[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group":3,"chapter-infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-chapter-245":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Infinite Faith System: Join the Divine Chat Group",{"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},1373425,1815,"Chapter 245","infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-chapter-245",245,"\u003Cp>It isn’t quite accurate to say that I’m lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, Constantine couldn’t find his way back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in this Hell,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not only did no demons attack him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>on the contrary—when demons saw him, they ran away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also mindless creatures roaming about; Constantine was speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m supposed to be the vanguard of the invasion of Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smoked a cigarette as yellow sand blew straight into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did it feel like he was only getting farther and farther from where he needed to be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a new line of text lit up in the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tanjirou: \"Then build an altar already. Don’t be an idiot!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Money-Loving Fox: \"He’s obviously anxious. If you’ve got people around, it’s fine—set up a transmission channel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon Hunter: \"Hey, I came to Hell to have tea with Satan, but that old boy totally snubbed me and ran off! Fake...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blond Boy Sam: \"Then make an altar and summon a goddess heroic spirit to help. Got any sacrifices?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon Hunter: \"Yeah, there are still some trinkets in Hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a black, dragon-etched longsword lay on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a magical weapon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a treasure of Hell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>brimming with energy, enough to power an altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless black divine runes rose from the earth and fanned out to form a vast array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rocks on the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>drawn by supernatural force,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>gathered into a square altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic sword plunged into the center of the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantine began to pray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>29 \"Great God of Eternity, Your believer Constantine is in trouble and seeks the aid of a goddess heroic spirit. With this magic sword as a sacrifice, I summon a heroic spirit to descend into this world...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the chanting ended,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>black light speared into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>God-Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cluster of Dark Goddesses at play all received the notice at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m going!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way, Sister Baguio, it’s my turn this time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re crazy, Yaoyao. Shouldn’t I get a turn this time?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All of you, stop it. We’ve all been to the lower realm. Let El Quette go this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commonly known as Sister Kui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a woman who seemed calm but was actually battle-mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Yaoyao feared her a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because when El Quette fought, reason didn’t apply at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And thanks to her former existence as a vampire, she had extraordinary regenerative power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She specialized in the soul, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, body and soul alike were terrifyingly strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the goddesses, she was a solid mid-to-upper-tier figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, El Quette was holding a book and quietly savoring the story. Hearing her friends chatter, she folded the book with a small smile. \"Sisters, don’t quarrel. If you want to go, go. I can keep reading.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to going down to the lower world to play,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she preferred to socialize here and read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, since she said that,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>no one else felt like going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they gave the honor to El Quette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that her sisters had stopped arguing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the blonde, mature woman smoothed her hair, her body dissolved into blood, and she vanished from sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think El Quette is going to dominate the lower realm again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm... maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Depends on the world, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So which world is Sister Kui going to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A world of ghosts and gods—its priest is trapped in Hell and can’t find his way back...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the room fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddesses held their foreheads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yaoyao ground her teeth and sighed. \"We were just bickering and totally forgot—that woman goes all-in when she fights.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine. Didn’t Ishtar get knocked around not long ago? If she gets punished, she’ll be quiet for a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karen was delighted, though her face stayed cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehehe...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There weren’t many goddess summons now; most worlds had already been gathered into the God-Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few still needed help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they treasured every chance to go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, though, the geographical environment was abysmal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light and Life factions both passed on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other factions didn’t want Hell at all; only the Dark Goddesses wanted to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, this would’ve been the Light Element Goddess’s turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette sat upon the Stage of the Gods; her soul separated swiftly under the pull of the summoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she arrived in a Hell of wind and sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantine, beside himself with relief, bowed flatly. \"Greetings, My Lady Goddess. May I ask your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burgundy eyes regarded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"El Quette.\" Then: \"What do you need?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s like this. I used instant teleportation to get into Hell, but it dumped me straight into the back corner. It’s been ten days now—I still haven’t found a portal out of Hell. The army can’t get here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantine poured out his grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, that’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette’s tone was extremely flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reaction at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Constantine was so frightened he nearly wet his pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since we’re simply in Hell, we’ll just destroy it. As for the portal, we’ll crack a gap between the two worlds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the words finished falling,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette stamped her foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground for thousands of miles around shattered on the spot, a terrifying hurricane erupting from her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long golden hair\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>turned blood-red in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smoky armor shrouded her—face and all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bloodline Magic Art: Flying Dragon Break!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fist smashed into the weakest point in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For ten thousand miles, the firmament laced over with spiderwebbing fissures—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then splintered apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Constantine see Hell’s true face, and understand why he hadn’t been able to find the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been trapped inside a spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using a world as the anchor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a small world had been created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for El Quette’s strike, he would have remained in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was shameful to think about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Satan was a wily old thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in the true depths of the Demon Realm, Satan suddenly jolted awake; the wineglass in his hand slipped, hit the floor, and shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, the barrier’s broken!! The messenger of God should be here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the most beautiful place in the demon world,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and at the same time, the place where evil gathered the most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seven Deadly Sins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fallen Angel camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A multitude of Dark Wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woooooo—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the trombone of horns sounded,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the demon army assembled at speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red light speared the sky and came down before the gates of Satan’s palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock wave\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>obliterated the buildings nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the magic arrays were crushed one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan’s face grew extremely solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow bead of cold sweat tracked down his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could actually smell a darker breath radiating from the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the smoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette walked out at an unhurried pace. The air-currents spiraling around her looked like living tentacles, waving lazily in the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it’s you—the one who’s been defying God’s decree?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was cold and rasping,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like frost from the ninth heaven, boring into everyone’s hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan wanted to say, It wasn’t me, I didn’t—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Arrogant Demon beside him bellowed, \"What kind of bird are you, mouthing off to our Lord of Hell? With me—kill this stinking woman!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh-heh-heh... I like this fallen woman—her scent is intoxicating. I can’t help wanting a taste...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon King of Desire sauntered forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all vile, one and all,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and none of the demon kings noticed Satan’s face twisting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette snorted and couldn’t be bothered to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body vanished on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spray of blood blossomed in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arrogant Demon’s entire body was ripped into pieces of flesh—so fast that no one saw it coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time—freeze!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon King of Desire roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time in the area simply stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t only Lucifer who could use such spells; they could, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Demon King of Desire realized those strange red tentacles had already slid beneath his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next step would be his obliteration. 980\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan’s eyes lit—thinking he’d seized his chance—he unleashed his power to smother El Quette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he moved,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a cold voice drifted into his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really think time is under your control?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Satan’s consciousness, he had already rushed forward and struck this strange woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in reality,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he hadn’t moved at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was still stopped—only this time, they were the ones controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scarlet tentacles flexed and tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette’s voice sounded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our God holds true time. Even goddesses like me, who aren’t specialists in time, can master time magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... I was toying with you just now. I’m bored now. You can all die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each wet sound, a flower of blood opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan’s blood ran black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After death he re-formed in the blood—his power only diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems that, as King of Hell, you’ve got some strength. Then how about this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt the little divine power left in her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blood-soaked divine curse flared in El Quette’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bloodline Magic Curse—Kill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She used blood as the medium and cursed Satan, Lord of Hell, to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole of Hell shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the realm itself wept for Satan’s fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Goddess of Blood, Satan was nothing but a toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great gouts of blood streamed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satan—dead in the truest sense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>El Quette turned and said to the figure behind her, \"Well, that was fun. Goodbye~~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile bloomed bright—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>like a big sister from next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constantine answered her without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when her figure vanished did the magic sword he’d offered as a sacrifice reappear before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end it crumbled into wind and sand, and disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This goddess... is she evil, or innocent...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She killed without blinking—more terrifying in her evil than any demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it was all over, her smile was purer than a naked child’s.\u003C\u002Fp>",1676,"2026-06-05T21:52:16.834Z",1,"novelbin.me","ec301e3a55e0724872f5166f623c5e9f702dc5dd56fb9e008de1e1a4bd1c2d65","infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-chapter-246","infinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-chapter-244",391,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finfinite-faith-system-join-the-divine-chat-group-cover.jpg"]