109: Chapter 109 wasn't that impressive, was it?

Upon hearing Veilla's words, the existence in the darkness responded with indifferent nonchalance.

"Curses? Even the Goddess of Curses could not place a curse upon me. For a mere Mortal like you to think you can, it is simply delusional."

"Forget it. In consideration of how much you have helped me, I will spare you the torment and grant you a swift death."

"Furthermore, you can rest assured that I will fulfill your wish. I will reignite the flames of war upon this God-given land and spread my faith."

After saying this, seeing Veilla still gritting his teeth, without speaking a word of rebuttal or begging with tears, the existence in the darkness seemed to lose interest: "Do it."

"Squish—" As the existence in the darkness finished speaking, those soldiers thrust their swords forward, piercing Veilla's body.

Veilla did not die immediately. Clutching the sword that had pierced his body, he looked toward the darkness and laughed viciously.

"God of War, I will be waiting for you down below, waiting for those wizards to send you down."

"Oh, no, that's not right. When you fall into the hands of those wizards, your fate will be ten thousand times more miserable than mine. You will never find release, you..."

Before Veilla could finish his sentence, he breathed his last and lay in a pool of blood.

At the same time, a man whose face and figure were identical to the statue, though slightly translucent, drifted out from the darkness.

Seeing this person, the sword-wielding soldiers made no move, as if they hadn't seen him at all.

Walking to Veilla's corpse, God of War looked down, a scornful smile appearing on his lips as he scoffed with disdain.

"Wizards? It seems these creatures left a deep impression on you, otherwise you wouldn't be using them to threaten me at the moment of your death."

"But a Mortal is just a Mortal; they will never understand the greatness and power of gods. I suspect those wizards are merely a bunch of pests who have mastered some extraordinary abilities."

"If they don't come, that's fine; they can live a little longer. But if they dare to come, I wouldn't mind raising my hand and crushing them all to death."

After saying this, God of War waved his hand, ordering the soldiers to carry Veilla's body away and telling someone to clean up the blood in the hall.

Veilla's death did not cause even a ripple in this castle, as if the castle had already forgotten its owner; it was all the same whether he was there or not.

At this moment, God of War sat on a row of wooden chairs closest to the statue, his back to the door, facing the statue holding a long spear, a smile on his lips.

Meanwhile, a Tall Man walked into the hall with a solemn expression on his face, came behind God of War, and spoke respectfully.

"My Lord, your servant has arrived. I do not know what tasks you require your servant to complete. Please, feel free to command me; it is my honor."

God of War did not turn around, continuing to gaze at the statue as he spoke.

"Now that the obstacles preventing me from saving those lost lambs have been resolved, you may spread my glory to more people, scattering it to even more distant places."

Upon hearing God of War's words, the Tall Man's expression became fanatical, his face flushed red: "May the Lord's light redeem the lost lambs!"

Seeing the Tall Man in this state, God of War nodded with satisfaction: "Then hurry up and begin."

The Tall Man nodded respectfully: "I shall obey the Lord's command."

After saying this, the Tall Man turned and walked outside.

However, before he had taken a few steps, he heard God of War's voice ring out from behind him again.

"Wait. Do you recognize these two warriors of mine? Do you know where they have gone?"

Upon hearing God of War's words, the Tall Man immediately stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked toward the position where God of War was.

At some point, God of War, who had originally been sitting with his back to the Tall Man, had stood up and was now facing him.

Beside God of War, a patch of blood-red mist emerged.

As the Tall Man looked on, the blood-red mist churned violently, eventually transforming into the appearance of two men.

These two were none other than Yaze and Xia'er, the two that Byron had encountered and killed.

Seeing the appearance of these two, the Tall Man immediately nodded and said respectfully with his head bowed.

"My Lord, I know these two. Their names are Yaze and Xia'er. They came to see me this morning and told me they knew of someone who possessed a pure Soul and wanted to bring them as a sacrifice to the Lord."

"Naturally, I could not refuse such a request. If I hadn't been busy, I would have accompanied them as well."

At this point, the Tall Man paused, then added: "What is it, my Lord? Did they succeed in their mission and offer a pure Soul to the Lord?"

Upon hearing the Tall Man's words, God of War's expression gradually turned gloomy.

"Not only did those two fail to offer me the Soul, but they even died out there themselves!"

Upon hearing this, the Tall Man looked at God of War with a shocked expression.

But immediately after, as if he had remembered something, he knelt on the ground in terror, repenting incessantly for having offended the Lord's countenance.

Seeing the Tall Man in this state, God of War's gloomy expression softened slightly, though his tone remained just as sinister.

"That is enough. I do not blame you. I have a task for you now."

Hearing this, the Tall Man stopped his repentance and breathed a small sigh of relief.

"What are the Lord's instructions?"

God of War: "The matter of redeeming the lost lambs can wait for now. First, send people to investigate this matter clearly. I want to see exactly who has the audacity to kill my warriors."

The Tall Man nodded immediately: "I shall obey the Lord's command."

God of War waved his hand: "Very well, you may go."

Upon hearing this, the Tall Man stood up, lowered his head, and walked slowly toward the door with his back to it. Only after he was far away from God of War did he dare to turn and walk outside.

Left in the hall, God of War looked at his own tall statue and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that the wizard Veilla spoke of killed those two? According to the information transmitted back via Divine Power, those two seemed to have fought for quite a long time."

"In that case, if they could fight that wizard for such a long time relying solely on such thin Divine Power, it seems the wizard Veilla spoke of is not that impressive after all."

"It seems I was truly overthinking it. This world has actually just been born, and it hasn't had time to give birth to any gods yet."

Speaking up to this point, God of War's expression became increasingly radiant, and his tone grew excited.

"It seems this world really is my God-given land. If I can monopolize the entire faith of this world,"

"and even take advantage of the period before the world's gods are born to usurp their divine offices,"

"wouldn't I be able to become an existence like the Sun God, with the entire world prostrate at my feet?!"

At the thought of this, the corners of God of War's mouth involuntarily curled up, and he smiled very brightly.

...

"Achoo—"

Meanwhile, on a hill near the castle on the edge of this wilderness,

Byron sneezed and thought to himself: "Who is thinking of me?"

Rubbing his nose, he once again cast his gaze toward the castle standing on the wilderness.