1041 Original Sin Part 1 (2/2)

The oracle continued to walk forward. They were alerted all of a sudden and stopped.

”Theisio, did you hear anything?”

Theisio listened seriously for a bit and shook his head.

”Hand me your God Grace Staff.” The oracle extended their arm.

”No. Only the Lord of Glory has the right to strip me of my scepter. It wouldn't do you any good even if I were to give it to you.” Theisio shook his head. The God Grace Staff was an important equipment of his, the most important of the three major godly items of the pope. While the Bramble Crown had formidable defensive properties, it did not have much in the way of attacks. The Seal of Divine Power had been lost for over a millennium. The one he had with him was a fake.

The oracle frowned but did not pressure Theisio. If they killed the pope, the Lord of Glory would be able to sense it. If an oracle were to fall, the Lord of Glory would send a double into the plane.

”Heh, hand me the Seal of Divine Power then. It might be a fake, but it's still something that adherents had been worshipping for over a millennium, so it's still of some use.” The oracle extended their hand. Theisio had no choice but to hand over the fake Seal of Divine Power to the oracle. He had no way of refusing. If the oracle were to tell others, he would lose the trust of the adherents even though he was not the one who lost the seal.

At that moment, Theisio's faith began to waver.

Why am I even hiding it in the first place? Why did the previous pope not let the adherents know that the three godly items were no longer a complete set, and therefore no longer able to suppress infidels?

I might have come with the oracle, but why can't I simply head to Guderian City myself? If Saleen reached the city earlier than expected, my army would suffer unusually heavy casualties.

Theisio still remembered in his dream where Saleen swung a bone hammer and beat a terrifying war drum. His army of adherents seem to be like grass at the mercy of a scythe, being slaughtered by all manners of terrifying creatures.

What was more terrifying was that the fear stemmed from reality. If Saleen were to reach the city before he did, the mage would definitely use lethal skills with large area of effect. Would the powerful ones in the army be capable of facing off against Saleen?

Theisio felt bitter looking at the back of the oracle. He had begun to have doubts. While the divine persona of the heretic god was indeed important. If the oracle were to get their hands on the shards, their powers would have been returned to level 12, and it was entirely possible for a level 12 oracle to tear Metatrin City apart.

The oracle held onto the fake Seal of Divine Power and summoned 12 heaven angels to serve as scouts. The three oracles were not carrying any equipment with them when they descended. They were not gods, so they were only able to allow their bodies to traverse the planes. It was not pragmatic for them to bring anything with them, as even their clothes were something created using divine spells.

There was a smell of sulfur before them and several black shadows were seen writhing, crawling out of the depths of the hole in the ground. The shadowy figures were shone on by the light of the oracle, resulting in them shrieking eerily. Their skins began to pee,l and they writhed on the ground, attempting to get near to the oracle.

The oracle wore no expression, finding it surprising that their Holy Light Purification was unable to kill the monsters right away.

The 12 heaven angels went up and swung their swords of glory, killing the monsters in an instant. All the monsters turned to dust.

The oracle did not stop and kept moving forward. If they were able to get their hands on whatever was deep inside the cave, they would have the chance to become a god. Who else is as lucky as I am? I'm an oracle, but when I descended to this plane, the gods knew nothing.

Such a chance would probably not happened even once in millions of years.

Greed is an original sin, the nature of all living beings! The oracle kept moving forward. The 12 heaven angels' steps synchronized with the rhythm of the oracle's steps.

Theisio hesitated for a bit before deciding to follow them as well. While the three oracles were nothing like what he had imagined, they nonetheless allowed huge amounts of professionals within the Holy See to advance and treated his injuries. He would have died of old age otherwise.

Maybe I'm just too foolish to understand the thoughts of God and the oracles.

More and more monsters appeared before them, and the 12 heaven angels began to show signs of strain killing the monsters. Within the codex of the Holy See, all of the monsters were evil creatures, which meant that the damage dealt by the swords of glory would have been greater. But still, it was heaven angels who ended up injured.

Being shined on by holy light, the monsters, which were about half as tall as a human, writhed in agony on the ground on all fours, charging at them without any comprehension of death.

”Disgusting, vile creatures!” The oracle shrieked on instinct. They held the Seal of Divine Power high. The holy light spread miles away, and more shril shrieks were heard from countless branches of the hole they were in.

”Halt, who goes there? Who is your god?” A thick voice was heard from the depths of the cave. The oracle's eyes sparkled hearing the voice. There is indeed someone waiting down there.

Seems like a seed of divine fire instead of shards of divine persona then.

Whatever. Becoming a pseudogod takes precedence. It was only a matter of time finding shards of divine persona on this plane. The war between the Lord of Glory and his enemy gods will at least go on for hundreds of years. I have plenty of time to search.