Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 314 I Will Kill You (4.2K! 108 more chapters)
The glorious holy city of Solantis.

As the faith center of Albertus in the mortal world and the location of the main temple of the Church of the Sun, it is regarded as a holy place by countless paladins, who long to visit the holy city in person during their lifetime.

This is a dark-free place covered by sunlight all year round.

In the center of the city hangs a giant sun wheel condensed from the holy flame bestowed by the sun god. It rotates day and night and is always bright even at night.

At the same time, this is also the place where the biggest reaction to the abnormal situation of the sun god occurs.

It is no exaggeration to say that the believers of the Sun God are going crazy.

Our Lord has sent down a miracle!
miracle!!!

A miracle that the whole world can see!
They walked out of their retreat in great excitement, telling each other about the news, and wondering if this was the gods telling them something...

A new oracle?

Mainly launching a holy war against evil?

My Lord has lost his patience with evil?

In addition, because it happened to be a blood moon, could we think more about the meaning of this?
Compared to the believers who have entered a state of fanaticism, the Pope seems relatively calm in the sanctuary at the highest point of the holy city.

The elderly man, with white hair and beard, looked kindly at the excited and happy children in the holy city, shook his head and smiled calmly.

"Haha, what a bunch of kids..."

The Pope neither stopped or rebuked their agitation, nor encouraged or incited it.

Let them be.

The old Pope had once been one of them, an avid jihadist who always hoped to sacrifice himself for God and justice.

He longed for an opportunity, a chance to prove his faith to the gods.

But now, he is old.

His beliefs had never changed, and his faith in Albertus became even stronger, believing that only the sun god could save the world.

He has seen too much in the thousands of years.

miracle?

Nothing.

Not to mention miracles and incarnations of gods...even if it was the real evil god, he had faced too many of them.

This generation of "Pope of the Burning Sun" has a lot of experience and has gone through countless trials and tests.

Now, he no longer needs to prove his piety to anyone - not even the god he has served all his life.

Pope of the Scorching Sun withdrew his gaze, turned and walked to the deepest part of the sanctuary, knelt respectfully before the statue of the Sun God, closed his eyes and prayed.

"My Lord, what happened?"

The children still have to guess, but he is different.

He could just ask.

There is no riddle that cannot be clarified by direct questioning.

Although the Sun God had not responded to his prayers for a long time for some reason, since there was an abnormality this time, He should have awakened.

At first, the Pope of the Burning Sun did not hear any response, and the god seemed to be still sleeping.

But he was not in a hurry and continued to wait quietly.

After a long time, just when the Pope of the Scorching Sun was a little hesitant, he finally heard the response from God.

In the bishop’s heart, a voice filled with supreme majesty resounded after hundreds of years: [“Someone tried to steal my authority.”]

Bishop Lie Ri's eyes suddenly opened and he almost stood up.

What! ! ?
The answer he got from the mouth of the sun god was much more explosive than what he had guessed in his mind.

Is someone stealing my Lord's authority?

are you crazy?
Who on earth is this madman who dares to do such a suicidal thing?
Moreover, judging from what happened just now, it seems that the other party succeeded? At least for a period of time! ! ?
"My Lord, this matter... needs to be conveyed to the believers?" Pope of the Burning Sun asked tentatively.

Is it necessary to let believers know about such a big thing?

He couldn't imagine what would happen after this news spread... Would there be a new holy war? Or would the evil god directly launch a war of gods?
This time, the scorching sun did not respond, and the light on the statue gradually dimmed.

The sun has set.

Albertus was silent again.

"..."

Pope of the Burning Sun slowly stood up, his brows deeply furrowed, somewhat confused about what had happened.

There was very little known information, so he could only speculate.

"If you want to steal the authority of the priesthood, you can either take it away by force with your own strength, or steal it by trickery with your own domain..."

There are only a handful of gods who can snatch the Sun God away, and none of them would do such a crazy thing.

Then the biggest possibility is that someone is trying to attract the priesthood by relying on his own field as a springboard.

As for the latter, there are many people who can do this.

Pope of the Burning Sun thought for a while, and recalled a figure who was quite suspicious in his mind.

"Is it the traitor who escaped?"

"That... the most powerful and most beloved war angel ever?"

After recalling that figure, the old Pope's expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at the murals in the sanctuary.

He looked up from the bottom of the mural, and finally saw the gap where the god had made his move.

There, was the position of the fighting angel.

Supreme favor! Supreme glory!
But in the end, what he got in return was her betrayal.

Could it be her?

"After disappearing for so many years, what does she want to do?"

"Could it be that she discovered the state of our Lord and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to steal more?"

The old Pope's gaze gradually became profound, and he turned and walked out of the sanctuary.

In the end, only an inaudible whisper remained, echoing in the sanctuary for a long time.

"No matter what you want to do...I will never let you succeed!"

"This time, I will definitely kill you!"

……

……

"What happened just now? Am I not dreaming?"

Steven looked up blankly, unsure if he was hallucinating due to excessive fatigue.

Did the sun come out just now?
He wasn't supposed to go out on the night of a blood moon, but he couldn't remember the time anymore.

After traveling for more than ten days with a strong determination, Steven finally arrived at the village where his daughter was placed.

But just before returning to his daughter's village, Steven unexpectedly witnessed an abnormal miracle.

After being illuminated by the sunlight, Steven felt his consciousness became much clearer and shook his head violently.

He dragged his heavy body, let go of the third horse he had already replaced, and walked towards the village step by step.

"…I hope Theresa is okay."

He originally came here to find his daughter, but when he really got here, he actually felt a little homesick.

He was worried that something might happen to his daughter, and even more worried about seeing her expression of disgust.

"Should I clean myself up before I see her? Will this scare her?"

Steven stroked his beard, realizing that he now looked like a beggar.

I had mixed feelings and didn't know what to do for a moment.

But just as Steven was about to step into the village, the wooden sign on his chest suddenly felt hot, causing him to shudder all over and come out of his state of anxiety.

Um! ! ?
Steven looked at the quiet village, his whole spirit tensed.

"No, that's not right!"

It was quiet.

Although the villagers go to bed early at night, the animals that guard the house will still react.

I walked in so arrogantly, but I didn't hear a single shout.

He didn't even hear a breath!

Steven swallowed nervously, carefully lowered his breathing, and slowly walked deeper into the village.

Danger? Escape?

If he knew how to do that, he wouldn't have risked his life to rush back.

"Theresa, my daughter, please be alright!"

But when Steven sneaked to the center of the village, he was stunned, and his psychological defenses completely collapsed in an instant.

"No...no, that's not true!"

There, a snake-shaped statue made of the flesh and blood of dozens of people stood in an extremely graceful posture.

That fallen yet sacred breath announces its existence to all things in the world.

It was a statue of a deity.

It is an artistic creation made by the evil god using the flesh and blood of mortals!

And the name of that god...

"The God of Lust!"

Steven completely collapsed. He didn't care about hiding himself. Tears flowed from his eyes. He gritted his teeth and yelled, "No, no, no!!!"

This place has been targeted by the God of Evil and Lust!

He finally found him.

Theresa ultimately did not escape the same fate as her mother...she was eventually found by Him.

What happened to Theresa? He didn't want to guess anymore...

"Damn evil god!!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!!!"

And when Steven was roaring out of control, the flesh and blood statue also reacted.

Click click click.

The statue moved, as if showing a mocking smile, and its snake tail swung violently, and a bloody flesh spike flew out and stabbed towards his chest.

Steven had already overdrawn his body on the way here, and he was so discouraged at the moment that he didn't even have the reaction to dodge.

I just stared blankly at the spikes flying towards me, muttering in my heart: "Theresa, I'm sorry... Dad is here to accompany you."

At the last moment of his life, Steven suddenly remembered a lot, and his previously sealed memories also awakened.

He thought of the promise he had made to that adult - he had clearly promised him that he would definitely come back.

"Lord Herbert, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'll disappoint you... I can't go back."

Steven smiled bitterly, feeling ashamed for breaking his promise.

He keeps breaking appointments.

He failed to keep his promise to his lover, causing his daughter to fall into the hands of the evil god again.

She also failed to keep her promise to her daughter and failed to give her a new life.

In the end, he even failed to keep the promise he made to his benefactor and became a deserter.

Such a failed life ended just like that, maybe it’s a good result.

whoosh-

Just as the spikes of the flesh and blood statue were about to touch Steven, a bright light shone from his chest.

The seemingly ordinary wooden sign floated up, and a shadow rushed out from it and turned into a thick shadow tentacle in mid-air.

Snapped.

The shadow suddenly slapped the flesh and blood spikes away, and then used the great force to carry Steven and fly backwards out of the village.

……

……

Malagas.

When the incarnation of evil was destroyed, Herbert regained control of his body.

The powerful force receded like the tide, leaving only a deep emptiness in his body - he wanted to be filled with this powerful force once again!

However, a certain Miss Goddess who was worried about herself successfully overcame her instinctive desires and did not take the opportunity to snatch away her ally's body.

It is really cause for celebration!
The trust the two people have in each other is truly touching and worth writing about.

However, even though such a good thing happened, Herbert's expression did not seem relaxed.

Because, he suddenly discovered... after the destruction of the evil god's incarnation, the blood sacrifice ceremony of the entire city still showed no sign of stopping.

The power still exists, and the dead still turn into undead monsters - this is wrong.

"What does this mean? Nenasha, His incarnation is still alive?" Herbert asked in confusion.

Nenasha, is there something wrong with your play this time?
Don't quibble, I just gave you all the control!
However, Nenasha did not intend to take the blame, and snorted: [“How is that possible~ How could I fail? His incarnation has indeed been burned to slag.”]

[“But, this does not mean that He has no other way to watch over here.”]

Herbert narrowed his eyes and thought of a possibility: "That means there is a container here? Can He descend from the sky?"

[“I think so. Let me look for her… Oh? It’s her?”]

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to ask, the image in front of Herbert's eyes flashed, revealing the man's appearance.

Looking at that face, Herbert narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and muttered silently in his heart: "Tsk, what a damn fate..."

Click.

A crack appeared in the ground, and Sfanny led the others to Herbert.

"Herbert!"

Eliza, whose skin was flushed, jumped out first. She jumped in front of Herbert and laughed, "Haha! You actually did it! Hahaha!"

The red-skinned vampire lady put her hands on her hips and smiled smugly, as if she was the one who saved the city.

This is my male pet, and I am his master!
But soon, Eliza's laughter stopped because Sfanny shook her head at her quietly with a serious face.

"Hahaha, haha...eh? Why are you unhappy?"

She turned her head and found that Herbert's expression was not one of triumph, but a frown as he looked at Theresa hiding at the back.

"Ok?"

Quinna noticed Herbert's gaze, not knowing what he was thinking, and forced herself to step forward and block Theresa.

"Sir Herbert! Theresa is innocent. There is a reason why she is like this. Don't be impulsive... She is not a monster, but she is cursed!"

In order to strengthen her persuasiveness, Quinna took out a badge to prove her identity and said quickly: "I am a monk from the Misty Monastery. I can use my identity to vouch for her! Theresa..."

Herbert shook his head, interrupted her, and said softly: "You don't have to say anything more, I know who you are."

Quinna was obviously stunned for a moment: "...Ah? You know me?"

Herbert nodded and said calmly, "Because I am too."

"ah!!?"

After hearing this, Quinna, who had been somewhat confident, was now completely panicked.

Is he also a monk from the Misty Monastery?
Now, it's all over...

As a paladin from the Misty Monastery, she knew very well how fanatical those monks were in exterminating alien races.

All kidding aside, every person is a master of burning at the stake.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

"Theresa."

Herbert looked past the flustered Quinna, looked at the uneasy girl, and said softly: "I'm sorry, but..."

"I will kill you."

(End of this chapter)