The subterranean city-state rose a scorching sun, cruelly dispelling the darkness that had shrouded this place for countless ages.
And just a mont ago, when the Paladin had not yet transford into a "War Angel" with the aid of the divine.
The Evil God’s incarnation was seemingly just silently gazing at the Dark Elf Grand Mage, but they were actually engaged in a spiritual confrontation in secret.
Sinful Desire dragged Svanni’s spirit into a chaotic illusion realm.
In that nightmarish vision, describable only as terrifying, an unspeakably massive deity gazed disdainfully at the weak soul emitting a faint glow.
Amidst the chaotic blood-red light, Svanni’s spirit seed like the last mont of clarity, incongruous with the surrounding illusion realm.
She was struggling to resist the deity’s corruption—even if it was rely a mortal’s stubborn resistance.
"Heh, you’re indeed quite interesting."
In the sea of blood, the Evil God, with Stella’s facial features, erged and slid around Svanni.
"Is it worth it?"
It gazed at the calm soul, smiling eerily, mocking, "Svanni, do you regret it now?"
"Although you’ve already successfully escaped from my grasp, ran so long, yet you returned before again for her liberation."
"Even though you know full well that even if you kill her, she will never return to your side... What’s the point of doing this?"
"There’s no point!"
"Stella didn’t want to die; you killed her with your own hands under the na of redemption!"
"You couldn’t save her, and you can’t save yourself either."
"Hahaha!"
The Evil God whispered maliciously, the seductive sounds echoing from all directions in the illusion realm.
It provoked the mortal with blasphemous words, attempting to find a spiritual vulnerability to completely shatter it.
To accept the mortal’s conditions, spare them, and take her alone?
Sinful Desire won’t let mortals manipulate it.
To make a deal with the Evil God, how could it be easy?
He wants not only to take Svanni but Herbert as well!
Such a precious vessel can’t be easily let go.
After being provoked by Stella’s matter and seeing Svanni’s soul unmoved, Sinful Desire increased its intensity and continued whispering.
"If it’s just for Stella, it’s understandable; after all, you are sisters, but what about them? You willingly submit to for their sake."
"Sacrifice?"
"What do you hope to gain through this sacrifice? Their gratitude?"
"Do you really think they will be grateful to you?"
Two faces appeared beside the Evil God: one was Eliza with a disdainful look, the other was Herbert with eyes full of contempt.
"No, you won’t receive any gratitude; they will think it’s what you should do!"
"Because you deceived them! You forced them to face ! You led them into such a dangerous situation!"
Three faces mocked, cursed, and questioned the mortal’s heart, tearing apart her feigned calmness.
You are the source of all misfortunes!
The twin sisters died because of you.
The friends you painstakingly gained fell into danger because of you.
Even the boy who had good feelings toward you will die due to your deceit.
Don’t you feel guilty?
Do you think such a sacrifice can atone for your sins?
"..."
Listening to the accusations one by one, Svanni’s soul finally showed a slight tremor.
She slowly lifted her gaze, her eyes sweeping over those three faces.
The things the Evil God said, hadn’t she also considered?
How could she not know!!?
But at the mont of wavering, as the Evil God prepared to take advantage, Svanni’s heart quickly returned to calm.
No, not only did it return, but her heart was even more steadfast than before.
Svanni stared at "Stella" and asked, "Do you have kin?"
Sinful Desire: ?
The deity was puzzled, unsure of what the mortal intended.
Was she trying to reverse and charm an Evil God?
What a joke!
It was the Evil God in charge of the divine position of "Fallen," impossible to be seduced by others!
Svanni’s current action seed to be the most laughable self-assumption by a mortal.
"I have."
Svanni felt Sinful Desire’s disdain, but she didn’t care, continuing to speak for herself.
"Although Stella died because of , and died by my hand, if she needed it, I would be willing to die for her."
She spoke calmly, as if ntioning a trivial matter.
"Stella" narrowed its eyes, like staring at a rare treasure.
"You..."
Yet Svanni calmly continued her questioning.
"Do you have friends?"
?
"Mortal? Are you trying to teach sothing?" Sinful Desire was stunned for a mont, then nearly laughed out loud.
What was Svanni doing?
Was she trying to use so-called "love and friendship" to move an Evil God?
"I have."
The mortal ignored the deity’s disdain, still speaking for herself.
"They indeed fell into danger because of , but if I could keep them safe, I would be willing to die for them."
"This is my voluntary action, having nothing to do with whether they would be grateful for it."
In the space where only spiritual will exists, the mortal’s thoughts were completely visible to the deity—without a shred of falsehood.
In Sinful Desire’s impression, the forr Svanni was not like this, but a completely rational, self-centered, cold-blooded monster.
And now, what did it see?
The emotionless anomaly had transford into a soul full of emotions.
No, for a mont, it even felt it was facing the fervent soul of a martyr.
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