in the name of the queen.

"No one is allowed to leave Risenburg!"

"No one is allowed to propose approaching the mainland early!"

"The purpose of our existence is to point out the direction for the goddess to descend, not to act blindly!"

This is a death order issued by Darlang, the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Legion of Divine Punishment.

It cannot be said that his relationship with the commander-in-chief of the third and fourth legions was very harmonious. It could only be said that they were incompatible. After all, they believed in different goddesses.

But on this important decision that would determine the future of the God's Punishment Legion, they reluctantly chose to move in unison with the arrogant Darlan.

There's nothing we can do. Although this old guy is arrogant, he still has a clear mind.

After the Sixth Legion was annihilated and the elite troops attacking Darkness were wiped out again, they had to admit that the current strength of the Divine Punishment Legion alone was not enough to eliminate the increasingly rampant blasphemers.

"We have waited for so many years, so we might as well wait a little longer. As long as the Sanctuary returns, everything will be fine."

This is the consensus among several commanders and senior officials of the Divine Punishment Legion.

They were all once the top powers in the Holy Land, and the Holy Land was their comfort zone.

The Day of Return forced their strength ceiling to level four, which was a serious weakening of them.

They did not believe that a mere human who had just broken through the sanctuary could compete with them.

As soon as the day of the sanctuary's return arrives, all these damn blasphemers will be destroyed.

Be patient, you must be patient!
No matter how dirty the methods these damned human blasphemers use, we have to endure it!

In short, they are determined to be cuckolds, waiting for the day of the return of the sanctuary to give those damn blasphemers a big surprise.

It would be best if we could wipe out all the blasphemers, but if that is not possible, we should at least crush their hopes and clear the way for the goddess to come.

There was no objection to this decision within the God's Punishment Legion. Their disagreement was only about who could gain more merit and who could gain the favor of the goddess they believed in.

They never thought about leaving the island, nor did they ever think that the sanctuary would lose to the blasphemers after returning.

Although it was embarrassing for the turtle to be a tortoise on the island, the elementals' sense of shame was much stronger than that of humans, so they could endure it.

At least that's what they think.

until
The huge shadow of the goddess appeared in the sky above Lisenburg.

The patrolman who discovered this scene blew the horn immediately and called everyone to come out to worship.

Seeing that it was the projection of the Goddess of Light, the Fifth Legion commander-in-chief Darlang was both excited and nervous.

He hadn't seen the goddess' projection for a long time.

As a high-ranking servant of the goddess, he certainly knew how high the price was for the goddess to cast her projection.

Every time the projection of God descends, it consumes the power of the Goddess.

The goddess will not easily cast her projection unless there is a compelling reason to do so.

When Darlang saw the projection of the goddess, his first reaction was not joy, but uneasiness.

He did complete the task assigned by the Goddess, annihilating all the blasphemers of the Fifth Era and destroying almost all traces of the blasphemers.

But human rebels still exist, they will just continue to cause chaos in the next era as magicians and supernatural beings.

Just like flies, the arrival of cold winter only temporarily wipes out their traces, and they will breed again once the climate is suitable.

Strictly speaking, his mission was not completed perfectly. If the losses in the punitive war were taken into account, his mission completion was only passing.

The good news was that the other legions had even worse records. With the simple idea that he could be the champion as long as he surpassed all competitors, Darlang's uneasy mood improved slightly.

What are you afraid of? The goddess has an even worse existence under her command, the Sixth Legion.

He just didn't complete the mission perfectly. Not only did the Sixth Legion fail in the initial mission, but it was also completely wiped out afterwards, which severely encouraged the arrogance of the blasphemers.

If the Sixth Legion sent fewer, there wouldn't be a constant supply of blasphemers.

Darlang had already thought of an explanation. He planned to quietly push the Sixth Legion out to take the blame and disgust the Third and Fourth Legions at the same time.

They also did a terrible job.

After all, the blasphemers they were responsible for eliminating had direct descendants who were still alive and some were even active on the blasphemy front.

The leader of the human rebels was none other than the great sage of the elves back then, his right-hand man was the princess back then, and even the earth spirits of that time were brought under his command.

Is this also called eradication?

Thinking of the poor performance of his peers, Darlang instantly straightened his back. He even felt that the goddess might have come to him as a reward.

Even though the goddess has been very cold towards the God's Punishment Legion in recent years, it was all a test, a test!

Darlang, with his firm faith, raised his head respectfully and admired the goddess's heroic figure.

Other believers also looked up.

There are only a little over 10,000 elementals in Lisenberg, and the other tens of millions are devout believers and their descendants selected from all over the world.

The loyalty of these people gradually wavered after the defeat of the Sixth Legion and the destruction of the vanguard troops. The advent of the goddess' projection made them happy but also a little uneasy.

Did the goddess sense that their faith was not strong enough?

Everyone had their own concerns, but no one considered whether the projection was real.

They all fell into a huge blind spot in thinking.

Forging the goddess projection is an absolutely taboo felony, and even among blasphemy crimes it is a top crime.

Anyone who violates this rule will be punished with complete annihilation.

Because of this, fake goddess projections have almost never happened in history.

But just because it has never happened doesn’t mean it won’t happen.

If someone is determined to have sex with the goddess to the end, even if it has already been a serious crime, would he still care about aggravating the crime?

Unlike the excitement of the believers of Light, the believers of the two major sects of Abundance and Nature were a little embarrassed.

No matter whether they come here for rewards or to punish, other people’s goddesses are at least still paying attention here.

Their goddess has never expressed anything.

Be it punishment or encouragement, they worked hard for the goddess after all, risking their lives, but in the end they didn't even say a word. You can imagine the pain in their hearts.

They dared not criticize the gods and could only blame themselves.

Now that I see other people's goddesses, the hidden bitterness is naturally doubly fermented.

No matter what, the arrival of the projection of the Goddess of Light was a fact, and they could only kneel on one knee to show their respect.

Even if you are not a god you follow, you still have to show enough respect to him.

Just as everyone looked up, another projection appeared behind the goddess projection.

Everyone was in a daze.

God's glory is unique and exclusive.

When one god sends down his projection, the projections of other gods cannot be sent down at the same time. This is an iron rule.

Darlan's brain was turning into a mess.

Who is that male projection?
If he is just a mortal, how can he be on par with the goddess?! If not, then what is he?
Just when Darlang's mind went blank, the goddess leaned over in front of the man in front of everyone.

This is?

Risenburg fell into a deathly silence.

They finally understood that nuns didn't always bend over to pray, but there were many other ways.

Looking at the towering projection, the worldview of all believers collapsed.

This feeling is like a knight who has fought a bloody battle and is returning to the castle stepping on the corpses of his enemies. When he reports the results of the battle to the princess whom he has protected with his life, he is shocked to find that the princess is covered in blood and is gasping for breath.

This is a real collapse. The speed at which the believers' worldview collapses is inversely proportional to the firmness of their faith.

The first person to go crazy was Darlan.

He didn't understand what went wrong, why a projection of a goddess doing such a thing would unexpectedly come to the human world, but some fragments flashed through his memory.

The Goddess had been invited to a banquet by the Lord more than once.

At that time, he thought that the Lord valued the goddess, but now thinking back, the goddess's expression was very strange.

He understood, he understood everything.

Beneath the holy appearance of the Goddess of Light, she actually has a lustful heart.

There are many gods whose private lives are open, but these gods do not hide their actions and even take pride in it.

And more gods are maintaining their aloof and holy image.

The same is true for the Goddess of Light.

This kind of deity is also called the virgin goddess. They are pure and flawless and are worshipped as idols by all believers.

Once their holy cloak is stripped off, are they still the high and mighty goddesses?
Darlang didn't have an answer, but someone had already handed in the answer impatiently.

"No! I don't believe it!"

A desperate cry came from somewhere.

No one can describe the despair contained in that sad and hoarse voice.

Even if he saw his mother covered in blood, he wouldn't necessarily be so desperate.

This is complete and utter denial.

It is a complete denial of his life.

Everything he does is a joke, he himself is a pathetic creature who plays the clown either without the mask.

As the first person who collapsed let out a desperate cry, more and more people roared, cried, roared, and screamed. The entire Lissenburg was shrouded and torn by countless negative emotions, becoming a veritable hell on earth.

Risenburg is no paradise.

The slavery practiced here has been completely eliminated by mainstream society.

In the name of faith, human believers become slaves of the elementals of the God's Punishment Legion.

Their lives and minds are in the hands of these guys who have a closer relationship with the goddess.

The only reason they accepted such harsh conditions was their faith.

The holiness of the goddess, the kindness of the goddess, the majesty of the goddess.

No matter how boring life is, they can persevere as long as there is hope in life.

But now their reason to continue collapsed.

If the goddess is no longer holy, does her kindness and majesty still exist?
This answer doesn't seem to be that important. For a goddess who is packaged so perfectly, if there is a flaw, even just a small one, it will be a huge defect.

Such is religious fanaticism.

Believers will use their imaginations to deceive themselves and tell themselves that they have made the right choice.

Once their beliefs are shattered, the backlash is the most severe.

Someone howled and rushed towards the nearest elemental, and stabbed him hard in the chest while he was confused.

The splashing lava killed the attacker before the attacked, but the elemental's screams woke up more people.

Kill them, kill them!
These are the bastards who are deceiving us!
We are blinded!
The believers' eyes were red as blood, and their anger needed a way to vent.

When they discovered that elementals could also be hurt, they finally became furious.

Countless human believers rushed towards the accomplices who dragged them into the abyss, these damned God's Punishment Legion liars.

Val City, the tallest magic tower.

Christine looked at the scene in front of her indifferently, without any emotion on her face, but the sweat on her palms betrayed her true feelings.

Even after so much time, she still feels uneasy.

Roland held her hand, glanced at the surveillance footage casually, and asked a question to divert attention, "Do you think they have a chance of success?"

"Sadly, no."

Christine said calmly: "Even if it's just the remnants of the God's Punishment Legion, they can't deal with it."

"I don't think so."

Roland rarely refuted Christine's judgment.

His eyes sparkled with confidence, "They may not be able to destroy the God's Punishment Legion, but they can inflict heavy damage."

"Elementals basically have combat capabilities that are no less powerful than superhumans. You know the destructive power of superhumans better than I do." Christine looked at Roland with some confusion.

"If it were normal times, I would completely agree with your judgment. But what the God's Punishment Legion lost was their faith, while what the human believers lost were only their shackles. They have nothing to lose, and the fighting power they unleash will be astonishing."

Christine was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, breathing a little rapidly.

"If your judgment is correct, we have missed the best opportunity. Now, as long as we have an elite team of extraordinary people and take action, we can completely solve the hidden danger!"

"I thought so too." Roland nodded.

Christine closed her eyes, her regret evident in her words.

Seeing her unwilling expression, Roland's lips curled up slightly.

"Don't worry, dear. How could I miss the opportunity to take advantage of the situation? While you were planning this wonderful show, I had already made arrangements. Katarina was in charge of the sea transportation, Sif and Lisa were leading the team personally, and the extraordinary people had all set off."

Christine opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes full of surprise, "Really?"

"Can you fool people about this?" Roland frowned.

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant..." Christine stopped talking midway.

It would be rude to finish saying it.

After all, what she almost blurted out was doubting Roland's strategic planning ability.

Christine's cheeks flushed slightly, and the negative emotions just now disappeared, replaced by a little embarrassment.

Roland certainly wouldn't argue with his lovely girlfriend. After taking a glance at the surveillance footage and confirming that the situation was developing in the same way as he expected, he shifted his focus to comforting his girlfriend.

The more devout the faith, the more violent the rebound will be after it is shattered.

The most devout believer in the world is Christine, so naturally she suffers the most severe backlash.

She needed to vent, to vent hard.

Of course he knew what to do now.

While Christine was still confused, Roland's kiss had already been imprinted fiercely on her lips.

By the time she reacted, her clothes had fallen one by one under the chair in the monitoring center and were scattered all over the floor.

This is the monitoring room with the best view in the world, but it is also a special space that cannot be monitored.

Against the backdrop of the bloody massacre in Lisenberg, the land of God's punishment, they merged into one, indistinguishable from each other.

Christine closed her eyes and enjoyed the double pleasure.

She wondered silently what the difference was between what she was doing and what Tia was doing, but she soon had the answer.

After deciding to become Roland's girlfriend, she immediately made their relationship public and no longer maintained that holy cloak.

She would never use Roland as a stepping stone to ascend to the divine realm.

They are different. (End of this chapter)