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The Seven Beasts of Human Evil, born in the Book of Job, are monsters whose origins lie in the seven evils of mankind. They also represent the complete opposite of the creation myth of God in seven days.

The first beast represents the wrathful destructive giant, whose prototype is Set, the great god of destruction in Egyptian mythology.

The second beast is the lustful mother goddess, whose prototype is the mother of the demon in Sumerian mythology. She later evolved into Adam's wife and then fell into the form of a succubus, which is the succubus that evolved in later generations.

The source of all seductive witches, succubi, prostitutes, female demons, banshees, and nuns is the second evil "beast" of humanity, named the Mother Goddess of Desire, which was born behind Xue Dinglu at this time!

This is the answer that Xue's Law devised with astonishing wisdom.

Since the ritual had already begun and could not be stopped, the solution was to find loopholes and exploit bugs. Xue Dinglu had been unable to find the loopholes before, but now he had found the problem.

Why not just replace the original half-elf rhythmic soul with the soul of a courtesan?
At that time, the ritual perception will be that of a "prostitute," but the actual body will not be. This is just like chocolate-flavored "excrement," which will surely give the Seventh Apostle a great surprise!
Even the very beasts of human evil could bring "Genesis" to an early end.

In the deep sea, this goddess of desire was fully revealed. Her skin was like a pearl soaked in milk and honey, radiating an eerie luster. A semi-transparent black gauze robe was casually tied around her waist, exposing large areas of skin as white as milk and almost glowing.

A pair of folded bat-like wing membranes are faintly visible from behind, with a faint rose-red edge. The most eye-catching feature is the graceful heart-shaped tail, which extends from the tailbone and is covered with a layer of delicate purplish-red scales, leaving a pale pink trail of light in the air.

This is the progenitor of all succubi, the most beautiful female creature born in the divine age of Earth.

He has always only used the Destroyer Titan, because the Destroyer Titan has the highest compatibility with Xue's Law. The other human evil beasts are really... hard to describe.

Just like this goddess of desire, the moment she appears, all living beings around her, whether male or female, will be bewitched, even the user herself.

However, Xue's Law remains unaffected; the power of nothingness automatically devours this useless waste, accepting all without exception.

In an instant, the soul of the Mother of Desire rushed into the sea and entered the body of the half-elf Rhythm. Then, the corpse seemed to come alive. She did not struggle at all, but gradually sank into the deep sea, revealing a lustful smile to Xue Dinglu.

Finally, the half-elf corpse carrying Lilith's soul disappeared into the deep sea, and a feeling suddenly came over me.

"It's done!" said the Mimic King.

"The prostitute's body and soul have passed the assessment and are now fully integrated into the ritual!"

This is the best news I've had since arriving here.

The "New Century," modified by the Mimic King, has now been successfully embedded into this world, even perfectly mimicking the original ritual of the Seventh Apostle.

"Can the remaining souls be replaced by the 'beasts' from your 'Innovation Century'?" asked the Mimic King.

Although it had seen this ritual before, it originally thought it was just a small ritual performed by some native god. But after watching it, it realized something was wrong. The essence of this thing seemed to be a ritual that completely elevated itself.
On this planet that possesses the fragment of the Supreme King, it seems that someone had already discovered the power to ascend to the status of a "Supreme King" and had begun to make arrangements, and this ritual was part of those arrangements.

In essence, it has become a third path in the two ascension paths: "simulating the behavior of the King in his lifetime to achieve ascension" in the Starfleet and "consuming the King's spirit to achieve ascension" in the Mist Council.

It is "imitating the seven-day salvation ascension".

Although this path cannot compare to the two already established paths, it is the easiest way to achieve ascension that the local creatures on a small planet in a remote galaxy have found on their own.

After all, there are fragments of the King on that planet, so as long as this ritual is completed, at the very least, one can possess that fragment of the King exclusively. At that time, the person who completes this ritual will be at least on the same level as His simulated King.

He gasped when he thought of this, and could only say that it was fortunate that the ceremony was stopped, otherwise who knows what kind of big trouble might have occurred.

However, it is also a ritual that imitates the King. Although it is an unconscious and unknowing act of imitating the King, it actually achieves the ritual. This makes the ritual extremely inclusive and it can even participate in any ritual.

It is clear that Xue's understanding of this ritual is not very deep, and it remains at a superficial level of "imitating the seven-day creation". But that doesn't matter, the Mimic King can uncover it.

Xue Dinglu glanced at them and then replied, "Yes, brothers, yes, and I have all the remaining 'princess,' 'martyr,' and 'monster' here!"

This corresponds to the princess, the "beast of comparison," the martyr, the "beast of mercy," and finally, the monster, the "beast of sin."

These are the human-evil beasts that Xue Law prepared for the remaining rituals.

As for who seems to have been forgotten? Oh well, Xue doesn't care. Anyway, the things he can forget are basically not important.

……

The veteran who had originally tried to stop Xue's Law finally woke up, and his teammates took him away.

"Blood Whale, what happened? Why did you suddenly faint on the surface of the sea?" another veteran asked.

The fish-man with the three rows of teeth was still in a daze. Xue Dinglu's slap had such a strong aftereffect that he could still feel his head buzzing.

“No, the ceremony! That priest is trying to stop the ceremony, we have to stop him!” he said immediately.

However, his teammates quickly reassured him: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. The ceremony has already started and no one has stopped us. Everything we've planned has gone very smoothly so far."

This relieved him, but he asked, "Didn't that damned priest stop the ceremony?"

"They managed to stop it, but it must have failed. So even external spellcasters have limited abilities in death missions," the teammate said. "As for your contribution, we need to be careful. Teammates are supposed to attack during death missions, but he was allowed to."

“Perhaps it wasn’t an ‘attack’ at all, which is why it wasn’t included in the evil god’s judgment,” said the fishman with three rows of teeth.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, but they still had to continue the ceremony, even if it meant giving up all the items they had obtained from the previous nine missions, because this was their only chance to return to their hometown.

……

As for the half-elf's soul, Xue Luding didn't do anything to it. Instead, he let her fall into a good sleep before slowly placing her in the "Holy Grail".

"Don't worry, I've brought you a new life. The power of immortality can't resurrect you; at most, it can only turn you into a lich-like undead," Xue Dinglu said. "But the Mimic King has a way to let you be reborn with your memories intact. This is my compensation to you."

This is Xue's plan. I'm truly sorry, although I've used them, I will try my best to compensate them by bringing them back to life.

Perhaps this is not the right thing to do, because it would destroy her original life and everything else. She would have to live in another world with a completely new identity, just like the protagonists who travel to another world, even though she would still have her memories.

Although Xue's Law has done this more than once, whether it was by accident, his own lack of ability, or other factors, it has caused too many people who should not have died.

But every time I do this, I feel my own arrogance, that sense of "I'm saving you, what's it to you?"

However, this sense of arrogance was quickly swallowed up by the vast emptiness within his body, and now even this little bit of guilt is gone.

All tragedies stem from the inadequacy of the individuals involved...

Xue Dinglu silently left, placing the soul awaiting rebirth into the Holy Grail. Back at the castle, the noble lady and the baron both looked at Xue Dinglu with expectant eyes.

However, after seeing only Xue Luding, who was soaking wet, and not any sign of the half-elf, their hearts finally settled down.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save her," came Xue Dinglu's voice.

Although this was contrary to the original plan, he was indeed a step too late and failed to save the half-elf; she was already dead when he reached out his hand.

The remaining plan was merely an idea that came to me through the activation of my extraordinary wisdom; it was simply a way to make use of waste.

The noble lady and the baron fell silent instantly. Clearly, they had also realized the problem. If that half-elf had died so mysteriously, and in accordance with the prophecy, then they were doomed to the same fate!

These people will all die tragically, just as predicted!
Upon hearing this, the Baron fell silent, sitting beside the Holy Light Orb without uttering a word, while the young lady from the noble academy immediately covered her face, as if tears were welling up.

The shadow of death seemed to follow them everywhere, like a giant hand gripping their necks, making it hard for them to breathe.

Even the baron, who seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life, remained silent, let alone this noble lady.

She could still force a smile, even though there were others protecting her, and Xue Luding, the spellcaster who could summon holy light, had promised to protect them.

But now, there's nothing left... They can't do anything...

"Why did this happen...why..." she said, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"There's no reason why. We were brought into this world as sacrifices. Someone offered us to an evil god, and we walked into the trap like fools." The baron said, his voice tinged with barely concealed anger.

"Who? Why are they doing this to us?"

“Those veterans, didn’t you notice? They came to the island with us, but we haven’t found any trace of them,” the Baron said.

"No, why don't we go out and find them, strike first... why..." She seemed to be having a mental breakdown, and was now hysterically rambling incoherently.

"Calm down. Your crying and screaming will only drain your strength and extinguish even the last vestige of hope for survival," Xue Dinglu said.

The noble lady stopped crying. Her tears smudged her light makeup, making her appear even more fragile. She wasn't a girl born in the 21st century on Earth, and couldn't utter such nonsensical words as "Why couldn't you protect us?"

She knew that at this moment, the only way to survive was to cling to the priest.

Because he was the strongest among his new recruits, and also a noble spellcaster.

A spellcaster... perhaps that wasn't so unattainable for her in the past, but now, she's nothing more than someone else's plaything...

The atmosphere became extremely quiet for a moment. Even though they knew their fate, they didn't know how to retaliate.

This feeling of having one's fate in someone else's hands, and being unable to control it, made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Father, may I come a little closer?” the noble lady asked.

“Okay,” Xue Dinglu said, adding a word of comfort, “Things haven’t gotten to the worst point yet. I swear in the name of God, you will live.”

For some reason, when Xue Luding said those words, this noble lady inexplicably believed them, as if a contract guaranteeing her life had been formed.

She had a feeling that, no matter what, the priest would guarantee her life.

"Thank you, Father," she said, moving even closer as if greedily seeking that sense of security.

They stopped approaching when they were only a foot apart, and maintained that distance from each other.

“Father, actually I didn’t tell you the whole story before. I was indeed a princess, but that was a long time ago. I was a princess of a small country that was destroyed by an empire…” she said, slowly recounting her background.

"Hmm..." Xue Dinglu simply listened quietly, occasionally responding to indicate that he was listening.

But is she really a princess?

The cursed blood was extracted from a sliver of her skin through a crack in the wall, and tests revealed that she was not a virgin.

However, Xue Dinglu patiently listened to the story of this woman who claimed to be a princess of a fallen kingdom.

“After my country was destroyed, I was captured by the duke who led the expedition, becoming his spoils of war, and also his…mistress…” she said, revealing her identity, the soft light emanating from the holy orb shimmering in her pupils.

It was early morning, yet Xue Dinglu sensed a feeling of relief emanating from her.

It also seems like the relaxation of revealing the deepest secret buried in one's heart to someone one has only known for a day.

She wanted to see Xue Dinglu's expression, to see what kind of expression he would give her—pity, disdain, or regret...

But when she looked up at Xue Dinglu, she found that the young priest had no expression at all, just as if he had only heard a simple question like "Have you eaten today?"

There was no pity, no contempt, no regret, only a calm response.

"Oh."

She smiled, perhaps the most genuine smile she had ever shown since the fall of her kingdom.

"Thank you for not looking at me strangely," she said, even keeping her distance from Xue Dinglu to avoid contaminating the kind priest with her own filth.

However, Xue Dinglu silently took out bread and water and said, "Eat something. It will be completely bright soon. Next, we need to explore this island together and unravel the secrets of the prophecy."

Xue made up a reason on the spot and handed her the freshly made bread and water.

At the same time, a portion was also given to the Baron.

"Hmm, freshly baked bread? Where did you get this?" Taking the bread, her eyes widened instantly at its softness, like down.

"Bread magic, the last divine spell I know, can turn trees into bread and water, just like they're fresh out of the oven," Xue Dinglu said, taking a bite of the Divine Tree bread.

"Let's replenish our energy. We should be safe for now, probably until tonight." (End of Chapter)