My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 439 They all failed
After hearing Roland's explanation, Suren was stunned.

"Roland, is this method reliable?"

"Well... my current situation is a bit special, but it's not something I can use all the time."

"Especially in the current Papal City... Is it really okay for me to rely on my intuition to lead the way?"

Roland shrugged, then laughed: "Don't forget, you just wandered around and found me."

"Since that's the case, there's no harm in trying again. At worst, we can just repeat the process we just went through. Destroying a small dimension like this isn't difficult."

"There's no need to use the Boundary-Breaking Spear. This dimension is artificially created, a small dimension resembling a dream space that materializes the past landscape of this land."

"We can disrupt the stability of space simply by using the same technique as before."

Suren sighed, "Alright, since you've put it that way... I'll do as you say. Stick close to me."

“No,” Little Grey suddenly spoke up: “The changes in this space are very frequent; even if you enter one after the other, you may get separated.”

"You two don't seem to care, but someone like me, who can't even kill a chicken, would be doomed if we got separated?"

Out of concern for his own life, Xiao Hui offered crucial advice.

Roland nodded in agreement; this was a phenomenon the three of them had noticed as soon as they entered the Papal City.

Otherwise, Roland wouldn't have let Kalia lead them into the Papal City through the shadows in the first place.

From today's perspective, the Papal City they initially entered was perhaps the closest to the real world and the largest dimensional space.

It was only because he impulsively poked the evil god mural with the holy sword that he caused some similar "rejection reactions," which teleported them to different locations.

I should have known better than to do that.

Roland muttered to himself silently, but didn't say it aloud.

However, Xiao Hui's concerns were not without merit.

Although Roland had great doubts about her claim that she was powerless, he could tell that she did not want to leave the group.

Just as she said, as an individual named Xiao Hui, she wanted to survive.

The risk of being alone in this place is still too high.

Suren thought for a moment: "Then what should we do?"

"Hmm... at least make sure that the three of us can enter another dimension in no more than one second... that's the safest way."

Little Grey muttered to itself, then its eyes lit up, and it grabbed Suren's left hand: "Just hold your hand like this and we'll go in!"

Suren: "...I don't have any objections. But is this really useful? If the problem really lies in the frequent changes in the spatial structure, then measures of this magnitude are completely useless, aren't they?"

Roland nodded in agreement: "Yes, logically speaking, measures of this magnitude are indeed ineffective..."

"But whether it's the three of us or the environment we're in now, does so-called common sense still apply?"

"However, just to be on the safe side... Little Gray's suggestion is fine, but I'll use Flash to take you in."

Then, Roland put his hands on Suren and Little Gray's shoulders, and then used Flash to enter the chaotic space in front of him.

But what happened next caught him off guard.

He returned to the dilapidated temple, or more precisely, to the temple before it fell into ruin.

This time, however, there are nine statues of gods in different forms here.

Based on the features of these towering, hundred-meter-high statues, Roland quickly identified the identities of several of them.

Goddess of Earth and Fertility, God of Sun and Justice, God of Truth and Magic, Lord of Storms and Tides, God of War and Courage, and God of Death and End.

Five of them are righteous gods worshipped by the Holy See, plus the Grim Reaper, whom I have already seen face to face. Clearly, the statues placed here should all represent a righteous god.

But strangely, the order of these six deities' statues is something worth discussing in this temple.

Deeper within these six statues that Roland recognized, there were three more statues of varying shapes and sizes.

But these three statues stand in the deepest part of the temple.

Moreover, Roland quickly identified one of the strange statues—a crowned figure holding a gun, a sword at his waist, and dressed in a white hooded robe resembling that of a hermit—as the one depicted.

The King of Men.

Clearly, this human king's identity is far more than just that of a simple human king.

Judging solely from his rank, his status should be no different from that of the gods, or the three wise kings of the elves.

But if this deity is the king of men, then what about the other two?

Roland didn't continue thinking, but instead looked at the two people beside him.

Both Xiao Hui and Su Lun were in very strange condition at the moment.

Little Grey kept its eyes closed, its brows furrowed, looking extremely nervous but not wanting anyone to notice.

Suren remained calm, her eyes open and gazing into the distance, though she seemed somewhat distracted, as if deep in thought.

But their movements and expressions were frozen in time.

Time continues to flow, and space remains perfectly stable.

There was nothing unusual; even their vital signs and the flow of magic were functioning normally.

But they remained frozen in place. Then, a calm and gentle voice echoed in the empty temple.

Welcome back.

Ah... I almost forgot... It's a pleasure to meet you, traveler from beyond the heavens.

Please don't panic, your friends are all safe.

We would not have contacted you at this time unless time was of the essence.

As soon as he finished speaking, several images appeared before Roland.

Kalia was lying on the back of a shadow beast, reading a storybook, while countless shadow legions were clearing out any ashes that tried to approach her.

I don't know if she was lucky or not.

Unlike Roland, she wasn't taken to other dimensions, but was instead teleported to another corner of the monastery dimension where she had originally been.

The city was very dangerous, but it obviously posed no threat to her.

Meanwhile, Father Galileo, whom Roland was most worried about, was also surrounded by a strong and well-equipped force.

The undead soldiers who had accompanied him went with him to a certain place.

At this moment, protected by more than a hundred strong men in golden armor, Galileo was not only in no danger, but was even able to actively search for clues and information in his dimension.

He even saw a huge space with twenty-four people inside, who seemed to be trapped somewhere.

These are clearly the missing high-ranking members of the Vatican.

At least in terms of numbers, these twenty-four people are quite energetic.

"Where is this place? Which of the gods are you?"

Should we get straight to the point?

I thought you would first ask about the origins of those two statues.

After all, as time has passed... almost no one in the world remembers them anymore.

Even the most ancient dragons have long lost records of this part of their history.

As you can see, this is what mortals call the Temple of the Gods.

Although we rarely come here, this place... is a gathering place for faith.

As for me, I am neither any of the gods nor any of them.

Just think of me as the echoing puppet here.

After listening, Roland continued, "So, what do you want with me?"

"Tell me the King of Men's plan, and he wants me to carry it out?"

"If that's the case, then let's stop with the riddles and just explain things clearly. It will make things easier and more efficient for both of us."

Sorry. The King of Men's plan has come to an end.

His plan ended when you truly came to regard this world as your home, a world you couldn't abandon.

A calm and gentle voice slowly rose, recounting the rescue efforts.

"Is it over?" Roland frowned. "But the matter and trouble show no signs of ending."

The voice did not continue to answer the question, but instead began to explain another issue.

The extraterrestrial enemies now peering into this world are merely a wisp of their gaze, a projection, from their true forms.

The gods have many ways to solve the world's problems. Even before the gods were born, the ancient dragon empire and the first demon king of the demon race attempted to solve this problem forever.

However... in countless past attempts to solve the problem, the methods employed have all led to even more serious consequences.

The dragons' attempt failed. The evil god intensified its attack, and the ancient and powerful empire collapsed. The world's borders began to weaken, becoming riddled with holes.

The first demon king, who together with the elves overthrew the corrupt dragon empire, also failed, and from then on, the power of the evil gods began to permeate everything.

Their corruption permeates everything, from words to thoughts.

The three wise kings of the elves also failed, and the sanctuary they had created became a new source of calamity. Thus, two of the three were forced to remain on a battlefield outside of time.

Even the gods failed.

Each counterattack only intensified the erosion, until eventually, the gods were forced to leave the mortal realm, using all their power to delay the approaching enemy.

Even the king of men failed.

His empire collapsed and shattered just like the dragon empire, perhaps even less quickly. From then on, the creatures of the continent could directly hear the ravings of the evil god.

The demon king you knew also failed.

She repelled the invading projection of the evil god, completely unaware that she too had succumbed to corruption.

That hero, too, failed.

[She could have become a second human, surpassing the lifespan of a human like the King of Men, but she chose to use her godlike power and extraordinary lifespan to help her former enemy, simply to prevent calamity from ever spreading to the human world.]

(End of this chapter)