“Why Did You Piss Him Off? He’s the Evil God’s Lackey!”

Chapter 133: Who Said Ultimate Moves Can Only Be Used Once Per Battle?

All the knights gazed at the colossal, hideously ugly monster that seemed to blot out the sky. Its frenzied aura clashed violently with the frigid air.

It was as if a giant mountain had suddenly broken through its seal and risen from the ground.

Everyone was utterly shocked.

"Such a monster was hidden beneath the Delin mansion...?"

"What on earth is that thing!?"

Someone voiced their confusion, but no one could answer.

Viktor stood amidst the crowd, allowing the foul stench emanating from the monster to wash over him.

He raised his head, looking at the terrifying creature before him, its body engulfed in black flames. Magic power began to surge steadily within him.

[Devotee of the Goddess]

This term did not refer to the follower of any specific goddess. In the game, it was the name of a class of monsters.

These creatures had an extremely fanatical faith, their stance twisted to an extreme degree.

As if having lost all reason, they instinctively acted against any beings opposing their stance, not even sparing their own kind.

As devotees of a certain goddess, they were a collective consciousness, an embodiment of extremism.

The [Devotees of the Goddess] were not originally in this form.

Perhaps they were once humans, devout followers of a deity.

But as time passed, these zealous devotees began to twist their stance to an unbearable degree, until faith completely occupied their reason, willingly transforming into the incarnation of their 'belief'.

Their bodies became numb due to mental control, eventually completely polluted by faith.

Normal devotees usually hold beliefs that are quite pure and righteous.

They can even receive the pure favor of divine messengers.

But in the eyes of extreme devotees, there is only absoluteness.

So absolute that they believe themselves to be the divine messengers of the goddess's will.

In the distant northern frontier, the extreme righteousness harbored by Angus had attracted this hideously evil [Devotee of the Goddess].

These extreme devotees did not originate from within the empire.

Due to strict precepts and righteous guidance, the empire always maintained a highly balanced state.

Those chaotic devotees were almost all from goddess churches outside the empire.

Their faith in themselves had become obsessive to an appalling degree, to the point where even the goddess was utterly disappointed in them.

But it was precisely because there was no guidance from the goddess that they became more convinced that everything they did was correct.

The extreme devotees, eager to prove themselves as messengers of the goddess they worshipped, constantly carried out distorted judgments in the world.

They had only one purpose: to make the goddess descend to the world again.

By any means necessary.

At this moment, the ugly creature in the snowstorm endured the searing pain of its burning body, summoning countless thick, writhing tentacles from its dark body, breaking through the snow and attacking straight ahead.

Gwen swung her blade, standing in front of Viktor.

The tentacles quickly reached Gwen's front, but in the next second, they suddenly halted.

They immediately twisted their direction, coming at Viktor behind her from all sides.

Viktor, however, just watched the frenzied blackness, unmoved.

The wind blades rising around him seemed to turn into a storm, slicing all the incoming tentacles.

The tentacles fell to the ground, constantly jumping, and finally turned into a cloud of particles, burning to ashes.

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At this moment, Viktor looked at the health bar that suddenly appeared above the devotee, his tone calm.

"Is this all you've got?"

Lv40——

The devotee before him wasn't particularly strong. It even needed to hide its true form beneath the Delin mansion, using Jaxu's body to scheme everything.

Perhaps Jaxu never existed at all.

It was just an extremely ugly and self-lost void faith.

Soon, the black formation under Viktor's feet, like a gradually tearing curtain, turned into several wisps of smoke, drifting towards the monster's body.

And on the snow-covered ground, a huge green formation, accompanied by red patterns, began to bloom on this vast snowy plain.

The thin layer of snow visibly melted into water, flowing outwards.

The new soil beneath, silent for who knows how long, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Under the intricate formation being constructed, green buds suddenly burst forth from the soil, growing rapidly.

The countless plants gradually poked their heads out from the endless white, dyeing the earth with the green of life.

In the azure sky hung an extremely red sun, its dazzling light seeming to make this place much hotter.

It was as if the god controlling fire had focused its gaze on this eternally cold and silent ice field.

[Verdant Fragrance · Scorching Earth]

Everyone was completely stunned. The endless white snow plain was gradually dissipating.

The green garden, originally only a few meters wide, began to spread outwards.

In the blink of an eye, the waist-high lush grass and flowers had engulfed the armored knights.

The knights stood dumbfounded, the thick greenery reflected in their eyes leaving them in silence.

This was the Northern Frontier.

The extreme north of the empire.

For hundreds of years, it had always been a place of wind and snow, where winter never truly left.

Even in the hottest season, there would only be a few days without snow.

And now, it was far from that season.

At this moment, no one could comprehend Viktor's power.

To be able to casually change the weather and ecology of the Northern Frontier, what terrifying magic was this?

The group of knights felt sweat pouring down their foreheads.

They didn't know if it was due to the sudden rise in temperature.

But everyone knew very clearly.

Just moments ago, they were holding weapons, confronting this terrifying man.

Now it seemed, how foolish that was.

Under the scorching sun, the black flames seemed to burn even more fiercely.

'Jaxu's' torn voice continued to shriek its pain.

Trapped in endless agony, it kept crying out:

"Save—me—"

This trembling and distorted voice traveled far, causing Kevla, standing on the green, to shudder in her heart.

Even though the fleshy monster before her eyes was completely different from the Jaxu in her memory, she had a very vague intuition.

That evil existence was just like her brother.

Countless knights felt the shock of that shriek, their forehead sweat becoming even more profuse.

Thick trees shot up from the newborn soil straight into the sky, their lush branches covering the open snow plain.

At this time, Viktor, with his hands in his pockets, spoke leisurely:

"Kevla."

Hearing Viktor's voice, Kevla immediately snapped out of her trance caused by that distorted voice.

Before she could look at Viktor, his voice had already continued.

His voice was soft, but everyone present could hear it.

"I've already thought of tomorrow's news headline for you."

"Second young master of the Delin family attempts rebellion, kills father with own hands."

Hearing this, Kevla's body suddenly trembled, looking at him in disbelief.

Her expression seemed to carry complexity, as well as immense pain.

She opened her mouth, but every word seemed like a huge stone stuck in her throat.

As a politician, she knew very well.

For such an evil creature to appear within the Delin family, who ruled the Northern Frontier in the name of righteous knights.

If this news were to spread, undoubtedly, it would be like slitting the throat of the entire Delin family.

No one would believe in a righteous family that bred evil monsters internally.

The entire Delin family would be branded as colluding with monsters by the people of the Northern Frontier, and even the entire empire.

Viktor's voice hadn't stopped yet.

"Want to protect the Delin family?"

"Then, do as I say."

At this moment, Kevla's hands clenched slightly.

She had no choice.

At this moment, Kevla suddenly remembered what Viktor had said before.

The hatred with the Delin family has just begun.

"...Alright."

This faint voice seemed to have used all of Kevla's strength.

The tragic death of her father, the misfortune of her brother.

She, who valued family ties the most, felt this pain most acutely.

But no matter what, for now, they could only get through this crisis with such a reason.

Seeing this, Viktor's eyes showed a smile.

"You've made the right choice."

Suddenly, the constantly trembling wind stopped abruptly.

The dazzling light of the sun gradually dimmed, but that scorching temperature still burned the black evil.

The world gradually became pitch black.

The bright sun in the sky seemed to be suddenly replaced by a pure white moon, and the surroundings became pitch black as if plunging into the void.

Could even time be influenced?

The knights, looking at the utterly silent darkness, were filled with boundless shock.

But suddenly,

In the endless darkness, an extremely bright white formation appeared.

The twitching of magic power gradually made the formation complete.

The sky seemed to be divided into two moons, with faint moonlight illuminating the earth.

"That... that's not the moon!"

"Those are eyes!"

Someone among the knights seemed to have noticed something, suddenly shouting in the darkness.

Everyone looked up to see an extremely black, unidentified object gradually appearing in the sky.

Although it blended with the surrounding darkness, somehow, they could all vaguely make out the strange outline of that eerie object.

The two round moons turned into eyes, the huge body holding a scythe, as if watching Jaxu on the ground.

Chaos System Magic — [Moonlight]

Whoosh!

In an instant, the sharp blade of that scythe slashed through the endless silent darkness, forcefully cleaving open an extremely dazzling white line in space.

The sharp blade pierced deeply into the monster's body.

Instantly, the evil creature felt a strong, excruciating pain, but no wound appeared on its body.

Instead, it felt a powerful sense of splitting in its spirit and soul.

The huge black shadow swung the scythe again, slashing down once more.

Two intersecting white light appeared in the surrounding darkness.

As if to tear apart the entire space.

Finally, as the white blade marks gradually expanded, the darkness slowly disappeared.

The dazzling light of the sun once again entered everyone's eyes.

The knights, looking at the constantly painfully writhing mass of flesh, expressed their doubts.

"Is the monster... dead?"

If it could still survive under such a powerful attack just now, how strong must this evil monster be?

Recalling the scene from earlier, all the knights thought that such powerful magic could probably only be used once.

After all, even mages have their limits.

So, everyone focused their gaze on that devotee, quietly watching the monster's frenzied convulsions.

Countless maws and tentacles on its body kept twitching, seeming to be in extreme pain.

A chaotic and distorted voice still transmitted slowly.

"You—can't—kill—me—"

"You—can't—kill..."

Before the words were finished, the voice seemed to be suddenly cut off.

"Is that so?"

"Then, let's,"

Viktor quietly looked at it, one hand slightly raised, suspended in mid-air.

"Do it again."

A crisp snap of fingers suddenly rang out, and in the blink of an eye, the sky once again fell into endless darkness, completely covering the world.

A touch of moonlight, once again sprinkled on everyone's faces.

As those two bright moons reappeared in the sky above, it was as if a hunter hidden in the depths of darkness had emerged.

The boundless shock once again occupied the minds of all the knights.

Making them feel.

Utterly blank.