1490 Advent of the Divine Kingdom Part 1 (1/2)

”Yep, can kill as many as we like. I love assassinating people, but slaughtering humans is hardly fun for me. At my level right now, people worth taking my time to take out are few. But, killing gods though...”

Agares licked his nose. His tongue was surprisingly long. It was as he put it—like a snake.

Saleen was currently up on the Floating City, preparing to fight god creatures. The mages of Golden Plains had been cleaned out, but the place remained intact. Saleen did not kill the mages, and they would prove to be thorn at his side sooner or later. However, none of that mattered. Saleen needed to have the Goddess of Myers grow completely, baiting the other god to their plane.

As for actual implementation of that plan, that would be done through the power of a saint.

Saleen had no idea that Agares and Van Gogh were also thinking of ways of baiting a god to their plane. Their plan was to take as much as they were able while Saleen was busy fighting a god.

Saleen would definitely not end up killed, and that was something both Van Gogh and Agares had no doubt about. So long as Saleen lived, the god would continue to invade the plan by sending all manner of powerful god creatures and angels.

The two, who were capable of manipulating others' souls, could simply sit back and take whatever there was to take.

The plan was old, having been done since ancient times.

The little girl who would never grow up was right before Saleen in that secret room in the Floating City.

”There is something that I need to be truthful about with you,” Saleen said to the saint plainly.

”That you're trying to use me?” The little girl lifted her head and looked at Saleen. The face had been carved into her mind, and she would never forget it ever. The face of a blasphemer, and a cruel abomination.

”Indeed. I hope to have a showdown between me and your god. While I would like to do it somewhere other than Myers Mainland, it doesn't seem like I have much of a choice,” Saleen said to the little girl.

”You're not worthy of it.”

”I think the Lord of Glory isn't worthy of it either. I intend to be a gentleman in front of his believers, but that god is one of the most despicable and abhorrent. There has never been a god that has made me feel so damn sick. Duping everyone else with a body of light and all,” Saleen retorted plainly.

The little girl's eyes looked bloodshot.

”You're a saint, and you should act like one. The reason why I didn't bother torturing you was because the Lord of Glory loves stories like that. He would arrive as a savior. O' saint, you have no idea. I could really make you fall.” Saleen took out the 12 Notes of First Purgatory.

He had gone specifically to the spirit plane just to borrow it from Nailisi.

The Purgatory of Purification was capable of stripping everything from the saint. The Purgatory of the Fallen would make her a fallen one for a certain amount of time.

The little girl was hardly fazed. ”All threats come from fear.”

Saleen added, ”All gifts come from compassion. The former is definitely true, the latter, definitely wrong.” Saleen used words from the codex to answer what the little girl said, but she remained unmoved. ”Some gifts are merely temptations. O' pathetic saint, you're the only one in the entire Myers Mainland whose faith is pure. I'm not saying that you're the smartest; I'm saying that you're the dumbest.”

”And I'd be dumb not to help you.”

”I don't need your help. I just feel bad for that person who covered for you,” Saleen recalled the holy master. While his faith might not have been pure, he truly was trying to protect those around him. The little girl had been his charge.

Saleen was forced to go back on his word, as the saint might end up dead after what he was about to do.

Twenty-four Shackles of the Fallen shot out, tying the girl up. The little girl looked like she was in pain, a pain mixed with fear from the depths of her mind.

”I'm just going to take away your faith.”

”No, you're taking away my life!” Suddenly, no life was detected in the little girl's eyes.

Saleen's Shackles of the Fallen hoisted the little girl's dead body and shot up, slithering out of the secret room and into the sky. He never expected the saint to be so adamant. She chose death when she lost her faith.

Not even the Shackles of the Fallen had been able to control it.

Rafel took to the sky with Saleen unnoticeably. She glanced at the saint's dead body. ”My lord, people lose faith, and you're not an exception.”

Saleen was only slightly dejected. His movements remained swift as ever. A huge holy prose appeared on the dead body. The little girl's dead body was slowly broken down and reduced to nothing.

The saint died so abruptly that Saleen was unable to do anything about it. He resorted to instigating the Lord of Glory prematurely instead.

All remaining divine powers in her were activated by the divine rune charm array, and scattered throughout the void to send messages to all planes.

Saleen was sending out a distress signal to the Lord of Glory in the place of the god's believers. The only saint on Myers Mainland had been killed.

”You really are impudent, human!”

A voice traversed through space. If it had not been for the protection offered by the Thundering Sound, Saleen would have lost consciousness from the shock of the voice and fallen to his death.

Rafel felt as if she had been smote by lightning. Her entire body felt limp, and Saleen wrapped her in a Water Shield. She regained her senses moments later, flapping her wings instead of flying like a human.

It was the power of a level 15 god, and an angel like her had no resistance. Unless the Metal God was resurrected, the Lord of Glory could easily crush her.