[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-became-the-patron-of-villains":3,"chapter-became-the-patron-of-villains-became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-219":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Became the Patron of Villains",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},759709,1006,"Chapter 219","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-219",219,"\u003Cp>A dark, yet strangely well-lit deep passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Alon walked through it, he suddenly thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘……I’ve never heard of such a passage existing before.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it wasn’t strange that he didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Psychedelia he played was a game experienced from Eliban’s perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it wasn’t unusual for settings unknown to the player to be hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, what puzzled Alon was that this passage revealed a bizarre inconsistency in the Psychedelia setting he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘……………Even the barbarians seemed to have considered the Horizon as a kind of sanctuary.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he didn’t know the details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Psychedelia, the northern barbarians were nothing more or less than “enemies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had never been any detailed settings or stories revealed about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he vaguely remembered that such a setting existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…….If this place were really connected to the Horizon, the barbarians wouldn’t have left it alone.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the thought crossed his mind—maybe this place wasn’t actually connected to the Horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon briefly pondered that thought before recalling Yutia, who had introduced him to this path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Come to think of it, what exactly was the order given by the Pope?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t asked further because he didn’t want to trouble Yutia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But ever since she introduced this passage to him, Alon had been curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly was the order Yutia had received from the Pope?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’ll ask her once I get out.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, Alon pressed forward continuously until he finally arrived at a massive cavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…….This is… an altar?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he saw the structures built within the cavern, that word immediately came to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was ancient, it exuded a sacred aura at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I should let Yutia know about this when I leave.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a small sigh of admiration, Alon passed the altar and continued forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long had he walked?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He soon noticed the faint light filtering in from a distant point, signaling the end of the cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickening his pace, he headed toward the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally, when he reached the end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……This is, the Horizon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words slipped out unconsciously as he stood there, staring blankly at the scene before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Alon, who was usually indifferent to everything, couldn’t help but let out a breathless sigh of awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t because there was anything particularly dazzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The landscape before his eyes was the same as the one he had always seen in the North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ever-gray sky, the land covered in snow, and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive domed structure standing alone in the vast landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too plain to be called beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, Alon found it beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the sky itself had descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overwhelming horizon was displayed in the vast, untouched white snow covering the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if the sky and the earth had been reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entranced, Alon stared at the scene before him, then slowly took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pristine white snow, untouched by any footprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the first to leave his mark on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘……Honestly, I thought it might not be real.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he passed through the passage, he had considered the possibility that what lay at the end wasn’t the Horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the path had been so easy, it was almost more believable to think it was fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I should give Yutia a gift or something.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly felt grateful to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Meow?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small black creature that had been hiding in his chest suddenly poked its head out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It leaped straight into the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft puff, its entire body was buried in the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, as if unbothered by the cold, it eagerly examined the snow around it, utterly fascinated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Did Blackie always like snow?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the meantime, Basiliora also emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This place is quite peculiar.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, peculiar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[……………Hmm. It’s hard to describe directly, but it just feels that way.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A feeling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes. Almost as if this space is fundamentally disconnected from everything else… That’s why I decided to come out.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah. So that’s why Blackie is acting strangely?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering to himself, Alon watched as Blackie started eating the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Meow-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly retrieved Blackie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already spent quite a bit of time walking, and he didn’t want to keep Yutia waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, with Blackie tucked back into his chest, Alon moved forward and stopped in front of the massive structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gigantic domed building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its enormous doors stood wide open, almost inviting him in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This place feels even stranger.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes. It doesn’t seem particularly dangerous… but it feels odd, so be on your guard.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nodding at Basiliora’s advice, Alon cautiously stepped inside the dark entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he did, pitch-black darkness enveloped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, the faint light filtering in from outside dimly illuminated the interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on that faint glow, he walked deeper inside and soon arrived at the center of the building, where the ceiling was open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, he found a door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A door so old that turning its handle seemed likely to produce the creak of rusted hinges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood alone in the middle of the pristine snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling slightly puzzled, Alon reached out and grasped the handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment he opened the door—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You’ve arrived.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great Chieftain Luraka.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, beyond furious—he was seething with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl had trespassed upon the barbarians’ sacred sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a breezy smile, she had nonchalantly defiled the sacred land that had been protected for over a thousand years and shattered countless spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of one girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when she revealed the reason for her intrusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fury surged so violently that he nearly lost consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sanctuary was as precious as life itself to the barbarians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the greatest warriors were ever permitted to enter it, and even then, only once in their lifetime, to receive their sacred markings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, this girl had trampled upon a place all barbarians cherished as their very souls—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the mere purpose of using it as a shortcut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had crushed every sacred spell that had stood for over a thousand years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing left to hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every barbarian, without hesitation, rushed at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, he had many questions for the girl standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How she had discovered the sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How she had so easily broken the sacred spells that even the greatest shamans could not undo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, vigilance was also necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the moment the girl uttered those words—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka, consumed by rage, lost even the slightest shred of patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forgetting even to command the barbarians he led, he swung his axe and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the result was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It arrived before him in the worst possible form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka let out a faint sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision was no longer filled with the ashen earth but with a land drenched in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The piled snow, soaked in crimson, melted into the ground, turning it into a muddy swamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The freshly spilled, bright red snow that had yet to melt froze under the cold of the snowy mountains, forming eerie strands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the midst of it all— stood the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a few movements, she had turned the ashen land into a sea of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had crushed countless of her kin into pools of blood in mere moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst a world drenched in red, she stood there, her eyes gleaming even redder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply standing, unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka clenched his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it on his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terror of death that had just moments ago painted his comrades in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one was an exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the chieftains leading the barbarians were gripped by awe and fear at the power the girl had displayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka was no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands, gripping his weapon, trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to suppress it, but his body had already escaped his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing he could do— was to cautiously roll his eyes and look ahead again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there— the girl still stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calmly, or perhaps leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, it was precisely that incomprehensible demeanor that dragged the barbarians deeper into the abyss of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……Turtur.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your command, Great Chieftain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blow the Black Horn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Luraka made his choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lieutenant, Turtur, widened his eyes for a moment at the command but responded immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he retrieved the Black Horn from his garments and blew into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woooooong—!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound so loud it echoed through the vast snowy mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fear that had just moments ago dominated the barbarians began to wane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luraka, too, shed the terror that had weighed upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as he turned toward Yutia, who was still standing there leisurely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll regret not stopping us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he spoke—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It fell, suddenly and without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaaaaang—!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavens and the earth trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snowflakes covering the ground were thrown into the air, whipping into a blizzard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood-soaked swamp shattered, buried beneath the upheaval of earth and snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, emerging from the destruction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hmph—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark-skinned Outer God,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who had descended upon the North months ago and hidden his presence, was finally revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have summoned me.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neltar, the Undying One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a demon, horns protruded from his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four massive arms and four towering legs loomed over all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sound of his voice, laced with a sinister amusement, Luraka bowed his head with reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. O Great Outer God, I wish to invoke the authority granted in exchange for a sacrifice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[So, what is your request?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill that girl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neltar, seemingly intrigued, questioned further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You would use my power for something so trivial? Are you certain?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Well, it is your granted authority, so I won’t question it. However—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners of the dark-skinned Outer God’s mouth curled into a grotesque smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[If you wish to borrow my power again, you must offer another five thousand living sacrifices, as you did before.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I shall do so.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hmph—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Living sacrifices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A conversation filled with horrific terms concluded with a simple, expectant remark:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How exciting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Neltar’s gaze turned toward Yutia, the faintest hint of regret flickered across Luraka’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had offered up captured Caliban soldiers and knights as living sacrifices to obtain this authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected to use it on the girl standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not regret summoning the Outer God at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had seen it with his own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power that defied comprehension— the power that, with a single step, had annihilated an entire Caliban forward base, where thousands had been stationed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Luraka simply watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Neltar, like a child finding a new toy, took deliberate, expectant steps toward Yutia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Now, I suppose I should bid you farewell—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Oh, fa—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Neltar reached the girl—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could speak no further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, a question arose in Luraka’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, he saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shudder, shudder, shudder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being, an unfathomable existence he had been certain would erase the girl without a trace—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Why… are you here…?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was now trembling in fear, his body shaking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>",1875,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.413Z",1,"novelbin.me","e25af1daee038ba4fbfadacdbea75531d00210c1d41ab5462d524c7375a3fcf7","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-220","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-218",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]