I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Altria had some impression of the name Liliana.

She seems to be one of the heroines of the original work?

"Artoria."

Altria calmly replied, "Just call me Altria."

Not long ago, the Celtic God-King Nuada and the Christian saints asked for Artoria's name, but they only received the answer "I don't have the leisure to answer the questions of a dying person."

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

Liliana had no idea how honored she was.

"Artoria?"

Liliana's eyes showed confusion.

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

The pronunciation of the name Altria reminded her of King Arthur's other name, Artorius.

However, this is not something worth worrying about.

It's just a name, it doesn't mean anything. There are many people in this world named Arthur.

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

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

"Letting a girl, who had just encountered a gangster, walk alone on the street is not something a knight would do!"

Liliana said this with a firm expression, and Artoria seemed to see Lancelot in a trance.

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

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

Afterwards, under Liliana's escort, Altria arrived at the door of a fast food restaurant.

“Is that all we need to do here?”

In response to Liliana's question, Altria nodded.

"Then I'll go first. Be sure to pay attention to safety in the future."

After giving the instructions, Liliana prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment, Liliana."

But he was stopped by Artoria, which made Liliana puzzled.

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

"It's nothing, Liliana, you've helped enough."

Artoria spoke, her expression remaining calm.

However, Liliana was somewhat accustomed to it and thought that Miss Altria probably had this kind of personality... the so-called "three nothings".

At least the other person is a nice person... This is the conclusion Liliana came to after spending all their time together.

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

Being stared at by those bright golden eyes, Liliana felt inexplicably flustered and quickly waved her hands.

"No, it's just a small favor. Don't worry about it, Ms. Altria."

Ignoring Liliana's evasion, Altria continued.

"You saved me once this time, so from now on... I will save you once too."

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

The gods are terrifying and extraordinary, and both their names and words have great power.

However, Liliana did not notice this unusual movement.

She didn't agree with what Altria said.

She was a Bronze-ranked magician in the Magic Society that served the God Slayer. Even if something really happened...what could this ordinary person in front of her do?

Chapter 369 Why is it Miss Altria?

The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and the occasional lightning turned the depths into a hazy white before quickly disappearing.

It's even impossible to tell if it's day or night.

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

Even in such a dilapidated place, there are dozens of little girls of similar age gathered here, wearing the same clothes, waiting for something calmly or anxiously, and their sobbing can be heard faintly.

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

Next, they will be used as key "materials" in the sacrificial ceremony to summon the disobedient gods.

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

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

The gods of this world are mobile scourges! Even behemoths like nations can be destroyed by these scourges.

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

To summon the gods, you need a witch or a witch.

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

Precisely because they are the bloodline of those who serve the gods, they are most suitable for sacrificial ceremonies, even though this bloodline has become very thin to this day.

Liliana is one of them.

Although Liliana's family had served Marquis Vauban for generations, she was still captured and became a consumable material for summoning the God of Disobedience.

No one would speak for them, because no one was willing to go against the will of the God Slayer.

Campione - the God-killer, is the Overlord.

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

Campione—the God-killer—is the king.

Because they hold the power they usurped by killing gods, and use it to control the mortals on earth.

Campione - the God-killer, is the Demon King.

This is because no mortal living in this world has the power to contend with it.

The God Slayer is invincible. Even all the humans on earth combined cannot defeat him.

The God Slayer is such a terrifying existence.

The girls of her age all looked very sad. Even though Liliana had always been strong, she felt a little sad at this moment.

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

Every time a disobedient god is summoned, many priestesses die.

It’s not that the ritual itself will kill people. Even if the ritual is completed, the priestesses will only become so weak that they faint due to excessive energy consumption.

All the dead priestesses were killed by the terrifying cursed power of the God of Disobedience, or by the aftermath of the battle between the God of Disobedience and the God Slayer.

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

None of the girls present were confident that they could survive the hell that was about to happen.

Liliana has studied hard since she was young, aiming to become an excellent knight. She is very good at both magic and swordsmanship, and only one of her peers can match her.

But in front of the godslayer and the god of disobedience, she is still as small as an ant.

The same was true of his grandfather, who was a great knight.

What will be my fate?

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

At this moment, the girls around suddenly panicked.

Magicians dressed in long robes but as skinny as mummies appeared in the square at some point, standing one every ten meters, surrounding the group of girls.

Each of these undead was a great knight or great magician when they were alive. Only people of this level were qualified to be favored by Marquis Vauban and be enslaved and become undead after death.

A being as powerful as her grandfather was being enslaved so casually by the Demon King... Liliana understood more clearly the terror and power of the God Slayer, and was deeply desperate.

"Yes, that should be enough."

Marquis Vauban appeared on the broken steps of the temple, looking down at the dozens of girls and nodding slightly.

Those magic societies are quite sensible; the number of priestesses is not only sufficient, but even exceeds it.

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

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

Her servants of death were all excellent magicians, so he handed over all the steps of the sacrificial ceremony to them, while he sat on a high place and waited quietly.

When the ceremony began, the magic power of the priestesses who chanted the ancient spell solemnly and piously was drawn away bit by bit.

Soon, the faces of the shrine maidens began to turn pale, and both their physical strength and cursed power were being consumed at a rapid rate.

In the middle of the magic circle, there is an object.

That was the sacred tool that Marquis Vauban found in this ruin, used to summon the disobedient god.

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

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 he is the purest kind of God of Steel!

As the ceremony progressed, the sacred tool, which originally looked no different from an ordinary stone on the roadside, suddenly burst out with a huge amount of cursed power, and the gushing cursed power gathered in the sky.

Thunder roared from the sky and the earth began to tremble violently.

Powerful, sharp and violent aura fills the world.

He was high above the heavens, displaying unparalleled madness.

He has red hair that looks like burning flames, his black armor is covered with hideous scales and spikes, and his handsome face is filled with confidence and arrogance that looks down on the world.

"I feel it... the urge to fight, as if I've met an old enemy!"

He fixed his eyes on the Marquis de Vauban, with a fierce and ferocious grin on his face.

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

Almost all of the priestesses fainted.

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

However, after hearing the roar of the God of Disobedience, it was as if a huge bell was ringing in a closed space. My mind was in a mess, a feeling of nausea surged in my heart, and the severe tinnitus in my ears could not be stopped.

She couldn't even tell whether she had fainted or was still conscious.

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

"Are you awake yet?"

The deep black like the night became the first color Liliana saw after waking up.

The girl named Altria was standing in front of her.

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

"It seems he's awake now. If he doesn't, I might have to use some physical means."

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

"It seems I'm really not sane... I'm even hallucinating."

Liliana complained in her heart.

"Liliana, what's going on in your head? Why are you hallucinating about Lady Altria? If it's a hero saving a beautiful woman, I hope the one who comes to save me is a brave and handsome knight...preferably someone like Lancelot, Gawain, or King Arthur."

Chapter 370 Spiritual Vision