Upon seeing the opponent's appearance clearly, Herbert's heart sank.
He finally realized where he went wrong.
He ticulously calculated every move of Sinful Desire, yet he forgot about this matter.
Yes, Herbert missed one crucial point.
Besides Sinful Desire... there were still other enemies.
Evil God!
Again, these damned Evil Gods!
The God of Sinful Desire was cautious, not daring to descend in person, but that never ant other Evil Gods wouldn't.
Among those crazy Evil Gods, there's never a shortage of mindless lunatics.
The "bandaged monster" Divine Spirit before him, Herbert recognized.
Glukezak, the goblin-originated God of Assassination and Concealnt,
although possessing only Low Tier Divine Power, was a quite crazy and abstract Evil God.
How abstract, you ask... well, Glukezak had a peculiar hobby.
He very much enjoyed assassinating the Divine Favorers of other Divine Spirits everywhere, and swallowing their hearts and souls together to satisfy his malignant desires.
Moreover, he was a textbook antisocial personality, always adhering to his indiscriminate cri style.
Against the Divine Favorers of hated Divine Spirits, he assassinated.
No grudge, he wouldn't spare them either.
Emphasizing impartiality, leaving none untouched.
Because of this unique hobby, his notoriety was almost rivaling that of Sinful Desire.
Logically speaking, given his power, he shouldn't have the audacity like Sinful Desire does, and would've been dealt with sooner or later.
But Glukezak had one advantage—he was very skilled at hiding himself.
Relying on the authority of Concealnt, he could even escape from followers of High Tier Divine Power Divine Spirits who weren't adept at tracking.
As long as the opponent lacked a relevant Divine Position in tracking, he could successfully elude them.
"...Tch."
After recognizing the other's identity, Herbert understood why he was backstabbed by him.
This Evil God must have mistaken him for a Divine Favorer of the Sun God.
Then, unable to resist his envy, he took action.
After understanding the reason, Herbert's sight darkened, feeling genuinely wronged.
This damned...
Suffering this unwarranted calamity, Herbert couldn't help but want to curse out loud.
I am not a Divine Favorer!
Who the hell is the Divine Favorer of the Sun God!!?
Being wrongly killed was already causing Herbert to clench his teeth, but what made him clench his teeth even tighter... was another discovery.
So people didn't know Glukezak, but Herbert was different, he once learned so secret knowledge from a snake's tail.
The world knew Glukezak often appeared as a blind beggar, a black-robed one-ard assassin, or an embodint of the undead, concealing himself in the shadows, assassinating his chosen target.
But few knew the true form of his entity.
"...What an honor indeed."
Herbert swallowed the blood in his throat, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and laughed self-mockingly: "I've really made it, to be personally assassinated by a Divine Spirit."
Yes, the ugly form wrapped in funeral cloth before him was the original appearance of Glukezak.
This crazy fellow actually chose to descend in person!!?
"Strange, why haven't you been poisoned? Heh heh, strange." Glukezak looked at the still lively Herbert, blinked, and murmured curiously.
He was skilled in using poisons, and the "pus-stained funeral cloth" wrapped around him was a Divine Artifact, inherently carrying a dreadful corpse poison and blasphemous power, rely touching it was enough to kill a typical Legendary.
If not a Legendary, so Epics might not fully withstand the erosion of this filthy power.
Yet, Herbert showed no reaction at all?
As if completely oblivious to the poison!
Truly strange.
Could it be that he carried so Magic Items to counteract blasphemous power?
Heh heh, forget it, doesn't matter!
He's going to die anyway, living a bit longer doesn't change anything.
"Hey, Glukezak."
A cold, emotionless voice interrupted Glukezak's strange laughter, causing Herbert's brow to slightly rise.
They simultaneously looked at the speaker—it was none other than the God of Sinful Desire.
At this mont, the God of Sinful Desire's winged serpent incarnation, with its heart pierced by a scepter, was gradually losing vitality, furrowing its brows.
He coldly addressed the thief among the rift: "What are you doing? His soul already belongs to ."
The God of Sinful Desire had vowed to personally kill Herbert, corrupt his soul, and then resurrect him in his Divine Kingdom.
He believed that with Herbert's soul, it could definitely be reborn in the Divine Kingdom as a Saint Spirit, even a Divine Spirit!
And now... why are you stirring trouble?
Who the hell do you think you are?
Trying to compete with ?
Do you even have the capability!!?
He scornfully looked down on the God of Assassination, sneering disapprovingly.
The God of Sinful Desire's aning was clear, for Glukezak to release Herbert's soul and scram, otherwise... heh.
With the power of Sinful Desire, it was indeed warranted to speak such words.
But the problem was—the opponent completely ignored him.
"Ha ha ha!"
Glukezak laughed out loud, making a mocking gesture towards the winged serpent.
"Who cares about you, fool! Whoever gets it owns it!"
"His soul is mine!"
Herbert's tenacious life force exceeded the Evil God's expectations, but that wasn't a problem.
After speaking, afraid that Sinful Desire might make a move to snatch, He quickly opened His mouth wide, stuffing Herbert's heart into it, chewing vigorously.
Squelch, squelch.
For a mont, blood splattered everywhere.
Although the sneak attack did not kill Herbert directly, and the poison had no effect, the Saint was about to co to take action... but He wasn't worried at all.
Because, aside from [Concealnt], He also wielded another authority!
He who held the Divine Position of [Assassination] had also obtained Herbert's heart.
With this casting material, relying on the power of Law to erase a mortal was no difficult task for Him.
"Die, mortal."
"Your soul, haha, is mine!!!"
And at the mont the heart was crushed, Herbert also felt a pain all over, unable to resist, his steps faltering, and he collapsed powerlessly backward.
Valentina, beneath Herbert's feet, initially had her perception blocked by him and did not know what exactly happened, but at this mont, she suddenly realized sothing was wrong.
"Herbert!!?"
!!!
"What's happening? Don't stay silent!!!"
Valentina turned her head in horror, wanting to see what had happened to Herbert.
Then, she saw a sight that chilled her to the core.
Herbert, covered in blood, had a large hole in his chest. Noticing her, he managed to force a smile and softly said:
"Don't worry, I'm not..."
Then, before he could finish speaking, his soul vanished, the light in his eyes fading, as he fell backward.
"Herbert!!!"
At the sa ti, the Holy City of Radiance, which had remained silent, suddenly unleashed a terrifying power.
The Saint was enraged.
In the Sun God's Holy Sanctuary, an old man who had been feigning sleep suddenly opened his eyes, flas of madness burning within them.
"Glukezak!!!"
The roar of the Sun Pope echoed across the sky.
The sudden burst of power sent shockwaves through the hearts of all who watched this scene.
And Glukezak, feeling the murder intent from the Sun Pope, only beca more excited, his grin more manic.
He relished the process, the anger and sorrow of others only pleased Him more!
"Hahaha... hmm?"
The frenzied Evil God blinked, looking at the figure falling backward on the Giant Dragon's back, a large question mark flashing in His mind.
?
Why does sothing feel missing?
It seems sothing is not quite right?
"..."
He smacked His lips, sowhat unsure, His eyes widened.
"Where is his soul?"
.
.
"...Hmm?"
In a pure white silent space, Herbert slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at the familiar ceiling, blinked, twitched the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "This is..."
["Welco!"]
A pleasant voice ca from beside his ear, causing Herbert's eyes to move.
["Are you curious about where you are now?"]
["This is Hell~ or you could say, the Abyss~"]
Turning his head, a beautiful Divine Spirit was crouched nearby, smiling teasingly and winking at him.
"Hmm..."
Herbert thought for a mont and asked:
"You say this is Hell? The Abyss?"
["Yes~"]
"So, I'm dead?"
["That's right, you..."]
The Divine Spirit lifted a finger, gently poking the mortal's forehead, happily saying:
["are already dead~"]
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