Sell. Fallen Girl. Never Written.

Chapter 268

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Chapter 268 – I’m Going to See You Now (5)

A long time ago.

Even before the righteous light met the first priest who looked just like Helena.

The days when the righteous light was not yet called the righteous light.

The world that the lump of light that gained self-consciousness at some point saw for the first time… It was the figure of a lion hunting a water buffalo.

If you think about it now, it was a savage era.

If the law of the jungle is above all laws, and surviving is the only thing in the world, how can you not think of it as barbaric?

However, such a judgment was impossible for a lump of light that had just opened its eyes.

Oh, the world is like this You have to kill and eat someone to survive.

The lion was a very attractive animal to the mass of light that accepted the scenery in front of it as it was.

Large body. Fluttering mane. Sharp teeth. And the strength to not be hunted even if it hunts someone.

The light mass wanted to become like a lion. So it was.

The mass of light that took the form of a lion just by wishing for it became the ruler of the whole area from that day on.

After hunting any strong-looking predator, everyone ran away or crawled and exposed their stomachs at the sight of each other.

It is smarter than any beast, handles mysterious powers that no one can handle, and does not grow old.

What a wonderful being

He must have felt like a god in the eyes of the surrounding tribes, who had become more comfortable with the disappearance of beasts.

It was then. The shining lion met his first priest.

“Are you the lion that people here worship as a god? Let’s make a deal.”

The size of a house and sharp claws. In addition, from birth to the sense of intimidation emitted by a different higher being.

Even the wild beasts that had impressed her earlier made her belly upside down, and all the things that made humans cringe at themselves did not work for the girl in front of her.

On the contrary, it was nothing but joy with twinkling eyes.

“Mum. With this, you really have no opponent?”

The shining lion was dumbfounded. To think that a guy who seemed like he would die with a single blow didn’t fear him or worship him.

But that just piqued my interest.

To the extent that he imitates the language of humans who have been sacrifices and sacrificed prey until now.

– Kreung! If the deal… What?

“As expected, you can talk!”

It sounded menacing at first glance, mixed with a growl, but the important thing for the girl was that she could have a conversation.

“Simple! I will change this world Help me with that!”

– Change?

“That’s right! A world in which people do not persecute others because they have power, do not devour neighboring tribes because they are hungry, and do not deceive others for their own gain! I will make such a world!”

-…

“You and I will definitely be able to do it!”

Even the shining lion, who had never been out of the meadow, knew very well that the girl’s words were absurd.

Because the world that the lion saw was a bloody arena of competition in which the struggle of all against all took place in the end.

But.

Brilliant blond hair resembling the sun. Eyes transparent like jewels. A delightful smile played on the girl’s lips.

It shook the lion’s heart.

The image of a girl dreaming of an ideal was considered beautiful. She considered it more wonderful than hunting a beast.

So, I found a reason to accept it without rejecting it with a single knife.

– If it’s a trade, there must be something I can get. What can you give me?”

“My everything. And I will make you a god in a new world.”

The girl held out her little hand. The lion did not know what that meant, but… Somehow, as it seemed, she put out her front paws as well.

Her large and small limbs overlapped into one.

After that, the shining lion followed the girl around the world.

Sometimes subdued by force, sometimes persuaded by words, and made rules in a world where there were no restrictions.

He sometimes fought against those worshiped as gods like himself, but he also befriended them.

There were many people who followed the two, but there were also many people who were jealous.

Being with the girl was never easy, but it was a very satisfying day nonetheless.

It would not have been unusual for the righteous light to begin to resemble the girl.

How many years have passed like that? All of a sudden, everyone started to clearly distinguish what to do and what not to do.

Beyond the limits of a simple religious rule, it began to be called a social norm.

The girl and the lion drew a line in a world where there was no concept of goodness.

From that time on, the shining lion began to be called the grandiose name of righteous light.

It was around that time that the humble power of faith not only sublimated the righteous light into a higher being, but also made it possible to share one’s own power with others.

But the girl was dying.

The brilliant blonde hair has lost its color and has turned white, and the sparkling eyes sometimes lose their focus.

No matter how righteous the light was, it could not stop the flow of time.

The old girl smiled confidently even in the face of her death. Just like the day I first met her.

“It’s a bit unfortunate, but I’m here. Can I ask you to do the latter?”

-… Huh. However much.

Was it because of the last promise? Or was it that, unexpectedly, her role as a god was right for her?

The righteous light continued to do the right thing even after the girl’s death.

Until now, when one of the girl’s disciples unites several tribes and establishes a kingdom, that kingdom is called an empire.

Even the moment when simple followers built up decent buildings and doctrines and called it a church.

Righteous Light loved the believers, loved the world, and loved the gods they called out to them.

That is why, even if the main body, unable to move according to its will, was stained with malice, it continued to repeat itself.

No matter how strong your hatred for evil is, it will not go too far.

Because I am the light of justice.

Even if I am angry with myself for not doing anything, I will not compromise using this as an excuse.

Because I am the light of justice.

He was the one who told him to be angry at injustice but not to be swallowed up by violence. He was the one who told him not to pass his despair on to others.

In addition to that, it was he who drew the line from the age of barbarism by defining numerous taboos.

But isn’t it funny that he breaks the rules he made himself?

Righteous light has been like a righteous light so far, and will continue to be so.

… But I couldn’t help but feel weak.

No matter how much she reflected on her past and how she defined herself, her divine power, which was deteriorating from the inside, was steadily eating away at her.

How much longer can she last? Which one will fall first, her own spirit or the divine power that maintains the barrier?

Even though he was used to bloody and bone-crushing battles, it was the first time he had ever experienced a quiet fight like this.

Suddenly, he remembered a person he had been eyeing. He is a child who has always had results beyond his imagination.

But again, it would be difficult for Yandel to magically appear and cause a miracle.

I don’t know how it unfolded so quickly, but once completed, the Fallen Ritual is not something that can be easily stopped.

If that was possible, the surging blue wouldn’t have fallen, and Clara wouldn’t have been isolated in the fortress.

The righteous Gwangmyeong smiled and raised his head.

A chapel as dark as the night sky. He saw a statue of himself standing tall in the center.

The figure of a lion shaded in black.

***

“No matter how you look at it, it looks like a Fallen Ritual.”

Suddenly, the holy power recovery of the Paladins was cut off. They say they feel empty and stuffy for no reason…

At H&A, this was a kind of warning line.

A warning to prepare your mind because the Fallen Ceremony is in progress and you are screwed.

To sacrifice several bishops and an archbishop to force the ritual to complete.

It would have been better to cause an explosion or summon a powerful monster or executive. At least that’s because it’s hard to deal with.

But when I figured out the true nature of the veil, did I think there was a solution? Iona’s expression suddenly brightened.

“What. So, do you know how to break the law, Yandel student? What can I help you with?”

“I know the law itself, but… The problem is I can’t make it happen.”

The completed Fallen Ritual causes severance and distortion of the dimension.

Cut off the divine power and faith flowing from the god to the believer, or from the believer to the god.

After that, it is the essence of the Fallen Ritual to transform a good god into an evil god by pouring false beliefs inside.

To put it simply, it’s kidnapping, confinement, brainwashing, and corruption.

Perhaps all the magic I or Iona threw was transferred to somewhere where the body of the righteous light is. Or they were thrown over the dimensional rift.

The reason why the Paladins’ attack seemed to work was because it rebelled against the holy power of the reckless roar that was injected in the process.

Then the answer is simple. It is to hit a huge amount of divine power with maximum output.

If you momentarily neutralize the holy power of the reckless roar and create a hole in the consciousness, the Fallen consciousness with broken prerequisites will collapse uncontrollably.

“But now that the recovery of holy power has stopped, even if you bring Gertrude-sama, it will be impossible.”

After saying that, he let out a heavy sigh.

It would have been better if it was lack of stamina or mana. Because there are overflowing recovery methods such as blessings and potions.

Even though I went through a fierce battle, the reason I’m so energetic right now is because I’m recovering right now.

However, divine power can only be recovered by downloading it from a god. Now that the connection with God has been severed…

“… What?”

Io stopped explaining to me and tilted her head.

What did I just say I was recovering with?

She raised her head with a dazed feeling as if she was about to catch something.

Iona with a serious expression and the dejected paladins. And the monster that heard the roar of battle from afar and came running.

He corrected the staff and said.

“I’m not sure if it will or not… I have something to try.”

So, I want you to take your time.

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