Ling Zhan's disgust for the Church of Light had begun during the Global Magic Beast Championship.
He had personally witnessed some of the filthy things done by that self-proclaimed radiant and holy church.
According to Xiao Ye, the guard gifted to him by the Corrupt Witch, those little girls had originally been meant to be shipped to the nobles of the Church of Light as sex slaves.
However, the slave traders had been attacked by wild Magic Beasts during transport. The little girls had been clever enough to seize the chance to escape, and somehow miraculously made their way to the capital of the Holy Light Empire.
In the end, they had barely survived in the slums.
At the same time, Xiao Ye had reported that beneath the wells in those nobles' backyards lay piles upon piles of slave corpses.
To those Church of Light nobles, those innocent slaves were nothing more than toys. If they displeased them, they were killed outright; if they grew tired of playing with them, they could kill them just as easily.
It even saved the cost of keeping them alive.
Using the money that would have fed them to buy new slaves was a better bargain.
That was the Church of Light.
On the surface, they shouted grand slogans. Behind the scenes, they looked down on everyone else from on high, treating all those beneath them as ants they could slaughter at will.
It was not only slaves who had fallen victim to the poisonous hands of those Church of Light nobles.
There were also ordinary merchants, commoners, and countless others.
When they encountered patrolling priests or other nobles from the Church of Light, the first thing they had to do was prostrate themselves and kneel.
If you did not kneel like an ant,