Damn Necromancer Chapter 322

Chapter 322: The Fake Disappears

Earth, outskirts of Seoul.

It was a prayer room remodeled from an abandoned Catholic church.

The stained glass was completely covered with black cloth. Instead, hundreds of candles pushed away the darkness.

The flickering flas cast bizarre shadows on the walls.

In the center of it.

Han Siah was kneeling.

Pale skin, pitch-black hair.

She had her eyes closed with both hands gathered neatly together.

Her lips parted slightly.

"Obey with faith."

The whisper seeped into the quiet prayer room.

This was her daily routine.

Waking up at dawn to pray, praying during the day, and praying at night. als were kept to a minimum.

Sleep was also kept to a minimum.

Only prayer filled her day.

Fanaticism.

Soone called it that.

However, Han Siah did not care.

Because this was the natural duty of one who had been saved.

Kkiiik—.

The door opened.

Cautious footsteps approached.

Han Siah did not open her eyes.

"Lady Han Siah."

A trembling voice.

It was one of the executives.

Cold sweat had ford on the man's forehead.

"This is this month's report."

Han Siah slowly opened her eyes.

"Read it."

"Yes. It is the current status of believers worldwide. The believers in the North Korean region have increased explosively. A 340% increase compared to the previous month."

"The harder it is, the deeper the faith becos."

Han Siah's voice was soft and gentle.

"What about China?"

"It is rising rapidly. We are smoothly infiltrating Japan and Russia as well."

"What about the US?"

The executive's voice grew quieter.

"……It is sowhat sluggish."

"The reason?"

"Since Christian forces are so deeply rooted……."

Silence.

Han Siah turned her head.

Eyes imbued with holy brilliance looked at the apostle.

"Hasn't the world beco very, chaotic?"

"Th-that is correct."

"For that, the spread of the religion is a bit slow, isn't it?"

"I-I apologize!"

"Please tell them to do their best."

A soft and gentle voice.

The executive's face turned pale white.

"Yes, yes!"

He hurriedly bowed his head.

His hands were trembling.

Correction.

Suddenly, that word crossed his mind.

What happened to those among the cult's leadership who were judged to lack faith.

Those screams, despair, and terrible sights flashed through his mind.

It was an experience he never wanted to go through again.

The apostle, sweating cold sweat, quickly backed away.

The door closed.

Han Siah gathered both hands again.

"Lord Kim Minwoo."

A whisper flowed out.

"May your will be done on this earth."

The candles flickered all at once.

It was at that mont.

[From the Heavenly City, the Faith Orb sent by 'Kim Minwoo' has arrived!]

Han Siah's eyes sparkled.

She had experienced this in the past as well.

At that ti, a Diamond rank sponsorship certificate had arrived.

However, Han Siah did not use it imdiately.

The reason was simple.

It was because she was still laying the foundation of faith on Earth. In fact, the note attached with the sponsorship certificate contained instructions to gather more believers instead of coming right away.

She was the most faithful fanatic.

Naturally, she obeyed the god's command.

And a while later.

The god's gift had arrived once again.

A black box arrived.

Han Siah personally tore off the seal.

Inside were dozens of orbs.

A cloudy color.

As she placed one on her palm, a cool sensation seeped through her skin.

[Faith Orb]

[Rank: Special.]

[An orb that can verify whether soone is Kim Minwoo's believer.]

[Effect 1. When a believer stands in front of it, a black light flows out. The greater the faith, the darker the color becos.]

“Hmm…….”

The corners of Han Siah's mouth slowly went up.

She could see the path of how it should be used just by looking at it.

Indeed, a ssage was attached along with a single picture in the included note.

From Rank F to S.

It was a picture expressing the density of the visible color according to the degree of faith.

[Use it well.]

The corners of Han Siah's mouth slowly went up.

“I should test it out.”

First, herself.

As she stared intently at the orb, it slowly began to be dyed with color. Dark. Even darker.

In an instant, the orb beca as thick as if it had fallen into black ink.

Soon after, the orb that was turning endlessly black slowly began to crack, and then…….

Jjeojeojeok—!

It completely shattered to pieces.

“……Ah.”

Han Siah's eyes cast down slightly.

She stared blankly at the black powder scattered over her palm.

It was a sha.

Just how deep her faith was.

She had wanted to check it with an objective nurical value.

“The orb couldn't withstand it.”

A soliloquy flowed out.

It was a calm voice, but a hint of disappointnt was buried sowhere within.

Han Siah stood up from her seat.

Brushing off the black powder, she left the prayer room.

Three executives could be seen.

The man who had submitted the report earlier was also among them.

“Did you call for us?”

Han Siah lifted the orb without a word.

Wiing—.

The orb vibrated faintly.

The light wavered and then was dyed a deep black.

Her eyes narrowed.

[Faith Rank: A]

[Judgnt: Deep devotion. Deep submission.]

"You pass. It's not perfect, but your faith is still deep."

"Th-thank you!"

The man hurriedly bowed his head.

Han Siah turned her head.

She handed the orbs to the remaining two executives.

The first.

[Faith Rank: B]

[Judgnt: Sincere faith. However, falls short of complete devotion.]

She was dissatisfied, but it was tolerable for now.

Since it wasn't at the level of a bug, at least.

And the last executive…….

[Faith Rank: F]

[Judgnt: A guy only pretending to believe.]

The knees of the one who received the F rank buckled.

"P-please forgive !"

"Ah, you were the one who joined recently, right?"

Han Siah slowly approached.

Her pale fingers lifted his chin.

"As expected. You were indeed a bug."

A soft and gentle voice.

The man's face turned deadly pale.

"Who sent you?"

"Th-that is……!"

"Send him to the correction room."

Just a single word.

At that mont, the man's pupils expanded to their limits.

"N-no! Please!"

The correction room.

It was a place where just the na alone sent chills down one's spine.

Rumors said that if a perfectly normal human went in, they would co out as a ruined shell.

No, it would be fortunate if they were just a ruined shell.

When they ca out, they had all beco hardcore fanatics.

Husks with the light gone from their eyes, leaving only faith behind.

He had co to spy to find out exactly what thods were used to make that possible.

He thought he just needed to extract the information and get out.

But he got caught.

The terrified man shouted while his lips trembled violently.

"The, the Christian coalition from the US side……! They told to extract the information!"

The man frantically smashed his forehead against the floor.

"Please, please just not the correction room……!"

"I see."

Han Siah withdrew her hand.

She gestured to the guards waiting outside the door.

"Take him away."

"Yes!"

"N-no!!"

The scream of him being dragged away echoed down the corridor.

The remaining two executives hurriedly fell to their knees.

"I, I will receive correction too! I will rebuild my faith!"

"No. The two of you have proven your truthfulness, so there is no need to go that far."

Chuckling lightly, she smiled rcifully.

However, the madness lingering within it was hotter than the candles.

"Lord Kim Minwoo does not tolerate lies. However, he bestows rcy upon those who repent."

"Now……. Are you going to inspect all the believers worldwide?"

"Of course?"

Han Siah looked at the box of orbs.

Dozens of Faith Orbs were shining faintly under the candlelight.

"The volu we can verify will continue to increase. For now, make sure to deliver them to all the core executives, and……."

Gulp.

One of the executives, having swallowed his saliva nervously, asked.

"Th-then, are you going to proceed with correcting all the fakes……."

"No. There is bound to be a limit to forced faith."

She said with a bright smile.

"Fortunately, Lord Kim Minwoo predicted all of this. We will introduce it. A new caste system."

"A-A caste system, you say……."

"Benefits to those with deep faith. Losses to those with shallow faith. To those who do not believe…… an iron mace."

Han Siah gathered both hands.

She closed her eyes.

"Lord Kim Minwoo."

A whisper seeped into the prayer room.

"Becoming your eyes, I shall weed out the falsehoods."

The candles flickered all at once.

＊ ＊ ＊

Seoul, Gangnam, Ilsung Group secret conference room.

Twenty chairs surrounded a round table.

Each and every attendee was splendid.

Chairman of the Ilsung Group, Kim Kangchul.

Chinese President Liang Xiaojun.

A high-ranking representative from North Korea.

Even core politicians from neighboring countries like Russia and Japan.

Those called the real powers of each country were gathered in one place.

Han Siah flipped the presentation screen.

"This is the social benefit system according to believer ranks that we have devised."

The screen changed.

A pyramid-shaped chart popped up.

―Rank S

Priority assignnt for core positions in Ilsung Group and large corporations.

Completely free treatnt from top-tier hospitals and healers, including for family mbers.

Special admission to prestigious universities and Hunter Academies for children.

Support for exclusive raid equipnt sets and admission tickets to exclusive high-difficulty hunting grounds.

―Rank A

Bonus points for employnt in public enterprises, civil service, and the Hunter Association.

Priority reservations at large hospitals and healing centers, significant discounts on dical expenses.

Housing subsidies, priority for pre-sale and rental of Ilsung-owned apartnts.

Regular issuance of high-tier equipnt rental tickets, and free enhancent/repair coupons.

―Rank B

Reduction in inco tax and Awakened activity tax.

Priority assignnt for public housing and dormitories.

Support for mid-tier equipnt sets (1 weapon/armor set).

Exemption from entrance fees for popular hunting grounds, priority for experience buff zones.

―Rank C

Partial support for transportation, electricity, and heating expenses.

Free use of public training grounds and Awakened sports facilities.

Permanent 30% discount at equipnt shops, discounts on potions and consumables.

―Rank D

Discounts on dical expenses and basic insurance premiums.

One free al ticket per day (restaurants operated by the cult or Ilsung).

Priority matching for low-level dungeons and part-ti raid parties.

―Rank E

Regular issuance of daily necessity packages (rice, ran, essentials).

Permanent access to public als, heating, and shelters.

Standard 10% discount at equipnt shops and stores (common to Awakened and ordinary people).

―Rank F

Daily necessity vouchers.

Permanent 5% discount at all Ilsung/cult affiliated equipnt shops.

Provision of basic passes for public hunting grounds and training grounds.

Kim Kangchul flipped through the docunts continuously.

The connection between the Death Cult and the Ilsung Group was beyond sticky; it was at the level of being completely glued together.

'He said that as the number of believers increases, Minwoo also gradually becos stronger…….'

On top of that, there was the Earth 2.0 update and the maneuvering of the Shadows.

The way the situation was turning was unusual.

Because of that, Kim Kangchul had already gone all-in with all his cards on his eldest son.

"In short, it ans giving benefits if they believe, and absolutely nothing if they don't?"

"That is correct, Chairman. Rather than forcing them to believe, handing them profits cos first."

"You are right. Fortunately, Ilsung's reserves are on the ample side. I will handle South Korean politics. The President is favorable, so we will have to think of a way for the public to accept it."

"That is also already prepared."

Han Siah lifted her tablet.

A social dia screen popped up.

Hashtags were going up in real-ti.

#GodOfDeathChallenge

#PrayToLordKimMinwooToWin

#Prayer_ProofShot

"The dia line is spreading s and challenges. It is a structure where if they prove they prayed to Lord Kim Minwoo, we sprinkle prizes through a lottery. We start them off light, and make them fall deeply into it."

The North Korean representative nodded.

"It will be even easier on our side."

China, Russia, and Japan had also received agreent.

Of course, there were still no places to settle it as quickly as South Korea other than China and North Korea, but…….

It did not matter.

Because ti was on their side.

Laughter spread.

Only Han Siah did not laugh.

After the eting ended.

Han Siah remained alone.

She opened the box of Faith Orbs.

"Now it is ti to clean up the fakes."

The leeches who rely pretended to believe while only sucking up the cult's support and money. Until now, even if there was suspicion, there could be no certainty.

But now it was different.

Her figure smoothly disappeared.

The first target was a famous YouTuber.

An influencer with 3 million subscribers.

A person who publicly praised the cult.

The orb shone faintly.

[Faith Rank: F]

"As expected."

Han Siah's eyes sank coldly.

Next was a National Assembly mber belonging to the ruling party.

The person who had proposed the cult sponsorship bill.

[Faith Rank: F]

"Both to the correction room."

It was a calm sentence.

The orb inspections continued for a week.

47 middle managers, 12 politicians, 8 celebrities.

The fakes were filtered out one by one.

In the darkness, Han Siah gathered both hands.

"Finally……."

A whisper flowed out.

The corners of her mouth slowly went up.

"Lord Kim Minwoo's true world is opening."

Holy madness flickered in her pupils.

The candles flickered.

The shadows danced.

Falsehood burns away, and only truth remains.

That was the only truth she believed in.