This man...
Was he Demon Lucifer reincarnated?
Calvin stared at Xian Zong in a daze, his trembling left hand pressed over his lower abdomen.
The Radiant One, Son of the Priest, Calvin had experienced the greatest highs and lows of his life over the past three days.
The great low was falling from his pedestal, being abandoned by the people, disappointing his believers, even having the Saintess stolen away by the Child of Curse. His promotion to Second-tier Sorcerer had been delayed again and again. It was truly rock bottom.
But fortunately, there was also a great joy—he was pregnant!
Calvin could feel that another life force had appeared within his abdomen.
The two filthy creatures from the void were only embryo-sized, yet they wriggled against each other, their tiny hearts beating.
And it was fucking double happiness.
"I'm going... to kill you."
Calvin gritted his teeth, his eyes bulging bloodshot.
He swore that he would grind the bastard before him to dust and torture him by the cruelest means possible.
He would pull out his teeth, skin him alive, and use the methods reserved for interrogating the most dangerous heretics to give this bastard a taste of a Saint's craft!
Over the years, he had interrogated quite a few ordinary people.
After his friendly interrogations, every Child of Darkness suspected of being an Esoteric Cultist had confessed to being one. Thus, Calvin had great confidence in his skills.
He swore he would make the latter's wails resound through the heavens!
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!"
Ansu watched him calmly, without the slightest trace of fear on his face. He merely raised one index finger and curled it at Calvin. "Come here."
Calvin felt like his head was about to explode from rage.
He raised his staff and charged forward, dragging his huge belly behind him. Xian Zong, meanwhile, did not hesitate in the slightest—he turned and ran!
This scoundrel had none of the noble virtue of respecting the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, or pregnant people. He directly started a hundred-meter race with a heavily pregnant man.
Thus, beneath the blood moon on the wasteland, an unusual scene unfolded:
A young man with upright features and a winter school uniform strode confidently across the plain. His eyes were self-assured and his expression calm, as though he were an athlete on the school sports field, racing toward the dreams of youth.
Following desperately behind the athlete was a pregnant man whose belly was twice the size of a tire, his face twisted in painful constipation. He had to gasp twice for every few steps he ran.
Yet despite competing while pregnant, he remained determined and refused to give up. There was a beautiful Paralympic spirit to him. This was the spirit of an athlete.
Never give up, never leave anyone behind.
Clearly, both contestants had competed with skill, style, and, above all, fairness.
The only slight regret was that Calvin's forty-percent slowing buff outweighed the Wind Spirit's thirty-percent speed buff, making him even slower than usual.
Meanwhile, after several days of the Mother Goddess of Life's blessed Baptism, Brother Xian Zong's physical abilities had far surpassed what they once were.
When a top student gained the physical prowess of a sports student, he became invincible—before long, he had left Calvin far behind.
But Calvin knew that this was only temporary.
The slowing buff would last only ten minutes, while his Wind Spirit lasted fifteen. As long as he held on and did not lose sight of the target, he would soon catch up to this brat and pierce him through with his final Spear of Light.
More importantly, the other Saints were nearby.
There were twenty Saints in total, each at least a Second-tier Sorcerer. And Agnes, captain of the Holy Knights and that emotionally intelligent female knight, was nearly a Fourth-tier Sorcerer!
They could easily hunt this heretic down on the spot!
Every Saint who hunted witches carried a Demonic Artifact that shared locations.
If anyone went missing, the Saints would quickly come looking—within ten minutes at most.
That was Calvin's support, his hidden trump card.
This heretic named Xian Zong would ultimately pay for his arrogance!
Through the location-sharing Demonic Artifact, Calvin could sense the other Saints rapidly approaching. They were riding horses, far faster than the two of them on foot.
He could already hear the faint sound of hoofbeats in the distance.
Moreover, eight minutes had already passed. The Gift of the Gods was about to wear off.
Perhaps knowing his fate, or perhaps hearing the Holy Knights approaching, Ansu, who was running ahead of him, slowly came to a halt. Perhaps he had given up resisting.
This man was at the end of his rope.
A Holy Spear condensed in Calvin's hand as he slowly approached Ansu.
He had never wanted to kill someone so badly. Never wanted so desperately to grind someone to dust.
And now, it was all within reach.
The Holy Knights had appeared at the farthest edge of his vision. Calvin could see Agnes at their head, clad in snow-white armor as she shouted at him from afar.
"Calvin!"
Calvin did not respond. All he wanted now was to kill the man before him with his own hands. He tightened his grip on the Holy Spear, activating his Magic Points, and prepared to drive it straight through the man's back.
"Your teammates are here." Ansu turned back, his expression calm. "Have you been waiting for your teammates all this time?"
I was waiting for my teammates. What were you waiting for?
Calvin's mouth cracked into a smile. The Holy Spear in his hand shot straight out, tearing through the air with immense force as it hurtled toward Ansu—at the same time, Ansu moved. They attacked almost simultaneously.
"All Things Grow," Ansu said softly.
Before the Holy Spear could touch Ansu's body, Enya, hidden in the shadows, struck it down.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Calvin did not lose heart.
He only needed to stall for a dozen seconds until his Holy Knight teammates arrived.
But Ansu's calm face showed a calm smile. "I was waiting for your teammates too."
"I was waiting for this very moment."
Only then did Calvin notice that Ansu had cast another Blessing Magic on him.
And he was no stranger to this spell.
It was the purest and most commonplace Holy Light Magic,
All Things Grow Blessing Magic Low-tier Magic Points Cost: 2 (originally 1) Magic Effect: The Holy Light Goddess blesses all living beings. Those struck by this spell age by half a year, and their physical state changes to that of half a year later, lasting one minute. Magic Description: Child, may holy light shine upon your growth!
Because it was also Blessing Magic, the talisman still did not react.
Surrounded by sacred light, Calvin still did not understand what had happened—until Ansu cast it on him once more.
Calvin realized that he had gotten something wrong.
That Blessing Magic had not been cast on him, but on the beings inside his belly—the twins, those evil Void creatures.
Because the two children shared the same placenta, All Things Grow could affect them both at once.
What was Xian Zong trying to do?
Calvin had vaguely guessed what Brother Xian Zong was thinking, but he did not dare believe it, did not dare face it. Nor did he have the courage to believe it or face it!
He did not have the courage to face that fact.
All Things Grow could age a living being by half a year. Two casts meant one year.
And the gestation period of Void creatures happened to be exactly one year.
Very soon, Calvin realized an even more terrifying fact.
He was a man.
Where were they supposed to come out from?
Half a second later.
"HNNGH! AAAAAAHHHH—!!!!!"
Calvin's wail rang across the plains, resounding through the heavens.
He went into labor.
They were Dragon-Phoenix Twins.
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