Having said that, it is impossible for Sivi to be so reckless as to just do nothing and directly descend to help his followers destroy all the enemies.

Therefore, according to his previous habits, he first used the Vision to find the group of original believers who were in prison, intending to understand the current situation in the shortest possible time.

As a result, he found that the original believers who were considered gamblers and the like did not seem to be what he thought.

Although they looked quite embarrassed, and the armor and weapons on their bodies looked tattered due to lack of maintenance, just from their every move, and the tattered but still unified equipment belonging to a certain organization.

After a little comparison of the remaining records of the Godhead, Sivi immediately understood that the identity of this group of believers might be more troublesome than he thought.

They are the original founders of the Church of the God of Games and the survivors of the fallen kingdom of 'Tiera'.

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In the dense forest, which used to be uninhabited, there were dense shrubs and towering trees everywhere, and the canopy of trees that covered the sky filled the sky above the forest, making the whole forest look extremely dark, and if it were not for the fact that there was still a little sunlight stubbornly shining through the canopy and casting a few spots of light in the forest, I am afraid that it would be difficult to tell whether it was day or night.

At this time, a young girl in military uniform was running briskly on the sheep intestine path in the forest, and her long pale blonde hair tied into a ponytail continued to sway with her steps, and the touch of gold seemed to be more dazzling than the sun.

There are also several people with extraordinary skills around her, who seem to be protected by guards and others.

Suddenly, the girl tripped over the air root on the ground and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the oldest guard next to her reached out and helped her.

"Thank you, Uncle Carol."

The sweaty and panting girl who was tired from long-distance running thanked.

"This is what I should do, Your Highness."

The man looked much more relaxed than the girl, and replied in a serious and rigid manner: "It's already quite a distance from Lancaster City, and it's difficult to track in the dense forest, so let's take a break." ”

"I thought that our stronghold in Lancaster would only be destroyed by the rebel kings' army......" The girl was no longer reckless when she heard this, she didn't sit directly on the ground, but just found a tree to lean on at random, with a look of unwillingness: "I didn't expect to be forced to this point by the Evil God Sect that appeared out of nowhere." ”

“…… Because the god of games has abandoned us. The middle-aged man's tone was flat.

"That's disrespectful, Uncle Carol." The girl said with a wry smile.

That being said, she didn't mean to blame, more just laughing at herself.

In fact, while the remnants of Tiera still follow the rules of the past, almost all of them know that the god of games has abandoned them.

Come to think of it, even when the great power of Tiera was invaded by foreign enemies and was on the verge of extinction, the god did not show even the slightest miracle, and there were only a few of them at this time, and it was impossible to gain the mercy of the gods.

"Why, compared to this, would the people of that cult know about our hidden stronghold in Lancaster?" The girl, who had long been accustomed to the cruel blow of reality, shook her head, and threw aside the little distrust of the god of games in her heart: "Obviously, even those traitorous agents haven't found ......"

"I can answer Miss Leah's questions on that point."

A sharp and piercing voice with undisguised malice suddenly sounded, causing the girl and her group to immediately make a vigilant move.

But soon, their defensive expressions all turned to deep despair.

In the midst of the lush forests around them, many people wearing black cloaks and eerie black and white masks appeared on their faces.

The girl was all too familiar with these guys - their secret stronghold in Lancaster was captured by these cultists!

At this time, the girl and her party were completely surrounded by these cultists.

The man who spoke was presumably the leader of the cultists, and he slowly walked out of the crowd, raised his right hand, and the black cloak slipped off, revealing his scarred right hand.

On the index finger of his right hand rested an insect that looked like a large purple fly, and at the moment it was rubbing its large compound eyes with its forefoot.

"This is a black corpse fly, as a demon pet that can be tamed, although it has no role in fighting or the like, it can accurately distinguish the corpse odor on every believer who believes in the 'rotten evil bones' adult." The other party said proudly, "It's too easy to track you down. ”

Before the girl's mind could turn, the guard next to her let out a scream, and she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to find that the middle-aged man Carol, who had been with a straight face, suddenly slashed a guard to death.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Carol, what are you doing!" The girl asked in alarm.

"Don't you understand, the smell that the black corpse flies are tracking is this Carol, the head of your guard!" The leader of the cult let out a slightly maniacal laugh, "From the very beginning, this Uncle Carol, whom you respect so much, has fallen to us and become a follower of Lord Rotten Evil Bones!" ”

"How could it be ......," the girl looked incredulous.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

Carol was as expressionless as usual, and she couldn't see the slightest sense of apology: "You should know very well that my wife and daughter died in the Great Patriotic War in Tiera. I will never forget the tragic sight of their bodies...... My heart has been tormented by the fire of revenge every moment in the past few years, but having experienced the Great Patriotic War, I know very well how much difference there is between an army protected by the gods and an army abandoned by the gods, and the weak god of the game cannot help me with revenge, so I decided to sell my soul to a god who can give me the power of revenge. ”

"So in the end, am I just a ladder in your path of revenge, Uncle Carol?" The girl's body trembled slightly, and the feeling of being betrayed by the person she trusted most made her fall into an ice cave.

"To be precise, it can only be counted as a vote. We will train you well and give it to the nobles of the Empire, 'Her Royal Highness Princess Tiera', and I believe that this title will allow us to get a lot of good things from those fat pigs." The cult leader interjected, "That's what they do." ”

"I won't let you get your wish!" The girl bit her lower lip and drew her sword.

The other guards followed her movements, aiming their weapons at the surrounding heretics and the 'former' head of the guard who had rebelled against the Church.

"That's what other women we've given as gifts have said the same, but that's okay, there are people in us who are very good at it." The leader of the cult didn't seem to mind the weapon in the girl's hand at all, and his mood became even higher: "After a while, you will become as docile as them." ”

"I'm sorry." Carol said dryly, and he raised his sword at the girl.

"You have turned your back on God, and you will be punished." The slightly trembling girl said sharply.

"I once believed in the god of games as much as you did, but he did not help His Majesty when Tiera perished; They didn't help me when my wife and daughter were killed by the rebel army. Carol said coldly: "So at this moment, he will not help Your Highness." ”

"That god-sama is such a cold-blooded and ruthless being."