I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Altria had some impression of the name Liliana.

She seemed to be one of the heroines in the original work?

"Altria."

Altria replied calmly, "Just call me Altria."

Not long ago, the Celtic god king Nuada and the Christian saint asked Altria's name, but they only got an answer of "I don't have the leisure and elegance to answer the questions of the dying."

Liliana was naturally far inferior to the two disobedient gods, both in strength and status... but Altria answered her question.

Liliana didn't understand how honored she was.

"Altria?"

Liliana's eyes showed confusion.

Liliana's dream was to become an excellent knight who could protect the weak. In addition, due to her identity, she was very familiar with various myths, especially the legend of the noble knight king.

And the pronunciation of the name Altria made her think of King Arthur's other name "Artorius".

However, this is not a point worth paying attention to.

It's just a name, it doesn't mean anything. There are many people in the world who are directly called Arthur.

Altria originally thought that Liliana was just passing by, and she came to save people by chance because she saw what happened here, and she would leave after saving them.

Unexpectedly, Liliana asked Altria where she wanted to go and prepared to take her there.

"Letting a girl, who just met a gangster, walk alone on the road is not what a knight would do!"

Liliana said this with a firm face, and Altria saw Lancelot in a trance.

Lancelot, who was very popular with women, especially noble women, often said such words.

Perhaps she saw the shadow of an acquaintance in the other party, Altria did not refuse, and gladly accepted the other party's kindness.

Afterwards, under the escort of Liliana, Altria came to the door of a fast food restaurant.

"Is this all?"

Faced with Liliana's question, Artoria nodded.

"Then I'll go first. Be sure to be safe in the future."

After giving the instructions, Liliana was ready to leave.

"Wait a moment, Liliana."

But she was stopped by Artoria, which made Liliana feel puzzled.

"What's wrong? Miss Artoria, is there anything else? If you need help, please leave it to me."

"Nothing, Liliana, you have helped enough."

Artoria said, her expression still calm.

However, Liliana was a little used to it, thinking that Miss Artoria was probably this kind of personality... the so-called three-no.

At least the other person is pretty good... This is the conclusion Liliana came to after getting along with him all the way.

"As for me, I don't like to owe favors to others."

Being stared at by those golden eyes, Liliana was inexplicably a little flustered and waved her hand quickly.

"No, it's just a small favor, Miss Altria, don't take it to heart."

Altria continued without paying attention to Liliana's excuse.

"You saved me once this time, so in the future... I will save you once too."

When these words fell, no one around noticed that something unusual had happened in this world.

The gods are terrible and extraordinary. Both their names and words have great power.

However, Liliana did not notice this unusual movement.

She didn't take Altria's words seriously.

She was a magician of the Bronze *** of the Magic Society serving the God Slayer. Even if something really happened...what could this ordinary person do?

Chapter 369 Why Miss Altria?

The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and the occasional lightning dyed the depths into a hazy white and then disappeared quickly.

It was even impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

This is a very empty square or temple. The relics of the ancient times are in ruins. Only half of the hall, the standing stone pillars and the cracked stone slabs are left.

In such a dilapidated place, there are dozens of little girls of similar age. They are wearing the same clothes and gathered here, waiting for something calmly or anxiously. You can faintly hear sobbing.

They come from all over the world, from Northern Europe, Italy and even farther away Japan.

Next, they will be used as the key "material" of the ritual of worshiping gods to summon the gods who do not obey.

The ritual of worshiping gods is a very broad concept. It can be to offer prayers and thanks to gods, to appease the anger of gods, or to guide gods to descend to the mortal world.

The first two are the origins of most traditional festivals around the world, and the third is a taboo among taboos!

The gods of this world are moving natural disasters! Even a behemoth like a country may perish under this natural disaster.

The only one who can fight against gods is the godslayer!

To summon the gods, witches or shrine maidens are needed.

They are different from the traditional "female magicians". They have special blood flowing in their bodies. It is the blood of the maids who have served the Mother Earth since ancient times.

Because they are the bloodline of people who serve the gods, they are most suitable for the ritual of worshiping the gods, although this bloodline has been very rare since it was passed down to this day.

Liliana is one of them.

Although Liliana's family has served the Marquis of Vauban for generations, she was still captured and became a consumable for summoning the disobedient gods.

No one will speak for them, because no one is willing to go against the will of the God Killer.

Campione - God Killer is the overlord.

Because he killed the gods born and seized the supreme power held by the gods.

Campione - God Killer is the king.

Because he controls the power usurped by killing the gods and dominates the mortals on earth.

Campione - God Killer is the devil.

Because no mortal living in the world has the power to compete with him.

God Killer is invincible, even if all the humans on earth are added together, they cannot defeat him.

God Killer is such a terrible existence.

The girls of the same age as her had a sad face. Even though Liliana had always been strong, her nose was a little sour at this moment.

Because she knew very well that few of the priestesses present would survive after today.

Every time the God of Disobedience was summoned, many priestesses would die.

It was not that the ritual itself would kill people. Even if the ritual was completed, the priestesses would only be weak and faint due to excessive energy consumption.

All the priestesses who died were killed by the terrifying curse power of the God of Disobedience, or by the aftermath of the battle between the God of Disobedience and the God Killer.

So, even if Liliana successfully summoned the God of Disobedience, she would most likely be killed by the summoned God of Disobedience and the God Killer.

None of the girls present had the confidence to survive the next hell.

Liliana had been studying hard since she was a child, aiming to become an excellent knight. She was good at both magic and swordsmanship, and only one of her peers could match her.

But in front of the God Slayer and the God of Disobedience, she was still as small as an ant.

His grandfather, who was a great knight, was the same.

What would be her fate?

The young Liliana hugged her arms, and the cold air around her made her shiver subconsciously.

At this time, the girls around her suddenly panicked.

One by one, the magicians in robes, who were as thin as mummies, appeared in the square at some point, standing one every ten meters, surrounding the group of girls in the middle.

Each of these undead was a great knight or great magician in life, and only people of this level were qualified to be favored by Marquis Vauban and enslaved as undead after death.

An existence as powerful as her grandfather, but enslaved by the demon king so casually... Liliana understood more clearly the horror and power of the God Slayer, and was deeply desperate.

"Yes, the number should be enough."

The figure of Marquis Vauban appeared on the steps of the incomplete temple, looking down at the dozens of girls from a high place, and nodded slightly.

The magic societies were still very sensible, and the number of witches was not only enough, but also exceeded.

"The ceremony has been prepared, so let's start now."

Although Marquis Vauban had the power to record all the magic in the world and use it at will, Marquis Vauban did not like this power very much.

Her servants of death were all very good magicians, so all the steps of the ritual of offering gods were handed over to those servants of death, and he sat on a high place, waiting quietly.

When the ceremony began, the witches who chanted the ancient spells solemnly and devoutly had their spell power extracted little by little.

Soon, the witches began to turn pale, and both their physical strength and spell power were consumed rapidly.

In the middle of the magic circle, there was an artifact.

It was the divine tool that Marquis Vauban found in this relic, used to summon the god of disobedience.

Although it is possible to summon gods even without divine tools, Marquis Vauban wants a strong enough opponent. Even if he kills a weak disobedient god, he will not get any good power.

On this divine tool, Marquis Vauban felt an extremely strong and pure breath of [Steel].

The owner of this divine tool is the God of [Steel]! And it is the purest kind of [Steel] God!

As the ceremony progressed, the divine tool, which originally looked no different from ordinary stones on the roadside, suddenly burst out with a huge amount of mana, and the gushing mana gathered in the sky.

Thunder fell from the sky, and the earth began to tremble violently.

Powerful, sharp, and violent momentum filled the world.

He stood high above the sky, showing unparalleled madness.

He had red hair like burning flames, black armor full of hideous scales and spikes, and his handsome face was full of confidence and arrogance that looked down on the world.

"I felt... the urge to fight as if I had met my old enemy!"

He locked his eyes on Marquis Vauban, revealing a wild and sinister smile.

"You are the one who summoned me? God Slayer!"

Almost all the witches fainted.

Liliana did not faint because her qualifications were higher than most of the witches present.

However, after hearing the roar of the God of Disobedience, it was like a big bell ringing in a closed space, and my mind was tangled up, nausea surged in my heart, and the severe tinnitus could not be stopped.

She couldn't even figure out whether she had fainted or was still awake.

After floating in the chaotic ocean for an unknown period of time, her brain gradually regained clarity.

"Are you awake?"

The deep black of the night became the first color Liliana saw after she woke up.

The girl named Altria was standing in front of her at this moment.

The bright golden eyes reflected her confused face, and the expression on her face was the same as in her memory, like a frozen lake.

"It seems that she is awake. If she is not awake again, I may have to use some physical means."

When she saw Altria's figure clearly, Liliana was completely confused.

'It seems that I am really not awake... I am hallucinating. '

Liliana complained in her heart.

'Liliana, what on earth is in your mind? Why is the hallucination Miss Altria? If it's a hero saving a beautiful girl, I hope the one who comes to save me can be a brave and handsome knight...preferably someone like Lancelot, Gawain, or King Arthur. ’

Chapter 370: Vision