Goblin: Severely Dependent
Chapter 76

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There were many gods on the Aifala Continent, and their domains often overlapped.

Unless someone had received a higher education, or was extremely interested in the relevant theological knowledge.

Most ordinary people basically found it very hard to name every god and the divine portfolios they corresponded to.

Thus, in order to distinguish different gods in the simplest and clearest way, to facilitate the direction and transmission of faith, and to strengthen their influence.

Holy symbols came into being.

Just like the Blood-Stained Nine-Tailed Lash of Loviatar, the "Maiden of Pain," and the Three Scattered Lightning Bolts of Talos, the "Lord of Storms."

Every god had their own holy symbol pattern, one that could to a certain extent display the authority they held.

And the white human skull engraved on the cover of that strange leather book represented the "Lord of Bones," "The Reaper," and "King of the Dead."

"Myrkul."

A hint of disgust appeared in the halfling's eyes as he muttered.

As one of the "Dark Gods," he was a powerful deity who held many authorities such as "the dead," "decay," and "dusk."

Myrkul was malicious and cold, obsessed with spreading fear to every corner of the continent.

Almost every adult had, in their memories, had at least one nightmare involving "a skeleton holding a scythe and wearing a pitch-black hood," or "undead wandering a deathly silent wilderness."

This also meant that his believers often committed extreme and cruel acts, making people respect and fear death, thereby strengthening the influence of The Church.

His gloomy and sinister doctrines, and the undead power that corrupted the mind, made him the master worshiped by large numbers of "cultists."

Clearly, the gravedigger before everyone's eyes was one of them.

"I've spent my whole life in the cemetery, watching countless dead go to

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