The shadow twitched as if it were a single individual living organism. The pulse of soft madness continued intermittently.
The fear that he might be eaten from the tip of his toes engulfed the Pope and the Matapju.
The mouth that had been teasing without knowing the subject became quiet.
“Another god.”
The chaos evil, still as indifferent as the skin, slowly rose from the throne.
The blood-red eyes were facing straight ahead, but they seemed to be reflecting nothing.
For a moment, he stood motionless like a statue.
“Darkness conceived by light......?”
“Exile from the world of return......?”
The two humans each called him by their own names.
However, he did not respond, his thoughts deeply drawn into a slimy and dark abyss.
“Another god.......”
The mumbling repeated.
His voice and eyes became clouded as if he were in a trance.
Only then did the old sense of discomfort settle down.
Was it before the regression?
When Aylet Rodelin first manifested the energy of the divine descent, he had felt that it was a little different from ‘strict order and goodness.’
However, suspecting a saint who had been granted the power of the divine as a heretic was too blasphemous, so he immediately discarded the suspicion.
It was not right to ignore that feeling.
It was foolish.
In the end, he too was trapped in the frame of perception that there was only one god. That is why he did not notice the strangeness of the divine even after entering the Pantheon.
Even after completely abandoning the god, was his consciousness still dominated by the god?
He found his own appearance funny. However, not a single sliver of sarcasm escaped his laughter.
“Another god.”
This was already the third time.
It was bound to be that shocking.
Because it was a condition that shook the foundation of all his plans.
It felt like he had been betrayed by something he had never expected.
“.......”
He walked.
The two legs of supreme evil passed the Pope and the Matapju who were very tense.
“Oh, darkness, why are you like this.......”
“Is there something wrong......?”
Just before he left the main chapel, he said a few words to the two humans who were still begging for a response.
“......I have something to think about.”
The chapel door closed behind him.
The black statues lined up in the straight corridor crawled on both sides. The handsome man walked and walked while receiving the worship of the demons.
The place he arrived was deep inside the Seonghwangcheong backyard where there were neither demons nor humans.
The altar carved out of the rock with a water vein was quiet except for the sound of water.
A space originally used for the training of priests. Standing alone there, Reed raised his head toward the wide open sky.
“.......”
On the night of the disaster he had called forth, stars were pouring down without stopping.
He remained motionless in that posture for a very long time, as if waiting for the day that would not come.
His appearance was even pious, like a priest performing a ritual.
How much time had passed like that?
“God.”
Emotions that seemed to boil over were seeping into his voice.
“Ha.”
The answer he received after a long period of suffering like training was a vain sigh.
He smiled coldly. It was unclear whether he was mocking the world or himself.
“It’s too late.”✠Countless churches on the Serentra Continent had become corrupted.
The area of the blackened land centered around the area of the church that had been encroached upon by magic and the sine wave had expanded.
It was a demonic transformation that could be clearly seen at a glance.
Avicinis continued to expand the colony by sending his followers to various churches.
The dispatch was done by Avicinis' power, and the principle was the same as teleporting the demon to the coordinates of the target church.
The first dispatch was magnificent, sending over 6,000 bishop-level demons to the Inse all at once.
This was enough to show off his power as the Demon King through a barrage of materials.
Now that the main strongholds were secured, it was time to focus on gradually expanding the territory.
The remaining 60,000 priest-level demons were additionally deployed to the expanded demonic colonies, or were ordered to conquer the most strategic locations according to the 'rules' of Armageddon.
Sometimes the target of the conquest was a small church adjacent to a large church that had already been occupied, and sometimes it was a church that was no different from a ruined house in a very remote area.
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From the perspective of the people who were affected, it was just random, and this situation increased the fear of the people.
However, the chaos in the human world has not been great yet.
According to what has been observed so far, the corrupted church expands the territory of the demon world over time.
And it corrupts the humans who enter the territory, steals their souls, and makes them servants of the demon race.
However, it did not cause direct harm to the humans outside the territory. Also, the speed of expansion was slow.
If you were not inside the church at the time of the occupation, you could have easily avoided the danger.
The residents near the church abandoned their homes and fled.
Some went to the far outskirts, or some fled to villages where the church was not occupied.
And there, they waited impatiently for the state to launch a punitive war and resolve the situation.
Gaiyak Village.
Located at the foot of Mount Eltio, one of the remote mountainous regions of the Elfenheim Church, this was one of the few ‘safe villages’.
The villages surrounding it, including Devon Village on the mountainside, all experienced the corruption of the church.
In the midst of all this, Gaiak Village alone escaped the disaster and was believed to be perfectly safe even now.
This was because, unusually for the Elfenheim Church, there was no church at all.
Of course, there was a church until a few years ago.
That was until an old couple with no sound mind set fire to the church, claiming that God had taken their real daughter away.
In the end, it may have been God’s grace that foresaw today’s disaster.
This was especially true because the daughter of the old couple was Muriel Philipse, who is now revered as a saint.
‘Huh! ‘Refugees are flocking to our safe village!’
Jeco Grion of Gaiyak Village was overjoyed.
It wasn’t just because of his pride as the village chief of the sacred village.
The refugees were giving him a lot of money to accept them.
If we just wait like this, the Seonghwangcheong will send a punitive force and sort out the situation.
So until then, he just needs to accept people as a favor and take a big chunk of the profit.
Of course, the labor and expenses for care are borne by the entire village.
Isn’t that what makes a good community? We need to help each other and live.
‘If possible, I wish the Seonghwangcheong would send a punitive force a little more slowly... ... .’
The lowly desire to make a living off of other people’s misfortune. It soon turned into an unbearable karma.
Dududududuk.
Suddenly, the ground shook and the sainhwa began to sprout.
“Hic! What, what is it?”
“Huh, why is our village......!”
“Eww!”
The disaster that was thought to be someone else’s problem hit Gaiyak Village straight away.
It wasn’t just the church that was swallowed up like other villages.
Gaiyak Village without a church. This entire village was turned into a demon world at once.
It happened in an instant, as if it was suddenly swept away by a high tide coming in from a tidal flat.
The damage was severe because they were also taking in refugees from nearby villages.
Only those who escaped to the outskirts of the village barely managed to survive.
The survivors had to watch the village, which had been somewhat normal, turn into a land of death and be taken over by sainhwa and the undead right before their eyes.
“Why is it a village without a church.......”
“Wouldn’t it have been okay if we stayed here......!”
Thanks to this, everyone found out.
The fact that no place on the Serentra Continent was safe from the disaster of Armageddon.
The Ragnaph Magic Republic was also hit in the back of the head by this phenomenon.
Gehenid, the capital of the Republic with the pitch-black magic tower.
This was a city of magicians known for being full of atheists who did not believe in God.
“Other countries say that demons appeared in churches and caused chaos.”
“Oh, oh.”
“We’re lucky we don’t have churches... Oh, no?!”
As soon as a magician spoke, cracks appeared here and there on the land of Gehenid, and a huge black cross rose up.
Then the earth was dug up and a coffin popped out, and inside it, a vampire opened the coffin lid and appeared again.
A bitter smile with fangs exposed spread across the faces of the magicians.
“This is an uninhabited mountain. We will take over this land.”
This wasn't just happening in the capital city of Gehenid.
The Ragnef Republic of Magic, which severed diplomatic relations with the Elfenheim Church long ago, had almost no churches.
Even those with divine power awakened were called white magicians and were blindfolded.
As a result, the entire territory of the Ragnef Republic of Magic became a demon world.
The places where high-level demons emerged became extinct areas like Gaiak Village, and the survivors had to spend their time drying up their blood while playing hide-and-seek in areas where low-level demons roamed.
Compared to the two countries above, the Kingdom of Binchester was in a better situation. This was thanks to the presence of a capable Auror Master Commander.
The Sword of the Kingdom, Romina Recandro, immediately dispatched troops to suppress the disaster that occurred in the churches throughout the kingdom.
She herself also participated in the operation to recapture the Church of St. Hestina, located on the outskirts of the royal capital, Wilhelon.
Thus, the kingdom simultaneously launched a series of subjugation wars. Since the targets of the subjugation were mostly S-class bosses, the kingdom’s forces were sufficient to resolve them.
The demon bishops who had occupied the church fell one by one.
However, the problem was not the battle.
“What, what? Why won’t the demonization stop?!”
“The boss is dead......”
“Look over there! The boss is coming back to life!”
“Heeeeek!”
The copper-skinned Archangel, Helbreon, who had died a moment ago after being struck by Romina Recandro.
He was pulling out the stakes embedded in his wings and getting up.
It was a strange and unnatural movement, like a marionette rising on its own with its strings cut off.
Helbreon spread his three pairs of wings and said.
<Foolish non-believers, you will never conquer the Holy Land.>
The Kingdom's forces had no choice but to retreat in an endless war of attrition.
Their defeat was obvious.
No one knew the 'rules' of Armageddon.
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