[{"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-62":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},394420,657,"Chapter 62","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-62",62,"\u003Cp>Ch.62 Apostle of the Goddess of War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian repeated, his face dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kindly, the woman with white eyes calmly explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This place is a barrier I crafted from my mental realm. The warmth of your Goddess cannot reach here. I researched it specifically, and trained to gain the power necessary to manifest this magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What nonsense―!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the believers screamed in terror, but the Death Priestess didn’t even spare him a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, the annoying Flame Cult members had now fallen to the status of mere insects, squashed beneath a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heretic’s lips curled into a crescent moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shall we enjoy the hunt?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a gesture of her hand, skeletons began bursting from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside this barrier, perfectly optimized for controlling the undead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Probably, no matter how many I cut down, there will be no end. Unlike outside, where there was a clear limit.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation had reached its worst possible state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Cult had been rendered powerless, and the enemy wielded near-infinite strength on a battlefield most favorable to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion slashed through charging skeletons with his sword, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The sacred flame has gone out. Is it really because the Goddess of Fire’s power has been completely blocked?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian’s Sacred Flame originated from the Goddess of Fire, Agnia. It was only natural that, with the connection severed, his power had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then, what about my divine power?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength came from the Goddess of War Achille.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if this space created by the Death Priestess blocked the power of all Goddesses, his divine power should not be unscathed either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion looked down at his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint but clearly, a divine power like starlight in the night sky swirled around the blade like a spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…The power of Goddess Achille hasn’t disappeared.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was easy to guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clue was in the words spoken by the Death Priestess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A barrier researched specifically to kill Flame Cult believers.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agnia’s sacred flame and the mental realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Cult and the Death Cult had been long-standing enemies. Their centuries of research and preparation to counter each other had led to this outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ghk! Damn it! Turn around and block their backs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Cult members were surrounded. They were in a dire, life-or-death crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without burning away the death sorcery that bound them with the sacred flame, any resistance was futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, their strength to hold a sword would vanish, and they would drown in a sea of bones—this would be their fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion continued to swing his blade endlessly, but he knew his own future wasn’t different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Something has to be done.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the Goddess of Fire couldn’t interfere, the only hope left was none other than Sion himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t a Flame Cult believer, nor had he been the subject of the Death Priestess’s long research.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I have to ignite the Sacred Flame of Goddess Achille.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion prayed as he swept away the surging undead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He desperately needed the Goddess’s power. Even if it had no tangible effect, he sought strength and courage through prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[My child. I am always watching over you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Achille had no intention of merely watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Sion exerted his power, she would freely bestow her divine protection upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion and the Goddess of War alike waited for the turning point, like predators preparing for a hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kakang! Kwajik!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian swung his spear, shattering the rushing skeletons. The others fought with their weapons, but it was not enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a massive wave of energy exploded, and fireballs burst in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwa-kang! Kwa-kwa-kang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ni-roen! Can you ignite the Sacred Flame?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have some stored in the scripture!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stretched out her arm, unleashing a pillar of fire. The undead turned to dust and evaporated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had bought time. But only temporarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So we can’t gain new power, but we can use stored Sacred Flame. Damn it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But it’ll be over soon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was right. The firepower quickly diminished. Soon, the flames completely died out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghhhh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The undead cautiously tested the waters, then began charging again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Agnia’s blessing, a Flame Cult believer holding a scripture was no different from an ordinary person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>―Gaaaaa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For every one destroyed, two appeared. For every two, four. An endless horde of the dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They now felt the terror of those who had transcended death on their very skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female believer wielding the chain scythe swung her weapon in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no end to this! We retreat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where to?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just run blindly for now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian screamed like a shriek. His voice was laced with anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They understood too. This was a meaningless war of attrition. Inside this realm of death, the side to tire first was clearly them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when it happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their anxious gazes suddenly turned to a single point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion. The young knight of the War Cult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwah!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still enveloped in divine power, cutting down the dead more efficiently than they ever could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir Sion’s divine power is still intact!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwa-ah!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion replied as he split dozens of skeletons apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it truly only blocks the sacred power of fire! What a vile magic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! Come to me for now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion urged them to join him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was better to group together, even slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutting through waves of bone, the Flame Cult believers and Sion met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood back-to-back, fending off the skeletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion shouted in that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Buy me time!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have a plan!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! I must destroy this barrier!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s obvious, but by what means!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian added urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the death barrier. In the end, we need the Sacred Flame—the fire that burns death itself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Flame Cult members’ faces, doubt outweighed hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘His divine power is still alive… but that’s all.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply wielding divine power couldn’t completely stop the undead’s movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘In the end, he’ll just tire and collapse. Unless he burns the entire barrier with Sacred Flame.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian acknowledged Sion’s courage and brilliance, but believed the only way to overcome this situation was the Sacred Flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anchor of the soul could only be burned by sacred flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Sion calmly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! Buy me time to ignite the Sacred Flame!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian violently swung his spear shaft, driving back a group of skeletons, while urgently explaining to Sion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only those who have long trained in faith of the Goddess of Fire can wield the Sacred Flame. A War Cult believer cannot possibly wield the purifying fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a matter of time. Rakian already sensed the bitter taste of defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you gave it to me earlier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What…? Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Rakian remember he had gifted Sion a portion of his sacred flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joy was short-lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was barely enough to light a path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But with such a small flame, you can’t possibly defeat the Death Priestess or tear apart the barrier!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless, Sion didn’t want to waste another second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have a way. Buy me time. It won’t take long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped fighting the incoming skeletons and stood still, closing his eyes—as if he had given up completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is he doing, Sir Sion! Has he lost his mind!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian cried out in desperation. If he stopped now, he’d be swept away by the wave of bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Priestess also saw this and clicked her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, so he finally gives up and starts begging his Goddess for salvation? How boring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twitch appeared beneath the Death Priestess’s eye. That was the signal. Even more skeletons charged toward the War Cult believers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian screamed like a last cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Block them! Protect him! Protect Sir Sion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already too late. Since defeat was inevitable anyway, they had no choice but to believe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A desperate battle began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Flame Cult believers fought to the death around him, Sion, their last hope, turned inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Separated from the chaotic battlefield as if a barrier surrounded him, he listened to the voice within his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, the beating of his heart echoed like a war drum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Matching that rhythm, an incomplete loop appeared. The scattered paths of holiness, drawn by his will, slowly interlocked and began to turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Endless circulation. Not a single drop of divine power wasted.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to his concentration pushed to the extreme, Sion felt one second stretch like a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy loop, which should have taken ages to build—this circle slowly, precisely took root throughout Sion’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stream of holiness began to flow without resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unimpeded, like a falcon tearing through clouds, like a swordfish piercing water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The accelerated power instantly strengthened Sion’s body. Speed, strength, resistance—nothing was lacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sion! At last…]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of Achille, watching from her throne, was filled with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the loop was complete. A ring of light crossed his inner being, driving away the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whiiiooo…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuuuuuung!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incomplete holy loop responded to his enlightenment, forming a perfect circle. His soul and body merged with divine power, becoming a vast furnace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black holy energy settled onto the sword in his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quality was entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a mighty force so powerful that even a Demon Lord’s servants would tremble at the mere sight of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was only a sacred flame capable of lighting a single palm, when mixed with Sion’s loop, it became something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the situation had already reached its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kghaaak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian staggered, his shoulder struck by a skeleton’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir Sion! We’re at our limit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian screamed in despair. And at that exact moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwaaaaaaahhhhh―!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pressure wave erupted from Sion’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame Cult believers were stunned. His aura was completely different from moments ago. It was as if the man had changed in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Dangerous.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Death Priestess instinctively felt a threat from this alien energy and unleashed her ultimate power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as a gray tidal wave, truly meant to end everything, surged toward Sion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion slowly coated his blade with Sacred Flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwaaarrrk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames as black as if devouring all light began to cling to the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burning like a fire pulled from the abyss, the black flames were eerily calm. At the same time, they distorted the surrounding space as if sucking everything in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its core, pure particles sparkled like stars in the night sky, flowing like a galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born from the power of the Goddess of War Achille, Sion’s enlightenment, and the completion of the holy loop—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Black Flame, the pure symbol of destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rakian gazed at the black flames, forgetting even to breathe. His faith and common sense refused to comprehend the scene before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The Sacred Flame’s power is…!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was far too immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was visible was only the tip of the iceberg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sacred Flame on the blade was just a fraction. The fire burning within was like molten lava deep inside a massive volcano.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if to prove Rakian’s prediction, Sion slowly raised his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pitch-black sacred fire danced along the blade like it was alive, responding to his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwaaarrrk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pillar of black fire shot skyward, higher than anyone could imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Flame reached the ceiling of the barrier, beginning to burn away the aura of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The barrier melted. Through the cracks in the ashen sky of the mental realm, the damp night sky of the swamp became visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Priestess felt fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t understand how this was possible. The Flame Cult believers felt the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could that tiny sacred flame have been ignited to such magnitude?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could understand. And Sion didn’t wish to be understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of War’s knight simply declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Death Priestess. Once I destroy this barrier, how long can you fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hwaaaahhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion swung the starry flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schedule: Every mon, wed, fri and sun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Review at\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NovelUpdate\u003C\u002Fp>",2005,"2026-05-30T06:48:22.319Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.110Z",1,"novelbin.me","52b7417383c541dca8befd5b685f0c5fcb94c514fbeb664fff73f76bdab28ec2","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-63","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-61",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-cover.jpg"]