My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

Dorothy's scolding immediately brought Adriana's attention back to her.

All the things that had happened before flashed through my mind.

This made her feel ashamed.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"You are right, I am a sinner abandoned by God."

"Forgiveness from the gods is no longer possible."

"It was you who used your great power to dispel the resentment within my body."

"Only now that I am free, I can atone for my past sins while still bearing the burden of guilt."

Dorothy, in her mage form, looked at the serious-looking Banshee.

A wicked idea suddenly popped into my head.

She announced in a thick Henan accent:

"Oh my~, you want to atone for your sins? That sounds great~."

"From this day forward, your life is under the control of the Father God, and your body is under the control of this Queen!"

"From now on, do more work and less mourning."

"Maybe one day when I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you with a little snack as 'salvation,' Doro!"

"(⊙o⊙) Huh?" Adria froze on the spot.

I have so much to complain about, but I don't know how to express it.

The atonement and redemption I'm talking about aren't about eating some snacks.

Besides, I'm a soul, so even if I wanted to eat, I couldn't.

Isn't this just trying to get the ghost to sign a contract of servitude?

That's absolutely unreasonable.

The succubus, unwilling to submit, argued her case forcefully:

"Your Majesty, your path to salvation is different from mine."

"I want to walk the world and bring light to those who are lost and in distress."

"Let them feel the greatness of the gods."

Dorothy, who had been listening in one ear and out the other, switched back to her haughty queen form.

She glanced at the succubus with disdain.

He crossed his arms and gave a cold snort.

"Hmph, you talk too much nonsense."

"If I, the Queen, say you are my subordinate, then you are my subordinate."

"If you want the world to feel the greatness of God, then you should worship God the Father."

"Is there anything in this world greater than God the Father, Doro!"

Her question to the beastmen was met with a deafening reply.

"No, Father God, the biggest and most fashionable one! WAAAGH!!!"

The terrifying roar made the wailing banshee tremble.

This made her uneasy.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked:

"Your Majesty, may I ask which deity your father is?"

"What powers does he hold?"

Dorothy paused abruptly when asked the question.

A cute, goofy look appeared on the cartoon face:

"The Father God is the Father God, he is a great demon god."

"As for authority, what is that?"

When Adriana heard Dorothy speak of the gods who were actually demons,

Suddenly, I felt a sense of unease.

Can those who believe in demons and gods bring about positive salvation?

It could be another evil organization.

However, since I was rescued, out of politeness,

She still explained to Dorothy what power was.

"Your Majesty, power is the law that can be governed by the gods."

"For example, the god of death is in charge of where souls go, while the god of light is in charge of purification and redemption."

"And the Father God you worship should also possess some kind of law."

After the succubus's explanation, the somewhat naive Dorothy tilted her head.

"Laws? I don't know~"

"All I know is that the Father God said that robbery must be carried out in a sustainable and sustainable manner."

"That way you can get more snacks."

"So we came out here to rob someone."

"Robbery?" The Screaming Banshee, who had regained her saintly identity, was struck dumb.

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

My mind felt dizzy and disoriented.

She had mistaken it for a demon god.

I never expected it to be a mixed-hair god?

What reputable god would allow its followers to rob snacks?

We will continue to pursue a sustainable and developmental path.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Joining such an organization is out of the question.

Wandering the world is clearly more suitable for me.

Having made her decision, the succubus bowed solemnly.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"My heart has pledged itself to the light, and I can no longer stray down the path of plunder."

"By Your mercy, I have been stripped of my sins, and this body shall repay the world with redemption."

"Please allow me to follow this sacred path..."

Adria hadn't finished speaking.

Dorothy approached him, hands on her hips and tiptoeing:

"Hmph! Your holy path is simply to follow the Father God and then become this Queen's 'snack robber'!"

"If you keep rambling on about redemption..."

She waved the buzzer in her hand, and her cartoon face was gradually enveloped in shadow:

"This queen guarantees you'll experience the magic of 'Exhilaration' 100 times, until it's so powerful you'll obey."

Looking at Dorothy's kind smile, Adriana felt a headache coming on.

She really didn't want to join this inexplicable organization.

But that so-called powerful magic also instilled a deep sense of fear in people.

She was originally a wailing banshee, a embodiment of countless resentments.

They have now been purified into merciful female demons.

If you take another 100 shots, who knows what you'll end up as?

This unknown uncertainty,

This is the future that Adria fears most.

She has not yet recovered all the fragments of her soul, nor has she figured out the truth behind the destruction of her country.

We cannot continue to sink into the abyss of chaos.

Just as the succubus hesitated, one figure after another emerged from the bungalow.

People looked around in horror and discovered that the eerie skeletons had all disappeared.

Currently, only orcs are swaggering around in the entire village.

And the confrontation between Dorothy and the Green Ghost.

At this moment, a farmer couldn't help but exclaim:

"Wow, that's incredible! Gnawing on bones is like chewing candy, not even a crumb is left."

"Yes, yes," a villager nearby chimed in.

"I just peeked through the crack in the window, and those green-skinned old men were incredibly fierce."

"The roar alone was enough to break the green ghost's defenses."

"Absolutely incredible."

They got more and more excited as they talked, which made the simple-minded greens a little embarrassed.

These violent freaks who only know how to fight are being praised by humans for the first time.

They couldn't help but chuckle.

I felt incredibly happy.

Suddenly, some snotty-nosed kids took the opportunity to touch the orc's thigh.

With eyes sparkling, she asked:

"Uncle Green! Can you teach me how to gnaw on bones? I want to grow as tall as you."

Looking at the expectant human cubs,

Surprisingly, the green-skinned man calmed down and reached out his rough hand to pat the other man's head.

"Eat more meat and gnaw on more bones, and you'll grow bigger and stronger, little brat."

His words of encouragement were deeply imprinted in the children's minds.

Each of them secretly vowed to become as strong as the orcs.

The succubus, who witnessed this harmonious scene from afar, felt her worldview being reshaped once again.

She had previously thought that these orcs had occupied this place and enslaved the humans.

After all, the little bean sprout herself said that they came to rob them.

But what the hell is going on now?

Orcs and humans live in peace, even praising and encouraging each other?

This seems to completely contradict common sense on the mainland.

Could it be that the world order has changed dramatically during the time I've been dead?