“Get out.”
Staring at Omili’s face, Truth pointed coldly toward the distant door.
Wasn’t this woman supposed to be off studying that herbalism or whatever?
Why had she suddenly popped up in front of her again?
And that expression—so disgusting, it almost felt like sexual harassment…
“Don’t be so heartless. You’ve ruined my cute impression of you! Shouldn’t you be gasping in surprise at my appearance, then clutching your little blanket in panic and asking how I got in here?”
“Next, I’d slowly approach, pressing you down on the bed, and then, whisper softly into your ear…”
“Get out! Or I’ll tattle to the Goddess!”
Truth clenched her teeth and shouted with a stern face. Sorry to disappoint Omili, but even among lolis, there were differences.
She had thought this woman simply liked watching cute girls being affectionate with each other, but as it turned out, she was a potential lolicon!
Lolicons should all become lolis themselves and let others control them!
“Alright, alright, I’m just kidding.” Omili spread her hands on Truth’s small bed and even leaned her head onto it, as if trying to absorb Truth’s scent from the sheets.
“This time I’m here to bring you some inside news. You should be really grateful to me.”
“Did my plan to rule the world get exposed?”
“No, not that. It’s something else. I happened to overhear a church meeting in Wangdu. The meeting’s topic was about the collective, real-name report sent in by the city’s Divine Guides on the border.”
The report accused a newly appointed Saintess of repeatedly violating procedure and ruling like a dictator, ignoring and suppressing church members, smearing the church for personal gain, and even possibly being involved in murder. In short, the accusations were explosive.
A collective real-name report? Truth tilted her head. Good grief, it seemed there was a Saintess bolder than herself—indeed, there’s always a taller mountain. A collective report, at that.
“So what does this have to do with me? Is it really necessary to inform me about this?”
“Mhm.”
Omili gave a “you know what I mean” look, but Truth’s eyes remained pure and innocent, leaving Omili unsure if this girl was pretending or really didn’t get it.
“So what do you plan to do?”
“So what does it have to do with me?”
“Of course it has something to do with you! The Saintess they’re collectively reporting is you!”
Once Omili finished, Truth’s frown persisted for a long time. After several breaths, she finally opened her mouth in disbelief.
“Hah?! They’re reporting me? They’ve got some nerve!”
Since taking office, Truth had never sought out those city Divine Guides for trouble—not even met them face to face.
She knew the Divine Guides definitely weren’t clean; anyone caught would surely be guilty, but people with weaknesses were easier to control.
That’s why Truth hadn’t purged the Church of Deya City right away, but instead went to intimidate the city’s nobles first.
And now, those Divine Guides actually had the audacity to report her themselves!
Alright then. Since that’s how it is… Truth couldn’t care less about their reasons.
All she knew was that Deya City was due for a complete overhaul—maybe bringing in some “catfish” would shake things up a bit…
“Oh, oh, oh! Even when you’re all puffed up with anger, Little Truth is so cute! Being wronged really hurts, right? I’ll allow you to cry in my arms as much as you want.”
Omili slowly crawled onto the bed, trying to hug Truth. Truth reached out to press her hands against Omili’s face, asking seriously,
“If I get reported, what happens next?”
“What happens? You mean the church’s response? Well, of course, they’ll send someone to investigate according to the rules. The report mainly accuses the Saintess of collaborating with outside assassins to carry out a bloody purge in Deya City under the name of the Church.”
“Isn’t your Church of Life always advertising itself as the world’s most respectful and kind to life, the friendliest to believers? And now there’s a scandal like this. Naturally, the higher-ups are furious.”
As she spoke, Omili slowly circled behind Truth, continuing,
“Though most people’s first reaction is to think someone’s smearing the Saintess and the church, the accusers are the church’s own Divine Guides. So the church is taking this very seriously. They’re probably already on their way.”
“Relax, the church’s investigation is very strict. Plus, you’re the Saintess. They’ll definitely get to the truth and clear your name, so don’t be too nervous. All you need to do is nothing—just wait patiently for the truth to be delivered into your hands.”
“Mhm.”
Truth nodded thoughtfully. If she really did nothing, that would spell trouble.
She had, after all, directly threatened the city’s nobles. If the church investigated those nobles…
Fine, things had come to this—maybe it was time to silence all the nobles.
But if she did that, wouldn’t it just confirm the Divine Guides’ accusations?
For a moment, Truth was troubled, deep in thought, letting Omili hug her and touch her shoulder.
“So light, so smooth, so soft… hehehe.”
“Let me warn you—if you drool on me, not even the Goddess can save you today. Omili, let me ask: how much help does the Goddess usually give church members?”
“At most, she’ll hand out a few magical items. Little Truth, could you lift your arm a bit?”
“Wouldn’t someone just beg the Goddess for help when looking for evidence, ask her to intervene or something?”
“Ha! Do you think every church member can talk to the Goddess whenever they want, like you Saintesses? They’re lucky to even get noticed by her. In the church, only the High Priest has the chance to communicate with the Goddess directly. The rest—don’t even think about it. That includes me.”
“Hehe, Little Truth’s waist…”
After lifting Truth’s right arm, Omili could see the subtle curves of her figure very clearly—everything just right, just how Omili liked it.
The Goddess of Life would never waste her energy on ordinary followers. With so many believers in the world, there’s no way she could respond to everything.
“So, the Goddess won’t help?”
“Exactly. For the church to get the Goddess’s help, they have to report the issue up to the High Priest. Most of the time, problems are resolved halfway up the chain. Little Truth, as a Saintess, surely you know the church only asks the Goddess to step in when there’s a truly unsolvable crisis?”
“I see! You should have told me earlier—made me worry for nothing.”
“Wait, you really didn’t know that?!”
“Alright, you can leave now. Your reward’s been given—don’t overstay your welcome!” Truth snatched back her right hand, then tried to kick Omili out with her foot as a gesture to send her off.
“Oh my, so helping Little Truth comes with such rewards? In that case, from now on—”
“Hurry up and go!”
Five minutes later, at the Mist Core.
Ever since Truth severed her connection with the Goddess of Life in the church, a vast yet hidden energy had been wandering ceaselessly inside the Mist.
Nothing in the Mist could escape this energy’s detection.
“These are traces of the Calamity Authority being used!”
Surveying the Mist, the Goddess of Life discovered that the sudden appearance of a new “dungeon” inside the Mist had been created with the Calamity Authority.
She remembered the calamities once said the Calamity Authority’s power could be gradually expanded as one’s level increased, including the power to create and alter.
Did this mean the long-dormant Mist’s will was finally about to emerge?!
The Goddess of Life immediately became nervous. She did not want the Calamity camp to gain another King-tier general.
If it were only tier ten, that was manageable, but if it reached tier eleven like the Storm Dragon, that would be a nightmare.
For the current gods, a tier-nine enemy would require considerable effort and time to kill.
They were troublesome to leave alive but not worthwhile to destroy.
Tier ten couldn’t be killed at all, only suppressed or sealed at great cost.
Take, for example, the peak-tier Heavenly Fire—who knew how many escape methods she had? If underestimated, she could even injure you.
With her legendary weapon, Heavenly Fire could put even the Goddess of Life, who didn’t specialize in battle, into a tough spot for a while.
Though she wouldn’t be gravely injured, the resulting consequences could be unprecedented.
If followers learned that even gods could bleed, it would be disastrous.
And then there’s tier eleven. To be frank, tier eleven can’t win against tier twelve.
That’s beyond doubt, but the fight itself isn’t one-sided—it’s more like two sides slapping each other silly…
Even with a whole tier’s difference, due to the numbers’ inflation in the late game and various absurd powers, if neither side gives up, neither tier eleven nor twelve can defeat the other.
Whenever they disagree, all they can do is sit down and talk—otherwise, everyone suffers.
Two hundred years ago, the Sea God—then still called the Water God—fought the Storm Dragon once.
The end result was the Sea God driving the Disaster Storm from the coastline of his Main City, severely wounding the Storm Dragon so he couldn’t reach peak tier eleven.
But the Sea God’s own Main City and two nearby cities were devastated by the storm.
Tens of thousands of followers died—a huge loss. And after that, the Sea God’s Faith Power was so depleted that he started losing ground to the other gods.
What’s worse, the Storm Dragon would sometimes bring the Disaster Storm back to harass the Sea God’s cities.
It was a case of the barefoot fearing nothing. A century later, the Sea God had to abandon this strategically vital coastline, letting the Storm Dragon reclaim it.
This directly damaged the Sea God’s prestige, making him the weakest and least influential among the five Human True Gods.
Now, apart from coastal cities, you rarely see the Sea God’s believers. Even cities along rivers and lakes inland no longer worship him.
The Sea God has become more like the Sea God in name, both sides suffering heavy losses.
So, the Goddess of Life was very worried that a tier eleven Will of Calamity would appear on her turf. But soon, a small discovery eased her mind.
“Hm? What’s this?”
At the edge of the Core of the Mist, the Goddess of Life suddenly noticed an especially peculiar White Snake crawling out from the Mist Core.
Unlike ordinary monsters, the Goddess of Life realized this White Snake’s structure—
Was energy-based! This was very similar to the other Wills of Calamity!
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