Die, princess, the devil is mine!

After several failed attempts to commit suicide, Rodman seemed to have calmed down.

However, neither Lynn nor Aklie let their guard down. After all, he was the Pope of the strongest god, and it would be unreasonable to say that he didn't have some trump cards up his sleeve.

However, the rest of the journey was indeed smooth sailing. Rodman seemed to have resigned himself to his fate and didn't even struggle, letting them take him to the city gate.

At this time, all the gates of the Holy City of Light were closed, and the war legions that had suddenly attacked and broken into the city had been wiped out.

This was largely thanks to Akre's constant vigilance against the Temple of War, which prevented their main force from entering the city; otherwise, the situation would likely have been very different.

"Akrei, you already know a few forbidden spells, right? I'll leave the ones in the distance to you, and I'll take care of clearing out the siege forces nearby."

As soon as he arrived high in the sky outside the Holy City of Light, Lynn looked down at the densely packed war legions below and couldn't help but exhale.

He had always known there were many war fanatics, but witnessing this massive army firsthand made him truly realize how sick the world was.

Moreover, this is only one of the city gates of the Holy City of Light. There are seven other city gates in other places. Even if the main force of the war legion here is the main force, it is at most one-fifth or one-quarter of the total.

"clear."

Akre responded seriously, then raised his magic shield and began chanting a spell.

He had just received a team invitation from Lord Lynn in his mind, and Aklie, without any suspicion, accepted it immediately.

He didn't know what this so-called team formation was all about, but as the Holy Emperor of Light, he couldn't possibly doubt the Envoy of Light.

Lynn's decision to team up with Aklie wasn't just to help him level up; it was also a last resort.

After the previous demon god's actions, he scratched his head whenever he saw this vast number of enemies, fearing that these massive numbers of war god followers would also be ignited and collectively self-destruct, thus sending him to the realm of gods.

With Aklie in the group, there's no need to worry about this issue. After all, the combat power of the Divine Blessed Continent's legions is incomparable to that of the Demon Clan's legions. Even if they were all combined, Aklie's current level could handle it. He just needs to avoid consuming experience points himself, since he's only one step away from reaching the next level.

After assigning tasks, Lynn tightened his restraints on Rodman, sealing his six senses. But even that wasn't enough to completely reassure him, so he used his battle aura to guide him as they charged towards the war legion below.

At this time, the War Legion was launching a fierce attack on the Holy City of Light. Outside the city gates, corpses lay strewn everywhere and blood flowed like rivers. However, the fanatical followers of the God of War were perhaps even more fearless than the demons, and they did not collapse in the slightest despite the large number of deaths of their comrades.

After all, the demons wage war for destruction and to make themselves stronger; they fight with a purpose. The followers of the God of War, on the other hand, fight for their so-called faith and their inner desire to kill. They may have a purpose, but in reality, they fight purely for the sake of war.

Such people can no longer be called human; they are a group of warmongers, a group of madmen, beings more demonic than demons themselves.

Lynn wasn't a bloodthirsty maniac. The only time he could kill without blinking was when he was grinding monsters or killing demons. The last time he massacred humans was when he stormed the Heavenly Mandate Empire's palace. That time, he killed the tyrant's henchmen, and he only blinked once or twice. But this time, he was killing humanoid demons, and he absolutely wouldn't blink.

Lynn's descent didn't actually cause much of a commotion. Although he was the strongest man in the world, absolutely invincible, and had someone trailing behind him as he charged towards the besieging army, compared to the thousands of troops below, the figures of just two people were nothing. Of course, this was assuming that War Emperor Rodman was not recognized.

Akre, who was still floating in mid-air, was different. Not only was his papal attire extremely eye-catching, but more importantly, the magical elements around him were almost violent.

The Temple of War also has mages, even its own mage legions. Akre is clearly preparing a forbidden spell; how could they not be startled...?

"Quick! Stop him! Otherwise we'll all be dead!"

Among the crowd, high-ranking figures from the Temple of War were shouting loudly. They couldn't understand why the Holy Emperor Akre was on this battlefield. Wasn't His Majesty Rodman supposed to kill him? Even if Akre was exceptionally capable and couldn't be defeated quickly, it didn't mean he would break through the encirclement and attack them!

Amidst the exclamations, the top experts of the Temple of War soared into the sky, charging towards Aklie high above. In order for the forbidden spell to kill the enemy, Aklie had stepped outside the coverage area of ​​the Light Barrier. This allowed the experts of the Temple of War to be of use. Otherwise, if Aklie had remained inside the Light Barrier, they would have had no chance to make a move before breaking through that shell.

Seeing the powerful warriors from the Temple of War attacking from below, Akre remained completely unmoved and continued chanting his forbidden spell. He had complete confidence in his magic shield; even the War Saint Emperor couldn't break it instantly, and he could withstand the onslaught of these people for two or three seconds.

However, there was no need for Aklie to take the hit. When Lynn saw that the Temple of War had sent out powerful warriors to interfere with Aklie's forbidden spell release, he simply turned around and went to help him solve the problem.

A flash of sword light, and more than a dozen powerful warriors from the Temple of War were decapitated. Most of them were killed instantly, and the others lost a substitute artifact.

These people weren't wealthy, powerful emperors; how many life-saving items could they possibly have? Lynn chased after them, and with a single sweep of his sword, he sent them all to meet the God of War.

"It's Lynn! Lynn is back! He's captured His Majesty the Holy Emperor!"

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd below; it was only then that they noticed Lynn and Rodman.

To Lynn's surprise, seeing their Pope captured, the War Temple's legions did not suffer a morale collapse or rout. Instead, as if stimulated by something, they suddenly charged forward with a roar.

They shouted loudly as they charged forward, their voices cacophony as they shouted their own slogans, but they were nothing more than chants like "Long live the God of War" or "Saving Private Rodman," and all they did was charge and kill.

Many of them couldn't even fly, but they still charged alongside the temple's Saint-level experts and Sky Knights, even if it was just to lend a hand and boost morale.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, Lynn was not surprised but delighted. He was afraid that all these people would be scared away and scatter in all directions, which would make their mopping-up operation much more difficult.
Charging in like this, as if it were a suicide mission, is just right. At the very least, it will give Akre a big hit before he gradually retreats.

Lynn deliberately replaced the Holy Emperor's Sword with a fire-type broadsword to kill his enemies. Although these people deserved to die, he still didn't want his human Holy Emperor's Sword to be stained with too much human blood.

As Lynn unleashed his frenzied slaughter among the crowd, Akre, high in the sky, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

So this is how you can level up? Even though his forbidden spell hadn't been cast yet, and it was Lord Lynn who was killing the enemy, he could feel his strength rapidly increasing. It was almost like divine power; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he gained it without effort.

Are those who are close to gods really that close to gods? This is comparable to the power of the gods themselves...

However, this is not the time to think too much; killing the enemy is the priority.

Akre then concentrated his mind, finished chanting the forbidden incantation, and then a radiant light shone down upon the war legions on the ground.

After the blinding light, a large section of the massive army below was suddenly empty. The soldiers affected by the eternal radiance of light were vaporized without leaving a single corpse.

Even so, the War Legion fought to the death, and even the terrifying forbidden spells could not frighten them away.

If the demon race is merely fearless in the face of death, then the war legions are not only fearless, but also utterly undaunted by death; they are literally ready to die for their cause, regarding dying for war as an honor and glory.

It seems that only in this way can one be considered a qualified believer in the god of war, born for war and dying for war.

Lynn and Akre watched this scene in silence, feeling that compared to other temples and churches, the Temple of War was like a cult. Those who believed in it were either madmen or had become insane after becoming believers.

"Gather all personnel capable of launching ranged attacks and wipe out these lunatics! They're all a security threat to the Divine Blessed Continent!"

As Lynn spoke, he swooped down, deliberately drawing himself into the encirclement of the war legion. Meanwhile, Aklie, who had just finished casting a round of forbidden spells and was on cooldown, was ordered to gather the mages and archers in the area of ​​the Holy City of Light.

He believed that with Lord Lynn there, they could definitely protect these ranged attackers, and that quickly eliminating such warmongers was something the two of them couldn't do in a short time.

A few moments later, Lynn had killed countless enemies in the crowd before Akre managed to gather his men together.

With the participation of numerous ranged attacks, the soldiers of the War Legion fell one after another like wheat being harvested. They wanted to fight back, but most of their attacks were blocked by the items released by Lynn, and the remaining small number could not break through the magic shield array formed by Aklie and the other Light God Mages.

Only at this point did the War Legion, under the remaining leadership, begin to consider retreating. However, the soldiers of the War Legion, caught up in war fever, were no longer under the command of high-ranking priests and officers such as legion commanders and division commanders. They had already ordered a retreat, but few responded.

Ultimately, with Lynn relentlessly pursuing the fleeing high command of the War Temple and Akree's relentless advance, the war legion at this city gate was completely wiped out.

But this is only one battlefield. After dealing with this one, Lynn will have to take Akree to another city gate to start another battle.

Fortunately, the world of miracles is a world of swords and magic, where there is no need for the slashing and hacking like in the era of cold weapons. With area attacks and forbidden spells covering the field, even if you have a million troops, you can annihilate them in a short time.

After that, Lynn and Aklie used the same method to eliminate the enemies on the three battlefields. Aklie lived up to expectations and leveled up to 830. Not only did he close the gap with Rodman, he directly surpassed him and once again became the second person on the Blessed Continent after Lynn.

"Lord Lynn, with the Light Barrier in place, there's nothing to worry about on the other battlefields. Why don't we interrogate Rodman first?"

After finishing off another battlefield, Akre walked over to Lynn, looked at Rodman who was standing silently with his eyes closed, and frowned as he spoke.

Although his six senses had been sealed by Lord Lynn, his silence and stillness throughout the journey were quite strange. Aklie had a bad feeling about this, so he came to remind Lord Lynn whether they should deal with Rodman's problem first.

"Alright, anyway, with me watching over things, nothing should go wrong."

After a moment's thought, Lynn agreed to Aklie's suggestion. He was indeed curious about the God of War's plans and whether they would endanger him and those around him.

He was confident he could defend against any person in the world of miracles or any demon in the demon realm, but he had no confidence he could defend against a god, especially a supreme god who could be considered the strongest.

"Then I'll start."

As Lynn released the confinement that separated the inside from the outside, leaving only the confinement that restricted personal freedom, Akre immediately cast the previously ineffective Power Word and Holy Word spells at Rodman.

Despite having his six senses sealed, Rodman revealed a mad, sinister grin under the combined influence of the mantra and the sacred words.

"Hehehe, you didn't have to know all this so soon, and you could have enjoyed many more years of peace. But since you've chosen to die, you can't blame me!"

Rodman's face was completely distorted, and his face was filled with a deathly aura.

"Actually... the God of Light perished together with the God of Destruction and the God of Guardian long ago! Now the God of War is the true ruler of the divine realm! You are nothing but bullshit divine messengers and popes! You don't even have a god-king anymore, what kind of faith do you have! Hahahaha... uh..."

Amidst his maniacal laughter, Rodman suddenly died. It was a sudden death that Lynn couldn't save him from, as if he had been punished by an invisible god for revealing a secret.

However, Lynn and Akre were completely oblivious to whether Rodman was alive or dead at this moment. They were stunned by Rodman's last words and were dumbfounded.

Especially Akre, the Pope of the Holy See, suddenly lost his sparkle and his eyes were filled with emptiness.

The God King of Light... has fallen?

Impossible! If He were gone, all the faith power of the Holy See should have ceased to exist! Yet He is still continuously channeling faith power upwards!

Akree recovered from his despair in less than a second, then spat fiercely at Rodman's fallen corpse. This was the first time he had acted so rudely since becoming the Pope of Light.

(End of this chapter)