[{"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-270":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},759560,1006,"Chapter 270 : Obsession with Purity and Jealousy (3)","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-270",270,"\u003Cp>Yuman stared blankly at the scene unfolding before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t the only one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holy knights who had lowered their gazes just moments ago, as if everything was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priests who had been wielding their divine power until the very end to stop the Seraph of Jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those who had been wearing expressions of despair and helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were staring blankly at the sight before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man, radiant in pure white light, with the sunset behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man who had created a galaxy streaked with the hues of dusk across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man standing in the middle of a meteor shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marquis Palatio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the sky painted with sunset, a shower of blue meteors rained down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splendidly, beautifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWAHHHH!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destructively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds, thousands of meteors surged down from the sky, aimed at the nascent sin of Jealousy, and took everything from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wings that were supposed to serve as nutrients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great cocoon that was supposed to birth a body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like how the goddess Sironia erased all that was imperfect from this world, as written in the scriptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell is that......!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, someone blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the person who spoke didn’t seem to expect an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simply awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present shared the same feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Yuman looked down at the Rosario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few meteors that had missed the Seraph were now falling toward the Rosario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tension briefly filled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a meteor burst midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was blocked effortlessly by an invisible, pure white divine radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman quickly realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this was a divine fortress defense mechanism powered by Rosario’s holy power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The fortress defense should only activate with at least two cardinals present.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the doubt arose, a scene flashed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon speaking to Yutia earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman realized that Yutia and Sergius were not present at the moment and gave a hollow laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon had known all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment they arrived here, he had known this would happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is... the Hidden Saint.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman looked at Alon with eyes that now went beyond reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huff—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had the meteor shower ended than Alon descended onto the temple roof using Thunderstep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately deactivated the Reverse Heaven and gasped for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haa—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounded out of his control, his eyes losing focus and then regaining clarity repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Did I last 30 seconds...? 40 seconds...? I guess this is the limit without using divinity.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon wiped the warm blood trickling from his nose and thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But even this was a sufficient result. I managed to endure even without divinity.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon hadn’t used divinity during the ritual just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, he had used the spell with all safety measures turned off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it could have caused his brain to melt or his mana core to rupture and kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Alon had taken such a risk was simple—he could no longer afford to recklessly burn through his divine power like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The amount of divinity gathered now was completely different from what he had back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing that the fight against sin would not end with just one battle, he had conserved it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Still, I’m glad I achieved what I wanted.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon looked up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, emitting bizarre grinding noises, was the Seraph of Jealousy—or rather, the cocoon of sin, now tattered and torn like rags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cocoon had been battered by the meteor shower before the body could even properly form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’ve done all I can.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had literally done everything possible at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had struck before the Seraph of Jealousy could fully transform into a sin, delivering the maximum possible damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But more important than that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had taken away the reverence that was meant to become the power of the sin of Jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had protected the citizens who were now nothing but pure white beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike other sins, the power of the sin of Jealousy strengthened according to the reverence and jealousy gathered by the Seraph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why Alon had chosen to appear before everyone and use his ritual openly, even employing Thunderstep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To steal away as much reverence from the sin as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If only I had been able to buy a bit more time...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought briefly passed through his mind, but Alon pushed the regret aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had maintained the Reverse Heaven longer, he wouldn’t have been able to completely deal with the sin of Jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As far as he knew, once a sin began to awaken, no attack could completely eliminate it—only inflict near-catastrophic damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, to kill an already awakened sin, one must first witness its birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Alon had confirmed it during the meteor shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a certain point, the cocoon that had taken heavy damage stopped receiving any further damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though this was reality, the sin felt like an invincible object from a game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon found that absurd, but steeled his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something that had to be done now, regardless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon gazed at the sin, slowly beginning to stir in its tattered state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is kind of unpleasant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apostle of Purity—or rather, the Apostle of Jealousy—looked up at the sky with a frown, displeased as he watched the cardinals, holy knights, and priests rushing down toward the Rosario like receding waves to help Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where his gaze landed, the sun had fully set behind the mountain and darkness had taken over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, the cocoon had become nothing more than rags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Marquis Palatio.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apostle of Jealousy spat out the name like he was chewing it, then struck the tree he had been leaning on with sharp taps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it hadn’t been for that man, everything would have gone as planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seraph of Jealousy would have successfully bloomed after devouring the priests, knights, and cardinals of Rosario as offerings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, with the forces eliminated, it would have absorbed reverence and fear from the foolish humans and awakened as a sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time “He” manifested, His army would have completely engulfed Rosario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that perfect plan had gone up in smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All because of a single man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, calling him ‘just’ a man feels inaccurate. His abilities are truly extraordinary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apostle looked up at Alon standing tall on the temple roof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, his power was beyond what the apostle had assessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—in that brief moment of overwhelming display, it seemed his entire assessment had been off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a spectacle that even left him speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I have no choice but to acknowledge it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apostle admitted it plainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That he had underestimated Marquis Palatio far more than he should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the man was a far greater threat than anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he felt relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had already prepared for even this kind of situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apostle snapped his fingers gleefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KWA-DUDUDUDUDUNG!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the barren ground, pure white beings—just like the ones the Seraph of Jealousy had created—began to burst forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only where he looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But from all across Rosario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure white beings were crawling up from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-What the hell~!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaaah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apostle hummed a tune as he heard the screams pouring in from Rosario’s capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These pure white beings were creations of the apostle’s divine authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were nothing compared to the pure white beings made by the Seraph of Sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even so, it didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if each one was weak on its own—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sheer overwhelming numbers made up for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had spent hundreds of years preparing for this one moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the fruits of that labor had ripened at last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Desperate wails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams rising and overlapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more chaos filled the air, the more the apostle’s lips curled in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These beings he had created—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would return the stolen reverence, disrupted by unexpected interference, back to “Him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the success of his backup plan take effect through the sounds around him, the apostle stretched out his hand, aiming it at Alon, still standing atop the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a cautious man by nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinarily, he wouldn’t act this recklessly, but the apostle had already grasped the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this very moment was his chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone could see that Alon was exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much so that he couldn’t even detect a simple spell properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If I take him down now, there will be no one left to interfere with His birth.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, the apostle gathered mana at his fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wooooong~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark mana swirled at once, devouring the air with a chilling force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! KWOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy explosion rang out in the apostle’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a place perhaps even outside his line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two beams of light racing along Rosario’s eastern and western walls toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden light so blinding it almost burned his eyes just to see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And something pitch black that looked like it would swallow him into the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing something unusual was happening, the apostle gave up gathering more power and immediately fired his spell at Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that very moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana he had fired—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t even pass Rosario’s outer wall and was erased after brushing against the golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless black hands, which had been reaching toward Alon, twisted the apostle’s own hand in a grotesque direction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creakkkkkk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning it back toward himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guh!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment, the apostle’s eyes shot wide open from the unbearable pain, as if his limbs were being ripped apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures had already arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You bastard, how dare you touch my brother—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With endless black hands spiraling menacingly around him, the King of Curses glared coldly at the apostle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—what are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The God of Thunder, clad in flashing yellow lightning, said.\u003C\u002Fp>",1683,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.412Z",1,"novelbin.me","4a994df555ff2e585f9361bb84b1a1a5ff26c68bfee779acedadd4dce8fa88e6","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-271","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-269",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]