Long-term salvation

If there's not even this little bit of trust and tacit understanding, what's the point of being the savior who leads the world?!

The muscles in Rhodes' right arm, which was gripping the spear, twitched slightly, like a fully drawn bowstring tensed before the thunder. The muscles in his waist drove the spine to complete the final twist of accumulated power - pushing off the ground, twisting his body, and thrusting his hips - the spear was thrown out at the moment when the power and speed reached the peak!

The spear tip cut through the air flow without any hindrance, making thunder in everyone's ears.

“It’s a sure win!!!”

The spear tempered with golden flames drew a straight line in the air, piercing through the devil's blocking palm, piercing through the stunned ugly face, entering from the center of the eyebrows, and exiting from the back of the head!

[Emergency Mission: Execution (Completed)]

【Task rewards begin to be distributed】

"..."

The corners of Rhode's mouth curled up slightly at the system prompt that sounded in his ears, but he soon discovered that the demonic tide had not disappeared, but the crack in the inner world above his head had not continued to expand.

Now, the question is, how to escape in this situation?

【Character exchange voucher has been received】

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Chapter 413: The King of Kings whom I will serve forever! (5/5)

"Hurry! Go to the Son of God, he needs us!"

Father Anderson shouted loudly, his words full of anxiety - just after the spear pierced the nameless demon's head, the entire inner world was shaking, and the volcano in the distance not only spewed out corpses, but also began to erupt lava.

Dark red and hot lava balls streaked across the dark clouds and fell under the pull of gravity, like a meteor shower wrapped in sulfur flames and poisonous tail smoke.

"Get out of here, you damn demons!!"

He hurled his gunsword, slaying two demons. Then, with his dagger, he sliced ​​open the throat and eyes of the demon blocking his path, sending it scrabbling like a headless fly, clawing at its companions and causing even greater chaos. Taking advantage of the demons' confusion and internal strife, the priest charged through the demonic tide like a heavy truck, letting his muscles ache from exhaustion and the influence of the otherworldly energy.

Father Anderson pulled out the gunsword that ripped open the two demons' bellies, even breaking off some of his two weapons. He unleashed a bloody storm in the already sparse demonic tide, completely ignoring the wounds on his body caused by the demons. But it was worth it. In just half a minute, he rushed to Rhodes' side and helped Rhodes, who was struggling to hold on to the sword, to his feet.

"My Lord, how are you doing now?" Father Anderson anxiously inquired. He wielded his blunderbuss with all his might, pushing back the surrounding demons. "How could these blasphemous creatures not collapse with the death of that nameless demon?!"

"According to my... guess," Rhode reached out and pressed his head to dispel the dizziness and trance from his mind. After injecting himself with a dose of Propital (yellow needle, pain relief and blood recovery), he regained some spirit and continued:

"I'm afraid this entire 'area', combined with these demons, is the 'nameless demon' born here. Killing it just now only temporarily severed a dominant consciousness that clearly existed."

"That doesn't sound like good news."

"It's okay. As long as we close the rift to the other world, it will be almost impossible to encounter these guys again. Not to mention... I have an idea I can try."

As Rhode spoke, he saw the Covenant Knights approaching in their LAV-25 armored vehicles, smashing through countless demons. Amidst the muffled thuds of machine gun fire, ten knights arrived in front of Rhode, forming a semicircle and continuously firing at the surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, Rhodes stood up straight. He first looked at the crack in the inner world above, and then gave Father Anderson, who looked worried and anxious, an inexplicable smile.

Father Anderson: “?”

Then, Rhode crushed the character exchange voucher—

Tremor! Another violent earthquake-like tremor struck! The ground beneath Rhode and the others began to rise, forming the peak of an impending mountain. With a dull sound, five ridges extended from the peak in all directions. If one looked down from the sky at this moment, one would see an inverted pentagram appearing there!

On one of the ridges of the Reverse Pentagram Mountains, a staircase made of piles of corpses emerged, extending from bottom to top, all the way to Rhodes' front.

Amidst the swirling mist and sparse demonic tide, Father Anderson seemed to see something approaching:

It seemed to be a human shadow—a beautiful and cold-looking girl walking towards Rhodes step by step along the rising mountain steps. There was an arrogant and joyful smile on the corner of her mouth, and the most sincere expectation and desire surged in her eyes.

The newcomer walked up the stairs calmly, as if all the chaos around her had nothing to do with her.

“Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil… Then the devil took him up to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their glory. ‘All these things I will give you,’ he said, ‘if you fall down and worship me,’ ” (Matthew 4:1-11).

Suddenly, Father Anderson realized the identity of the visitor. He opened his eyes wide and the worry in his heart almost completely crushed this fanatical believer!

"The horns of the red dragon... That is the serpent of sin that tempts the Fall! It is the ruler of the demons of Hell, the chief of the thousands of fallen angels! Serpent, red dragon, roaring lion, these are all its names and honors! Listen carefully, knights, I am about to pronounce this name, cursed ten thousand times over - Satan!!!"

Father Anderson cried out in horror. He tried to straighten his body, nearly exhausted from the battle, and gripped the musketeer, which had been broken in the battle and only half remained.

"Let arrogance be completely removed from our Son, and let original sin not stain our prophets. Warriors of God, knights of Christ, take up your swords and defend the Savior of mankind!"

Hearing the almost distorted roar, the Covenant Knights were startled, and then they picked up their shields or weapons to block Rhodes. Even the machine gun turrets on the two armored vehicles began to rotate - but the next second, the armored vehicles disappeared without a trace. The two knights serving as gunners were stunned for half a second, and quickly got up from the ground, holding their weapons tightly.

Everyone was on guard against the girl who was getting closer and closer, and they didn't notice that the mountain beneath their feet was still "growing". Even the demons that had rolled down the mountain were gradually recovering from their confusion. They were fighting and killing each other, and many of them were struggling to climb to the top of the mountain, trying to reach the beautiful real world.

Only Rhodes smiled. He gently pushed away Father Anderson's support and stood in front of everyone, waiting for the girl to arrive.

Then, the girl arrived, opening her arms in front of Rhode, as if to embrace the entire sky. She cried out, her words devoid of falsehood, her eyes filled with uncompromising seriousness.

"Come, let us conquer the world together - my apple, my master, the King of kings whom I will serve forever!"

Father Anderson and the Knights of the Covenant: “?”

"What are you thinking about?" Rhodes stretched out his hand and flicked the girl's forehead in annoyance. "I don't want to get into trouble with those messy enemies now, Makoto."

"Sensei, so you're saying, wait a little longer before conquering the world? Smash it all with your unrivaled power, and crush humanity completely?"

Hanuma Makoto's eyes lit up, she closed her eyes, crossed her arms over her chest, a satisfied expression on her face, the girl nodded and said proudly:

"Victory, then domination! What a bold idea! He truly deserves to be the man I admire!"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Rhodes slapped his head helplessly.

Makoto Hanuma, the chairman of the "Paradise" to which Gehenna Academy belongs, is beautiful and a true iceberg beauty. Unfortunately, she has a mouth or a brain with a very strange way of thinking. She usually has a bad relationship with Hinata from the Gehenna Discipline Committee, and the two often clash. Although she is not ambiguous about major issues, her various strange behaviors in daily life... Therefore, she is also given the title of "Monkey King", but based on her appearance, she can be called "Handsome Monkey King" or something like that. The original game's plot and character design have many problems, but Rhodes still hopes that she can be more normal.

Of course, this guy is based on Satan (Lucifer), the chief demon and the owner of the sin of pride.

"So, can you help us get out of here?"

Rhodes affectionately put his arm around Makoto's shoulder and pointed at the approaching crack in the other world above. Makoto didn't react, but Father Anderson next to him suddenly showed a look of despair on his face, and the Covenant Knights also retreated tactically.

"Well, it seems that's not necessary," Rhodes shrugged, "but these demons can't be released together. Makoto, can you deal with them?"

"Huh? Sensei is doubting my abilities?!"

The girl raised her beautiful eyebrows, straightened her military cap, raised her arm, and swung it down heavily—

The artillery fire that came from nowhere was like a rainstorm, and the entire Reverse Pentagram Mountain Range was submerged in the endless fire coverage. The demons' broken limbs flew around indiscriminately in the laughter of "Satan".

Demons: “?”

Looking at the proud girl with her hands on her hips, Rhode's eyes twitched slightly. Before Father Anderson could start to run away, he suddenly picked him up and said to the others amidst Makoto's panicked shouts that were a bit embarrassed and surprised:

"Seize the opportunity! After we leave the other world, I will immediately start sealing the crack!"

Chapter 414: Walking with Satan

A bus was driving through the rainy Polish wilderness. The driver was an agent from the Perseus Organization. He was quite curious about what had happened in the recent battle, so much so that the priests in the bus, who were not seriously injured, all had sullen expressions... no, they were filled with murderous intent, resistance, curiosity, and admiration for their boss.

The moment Rhodes and his companions left, the crack in the inner world was sealed by the former using the bullets given by Abigail, and the monastery collapsed in the violent tremor, and the Satan worship that had been hidden and passed down for hundreds of years naturally disappeared.

All traces of the existence of fools and innocent people were burned in the flames, turning into a pile of residue emitting burnt and hot air, making a hissing sound in the rain.

After leaving the inner world, the drizzle in the real world still did not stop. Fortunately, the reinforcements organized by Perseus arrived very timely, so that Rhodes and his companions, who were only slightly injured, did not get a fever due to wound infection in the cold wind and rain.

After boarding the tourist bus, Rhode first retrieved various medical equipment from the storage space, then watched the Covenant Knights and Father Anderson carefully treat the wounds. After carefully examining the warriors' mental states, he sighed and said,

"Luckily, you didn't suffer much mental pollution, but next time, I'm not sure it will be that good—I won't be with you all the time."

"Just once is enough for us to remember forever, my Lord."

Father Anderson prayed devoutly. Unlike the excited young Covenant Knights, the mature and steady priest walked over to Rhode's side, inconspicuously separating himself from "Satan" who was gazing out the window, lost in thought, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

"How are you doing?"

"It's just that I've exhausted too much energy, Father." Rhodes nodded slightly. He took off his coat and put it on his hand. "Just get some rest. There's no need to wake me up before we arrive at the airport, and you don't need to call me for dinner."

"Hehehe, Sensei, are you tired already? Fine, then rest your head on my lap and enjoy your rest after ruling the world."

Makoto Hanuma narrowed her eyes, filled with anticipation and a slight shyness. She and Rhodes were sitting in the last row of the bus, while the Covenant Knights were sitting closer to the front. Father Anderson did not sit down. He stood in the middle of the aisle, holding the seat next to him with his left hand and his right hand hanging down, his stern gaze hidden behind his round glasses.

The lens flashed brightly in the dim bus, and fell on Makoto, who was completely unaware of the hostility and disgust... The girl was still slightly proud of being closer to Rhode than others.

Makoto even made a plan in her mind to "become the mistress of Hill Villa". Every step of the plan was perfect, revealing her amazing wisdom!

"Although I'm happy to rest my head on a beautiful girl's thighs," Rhodes took off his boots and covered himself with his coat before lying on Makoto's thighs with a contented sigh (Father Anderson began to take deep breaths), "I still have to emphasize again that I have no interest in ruling the world."

"Look at you, you're so tired you're starting to talk nonsense. Now's the time to be true to your inner desires."

Makoto compassionately held Rod in her arms in the manner of Michelangelo's "Pietà" - Father Anderson made a sharp explosion - and the girl's face was filled with an angry sigh:

"Don't worry, when you wake up, I'll organize an army... Hmm? Hina will stop me? Hehehe, you'll see me defeat her with ease, and then make her your foot-warming maid!"

"Can you really beat Hinata?" Rhodes asked with a hollow look in his eyes. He reached out and tapped the girl's forehead. "You're not even a match for Hinata, let alone Mika."

"Huh? Then let me ask you a question."

Looking at the girl who began to chatter and brag, Rhodes wanted to lift up her military cap to see if her head was as pointy as her ears.

Feeling at ease at this clear yet somewhat disturbing voice, Rhodes lowered his eyes and then closed them.

After Makoto rambled on for a while, she lowered her head slightly and saw that Rhode had fallen into a deep sleep. After a few seconds of stunned silence, the girl's expression softened and she reached out to help the man adjust his position. But just as she was about to take a nap, she looked up and saw Father Anderson staring at her intently.

After exchanging a glance with Father Anderson, Makoto, who had just noticed the other party's ill intentions, raised an eyebrow.

"What? I'm not giving you the right to be Sensei's lap pillow - if you want it, you have to come and get it yourself. You already know the rules."

Father Anderson: "...That's not what I want."

"I wanted to," a Covenant Knight raised his hand, but the second half of his words was immediately returned by an elbow from his companion:

Didn't you see Satan and Father Anderson both looking at me with murderous intent?!

"You don't want this?" Makoto looked away and asked suspiciously, "So you also want to be a foot warmer?"

Hard, hard fist! Father Anderson drew out the last musket sword from his hanging sleeve, and he gritted his teeth, almost tearing the girl in front of him into pieces!

After a brief moment of thought—Makoto had used that wonderful tool called "Brain"—and a few seconds of blank contemplation, the girl figured out the strange hostility of the person before her.

Then, Satan, holding the sin of arrogance, smiled provocatively and said:

"What's wrong? Christian, the monster (Satan) is here."

The wind is howling and the silver light is flashing!

The next second, a tender white finger held the gun sword, the blade reflecting those beautiful yet dangerous eyes. Feeling the faint touch of the fingertip, Satan's smile became even more arrogant and disdainful:

"Keep your voice down, Father, you're waking my master."

This sudden scene made the Covenant Knights, who were still pretending to sleep, subconsciously tense their muscles. They were inevitably nervous when facing Satan. As warriors with clairvoyance, they, like Father Anderson, could see the true nature of the girl in front of them, the big red dragon horns, and the eerie halo.

Would he fight here, in the presence of the Son, against Satan, who had sworn obedience to Him?

Fortunately, there was no real conflict between the two sides. For Rhodes' sake, Father Anderson chose to give in.

“…be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil prowls about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:8).”

Retracting his gun sword, Father Anderson's eyes swept across the sleeping Rhodes' face. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice:

"I will not allow you to poison the Son's mind—your presence will be known to the Vatican and the angels."

"Well, let them know," Makoto said casually, not caring what others thought. "Sensei and I are unstoppable in our chariot, and it will only make us happier when we look down at you from our towering tower."

"Your victory is only temporary... No, you will not win, Satan."

"Kikiki," Makoto sneered strangely and arrogantly. She twisted her wrist and brushed the back of her hand across Rod's face, as if feeling the wonderful touch of some treasure. "All you ask for is the victory you want, Christian - this journey is still long, and I will go with you."

"I'll keep a close eye on you, Satan."

Hearing this, Father Anderson said nothing more. After a few beats of his chest, he turned and walked through the passage. He walked past the Covenant Knights who were looking at each other in confusion, and came to Agent Bolxus, who was listening attentively to the gossip behind him, and asked:

"Excuse me, where can I make a long-distance call?"

"Um...if Mr. Priest wants to make an international call, there's a satellite phone in the locked box at my feet. You can use it without worrying about the cost."

"Thank you, and may God protect you."

"...small matter," Agent Perseus shrugged, clearly not impressed by God or anything like that.

Soon, news came from the Vatican that the Italian emergency team was urgently mobilized.