Chapter 279 I Swear on My Name and All My Love for the Goddess

The boy couldn't understand the difference between the Lord of the Abyss and the devil.

He only knew that in the words he had heard, the Abyss and the devil were the same concept, and the Lord of something represented a higher power and status.

So, in the dizziness caused by the blood loss from the wound on his head.

The boy continued to ask:

"Then can you help me get revenge and help me punish those insects in the church and the minions of the extraordinary people?"

This time, the other party's answer was no longer hesitant:

"I can help you."

The boy fell to the ground in a huge dizziness and weakness, and the blasphemous ritual representing 666 had completely lost its flame.

Because the candles that could theoretically burn until dawn had already burned out completely with the arrival of the other party.

But the boy still managed to speak:

"Then, then, what I ask of you is that I want you to help me get revenge and help me make those dirty adults in the church pay the price!"

The other party answered without pause or hesitation:

"I will do it."

The storm sea that dissipated like the ebb tide was now surging, as if something terrible had awakened in the depths of the ocean.

Everyone who saw and heard this surging ocean trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

The glow of the two moons was still covered by darkness, as if the moonlight was also afraid of the darkness under the clouds.

The boy had completely fallen to the ground, but his prayers did not end. In the infinite haze, he remembered to whisper unwillingly:

"They say that mortals will always be mortals, and that we can only be the mud under their feet forever. I hope you, I hope you can use the power of mortals to let them know that mortals are not the mud under their feet."

No clergyman or extraordinary person in the New World has ever said these words to the boy.

But their actions and eyes were telling the boy all the time.

Mortals are always the mud under their feet!

Before he completely lost consciousness, the boy cried and begged:

"Can I?"

He knew that his request might be too much, but this was his only chance. He wanted someone to tell him that mortals in this world are not just the bottom of the world who are oppressed by everything.

But before, he answered without hesitation, but this time he was silent.

Swept by endless fatigue, the boy who realized the answer asked almost desperately:

"So you can't do it either?"

The other party's voice sounded again, and it was not like the voice full of deception and lies in the story the boy had heard.

On the contrary, it was full of sincerity:

"Child, mortals cannot resist gods. This is the underlying structure of this world. Even I can't change this."

Man conquers nature, a very beautiful phrase, which sounds full of courage and hope.

But the reality is extremely cruel.

In a world where mortals literally cannot look directly at the existence of higher positions.

The power of human beings is so small and terrifying.

Even the Human Alliance that has begun to enter the starry sky can only become a plaything in front of high-sequence or even some special low-sequence.

The boy cried, and the coldness of his body could not resist the despair at this moment.

"So, so you really can't do it?"

Looking at such a poor child.

After a long period of thinking, the other party finally gave his answer:

"I can do it, but even I can only do it in a compromised way. So, even if it is such a compromise, can you accept it?"

Before he was completely swallowed up by endless sleepiness and coldness.

The boy gave a positive answer:

"I accept!"

But the voice from the darkness continued, and the voice was still full of sincerity:

"What if I were to say that even so, in the end, everything would return to its original position?"

This sentence almost woke the boy up from his endless sleepiness. He suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Will they continue to bully us, and everything we have suffered will still happen to others?"

"No. They will not continue to bully you, and everything you have suffered will not happen to others, because they will all die!"

Only this, the voice said it with great determination.

"Why do you say that?"

The boy's eyelids were extremely heavy, but he still stared at the figure in the dark.

The other party explained:

"Because the church cannot disappear, or in other words, the order represented by the church must exist."

"And, child, even with this compromise, I am very likely to fail, but what I can guarantee is that I can definitely let the fallen people pay blood for blood, life for life! This is not limited to a certain person, but the entire church and even this continent!"

"Only this, I can guarantee it."

What will the extraordinary world without order look like?

Let's put it this way, Rome is ten times crazier, a hundred times crazier, and it will not be more terrible than this.

Because Rome is still maintained by order, slaves are still wealth that the superiors need to manage no matter what.

What the boy hopes for, the voice is very clear.

The boy hopes that those high-ranking beings will never dare to bully them at will again.

But he also knows that even he can't do it completely.

This world is destined to be a pyramid structure.

Fortunately, there is still a him standing at the top of this pyramid.

He couldn't change the gap between mortals and high-ranking beings, but he could make the situation of mortals better as much as possible.

For example, now.

If he succeeded, mortals and superhumans would know that although it was achieved in a compromise, it was a sword that mortals could also hold.

If he failed, it didn't matter, he would directly appear as an identity that the fallen could never resist.

No matter what, the corruption of the church would be eradicated!

But for the boy, he was satisfied.

"Even so, I accept it. Because it's enough, it's much more than I want."

The gradually violent storm sea calmed down at this moment, and the moonlight in the sky also pierced the dark clouds and illuminated the earth.

The boy who finally got a satisfactory answer, although his face was completely pale.

But in the end, he still said with satisfaction:

"In return, you can take everything from me as a reward."

After that, the boy lost consciousness.

Endless white frost spread from under the horse's hooves and wrapped the boy in ice.

Under the gradually emerging moonlight.

Morn, riding on the white Pegasus, jumped off the horse.

After stepping over the blasphemous number six, he walked to the frozen boy.

The belated king knelt on one knee in front of the boy and said to him:

"The only reward I charge you is to hope for your forgiveness. Sorry, child, I came back too late."

"When I come back, I will let you see your father and a brand new world."

"I swear on my name and all my love for the goddess, child!"

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Ms. Lily, who had already arrived in the New World, was cleaning the statue in front of her.

She didn't have much money on her.

She donated all the money she had saved to support the warriors who rushed to the Old World to fight against the devil.

She also thought about going over, but finally gave up.

Because she found that she didn't have the courage.

She didn't have the courage to fight for strangers.

So now she didn't even have the money to stay in a hotel, so she could only spend the night in the wild.

Fortunately, she found a dilapidated church.

Feeling that she couldn't live for free, she took the initiative to clean up the statues in the church.

To be honest, this is the first time Lily has seen a statue covered with moss and vines.

Although she has seen many similar statues in the Sacred Tree Forest, those statues were not left unattended, but were obviously artistic.

It is a perfect embodiment of the elves' aesthetics and skills.

As for this one, she couldn't even determine whose statue it was.

It was too seriously eroded by plants.

She could only barely determine that it was a statue of a goddess.

Considering that this is the New World and the main power area of ​​the Church of the Storm, it could be the goddess of the storm?

Ms. Lily is not sure, but she thinks it should be.

After pulling off a large number of vines, Ms. Lily finally saw the face of the statue.

It does look like the goddess of the storm.

But it is different from the statue of the goddess of the storm she had seen before.

This one here seems different.

Ms. Lily couldn't tell what was different about it.

That's what I think.

After a brief gaze, Ms. Lily retracted her gaze and prayed to the statue:

"Okay, Your Majesty, I have cleaned your statue for you, so I sincerely ask you to agree to let me stay at your feet."

"Your silence means you agree!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ms. Lily saw the moonlight above her head completely dimmed. Before she could continue to react, she heard the surging waves coming from outside that were almost like a tsunami.

Even the candle she lit was extinguished instantly.

"What? Your Majesty, I didn't blaspheme. I even cleaned the statue for you!"

Ms. Lily was really scared.

She didn't know what happened on the other side, so she naturally thought that she might have offended the goddess.

But how did she offend the goddess?

Just because she wanted to stay?

That doesn't make sense, right?

What kind of blasphemy have those Storm Church clergy outside been doing? Why don't they come to me instead? ?

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

Because the terrifying sound of water soon subsided.

The candle that had just been extinguished also lit up.

Everything happened so fast that it was as strange as if she had just dreamed.

This made Ms. Lily suspicious.

She could only look at the goddess statue tentatively and said:

"Um, you are not looking for me, right?"

Naturally, no one answered her.

So Ms. Lily could only sleep against the goddess statue in shock.

She had been running around for several nights to save money again, and she really wanted to have a good sleep tonight.

Maybe she was really too tired, so she fell asleep peacefully as soon as she closed her eyes.

When the sun rose from the sky.

The beautiful elf with smart ears was no longer here. In front of the statue that Ms. Lily carefully cleaned, a moon-white longbow was left here.