What should I do if the hero is resurrected in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia?

Chapter 190 Rebirth and Dao Splitting: A Rare Strategy
The Lord God spoke to you, saying: "Son of man, love your neighbor as you love yourself, be bound together by friendship, and bear with one another. Then your hearts will be united, and your minds will not be contrary."

Friendship.

That is, loving-kindness.

That is, benevolence.

That is, love for others.

Oh, those who suffer!

I will listen to your prayers, collect your wishes, and convey your thoughts.

I will fulfill the Lord God’s commandment to love your neighbor as yourself, and with selfless love, I will pray to the Lord God for your well-being, salvation, and suffering.

I am…

"You fiend! How dare you insult my beloved horse and spear here! Alas! Lu Ce, my beloved horse, do you truly not recognize your master?!"

Father Edda Fonso cried out urgently, his face contorted in a grimace.

If Mirad hadn't summoned the rock armor that protected him, which somewhat hindered his movement, he would likely have rushed forward, attempting to mount the "Luce" he spoke of, in order to awaken the mind of the horse constructed from the remains of a holy icon.

"It's Adafonte and Luce... You didn't happen to pierce the eyes of three Cyclopes with your spear, did you?"

Hiolitta peeked out from behind Mirad, her crimson eyes gleaming beneath her hood. She eyed the middle-aged man's thin, hunched figure with suspicion. "Or perhaps... you also happen to have experienced the miracle of rebirth, leaving behind different legends across the continent at the same time?"

"...Saint Edmondo Deux?"

Ryan caught the giant axe that flew back, raised his arm, twisted his waist and hips, and threw it again at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to see, towards the pure white horse whose back and chest had been pierced by spears!

The boneless, fleshless steed reared up and neighed, raising its upper body high, with only its hind legs on the ground. The spear tip piercing its chest and back was directly opposite the giant axe that was circling and flying towards it!
The horse's hooves sank several inches into the altar ground, and the axe blade clashed with the spear tip, resulting in a fierce and evenly matched battle!
"Like the Rescadeye you mentioned, Mirad, a resurrected dead?"

Mirad said nothing, but drew his holy sword, its blade shimmering with dazzling light.

He looked at Luo Gen, who nodded knowingly. The dozens of mechanical arms contained in the backpack on his back were fully extended... Only after using spatial expansion magic to extend the backpack could it fully accommodate the mechanical arms that were tens of meters long!
At this moment, these mechanical arms, as thick as wrists, bloomed like sea lilies behind Luo Ran, crowded together, their roots resembling tangled snakes... That's a containment method only an extreme pragmatist would use, completely disregarding aesthetics!

"Stranger's Splinter Arm Mode!"

Taking advantage of the few seconds of space created by Ryan's flying axe, Luo Gen's meticulously crafted mechanical arm also revealed its full form, with spiral-patterned demonic silver thorns protruding from the wrist.

At this moment, these dozens of arms, which could drain magic simply by brushing against human skin, did not choose to attack immediately. Instead, they approached the 352 unconscious believers inside the chapel with orderly and efficient movements, without interfering with each other...

The extremely threatening arm was aimed at the stone horse, while the soft palm lifted up the bodies of the limp believers!
Hyolitta squinted and muttered, "One robotic arm carrying five or six... it feels no different than carrying grapes..."

"Well then, I'll take my leave first. You keep fighting, buddy, I'm taking these guys and making my way out!"

Following Mirad's less-than-perfect Cretean salute, pure magic surged from the soles of Loran's long boots covering her legs, propelling her body backward.

Almost instantly, the believers, protected by the mechanical arm, followed her through the heavy wooden door, leaving only Mirad and a few others in the chapel that was originally full of people.

"Senior, do you still have the strength to fight?"

The radiance of the holy sword in Mirad's hand had been fully accumulated. He turned his head to look at the saint beside him, who should have died of old age more than a thousand years ago.

Saint Edmond de la Fence…a saint renowned for the miracle of his resurrection.

That is, miracles that occur at the same time in multiple different locations.

In today's world, with the rapid development of magic, there are many ways to achieve such miraculous effects, such as clone potions or spatial teleportation magic... Just like Mirad's renowned resurrection, it was only considered a "miracle" in the context of that time.

But... this probably doesn't mean the other party is weak.

"...Haha, not now."

Ada Fons chuckled dryly, “My strength has been stripped away. Even my spear and my beloved horse, as you can see, have been turned into ungrateful scoundrels… If you had seen Rescadeer, you should have sent him to his death.”

Milad nodded slightly.

“Good! Good! Good! The dignity of a warrior must not be dishonored... With you, a man blessed by God, as his witness, he will surely depart in peace.”

"The matters concerning us are controlled by that evil spirit and cannot be spoken of... You are so intelligent, you should be able to understand some of them."

The white stone horse, known as Luce, let out a long neigh, and its spear spun and twisted with unstoppable force! The giant axe, which had been holding on, was also knocked away by the sudden increase in force, spinning back into Ryan's hand.
"Is your power contained within this sacred statue before you?"

"You must not say it, you must not say it."

Ada Fons grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "But I can introduce you young men to my spear and my beloved horse! This Luce is the embodiment of the impurities in my heart, while the spear is a divinely bestowed artifact... If one's will is firm, nothing can stop him, and no one can hinder him!"

"I don't want to go hungry... I want to have a full meal."

So, I will give them food.

The child's weeping, the sacred decree.

A completely opposite tone flowed from the broken faces on the horse's face, and the spearhead formed by the clasped hands burst out with pure white light. The next second, that light engulfed the chapel in front of the horse!

This attack destroyed half of the chapel.

The scorching afternoon sun streamed into the room. Mirad, with Ada Fonso, narrowly escaped the sudden attack. He looked around and saw that Hiolitta, who had been hiding behind him, had been forced to separate from him. Ryan was also unharmed.

Mirad narrowed his eyes. "...Is this considered unwavering resolve?" "Of course, of course...Even if the path He took was contrary to His own, even if His methods were despicable to us, even if I denounced Him as evil and filthy...but, undeniably, His resolve was as firm as a rock, and that was the foundation of His existence!"

Ada Fonso's grin twitched slightly. "I had thought this would be a glorious battle filled with honor, which is why I willingly joined His ranks..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ada Fonso's thin body, dressed in patched robes, flickered slightly, and his originally solid body became somewhat illusory.

"Oh, I mustn't say, I mustn't say..."

"I want to be rich...I also want to live in a big house and sleep in a big bed!"

Therefore, I will provide them with housing.

The white light struck again.

This time, the radiance condensed into a pure white spear identical to the original spear, splitting into three beams. Like weary birds longing to return home, the spearheads were aimed directly at Mirad, Siolitta, and Ryan, thrusting straight at them!

With her slender hand, she deflected the spear of light, swallowing the crimson battle intent head-on. The holy sword, shining with even more brilliant light, then unleashed a sword beam that engulfed the white light.

"You... were supposed to reside in the heavens, but for some reason followed Him to the mortal realm. Only then did you realize that things weren't as you had imagined?"

As Mirad spoke, he tentatively swung his sword at the horse... and sure enough, it was pierced by the spear protruding from its chest.

The original hero, Rescue, must have had his mind erased because of his rebellion, leaving only the memory of his muscles to control him in battle.

However, this reborn saint, Saint Edmond, had his powers completely stripped away. Ironically, the stripped-away power became independent and autonomous, possessing absolute control…

"...That steed and spear could move independently because of the miracle of your double body?"

"You must not say it, you must not say it."

Ada Fonso smiled. "I've traveled to countless countries in my myriad forms, and all the sights I've seen flood my mind, which often leads to carelessness..."

Milarepa nodded. There were indeed accounts of Saint Idafun as being eccentric and acting erratically.

...For example, someone might be holding a spear and shouting that there are giants, only to find that there are windmills in front of them.

Idafuns couldn't articulate the specifics, but he could use this subtle way to remind himself. So, that steed and the spear… in a sense, were indeed an alter ego of Saint Idafuns. In other words…

That clone, possessing all of Saint Eddafuns's heroic power, was under the control of that unnamed, special being, just like the original hero, Rescatier.

"What they see is also reflected in your eyes at this moment?"

"...Exactly."

"I want to be wiser so that I won't be cheated out of money, nor be framed by those filthy gambling schemes, and I won't end up homeless, sharing a room with these lowly commoners!"

Therefore, I will give them wisdom.

"...fallacies and heresies."

Ada Fonso closed her eyes and sighed heavily. "I'm too lazy to argue with that evil spirit... I never even heard of Him back in the Heavenly Realm..."

The already illusory figure flickered again, and Aida Fangsi's lips twitched, so she had no choice but to shut up.

"Watch out! Lord Mirad!"

Hiolitta frowned slightly. She lifted the overly long hem of her nun's gown, walked around the broken tiles and bricks on the ground, and tried to get to his side.

"Milad!"

Ryan roared, and crimson battle intent extended from his hands, almost reaching the steed in an instant.

……

The horse stopped, and the faces piled up on its long, horse-like face all opened their mouths at the same time.

Thousands of prayers are recited at this moment.

"Lying is so scary... Why did those guards lie to me and bring me here? There's no mother here... There's no father here either... Why are there adults who lie like this?"

Therefore, I will give them honesty.

"Please, please don't hit me... don't kick me... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... sir, I really have nothing to do with monsters, please believe me, I beg you not to fire me, I will work harder... I have children at home..."

Therefore, I will trust them.

"Lana, I love you! Even if I fall into the abyss, you will still bloom at the ball, and I will say words of love that are more passionate and sincere than this. So please close your eyes and turn away. I don't want to see the tear stains on your eyes again!"

Therefore, I will give them love.

There should be no conflict or estrangement between people. Why can't we understand each other? Why can't we listen to each other's hearts?

—I will offer them love and understanding.

I am... the angel of friendship.

"What if we are of one mind and one heart?"

"Purification of sins".

(End of this chapter)