Chapter 86: The Ritual to Usurp a Thousand-Year-Old Magical Nation / Chapter 87: The Supreme Pontiff's Secret, the Cause of Everything

This was the truth of the A Certain Magical Index world.

The Demon Gods had not been born as gods. They had been born as sages; they had all once been human. Then they had comprehended the truth, attained wisdom, and transformed themselves into "gods."

The magic of religion merely used the theory of idolatry to create phenomena. The gods whom idolatry pointed toward were idealistic creations acknowledged by the collective unconscious of humanity.

To a certain extent, the Demon Gods were the most materialistic of all, because there had never been any savior, nor any gods, immortals, or Buddhas.

The Demon Gods had not been born that way. They were simply a group of magicians who pursued the truth, studied knowledge, gained wisdom, grasped the occult, and transcended themselves, cultivating themselves from humans into gods.

After Niangniang and Nephthys had caused trouble, the car finally arrived in Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland, twelve hours later.

Roy, who had grown thoroughly fed up with the two Demon Gods, looked through the rearview mirror at Laura, whose face was likewise full of annoyance, and asked, "...Where are we going, Laura?"

"St. Margaret's Chapel!"

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Laura answered without hesitation, showing that she had chosen the destination from the very beginning.

Roy said nothing more and drove directly toward their destination.

St. Margaret's Chapel stood to the east of Edinburgh Castle. The castle was a symbol of the spirit of Scotland, with a slope on one side and cliffs on the other three.

As a world-famous tourist attraction, Edinburgh Castle was always bustling with people.

After parking outside the castle, Roy and the others got out and entered this symbol of the Scottish spirit.

Along the way, the strangely dressed Niangniang and Nephthys attracted the attention of numerous tourists.

The two Demon