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I plan to blow up all the envoys of the Holy Imperial Kingdom along with the palace of the Baltaria Imperial Castle.

It was clear that he was bragging.

This must be a ploy to make him back off like this.

The holy emperor and other would-be saints were taken hostage. It was indeed a despicable method suitable for an apostle who worshiped the disaster god of war.

Gael gritted his teeth and glared at Edanant.

‘Are you going to blow up the Baltaria Imperial Castle like this? If a huge explosion occurs, there will be numerous casualties, including the people of the Holy Imperial Kingdom staying in the villa… .’

Unless you’re bluffing.

What if he comes out as a judge?

Earthmother Gael is a benevolent goddess who truly loves all her followers.

That’s why I couldn’t help but be horrified by Edanant’s threat of mass destruction.

“Do I look like I’m leisurely making jokes?”

Hehehe.

Edanant said as he raised his trigger.

Then Gael screamed inwardly and took a step back.

“Gi, wait… ! Are you really going to blow it up?!”

“Of course. When I think about the humiliation you suffered today… I want to pull the trigger right now.”

The confrontation between Gael and Edanant was like watching a terrorist and a negotiator.

I’m going to explode.

Please think again.

An urgent situation unfolded in the quiet, quiet palace grounds. No one would have dared guess that the apostle of the God of Calamity and the possessed body of the Earth Mother were approaching the moment of imminent death.

“Lière is great!”

“Stop!”

Gael instinctively screamed as he recalled the moment when the would-be saints of the convent, who had grown up beautifully like the brilliant gold and silver treasures in a jewelry box, were horribly sacrificed.

no.

I can’t sacrifice my children… !

Even if it was for the greater good, sacrificing beloved believers was unacceptable. I would sacrifice as many bugs as the disaster god that came in from outside.

‘That bastard…’ ! The look in your eyes shows that it’s sincere! ‘I plan to blow up the Baltaria Imperial Castle with self-destruction!’

The golden eyes were emitting breathtaking madness.

I’m serious.

He is seriously going to self-destruct.

Klik-.

The trigger of the percussion device made a dizzying metallic sound.

I pressed it halfway.

If you press just a little more, all the high explosive bombs wrapped around your body will explode at once.

This is not an exaggeration or bravado.

Gael gasped at the pressure of a hostage situation that would determine the life or death of countless lives.

“Why did you choose me as your hero? Blow honestly.”

“Well, that’s… .”

“When I first encountered the oracle, I thought that its purpose was to destroy it along with the saint’s party… After thinking about it carefully, something seemed unclear. If he was sincerely aiming for mutual annihilation, he would have first revealed to the kings of each country that the saint’s party was trying to resurrect the fortune of death.”

“… … .”

The front and back do not match.

It was too clumsy to say that he was aiming for the simultaneous destruction of the disaster god of war and the saint’s party.

What is your aim?

Recalling the oracle proclaimed by the Holy Emperor Boern, I doubted its true intentions.

As if to prove that his previous doubts were correct, Gael fell into tears as he was asked questions.

Ilshin, whose true intentions were discovered by the Disaster God’s apostle, showed his anger by trembling with his fingertips.

“Common annihilation? There is no way I would sacrifice Beatrice!”

“… … .”

“I have only one purpose. To prevent the end of the world by using you, foreign substances that flowed in from outside. Then we can save Beatrice.”

“… It’s an idea that came out of a child’s head.”

Is this something that the gods belonging to the Creator God have in common?

Gael truly loved his believers in this world. Just as Broyan cherishes his creations, Ruinongs, like golden jade leaves.

However, infinite affection always leads to tragedy.

Just as Broyan confined the Ruinongs to paradise due to his excessive overprotection, Gael tried to intervene in this world by constantly asserting his position as the sole god in order to save the believers of the Holy Empire.

‘A generation like Liere would have lived for thousands of years… . My mental age is barely that of a high school girl. How on earth did he drive out all the gods and take over the throne of the One God?’

There was not a trace of divine majesty to be found.

Gael, the Earthmother, reminded me of a girl with a mysterious spirit whose hair was colored with flowers.

It even made me wonder if the writer who serialized ‘The Maid of White Blessing’ might have created Gael, the Earthmother, as her own persona.

Originally, writers tend to sneak their own tendencies into their works.

* * *

The alliance meeting ended successfully.

The Earth Mother’s oracle was quickly spread by the kings of each country who attended the conference.

A new hero of the Holy Empire was born.

Soon, the Demon Lord of Death will be resurrected from the cursed land.

The crowd who heard the oracle vomited out fear, recalling the terror wielded by the Demon Lord of Death.

And expectations began to show as a new warrior who became the devil’s opponent was presented as a hero.

“Isn’t Sir Edanant the hero of the Baltarian Empire who defeated all the Disaster God’s apostles? I believe that we will definitely prevent the resurrection of the Demon King!”

“The Earth Mother said so, so it is definitely true!”

The kings of various countries gathered on the outdoor terrace of the imperial castle and praised Edanant.

Defeated the demon and saved the Platinum Princess.

He protected the imperial capital of the Valtaria Empire from the apostles of the God of Disaster.

Edanant’s achievements so far have fully proven his noble qualities as a warrior. Therefore, the kings of each country praised their performance and expressed confidence to the point of complacency.

‘On a topic I know nothing about… !’

If it were her usual self, she would have felt vicarious satisfaction as she nodded her head at the voice praising Edanant.

But this time was different.

Ludmila, who was leaning on the balcony and looking at the scene, twitched the corner of her mouth to show her displeasure.

This was because he predicted the catastrophe that would be caused by the Earth Mother’s oracle.

‘Edanant and the saint’s party will face an unfortunate future in which they will point sharp swords at each other. The person behind the attempt to resurrect the disaster god of death is… ‘It’s a saint’s party.’

I suddenly heard from Edadant that a missing saint party was trying to resurrect the disaster god of death in the demon world. I haven’t heard the reason for that.

Edanant was appointed as a warrior of the Holy Empire.

A party of saints trying to bring back the disaster god of death they defeated.

We must kill each other.

As the oracle of the One God was given, it became an unavoidable necessity.

There was no way that the Holy One God did not know that Edanant was an apostle serving the disaster god of war.

Know.

Knowing him, he must have given a cruel oracle.

The intention is to deal with both the disaster god of war and the disaster god of death.

Ludmilla deeply cursed the cruelty of the One God who tried to make Edanant a scapegoat.

‘Even if I had to fight Maximilian… Edanant will also bear the curse of bone-throwing competition. Covered in blood from the blood shed by his comrades.’

why.

Why on earth should Edanant be cursed by God?

I don’t know.

No matter how much I thought about it, I could not understand the tenacity of the One God.

Edanant, who saved countless people while desperately defeating the cruel cultists, deserved to be blessed, not cursed.

However, for some reason, the benevolent One God only hurled cruel curses as if he would not tolerate even an ounce of happiness.

It’s unreasonable.

What greater injustice could there be than this?

Edanant deserved to be happier than anyone else for being recognized for his good deeds.

Ludmilla felt her heart slowly sinking into a dark hatred.

However, despite this, she did not stop hating the Earth Mother who forced a curse on her beloved lover.

“… Lowly insects.”

The dark hatred eventually came out as an eerie voice.

Hatred and contempt.

Arrogance that looks down on all things except oneself.

I felt bad feelings towards the crowd of people in the imperial city who were only praising the Earth Mother and congratulating the selection of a new hero without knowing the details.

The sight of the kings sipping their drinks and imagining a rosy future was enough to fill me with curses.

-Despise it endlessly. Hate and hate endlessly.

A voice was heard.

That was the voice Ludmilla heard when she was chosen by the red dragon.

But something was different.

The red dragon’s voice, which was full of reverence and nobility, degenerated into ugly anger.

no-.

It was definitely not deterioration.

Because the fortune that had been reduced to a puppet of the Earth Mother was returning to its original form.

“… … !”

I felt a headache penetrating my brain and nausea twisting my internal organs.

I felt dizzy.

Even my steps were precarious, as if I would collapse at any moment.

Ludmilla burst into the dressing room as if being chased by something and slammed the door shut.

“What the hell is this… .”

Ludmila, who was panting heavily, raised her head.

Soon, she saw her reflection in the mirror in the dressing room.

Eyes stained black.

Red eyes that sparkle like fresh blood.

The changes seen by Edanant, who had descended the deity of the Calamity God into his body, were the same.

Ludmilla looked at her eyes that had turned black, and her lips trembled as if she was at a loss for words.

-Finally freed from that damn bitch’s bondage. It must have been thanks to the constant contact I had with Liere.

Ludmilla’s image in the mirror disappeared.

In his place, a hideous monster covered in red scales appeared.

nine eyes.

A mouth grotesquely split into left and right sides.

The monster even had three heads hanging down.

The pious appearance of the guardian dragon symbolizing the Baltarian Empire was nowhere to be seen. The red dragon, released from the bondage of the One God, revealed its true ugly form.

“Disappear… ! Right now!”

Ludmila slammed the mirror.

Then, the terrible bust disappeared and the blackened eyes returned to their original state.