[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war":3,"chapter-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-157":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Apostle of the Goddess of War",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},394391,657,"Chapter 157","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-157",157,"\u003Cp>Ch.157 Apostle of the Goddess of War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How was it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of Fire folded her arms, pressing down hard on her forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes trembled—exhausted, fearful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille’s power was, as always, overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of Water looked into Agnia’s eyes, her gaze tinged with sympathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a cold hand, she gently caressed Agnia’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry? I made you do something difficult, didn’t I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled away from the cold touch, then took a long, deep breath—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet her heartbeat refused to settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After mentally replaying Achille’s battle, Agnia finally parted her rose-like lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can handle it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Achille… I can still bring her down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Serine—you and I together can beat her. Especially if we also use Mago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serine, the Goddess of Water, widened her opal-bright eyes in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Seriously?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Really.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiding her fatigue, Agnia smiled at Serine, who clung to her arm and shook it excitedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard. Uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exhausting and wearying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn’t shake it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Agnia, Serine was like a flower blooming with poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great! That’s it! Just as planned!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia gave a small nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serine, overjoyed, bit her nails and split her lips into a grin—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the edges of her pupils shimmering constantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only we can suppress Achille… that madwoman…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serine murmured to herself, then leaned against Agnia’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chill of her cheek cooled Agnia’s feverish forearm slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agnia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. I’m listening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you really kill Achille for me? For my sake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serine stared into empty space with iridescent eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>madness gleaming as if she already saw the future: Achille dead, and herself as Sovereign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remained oblivious to Agnia’s expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With rippling eyes, Agnia gazed at the same place Serine did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serine’s garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, beautiful flowers bloomed in full splendor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>unusually lavish and exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the blessing of the Goddess of Water, these flowers could never grow on human soil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only place they flourished on the human continent was the forest guarded by the Church of Fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Agnia’s answer, Serine giggled once, then gently gestured toward the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single flower detached and floated toward her, as softly as a dandelion seed on the breeze, settling gently into her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a smile, Serine tucked the blossom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tinged red and blue at once—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>behind Agnia’s ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pretty. My sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you certain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman—her beauty so exquisite it seemed forged from the finest crushed gemstones—asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. We’ve cross-verified through our informant hidden in Elim.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So the Apostles of War and Wisdom are truly moving south—and Elim has no Apostle-level strength left except the Apostle of Abundance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man kneeling before Ravienne, Apostle of Purity, answered confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a grand operation for the ultimate scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d invested tremendous time, effort, and money just to obtain this intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a gamble with the entire Church’s fate on the line—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and they’d even received massive backing from the Magic Guild Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With stakes this high, certainty was non-negotiable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Ravienne… can we really bring down Elim with a raid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-eyed man asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m confident, Lord Esgerth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esgerth, the one-eyed, was one of the three supreme commanders of the Magic Guild Alliance and a pillar of the Veritaris Council, overseeing this entire operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Veritaris Council stood as one of two great powers preparing for war against the Church of War—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the other being the Imperial Faction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Magic Guild Veritaris had allied with the Church of Purity, their supreme goal: seizing the Holy Grail and indulging in ultimate truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They left the actual takedown of the Church of War to the Church of Purity, offering every possible support without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But if we fail, it’ll be disastrous—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it’ll be tantamount to declaring war on the Church of War.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And through dishonorable means, no less. Exactly the sort of act the Church of War despises most.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne answered calmly, her voice unwavering—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>filled only with absolute conviction that the Church of War would fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still… you’d dare proceed? Wouldn’t a full-scale war be better? If we mobilize all our Arcane Soldiers…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A large-scale move would only give them time to prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides… once open war begins, Achille’s power becomes truly unstoppable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esgerth scratched his empty eye socket—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a nervous habit, a phantom itch that flared whenever he felt uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Goddess of War… she’s really that formidable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The more war looms, the stronger she grows.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Truly no different from an Evil God.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne offered a bewitching smile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so seductive even aged men felt their hearts quicken anew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll make this assault succeed. Without fail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Elim’s influence has grown… they must have many defenders.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the War Knights and the Knights of Abundance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the Church of Wisdom?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only their Apostle is active. They’ve left no core strength in Elim.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne cruelly lifted the corners of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll kill everyone the Apostle of War holds dear. When he loses his mind, his judgment will falter—and that’s when our coalition’s Apostles strike together. He’ll fall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a sound plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With both Apostles absent and Elim’s remaining forces so limited, failure would be the true anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost made past Evil God factions seem foolish for never attacking before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esgerth muttered quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The fanatics of the Evil Gods must be simpletons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they’d simply marched their troops and struck Elim directly, they might not have collapsed so utterly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne instantly recalled a certain wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garfenn—the Black Wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he remained in Elim, no ambush could ever succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current Apostle and Garfenn had almost never left Elim simultaneously—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>which was why this plan had never been viable before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But explaining all this felt tiresome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deeming it pointless to waste time enlightening self-proclaimed ‘mages’ who’d spent their lives studying spells in some dusty room, oblivious to the world, Ravienne quietly rose from her seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Opportunities like this don’t come often. I’ll be off, then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll await good news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll assign my personal Arcane Guard to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili returned to the church, her arms laden with offerings and tributes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven devoted followers trailed behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Church of War’s wealth grew daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you all for your hard work. Please log the offerings and deliver the records to Bishop Gustein.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Priestess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The followers bowed deeply and withdrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elim’s Priestess grew more sacred by the day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>learning on her own how to command the dignity befitting her station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your acting keeps improving, Kaili.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…What? Why are you here again? You have your own home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can you speak to a goddess like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Priestess Kaili bickered with Tartania—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though it was more like one-sided harassment from Tartania.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili found the former Evil God’s attention utterly annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I came to see the lovely face of my Priestess. I must pray to you once a day—to help suppress my power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili shot Tartania a resentful glance, then sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania delighted in simply conversing with humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia was the only human she could truly talk to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>thanks to her unique resistance to Tartania’s overwhelming dark energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was precisely why Tartania had grown fixated on Kaili since being confined to Elim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili placed her hand on Tartania’s crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A day’s worth of un-purified dark energy had built up heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after transforming into a purified deity and forging a pact with the Goddess of War, Tartania still carried this much corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili couldn’t even imagine how terrifying she must’ve been in her true Evil God form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that she behaved this tamely now was practically miraculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili closed her eyes and prayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Goddess Achille… today too, I offer the corruption of Tartania to Your sanctuary. Please… purify it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille’s response came swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purified dark energy transformed into divine power, spreading throughout the church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania’s chest heaved—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she inhaled deeply, forcibly absorbing the divine energy into her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh… I think I’m gonna throw up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just don’t puke inside the church again like last time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili gave Tartania’s shoulder a sharp pat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a remarkably bold gesture toward such a fearsome Evil God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Tartania found this trait endearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way Kailia treated her—once an Evil God—with such rough familiarity sent thrilling, warm shivers through her: petty, cute, fluffy feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Kaili.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? I’m going to bed now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you’ve put me in a good mood… I’ll give you a gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili, who had been trudging away, halted mid-step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wealth was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Receiving gifts always felt nice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>especially from a former Evil God; its value must be immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression instantly brightened, her tone shifting as if they’d been lifelong friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha! Kaili, you’re really something!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just tell me what the gift is. Hurry up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just… I have something to tell you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania smiled gently, her eyes crinkling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon, an annoying guest will come visiting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. That guest… I’ll handle them myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili hadn’t received any revelation from Goddess Achille yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sensed no ominous presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t grasp who Tartania meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’ll be too white for your eyes to see clearly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is confusing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll just pass it off as nothing—that’s my gift to you, Kaili.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaili merely huffed in disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania laughed again at the little Priestess’s deflated reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that supposed to mean? Boring. I’m going to sleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm~ Goodnight, baby Priestess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania waved her fingers flirtatiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ew.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frowning, Kaili turned and headed home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Tartania…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once Evil God now felt more like a mad goddess—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but after observing her for days, Kaili saw no trace of malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was acting or the contract’s effect, Tartania hadn’t done anything harmful to humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Kaili chose to trust her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and believed her ‘gift’ was genuine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartania gazed all night at the statue of the Goddess of War, bathed in moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The human body truly is trash.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess of Order, Kaia grumbled, reclining on a leather blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her first duty as a purified deity was to accompany two Apostles on a mission: infiltrating the Church of Fire to recover a shard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was tedious, dangerous, and pure chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Which is exactly why I like it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiding her delight, Kaiya gestured toward Arwen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, you. Human woman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arwen jumped in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Kaia adapted to her fleshly form, she began treating Arwen like a servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Menesia disliked this—but chose not to interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This much was within acceptable limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schedule: Every mon, wed, fri and sun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Review at\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NovelUpdate\u003C\u002Fp>",1773,"2026-05-30T06:48:22.319Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.110Z",1,"novelbin.me","16739dddc2e19352e0d31d0aba59ec8b26eb0715c2b2c02e995e8615ae54c847","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-158","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-156",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-cover.jpg"]