As a villain, he could do whatever he wanted.

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Hearing the plan from the girl in black robes, Irina became anxious, especially when she imagined the scene of Lius being surrounded and entangled by several nuns. A sense of humiliation filled her heart, and while she was worried, she cast a look of disgust and hostility at Ershu.

"Your target is me! Don't touch him! What exactly do you want? Did you bring me here to kill us and silence us? If so, then hurry up and do it, don't insult us like this!"

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Irina. Our goal is very simple: to bring those who know about our plan to this holy place and then find a way to bring you all into the church. It's that simple. I explained this to you from the beginning, Ms. Irina, but you just didn't listen."

"You...you want us to join your cult?! Don't be ridiculous! I am the high priest of the church, existing to protect the people. How could I possibly associate with cultists like you!"

Faced with the invitation from the girl in black robes, Irina gritted her teeth and retorted, while Ershu remained calm and smiling as he sat down opposite Irina and continued speaking:

"Cultists? Heh... It seems you, Ms. Irina, are completely unaware of our church. If you knew our church's origins and responsibilities, you wouldn't think that way anymore. And if you knew our church's origins, you would completely understand that, compared to the church you were in before, the place you are in now is the true place of blessing from the Most High God."

As Ershu approached Irina, a provocative smile appeared on her face, making her look somewhat arrogant. At the same time, the light from the lamplight illuminated her face beneath her black robe, allowing Irina to see her features clearly.

Indeed, as Ershu had said before, she was extremely beautiful, like a bewitching little fox. She looked somewhat youthful, but her figure was very voluptuous and alluring. Her long, beautiful legs were paired with her rounded chest, giving her a youthful face and large breasts. Just by looking at her, it was clear that she would be very attractive to men, even for Leus.

"Gu..."

Faced with that face, and recalling Ershu's earlier "insult" to Lius, a strange sense of panic filled Irina's mind. She shook her head vigorously to stay awake, then took a deep breath and stared intently at Ershu.

"What exactly do you want to say? Just say it. I want to see how you're trying to spread these lies."

"Hehe, so Ms. Irina, you're planning to hear about our church's achievements? That's wonderful! In that case, I believe the day when you join our church and become one of us is not far off."

With a slight smile, Ershu gestured for Irina to sit down, then poured her some hot tea and pushed breakfast in front of her.

"Let's eat and talk, let me think...where should I begin..."

After a moment's thought, Ershu rolled his eyes, and finally smiled as he spoke to the serious-looking Irina:

"Then, let's begin our story from ancient times, when your 'goddess' fell into a deep slumber..."

Chapter 151 The Villains' Temptation (Part Two)

"Ms. Irina, you must know about that ancient catastrophe, right? After all, it's written in the history books, and as the high priest, you must know it by heart, right?"

With her legs slightly crossed, the girl in the black robe wore a cheerful smile, seemingly eagerly anticipating what she was about to tell.

Compared to the solemn and tense listener in front of her, the speaker was much more relaxed, with a hint of pride, and her fervor for the church was evident at all times.

"..."

Upon hearing the black-robed girl's question, Irina frowned and, with a wary look in her eyes, countered with:

"Ancient times? Why bring this up all of a sudden? Isn't it common knowledge that the Goddess defeated the Demon King and saved humanity from catastrophe?"

"Hehe, according to popular legend, that is indeed the case, and I have no intention of refuting it. However, I would like to give you a heads-up that what I am about to say may overturn your worldview, Ms. Irina, so please be prepared to hear about our first bishop's contact with the supreme god in ancient times..."

With a gentle wave of his hand, Ershu feigned deep thought, his words flowing into Irina's ears like a soft breeze:

"In ancient times, after defeating the demon king who ravaged humanity, the goddess fell into a deep slumber, sacrificing herself to save humankind. This is a story often circulated in the world today, very captivating and moving, but..."

Earl paused for a moment, then opened his eyes and shook his head in Irina's direction.

"However, these things are just minor ripples in the world, nothing to be happy about or pay attention to. The goddess and the demon king are just two pieces on the chessboard, insignificant and trivial. The real players have long since taken their seats outside the river of time."

"Insignificant... What are you saying! How dare you call the Goddess insignificant!" Irina's voice suddenly rose, her pious instincts as the High Priestess completely ignited. "She used all her power to protect this world and safeguard us humans! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Goddess..."

Ershu's unorthodox words stirred Irina's sense of responsibility as a high priestess once more. She frowned and gritted her teeth as she spoke to the girl before her. Ershu, however, waved her hand, signaling Irina to continue listening.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Ms. Irina. What I'm about to say is the important part. As I just said, neither the Demon King nor the goddess you worship is very insignificant. That's because these 'gods and demon kings' are just insignificant superhumans in our eyes. Even if they have some divine power, they are not omniscient or omnipotent. They are just exquisite creations made by the real gods."

"Huh? What did you say?"

Faced with the girl's words, Irina blinked, not understanding what she was talking about for a moment, and her scrutiny of Ershu increased.

"You said the goddess is... a creation?" Irina's fingertips dug deeply into her palms, as if she wanted to resist this blasphemous word with pain. "Explain yourself!"

"Literal meaning. The goddess you worship is nothing more than a drop of dew falling from the fingertip of the supreme god—crystal clear, yet fleeting."

Ershu's pupils suddenly contracted into a vertical line, like a snake staring at its prey:

"The true God is the supreme deity who created this world. Whether it is us or the goddess you worship, we were all created by her and belong to her creation."

"..."

Faced with Ershu's fanatical words, Irina blinked, unsure how to respond. She unconsciously stroked the High Priest's Emblem in her arms, and her gaze toward Ershu became even more wary.

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Irina finally reacted, nodded slightly, and seemed to realize something. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself, and then thoughtfully began to speak to Ershu in front of her:

"So that's how it is... They're cultists who've gone mad? No wonder they did such crazy things. So they'd already fallen into such a state of frenzy? It's truly unsettling..."

“Oh? From what you’re saying, Ms. Irina, do you mean you don’t believe in our church’s experience at all? Our church has had contact with the Most High God and thus learned the truth about this world. Everything you just said is true, without a trace of falsehood.”

Sensing the doubt in Irina's tone, the black-robed girl opposite her remained calm and composed, maintaining her previous serene and indifferent smile, appearing completely at ease.

"Back then, right after the so-called 'Goddess' fell into slumber, our first bishop felt the call of the Supreme God."

"The first bishop..."

"Of course, you may not know who our first bishop was. After all, she has no trace in history books and has not left any name. Her deeds are only passed down in our church. But her contact with the Most High God alone is enough to give our dull and dark lives a more real contact."

As she spoke, a trembling, sacrifice-like look appeared on the black-robed girl's face. She clutched her chest, closed her eyes, and as she savored the memory, continued to speak:

"At that time, her body was severely damaged by the rampage of the demons. Her limbs were broken, her internal organs were collapsing, and she was almost about to die. However, in her dying moments, she heard the echo of the Supreme God in her ears, and the figure of the Supreme God appeared before her eyes."

“That’s complete nonsense, just the fantasy of a dying man, and you’re all so sure about it…” Irina frowned and looked at the girl in black robes, gritting her teeth as she retorted.

"This is not just a simple fantasy. After all, probably no fantasy could restore her body, which was on the verge of collapse, to its original state and restore her vitality completely after the fantasy ended. Only a god could do such a thing, right?"

The black-robed girl gently shook her head at Irina, her fervor undiminished. In fact, the more she recalled the events, the more evident the respect in her eyes became, and her voice grew increasingly rapid and urgent.

"According to the first bishop, she was on the verge of despair at the time. In her grief, she turned to her own heart for help. If someone was willing to save her, she was willing to give everything in return. With this intention, the power of the Most High God descended upon her, saving the bishop from her suffering and teaching her the doctrines of our Church and divine power."

At this point, the girl in black robes looked at Irina, gently extended her hand, and then, under Irina's astonished gaze, space twisted and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

As the light changed abruptly, a damp, cool breeze blew in and brushed against Irina's face. The room, which had been in the style of a medieval castle, suddenly transformed into a lush forest, then into a golden wheat field, filled with the refreshing aroma of wheat, and even the monastery where Irina had been before, all of which were now displayed before her.

"Wh...what! This is!"

Gazing at the ever-changing scene around her, Irina felt a cold sweat break out, and a low ringing seemed to appear in her ears. She tightened her grip on the High Priest's emblem, as if to resist the unease and panic in her heart.

"Hehe, are you surprised, Ms. Irina? These are all true stories. You are indeed here now, but you cannot take any action. Only believers like us, blessed by the Supreme God, can have an impact on this world." The girl's words, like whispers imbued with magic, seeped into Irina's ears with each word amidst her laughter.

"To have an impact... what did you say?"

"That's how it is. For example... creating a new object, a new building, or... a new life here."

With a meaningful smile, Ershue gently moved his fingers, and Irina immediately noticed that a figure dressed in a nun's habit suddenly appeared in the previously empty hall of the monastery where she was.

Like building blocks being stacked, countless dust particles emerged from the church, gradually coalescing with the gentle breeze, transforming into a human-shaped figure that stood quietly in the church, appearing before Irina.

"This...this is!"

Staring at the figure, Irina's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched what was happening before her.

Because that figure... is Irina herself!

"Alright! It's time to pray. I should properly express my excitement and thoughts to the goddess. Lius will be here soon too. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to meeting him."

A sweet and delicate voice kept emanating from the "fake Irina," slowly flowing into the ears of the real Irina, causing her to show a look of shock once again.

With the exact same beautiful face, the same voluptuous figure, and wearing the same style of priest's robes, even sharing the same habits, she was a complete replica of Irina, without the slightest difference.

As "Irina" strolled along, the High Priest's emblem hanging at her waist swayed slightly. This was Irina's unique mark of identity, imbued with her own magic, one of a kind, without any flaws, completely identical.

From the moment she became the high priestess, this badge had always been with her, serving as a kind of solace for her soul.

And now, this badge hangs on this "imposter" without any sense of incongruity, making Irina feel a sudden jolt in her heart, and a gradually spreading sense of fear lingers in her mind.

"This...this is..."

Touching her chest, Irina noticed that the badge was still clutched in her hand, without the slightest sign of leaving.

"How could this be... No way, how could this be..."

"That's right, Ms. Irina. Now, you should have a better understanding of the supreme god we worship..."

"what……"

Watching what was happening before her, Irina's eyes widened in shock. She covered her mouth in disbelief, feeling a wave of nausea. She knelt on the ground and gagged repeatedly, suppressing the surging fear and unease within her as she breathed heavily.

Chapter 152 The Villains' Bewitchment (Part 3)

"How...how could such a thing happen..."

Feeling everything before her, Irina trembled, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, cold sweat trickling down her back. She stared intently at the constantly moving 'herself' in front of her, as if she would pounce on her and tear her to shreds if she looked away.

Gazing at the woman before her who looked exactly like herself, then looking down at her own body, Irina's inner turmoil deepened, and her words became increasingly stammering:

"No...no...this is an illusion! It can't possibly be real! It's all an illusion!"

Irina's voice trembled, as if she were arguing with Ershu, but more like she was trying to convince herself, her tone carrying an undisguised panic and unease.

This unease and panic were noticed by the girl in the black robe.

"Ha ha……"

With a slight smile, Ershu's voice, like a constantly writhing serpent, became a weapon to continue attacking Irina's psychological defenses.

"Hehe, escaping reality is useless. Just like the mournful chirping of cicadas cannot last until the frost-covered winter, Ms. Irina, this is a part of the supreme god's power. Even if it is only a small part, it is enough for people in the world to feel this magical power belonging to the creator."

Moving closer to Irina, as if to show her off, the girl in the black robe gently shook her wrist, and several more "Irinas" appeared next to Irina, looking exactly like her.

"..."

They stood in the church, looking at each other in silence, silently doing what they were supposed to do.

Some people were praying, some were cleaning, and others were patrolling the area. They didn't seem surprised at all, treating it as a perfectly normal thing.

Such a dreamlike scene appeared in the real Irina's vision, which deepened the dizziness in her mind, and she even wondered if she was dreaming and if she would wake up soon.

"This must be a dream... This must be a dream..."

“It’s not a dream, Ms. Irina. Everything you see is absolutely real.”

Seemingly noticing Irina's thoughts, the girl in black robes beside her smiled and leaned closer, patting the gray-haired nun on the shoulder.

"Under the power of the Supreme God, every species in this world must submit, just as birds and beasts must submit to humans. Whether it is creation or destruction, it is just a small thought of the God. What I am doing now is just a clumsy imitation of the God. I am just showing you, Ms. Irina, a little bit. Don't take this as the entirety of the Supreme God."

With a slight smile, the girl in black robes finished speaking, then slowly withdrew her finger and pointed again in the direction of the created "Irina".

"Now that I have just demonstrated the divine power of 'creation' to you, Ms. Irina, it is time for 'destruction'..."

"Destroy... Destroy..."

"Yes, hehe, after all, flowers will eventually wither, and where there is creation, there is also destruction. This is the divine revelation given to us by the supreme god, which cannot be reversed in the slightest. Moreover, destruction is actually easier than creation. Come, let me demonstrate for you, Ms. Irina, for example... like this!"

As she spoke, the girl in the black robe lightly flicked her finger, and an invisible crack seemed to open in the air. Those 'Irina' disappeared silently into the void like ashes scattered by the wind.

"This...how could this be...why...what happened...!"

As the dust slowly dissipated, the hall was completely empty, leaving only a shocked Irina standing there, incredulously experiencing everything before her, her mind in a state of chaotic confusion.

Meanwhile, the girl in black robes beside Irina, observing the astonishment on her face, looked quite satisfied. She smiled slightly, feeling the warmth emanating from her fingertips, and continued speaking to Irina:

"How was it? Having witnessed this divine power, do you have a new understanding of the might of the Supreme God? And this is only a small part of our church, just a scratch on the surface. If Ms. Irina wishes to explore further... you are always welcome to join us!"

"..."

The black-robed girl's devilish words echoed in Irina's ears, constantly stirring her nearly collapsing heart. The series of things she had believed in and adhered to were almost completely shattered in the face of this scene, leaving the long-haired young woman with an inescapable sense of emptiness.

"I……"

Clutching her rapidly beating heart, Irina's lips trembled slightly, and she seemed unable to speak for a moment. After experiencing such a shocking surge of emotion, she really didn't know how to react.

"You...you don't have time! Sooner or later someone will discover everything here. Don't expect to persuade me to surrender...someone will rescue me!"

"Time? Ha."

The girl in black robes chuckled softly, her voice as gentle as a whisper, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:

“Ms. Irina, you mentioned time? You don’t need to worry about that. Time is but a grain of sand in the fingertips of the supreme god, the most common element, not worth mentioning. We are willing to give you plenty of time to consider, but do you really think you can escape from here in a short time? That’s too naive.”

The girl in black robes shrugged confidently, her demeanor exuding an air of ease and control.

"Don't rush, Ms. Irina. We'll give you plenty of time to consider. Whether it's a few days or a few years, it doesn't matter to us. If you've made up your mind, come to the lobby and find me. I'll be here waiting for you to join us. I also look forward to you becoming one of us. With your understanding of our plans, I believe that after joining us, you will definitely have a great impact on the world. Your future is promising."

After saying this, the girl in black robes gave a slight bow, then maintained her previous composed smile as she slowly withdrew from the room, preparing to give Irina some time alone.