her huge amount of time passed.

“I continued to get stuck on this path.
While I contemplated whether it would be impossible to replace faith with anger for holy power, I came to this conclusion—a way to unify the soul by adding up the grudges into one body.
The theory was perfect, and I had to experiment with it, but it was impossible to hold grudges with the normal human body.”

She tried to use the bodies of the other races because they were stronger but they exploded to death.

“And then I met Prometheus.”

After talking with him, she realized that he would be the perfect one.
But her original idea wasn’t that perfect.

“Once again, I fell into researching things.”

It must have been a hellish time for Prometheus, but he had endured all of the experiments for the sake of his goal of killing the 12 Gods.

After numerous experiments, she realized that the originally black mana was specialized at holding grudges and made Prometheus into his current form.

“It was easy after that.
Gradually, we rose, and the 13th holy power was created.”

It was a darker and more terrible power to wield compared to the other Gods, but that didn’t matter.

“It is the power I got from my Lord.
If I get reprimanded in the process, I will accept it sweetly.
If you say you will take my strength away, then fine.
I can give it to you with a happy heart now.
So…”

Jormungand looked at the sun and said,

“Please don’t disappear from now on.”

Jamie couldn’t breathe.

Because of him, she ended up doing a lot of things she shouldn’t have done.

If it was because of her greed, he would have punished her, but he knew she was doing it for his sake.

It was madness.

Jormungand’s every action was tinged with madness when it came to her Lord because he was her world.

And then her whole world suddenly disappeared.
Besides, there was nothing to control her, and it was natural for her to run rampant.

“I am sorry.”


It was the same with Behemoth and Trika.

Everyone had suffered due to that.
Not just that, many had sacrificed their lives after Diablo vanished.

The difference between himself and the 12 Gods was the number of lives sacrificed.

What kind of savior and last guardian was he?

‘But….’

He had come all this way.

He felt sorry for the innocent people who had been swept away by his actions, but they had already reached this point.

Therefore, it was only right that he would apologize to them once the 12 Gods were taken down.

Otherwise, the deaths of those who have been sacrificed would be meaningless.

“Get up now.”

“Lord.”

“How can you be punished? When the fight is over, and if we are still alive by then….”

Jamie looked at the dawn and continued,

“..we can accept the punishment we deserve.”

“… Yes.”

Now was the time to focus on what was in front of them.

Then, just in time, a call came.

[Diablo….
No, Jamie Welton.]

The holy power of Jamie felt drawn as the voice of the Goddess could be heard.

[I need your help.]

“The Chimera Legion of Zenith has joined!”

“A huge portal has been created on the left! The cavalry of the Lily Church is charging over the flanks!

“Soldiers with an odd great sword on their right arms have appeared! The damage to our allies is serious!”

“We need to retreat!”

Ricky gnashed his teeth at the bad news which kept coming in from everywhere.
The situation of the war was not tense until yesterday.

However, in about an hour, everything had gone terribly wrong.

This was expected.

Two churches joined forces on the enemy side, and Pyro was alone on their side.

There was no way the balance of power was right.
Yet they endured because Zenith, their God, didn’t affect the battlefield.

‘Has Zenith intervened?’

Secret troops that were hidden within the Zenith church were appearing one after another.

He didn’t know where such monsters were kept hidden, but in this state, they were retreating.

‘Other countries are not in a condition to help.’


At least the master-level warriors in the Seldam Kingdom were active on the battlefield.

“You bugs… I will destroy you all.”

The Flame Emperor, Count Simon, hurled lava at the enemy troops.

“Linmel, you foolish old man, I will do your share.”

1st elder Offen Ginger manipulated the airflow and used the lightning around.

“You who destroy the peace of the world… can never be forgiven, especially if the lives of poor people have been sacrificed.”

Siegfried, who recovered with Ricky’s help, couldn’t hold back his anger and controlled the space to rush at the enemies.

“Shit.
You said that it was because of Seldam that you were like this? I will kill you all!”

Gastol, one of the Five Sword Masters of Seldam, mercilessly wielded his twin swords in aura.

In addition to that, the Masters from the north, who were dispatched and joined forces with them, were holding the defense line.

But everything had a limit.

“Brother.”

Saint Anna, who was sitting next to Ricky, looked anxious.

With the holy power of a saint within her eyes, she could feel how the battle was happening.

“At this rate, we will get pushed back.”

They had to choose, and Ricky held the sword that was next to him.

And told the aide,

“Inform the Pope.”

“Apostle! No!”

The aide, who understood Ricky’s intentions, tried to stop him, but the man had already made up his mind.

“I will head to the battlefield.
If we lose this place, we do not have any future.”

“… I understand.”

The aide sighed, lowering his head, and Ricky looked at Anna.

“Anna.
You should head to the main church too.”

“But brother…”

“It is fine.
Besides, if I turn away from the soldiers who are fighting hard, then I cannot be called an Apostle.
I will be trash.”

And it was unacceptable for him to abandon the position and run away from the role that the Goddess had given him.

If he was an Apostle, he had to fight by their side and maybe die when needed.

“If I die, please look after all this…”

“Brother!”

Ricky smiled at her and left her.

“… please come back to me all well.”

Ann prayed earnestly for her brother, who stepped onto the battlefield.

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