Urrr! Kill the Evil Spirit! Urrr! 2

[Cicada of the Glass Pane Eye].

It seemed to have a grandiose name, but as of today, that name vanished from this layer.

It was quite a grandiose name for a false god.

According to the Overseer intranet, it used to receive human sacrifices in the past, feeding on countless lives. Human sacrifice naturally accompanies fear, so those who feared this Cicada God increased.

But in a civilized society, there was no way they would leave a crazy god who performed human sacrifices alone.

Eventually, even before the Ark was built, this thing was thoroughly beaten down by a certain country’s cult, and when all its followers died, the Cicada God naturally starved and fell into a false god without even a name. It was said that the Ark picked it up somewhere it was sealed and starving and assigned it to the Enchantment of the Fallen layer.

However, if it gathered followers, its danger would once again spread the terrifying fame of the evil god of the past.

[So, so stop here! If it’s me, I can give you everything you want…!]

“Valet, its mouth is still floating around?”

“Apologies- I will- immediately- dismantle- it.”

[Wait…]

-Whiiirrr!!

Valet skillfully tore apart the Cicada God’s limbs with a circular chainsaw that popped out of his arm.

It goes without saying, but all of the executor’s equipment and weapons were coated with divinity, so even if it was a real god, he could butcher false gods like this like ordinary monsters.

【Human, the fanatical acts of the followers who served the ‘Cicada of the Glass Pane Eye’ have been stopped.】

Theresa, who was monitoring the layer’s CCTV in real-time, said.

It seemed that this Cicada God’s bewitching, alluring function was completely released.

They were fanatical fanatics, but they would be flustered when the god they served disappeared.

From the followers’ point of view, the thing they wanted to deny the most was the disappearance of the subject of their faith, so they would be quiet for the time being.

Whether they went crazy or denied reality.

But how could a god die from bullets?

Without even putting up a proper resistance?

There were many reasons.

Why else would they be fallen gods?

From the time they had divinity, they committed all sorts of atrocities, and from the moment they chose human sacrifice, they were the ones who decided to receive fear instead of faith.

In human terms, it was like eating only snacks or sugary foods instead of normal food and expecting to live a long life.

If it was a truly sacred god, awe would be felt just by its existence, and it would not be injured by such bullets or chainsaws.

Wait.

If it was a god, there was no way it would be injured by human weapons?

Alice’s self-proclaimed genius brain flashed for a moment.

At first, she was just going to kill a few false gods in the Enchantment of the Fallen layer.

But she thought it was a bit difficult to touch some of the really large-scale fanatics, but after slaughtering this one Cicada, Alice and the executor corps felt one thing.

‘Huh? It’s a god, but it’s not that special?’

In fact, fanaticism is like believing in the unknown.

Since there is no clear interpretation or clarification of the existence of a being with divinity, humans naturally have fear and awe towards it, and the residents of the Enchantment of the Fallen layer are those who have gone crazy with this faith.

And the unknown is not something that dies from a few bullets.

A calamity or an S-class monster would be much more frightening.

Even after hunting the Cicada God, Alice and the executor corps continued their march.

With each of their steps, nameless false gods, old gods, and urban legends appeared. The false gods who dared to block the path of the executor corps were either riddled with bullets that destroyed divinity or stabbed by Alice’s mechanical tendril and eaten by ‘Gluttony’.

As Alice hunted false gods and old gods, she suddenly had a thought.

‘False gods are one thing… but there are too many fanatics.’

It had only been three days since she started hunting false gods.

She had only succeeded in hunting four false gods.

Because the fanatics who served them started blocking Alice and the executor corps’ path, having heard about it from somewhere.

“Remember me!”

“I’ll remember you!!!”

“Suicide bombing!”

A fanatic wrapped in bombs hugging Alice (of course, even if the bomb exploded, Alice wouldn’t even get a speck of soot).

The fanatics completely cut off the roads, forcing them to detour far away, and some fanatics even attacked the abandoned building where Sira was staying, somehow knowing about it.

Of course, there was an executor to protect Sira, and Marlang was there too, so there was nothing to worry about.

She heard that Marlang had cut off their limbs and skewered them outside?

Skewering, Marlang seemed pure, but she was brutally cruel.

“Sniper-!”

“Alice-Overseer- the tire- is punctured. We- have to- walk- from here.”

“Ah, shit.”

In the end, the vehicle they were riding in became a concentrated sniper target, making it difficult to even go out to eat.

‘Even if I kill the gods, the fanatics’ resistance is getting stronger and stronger.’

This is a world where fanaticism regularly takes over, is cleansed by Sira’s pilgrimage, and then fills with fanaticism again.

Considering that, it was natural that there were probably countless loyal fanatics seething beneath the surface.

‘In other words, I have to eradicate not only the false gods but also all the fanatics…’

Alice hesitated for a moment.

Was it right to kill them all?

It wasn’t that she was afraid of killing people or that her hands were trembling with guilt, but she was reluctant to literally massacre the countless people living in the entire layer.

What was the reason for doing this in the first place?

Driving out fanaticism was not the goal, but a means to save Sira.

But if she massacred so many people to save Sira, it would be a powder keg.

Sira was such a kind-hearted child that she would probably be shocked if she heard that we did that.

‘Hmm, then what should I do with the fanatics?’

Even if she got rid of the false gods, the fanaticism itself would still remain…

This was probably due to the spell of passion cast on the entire layer…

Ah!

“Everyone, gather!”

“Gathering- complete.”

“You- called, Alice Overseer.”

The executors, who were cutting off the limbs of a certain false god with a chainsaw, gathered at Alice’s call.

They were looking at Alice with eyes that were much clearer and full of loyalty than before.

They had seen Sira in pain and the terrible state of this fanatical layer countless times.

Even if they pretended to be calm on the outside, they were executors who shouted ‘Ah, this is fucked up’ every day on the inside.

But Alice was going to take responsibility for everything and beat down the gods, so how excited would the executors be?

“I’m going to change the plan a little.”

“-What do- you mean?”

“Actually, I was originally going to kill the false gods and roughly deal with the fanatics who were bewitched by them.”

The executors nodded.

Even if Alice and the executor corps physically killed the false gods, the madness and faith would remain.

The bewitched followers would still cry out for the gods, and if they cried out until they spat blood from their throats, there was a possibility that the dead false gods would be resurrected someday, so killing the followers was a natural process.

“To completely kill a god, there shouldn’t even be anyone who remembers it. There shouldn’t be any records, and there shouldn’t be any room or trace of fearing or revering it.”

“Then- shouldn’t- we- slaughter- the followers- as well?”

“That’s the standard. But how many people are there in this layer?”

“30 million.”

“You’re going to kill all those people?”

“Ah.”

“Hmm-”

“That doesn’t make sense. There may be innocent people, and some may have been unfairly driven into this layer. Killing them is clearly a heinous act of trying to destroy the world to save one child.”

“…”

The executors couldn’t help but agree with that.

Killing the fanatics who had fallen into madness didn’t make them feel guilty… but when the entire layer’s population of 30 million was mentioned, their hands trembled a little.

Was it right to kill all those people to save Sira?

But if they only killed the false gods or nameless beings, wouldn’t the ominous seeds remain?

“So, I’m going to change the subject that bewitches them.”

“-What do- you mean?”

“Subject- you mean?”

There weren’t any proper religions in the Ark.

In fact, religion was what people who lived difficult lives relied on the most, and there were many people in each layer who believed in these sound religions.

“Then- are you- thinking of- introducing- another- religion- here?”

“Uh-uh! Even if you bring a new religion to this layer where religion has turned into fanaticism, you’ll only add extreme fanatics or new ones?”

This layer has the spell of passion cast on it.

Unless she went to the central administration and openly protested to the administrator, ‘Please get rid of this,’ she couldn’t touch it.

“So, I’m going to bring the opium of the people to replace religion.”

“O-pium?”

“What is that?”

“I don’t- know…”

Alice grinned as she looked at the bewildered executors.

Alice already had something that had been perfectly verified.

And so, Alice and the executor corps’ march was briefly halted.

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And a week later, in the central plaza of the city, which was the most intact form in the Enchantment of the Fallen layer, countless waves of people gathered wearing red armbands.

“Everyone, stand up! You too!”

“Heil!”

“Heil!”

“Heil!”

It was Sabrina.

Sabrina, the top executive of the Labor Party and the de facto ruler of the lower layer, who had been summoned by Alice, had gathered in the Enchantment of the Fallen layer with a large number of demon party member operatives.

“We are human comrades! Human comrades have a duty to become Übermensch in order to practice and enjoy their existence as richly as possible! Live dangerously! Let’s spread the beauty of red ideology to that tall spire!”

That’s right.

Sabrina, who had been ordered by Alice, began to spread the red fascist ideology in the Enchantment of the Fallen layer. Alice had killed the false gods in a physical sense, but she had also begun to defeat the false gods in an ideological sense.

After all, the sacred red ideology and the Übermensch for humanity were clearly excellent ideologies.