I, the Holy Maiden of Light, tear apart the Outer Gods.

"...You're awesome."

Despite being driven to the brink of madness by Ange, Gatanothoya chose to follow his heart: "I traveled to many places in search of a way to awaken my father."

During my journey through the dwarven Iron City, I heard about a woman who would spend her days blocking the front of the Blacksmith's Guild, staring at female dwarves as they passed by, and occasionally trying to strike up a conversation. But in the end, she always got beaten up and thrown out.

Ange quickly interrupted Gatanothoya, "Wait, what you're saying... what does this have to do with Kastal? Isn't Kastal a saint of the Church of Light? You're clearly describing her as a nymphomaniac!"

Gatanothoya glanced at Ange with a surprised look, "Don't tell me that when your power was sealed, a part of your memory was also sealed away."

Aside from those foolish mortals who might think Castor is a gentle and kind saint, everyone who knows her is a virgin.

She even nearly caused a war between humans and elves by harassing the Elf Queen.

Anjie: "..."

No... is this really my adoptive mother?

Why is it so different from what I imagined?

Where is the gentle, kind, great, and holy saint of light I imagined? How did she suddenly turn into a madwoman?!

Gatanothoya, naturally oblivious to Ange's inner turmoil, continued:

"When I heard that description, it felt somewhat familiar. After making some inquiries, I confirmed that the woman was indeed Castel. However, she had already disappeared before I arrived."

"...I see."

Anjie took a deep breath and then sighed helplessly.

I always feel mentally exhausted.

She looked up and saw that the sun had sunk below the horizon, the moon was slowly rising in the sky, and the brilliant starlight was cascading down on the earth like mercury.

Gatanothoya stood up. "It's almost time. In a few more minutes, the stars will be back in place. Then it will all be over."

"Hey, don't rush me. Chat with me a little longer."

"hehe."

"...Since you're ignoring me, I'm leaving."

Anjie wrinkled her nose, looking displeased.

I, the Holy Maiden of Light, disguised myself as another woman to play bondage with you, but you completely ignored me.

Gatanothoya, however, did not believe Ange's words at all.

From his perspective, although the girl in front of him had her power sealed, her strength and stamina were about the same as those of a normal human woman.

Let alone slip away right under my nose, she couldn't even break free of the ropes binding her.

So Gatanotoa simply assumed that the woman had gone mad after being exposed to the sun all day.

"If you can leave, then leave, heh." Gatanothoya looked at the girl coldly, with an expression of watching a good show.

"Really?" Ange blinked.

"of course."

"..."

Anjie paused for a moment.

Then, to Gatanottoa's bewildered gaze, he easily tore off the ropes binding him, and even slapped the stone pillar behind him, breaking it in half.

"Oh, sorry. I smashed your father's tombstone."

Gatanothoa: "..."

Ange blinked innocently.

Well-behaved, cute, and a little flirtatious, but won't give you grass.jpg

At this moment, Gatanothoa felt just like Ah Wei when he saw Brother Jie—shocked, bewildered, and distressed.

He never imagined that the girl who was helpless just a second ago would suddenly perform a feat of breaking a boulder with a single slap!

Gatanothoa's expression resembled a picture Ange had seen online in her past life—

The subway, the elderly, the mobile phone.

"I'm leaving now~ Bye-bye~ Thank you so much for chatting with me all day."

Ange bowed to Gatanotoya, then turned and ran away.

Show off and run away, it's so satisfying!

However, before Anjie could take two steps, a gust of wind came from behind her.

She instinctively dodged to the side, only to find that the spot where she had just been standing had become a pit.

Crimson tentacles pierced the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Who are you?!"

Gatanotoya’s angry voice came from behind.

Anjie turned to look at him.

But what came into view was a writhing red ball of flesh, with tentacles extending from it like the spines of a sea urchin. At the very center of the ball was a gaping maw from which piercing roars could be heard.

This is the true form of Gatanothor, the prototype of an Old One! Horrible, twisted, indescribable.

Upon seeing Gatanottoa's true form, a barrage of strange ramblings flooded his mind.

Fortunately, Ange promptly took out the Originium she had won in the lottery and put it in her mouth, which relieved the whispers that kept flooding her mind.

"Why is it that, even though they're both tentacles, this one is so ugly?"

[Nonsense, do you think everyone can change their appearance as freely as your Naya?]

"Well, it doesn't really belong to my family~"

For some reason, after Gatanothoa revealed his true form, the woman in front of him suddenly looked like she was in the throes of first love.

Could it be that she... likes my type?

hiss...

Section 96, Chapter 34: I don't usually lie.

Gatanotoya instinctively took two steps back.

But he soon realized that he was there to arrest someone!

With that in mind, Gatanothoya extended two more tentacles toward Ange, attempting to subdue her.

Ange nimbly jumped away, dodging the tentacle attack.

Then she grabbed one of the tentacles, let out a soft cry, and pulled hard.

An irresistible force surged from the tentacles, and before Gatanothoa could even react, his entire body was hurled towards Ange.

Ange grinned, met the charging Gatanothoya, bent down to gather her strength, and threw a powerful punch.

boom!

With a dull thud, Gatanothoa was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into a huge reef and shattering it.

He didn't realize what had happened until he sank into the sea like a rag doll, but the ensuing pains also robbed him of his ability to think.

"asshole!"

With a roar, Gatanothoia burst out of the sea.

The already bulky and enormous body swelled several times over.

At this moment, Ange seemed as insignificant as an ant in front of Gatanottoa.

The expansion of his body brought Gatanothoya also an expansion of his confidence.

He believed that he had underestimated his opponent when he was knocked away.

Now that I have unleashed all my power, subduing a tiny human being would be a piece of cake.

He felt he was very brave.

Until he saw the girl pull ten cannons out from under her skirt.

Gatanothoa: "...What is this?"

Anjie stood behind the cannon, her hands behind her back, her skirt fluttering, her smile as bright as a flower.

"Italian powerhouse!"

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

I got up, one shot and I was done for. What's there to say?

After a brutal bombing, Gatanothoya returned to human form, but now he lay on the beach covered in blood, his body riddled with wounds of all sizes, his blood-soaked clothes tattered and in a pitiful state.

Gatanothoa was depressed, staring blankly at the dark night sky.

Awakening the Father God should have been a joyful thing, and capturing Aldebaran should have been a joyful thing, but why did the combination of the two things bring such great sorrow?

"Oh, you're still alive?"

The girl's voice came from beside him.

Gatanothoya gritted his teeth and turned his gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

Having already tricked her into revealing the information, Anjie removed her disguise.

What appeared in Gatanothoa's sight was Ange's original appearance.

Upon seeing the girl's face clearly, Gatanothoya was first stunned, then, overcome with rage, spat out a mouthful of blood, "Saintess of Light!"

Anjie stood with her hands behind her back and nodded obediently, "What do you want?"

Gatanothoa: "..."

After waiting for a while without hearing a reply from Gatanottoa, Ange went over to take a look out of curiosity, only to be surprised to find that Gatanottoa was crying.

"Uh... well, you..."