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

Awassi still remembers the despair in his best friend's eyes at that time.

At that time he chose to agree.

He has a good relationship with Motra's sister, so if possible, he would like to take care of her more.

But what no one expected was that the moment Mothra stopped breathing, something strange happened.

The hungry power of jealousy took action and instantly devoured Motra's soul.

Countless memories and past events belonging to Motra flooded into his mind.

At that moment, he thought maybe he had gone crazy.

He couldn't tell whether he was Avasi from a small border village or Mothra, an orphan in the imperial capital.

So he gave himself a new name -

Avasi Motra Griffin.

He began to take Motra's place and take care of his sister Nana.

Perhaps because the two souls were merged together, he didn't even feel too much sadness.

Life in the imperial capital became a long-lost period of happiness in his memory.

Until the day Nana died.

He vaguely remembered that at that time, the Rockxi Empire had started a secret experiment, recruiting subjects for payment to participate in human experiments, and the bounty given was generous for the two orphans.

However, neither he nor Nana intended to participate.

Now the two of them depend on each other, which is a very happy thing for them.

However, the secret experiment soon went wrong.

It is said that a serious experimental accident occurred during an experiment, resulting in the death of all the subjects participating in the experiment, and eventually the project was forced to terminate.

Without official support, the person in charge of the experimental project can only choose to find people willing to participate in the experiment on his own.

But the poor are not stupid. For a project that even the government is unwilling to support, they have the life to enter but no life to spend it.

However, ordinary people don't pay attention to this business, but the gray area groups do.

It's all for people anyway, so you won't mind if I send some people who have basically no future troubles over there.

As for whether something will go wrong... I don't even care about morals, so who cares about these things?

He could no longer remember the specific details.

Or rather, I don’t want to think about it, and I dare not think about it.

All he knew was that in the end, when he picked up the little body, it had already lost its temperature.

At that moment, he felt like he was going crazy.

He became a wandering ghost, wandering around the city.

Only occasionally would he regain consciousness and use the little money he had left to go to the small stall where they used to eat often and eat quietly for a while.

But soon, he will go crazy again.

After an unknown amount of time, one day someone suddenly came to him.

It was an extremely evil aura, very similar to the blood sacrifice of his parents by the villains when his village was burning in flames many years ago.

But it's a little different.

Later he learned that they believed in different gods.

He had heard of the sect that had carried out the blood sacrifice in the village. They believed in Tzeentch, the Supreme Eagle and the Lord of Conspiracy.

But the man told him that there was no trust between them, the Cult of Khorne, and the Cult of Tzeentch, and they were even hostile to each other.

If a big criminal is willing to join their ranks, that person is willing to take charge and help him take revenge on those people back then.

He disagreed at the time.

He no longer has any trust in other people.

But the followers of Khorne thought for a moment and made another suggestion.

"So...are you interested in seeking revenge against those who caused you to lose everything?"

Suddenly, he raised his head, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

The man condensed a breath in his palm and said with a smile: "Since you are the Great Sin·Envy, then you should be able to feel what is in my palm. It is very similar to your own power."

"This is a breath of rage and the root of all unrest."

"In order to artificially create the great sin of wrath, someone in the Rockhe Empire took the lead in doing all this."

"The deaths of the siblings are a continuation of this experiment."

"So, do you want to retaliate?"

Hearing this, he finally couldn't help but look up.

The anger in his heart made him look as ferocious as a demon: "Can you help me?"

"We are Khorne, the Word of Chaos, the Symbol of Slaughter, and we intend to set the world on fire," the man had told him.

So he agreed.

He was already stuck in the quagmire, and now he just chose to become a demon.

"Well... let's discuss how to create unrest in this city? For example... let them restart the experiment? Only this time, it won't be Sin and Rage, but you..."

From that day on, he went completely crazy.

He only had one obsession left.

That is to use one's own anger to ignite all those who are involved in the great sin experiment.

And you, you Roxy Empire.

You are the ones who should pay the price.

…

Location: A dark spot far beyond the Kalina Line

Herme, wearing armor and riding a giant bone horse, turned his head to look at a being in the shadows.

"Did you guys plan all this?"

In the shadows, a staggering sound of footsteps was heard, and the figure of a man in a black robe emerged.

A cold voice came out of his throat:

"Why do you think so?"

"Just out of my conspirator's instinct, I think you played an indispensable role in this process, don't you think so, Pope of Tzeentch."

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised under the half face hidden by the hood.

"He probably still believes that he is the chosen one of the jealous authority."

"Oh? Isn't it?"

"How is it possible? We spent nearly 7,000 years preparing to synthesize Envy and Rage. We only succeeded in this era and paid a huge price to occupy the positions of Envy and Rage in advance."

"And then? Didn't you think of keeping this power in your hands?"

"Who else can control the owner of a great sin? Every great sin owner who has reached the pinnacle has his own ideas. When we are weak, they can't help us, and when they become strong, they can't be used by us, so we really use their methods..."

"It's to invest in other countries and create unrest, right?"

"That's right. The Great Sin itself is the chess piece we sent out. After cultivating the Great Sin host, the only meaning of their existence is to send their lives to the troublemakers who are qualified to inherit this power."

"Oh? How did you do that?"

"Blood sacrifice. Use blood sacrifice after blood sacrifice to find individuals who can survive the pollution of the abyss. Even if they are not qualified to become the owners of the power of sin, they will not be instantly devoured."

"…How many people did you kill to achieve this?"

"If human lives were compared to rice, it would probably fill a granary."

After these words were spoken, even Helmer was silent.

He thought he was crazy enough, having been contaminated by the Four Gods of the Abyss. There were not many people in the world crazier than him.

But I didn’t expect that there were masters among those who believed in the Four Gods of the Abyss.

"Don't look at me like that. It is their honor to sacrifice their lives for the cause of my Lord."

"Why don't you offer your own?"

"How do you know we haven't offered it?"

"yes."

"But I learned from the mad dog's memory that the people who chose to help him were from Khorne. Don't tell me you were in disguise?"

"No, no, no, how is that possible? He is indeed a member of the Khorne sect."

“…”

"Is it hard to understand? Find a girl who can be controlled by us, adopt a helpless brother, and then spread the news to the group of human traffickers. Naturally, some people will take action because of the wealth.

Lord Herme, humans, or any other races, are a group of creatures that are easy to provoke.

You just need to put the benefits out there and guide them towards their goals, and there are plenty of people willing to be fooled.

You admonish them, but you get blamed instead!

Not to mention the dirtiest group of people in the gray industrial chain, whose consciences have long been fed to dogs. There is no difference between them and us, the believers of evil gods.

So, bang, a brother who knew nothing died in front of a chess piece who knew nothing.

Then we will commission someone to create an experimental accident, let our people come forward as the experimenter, and let the girls who have already joined us voluntarily hand their lives over to the designated person.

Haha, then someone is going to go crazy."

"But why are the people of Khorne involved?"

"We told them."

"They won't object? I heard that the relationship between your four major sects has always been bad."

"It's really bad, but it doesn't have any impact." Pope Tzeentch smiled, but his tone was extremely cold. "We want to destroy the world, and they want to ignite the flames of war. On this point, we are not in conflict."

Helmer was silent.

Even though he knew that the other party had no bottom line, he still marveled at the "professionalism" of these people.

"The button of destruction is now in your hands. I don't need to teach you what to do next, Master Helmer."

"You are the only ones who can use the Sin Host as a disposable pawn," Helmer said calmly.

"Thank you for your praise..." Pope Tzeentch stared blankly at the black bone sword that pierced his chest. When he looked up, he saw Herme smiling.

The next moment, the long sword that pierced the Pope of Tzeentch slashed horizontally, tearing his body into pieces.

The spurting blood covered the ground.

The Pope, who was brutally beheaded, could not help but cry out in pain.

Helmer calmly wiped the blood off the sword.

"Even if I were the devil, I would not associate with animals."

The Pope's painful expression gradually calmed down, but a strange smile appeared on his lips: "You are chosen by the Four Gods, do you think you are a good person?"

The next moment, the sword light fell down and exploded his head like a watermelon.

Herme looked towards the horizon, and after a moment, he activated the "switch" he got from Pope Tzeentch.

The stupid and great sin of jealousy. Until his death, he did not realize that he had been someone else's meal from the very beginning.

I hope that the power that finally erupts after his death can truly hurt those who have the ability to threaten him.

Of course, he was not talking about the Imperial Prince, but...

…

The roar sounded again.

The moment Jealousy died, unprecedented pollution flowed out of his body.

Louis frowned and protected Olivia behind him, looking at the scene in front of him coldly.

"He's not dead yet?"

"Dead." Olivia frowned. "His authority has been transferred to me."

"Then why..."

"There is another possibility. It is not jealousy that is causing the chaos now."

The little swan murmured.

In this situation, it is impossible not to die of jealousy.

Do you really think that the Necromancers of Monet, who have invested so much energy, are vegetarians? Even if they are vegetarians, their magic is not vegetarian.

The great sin of jealousy is completely dead.

Then what is that thing that is getting up now? Louis frowned as he looked at the scene and suddenly whispered:

"It looks like someone had it planned from the beginning, or in other words, some beings below wanted to take this opportunity to deal with us a long time ago."

"You mean..."

"Olivia, get ready. The true Chosen One of the Abyss is about to arrive."

At the cost of the final wail of the sin of jealousy, summon the Chosen of Khorne to come.

So in a moment.

Everything has changed.

With a deafening roar, a giant demon wearing bone armor appeared on the earth.

Louis frowned, and the Wanhua Sword Pill appeared in his palm, transforming into a snake-belly sword.

A snake-belly sword stabbed out.

The impact filled with terrifying power turned into sword light that tore the great god apart.

Star-piercing sword, thirty-three consecutive strikes.

In the terrifying sword storm, even the Chosen Ones of Khorne had to retreat.

However, the good times did not last long, as Louis felt an evil force coming towards him.

Without hesitation, he turned the sword and slashed towards the corner.

There was a roar of horse hooves, followed by the blazing fire of the abyss.

I saw a huge bone sword colliding with Louis' snake-belly sword.

The shocking impact knocked down the surrounding trees piece by piece.

The aftermath of the battle alone was enough to blow those centuries-old trees into the sky like paper and fly toward the periphery.

"Greed, your opponent is me."

The one who made the move was the Demon King Hermo.

Louis said nothing and instantly activated the power of the brave sword within the Wanhua Sword Pill.

The holy light permeated him, but it did not affect him in the slightest.

The power of the God of Glory and Justice spread out, deeply combined with his own authority, and the power that burst out instantly burned Herme's body.

The two separated as soon as they touched.

They all looked at each other solemnly.

Louis thought to himself, "This Hermo is a little too strong."

He finally understood why every time in the IF line, if this guy was not killed in time, it would leave great disaster for the mainland.

This guy can actually exert divine power on the Continent of Stars.

That’s right, he, like himself, possesses power above that of a demigod.

If you insist on saying what's different...he is much stronger than me.

Although he doesn't seem to have as deep a foundation as the Emperor, this obvious gap is probably not something he can suppress in a short period of time.

Fortunately, he still has a trump card.

The power of the Brave Sword was wildly aroused.

This once divine weapon has now been melted into the Wanhua Sword Pill.

The Wanhua Sword Pill inherited his power and gave Louis the power to fight against demons of higher levels.

For a moment, the battle between the two became tense.

At this moment, the Chosen One of Khorne, with a fierce look on his face, looked into the distance.

(End of this chapter)