The victory of a religion in another world is so easy?

To Canwell's incredulous gaze, the messenger of the gods seemed to have sacrificed himself.

What on earth is going on? Is this messenger a fanatical follower of the god of war? How could he be so insane as to sacrifice himself?

After the enemy forces achieved victory, their leader died for such a ridiculous reason.

Bound, Canwell twisted his body, trying to escape. If the messenger's subordinates discovered that their messenger was dead, he would certainly be in big trouble.

Torture and interrogation are almost certainly involved.

Unfortunately, the rope was tied very tightly, and there was no chance of escape.

Just as Canwell was in despair, he saw the divine messenger who had been swallowed by the void reappear on the altar.

What exactly happened? The insatiable god of war actually spared the sacrifice?

Rand

Sex: Male

Ability: Sacrifice immunity

Blessing 1: The Black Goat Mother's thirst (has reached its limit)

Blessing 2: Desire to Share (Single)

Blessing 3: The Greed of the God of Struggle

Willpower: N (Expandable)

Rand then noticed that Canwell had been watching, so he called someone from outside to take the shocked and bewildered Canwell away and continue his self-sacrifice.

After countless attempts, Rand finally stopped sacrificing himself.

Blessing 3: The Greed of the God of Struggle (Reached its Limit)

The blessing seems to have a decent effect: it allows one to seize a piece of flesh upon physical contact. Currently, Rand cannot control which part of the flesh is seized, but it appears that this blessing can be gradually mastered through training.

It seems incredibly impressive, but it's actually completely useless.

Because it is not completely useless to living beings, but rather that it cannot be taken away if the living being does not agree.

He is called the god of war, and he is indeed greedy, but he can't even get what he wants if others don't give it to him!

I feel like I'm being targeted by this god of struggle; I didn't get any benefits at all.

That wretched god of war! The goddess of abundance is definitely better to my divine messenger, Rand.

Feeling extremely unlucky, Rand led his team back to their hideout after cleaning up the battlefield and tossed a few of the Crimson Orbs to Ellie.

"Is this it?" Rand asked, his face somewhat sour, to confirm.

Ellie nodded, though she didn't understand why Rand had such a sour face, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Now that the Crimson Orb is in place, the end of the Iron Golem is fast approaching.

While waiting for the Crimson Orb, Ellie prepared the alchemy workbench and all the other materials.

Now we just need to wait for the dissolving agent to be made.

Just as Rand was about to take some crimson orbs to meet the Mother Goddess, Olena stopped him: "There's something else."

Rand stopped and looked at Olena. If she wasn't holding a sword, she would look like a gentle woman, and when she was dealing with documents, she would be a serene beauty.

To be precise, Rand had never directly witnessed her in action, so he had no idea of ​​her strength. But according to Tanl, a top-tier professional was equivalent to the fighting power of about twelve adult minotaurs.

Clearly, this beauty possesses formidable fighting prowess that belies her appearance.

Olena, unaware of what Rand was thinking as he stared at her, took out an envelope and said, "The lord of Lakesource Territory, which borders our Crescent Territory, Baron Lakesource, wishes to negotiate with you."

Rand nodded, indicating that Olena could open the envelope directly.

After taking the letter inside and scanning it up and down, Rand knew what it contained.

An extortion letter.

He handed the letter to Olena, gesturing for her to read it as well. After Olena finished reading, Rand said, "Let's stall for time. Once the third-generation soldiers are trained, we won't be afraid at all."

Actually, if the most important thing right now wasn't providing Tanl with reinforcements and starting construction on the Adventurers' Resort, Rand could have easily given this Baron of Lake Source a "read but not replied" message.

There's absolutely no need to pay attention to it.

Rand looked at Olena, who was somewhat angry, and continued, "Don't be angry, Olena. Just ignore these disgusting words. Just write a standard diplomatic reply, saying that the goods can be given, but it will take some time."

“It probably won’t last long,” Olena said angrily. This Baron of Lake Source was behaving exactly like the Baron of Crescent Moon Territory who died at the hands of Rand. Knowing that the current ruler of Crescent Moon Territory was not a legitimate noble, he wanted to greedily extend his claws.

Because Olena had been working at the hideout for a long time, she had become quite familiar with the local girls and boys. Therefore, when facing Baron Lakesource, she was completely aligned with the hideout's side.

She would take stock of the resources at her hideout every now and then, and she had absolutely no intention of giving any of them to anyone else.

Even now, with their strength depleted, the local forces are still not particularly afraid of Baron Lake Source.

Although the soldiers who had been given full-time jobs were sent to Tanl, the villagers of Crescent Moon Territory were not entirely without fighting power.

If there is a real attack, they can be temporarily conscripted, but the real problem is that this Baron of Lake Source is a legitimate nobleman of the Frostmoon Kingdom.

If Rand were to fight him, it would be much more difficult for him to gain recognition from the other nobles of the Frostmoon Kingdom for his rule in Crescent Moon Territory.

Unless... this Baron of Lake Source has also taken sides in this struggle for the throne.

……

After the White King finished processing the last document, she was the supreme queen in the White Kingdom, and everyone revered and relied on her.

Therefore, even though she possessed breathtaking beauty, no one dared to openly question her gender, although she knew that her subordinates must have some secret suspicions.

The White King, Calant, is currently facing a troublesome situation. His younger sister has run away from home and is hanging out with a bandit named Rand, and surprisingly, Olenna is also supporting her.

Although she had also read the "Relics Development Proposal" that Ellie sent during their correspondence, and was quite impressed by it.

But her only blood relative was always away, and there was a high possibility that he might be kidnapped by some random wild boy, which made her very worried.

However, since Ellie was doing something important, after careful consideration, she agreed to let this man named Rand use her name to promote the ruins.

But we need to find an opportunity to actually investigate.

Chapter 45 The Powerful Olena and the Iron Golem's Impending Doom

Baron Lakesource's extortion was the kind that no normal person would agree to. He simply wanted food, enough to feed 1000 people for six months. If we calculate based on each person eating bread worth eight copper coins a day, that would be 144 gold coins.

A qualified warhorse only costs three gold coins.

That's almost enough to buy fifty horses.

However, at Rand's request, Olenna wrote a delayed reply instead of a firm refusal.

Rand walked into the annex office of the sacrificial chamber and said, "We can prepare to depart."

Seeing Olena's still somewhat worried expression, Rand said nonchalantly, "I know exactly what kind of person she is thinking. She just thinks she can take advantage of someone who is easy to bully. The probability of her actually attacking is very low, so there's no need to worry."

Olena nodded, secured the Swift Sword that was lying to her side to her waist, and then put on her shoulder armor.

Rand looked at Olena's shoulder armor and asked, "So, all you're protected by is this shoulder armor?"

Olena smiled, her beautiful blue eyes narrowing into slits before widening again, and said, "It seems Lord Rand is quite skeptical of my abilities?"

That's true. From the very beginning, Rand never had a direct sense of Olena's strength. Although he always knew she was a top-tier, in Rand's eyes, Olena was nothing more than a docile sheep.

“Since Lord Rand is still worried, how about we have a match? Ellie is still preparing, so there’s still time.” Olena was the first to walk out of the office.

Rand followed Olena to an open space, chasing away some curious cultists. Rand didn't want others to see him in such a pathetic state after his defeat.

Olena didn't raise her sword; instead, she grabbed a tree branch and pointed it at Rand. Then, suddenly remembering something, she said sternly, "You're not allowed to use that freakish ability of yours!"

Rand nodded, realizing that it would be pointless to use the information during the competition.

He also wanted to directly experience the level of this body, which had been enhanced by the Black Goat Mother's desire.

After carefully searching around, Rand found a relatively straight branch.

"let's start."

Olena moved with light steps, appearing in front of Rand like a phantom. Rand's mind reacted in time, and his body did as well. Without hesitation, he lowered his wrist and swung the branch.

Halfway through the swing, I felt something pressing down on my wrist. Looking down, I saw it was indeed Olena's branch.

Retracting the branch, Olena commented approvingly, "Good reaction, but unfortunately the technique needs improvement."

After several more exchanges, Rand was completely suppressed no matter what, and each time Olena's branch only lightly pressed on his wrist, clearly she still had plenty of strength left.

"Should we try an attack?" Olena saw Ellie walking over, covering her mouth and giggling as she looked at them. She smiled helplessly and adjusted her gaze, looking directly into Rand's dark eyes.

So, in your eyes just now, I only wanted to defend and not attack!

Seeing Olena put down the branch she was holding and adjust the position of her shoulder armor, Rand launched a sneak attack without hesitation.

And sure enough, the shot missed.

Frustrated, he launched a series of attacks, but either he missed or only managed to hit the shoulder armor on her left shoulder. In any case, it was as if there was an invisible void between them, and Rand could not hit any other part of Olena's body.

Just when Ellie was getting bored watching the play, Rand finally placed the branch on Olenna's snow-white neck.

But he couldn't be happy at all, because it was obvious that Olena had given in to him this time.

Olena clapped her hands: "Now, is Lord Rand willing to believe in my strength?"

Rand nodded sadly, and from then on, this hideout had one more sad person.

Olena

Gender: Female

Ability: Blade Runner (Expandable)

"Let's have lunch first, Ellie must be hungry too." Olena smiled and pointed to Ellie, who had been watching the play but now looked drowsy.

Lunch was again bread with an unpalatable alcoholic taste and a fairly refreshing soup.

This further solidified Rand's determination to reform the diet.

……

Led by Lysa once again, they arrived at the ruins. The road leading to the ruins was half completed; if it weren't for the fear of disturbing the Iron Golem, the road would have been finished long ago.

But now the second half of the journey still involves traversing through the mountains and fields, leaving us covered in mosquitoes and leaves.

Facing the steel golem once again, I was still awestruck. Its body was two stories tall, and its magical steel skin was virtually flawless, with almost its entire body capable of being used as a weapon.