Pray to the Gods? Worship Buddha? Better Yet... Beg Me. Worship Me! (Continued)

Nibuya Morika gave a self-introduction that sounded like an opening speech, appearing calm on the surface but actually extremely excited inside.

However, she hadn't forgotten her current situation and quickly calmed herself down.

"Surrender and then repent for your crimes."

Nibuya Morika slowly opened her eyes, her pupils shimmering with a dazzling light, as if an angel had descended to earth.

"A magician?"

Upon hearing this answer, most people were simply shocked.

After all, the Cult Master has mastered 'divine power,' so it's not surprising that other extraordinary individuals have emerged.

But a few people who are aware of the current state of the world are starting to lose their composure.

Where in this world are there magicians!

"Whether you're a magician or a superpowered Ability User, coming here to oppose my sect is the greatest folly on your part!"

"Seize this blasphemer!"

The Cult Master quickly realized what was happening and shouted.

The power of faith is immense; it can even drive people to die for it.

The people in the room now are mostly blessed and brainwashed believers, and they are not hesitant at all, because in their eyes, they are all 'fighting for God'.

Meanwhile, cultists guarding several nearby bases also rushed to reinforce the area after receiving the order.

[Hadō #1: Go!!]

Nibuya Morika raised his hand and released several shockwaves in succession, knocking away the first few cultists who rushed forward.

"Do not be afraid, for after death you will receive salvation from my Our God and go to His kingdom!"

The Cult Master, from above, bewitches people, and lower-level followers keep surging forward.

[The Bakudō #4: binding rope!]

With a casual wave of his hand, Nibuya Morika transformed his spiritual energy into a rope-like light cord, which lashed out at their ankles like a whip, causing seven or eight of them to lose their balance and then binding them tightly.

"Damn it, I can't break free!"

"What kind of power is this?"

Even with all their might, the believers couldn't pull them apart.

"There are just too many people..."

"This guy is planning to use them to wear me down!"

Nibuya Morika realized this and dodged to the side. As she raised her hand to chant a more powerful Kido, a look of hesitation appeared on her face.

"We succeeded!"

The young man named Tanaka seized the opportunity, launched a sneak attack from behind, leaped up, and threw a heavy punch.

A mage would probably be fragile, right?

He's someone who's watched animation too.

[Eight Rebukes of the Binding Spell]

Nibuya Morika silently chanted, and a shield of spiritual energy appeared on his back. When his fist landed on it, it couldn't even cause a ripple.

Tanaka was thrown back by the force.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

He clenched his fist, gritting his teeth in pain.

Having received two blessings, he was already close to the limits of human potential, yet he couldn't even break through a single shield?

So, what exactly is this ability?

"There are more and more people... It seems this is the only way."

As Nibuya Morika watched the gates open and the cultists arriving one after another, she quickly made a decision and quietly fixed her gaze on a certain spot.

She had never killed anyone, so she hesitated.

She also knew that such a thing was inevitable in the cruel future.

However, she also has her own principles. Even if she has to kill, she will only kill those who "deserve to die." Many of these people are pitiful victims who have been misled, which naturally violates her principles.

This is womanly compassion, which will put her in danger.

After all, if one were to use a more lethal Kido, it would be enough to inspire fear in others.

"Dedicate yourself to my Our God!"

A group of armed men surrounded them.

Nibuya Morika fought and retreated until he found a suitable position, still muttering something under his breath.

As a result, just as everyone charged forward, her figure suddenly vanished.

"As expected, he's just a lucky young man who 'awakened'; how naive he is."

The Cult Master stood on the platform, scrutinizing the other party's behavior, and shook his head.

But this is also a good thing, as it will save him some effort.

"Disappeared!?"

Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

In that instant, Nibuya Morika used [Flash Step] to appear on the stage, her chant reaching its final line—

"You ruler! Mask of flesh and blood, all things, soaring high, bearing the name of humankind! Scorching heat and strife, rising southward across the sea, marching forward!"

A fireball formed from spiritual energy, resembling a small, burning sun, rapidly coalesced in her hand.

Finally, silently recite "Hado #31 Crimson Fire Cannon" in your mind, pretending that this is a high-level spell that requires chanting.

"Oh no!"

The Cult Master looked panicked, sensing a deadly danger. He hurriedly jumped into the crowd, hoping to force the other side to stop.

However, this 'magician' had already timed it perfectly. The instant he leaped up, the little sun had already flown to his side and then produced a fiery explosion.

"Cult Master!"

Before everyone's eyes, a figure turned completely black, emitting black smoke, and fell to the ground.

To catch the thief, first catch the king!

Nibuya Morika was very satisfied with this result.

It seems her strategy worked.

However, the next second...

"How despicable! You have committed such an unforgivable crime! I will punish you in the name of my God!"

The figure, who was thought to be burned to a crisp and on the verge of death, suddenly stood up, radiating a healing green light.

"You must be kidding me! How can something like this be cured? Wouldn't that make me immortal?!"

Nibuya Morika couldn't believe it.

"Cult Master, are you alright?"

At this time, the remaining five deacons of the Salvation Cult, who had been blessed three or more times, also arrived.

"Kill her!"

The Cult Master simply pointed at the girl on the stage, his other hand resting on his badly damaged mask, and said angrily.

Although he felt ashamed, he still felt that hiding his identity was the most important thing. Otherwise, once it was exposed and people talked about it, he would no longer be able to appear in public in modern society.

"Yes!"

The five deacons nodded in agreement.

They all looked different, but they were all exceptionally tall and strong, with bulging muscles, as if they had undergone a mutation.

This is because the body, which has been rapidly enhanced by consuming life force, cannot adapt to such drastic changes.

But they had no idea; they were simply captivated by this power.

"My spiritual power is less than 50%..."

Nibuya Morika Natsu frowned.

Although she had defeated nearly half of the men, the rest were all elites, making them even more difficult to deal with.

"No need for a fight to the death, let's stop here... I've already finished the game, it seems you're slower than I thought."

Just then, a man's voice echoed in my mind.

"I'm sorry, Seeker of Truth, I've disappointed you... If I were to harden my heart..."

The girl sighed.

"Although it may seem foolish, I don't dislike your persistence as the 'Elf Mother'."

He said it calmly.

The girl felt somewhat ashamed and blushed.

She knew that it was he who had given her this willfulness.

However, she wasn't stupid; if things really couldn't be done, she would definitely just get rid of it.

"Huh? Why isn't this woman moving?"

"Have they already given up hope?"

"Hmph, you were terrified when you saw our muscles, weren't you!"

The five muscular butlers looked at the motionless, silent girl and became smug.

"Next, it's a change of personnel."

"I hope you won't get to see hell."

Nibuya Morika gave them a pitying look, then his figure disappeared and reappeared on the other side.

"Were there other people involved? When did this happen?"

The Cult Master and the others all looked over, and were surprised to find that, as if a curtain had been drawn back, a figure slowly emerged from it.

The man who appeared before them had a cold face, his features were like a finely sculpted work of art, and his eyes were clear and divine, unlike any ordinary person.

"There were accomplices?"

"Damn, he's so handsome!"

"Hmph, guys without muscles are all weaklings."

The deacons were burning with jealousy.

"It seems the evolution is incomplete."

Hasegawa Izumi noticed something amiss and commented sharply.

The pursuit of quick results through unorthodox methods leads to a mismatch between physical and mental development, resulting in this outcome.

In layman's terms, it means only gaining muscle without developing brainpower. The brain or soul can't handle it, and one becomes somewhat different from ordinary people.

What does he mean?!

"It felt very unfriendly."

Are you implying we're brain-dead?

"Unforgivable!"

Damn it!

They exchanged a glance, and upon reaching their conclusion, they were instantly consumed by rage, their veins bulging like tree roots.

At the same time.

A group of elite cultists also charged forward, wielding real swords and knives, their expressions fierce.

"These are all just consumables that are being exploited."