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Thud.
Davian's feet touched the floor after descending the spiral staircase.
The many Templars that had been there were nowhere to be seen, having disappeared somewhere.
Drrrr.
At the same time as feeling the ground vibrate.
Krrrr.
A growl that sounded like scraping metal could be heard.
"So you're coming out like this, huh?"
Thump, thump.
Heavy footsteps.
Kkiaaaaa.
A piercing scream.
The experimental monsters began to pour out.
It was something he had experienced once in the previous iteration, but.
He couldn't help but frown.
Putting aside their bizarre and grotesque appearances.
What was most chilling were the faces of young children haphazardly embedded in them.
"Cruel bastards."
Grrr.
The monsters, maintaining a certain distance from Davian, no longer approached, baring their teeth and growling.
Shuffle, shuffle.
An old man in priestly robes walked out from among them.
'Found him.'
The figure who had left Davian with only questions in the previous iteration.
It seemed certain that the monsters created through bloodline experiments were moving according to the old man's instructions.
The old man stared at Davian intently, a look of surprise etched on his face.
"Found... you."
The same line as in the previous iteration.
The upper floors were left to his friends, and.
Now, he wouldn't run away just because some Templars showed up.
Davian slowly began the conversation.
"What on earth is the reason for carrying out such acts? Especially a priest who supposedly serves God."
"It is to communicate with Deus."
"Kidnapping children and turning them into these monsters is?"
"Since we could not find a pure bloodline, we merely tried to create a bloodline that could communicate with Deus, even if mixed. But it seems there is no need for that anymore."
He had said those words in the previous iteration as well.
"Why do such bizarre experiments when you can just mix blood?"
"Blood that leaves the body is no different from dead blood."
Ah, so that was it.
"So that's why you made the children like this?"
The priest slowly nodded.
"It is all for the continued peace of the Pax continent. It was unavoidable to prevent the멸망 (myeolmang - ruin/destruction/fall/doom)."
The collar of the old man's priestly robes, who was conversing with Davian, was stained red, signifying the Carlton Sect.
"Ruin? Are you talking about the prophecy that the Merlin Sect clings to? I thought your Carlton Sect disliked the prophecy that the Merlin Sect believes in?"
"That prophecy is accurate. It is a revelation directly given by Deus. However, it is pathetic to only focus on interpretation without making any preparations."
It wasn't that he was taking the side of the Merlin Sect, but.
They seemed better than the Carlton Sect, which was carrying out bio-experiments on children.
"You need to interpret it to prepare for the end."
"Are you from the Merlin Sect?"
"I'm an atheist."
"It probably doesn't matter. It must be Deus' arrangement that you were led here as well."
It was time to get to the point.
"What you said as soon as you saw me. What did you find?"
"A bloodline that Deus planted in the blood of a human long ago. That bloodline that is passed down to only one person in each generation. The only bloodline that can directly communicate with Deus. I have finally found it."
Davian tilted his head.
"Me?"
The priest slowly nodded.
"How do you know? You haven't even checked my blood."
"The confirmation will be done now. But I cannot be deceived. I have been searching for God's bloodline my whole life. My eyes are certain. O youth who possesses the bloodline given by God."
He wondered what nonsense this was.
'But come to think of it, I possessed the protagonist in this game, didn't I?'
It seemed to make sense.
Davian Naohene was a character created by Kang Eun-sung during pre-registration.
The protagonist of the game 'Elton Academy'.
It wouldn't be strange to have some unique bloodline.
"So, if I communicate with Deus, you mean you'll stop this bizarre act?"
Heh heh heh.
The priest, laughing sinisterly, slowly stepped back.
"We'll think about that then. Go, children of God."
The monsters called children of God began to roar in their own grotesque ways again.
"I didn't think you'd just let it go."
Davian stretched out his left hand forward.
"Heo-eok!"
The priest, caught by Davian's telekinesis, was dragged as is.
The monsters began to rush in, howling madly.
"It's hard to fight while carrying him, and he disappeared without a trace last time."
"Last time?"
Davian's ice sword flashed.
"Kkaak!"
The priest, whose two legs were cut off, rolled around on the floor.
"What is this... What is this you're doing to the priest of God!"
Davian lifted his chin, pointing to the monster rushing towards him.
"It's okay to make the children of God look like that?"
"You...! You'll regret it!"
Davian took out the finest potion from his chest and shook it.
"We'll think about who will regret it and whether to reattach those two legs then."
"This... This...!"
Davian lifted his head.
The monsters had now come close to Davian.
"As the quest says."
Wooong.
The ice sword vibrated finely.
"I'll end this pain."
Kwaaa!
The mana sword burst out, blowing up the bodies of the monsters.
Almost simultaneously.
Hwareuk!
Fireballs made of flames as pure as a dragon's breath flew in all directions.
Kwang! Kwaang!
Explosive impacts that shook the huge underground space continued to erupt.
Each time, the bodies of the experimental monsters exploded, leaving only black ash behind.
The priest's expression, which had been filled with terror, gradually turned to joy.
"Found it... I found it. Pure bloodline. The bloodline given by Deus."
The youth who cut off his two legs in one stroke.
He seemed like an ordinary old man on the outside, but he had accumulated divine power in his body for a long time while serving Deus.
An ordinary swordsman or mage could not harm a single hair on his body.
Euhaha, euhahaha.
While Davian was massacring the test subjects.
The priest's eyes shone sharper than ever.
"We have to catch him... We have to catch him alive."
The priest looked at his cleanly cut legs.
The floor was overflowing with blood that was close to Deus.
He didn't just grab any children and make such horrible test subjects.
Each and every one of them was a child with a bloodline close to God.
The priest looked up at Davian again.
The children of God, created through decades of experiments, were being torn apart and exploded mercilessly.
"The magic, inner strength, and outer strength that Deus gave to the humans of the Pax continent as a gift. Not only does he use all of them freely, but he even combines them into one force. And that flame... It's not a natural flame. Rather, it's a pure flame of destruction that is even closer to God."
The priest lowered his head, looking at the cut surface of his two legs.
"We can't let him go... We have to catch him alive. If I can talk to God... to Deus, I can give up my dignity as a human at any time."
The priest, supporting himself with his arms on the ground, struggled to get up and stood up with the cut ends of his legs on the floor.
Extreme pain rushed in.
The pain even felt like pleasure at the ecstasy of finding God's bloodline.
The blood of the children of God that flowed on the floor reacted with the priest's blood.
Priest Nicola Jorge.
According to his own research.
He has blood that is closer to Deus than any bloodline he has found so far.
Even this is just blood like trash compared to the complete bloodline of God.
But if he could hold on to that young man now, he wouldn't care what happened to his body.
Dududuk, duduk.
Bubbles that looked like water boiling rose from Nicola Jorge's legs.
Dark bloody legs were created.
The blood flowing on the floor was still being sucked up through Nicola Jorge's legs.
Not only the severed parts.
Nicola Jorge's whole body began to be dyed in blood.
Davian, who had already dealt with all the experimental subjects, stood still and watched the sight.
Paaat.
The priest's eyes, Nicola Jorge, whose body had been covered in black and crimson blood from head to toe, flashed open.
"Are you all done?"
Jjeok.
His mouth split, and a terribly dark voice seeped out.
"Bloodline of God. All of this is Deus' arrangement. I will drink your blood and talk to Deus directly."
Davian shrugged his shoulders.
"Try it then. Before that, let me ask you one thing. Because I've waited until now to do that."
Krrr.
A sound that was neither beast nor human flowed from Nicola Jorge's torn mouth.
"This is troublesome. I didn't deliberately wait for you to become a monster."
"Speak... Speak, Bloodline of God. I will answer your last curiosity."
"What can you gain from talking to that Deus? It doesn't seem like you've gone this far just to say, 'Can you make the prophecy a little easier to understand?'"
Keuheuheuh.
Would a beast sound like that if it laughed?
"You can gain the power of God. Just like I have gained this body with the blood of God's children and divine power."
Davian frowned.
"Isn't it too grotesque to call it divine power? When we usually think of divine power, it's a little more sacred..."
I thought it would emit a sacred light or something.
That appearance is nothing more than a monster covered in blood.
"Sacred... It's just the standard of foolish humans. To God, it's all the same creation, no matter what form it takes."
"How can you get the power of God?"
"I don't know. I'll have to absorb your blood and find out little by little."
Haaa.
Davian sighed.
"There's not much reward for waiting while looking at that disgusting appearance."
"Reward... There will be. I'll leave your life attached. I'll give you the honor of witnessing me talking to God and gaining God's power right next to you..."
Seogeok.
Davian, who had disappeared from sight in an instant, cut off Priest Nicola Jorge's neck as it was.
"... Useless."
Clearly, he felt like he had been cut cleanly.
But the priest's neck was still attached to his torso.
"Is it like cutting water with a knife?"
"Now, all I need to do is absorb your blood to be complete. I will talk to God and become God's agent myself. All humans on the Pax continent, no, all living things will have to worship me."
Hwareuk.
A flame rose on Davian's hand.
"A flame that touches God. But it's useless. Now, give me your blood."
"Barely seeing this and saying it touches God, how can you do that? The real thing hasn't even started yet."
"What?"
"Wave of Fire."
Hwareureu.
"I guess the blood overflowing on the floor is your driving force, right?"
"What, what are you trying to do!"
"I'll just burn it all away."
At that time.
"Priest!"
All the Templars in the basement rushed in.
Davian tilted his head curiously.
Even though he had turned into a monster covered in blood, it seemed they recognized him as the priest.
"Inflict wounds... Inflict wounds on that guy's body. Whoever it is, whoever inflicts the first wound, I will use them as the staff of God."
Seureung.
The Templars, drawing their respective weapons, surrounded Davian.
The number was about a hundred.
"Nothing will change. I'll just burn it all away."
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