Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

In the quiet church, the young man tilted his head in confusion.

Herbert:?

Is this right?

"... All?"

"All."

Hiss...

Herbert took a breath after getting a positive answer, and felt that he might have walked into the wrong set.

Dear Saint, is there something wrong with the script you got... Where is the Holy Mother?

Shouldn't you use your compassionate heart to influence those traitors, and then put down your golf clubs and forgive them in the end?

Why did you choose "One breath, three thousand six hundred turns, great compassion and great mercy to save the world."?

Killing is to protect life, and killing karma is not killing people?

The archbishop saw Herbert's confusion and shook his head and chuckled: "My child, you may have misunderstood. The saint is indeed merciful, but she is not stupid."

"She knew better than anyone from the beginning that only kindness could not save innocent people from evil people."

"Only with strong strength can those lost lambs clearly recognize their mistakes and persuade them to return to the right path."

Herbert was in awe.

Just like the three-burial master who was known as "burying the sky, burying the earth, and burying people" said: If the donor does not understand Buddhism, then I also know a little about boxing.

When someone is unwilling to listen to your reason, the bigger fist is the real reason.

He realized.

This saint is not a mage, but a warrior!

It has to be classical mechanics.

Kindness needs to be sharp.

"Just as the grace of God is like the sea, and the power of God is like a mountain, these two seem different, but in fact they are the same, both are the suppression of mortals by gods."

The archbishop's explanation can be regarded as a blasphemy against the essence of gods, but Herbert thinks he makes a lot of sense.

Whether it is grace or power, to put it bluntly, it is the means by which gods rule believers.

Thunder and rain are all grace from heaven.

"What happened next? What did the saint do after that?"

Herbert was really curious about the next development of the story after hearing the story up to this point.

How did such a powerful saint die?

It can't be that the gods personally attacked her, right?

"Later..."

The archbishop turned a page of the book and continued to tell the story.

"After the Saint eliminated all the betrayers, she angered the ancient evil god and was attacked by the evil god church."

"The evil god sent out his minions, a saintly god, three epic holy priests, and ten legendary templars."

When the old man said this, his voice was low and emotional, as if foreshadowing the tragedy that was about to happen.

Herbert was also silent.

This battle will definitely be very difficult.

The strength of the evil god's apostles is strong. This luxurious team is enough to easily destroy a country.

But just when Herbert thought he was about to hear the news of Nenasha's defeat, the archbishop changed his tone and sighed:

"This battle really put the Saint into a hard battle. She fought for three days and three nights to eliminate all these apostles, and the last deserter was chased for a day and a night."

"This speed is much slower than before."

Herbert:?

"Later, after destroying these apostles one after another, the saint spent another three years walking alone in the mortal world, and personally destroyed all the temples of the evil god in the mortal world..."

Herbert: ? ?

"Finally, after eradicating all the foundations of the evil god, the saint broke into the kingdom of God where the god's body was."

Herbert: ? ? ?

Stop for a moment!

The innocent boy who had never experienced the world felt that his brain was about to burn.

It wasn't the evil god who attacked her, but she turned around and killed the evil god, right?

It's the opposite of Tiangang!

What peerless fierce woman?

Are all saints so good at fighting?

The archbishop understood what Herbert was shocked about, and explained intimately: "It's not as exaggerated as you think."

"At that time, the ancient gods had just revived, and He was already very weak. In addition, the churches in the mortal world were eradicated, and His authority and domain were also taken advantage of by the gods of faith. His strength fell to a level again."

The gods of faith also did it!

The gods are greedy.

They may not help Nenasha personally, but they will never miss the opportunity to beat the downtrodden and get a share of the spoils.

They will help whoever wins.

"Even so, the ancient god in that state is much stronger than the saint, not to mention that he is in the kingdom of God and has almost endless divine power."

"Normally, it is almost impossible for mortals to defeat him. No one believes that Nenasha can succeed."

Herbert calmed down a little, knowing that the story was about to end, and asked: "What about the end?"

"Later, the evil god fell and disappeared completely from the world. His authority was divided up by the gods. Even if he was resurrected, he could not restore his original strength."

"And the saint Nenasha also disappeared, and no one has ever seen her since."

The archbishop narrowed his eyes, sighed lightly, and waved his hand to close the book.

Both died together.

"Then... how did she do it?"

It is extremely difficult to kill a god as a mortal, but it is not impossible. There have been more than two hands of god killers since ancient times.

But he has never heard of anyone who died together with the gods in the kingdom of God.

Abusing the fountain?

"I didn't see the scene myself, but if I were to follow my inference, she probably assimilated herself into the Kingdom of God when she entered it, and forcibly transformed herself into one of them... She fought with the spirit of God to seize the sovereignty of the Kingdom of God."

"The enemy and I have the same origin, and we are inseparable. In the end, we will be destroyed together after exhausting our divine power."

At this point, the grand story of Saint Nenasha came to an end, everything returned to calm, and the scene in front of Herbert disappeared.

But Herbert's consciousness was not awakened from the story, he shook his head and whispered: "She actually has such a powerful strength..."

This strength is really exaggerated!

The archbishop sighed, and was also quite touched, sighing: "Yes, the saint at that time, even compared with me now, I am afraid it is not much different."

"Not much weaker than me."

Herbert:?

The boy's eyes widened, looking at the old man next door who kept blinking, hesitating to speak.

From what you mean...you are more powerful than her! ! ?

At this moment, Herbert deeply realized the value of the archbishop's title of "Saint Walking in the World".

It's not an exaggerated metaphor, but a realistic praise! ?

"...What happened later?"

You said so much, what does it have to do with this stone statue?

You can't really just teach me secret knowledge here?

"Then... three hundred years later, when the broken kingdom of the ancient god emerged from the ground, the dissipated divine power turned an entire mountain range into mist, shrouded in His resentment all day long."

The old man turned his head and looked at the blasphemous statue in the center of the church, his voice full of emotion.

"Yes, Saint Nenasha died."

"But... He did not completely fall."