Declaration of War

"How powerful... I wonder if I can join you?"

As though watching an epic stage play, Anvis observed Yanile Bishop destroy the Original Sin Angel. Seemingly struck by some thought, he suddenly spoke.

"You? Join us?"

Giving Anvis a surprised glance, the curvaceous female Holy Knight in a tight black nun's habit could not help but sneer and shake her head.

"Pfft—are you worthy? If this were the Holy Messiah Empire, then based on your crimes, our Inquisition might already have gained a new high-ranking test subject."

Yanile Bishop's outburst had completely exposed their origins, so she simply stopped concealing anything.

"Is that so? What a pity..."

Anvis shook his head with an equally regretful expression, then suddenly turned to face the Seventh Rank female Holy Knight.

"Since I cannot join you, I'll have to ask you to join us instead."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Shadow Priestess's expression chilled. A dark whip instantly appeared in her hand, ready to let Anvis experience the pain of lashing.

But before she could act, Anvis suddenly extended his left hand toward her, just as Yanile had done.

With the boundless dark night sky beyond the window at his back, a strange black-and-red eyeball appeared in Anvis's palm. It met the female Holy Knight's gaze—and even blinked at her.

"...You?!"

After a brief daze, the Shadow Priestess suddenly discovered in terror that she seemed unable to move.

At the same time, countless blasphemous scenes she had never dared imagine surged from the depths of her heart.

In her haze, she seemed to see herself becoming the Church's Holy Maiden, able to enjoy all manner of incomparably precious cultivation resources. The Holy Crystal she had coveted for so long was no more noticeable among those treasures than an ordinary stone.

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