated, and besieged by so many people, in the end, you’ll be unable to hold on.
The Profanity Monarch is a good example of this."
Upon hearing this, Emily imdiately got nervous: "Then what about you? Your Ergence is actually of this type of concept, right?
Last ti I asked you, you stayed silent...
If you get exposed, you’ll also be sieged and plotted against, right!"
"Yes."
"...Then why did you still expose yourself? The Liar Demon must know about it, right?"
Lette laughed proudly, "This... is a secret, you’ll know in the future.
For now, I can only say, you don’t need to worry."
Seeing his confident deanor, Emily sighed helplessly.
"I worry for nothing, this guy... always has endless tricks up his sleeve.
Alright, I’ll go wait for Unica near the fishing port.
Save so dinner for , alright!"
Lette waved: "Bring back so fish while you’re at it, let’s have seafood tonight!"
"Yay!"
Emily turned and ran off quickly, but after a few steps, she turned back to wave at Lette before heading towards the fishing port.
After waving her off, Lette also turned and headed towards the grocery shop.
When he returned to the shop entrance and saw the store sign he personally put up, he sighed helplessly.
"After preparing for so long, it should be about ti to open the shop."
Lette pushed open the shop door and walked in. Lilith was still in her room digesting Desecration, while he headed straight to his room.
Sitting at the desk, Lette spread his hand, and the Fertility of flesh and blood gathered and jumped onto the table.
Lette took an empty bowl: "Get in the bowl."
The Fertility of flesh and blood was startled, fearing that Lette might eat it. But eventually, it obediently jumped into the bowl.
Luckily, Lette did not plan on eating it at this ti.
Fumbling around, Lette pulled out two slightly damaged optical discs and shook them.
"Want to eat?"
The Fertility of flesh and blood shivered with excitent, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
It could sense that the two broken discs in Lette’s hand were Immortal Divinity.
You see, for the Fertility of flesh and blood itself, Immortality is essentially its primal attribute.
As for Truth, it was Lette’s forceful twist through the Cult’s faith.
After all, relying solely on imagination, it’s challenging to associate Truth with the Fertility of flesh and blood.
Too abstract!
But even though it’s so abstract, Lette managed to nurture it successfully.
There’s no such thing as too abstract, only more abstract.
But if you’re talking about craving for the primal attribute, the Fertility of flesh and blood certainly hopes to enhance its Immortal Divinity.
Especially after its last feast from the Disaster Crocodile, it obviously tasted sothing good.
Now there’s another treat, it’s naturally thrilled.
"I paid such a huge price and put so much effort into nurturing you. I hope you grow up to beco a valuable God talent.
I hope you live up to expectations.
Swallow these two Immortal Divinities at least spare two Divine Curses!
Otherwise, our cult will find it challenging to continue.
At least as a Church, you have to have so Divine Arts to show, right?"
Though it could not speak, the Fertility of flesh and blood was nodding even more desperately.
Seeing this, Lette tossed both discs into the bowl. The Fertility of flesh and blood imdiately encompassed both discs, beginning a frenzied devour and absorption.
"No need to overdo it like this..."
Lette sternly criticized its gluttonous behavior and sighed at the thought of the frantic breakfast scenes every morning among the believers.
Whichever God you have, you’ll have believers of the sa nature, all in the sa lineage.
While the Fertility of flesh and blood was devouring Immortal Divinity, Lette took so paper and dipped a quill pen in ink, starting to write and draw.
As a cult, not even having an appropriate evil scripture felt evidently unqualified.
Just happened I have the ti now, might as well whip sothing up casually.
"What should it be called? Let’s call it ’Blood and Flesh Creeping’!"
Having picked a title, Lette promptly began drawing and writing.
A good title is a good start. Seemingly inspired, Lette filled the small stack of paper quickly.
This sensation of achieving sothing in one go felt genuinely delightful and addictively soothing.
Even though there were one or two typos, it was insignificant!
When writing a book, every typo is heaven’s blessing, a gift from fate!
They aren’t typos but unrecognized interchangeable characters!
But after finishing, Lette picked it up and looked, his expression turned sowhat awkward.
"This... rather than ’Blood and Flesh Creeping,’ it’s more like ’Fitness: From Beginner to Grave’!"
Lette scratched his head, hadn’t noticed while writing, but now seeing it, mostly it was so inhumane fitness thods.
Without joining the Flesh God Sect, regularly consuming the inactive part of the Fertility of flesh and blood, or having a flesh seed.
Practicing according to it would basically be suicidal behavior.
Sue won’t have to worry about it leaking.
Even if it leaks, nobody can probably master it, naturally anti-piracy.
"Forget it, at worst, I’ll release a simplified edition later, or a publicity special edition, or divide it into a beginner’s guide, advanced level edition, and so on."
Lette straightened up before turning to the Fertility of flesh and blood.
Having absorbed the discs, it turned oddly quiet, that without noticing, Lette might mistake it for a bowl of odd at.
"Hey, don’t play dead, absorbed enough yet? Have any Divine Curses been concocted?
If not, I’ll chop you up for fish feed!"
The Fertility of flesh and blood shivered, straightened up hurriedly. It cast a Divine Curse at Lette with its limited Divine Power.
"Oh?"
Lette felt his physical strength enhanced, the blood flow hastened, making him exceedingly excitable.
"A beneficial blessing Divine Curse, not bad! Let’s call it ’Blood Flesh Mad Song’! Any others?"
The Fertility of flesh and blood imdiately cast another Divine Curse, causing Lette’s arm to beco bizarre.
Upon his thought, a large amount of blood and flesh gushed from his arm, transforming into a sharp combat blade.
"A shaping Divine Curse, sowhat similar to Blood Magic, yet with scales and bones, still has its traits.
Okay!
But it has a flaw that this Divine Curse only works on those with a flesh seed.
And for lower-level flesh seeds, the effect might not be as good as mine...
But it’s good enough.
Hmm, what, you have more Divine Curses?"
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