The Life of a Wise Cult Leader - Chapter 188

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Chapter 188

I went alone, but I came back carrying one person. I had long given up on traveling through darkness since Kalebrin’s mind would probably see the universe and something else, then shatter during the journey and turn her into an idiot.

The sanctuary I had declared while being executed.

I was going to visit my people who had built a base there and were stationed.

‘Ah, the Harmony kids came too, they said.’

The Harmony group, who were more like someone else’s people than mine, also decided to come after hearing that I had regained my senses.

At this rate, perhaps everyone except the Demon King would gather.

Those who had gathered solely to strike at Lumensia.

They were more reliable than anyone, but…

‘I just hope they don’t fight…’

I hoped Erendor would mediate well.

*

“A match… Won’t you spar with me? Staking… one life…”

“Fine. I don’t ignore fights that come my way.”

When I arrived, Celestia and Tuba were just about to fight.

‘Why!’

Erendor, who I thought would mediate, was actually instigating instead.

“Then how about I join in for a three-way battle? It’ll be more thrilling!”

The Commander, who had been sitting quietly in the back, noticed me and snapped his fingers.

“Quiet. He has come.”

“…Savior! Um, should I call you Ascetic…?”

“Savior?”

I stepped into the now-quiet temple. The temple was good because the ceiling was high, so I didn’t have to bend my back.

“You may call me by whatever title you prefer, as it is the caller’s freedom.”

And perhaps there was a temple location buff, as I felt my mind and body were slightly more stable than usual. I thought I could understand why gods build temples.

“Then I’ll call you Ascetic. That’s what I’m used to saying…”

Yelena popped out. Then she discovered Kalebrin hiding behind me, made a distorted face, looked like she was about to cry, then hugged her tightly.

“Kalebrin…!”

“Yes, Yelena…”

“Sorceress Lady, you came?”

Erendor also welcomed Kalebrin warmly. Harmony’s members Violin, Viola, and Tuba had displeased expressions but weren’t particularly hostile either.

The reason I had gathered these people who were hard to bring together in one place was to tell them the plan and train them.

I hadn’t just been clinging to a plank in that storm-like consciousness to survive.

To kill Lumensia. Or to seal her…

And to catch and destroy even the demons who conspired with Lumensia, what should be done.

How should these mortals deal with that alliance that even the Forgotten Gods couldn’t defeat when they attacked… These who haven’t even become Transcendents would just be ants even if they joined forces.

Then I must raise these ants and at least develop them to the Transcendent level.

It won’t be easy though.

“Handle the reunions yourselves. So, Savior. You must have a reason for gathering us like this.”

The Commander spoke as if to get straight to the point. Since we both didn’t want to waste time, I also brought up the topic.

“I speak without reservation, you are exceedingly weak.”

At my words, Tuba’s eyebrows twitched. The proud Harmony members clearly showed their displeasure.

Erendor, Celestia, Tuba, Yelena. And even the Commander.

They were all strong individuals who had far surpassed the human category. But that was only by the standards of ‘this land.’

They were nowhere near ready to oppose a god. Those who had previously taken Lumensia’s strike probably knew this well.

“This is no jest. Lumensia is a god, and ancient evil lurks beside her. For you in your current state to set foot on the battlefield where even the Forgotten Gods were devoured would be no different from moths rushing to their own destruction.”

A silence like cold water being poured flowed. But no one denied it.

Because they had seen it directly.

I took a step forward.

“Therefore, I shall break you.”

“Break us?”

The Commander asked back as if interested.

“Indeed. Your current vessels cannot contain a god. I will drive you to your limits, shatter those shells, and finally make you reach the realm of transcendence beyond humanity.”

“Hooh…”

Erendor licked his lips and his eyes gleamed. For Erendor, who pursued strength, there could be nothing more lucky than this.

“That sounds very appealing! Training more stimulating than fighting?”

I looked around the assembly again and declared quietly but clearly.

“Transcendence means shedding human skin and glimpsing the divine realm. Originally, this is a state that can only be reached through bone-cutting years of perseverance.”

I began reconstructing the temple again. Since I already had the materials and was recreating my own domain, it didn’t take much effort.

After all, it was my sanctuary and my temple.

“However, we do not have the luxury of waiting for that long time. Therefore, I grant you a shortcut that defies providence.”

Double experience event!

“Do not worry about getting hurt or dying. If an arm is severed, I will reattach it; if a heart stops, I will make it beat again. In this place where my authority reaches, the limits of flesh are meaningless.”

The faces of those who heard this turned pale. Only Erendor and a few individuals were delighted and fidgeting excitedly.

“Die thousands of times and be revived tens of thousands of times, forcibly expand those narrow vessels and transcend your limits.”

*

Eris liked the Widow.

The fierce desire for power and strength, the ambition carved deep into her bones.

That was the best among the things he liked most.

That was why he had made a contract with her.

Eris approached from the edge of light in his true form, lifted the Widow’s black veil, and let down her tied hair.

“Spider. What’s not going well? You don’t look to be in a good mood.”

“Ah, Lord Eris. I’m fine.”

The Widow smiled benevolently and allowed the hair play. Eris played with the Widow’s hair while staring intently at her.

“It’s just… I’m happy thinking that all of this will finally come to an end.”

“I see. Me too.”

Golden eyes similar to Sernuan’s curved brightly. The Widow looked at Eris and briefly thought of Sernuan.

“I’m delighted thinking of you going to other worlds and roaming around.”

“I feel the same way, Lord Eris.”

“So, what will you show me this time? The world has been quite quiet lately, so it seems boring.”

“Is that so? But before a great storm comes, not even a breeze blows. Please be patient for a while for greater fun.”

Eris giggled looking at this presumptuous human telling him to be patient.

“How amusing, you. To dare tell me to wait.”

Eris lifted the Widow’s chin with a smile on his face. Interest hidden behind cool killing intent. The Widow received that gaze without batting an eye.

“Isn’t the fruit eaten after waiting sweeter?”

The Widow pushed an apple toward Eris.

“I can roughly guess what you’re thinking and what schemes you’re plotting…”

The Widow looked calmly at the ancient evil without changing her expression.

“I look forward to it. Whether the play you’ve prepared will be a tragedy, or end as a simple farce. But remember this.”

Eris’s form scattered like black mist, leaving a chilling whisper in the Widow’s ear.

“When a clown is boring, the audience destroys the stage. Including you who stands on that stage.”

With a desolate laugh, Eris completely disappeared.

Alone in the room, the Widow looked toward dawn and muttered.

“A clown.”

She prepared to leave. The closer to the end, the more one must not lose their original intention.

The Widow never wanted to become a marionette tied to strings, nor did she want to move according to someone else’s will.

She boarded the waiting carriage.

“To the Young Lady’s mansion.”

Having instructed the Coachman, the Widow looked at the figure before her. The first of eight legs.

It was the leg the Widow had used the longest.

The other useful legs could no longer have their corpses retrieved. But that was fine.

The closing ceremony would be approaching soon.

The Widow looked at her pocket watch. The rusted pocket watch creaked as its second hand ticked away.

11:30:12. It would be midnight soon.

The watch that eternally pointed to 11:30:12 while dawn was breaking was clearly broken.

However, the Widow carefully tucked it close to her chest.

Red lips moved beneath the Black Veil.

“Kill Austin Gerard.”

Flutter.

A brief wind blew, rustling the Widow’s veil. After that, there was no one in the carriage.

*

The divine realm and the human realm. Those in the divine realm face great restrictions and must reduce their power to go to the human realm.

And to change the human realm, unlike the divine realm, they must use several times more cost and power.

That was the World’s constraint.

Even Gods could not violate it.

Then how should one catch Lumensia, who would be recovering power in the divine realm?

There was no choice but to drag him out of the divine realm.

But how?

To catch fish, you don’t necessarily have to dive underwater. Well, that fish is amphibious though.

Lumensia is arrogant. He’s one who believes he’s the only sun.

What would such a being find most unbearable?

His Believers dying? No. To him, Believers are consumables.

His territory being defiled? That would be annoying, but not enough for his main body to descend.

There’s only one bait that can definitely drag him down. ‘Another sun rising.’ A ‘new God’ with power threatening to Lumensia or equal status being born on this land and openly picking a territorial fight. There’s no way that bastard would stand by and watch foreign matter intrude into the World he dominates.

As proof of this, when I was resurrecting, he came personally to eliminate me even while taking damage himself.

Even when I was coming to fully resurrect, since he couldn’t act directly, he sent down an Angel of at least quasi-Transcendent level. Seeing that, it was certain he was keeping me in check from those heavens above.

So what should be done?

Using the facts I learned upon becoming a God, I calmly made plans more thoroughly than before.

I also supervised their training intermittently, and indeed the Commander’s skills were most excellent.

“Huff, huff…”

With a little more, the Commander would truly reach Transcendent level.

The training proceeded smoothly. Then, Professor Ellara came running toward me, panting.

“I’ve finished making it!”

It seemed the body to contain Cel was completed.

“Oh, and Gretchin woke up too.”

Wouldn’t you normally mention that first?

I had examined Gretchin several times as he strangely couldn’t regain consciousness, but there were no major problems. So I had Kalebrin, who was skilled with the mind, examine him…

It seemed he had finally awakened.

I went to see Gretchin together with Professor Ellara. Professor Ellara was stamping her feet impatiently, unable to drag me along.

“No wait, Gretchin will be fine, so can’t you look at the body I made first!”

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