The crowd standing in the central square fell into a deep trance.

But in the next second, they all woke up.

What just happened?

It seemed that in an instant, they witnessed Victor's sudden appearance in front of Hermes.

However, they only saw the appearance of Victor.

In everyone's vague memory, Victor neither spoke nor moved.

But at this moment, when they suddenly looked at Hermes, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

They saw Hermes's golden pupils, which were already dull and hollow.

In the depths of his pupils, not even a trace of the light in front of him could be reflected, and his clear consciousness seemed to have been eaten away.

It's like a soulless shell, standing alone on the earth.

Everyone felt a little strange, how did the god who was extremely arrogant just now suddenly become like this?

Among them, only Oberly turned his back and looked at Victor thoughtfully.

Seeing that the god suddenly lost consciousness, many residents boldly stepped forward and looked at the god curiously.

Hermes in their eyes was like a body with its eyes open but in a deep coma.

The once proud god has now become so downtrodden, which inevitably causes everyone to point fingers at Hermes.

Is that worthy to be called God? Bah. ”

"If I were a believer and knew that these gods were actually like this, I would have wanted to hang myself."

"Fortunately, the Empire has banned the belief in the gods."

There was a heated discussion among all the people present, and they felt more and more that the Empire was right to ban the belief in the gods.

Because Hermes, as a god, behaved too fragile and powerless.

This is a far cry from the traditional impression that the people generally have of the gods - sublime and invincible.

Despite being inhabitants of the empire, they were forbidden to worship gods.

But the impression of the gods in childhood or in a long life is supposed to be noble and invincible.

Instead of being as depressed and powerless as Hermes in front of him now.

After this battle, everyone present in the Empire realized a fact

It turns out that the gods are not as mysterious and noble as they think.

Gods like Hermes will even use special divine powers and strategies to use their scheming against humans.

At this moment, the majesty of the gods, which was hidden in everyone's hearts, collapsed.

Shattered into a mess of dust, dissipated and gone.

God? Humans with good luck.

Except for their divine powers, they are no different from ordinary people.

It's just that when the people present pointed at Hermes, who was unconscious.

They didn't notice.

In the depths of Hermes's frozen pupils that were as solid as golden sand and empty consciousness, a pitch-black and red eyeball flickered.

Like a spark, it flickered slightly from time to time.

Victor didn't look at Hermes anymore, but slowly raised his head, staring at the sky with a deep gaze.

The thick clouds that piled up like fiery clouds above the sky gradually began to fade.

The layers of clouds gradually broke apart, turning into huge red clouds, which slowly dissipated.

The darkness faded, and the light gradually spilled from the sky, piercing the layers of blue and clear sky.

When everything around her gradually calmed down, Erica, who was floating in mid-air, slowly fell back to the earth.

She frowned, her two clear eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and she asked Victor a little nervously:

"Professor, you ...... Are you okay? ”

Erica, who had recovered, suddenly remembered.

Just now, because of Professor Victor's sudden disappearance, her whole body fell into extreme anxiety.

Hermes, who glowed with golden light, continued to burst out with arrogant words against the professor, which made Erica, who was already anxious, unbearable.

She subconsciously put on the professor's trench coat and unconsciously used the residual calamity power on the trench coat.

And, she called the professor by his first name.

These things, Erica doesn't think anything about them.

Although she was extremely happy to see Professor Victor reappear.

But thinking of what she had done before, Erica was extremely nervous.

She wasn't sure if Professor Victor had heard her call her by her name, or if he would blame her for it.

Just as Erica was torn in her heart, Victor had already turned his head and looked at her.

She hurriedly took off her wide trench coat and handed it to Victor again.

"Right...... That's right, Professor. ”

"Your trench coat."

Victor looked at the familiar black trench coat that Erica handed her and whispered "thank you" to her.

At this moment, all the thoughts in Erica's mind have vanished.

In its place, there was a heart full of joy.

Did she succeed in helping Professor Victor?

Erica didn't know.

It's just that at that time, in my mind, there was obviously a special impulse.

She had to put on this trench coat and use the power in it.

And Erica doesn't know.

This trench coat is the embodiment of Victor's calamity power.

In the prison of judgment, the mighty power of calamity is mercilessly sealed.

However, it was in the midst of such adversity that Erica unexpectedly activated the power of calamity sealed in the depths of the trench coat.

The sleeping powers of calamity, awakened by some inexplicable call, instinctively sought out their masters to draw power.

Thus, in a prison away from the calamity, Victor unexpectedly reconnects with this force.

Perhaps, it was really lucky.

Only Erica can contact Calamity, and only Erica can put on his trench coat and use his Calamity powers.

Victor gently took the trench coat and waved his arm in the air.

The trench coat made an elegant arc and landed on him.

The moment Victor put on the trench coat, it seemed that he had regained his original temperament, and his hands naturally fell into his pockets.

Looking at the familiar figure, Erica was slightly stunned.

Because of Professor Victor in front of him, he always felt that something was strange.

But she couldn't say anything strange.

Under Erica's gaze, Victor wore a trench coat and swayed gently in the breeze, the hem of which fluttered lightly.

Step by step, he walked towards the Gate of Heaven, summoned by Hermes.

Looking at the Gate of Heaven, Victor reached out and gently touched the door frame.

Feeling the heat coming from the palm of his hand, he raised his head again, his eyes piercing through the thousands of twisted ghosts behind the door.

Behind the door, the deep red smoke was gone.

The ferocious red flames had stained the space behind the door red.

At this moment, this gate that was clearly a gate to the sky seemed to have become a terrifying entrance to hell.

Millions of ghosts struggled in the red flames, echoing through the scorching space.

At this time, Erica stared at Victor's figure hidden by the trench coat, and always felt a little inexplicable uncalm in her heart.

"Do you feel it too?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice broke her musings, causing her to snap back from her thoughts.

Erica turned her head, her gaze falling to the side, and a touch of pure white caught her eye.

Kocot sat on the clouds and floated to Erica's side, his eyes staring at Victor's back.

Her brow was furrowed, her eyes were deep, and her face was full of worry and seriousness.

Obviously, Victor only disappeared for about half a day.

However, Kocot always felt that Victor seemed to have been fighting for a long time.

And now, standing in front of her, Victor brings her a strange and illusory feeling.

It was as if his whole being was in a state of unreality.

Kokot had a hunch in his heart.

It seems that it won't be long before Victor disappears again as before.

When he thought of this possibility, Corcot couldn't help but hope in his heart.

Her sensitivity is just an illusion.

However, as a nature elf, her instincts for life have never gone wrong.

Just when Kocot was looking at Victor's back a little distracted, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the front.

"Cocott, come here."

Hearing Victor's words, Kokot's body trembled slightly.

But she quickly calmed down, sat down on the clouds and slowly floated over:

"What's wrong?"

Victor didn't look back at her, his gaze still staring deeply at the huge flaming gate in front of him.

And Kokot also experienced the experience of seeing this gate of heaven up close, and felt the mystery and majesty of this supreme gate of heaven. The powerful aura shook her heart.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The power of this door seems to be beyond people's imagination.

Even the combined efforts of all the mages of the Mage Council could not create such a miracle.

It is a true creation of the gods.

Although until now, Kokot did not understand what the true purpose of this Supreme Heavenly Gate was.

Even Hermes had just said a whole bunch of plans about their gods' long-simmering plans.

But now, Victor, who was beside her, spoke:

"Go tell Heimhorn that they can take Hermes."

Victor's words echoed in the air:

"The gods' plan is over."

Hearing this, Cocote nodded, and echoed softly:

"Oh, I know ......"

"One more thing."

Cocott was interrupted in the middle of his sentence.

She stared blankly as Victor turned his head, his eyes shining with a serious, deep light that seemed to pierce her soul.

And when she and Victor looked at each other, Cocott's eyes were instantly filled with horror.

His eyes trembled involuntarily as he stared at the scene in disbelief.

Behind Victor, she witnessed a thrilling scene.

A skeleton draped in a red broken veil stood behind Victor.

The slender body was almost twice Victor's height.

The skeleton's slender arm gripped a cold-glowing scythe and rested across Victor's neck.

It seems that at any moment, with a slight stroke, Victor's head can be cut off and taken away.

Korcott watched this scene, his body couldn't help but tremble, his lips trembled slightly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Speechless and weak, she could only stare anxiously at Victor, who had a calm expression.

At this time, Victor also lowered his head.

In Victor's eyes, a line of bright red text appeared below his vision:

Curse of the Inquisitor - You have succeeded in killing the Inquisitor, but the Judge's eternal death curse will imprint it deep in your soul. 】

[Effect: After twelve hours, you will die-]

[Countdown: 10:29:20]

Victor stared at the words, but said to Corcot with great calm:

"Take care of my family."

"I think I'll go a long way away and get my life back."