Cold, dark, deep.
Everything around was chilling to the core.
Sharo felt as if she were in a deep sea that saw no light, filled with despair and suffocation.
There was no foothold beneath her.
She was like a rootless duckweed, floating in this pitch-black cold darkness.
Panic began to slowly spread in her heart.
At this mont, she suddenly felt a bit of regret.
In such an atmosphere, such a prayer environnt, such an existence, how could it be a benevolent god?
This journey, she’s afraid, bodes more ill than good...
But Sharo comforted herself in her heart, calming her emotions.
Even if it is an evil god, if there is a need, it shouldn’t refuse her request. This is a win-win proposal, calm down, calm down...
This way, Sharo’s mood stabilized a bit again.
But soon, the serene state she barely managed vanished instantaneously, as her heart thumped wildly.
Because, right before her eyes.
A colossal creature slowly swam out from the pitch-black chilly sea, gradually appearing before her.
Sharo forcibly suppressed the fear inside, striving to see its countenance clearly.
But on that serpentine winding giant body, an unknown power adhered, making it impossible to see.
Yet it still was imnsely large.
Until a voice erged.
"Sharo."
This deep and majestic voice carried a trembling terror.
Who?
Sharo heard the voice’s source, looked up and realized suddenly.
This "colossal creature" before her, how could it be its main body?
This was clearly just part of its lower half!
Before it... just like a negligible ant.
No, not even worthy of an ant!
"Human Faith’s believer, Church’s Defier."
"...Why do you plead?"
Heisatan’s voice echoed in this pitch-black realm, penetrating straight to the soul.
Sharo’s heart pounded.
Facing such a terrifying and enigmatic existence, her spirit trembled endlessly.
Luckily, Sharo’s psychological resilience was strong enough.
She soon cald down a little.
Since it has responded, then she should have more to say.
As for how Heisatan knew her na and identity, this didn’t surprise her.
After all, it’s a god-like existence, discerning these simple matters is quite normal.
Sharo pondered for a long ti, deliberated before suppressing the tremor in her heart, forcing calmness.
"Master of the Black Tide, greetings, I am Sharo, representing Magrela’s Defier to offer you a noble tribute."
"...You have eradicated the evil forces of the Kizi Church and Natural Church, protecting the unard civilians during the war."
"Your actions deserve the respect of all the good-hearted."
After the buildup, Sharo took a deep breath.
"I hereby represent Magrela’s Defier... to plead for your Faith. We are willing to be your loyal Believers, spreading your justice and kindness, and aspire to be your blade, sweeping away the evil existence of the Kizi Church and Natural Church..."
Sharo said with a determined gaze.
She naturally had no intention of unconditionally believing the Heisatan before her.
She only spoke of spreading justice and kindness, and opposing two churches, but did not ntion following all its wishes...
Of course, she would not directly express this.
Believe Heisatan before her should understand her aning.
She did not fear.
As Defiers, they will only follow the laws they acknowledge!
After she finished speaking.
Heisatan across did not respond.
The pitch-black environnt went silent like this.
Sharo’s heart accelerated again, her mood couldn’t help but tense.
Will the Master of the Black Tide... agree to her request?
What she didn’t know was, the Master of the Black Tide on the opposite side, was already chuckling in his heart.
’Actually ca to plead with .’
Rogel’s expression was sowhat peculiar, and he found it quite amusing.
Sharo counted as his acquaintance.
Yet now he beca her "Master of the Black Tide" in her eyes.
Rogel naturally enjoyed this, wouldn’t rush up in a fit and shoulder tap Sharo saying "who is closer between us, no need for politeness".
Let alone whether his relationship with Sharo reached that level.
Even if it did, Heisatan must maintain his "rank".
Otherwise, how to be a spirit of Faith.
Originally, he had no other agenda, rely to prevent the materials for Gelin’s renovation from getting damaged in church wars.
Unexpectedly, in a perfect stroke of good fortune... Heisatan thus embarked on the path of a Faith spirit.
And the Defiers of Magrela who opposed the churches thus pleaded with him.
The developnt of things often surprises.
’Just as I lack propagators, collaborating with Defiers early on is beneficial with no harm.’
Rogel decided in his mind.
A heaping gift of Believers, why not accept.
And the Sharo before him, now already filled with intense tension inside.
’Is it that he doesn’t agree to my conditions?’
’Seems I was rather naive, how could those gods be threatened by humans...’
’Even if the conditions are subtly proposed, he would never accept it...’
Thinking of this, Sharo sighed inwardly.
Looks like she will lost her life here.
"Your plea, I will respond."
Just as despair grew in her heart.
Heisatan’s voice descended.
Along with his voice, two things enshrouded by black mist and phantom black tentacles fell together.
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