Female Knight Simulator, I am full of righteousness!

What will happen to a person who is controlled by God?

Just think of the madness and indulgence of the followers of the Goddess Cult.

"How are we supposed to play like this?"

Loria's gaze quickly swept across her identity card, and she realized that she had no means of countermeasures.

Facing such a supermodel opponent, it wouldn't matter if she were only at grade B now, or even if her strength soared to grade A.

In fact, it wasn't just her; everyone around her also looked solemn.

However, those who dared to stay had already made some kind of preparation.

Either way, it's all the same – death.

Rather than staying at home and waiting for the alien energy to devour you, you might as well make one last push before you die.

Just as Loria was pondering a solution, only two voices remained in the ruins of the capital.

One is the prophet's triumphant laughter.

One type is people who suffer a mental breakdown under immense pressure, lying on the ground screaming madly.

They called out the names of their family members.

They called out their loved ones' names.

They called out the names of their comrades.

Some even pleaded with the goddess to descend in the most mournful voices.

"Goddess of Dawn, Wind and Sky, your followers and your people are being slaughtered by demons. We beg you to show your divine power and drive away the demons!"

Such calls have been heard one after another.

But no matter how much they shouted, the red island continued to sink, and the giant spider continued to slaughter life on the ground.

miracle?

There were no miracles.

If you can't rely on yourself, and you can't rely on God, then what can you rely on?

That's it.

It's all over.

The people who were begging for the goddess to descend started to give up on themselves.

They sat on the ground and began to hurl insults.

"What kind of bullshit goddess is she? She's just a despicable person who only knows how to take and never gives back!"

"All my efforts in attending church so devoutly every week, all my donation of half my fortune to the church, and this is what I get in return?"

Besides those who hurl insults, there were even more radical ones.

They got up from the ground, weapons in hand, staring intently at Loria and the others.

"Since the goddess doesn't take us seriously, let's just rebel against her!"

"The Weaver, who helps us break free from the control of the goddess, is the new god we should believe in!"

"Kill them!"

Oh no, this makes things even worse.

Loria's gaze fell on Sharon, who was standing not far away.

Sharon, a Golden Knight of the Church, was deeply shocked. Her face turned pale and she swayed precariously.

But her opponents won't give her time to adjust.

Under the frenzied attacks of the giant spider, the rebelling adventurers completely disregarded their own safety and only wanted to kill everyone who stood in their way of the Weaver's arrival.

The battle has begun again.

Loria didn't have time to think anymore; she quickly took Doris to meet up with the president and the others.

Fortunately, although the prophet seemed to have discovered something, he did not pursue her relentlessly and continued to float in the air, laughing to himself.

In this way, Loria only needs to help the guild leader and the others block the attacks of those rebelling adventurers.

She's quite good at this kind of thing.

Relying on Shadow and Moon Mask, she outmaneuvered her opponents, and most of the time she didn't even need to use her own body as a meat shield to create space for the president and the others to deal damage.

However, this time Loria did not taunt her opponent.

Although these people caused her a lot of trouble, she could still understand their choices.

If the god you've believed in your whole life is completely useless at a crucial moment and is even exposed to a huge "scandal," most people would break down, right?

For a fleeting moment, Loria also had the thought of defeating all the obstacles, welcoming the Weaver's arrival, and turning the world from illusion into reality.

But when she saw the president, Vita, and Doris, and thought of Miss Fat Sheep and the others, she gave up the idea.

She didn't want to gamble.

The investment and returns of this high-stakes gamble are completely disproportionate.

If you lose the gamble, you either perish or become a slave controlled by the weaver.

Even if you win the bet, all you'll get is a peaceful life with the president and the others.

If that's all she wanted, she could have simply gone down the path of killing the prophet and the giant spider.

In her view, the two paths were about the same difficulty, or even more difficult than the path of helping the prophet.

To let the Weaver in, the path to the Ruins must be completely opened, and once that path is opened, the evil gods she has provoked will certainly not let her go.

Compared to the evil god, the prophet and the giant spider are obviously easier to deal with.

Time passed slowly, and despite Loria's best efforts to draw the fire, the president and Vita still sustained obvious injuries.

Human strength has its limits, and they had to deal with the rebelling adventurers while dodging attacks from giant spiders.

Under intense mental stress, their physical strength also declined rapidly.

Once physical strength declines, a person's movements become uncontrollable and disordered.

In such intense combat, this would be almost fatal. It was only thanks to Loria that they were in front of them that they were able to be turned into mincemeat, just like the other adventurers.

But Loria felt she had reached her limit.

She still has the strength.

But Doris, whom she was carrying, was already acting very strangely. The glowing was secondary; she clearly noticed that Doris's body was beginning to dissolve.

What will Doris become if this continues?

"Retreat first."

The president grabbed Loria's shoulder.

"But……"

"This situation is beyond our control. Even if we want to find another way, we have to leave here first."

Loria and the president exchanged a glance for a second, and finally nodded helplessly.

There's a saying: "Use magic to defeat magic."

The only way she could think of to deal with the Weavers was to use the power of the Dark Moon Goddess.

But now that she's in such a chaotic place, she doesn't have time to summon the Dark Moon Goddess in the simulator.

"Let's go."

With the cat-like ability to travel, Loria felt she still had a chance to escape.

The prophet seemed to be bound by something, floating in the air without coming down; all she needed to do was avoid the giant spider's attacks.

After discussing their options, the three of them quickly ran back to the town they had come from.

Just when they thought they were about to escape, the giant spider suddenly stopped.

After standing still for a few seconds, the giant spider went berserk, flailing its appendages and crushing its way toward Loria's location.

"What's going on?!"

Loria's expression changed drastically.

She could only keep running forward.

Even with the cats darting around, the distance between her and the giant spider was getting closer and closer, and if this continued, they would all be wiped out.

At the critical moment, the president decisively unsealed the evil god's power within his body.

Her body simply couldn't withstand that force, but she had no time to care about that right now.

Either way, it's certain death.

By borrowing the power of the evil god, she could at least save Loria and the others before she died.

"Clang!"

A black longsword, seemingly ignited, was suddenly drawn from the void.

The giant spider raised its pincers and poked at the chairman.

The president, expressionless, brandished his black sword. The sword sliced ​​through the boiling air and rolled down, engulfing half the sky.

When the black flames finally dissipated, one of the giant spider's pincers was neatly severed and fell to the ground.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Just when everyone thought the spider was doomed, the president unexpectedly grabbed Loria and Vita and flew away into the distance.

Her speed was incredible; by the time the giant spider realized what was happening, she was already gone.

"President?"

Loria stared blankly at the guild master carrying the black sword.

Strength does not come from nothing; for every gain, there must be a loss.

Last time, the president only borrowed a little power and temporarily relinquished control of his legs. What about this time?