173 – Shard of Power (2)
“…Oh right.”
As I desperately hold on to the spirit that grows distant after seeing the fruit, I am about to go back, but Flora’s voice catches me, surprised as if she realized it only then.
I also thought for a moment that there was something hidden, but Judging by Flora’s way of speaking, it doesn’t seem like that. Really, it’s just that I was surprised or just remembered it.
“Why?”
“That… It seems that the angels and subordinates I gave the order are still carrying out the order as it is…”
“Speaking of orders…”
“Yes, killing the gods of the world, or spreading the faith in Faust… something like that…”
“Hmm…”
Flora’s attitude in confessing that fact is hesitant, perhaps because she doesn’t want to say it.
Her impulsiveness and aggression were only strengthened by the divine power of light, but it seems that Flora’s true intention was to make me the seat of the only god and to make the people of the world praise me. Well, so did Nero.
“It just went well. I didn’t like being able to level up.”
“yes?”
“Angels are things that can be created just by breathing, so I’m going to make that opponent a warrior party.”
Benefits come from unexpected places.
Even if I said that I would train them myself, I was worried about the act of absorbing the life force of other objects to increase my own strength, that is, because I couldn’t level up, but I was able to solve it with this.
Angels are easily created by the Goddess of Light, but since they’re not ubiquitous baboons, they’re a great resource for leveling up.
“Those… the subordinates…”
“Family?”
“Yes, what do you plan to do…?”
But at that moment, Flora suddenly makes a strange noise.
A family member… Ah, do you mean the army of demons and monsters that I just made into a meat shield to protect everyone?
Hmmm… honestly, it doesn’t matter if you treat them the same as angels.
It’s not a precious clan like Flora or Nero, it’s just a rough one, and it’s supposed to have low or no intelligence, so why is that—… Hmm.
‘Looks like he doesn’t like it.’
Flora is nervous. It means that my followers and their juniors are anxious, imagining the future where they will be killed by the hero party.
…Huh, but I can’t help it.
It was made for the purpose of making meat shields to prepare for attacks in Cerapia, so there are a lot of them, but wouldn’t it be extremely complicated if I grabbed their hands one by one and poured demonic energy like I did to Nero or Flora?
Above all, in order to recover the miscellaneous powers that can be created right now, he even ordered the warriors to capture them alive instead of killing them, and when things go wrong, it becomes a nuisance. Conversely, the warrior party can be dangerous.
“Flora, since you’re one of my followers, you will have a vague idea of what I’m thinking. If you really want your followers that much, only those with intelligence above a certain level will be merciful.”
“…Yes, Master Faust.”
Flora nodded her head and said it regretfully, but I didn’t feel any objection or anything like that at all.
There is only a sense of duty and loyalty to follow the master’s decision as a member of the family, and a sense of relief that only highly intelligent juniors have been recovered.
“Faust-sama!!”
At that moment, a portal opens next to me, and Aigokeros, who was in charge of scouting the world, jumps out from there.
Since Aigokeros, a goat beast, was polymorphed like an old gentleman at my request as a child, he always took a calm stance to match his appearance, but that is not the case now.
Literally, it is only taking the form of a messenger delivering urgent news while throwing away its body.
“Faust-sama’s followers are burning and killing the world, that is to say, everything that opposes Faust-sama!!”
“That’s it… isn’t that what it’s always been like?”
“This time it’s different. The one who leads the head of the clan calls himself Cerberus, and has already killed three gods. A strength that even I can’t match—senpai?”
“…?”
Aigokeros stopped reporting and suddenly looked at Flora with his mouth shut.
It is hard to imagine that Aigokeros stopped talking in the middle without any intervention.
Following the gaze of Aigokeros, there is Flora, who is drenched in sweat and restlessly rolling her eyes, not knowing what to do.
“That… uh… um… I guess I… did it…”
“…”
Flora hesitantly confesses, and Aigokeros is at a loss for words.
Me too.
Well… Flora was the representative of the Goddess of Light, so if something happened, it would of course be Flora’s fault, but if you’re so embarrassed, I don’t have anything to say either.
“…What is that Cerberus?”
“This is a beast created by Faust-sama… That, a dog-headed beast created by tying together Faust-sama and Belial’s demons, devils, angels, monsters, corpses, and the sacred power and divine power of Serapia… yo… It’s hard to name without a name, so I gave it a random name…”
“…ah.”
I remember now. Seeing the corpses scattered all over the place, it was a shame to just throw them away, so I made a dog-headed beast by weaving them together.
Looking at the beast, Belial said nonsense that it was just the two of us because her demonic energy was mixed in, and Flora was terrified and had a hard time handling it.
…Now that I think about it, I didn’t put too much self-respect.
The material is so awful.
Following that, he was also influenced by the Divinity of Light, so it’s going to be very strong, and it’s only natural that Aigokeros can’t stand it.
“..hmm.”
Then it will be a very good training material.
If it’s that strong, the warriors’ party will be able to level up very quickly and easily, right? If I beat him to the brink of death and pour out demonic energy to bring him back to his senses, I’ll be able to make him a member of my family again.
They beat him up to the brink of death and make him his ally… Come to think of it, it’s like a game or cartoon with pocket monsters. Cerberus, you are mine! should I say
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“Bok, I obey!! I will obey!!”
“Long live Faust-sama! Long live Lucia, the disciple of Faust-sama, the only god!!”
“The lizards will do this a long time ago.”
In the desert city, where everything is burned, broken, and ruined, Cerberus looks around with an insignificant expression and says, Cerberus’ eyes make those who touch them tremble with fear, and Cerberus’ breath makes those who touch it fall into a state of panic where they can’t think properly.
The appearance of Cerberus is a bizarre mixture of undead, demons, and angels, and it arouses a sense of rejection just by looking at it.
If it was just the appearance, everyone wouldn’t have reacted this way, but Cerberus has power that matches his appearance.
“Did you hear? They said they would apostatize you?”
[Bug, same thing… Threatening with life…]
“Then you should have been stronger and protected them. There is nothing more foolish and stupid than a weak god protecting his followers.”
With parts of his body cut to pieces, the god of fire, who is being crushed by Cerberus, continues his speech desperately, burning the dying flame of life.
If a person with a warrior’s heart had seen this scene, he would have been moved by the fire god’s determination and reacted in his own way.
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“I’m sorry…”
The head of the god of fire, which had only a weak energy of life until just now, was crushed and shattered by Cerberus.
Seeing the god their ancestors served for thousands of years die so futile and easy is so shocking that the Dragonians who see it find it hard to recognize reality as reality.
It is to the point of doubting whether this is a bad dream, but the fear and pain that engulfs the whole body vividly reminds us that it is not a dream, but reality.
‘To hear that the senior left, things got messed up.’
And looking down at the shocked Draconians, Cerberus lamented inwardly.
Because now the only true power is left.
Cerberus’ eyes see a hopeless future.
A future in which Faust, who hates this kind of thing, refuses to be the only Absolute, comes upon them and wipes out everything.
“Where’s the next god?”
“We have to go to Snow Mountain. The Ice God is said to be sleeping there.”
“Okay, I’ll go there.”
If so, the task should be completed as soon as possible.
We must kill as many gods as possible to raise Faust-sama’s status.
Even though he was just born, Cerberus, who is infinitely loyal to Faust, the creator of him, judges that what he is doing is extremely right.
I don’t need any god other than Faust.
That is the idea and notion that Cerberus, no, all of Faust’s family have.