Starting with the defeated female knight

"Although my sister is physically strong and has a keen sense of various situations and dangers thanks to her bloodline, she is just like me, very... vulnerable in some ways."

The tentacle was taken aback, and after realizing what was happening, its eyes gradually turned strange.

Wait, you mean...?

"Yes, just as you think."

"Her body is just as sensitive as mine."

Edith spoke softly.

After pausing, she seemed to remember something, and with a blush, she added, her legs rubbing together slightly.

"Moreover, as sisters, our most vulnerable parts... should be the same."

"You...should know very well, right?"

She blinked and gently stroked her tentacle.

"Furthermore, due to the heightened sensitivity afforded by her bloodline, my sister's body might..."

The warm breath gently caressed my touch, and even the words seemed to carry a slightly sweet taste.

"Even more sensitive than mine."

Volume 1: Chapter 34: You're even more awesome than the Demon Ninja

Is your family's bloodline called Taimanin?

[Oh wait, you can't even inherit the sensitivity to demon ninjas. You guys are even more powerful than demon ninjas.]

After hearing Edith's words, Green couldn't help but complain.

But in reality, only the Stuart sisters in the entire Stuart family have this constitution.

Moreover, Edith's existence was a 'similar' deliberately created by the Stuart family in their desire to replicate Elise's existence.

Judging from the results, although this similar product did possess the keen physique that could enhance bloodline power, it did not inherit the power of the bloodline.

As a result, it became a failure.

Moreover, although it sounds like Edith is selling out her sister, that's actually the case.

but......

"If possible, please treat her with some gentleness, at least... spare her life."

"Although I don't like her either, my sister... at least counts as a 'true aristocrat'."

"If all nobles were like my sister, perhaps I wouldn't hate them so much."

Edie had no doubt that if one day her sister really did make a move against Green, and Green showed no mercy in return...

Therefore, her sister's remaining life can basically be counted down in seconds.

To others, Green might just be a powerful but troublesome ancient god, because he is rooted underground and therefore difficult to deal with.

However, if the scope is limited to the surface, although those tentacles are not bad, even Cecilia in her normal state could be easily wiped out if she went all out.

But this only applies to other people.

As someone who actually entered that cave and witnessed that magnificent yet terrifying 'flesh cavity' world.

Edith knew that compared to what was hidden underground, the tentacles that Green extended on the surface were nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.

The mountains were writhing, terror was spreading, and it continued downwards, burying itself deep beyond sight.

That is a living mountain.

Even the earth beneath the mountains was breathing quietly.

He simply didn't want to move.

So, it wasn't just for Green, but even more so for Elise; Edith laid bare all their weaknesses.

At least this way, even if a conflict occurs, Green can use relatively mild methods to quickly take down her sister.

Green knew what she was worried about, so he gently poked her face with his tentacles and rubbed it slightly.

Okay, okay, I know what you're worried about, don't worry.

Even if she lays a hand on me, at least for your sake, I will treat her as gently as possible.

With Green's assurance, Edith breathed a slight sigh of relief.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly calmed down, and my body gradually relaxed.

But that's it.

The soft, smooth touch came from her waist, causing her body to tense up instantly.

Looking up, the tentacles that were just a short distance away were now almost touching her face, their gazes serious.

Okay, have you rested enough?

Okay, let's continue.

"Wait, no—"

"Huh?~"

Then, accompanied by the girl's 'painful' sobs.

The tentacles slowly multiplied.

......

Meanwhile, outside the survey team's camp.

Preparations to defeat the ancient gods are still ongoing.

Although the investigation team initially planned a direct assault, they had to change their strategy after discovering that the ancient god had taken root and even established a kingdom.

Even without discussing directly attacking the ancient gods, one can only imagine how much trouble their followers and believers could cause them.

Just considering the ancient god himself, if there is a continuous stream of faith in His territory, His power will not only be much stronger, but His regenerative ability will also be almost limitless.

Therefore, before they could defeat the ancient god, they needed to pull out his 'roots' that were embedded in the ground.

That is, those relatives and believers.

Death arrived silently.

First came the scattered clansmen on the outskirts, followed by the guards stationed near the perimeter.

Clad in the darkness, Elise moved like a shadow among the monsters, her path littered with their corpses.

On the other side, a silvery mist quietly spread, causing drowsiness in every member of the clan and believers who inhaled it, and their lives were taken away without them even realizing it.

Uri, the 'Mercury Witch,' is most skilled in magic that silently takes the life of her opponent.

Although it looks like a deadly poison, it actually deprives one of the very essence of life.

"This wasn't mentioned before we came. You all better record this properly; I need to apply for a subsidy when I get back..."

The disheveled witch looked helpless, with a potato chip dangling from her mouth.

Magicians and nobles alike began to take action.

But the church remained unusually quiet.

It wasn't that Cecilia didn't want to move, but that she couldn't.

Although Cecilia is theoretically the most capable fighter in this investigation team, the problem is that her fighting style is too aggressive and her energy fluctuations are too obvious.

To avoid being discovered by the ancient gods and starting a war prematurely, she had to stay in the camp and wait for news from the others.

but......

"too slow."

After dismembering another member of the clan, Elise frowned, even though her clothes were still completely clean.

Besides her and Uli, the other members of the investigation team, including those skilled in assassination, also devoted themselves to eradicating the root of the problem.

But even if they are combined, it's hard to say how efficient they are at processing.

It's not that the investigation team was weak, but rather that the ancient god's influence far exceeded their expectations. Not only were there a large number of believers, but the conversion rate of the followers was also very high. There were several churches, and even dedicated guards had begun to appear.

Add to that the pervasive poisonous creatures and the menacing gaze of the mountain-like deity, and even the most capable investigation team couldn't quickly handle the situation or make progress.

Moreover, what's worse is that if the processing speed is too slow, and the other side reacts and begins to retreat, the difficulty of the removal work will increase another level, and it may even force a direct battle with the ancient god...

?

Elise stopped in her tracks.

Before me lay the corpse of a centipede-like man, cut into several pieces, its blood already dried.

She crouched down, examined the cutting marks, and then squinted.

None of the nobles and guards she brought this time were capable of causing such a wound.

The Mage's Association also dislikes using melee weapons and prefers all sorts of bizarre things or overwhelming firepower.

The church is even less likely to be included.

and.....

He glanced at the dried bloodstains on the ground, then looked up to observe his surroundings.

She had penetrated very deep into the territory of the Thousand-Legged Church, to the point of being dangerous.

Normally, no one could have gone as far as her, let alone killed the thing so long before she arrived.

Did they fight amongst themselves? Or...?

Is there anything else?

Stop your light steps, concentrate, maximize your senses, and move forward step by step.

There was no sound, no breathing, only a gentle breeze blowing quietly, and the roadside weeds rustling softly.

And, slightly fishy and sweet.

Following the sweet, fishy smell, I pushed open the creaking, dilapidated door.

Inside the Thousand-Legged Church, which was converted from an abandoned church, dozens of believers' bodies lay lying there.

They were all sitting in chairs, seemingly watching and appreciating the birth of a new member of the family on the altar, but in the next second, something took their lives.

Elise examined them one by one and found that their wounds were all remarkably similar. They had all been instantly pierced through the brain by some kind of sharp weapon, and they died with smiles on their faces.

Squeak, squeak—

The dilapidated door swayed slowly in the breeze, making a tooth-ache-inducing sound.

Inside the church, smiling believers slumped on the tables, their minds dripping with blood that had not yet dried.

Elise fell silent.

After a long while, she slowly turned her head and cast her gaze into a shadow.

There is nothing there.

The next second, the blade was drawn, and without any warning, Elise appeared above the shadows.

With a swift movement, the church wall was torn open.

She turned her gaze inward and met the quietly flowing eyes.

I felt a moment of mental confusion, but quickly returned to normal.

But by the time she came to her senses, the eyeball had already disappeared.

Apart from the wall she had just cut open, there were no traces left, as if everything that had just happened was just her illusion.

He stood there for a long time, then looked back at the smiling corpses.

She sheathed her weapon and slowly walked out of the church.

A gentle breeze stirred again, and the broken church doors creaked open.