[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-villain-s-pov":3,"chapter-the-villain-s-pov-the-villain-s-pov-chapter-506":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","THE VILLAIN'S POV",{"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},337059,598,"Chapter 506: The Executioner Chosen by God","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-506",506,"\u003Cp>The Ultras Continent – Eastern Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere deep inland, hundreds of kilometers from the coast...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A certain squad was locked in battle against enemy forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This marked the fourteenth day since the second phase of the war began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey Starlight and his comrades had pushed far forward... but with every terrifying advance he made,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their numbers shrank drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a thousand men, only a few dozen remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reckless decisions of their commander .. his strange, relentless choices ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had driven many to flee, and most were already dead from the previous clashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Frey and the remnants of his unit were deep in enemy territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were under constant attack, day and night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the front, the back, the right, the left...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brutality of the Ultras hunted them endlessly from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey Starlight was a true monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite their unfavorable situation, he slaughtered every enemy in the end—no matter how many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time each battle ended, not a single Ultra survived .. this was an undeniable truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even with his overwhelming strength, he was still only one man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t stop everything alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many soldiers would often die before Frey could even reach them with his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the strongest individuals in their unit couldn’t always save them in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After every fight, Frey would order the burial of every fallen comrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process often took a long time, as their bodies were mixed with those of the enemy ..making the task exhausting and undesirable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Frey did it himself .. so no one else could object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they were done, they’d rest for just one night ..before marching again under their commander’s orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cycle repeated again and again...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the point that some began to lose themselves, trying desperately to keep up with his relentless momentum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much blood...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what the Saint Candidate, Uriel Platini, thought as she witnessed it all with her clear blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of yet another brutal battle\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.one that claimed the lives of many ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel wandered among the corpses, after healing all those who remained alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that field of death and blood... she often had to choke back the nausea rising in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t accustomed to scenes like these... Even though she had somewhat expected them, reality and imagination were never the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel would always walk among the corpses at the end of every battle, making herself a witness to all that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was her way of adapting .. to move forward as if nothing had occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Frey. Like Sansa. And like the others from the mad squad who followed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could kill without blinking. Continue without their hearts flinching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how hard she tried... Uriel couldn’t do the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this was only the beginning made it even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What exactly are you trying to prove here... Frey?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was he leading them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel Platini... she was the girl chosen to be the next Saintess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She came to the war following in the footsteps of her predecessor—the current Saintess, Eurasha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, when the time came, Uriel escaped... following Frey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already known, vaguely, that he would make such a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why she came with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With you... I felt like I could run away. Run away from them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, she found herself trapped in this land of blood and death...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like she’d escaped one dark fate, only to fall into something even darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, among the corpses, Uriel drowned in her thoughts... clutching tightly at her sleeves, trying to suppress the growing pain that had been getting worse lately...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely lost in her own world, she was finally pulled back to reality when she heard a voice nearby ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"O Hollow One before all creation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grant me silence, and drench me in forgetfulness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let my shadow consume me,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And let my eyes see nothing but the end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was reciting a prayer... a kind Uriel was quite familiar with—one only uttered by the devout of the Church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknowingly, her feet moved her toward the source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man reciting it... was someone she had seen quite a lot in the past few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man with terrifying features that set him apart from other humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had never seen a man with such an absurd amount of muscle...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing well over two meters tall, shirtless with a torso covered in scars, he sat quietly reciting prayers in front of both allies’ and enemies’ corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel recognized him as one of the Eight Strangers who followed Frey—the heretic, Grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim noticed her presence and paused his prayers to greet her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... Saintess Platini. What an honor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said it with a repulsive smile that sent chills down her spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sun will soon set, and with it, the souls of these poor souls will fade. Some will find paradise... others, torment. Saintess Platini, let us pray for them together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled as he invited her, but Uriel couldn’t say anything. Her tongue failed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, for some reason, she never felt comfortable around this man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim, the heretic... a former servant of the Church ..specifically the Inquisition Division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been excommunicated long ago and was banned from ever entering the Holy Island again after causing a massacre that left dozens dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among his victims were reportedly children... not even ten years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children, men, women .. all slaughtered brutally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When asked about his motives later, he claimed he was merely following the orders of his so-called god... the Lord of Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was labeled insane, sentenced to death multiple times... but always managed to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somehow... now he stood at the vanguard of the war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong, Saintess Platini?\" Grim asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel answered with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forgive me, I was lost in thought for a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting beside him, she began reciting her own prayers, prompting Grim to smile even wider and join in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long, but by the time they were done, night had already fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Uriel caught her breath, she found her gaze drifting to Grim, who remained in deep prayer...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he looked like a devout believer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn’t help remembering the truth... the truth of the monster who crushed enemies’ skulls with his bare hands throughout the past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim the Heretic ..renowned for his physical strength and iron-crushing grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never lost his smile, even when splattering brains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of body count, Grim had killed more enemies than anyone else, second only to Frey Starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what set his victims apart... was the horrific state he left them in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed like a beast who genuinely enjoyed blood and slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that same beast now sat beside her, praying for the souls of his victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man... was anything but normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he finished, he stood as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Saintess Platini. Let us continue purging this world of evil and follow in the footsteps of the hero, Frey Starlight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... of course,\" Uriel smiled, giving a slight nod. But she couldn’t ignore a certain detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps I misheard... but did you just say ’the hero Frey Starlight’?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word \"hero\" could be interpreted and used in many different ways. Anyone in this world could be called one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Grim had said wasn’t necessarily strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... for the followers of the Church specifically, that word held a very particular meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t used lightly—it referred to only one person: the Promised Hero, the one chosen by the Lord of Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a devout servant of the Church to use it to describe Frey... was unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim, with his eyes still closed and that ominous smile on his face, turned back toward Uriel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is Frey Starlight not a hero of this world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me?\" Uriel asked, puzzled. But Grim continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Lord of Light is the one who grants us humans our blessings and grace. He guides us. He gives us strength to carry on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frey Starlight was born with immense gifts ..power beyond comprehension. And that power could only come from the Lord of Light himself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heroes aren’t always radiant... Sometimes, they’re born in the dark.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim spoke with absolute conviction\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.. entranced by the man he followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is the executioner placed upon this earth by our Lord to sever the necks of all heretics. Even if he denies it, Frey Starlight is one of the Lord’s chosen heroes... a true one, who delivers justice through blood and fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim was entirely captivated by the portrait of carnage Frey had painted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly believed that such overwhelming power couldn’t have emerged from nothing .. that it was a divine gift from his so-called god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why... Grim had chosen to follow Frey .. because to him, Frey was the true executioner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel listened to this madness in silence, only further confirming the twisted nature of the squad that followed Frey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man himself never believed in the Lord of Light, not even once ..yet Grim insisted he was one of the Lord’s heroes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grim wasn’t a devout believer. He was simply a lunatic .. one who delighted in death and bloodshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beast who justified his atrocities in the name of the god he claimed to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside such filth, remembering the vision she once saw in the past...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uriel couldn’t help but wonder—what kind of future awaited them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what exactly was Frey Starlight trying to reach?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now... he continued to walk ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, quietly, he followed a path that led him toward an entirely different breed of monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>",1610,"2026-05-30T03:41:39.413Z","2026-06-01T04:30:13.202Z",1,"novelbin.me","d72b2aeabe022205e05056d1dfdbbe4518fe92d9abcfa0effbf582ccdc30cc31","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-507","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-505",866,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-villain-s-pov-cover.jpg"]