To this day, no one knew what Livia's talent did.
Not even those within the organization.
When Livia joined the Dark Church, she was already above level eighty. Yet with such a bug-level talent, even at that level, she had no need to fear those existences above level ninety.
The Dark Church also respected strength above all else.
And these believers would madly indulge their desires.
Livia often saw many believers in Dark Church strongholds begin surrendering themselves to their desires after completing their prayer rituals.
The Dark God...
Represented every negative emotion.
After their daily prayers, believers would be randomly afflicted with a negative emotion.
If it was sloth, then every believer would become utterly lazy that day, uninterested in anything at all. Even if someone held a great blade to their necks, they probably would not even think of raising their heads.
If it was lust... well, the scene spoke for itself.
Livia had never participated in such prayers, because if she did, believers would die in droves.
And because of the Desire Devourer, any desire or emotion that arose within her was devoured along with it, leaving her with the detached air of a girl without desire, emotion, or expression.
Her reason for joining the Dark Church was simple.
Here, she did not need to worry about being hunted by the Church of Light.
The irony was...
The self-proclaimed righteous Church had hunted her because she had killed a level 97 priest.
At that level, she could already freely control her talent. Naturally, she would not kill someone for no reason.
Especially not someone from the Church of Light.
But when that priest saw Livia enter the church and prepare to pray to the God of Light, he looked at her as though he had spotted prey.