Let them live with that regret for the rest of their lives!

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When Elise returned, a look of curiosity flashed in Elena's eyes.

He was not only concerned about Elise, but also about his sister. However, with Elise around, he felt there shouldn't be any problems.

Seeing the other person's concerned expression, Elise couldn't help but smile and said, "The trial went smoothly. Anyway, you don't have anything to do these few days, so how about I give you a break? You can take this opportunity to go back and visit your sister."

"Just give me a day off tomorrow." He was Elise's bodyguard after all. Although she didn't need his protection right now, he had to do his job since he had been paid.

"I'll have the kitchen prepare some desserts then, and you can take them back for your sister to try."

Why do you seem to treat my sister so well?

"You said yourself that she's your sister, so what's wrong with me being nice to her?" Elise said without changing her expression.

Hearing her say that, Elena felt a little embarrassed, considering the paid leave and the desserts.

"Alright, I have something else to do. Have you seen Rumia?"

"No." Elena shook her head. She had come out of the training ground because it was almost time, and she hadn't seen anyone else yet.

Iris didn't send anyone to find Rumia; she simply called out casually. A streak of light appeared beside Iris, followed by Rumia's figure and a gentle voice in her ear: "Master, is there something you need?"

"Give me a divine blessing."

Although she didn't know why Iris wanted this blessing that could only last for five minutes, Rumia didn't say anything and simply raised her hand to release it.

As a holy light descended upon Elise, she felt a subtle increase in her physical strength.

Divine Blessing is a blessing that every clergy member of the Eternal Church must master. Its effect is to slightly improve physical attributes and purify some low-level negative effects.

Taking advantage of this moment, Elise activated the Mark of Greed. She felt the power of blessing on her body being forcibly pulled into the Mark of Greed, and the original bonus brought by the blessing disappeared.

She carefully assessed the condition of the Greed Mark and realized that it would take nearly a week to convert the temporary blessing into a permanent one.

This is just the lowest level of a useless divine blessing. If she were to find some powerful buffs, it would probably take several months or even years to convert them.

In the long run, the benefits are indeed quite good, but in the short term, it cannot significantly increase Elise's combat power.

Fortunately, the conversion time can be shortened as the branding level increases.

To enhance one's mark, one must be greedy enough, for example, by utilizing another ability of the greed mark: to worship multiple gods and unknowingly usurp their authority.

If it were someone else, they definitely wouldn't know what to do.

But Elise has one unique characteristic: every time she died and came back to life, she could randomly choose a faith. Now, it can be said that she has randomly chosen the faith of all the gods more than once.

Of course, "all" here refers to those that have appeared in the game; the only one she hasn't appeared in yet is Eloise, whom she randomly encountered.

Most importantly, Elise knows the state of the gods, who is in good condition and who is in bad condition. As long as she has this knowledge, she doesn't have to worry about being punished by the gods if she is discovered.

Simply put, you can bully the weak and fear the strong.

Take the God of Shadows, for example. He's in a bad state right now. His followers have lost contact with him because they don't have the Shadow Scepter. Elise thinks she can take advantage of him.

Having made her decision, Elise began chanting the Shadow Prayer.

Lumia and Elena, who were standing nearby, were surprised to find that Iris's figure began to become unpredictable, and then she even turned into a shadow and disappeared into their shadows.

Elena remembered that the Shadow Scepter should be with the little maid. When will Elise be able to control shadows?

Just as she was wondering, Elise emerged from her shadow. She carefully sensed it and realized that, for now, she had only gained the power to manipulate shadows like a typical believer. It might take some time for her to erode the authority over shadows.

Even so, it was enough to surprise Elise; the Shadow Cultists' ability to survive and escape was still commendable.

"This is the power of the Shadow Cultists, but isn't Master's faith in the King of Gluttony?" Rumia looked surprised.

“I am indeed His believer, but no one has stipulated that one cannot worship two gods at the same time.” Elise’s lips curled up slightly, and she had already begun to think about which other half-dead gods might exist.

Elise plans to fleece more wool at the same time so she can knit herself a sweater.

If any of them were to be resurrected, Elise would write a report to the Eternal Church. She knew exactly where the old fogies' hideouts were, and the Eternal Church would be happy to deal with those who deserved to die but hadn't.

There are also some fallen beings, and Elise plans to experiment with that to see if she can go on a rampage and steal their offerings. Although the chances are slim, it's still worth a try.

"But, wouldn't one be punished by the gods for worshipping two deities at the same time?"

"No, trash... I mean, the King of Gluttony is actually quite nice to me, and he doesn't care about these things." Elise almost blurted out the King of Gluttony's nickname. It's okay to think about the nickname in your mind, but to say it out loud would be a great disrespect to the King of Gluttony.

"By the way, any intelligence in the last few days?"

Elise had already handed the Dreamwalker over to Lumia to manage. Upon learning that the saintess he had been searching for was actually right beside Elise, the Dreamwalker immediately displayed an extremely fanatical attitude.

“Eternal Church U Novel ÷∞ Daily Update!】qun: Dance ÷「，】Three Four Strings Over there N seems / Already O has given up on searching for me, and has turned to contact the Sixth Prince u, What should we do?”

Elise hesitated for a moment, then said, "No need, let them make contact. We just need to keep track of their movements."

If Vivian wanted to inherit the throne, then Elise would definitely find an opportunity to kill the sixth prince, but now that she knows Vivian's thoughts, there is no need for the sixth prince to be in such a hurry to deal with him.

Keeping him around will only make the situation more chaotic, and chaos will give Vivian more opportunities.

Once he's no longer useful, Isabella can bring him lunchboxes.

"Is there anything else?"

"Furthermore, the Holy Mountain will hold a succession ceremony for the savior tomorrow."

Volume 1: Chapter 200 I am Elise

The Holy Mountain is located in the northern part of the Holy Kingdom.

Sera, Penelope, stood at the window watching the busy people downstairs, her face full of tension.

Half a month ago, she was just an ordinary villager, living a simple yet happy life. But suddenly, someone found her and said she was the chosen one of the Holy Sword, the successor to the savior hero, and then she was forcibly brought here.

She wanted to know how her parents were doing, and how her younger sister was doing.

Recalling her past life, Sera bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the stinging in her eyes.

She has been here for some time now, and during this time she has been treated very well, wearing beautiful and gorgeous clothes every day and eating delicious food that she has never eaten before.

She thought that this must be the kind of life that rich or noble ladies lead.

But those people basically wouldn't let her leave the room, and they looked at her with extremely fanatical eyes.

Sera had a strange feeling that although those people were looking at her, it was as if they were looking through her at someone else.

That feeling gave Sera a chill down her spine.

All she wants now is to leave and return to her village, but she doesn't know when she'll be able to leave, or if she'll ever be able to leave at all.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The knocking interrupted Sera's thoughts, followed by a clear voice from outside: "Hero, the succession ceremony is almost complete. We will now help you change your clothes. Is that convenient?"

"Please come in." Sera knew that even if she said it was inconvenient, those people would still come in.

As Sera finished speaking, the door to the room was pushed open, and several clergy members dressed in nuns' habit entered and began to help Sera with her hair and clothes.

Looking at her somewhat unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, Sera felt herself becoming less and less like herself.

Once the preparations were complete, the leading nun bowed respectfully to Sera and said softly, "Hero, please follow me."

Sera unconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt; she had a bad feeling.

As she left the room and walked down the corridor, everyone she passed bowed to her, and everyone had a smile on their face, except for herself.

Before she knew it, Sera had followed the people to a dilapidated altar, where a sword could be seen stuck in the ground.

It's just a sword, yet it gives people an incredibly sacred feeling.

Sera simply stood there and felt the sword calling to her, urging her to grasp the hilt and draw it.

"Hero, please draw the Holy Sword! Only by drawing the Holy Sword can you be a true savior!" The beautiful nun beside him had fervent eyes.

Not just her, everyone around her had the same expression.

Sera didn't want to move, but her body moved forward uncontrollably, one step, two steps... until she stepped onto the altar, like a sacrifice offered to the gods.

She tried to control her hand, but she was just an ordinary person and could not resist the call of the Holy Sword. Sera could only watch helplessly as she stretched out her right hand and grasped the Holy Sword amidst the expectant gazes of countless people.

The moment she touched the hilt of the sword, Sera felt countless memories flood her mind.

She saw 'herself' fearlessly wielding her sword against a being that seemed like a god; she saw 'herself' unleash a single strike, instantly slaying tens of thousands of soldiers…

She saw countless versions of herself.

Around the Holy Sword Altar, an old man watched with tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at the world-saving power emanating from Sera. This was the power of salvation. According to the records, the previous savior was several hundred years ago.

He never expected that he would witness this before his death, and he felt that he could die without regrets.

As the power of salvation erupted, Sera's eyes became empty, and two lines of bloody tears flowed down her cheeks, but everyone remained unmoved, all of them anticipating the return of the savior.

Overwhelmed by countless memories, Sera gradually lost herself and forgot who she was.

She felt that she should be the Star Hero, no, she should be the Sword Hero, but that doesn't seem to be the case either. So who is she?

She felt as if countless voices were telling her that she was a savior.

But just then, a voice that was both strange and familiar rang in Sera's ear: "Sera."

Although it was just a very soft, almost imperceptible sound, the moment it appeared, she felt as if all other sounds had vanished, leaving only that one sound.

Whose voice is that? Why does it sound so familiar? Why do I feel like crying?

She vaguely saw a beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes standing in the flames, gradually disappearing...

Outside Sera's mental world, the surging power of salvation suddenly stopped, and many people around looked on with doubt, especially the old man with tears in his eyes.

"Something seems off. According to the records, the transformation of a hero cannot be completed so quickly."

Just as the old man was pondering the problem, a ray of dark light, radiating an aura of destruction, suddenly appeared, standing out prominently among countless saving powers.

"That is... the power to destroy the world! How is that possible!" The old man stared wide-eyed, carefully sensing the power. It was indeed the power to destroy the world, a power that was said to be possessed only by beings who had destroyed the world.

Why would such power exist in a hero who saves the world?

The wisp of world-destroying power spread rapidly after it appeared, quickly turning the surrounding saving power black.

At this moment, Sera, standing on the altar, no longer resembled a savior hero; instead, she looked more like a demon king destined to destroy the world.

His once empty eyes gradually regained their sparkle, but they lost their former clarity and instead radiated madness.

"The situation has changed, stop the ceremony immediately!" The old man had just finished speaking and was about to release his divine magic when he found that his vision was uncontrollably spinning.

When the spinning stopped, he saw his own body standing still. He wondered why his vision had suddenly become uncontrollable; it turned out that his head had fallen off.

"Mount Holy, what a disgusting place." Sera looked at the chaotic scene with a blank expression, a pleasant smile suddenly curving her lips.

She casually pulled out the holy sword that had been stuck in the altar, and with a gentle wave, the chaos instantly subsided.

Everyone present seemed to be missing something around their necks.

The spray of scarlet blood instantly stained the surroundings crimson, except for those around Sera.

The nun who had led Sera earlier was now clutching her neck, staring intently at Sera. There was a line of blood on her neck, but also a faint glow, as if it was constantly healing the wound, but the healed wound would reopen the next second.

"who are you?"

"You ask who I am?" Sera laughed wildly, as if she had heard something hilarious. "I am the savior of the world, didn't you tell me that?"

“No, I’m not a savior hero.” Sera frowned slightly, then grabbed her hair in frustration. “I’m Sera, that’s what she’s always called me.”

“That doesn’t seem right either.” Sera’s expression kept changing, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying. To the nun, her behavior was no different from that of a madwoman.

“Oh, right, I remember now!” Sera seemed to finally remember something, and her expression changed, replaced by an elegant and pleasant smile: “I am… Elise.”

Volume 1: Chapter 201 The Way Iris Died Has Been Updated Again

Early in the morning, as Elise stepped out of her room, she saw Rumia hurrying toward her.

"Master, I have something important to tell you."

Hearing Lumia's words, Iris stopped in her tracks, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She remembered that this period should have been a rare period of peace, and nothing major should have happened, right?

However, based on her understanding of Rumia, the other party wouldn't be this nervous unless it was something serious.

"what's up?"

"Something's happened at the Holy Mountain," Lumia said to Iris with a serious expression.

"Holy Mountain?" Elise remembered that yesterday was supposed to be the succession ceremony for the Savior Hero. What could have happened here?

"I just received the news this morning: the sacred mountain has disappeared."

"what?"

Iris, who was still a little sleepy, instantly woke up after hearing Rumia's words: "Does the disappearance of the Holy Mountain mean..."

"It means exactly what it says. Something seems to have gone wrong with yesterday's ceremony for the succession of the Savior Hero. The entire Holy Mountain has been razed to the ground, and all the clergy on the Holy Mountain have disappeared, including the Savior Hero."