Chapter 389

"--That's why the Lord still loves you."

"I see, that's indeed a very good idea."

Completely unfazed by the changes, Edmond laughed again. "To deal with one Avenger, you need two Judges. Interesting, very interesting."

The man who emerged from Greed was Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.

"You who call yourself the Christ of Revenge, you probably can't hear the words of prayer anymore."

Amakusa stated the facts calmly, "But at the same time, I also believe in you, firmly believe that as someone who knows what Hell is, you must also know what is truly precious. You have no plan to assist the Sorcerer King, which means..."

"Shut up, no need for further words. I have no reason to cultivate good relations with someone who is not involved in any grudges or conflicts."

Amakusa initially frowned in disbelief, then his expression changed to one of sudden realization.

"If that's the case, then you didn't cultivate a good relationship with the Outer God either."

The moment Amakusa uttered those words, Jeanne d'Arc and Edmond frowned slightly.

Edmond was surprised that Amakusa had sensed the presence of the Outer God just like him, while Jeanne d'Arc simply shuddered instinctively upon hearing the term 'Outer God.' After all, in the records from the distant past, during her battle with Amakusa against Jue, she was...

Sigh, I can't blame anyone but myself, and I can only blame myself.

Jeanne d'Arc's feelings became somewhat complicated.

"Could it be...?"

"That's right."

Edmond's doubts were resolved as Amakusa quietly revealed the truth.

"The place that should have been the first in the Jealousy Room has been invaded by Outer God, that's all. You, who possess the treasure known as the Monte Cristo Treasure, must be very clear about this. Originally, the Saintess and I shared the same idea, but due to the presence of an external enemy, I have come here."

In other words, Amakusa originally planned to wait until later to join forces with Edmond, but he didn't expect that the Saintess hadn't noticed the information he had discovered and was actually going to fight Edmond. In order to avoid losses of combat power, he came over on his own.

After all, we have to face Outer God, so having more strength is always a good thing.

"Hahaha! So that's the reason! To continue the necessary battle while joining forces?"

Edmond chuckled, uttering a voice that seemed to echo throughout the room, before his expression turned serene. "The judgment is neither mine nor yours; entrust everything to Revenge."

"..."

Unable to keep up with the situation, a completely bewildered Jeanne d'Arc of Arc fell silent.

This Outer God shouldn't be the Outer God I'm thinking of... And why do they both know, but I don't...? Could it be that the environment of the Prison Tower has had some effect on me? That shouldn't be the case, but anyway, we should first join forces to deal with that Outer God who has invaded the Jealousy Room, right...?

"Since you've agreed, may I inquire a little about information concerning the Pride Room, since the Melody that seems to stir the wind is emanating from within Pride Room?"

Upon hearing Amakusa's question, Edmond shook his head.

Because it was a beautiful and dreamlike Melody, as if it could calm the surface of a clear stream, and as if it could help people fall asleep peacefully.

"I am unaware of it, but the Melody emanating from Pride Room seems to be merely an instinctive outpouring, rather than a deliberate connection with Outer God of Jealousy Room."

"Um, may I ask—"

"There's no need, Jeanne d'Arc."

Edmond interrupted Jeanne d'Arc, who was about to ask a question, "It seems that fellow has already arrived."

In the next instant, time seemed to freeze in this space, and at the same time, a small lake with the words 'The Jealousy Room' appeared in a certain part of the space, gradually turning the surrounding area into a 'purple-red' Hell.

In a mere second, the space was already dominated by these two colors, with chunks of meat being thrown into the lake continuously. Some chunks of meat hit the walls and landed, spreading out like a leather carpet. Some chunks of meat even turned into fragments along with the bones, scattering on the floor like minced meat. Blood pools formed by rotting flesh were visible everywhere.

Then, the voice rang out from the blood-red lake.

"I heard a voice, a voice calling my name, Outer God? Hahahaha, this horrible, twisted form is the result of this hateful filth! It is my resentment that has twisted me, twisted me by the title 'Outer God'! I have been defined in this way! So, just like the so-called Outer God! Let Hell engulf everything!"

With only a slight ripple as a signal, it suddenly rises its body from the dark water.

It was an enormous creature with a ferocious fish head, Claws for its hands, and was enveloped in purplish-black smoke.

"My name is Dagon —the wicked god, Dagon!"

Chapter 418 Brother, without you our pantheon would have fallen apart!

Dagon.

He was an ancient and great god worshipped by the Ancient Syria civilization. His Faith spread across the middle Euphrates River region, that is, the central Mesopotamia region. In the upper reaches of the river, he was regarded as the father of gods similar to Enlil or Anu in Mesopotamia.

Long before the Age of Gods existed, the gods in the Babylon region had often encountered this god, after all, he was the god of harvest and Crops. For example, even Ereshkigal, who defeated Nergal and obtained half of his divinity and lived in the Underworld Ereshkigal, had heard of this Deity's reputation, although he was not in his current half-fish, half-human form.

"So that's how it is. It's not Outer God, but a deity whose Faith in Outer God Deity been distorted...?"

Edmond narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the menacing Dagon.

Having witnessed the true Outer God, he naturally noticed the strong 'distorted Faith's emanating from Dagon true form appeared. This was remarkably similar to the concept of the Avenger, famous for Alexandre Dumas's novel, The Count of Monte Cristo.

The once great god of the earth has been corrupted by the 'interpretations' or 'creations' of later generations; the long-standing will of humankind is sometimes a blessing and sometimes a curse.

"The Deity themselves?"

Jeanne d'Arc shook her head. "Even now, with Human Order in such turmoil, it's almost impossible for gods to manifest directly. This Deity named Dagon should only be a Monster aspect of the divine, right?"

I don't think so...

Before Amakusa could finish speaking, a certain aura was seen emanating from the suspended lake.

It was neither a living thing nor an inorganic matter; something dripped from Dagon's mouth onto the ground.

In an instant.

The world of the Prison Tower changed, instantly becoming a world submerged by the sea, where blue death descended in overwhelming force.

In fact, this is not a sea, but a lake with an average salt content. It is essentially a 'sea' that is a mixture of various 'moving lakes' or 'positionless bodies of water' existing around the world, with Central Asia Asian legend of 'Lop Nur, a moving lake' as its main example.

At this moment, all four people present simultaneously raised their guard to the highest level, because what Dagon displayed was undoubtedly 'Deity- level' strength. The two Ruler had participated in the Fa Holy Grail War had seen Tlaloc as a manifestation of a god, the Earl had seen enemies with the Od Machine God in his lifetime, and as for Ritsuka, it was even simpler, he had seen them many times, and he had also seen those above that level.

However, compared to Dagon, who undoubtedly possessed Deity power, everyone's hearts were subconsciously drawn to something high in the distance. It was like an unbelievable illusion, yet also seemed undeniably real. Perhaps because of the sea, they could barely make out some of it.

At the very top, seemingly the deepest part of the ocean, lie countless even deeper and darker black worlds, with the Sun appearing and disappearing on the dark sea.

"Originally, my intention was to collect Faith within this so-called Prison Tower in order to correct this distorted form. It is because people have Faith that a god can be called a god. As long as there is correct Faith, that's enough. With the support of the Faith of my followers, even I, in my distorted state, can become a correct god."

Dagon's statement is actually based on evidence. The Prison Tower may seem to contain only Servant and Ritsuka, but in reality, it contains the wronged souls of many who died within the concept of 'prison'. Therefore, given time, Dagon might actually be able to collect these resentful Faith to correct his Monster appearance.

However, after appearing in the Prison Tower as a distorted Monster, Dagon heard a Melody unlike any of the Deity of the Age of Age of Gods, Melody that he could not forget and deeply cherished. Therefore, under the influence of this Melody, Dagon decided not to correct himself.

He felt that since the world hoped for this, then he should do it, and let the so-called Hell sweep everything away!

According to the Cthulhu Mythos, "Dagon the Father" is an elder of the "Deep Ones" with a huge body. He not only prays to the great Cthulhu, but also actively works to bring Cthulhu back to life as soon as possible. Dagon, who accepts this, instinctively feels that the Melody is Melody emanating from a being far superior to Cthulhu.

"But all that is irrelevant now. Right now, I will kill you all and let this lake sweep across the world!"

At that very moment, Dagon's massive body flashed before everyone's eyes.

That was an astonishing speed, but it was less about speed and more about teleportation. It swung its massive, scaled arm at Amakusa, and even Amakusa's instinctive, subconscious defense was too late.

The shockwave from this attack easily sent the three people around it flying. Amakusa, the target, felt a huge burst of Od erupt from the attack. He couldn't distinguish whether it was a painful or scorching impact. The Od inside his body went out of control, tearing apart some of his internal organs. In addition, his legs, arms, abdomen, and chest were ruptured.

If it were a normal Flesh, it would probably have been shattered. Even a spirit body constructed of Od suffered a similar fate. Fortunately, the Spirit Core was not damaged, so Amakusa did not leave the stage immediately. However, after such a blow, it is impossible to expect Amakusa to return to the stage in the short term.

"Do it!"

With Jeanne d'Arc's imposing shout, the Saintess, seizing the opportunity, channeled her Od into the spreading seawater.

In the next instant, it was as if a small whirlpool was born in the endless sea, spraying towards Dagon along with her Banner.

Unfortunately, Dagon managed to withstand the attack solely with his powerful Flesh. As someone with Deity- like strength, the Servant before him were completely unable to harm him, and ordinary Magecraft could not hurt him.

However--

My journey leads to the realm of vengeance and revenge!

Edmond shouted this.

The 'sea' released by Dagon can be seen as a kind of Bounded Field, within which there is nothing that can contend with it, as is the case.

However, at this moment, Dagon saw that part of the scenery was distorted. An ordinary person would not be able to see it, but for Dagon, who was in charge of all this, it was a shadow that appeared, as if it wanted to devour the darkness of the night. The pitch-black vortex crossed the 'sea' and enveloped the space around him.

Just as Dagon appeared in a flash, Edmond also appeared in front of him in a flash.

"Tiger, blaze brilliantly!"

This is Edmond's Noble Phantasm, a Noble Phantasm of the steely willpower forged within the Hell Château d'If Prison.

Not only does the Count of Count of Monte Cristo imprison the Flesh, but he can also escape the invisible prisons of time and space, High-speed Thought and forcibly manifesting them in his Flesh, thus subjectively achieving supersonic actions comparable to 'time stop'.

That is why they were able to bypass the 'Bounded Field' set up by Dagon and deliver a blow.

At the same time, Dagon kept a close eye on Edmond's attack, while simultaneously focusing all his attention on Edmond's body.

Dagon could sense the 'aura,' an 'aura' that still carried a trace of the dregs of the mythical era. The moment it slightly stimulated Dagon's nasal cavity and skin, a chilling fear surged through the entire body of the wicked god Dagon.

"You..."

Dagon frowned as he gazed at Edmond, whose hands had once been wreathed in Black Flame. "He once used the so-called grace of God to kill a so-called Pagan God?"

As someone who had witnessed the events described in the Bible, Dagon was naturally able to discern that the 'Black Flame' originated from a man's internal organs, possessed an extremely strong 'aura,' and even heard a kind of mourning beneath the flames.

Presumably, what Dagon sensed was Edmond's use of the Monte Cristo Treasure to kill Dihuang Alter, the Od of Machine God.

Edmond remained silent, simply continuing his attack as the opportune moment arrived.

Just as Edmond's Black Flame were about to engulf him, Dagon looked up at the sea.

Instead of looking at Edmond, she fell upon countless black worlds and Sun where unknown Melody flowed.

"There's something I need to tell you, you human being who has received the so-called favor of the One God."

Dagon calmly said, "If I belong to the side of God—no, rather, even if I belong to the side of God, or the side of Monster —I would still find it difficult to escape this attack—"

In contrast to the immense Od swirling in Edmond's hands, Dagon stood eerily calm and relaxed, motionless.

There was no contempt or mockery in the tone; it was as if they were simply stating something trivial.

"But this is not the domain of that god. In this time of instability in Human Order, this space constructed by the Sorcerer King was taken away long ago after your arrival, taken away by a great being far beyond the Universe."

Dagon told Edmond and Jeanne d'Arc of Amakusa, "This is a place where the gods you three believe in cannot bear witness; you have been abandoned."

At that moment, beneath Dagon's feet.

The seawater danced and rose, the surging waves also surged, rose, expanded, and enveloped the faces of the four people.

From the calm depths of the sea came a sound like shattering glass, crack, crack, the sound of breaking echoing and dissolving into the dim environment.

The black smoke that appeared around Dagon bound the four people, coldly trapping them in place and letting them be swallowed by the smoke.

The ever-heating, accelerating black smoke was enough to make one's mind boil.

It was as if every blood vessel had swelled up, and the contents inside had been replaced with something completely different from blood.

"Therefore, let your Sacrifice witness the coming of the great one who will play this Melody."

The moment Dagon finished speaking, the world suddenly reverted to the Prison Tower it had been in before, and all the water that had just submerged everything vanished.

It seemed like just an illusion, but one change remained—

The amorphous black smoke continued to bind Ritsuka other three.

Then, in the room between the Judgment of 'Wrath', 'Greed', and 'Jealousy', the 'Pride Room' appeared. An unknown Melody, resonating throughout the Prison Tower, emanated from the doorway, to which Dagon respectfully bowed.

But a slight sense of unease instantly arose in the minds of everyone present, including Dagon.

If the previous Melody was beautiful yet twisted, then the current tune should be described as gentle and solemn. The sound appeared and disappeared in the air, gradually spreading, but there was no time to think about it anymore, because as the Great Gate Pride Room slowly opened, the Melody also gradually disappeared. It was the kind of melody that you could not remember at all once it disappeared.

The moment the door to 'Pride' opened, a tsunami-like roar erupted from within. Everyone present looked up in unison, as immense pressure swept outwards like a tidal wave. But then, before a cough could even be heard, it dissipated effortlessly.

A figure stood tall and proud, slowly emerging from the 'Pride', his aura as imposing as if suppressing Heavens.

"Long time no see. I was wondering how to stop this Melody, but I didn't expect it could stop like this."

It was a face that everyone except Dagon was very familiar with; it was Novia, who had returned from the Prisma Illya World after the Fourth Singularity. But before the four could exclaim in surprise, Dagon instinctively knelt on the ground, his head and hands breaking off at the same time, prostrating himself in an extremely bizarre manner.

"You, you..."

The fish head that Dagon had abruptly broken off and fallen to the side made a sound of fear.

According to the Bible:

The Philistines moved the Ark of the Covenant of the Covenant to their temple where they worshipped statues and placed Ark of the Covenant next to Dagon, intending for the Ark of the Covenant of God to be worshipped alongside Dagon.

But the next day, when people came to the temple of Dagon to worship Dagon, they were surprised to find that the idol of their chief god Dagon was lying prostrate on the ground in front of the Ark of the Covenant, as if kneeling in worship. The Philistines then put the idol back up and placed it next to the Ark of the Covenant of the Covenant of Supreme Being One True God.

On the third day, when they came to worship, they were shocked to find that the statue of their chief god Dagon had its head and arms broken, and was prostrate before the Ark of the Covenant. From that moment on, they stopped worshipping Dagon, because they realized that their god was not a god and could not even save them.