"Olivia!"

Louis' voice echoed all around.

Then the sky darkened.

A dense cloud covered the surroundings.

Flying magic inscriptions flashed in the air, and lightning filled the dark clouds, instantly lighting up many inscriptions.

In the blink of an eye, a number of gun blades wrapped in lightning appeared before his eyes.

As the girl in the sky waved her hand, lightning spears flew in all directions.

In this world, if there is something that is most harmful to the flesh and blood of evil beings, it must be the thunder with the might of heaven.

As they talked and laughed, the fleeing flesh and blood of the great sin of jealousy was locked onto by lightning spears and tracked down.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, there were the wails of exhausted flesh and blood.

In this short period of time, everything returned to peace.

Olivia fell from the sky and landed next to Louis.

"How dare he turn his back on me?"

Olivia had a strange expression on her face.

The power that Louis shared was too strong, so strong that it exceeded Olivia's current limit.

In this case, she herself is the most dangerous opponent.

Even if it was Louis, he wouldn't easily hand over his back to such an opponent. Did he really think that her thunderous methods were ineffective?

However, the great sin of jealousy did not hesitate to split the body.

Because compared to the fragment of laziness, the great sin of greed posed a greater threat to him.

In the previous fight, he was severely injured in just a few breaths. Even the fear that Helmer brought to him might not be as much as that man.

The strongest sin is jealousy, which is almost indestructible.

Even Helmer has limited power over souls.

Jealousy knows this very well.

It wasn't that Helmer didn't want to kill him directly, but he lacked some means to completely destroy his soul. If he could directly take the power of the great sin of jealousy into his hands and sacrifice it directly to the abyss, he would have done so long ago.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

The nearly immortal soul is the source of jealousy's ability to constantly cause trouble.

Helmer would not allow the power of sin that he had already obtained to escape his control, but he had no way to deal with himself properly, so he chose to imprison his soul in the body of a rotten corpse demon.

When he was sealed in that body, he felt that the abyss had finally begun to erode him.

However, the tough and chaotic soul is highly resistant to erosion.

How could he allow the other party to embezzle the money for no reason?

The dispute between the two sides may last for hundreds of years.

Although there is a fear of being put in solitary confinement, jealousy is not actually that scary.

Over the course of hundreds of years, he always found a way to successfully escape from this body before he was completely contaminated and swallowed by the abyss.

It was even possible that Helmer's enemies would destroy this body and grant him freedom.

At that time, he would definitely leave with a smile.

He originally thought so...

Until I met that man.

No, that guy is simply a monster.

Just by standing there, he could feel the aura coming from that person, which was completely different from the last time the two of them fought.

It is a kind of existence in which "power is completely complete".

The rules of the world emerge in him, or rather, he is the embodiment of the world.

Recalling a description he had seen in the relevant texts of the Church of the Abyss, he realized that he had to make a choice.

Escape or die.

Because that is the existence called Transcendence.

In the land of the Star Continent, because the damn will of the stars possesses an almost repressive power, beings above the divine realm are subject to huge restrictions here.

However, there are always some exceptions who can display some of the charm of the god realm in the demigod realm.

If the Universe-Encircling Serpent and the Emperor crawling on the top of the mountain in Tino City relied on pure power, they also showed some of the glory of the divine realm.

The man in front of him obtained the power of the transcendent through another means.

That is——

The world itself does not place too many restrictions on it.

He discovered this only after being taken away by Hermo.

In the dungeon, there is also an existence called [Broken Heart of the World].

That was the last wail left in the world. Even though it had been swallowed up by the continent of stars, it still instinctively burned the power of rules to suppress the power of outsiders.

This is why when the dungeon appeared, only the brave team was able to better exert its power in the dungeon.

Under the protection of the world, Helme not only had the opportunity to recuperate, but also had no restrictions on improving his cultivation.

Yes.

The world is just a huge makeshift team.

This is the case with the dungeon [Broken Heart of the World].

The same is true for the [Will of the Stars] of the Star Continent.

That’s right, the man named Louis, his strength is hardly restricted by the will of the world.

If the Demon King Herme is the favorite chosen by the [Broken Heart of the World].

The great sin of this generation, greed, is the favorite chosen by the Will of the Stars.

But he couldn't understand what that human had done to be allowed by the will of the world to easily display the power of the "Kingdom of God on Earth" level on earth.

The sword that stabbed him not only destroyed his body, but also tore apart part of his soul.

At that moment he truly realized that the other party was fully capable of killing him.

I just don’t know why the other party didn’t use his full strength.

But even so, a considerable part of his authority was still stripped away.

The pain that penetrated his soul almost drove him crazy.

That was a pain that ordinary people could not endure, and even a monster in the soul like him was no different.

When his life was in danger, he finally couldn't help but wailed, and this time the object of his prayer was the damn devil.

Lord Herme, please save me!

At the critical moment of life and death, he chose to lower his head.

At this moment, he gave up his pride and became a desperate wild dog trying to survive.

The great sin of greed will shatter the envy of God with one blow.

He was scared.

So much so that, the moment he saw that person appear in front of him, he chose to tear his body into pieces without hesitation.

As long as a few of the endless pieces of flesh that were ejected still existed, he would be able to attach his soul to them. With some time, perhaps he could be resurrected.

But what no one expected was that there was more than one Grim Reaper coming this time.

When he saw the thunder completely destroy his body, he knew at that moment that he had few choices left.

…

[Location: Outside the Karina Line]

A group of black-robed wizards gathered together.

Their faces were solemn and they looked like sculptures.

It was not until they felt the sky was covered by a terrifying force that they finally opened their eyes.

The black-robed leader lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

“Everyone, remember the instructions from your superiors. The purpose of our necromancers staying on the battlefield this time is to destroy the soul of the Great Sin Jealousy, or at least weaken it to the point where it can be killed by the Unther people.

Whether you are from the east or the west, at least at this moment, we are all Monet people.

Even if I die here, I will defend the final glory of the Necromancer Corps of the Kingdom of Monet!"

The mages remained silent, but the staffs in their hands were already wrapped in rich magical power.

Necromancers have never been liked.

They play with corpses and souls and have been misunderstood by countless compatriots.

Of course, they are not that wronged.

After all, every necromancer's curiosity about corpses is almost endless.

Therefore, this may be the only chance for most of them to prove themselves to the world in their lifetime.

Prove that they have the courage to face the enemy, rather than the mage scum who play with corpses and souls as they say.

So, when they felt the moment when the thunder in the sky destroyed the evil body and endless filthy souls spread out from it, they raised their staffs without hesitation.

The Necromancer's top secret, the Finger of Death, was released from their hands almost at the same time.

Trying to hide one's soul is of no use against this elite group of necromancers.

This is the absolute confidence that soul-playing professionals have in themselves.

The dark light intertwined in the sky above the battlefield like meteors.

The top magic that points directly to the path of death, as long as there are enough of them, can also peel off the original shell of those beings who claim to have immortal souls.

The cardinal sin of jealousy is no exception.

He had expected the other party to take action against him, but he didn't expect it to be so drastic.

He was just a big sin, jealousy. Was it necessary to directly bring in almost all the high-level necromancers in the Kingdom of Monet to target him? But no matter how much he thought, the footsteps of the god of death still came quietly.

He seemed to hear the sound of a scythe swinging.

The immortality granted by the jealous authority began to waver under the excessive infusion of the Finger of Death, and then continued to disintegrate.

It was at this moment that he felt an extremely terrifying force.

That is a special power called the great sin of laziness.

He had been hiding in the dark and had never made a move, but when the five-colored magic light exploded on his soul, he finally...

Face Death itself.

His soul quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a withered flower, being devoured by the five-colored light.

It was as if time had leapt a thousand years for him in an instant.

Endless fatigue completely destroyed the self-protection instinct of his soul.

Amid the roar.

He finally felt the peace he had always dreamed of.

No longer a wandering soul, but a living soul chimera.

Instead, he walked quietly towards death.

Ah! Finally I can get some sleep.

This time, there is no need for me to wake up again.

It’s just that, human, it’s easy to deal with me, but the enemy you’re going to face next will be much more troublesome than me.

Holding such thoughts is a serious sin: jealousy.

No, Avasi Motra Griffin finally died.

In a trance, he recalled what happened many years ago.

He was still a child at that time and had a happy childhood.

However, good things always pass away quietly.

When he came to his senses, flames engulfed his village.

His relatives also met their end along with the rampant followers of the evil god.

ah.

When did he become like this? At that time, he went crazy and killed all the followers of the evil god and then left his hometown.

He once heard from his parents that his mother was from the Griffin family, the same Griffin family that gave birth to the Elector and the current Honorary Emperor.

Even the person who now sits on the honorary emperor's throne is actually the mother's brother in name.

Of course, something like an illegitimate daughter probably doesn't count in the eyes of that kind of person.

But as one of the few connections he has in this world, he may only be able to go to Griffin Manor and seek a chance to survive there.

Because he really needs a good rest.

The runaway soul has a huge impact on the body.

After killing the evil god's followers, his soul was also affected.

But at that time, he still harbored deep hatred for the evil god's followers.

However, when he arrived at the Griffin family's manor, he was not even qualified to meet with the other party.

No one believed what a little devil said.

He could only choose to be a wandering beggar and survive in this city.

It was also at that time that he met his close friend, Mothra.

Mothra was different.

Although he and his sister have a residence in this city, my parents died early.

Children without parental protection will face the malice of society at an early age.

He knows.

By chance, he saved Motra's sister.

Taking this opportunity, he became closer to the siblings Motra.

He also felt the warmth from others, like that from his family, for the first time in a long time.

Until late one night.

A group of human traffickers got the news from somewhere and learned that there was a host with great sin power hiding among the beggars in the city.

An attack against him came quietly.

To be precise, that group of people were unconditionally targeting all the little beggars who had doubts.

Mothra, his best friend, was quite innocently involved.

Those people were crazy and offered a huge sum of money to get the owner of the big sin.

As we all know, when the money reaches a certain level, the malice will also rise.

Just catching little beggars? No, that's not enough.

Why not reach out to those helpless children in the city?

Anyway, after dressing up, who can tell whether the other person is a real beggar? At worst, he will just turn around and run away after getting the money.

So on that sunny afternoon, he saw Motela, who was thrown into the gutter like a rotten rag after being tested, dying.

At that time he felt like he was going crazy.

If the evil god's followers' malicious intent is that all beings are equal, then everyone who comes will have this attitude.

This kind of targeting, which was obviously caused by personal interests, made him feel even more disgusted.

When he was holding Motela, Motela said to him: "Awasi, this is the person they are looking for, right? I didn't tell you until they finished their inspection."

At that moment, Jealousy was really stunned.

He never expected that Motela would be so keenly aware of his true identity.

Maybe he revealed something when he accidentally saved Motra's sister.

Just when he was extremely nervous, Motela held his hand and whispered:

"Awashi, please, help me take care of my sister. She is still waiting for me to come home."

(End of this chapter)