A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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At this moment, the parishioners behind the bishop also held religious scriptures in their hands. Unlike holy books, which are printed, religious scriptures are a gift from God.

Unlike the villainous cultists dressed in black, the holy children wore white suits and white wedding dresses, making them look like a couple who had mistakenly entered a cult ceremony rather than participating in one.

"This……"

Brenda, a pampered young emperor, looked quite unwell upon seeing this bizarre and disgusting sight, even smelling the foul stench of blood in the pool.

“Your Majesty…you must learn to adapt. Back then, Ernest VII wouldn’t have made such a fuss over such trivial matters.”

Saint Karina whispered in Brenda's ear in an unusually intimate, nibbling manner.

There are more than just the two of them who are close cult members here, so it's not surprising that Saint Karina did this.

"Ah."

Upon hearing the word "ancestor," Brenda immediately suppressed the churning in her stomach and replied indifferently.

In her current state, it's not suitable for her to talk too much, otherwise she's really worried that she'll throw up.

"Please—carry the divine tablet inside and onto the platform!"

The stele is a black stone tablet about two meters high and seventy centimeters wide, which is carried by eight people.

The fact that so many able-bodied young men were needed suggests that the weight of the stele itself was not as simple as it appeared; on the contrary, it was extremely heavy.

After the divine monument was brought in, another group of people escorted in some naked people. They were the appetizers of the sacrificial ritual, who were to be thrown into the blood pool first to please the evil god Eris.

"thump--"

Large splashes of red blood erupted, the blood covering the body and head, as if digested, and the offerings remained motionless.

At this moment, the cultists watching this scene, including the bishop, became even more devout and fanatical, as if they were seeing their god awakening.

As for the holy sons and daughters on the high platform, they were controlled by some unknown means. Their expressions were numb and cold, as if they could not feel the threat of impending death. They showed no fear and stared blankly at everything.

Quiet, like a puppet...

"Singing the scriptures, offering our highest respect to our God! A tribute!"

The bishop's voice was very clear in the empty space, probably due to the use of amplification magic.

The believers here all worship the evil god Eris, and most of them are very devout believers. They have also organized team building activities many times to have in-depth exchanges and enhance their unity and sense of collective consciousness.

Needless to say, the level of cohesion was already beyond redemption in Saint Karina's eyes, unless she used the same purification method she used on Renee.

However, after glancing at the number of people in the church hall, even counting only women, St. Karina felt that she would probably have to erase the entire avenue to bring everything back to life.

At this moment, hundreds of people began chanting the scriptures, and the divine stele on the high platform began to emit black light, floating above the blood pool. Countless streams of blood transformed into fine lines, embedding themselves into the grooves on the stele, making the stele appear eerie and unpredictable.

Under the convergence and pull of power, the black light of the divine monument emanated outward, forming a black door on the high platform. This door led to the divine kingdom, and these believers were eager to rush straight in.

However, God only allows believers to enter the gate based on their contributions. If someone breaks in without God's permission, the consequence is not eternal life, but immediate death.

Eight beams of black light shot out and struck eight cult members. The chosen ones were overjoyed and shouted wildly, disregarding their decorum.

"It's me! I won! This is divine grace!"

They were so excited they almost fainted, but they still jumped for joy, driving the unselected instructors crazy with jealousy, who wished they could take their place.

However, God does not allow these people to kill each other. No one has the guts to commit murder in God's presence.

Taking advantage of his anger, the bishop pressed his advantage, saying, "Please! Holy Son and Holy Daughter! Ascend to the Kingdom of God!"

The eight holy sons and daughters, like puppets, stiffly stepped toward the door.

Their gait was strange, as if invisible threads were controlling their bodies.

"Your Excellency, Holy Maiden!"

Brenda panicked. If this money went in, the seal on the evil god Eris would be broken, and that would be terrible.

Saint Karina knew she couldn't delay any longer, so she activated the Shadow Domain and borrowed Melissa's power from the capital to sign a slave contract through the Holy Sword.

Melissa's strength is at the fifth rank. She is a demon general in the Demon King's army who is skilled in combat. She can take the power of slaves and use it for her own purposes. Of course, she can only maintain it for a short ten minutes, but it is enough for the moment.

"Shadow Realm! God decrees: Cutting off sound, cutting off light and shadow, cutting off movement will all be punished and restrained by God!"

Gradually regaining her own strength, and with the help of Melissa's power, Saint Karina is now able to use her Word of Power from her prime.

Of course, there are still differences. For example, the people she can restrain are limited to those below the fifth rank, and the range is also vastly different. In her prime, she could cover the entire city, but right now, her Word of Power can only cover this hall at most.

Even if Saint Karina wanted to cover the entire church, she probably couldn't do it now.

"Om."

And so, the shadows engulfed the entire hall, exposing the two directly to the unfriendly gazes of hundreds of people.

Although she couldn't move, people's hearts were not an area that her spells could interfere with.

The chanting in the hall stopped, and now, the only person who could move was the bishop on the high platform.

Saint Karina found it more fun to gang up on others than to be ganged up on. Although, the situation of three teams was not much different from one team, Brenda was weak and needed Saint Karina's protection, while Renee pretended to be controlled and hid among the cultists, not being exposed.

65. Those who blaspheme God

"presumptuous!"

The bishop was furious when he saw someone causing trouble.

But just as he was about to unleash his impotent rage, he saw a vast, overwhelming shadow transform the area into a bloody meat grinder.

Saint Karina didn't understand the concept of redemption within a cult; all she knew was that those who couldn't speak and were dead were the good ones.

As for the bishop, she deliberately conjured a shadow spear and pierced his chest directly.

However, the process of the stele was not interrupted. When Saint Karina saw the eight holy sons and daughters on the high platform who had been drained of their energy, she knew that something bad was about to happen.

"Get out of here immediately!"

These words were shouted at Brenda and Renée, and she felt a pang of fear, knowing that she was being targeted.

The door to the monument opened, and a hand reached out from inside, pulling her inside.

The inability to resist stems from a difference in the level of life. A large, blood-red "danger" character flickers before my eyes. What was once a stinking pool of blood and a dilapidated ceiling has transformed in the blink of an eye, with a towering tree suddenly appearing before me, butterflies fluttering about, a scene both poignant and radiant.

As this dreamlike, magnificent, and boundless space appeared, the sky suddenly changed color, starting as blue and gradually turning into a radiant purple hue as it spread out like a vast expanse of water.

Boundless and endless, stretching towards the horizon, the vibrant rainbow colors seem to set the sky ablaze...

"The Holy Maiden of the Eternal God Cult..."

The female voice in my ears was like a spring fire igniting within me.

Feeling consumed by desire, Saint Karina felt her condition was absolutely terrible.

"Which saintess are you?"

Just seeing her back was enough to make Santa Karina explode.

“If we start counting from the saintess who sealed you, I am the last one. By the way, the Divine Cult has been extinct for more than five hundred years.”

The irresistible divine power compelled Saint Karina to answer without reservation.

"Is that so... Well then, how about we make a deal? No matter how many sacrifices are offered, I can't break out of this seal. I can only penetrate its power. But if I can sign a contract with you, I can use you to enter the mortal world."

Saint Karina certainly didn't want to accept Eris's deal; she was now like a lamb being led into the lion's den, and she knew very well what would happen if she refused.

The evil god doesn't reason with humans, but agreeing to Saint Karina's request would be a huge loss.

"What's in it for me?"

"what do you want?"

"If I say I want to do the things that women do with each other, Eris, I'll agree to your deal, how about it?"

Saint Karina thought it wouldn't hurt to give it a try; if the God of Fun really agreed, she wouldn't lose out but would actually make a killing.

What kind of people are these evil gods? They wouldn't even blink if you turned them into the female lead.

However, if an ordinary person is truly fortunate enough to have a relationship with a female evil god, then they should not be too happy too soon, because it is absolutely an illusion. The evil god will only secretly watch someone fencing with someone else.

Imagine the scene between the two men; if they knew the truth, they would be utterly crushed on the spot.

"You want to take advantage of the gods?"

“I’m a woman too, how can you say I’m taking advantage of you?”

Saint Karina argued, sensing the atmosphere was turning dangerous.

The evil god has seen all sorts of scenes: terrifying, bloody, frenzied, twisted, and desperate. But being threatened by a human woman is indeed a first for him.

Eris's mental state is definitely not normal. After being imprisoned for so many years, her desire to have fun is unprecedented.

"You're quite interesting, Saintess of the Last Descendants."

Amidst the laughter of the evil god Eris, a sudden surge of intense lust overwhelmed her.

Every cell in my body was screaming, "Hurry up and get over there, hurry up and tear off that woman's clothes, hurry up and blaspheme the gods!"

"I give permission, come on, let's have some fun~ Hehe~"

The misty figure finally became clear, and when Saint Karina saw the true face of the evil god Eris, the flames in her chest were completely ignited.

Besides that flame, there is also an evil fire in the lower abdomen, which can only be extinguished by the water of the gods.

The true face of God is truly difficult to describe in words, but Saint Karina knew that with just one glance, she was completely captivated.

This was truly the craziest decision she had ever made in her life—to get involved with an evil god and even engage in such sexual pleasures. In her mind, a female warrior was sounding a horn, urging her not to stand still and to charge forward.

Saint Karina felt like she was on fire, her desire surging like a tidal wave, and finally, she moved, becoming wet.

“Eris…”

At this moment, her mouth had already sealed the evil god's lips, and the feeling was indescribable. She wished she could immediately transfer her power and attain enlightenment.

After the evil god's sweet syrup rolled down her throat, Eris was now like the white moonlight in her heart.

She stared at Eris's bulging front armor, her gaze burning, tearing—

The boundless forest transformed into a vast sea of ​​flowers, blooming in a riot of colors, each vying for attention, stretching as if to the other side of the boundary line, or perhaps piercing upwards and disappearing into the heavens.

The once magnificent sky was now showering petals. Saint Karina touched the flowers off Eris's body; the petals were delicate and vibrant, budding and slightly damp, as if waiting for someone's tender care.

"Don't pity me, you flower thief!"

They had already spread their legs, assuming a welcoming posture towards Saint Karina.

She embraced Santa Karina's neck, brought her head close to her ear, and breathed softly into it.

Those hot breaths ignited the last embers of reason, and so Saint Karina decided to ruthlessly destroy the flower.

She forcefully opened the petals of the shy flower bud, revealing the heart inside. Then, she reached in and took out the red jade ball hidden inside the flower bud.

The substance dissolved on its own upon contact with body heat, leaving red flower sap on Saint Karina's fingers.

Eris pressed her head down from her embracing position, seemingly urging her to drink the flower juice, which would bring her benefits. Similarly, this step was also a crucial one in concluding the contract.

However, Saint Karina dared not easily eat anything from the evil god, even if it was just the red sap flowing from a flower bud. Who knew what kind of effect eating something that seemed to happen to normal women every time would have on their bodies and minds?

As she weighed the pros and cons, the evil god Eris urged her in a playful tone, "What's wrong? Saintess of the last descendant, how dare you blaspheme against the gods? Is swallowing the flower syrup bestowed by the gods so terrible?"

Although her tone was playful, there was a dangerous undertone to it.

If Saint Karina dared to refuse at this moment, she would surely lose her head and the deal would fail.

The evil god agreed not because she was threatened, but because she found it interesting and wanted to have some fun. She also cherished her body, so it was normal for her to put something inside.

That's why Saint Karina became even more timid...

"Sweetie, eat it, it'll be good for your health."

Eris's hand had already touched Saint Karina's cheek, then slid down to her neck, playing with the snow-white hair there.

She appears to be playing around, but she is actually threatening.

And for some reason, Saint Karina felt that her touch was several times more sensitive than before. With the arrow already on the bowstring, she had no choice but to accept it.

66.Return

It was sweet, with a natural flavor reminiscent of fresh flower juice, which Saint Karina swallowed whole.

At this moment, in her eyes and deep within her consciousness, a voice kept saying, "This is your undying lover, Eris."

No longer limited to the beautiful white moonlight of first love, but more advanced, wanting to take root in Saint Karina's heart.