Chapter 2428: The Love of the Evil God's Faith 33

In the corner of the Edge City tavern, the aroma of beer mixed with tobacco.

Samuel sat quietly beside Jin Chen, keeping him company as he rested and drank.

Several familiar faces, tense and excited, gathered around—residents of Edge City whom Samuel had once protected.

"Lord Abyss!" the leading bearded man rubbed his hands, lowered his voice, "... We want to hire you for a job!"

Samuel and Jin Chen exchanged a glance.

Jin Chen's eyes showed no ripple; Samuel furrowed his brows slightly, "What is it?"

The bearded man instantly grew excited, his face flushing red, "Kidnap the Holy City's Light Priest, Samuel!"

Samuel: "...?"

He suspected he had misheard.

Jin Chen's motion of raising his beer cup paused; the corner of his lips seemed to twitch ever so slightly.

Samuel stared at the bearded man, his voice sinking, "What do you want to kidnap him for?"

"Only he can pray to summon the Light God's descent!" the bearded man choked out, his eyes flashing with near‑fanatical hatred, "We cannot accept that the Light God is the Dark God! We are Godslayers! We will kill that false god!"

Samuel: "..."

Jin Chen: "..."

【Wow.】 Ling Gun Gun used a matchstick claw as a microphone, jeering at Jin Chen, 【What do you think?】

【I daren't even imagine; my wife will be angry.】

The next second, Samuel shot up, knocking over the stool behind him with a harsh screech.

He grabbed the bearded man's collar and slammed him hard against the rough wooden wall.

The force was enough to make the bearded man choke instantly, his eyes bulging.

"I'll kill you!"

Samuel's voice was filled with raging fury.

He could not tolerate that the people he had once protected were now shouting to kill the deity he revered as life itself.

The bearded man's face turned purple from being choked, and he managed to squeeze out a few words, "Black… Abyss… are you… crazy?!"

Jin Chen rose almost as soon as Samuel moved, wrapping his arms around Samuel's tense waist, pulling him back from the bearded man, and with his other hand casually snapped his fingers.

A silent ripple passed over.

The bearded man and his equally shocked companions behind him didn't even utter a groan before collapsing completely unconscious.

"All right, all right, dear."

Jin Chen's low voice sounded close to Samuel's ear, feeling the trembling anger of the body in his embrace.

Samuel panted hurriedly, the crimson in his eyes not yet faded.

"Samuel, without destruction there is no creation; breaking deep‑rooted rules takes time."

"They can't kill me; this is a necessary step in forging a new order, so don't be angry."

Samuel, however, couldn't hear a word of it, "But they…"

The rest of his words were cut off by a warm kiss.

Between their locked lips, Jin Chen whispered, "Aren't I still your most devout follower?"

"Samuel, as long as you keep the faith, I will forever be the god of this continent."

Samuel's body stiffened, then his cheeks uncontrollably flushed with a hot blush.

"Of… of course."

To make the enraged Lord Abyss blush, all it takes is one word from the deity.

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected +7, total 100!】

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Half a year passed slowly beneath the surface calm.

The Godslayers' actions seemed less intense, but the undercurrent never ceased.

That day, the Holy City received an unexpected visitor, the Demon Spirit Clan.

They had once been the most fervent followers of the Dark God, famed across the land for their eerie beauty and wanton wickedness, and had been banished by the deity.

Now they also came, faces bowed, to the Holy See of the Holy City, seeking the deity's forgiveness, longing to turn from evil to good and return to life on the continent.

Leading the party was Priest Lie, who possessed the most blazing red hair and matching eyes, his visage gorgeous to the point of eeriness, recognized as the Demon Spirit Clan's first beauty.

This visit counts as one of the gifts the Demon Spirit Clan offers to the Father God.

He had learned clearly that the human priest named Samuel is the only one who can at any time summon an audience with the deity.

When he brought the Demon Spirit Clan's "sincerity" to find Samuel, Norman happened to be attending to affairs in the Holy See.

Looking at this naked‑ambition‑and‑faith Demon Spirit Priest before him, Norman's heart gave a jolt, an inexplicable strong sense of familiarity rising.

... and an urge to light a candle for the other.

Lie was obviously less polite and more aggressive than Norman had been at first.

He openly sized Samuel up from head to toe, his red lips curling into a provocative arc.

"I've long heard the name of the Holy City's Light Priest; seeing you today… hah, it seems you're nothing special, yet you've managed to earn the Father God's favor for so long."

Samuel: "..."

The Father God was right; the main reason this continent is about to fall apart is that there are truly many abnormal races.

"Well, I'll take it as you praising me." Samuel's cold, gorgeous eyes gained a touch of sickly ruthlessness, which was quickly concealed.

"Then, Demon Spirit Priest, what do you want from the Father God?"

Lie gave a light laugh, laced with contempt, "We Demon Spirits are beings even more beautiful than the elves; I wish to serve the Father God, and He will like me."

Norman stood to the side, silently clutching the dossier in his arms, his eyes full of the gleeful light of someone watching a show.

Sure enough, that's how it is.

Thinking back to the last time he himself had been 'humiliated,' Norman couldn't help feeling a bit of schadenfreude this time.

I don't know how Samuel will handle this……very wanton priest.

Norman glanced over Lie, who was barely clothed.

Samuel looked at him expressionlessly, even colder than when he looked at Norman.

He suddenly turned his head and asked Norman beside him, 'What do you think—would using the same method on you work on him too?'

Norman: '……' His mouth twitched slightly, and he remained silent.

This is practically a public execution.

Samuel, however, let out a soft laugh, the sound very faint.

He looked at Lie's alluring face and said leisurely, 'But I think……changing to another method……might be better.'

Before his words finished, a sudden change occurred.

Samuel, expressionless, grabbed the collar of his holy robe and tore it hard.

The crisp sound of fabric tearing was unusually harsh in the room.

The exquisite holy robe was forcibly torn open a large gap, revealing the white lining inside.

Lie was startled by this sudden action, his pupils constricting, and he instinctively stepped back half a step.

He thought Samuel was about to attack, immediately assumed a defensive stance, and a faint dark power gathered at his fingertips.

However, Samuel's target was not him at all.

Samuel didn't even glance at Lie, turned and kicked over the heavy oak long table beside him.

The documents, ink bottle, and quill on the table clattered to the floor in a mess, ink spilling everywhere, leaving everything in disarray.

Amidst this chaos, the faint dark power Lie had gathered at his fingertips from tension shot toward Samuel.

Samuel seemed 'unable to dodge,' or rather, he simply had no intention of dodging.

That bit of power grazed the outside of his exposed arm.

"Samuel!" Norman exclaimed.

"What are you doing! Is that all you've got?" Lie couldn't believe it.

How can a Light Priest not even know how to fight!

Samuel raised his hand, and several crimson beads of blood immediately seeped out, especially striking against his blindingly white skin.

Samuel staggered a step, his golden hair disheveled from the violent motion, a few strands sticking to the edges of his bleeding wound.

He panted slightly, standing in the midst of the chaos, his holy robe torn, his arm wounded, his golden hair disheveled.

Samuel lowered his head, looking at the utterly bewildered Lie with a half-smile.

Lie: '……???'

He froze in place, the faint magical power still lingering at his fingertips, feeling bewildered and absurd.

"I just released a tiny spark!"

How could things become this chaotic here!

Norman: '……

He clung to the documents, his mind left with only one thought.

Samuel……could he be this harsh on himself?

"Damn it, what exactly do you mean, you……"

Lie made a move to rush over, his alluring face full of anger, but he saw Samuel retreat a few steps, as if unable to support himself, and collapse onto the ground.

Immediately, holy light appeared in the room, the barrier of the great gate prepared for Jin Chen's office shattered and slowly opened.