I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means Chapter 1137 - 662: Hunting Ceremony of the Evil God Believe

"Julian, I suppose you can’t even wait for just a mont?"

Hols looked up at the suddenly appearing girl in front of him and said with a smile.

The girl wore a tight-fitting black leather armor, which clung to her body as if tailored for her, outlining her graceful yet powerful stature.

The clever design of the leather armor showcased her spirited deanor while exposing large areas of her skin, white and jade-like, reflecting a soft sheen under the dim light, like the most lustrous jade under the moonlight.

Red long hair, like burning flas, cascaded down her back, strands glinting with dazzling light, forming a stark contrast with the black leather armor, making her skin appear as snowy as possible, beautiful enough to captivate hearts.

The long hair swayed gently in the wind, as if carrying endless passion and life force, perfectly complenting her alluring and enticing figure.

The girl’s face was exquisitely picturesque, with an inadvertent hint of charm between her brows and eyes, yet not lacking in purity and stubbornness. Her eyes were deep, as if hiding countless secrets and stories, compelling one to explore further.

Faced with such an extraordinary beauty, Hols’s eyes revealed no desire.

He knew that this girl was a rciless existence, more importantly, her strength was quite formidable, even he, as the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, had to handle with care.

Abuse Goddess’s Divine Envoy, [Torture Executor] Juliana!

[Abuse Goddess] Lavita was an aggressive, domineering, and fearless goddess, guarding all torturers, sadists, and bullies on the Ferren Continent.

Her nature was both cruel and calculating, keen on creating pain, always able to accurately strike at the cracks in victims’ beliefs. Unlike most bullies using violence to subdue, she perfectly leveraged human selfishness to further her plans.

Lavita used to be one of the Dark Gods, allied with Lady Plague and Whipping Girl and other divines, and she deeply hated the God of Suffering, Ilmat, because this deity consistently protected those ant to be tornted.

In fact, among the gods, female deities compared to males often displayed more extre and madness.

As an evil god, the na of the Abuse Goddess was spread across the Gaia World, feared by many.

Her followers, like the goddess herself, relished in gaining pleasure through abusing either others or themselves.

Thus, the followers of the Abuse Goddess were essentially a group of madn and sadists, extrely arrogant and flamboyant in their actions.

Due to her considerable power among the gods, her followers, despite their madness, were frequently purged by other Church of the Gods, yet those who survived were invariably strong and insane.

[Torture Executor] Julian was one of them.

Although Juliana seed to be a pure and beautiful girl, the number of lives and blood in her hands was no less than Hols’s.

Moreover, Hols had once witnessed Juliana fighting against the Legendary Priest of the Suffering Church.

Her exceedingly bizarre abilities gave Hols, who was innately stronger, a sense of apprehension, unwilling to be her enemy.

Upon hearing this, Juliana let out a light laugh, cast a flirtatious glance at Hols, and then shifted her gaze.

She wasn’t interested in old n like Hols.

Young and handso boys suited her taste better.

"Alright, contacting you this ti isn’t for bickering."

At this mont, the man in a gray robe slowly walked out of the dark shadow, his steps steady and leisurely, as if each step was on an inexplicable rhythm.

The handso face bore faint traces of ti, but that touch of wear and tear not only didn’t detract from his charm but added depth and a calm deanor.

His eyes were calm and profound, seemingly able to perceive the essence of all things, yet appearing unconcerned with the matters around him.

He wore a simple gray robe, its texture not luxurious, its style extrely plain, yet when worn by him, inexplicably exuded a noble and dignified aura.

"Lune, long ti no see."

Hols looked at the suddenly appearing man in a gray robe and spoke deeply.

If he felt implicit wariness toward the girl Julian earlier, when facing the man in a gray robe, Lune, Hols was thoroughly on guard.

Never mind Lune’s seemingly calm and unhurried deanor, he could at any mont erupt in an attempt to kill him.

As the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, in a sense, he was one of Lune’s pri prey.

As for allies, it was basically aningless to believers of evil gods.

Moreover, though Lune seed calm and warm, he was also a complete madman.

Even more insane than Julian.

He was the Divine Son of the God of Hunting Mara!

Legend tells that after the incarnation of the God of Hunting Mara descended upon the Gaia Main World, he captured a Red Dragon.

Well~ it was a female dragon.

And Lune was the child born of the union between Mara’s incarnation and the Red Dragon.

And Lune, as a Divine Son, quickly showcased his talent, rapidly advancing to Legend after coming of age.

And now, he had been on the Path to Divinity for many years.

Given Lune’s strength, it was very likely he had made considerable progress along the Path to Divinity.

Thus, Lune was the strongest among those present.

Even though Hols was the Shepherd Leader of the All Beast Church, he had to respect Lune.