Alamani the Damned.

A name crossed the Glory's mind, and then a sharp retreat, distancing himself from the attacker and his companions, including Aina and Regana—not a sign of distrust, but simply a necessary response based on the nature of the enemy.

Alaniman, the high priest of Pandimaninan on the stele has a long history - this high priest who fell under the magic of money, is the scum of the scum, perhaps because he knows the truth of the world, so he indulges in his voice, and spends his days either busy holding banquets in the temple or having fun with the invited warblers, and the sacred temple is not full of filth, but it is also dyed pink.

It is conceivable that under the persuasion of Mammon, the fall was inevitable.

Thus, he became the first domino to fall, the first cultist of Pandimaninan - the first flame of order, contaminated from its source.

The depraved, the polluter, the oathbreaker, the heartbreaker......

When King Solomon pacified the demon kings of all directions and sealed Mammon, he deliberately removed the rotten and corrupted soul of the betrayer and imposed the most vicious curse.

- The curse of eternal life.

He gave it, he gave it that pathetic and abominable soul, a life that could never end.

In this hated, cursed form.

Neither the living nor the dead, but a blasphemous being in between.

Distorted form, alienated senses, completely lost will, what exists here now is only the wreckage of Alaniman's humanity, just a demon who was once a human being, just a monster that must be killed, and it is extremely difficult to kill.

King Solomon's curse.

With his current ability, he simply can't unravel it, and there's no need to untie it.

Because...... Eternal life does not mean immortality.

It can be killed, it can be killed, but after it is killed, the remaining flesh will be put back together, and the soul will be summoned once more to continue this never-ending cycle.

This is a punishment for the betrayer, a gruesome punishment.

Just looking at its withered face, which resembled a corrupt zombie rather than a human, at its mummy-like shriveled body, at the fine white fuzz that covered its body, and at its left arm, which was unreasonably swollen to the point of almost two-thirds of its body, was enough to make everyone who saw it realize how harsh the punishment would be for those who broke their oaths, and ...... There is no peace.

This method not only shows the domineering, but also does not lose the royal way, I have to say that the title of the king of wisdom does not have any moisture.

Of course, no amount of praise for the wisdom of his predecessors could alleviate the pressure he had to face.

Amy Ulysses wasn't the first person to encounter the Cursed Alamani, in fact, when the Prophet Alliance discovered the place and began to decipher the text on the stele, it was suddenly attacked by this monster - the only member of the team who was proficient in the ancient language died directly under the sudden attack, and the remaining four were killed by the captain's awakening ability at the terrible cost of two minor injuries, one serious injury, and one death.

But nothing was gained.

Flesh with strong erosive properties may be able to be stored as venom, but it is of little value and difficult to collect—not everyone can have a large heart that ignores the wriggling flesh under their feet and takes samples.

And the filthy blood of a pint can only be exchanged for three points.

The threat is completely disproportionate to the gain, and the only benefit is presumably...... You don't need to worry about running out of materials, after all, it's an inexhaustible supply of raw materials.

Alchemists might like it?

Should it be said that it is worthy of the work of the sage king?

The young Glory Dodge the monster's clumsy onslaught, and his mind runs the train without bounds.

Alamani the Cursed is not powerful, and according to the information provided by the Prophet Alliance, its difficulty lies in its completely unsolvable ultra-fast regeneration, and its highly corrosive and poisonous flesh - when chopped down, it will not only sputter everywhere, but also volatilize in air or water, it can be said that it is extremely dangerous, and instead of leaving the whole team to take risks, it is better to have the most skilled combatants fight alone and drag it to death, or...... Ask for it.

Amy's choice will naturally only be the latter species.

He's going to crucify it here—as the High Priest of the city of Hemtika.

As a high priest, he couldn't understand why Alamani ended up turning his back on the fire - on the other hand, it was not uncommon for the newborn Mammon to be able to move around the city shrouded in the light of order, and similar to the murderer, the high demons born from the evil thoughts of humans would not trigger the fire defense mechanism, but as the carrier of the fire in the material world, how could the high priest who was in charge of the firstborn fire be deceived by the demons?

The record on the stele must have hidden many secrets, and the truth of the betrayal of the high priest who served the fire will never be as simple and straightforward as described on the stele, and there will inevitably be quite a lot of insider information in it.

Perhaps, it will also have something to do with the reality of the world?

Unfortunately, in the long period of thousands of years, its already incomplete soul has been washed away from the last vestiges of reason and intellect, and has become a complete monster.

The secret is buried deep in the ground with the death of the insider, and all the boy now asks for is a peace of mind—as if by killing it, he can prove that he will not become it, that he will not become a man like Alamani, that he will not turn his back on the fire and plunge into the darkness.

Spike!

Spotting a gap, the Glorious One slammed into three steps and two steps, and the heavy sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, piercing the monster's left arm collarbone with incredible precision, and then nailed to the ruins of the temple.

And then—

Withdraw!

Rolling on the spot, Amy Ulysses perfectly avoided the filthy blood that bloomed like a flower, just choked on a few mouthfuls of strong corrosive poisonous gas, covered her mouth and nose not far away, and coughed constantly, as if this would soothe the burning pain in her throat.

Spat out a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, his condition improved, and immediately returned his gaze to the cursed Alamani whom he had crucified against the ruins - the monster was not physically dead, but had been nailed through the collarbone that took up at least a third of the size of his arm, and would not be able to get up again for a while.

"One sword missing. ”

He said that he took the heavy sword handed by one of the support team, approached without hurry, and used the sword wind to split the slightly sparse poisonous gas, and then stared at its godless black eyes.

"The reality of the world is too cruel. ”

For some reason, the Glory's minds unconsciously conjured up the faces of Ignati and Edgar, and their concern for him in his thirst for the truth.

Alamani may have been one of those who fell into collapse after learning the truth, and this is the only way to explain why he fell into self-reception, why he became an oathbreaker, and why he became the first cultist of Pandimaninan when he was able to see through the demons for what they were.

In this way, the doubts are answered.

With the sword in hand, the young man's steps paused slightly, and then he moved again.

Draw your sword, swing it, slash!

In one go, filthy blood that melted steel splattered from the wound, and with it, an ugly head like a hickory.

"It's a pity that I'm not you. ”

Amy Ulysses pushed away the still spasmodic corpse in front of her, and let the filthy blood spurt and spread into the distance, just staring at its dull eyes, and said word by word:

"It won't be you. ”

Then he pulled out the heavy sword nailed to the broken wall, and then turned around, not even looking at the corpse that fell to the ground behind him.