He Polluted Pollution

Although her condition had improved, Beatrice's body was far too frail. She could only lie half-reclined in the furnace, gasping for breath as she slowly recovered.

There was nothing else she could do, so she began to think.

"Now that I think about it, something was definitely wrong. Just now, the Skyveil Behemoth shook me so badly that my mind became unstable. Even my [Anchor] began to shift, stirring the nearby Sea of Unconsciousness as well. But then it all suddenly stopped without any warning."

"Th-this... why? It was almost as if some being had helped stabilize my condition."

"Thinking carefully, my recent improvement also began after I heard those strange whispers..."

Beatrice's body trembled. She knew what strange whispers meant in the Transcendent world.

Every Transcendent knew that only evil gods could whisper and influence their surroundings.

Evil gods were bizarre and twisted. Their very existence affected the world, and any Church would destroy them at the first opportunity.

But that did not mean they could not... be used.

Some evil gods could be used. The most classic example was the Mother Goddess of Life. As long as one was willing to believe and offer sacrifices, one could gain Transcendent power.

Anyone could do so, though the power gained was extremely meager.

Then there was the Candlelight Society's mortal enemy, Moth Chasing Flame. They kept an evil god named [Moth Lord], which could help them extract the Pollution from their bodies. When driven into a corner, they could also sacrifice everything they had to force its descent and perish together with their enemies.

And now, could she borrow the power of that unknown evil god?

Beatrice swallowed with difficulty.

It was an extremely dangerous course of action. She had no intention of taking such a risk, but... she could