Chapter 290 [Realm Of Purgatory!]

*Don't kill them! Anyone who minimizes their eternal sufferings, I would never forgive the latter, no matter our relationship!*

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*Hmm... what are your orders, mistress?* Helios asked again in a septic tone.

Whether he or Xelor, both had concepts (Chaos and darkness) related to massacres. In other words, hearing Sabrina order him to kill without restraint was something he naturally appreciated. But hearing the threat of Alvine, who took him for a saint, was like an insult to his demonic ego.

By the way, neither he nor the other are saints.

*Hmm, focus on evacuation first. Then we will see what the master intends to do to these creatures. As we do not know what happened, we cannot make early judgments.* Sabrina then ordered Helios.

*Tsk, Tsk, I was waiting for this answer. I'm seriously starting to wonder if you're our leader or if it's this little kid!* He then retorted, following Sabrina's order.

*...*

Sabrina ignored the latter's septic remarks and focused on Alvine's healing.

But Alvine, who had difficulty moving, grabbed her hand the next moment and looked at her with an impassive air.

*Stop wasting your vitality. As long as my three cores are not directly affected, this wound is still bearable compared to the suffering currently gnawing at me.* Alvine always ordered by telepathy; since he could hardly move with the concept of Ferda.

"No, even if you were able to move your main core in time before your being stabbed, the heart is one of the vital organs of any living being; just let me heal you and take care of the rest." Sabrina proposed with a blank expression similar to Alvine's.

*Take care of the rest? Ah, how frustrating it is to hear this from you. I'll let you treat me since it is your will. But unfortunately, I cannot access your request to assist me. Neither you nor those people you brought with you.*

"I don't understand. What happened to you suddenly to the point of making yourself so reckless? Even if I can't understand the practical method of these strange creatures, they are still aware even though--

*Sabrina, if you really want to help me, grant my two wishes, one of which is to order this woman with the concept of time to regress before grandpa's death. As for my last wish, ensure I can communicate with these bastards. If you can grant me these two wishes, I will listen to you until the end of their annihilation. But otherwise, anyone involved in my revenge will be considered an enemy!*

While pronouncing these words, he invoked Darka in the shadow of Sabrina with his only gaze.

At the same time, the golden color of his aura changed into a dark glow following the excessive use of his shadow powers in his current state.

Due to this factor, the influence of Ferda's concept disappeared on his body, giving him free rein in his movements. But at the same time, it was not necessarily a good thing for him. By accepting, for the first time, his dark powers influence him of his own free will, he could feel his mind gradually darken.

While knowing that he would risk losing his mind if it continued, he did not try to protect himself from them, as he used to do.

"My lord--

"Go back to the dimension and order the others not to touch the souls of the three bastards I have just collected. After that, consume as many virgin souls as you can." He ordered Darka, who vanished almost the same time he finished saying the last syllable of his sentence.

He then looked at Sabrina, always with his immutable dark eyes.

"Are you able to grant these two wishes?"

"... Even if we have concepts, they are not almighty and without consequences. In addition to that, Ferda has been recovering for millennia. Her powers are too--

"What if she healed from her wounds? Will she be able to go back in time?!"

"... It's not that simple; a rank one planet is different from other planets. At the slightest recklessness, she will lose all her powers! Moreover, this planet is more special than the others, with the essence of the ancestral tree always present in its core. She can't regress even for thirty minutes in a row."

"..." At that moment, the only hope connecting Alvine's consciousness broke, causing him to plunge into bloody despair.

But Sabrina, who didn't seem to notice Alvine's aura, continued. "... I am sorry to have been so reckless in the face of the unknown dangers of this planet. If I had known--!?

But She stopped suddenly in the middle of her sentence, finally noticing the desolate aura around Alvine, who could no longer leave her indifferent.

"I've heard enough of it. Thank you, and for The future inconvenience that you might attend." After retorting these words, he looked at Ferda. "Order her to cancel her concept!"

"!!" Hearing Alvine's words, Sabrina had a horrible presentiment.

"I-I can grant your first wish. What do you say to wait a few seconds and consider your decision seriously before I return?!" She stammered these words in an alarmed tone when she saw the black mist around Alvine as if he were consumed from the inside.

"... Very good. That's good news for me." He responds by sitting on the floor with his long war scythe levitating behind him.

Seeing Alvine keep calm momentarily, Sabrina sighed, guessing that he still had a little conscience.

Following that, she appeared in front of one of the strangers dressed in a long golden monk dress and five stars on his right chest. She then places her hand on his bald head with her eyes closed.

'... I see. They have a different cultivation from ours because they don't really come into our world, and their resistance to mana is due to this fact. Sigh, even if it were only a theory, I could never have imagined that another world could exist outside the world of our goddess; and this red platform is like a gate that connects these two worlds.'

From the moment she touched this person's head, Sabrina began her collection of information, transferring all the information that the bald had acquired from his existence.

But what she couldn't understand was to learn that these creatures are also called humans in their worlds. And just like their worlds, these creatures were a civilization among dozens or even hundreds in a world apart.

After reaping the necessary, Sabrina stopped using her skill by noticing Alvine's dark aura increase from second to second.

"Master, I collected all the information you wanted. But promise me not to--

"The promises are for later. I don't need to get anything from future corpses. Just transfer their tongue in my spiritual sea so I can kill them while listening to their tortures and supplications!" Alvine stopped her once again before she continued her sentence.

"Was that your goal from the beginning?" She asked with a frown.

"What else were you expecting? Or to talk with them over a cup of tea on the table?!" He calmly asked, getting up from the ground while dusting his white dress, even if it was not really necessary since it was already covered with his blood and the blood of the three people he had already killed.

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At the same time, Helios and Xelor returned to them.

"Mistress, everyone is evacuated to the kingdom. We also rescued the others who were fighting against strange beasts at the gates of the city. Sir Xelor also brought these thousands of creatures with him." Xelor bowed slightly to Sabrina with the gentleman's smile that was always on his demonic face.

"Good." Alvine's unholy voice resounded behind Sabrina, surprising, once again, Xelor and Helios; to see him speak loudly and move as he wished despite Ferda's concept.

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But he didn't care about them or their thoughts. All that mattered to him was to see Sabrina transfer the language of these strangers in his mind.

With this first goal in mind, he stared at Sabrina, waiting for the latter to face her work.

When the latter noticed his eyes, she sighed deeply in bitterness but performed, despite herself, what Alvine wanted.

She didn't bother to touch Alvine's forehead or anything flashy; she just transmitted the new knowledge to Alvine by her simple will. But instead of doing as Alvine had ordered, she transferred all the information she had collected to bald, hoping that this decision would change Alvine's mind.

'Even if these bastards deserve to die thousands of times, I must not let him fight in his current state. In addition to being mentally unstable, he would risk being consumed by his own darkness! This incident is more dangerous than the invasion itself.' She said to herself, looking at Alvine, whose eyes were closed to assimilate all the information he had just received.

This quiet lasted only about ten seconds for Alvine before he opened his eyes with a small smile at the corners of his lips. "It's perfect! Sabrina, you always had the gift of making me happy." He said, tapping Sabrina's shoulder along the way.

"!?"

'This is not the reaction I expected from him.' As for her, it was only at this moment that she instantly understood that she had underestimated Alvine's rage and thirst for blood following the comments she had heard now.

After ten steps, he suddenly stops. "Now, order this girl to cancel her concept of time on them. And don't touch my dear guests; they are all mine." With this last warning, he continued his way, dragging the four ancient monks with his gravitational affinity without paying attention to Helios or Xelor, who unconsciously moved away from his path, even if it was more by surprise than fear.

As for Ferda, who had not moved from her place for more than five minutes, she looked at Sabrina after hearing Alvine's words.

*Sigh, do what he says. Let's just hope that they will be enough to appease his anger.* Sabrina nods to Ferda, who had no choice but to bend to the will of her mistress.

She then looked at Alvine, who had finished his 'staging' after dragging the four elders among the crowd of hundreds of creatures with contracted eyebrows.

*The reason why I should not prevent him from taking revenge is because of the principles that are the basis of each cultivator. With such hatred and guilt, he would risk eroding his talent if he remained in this state longer.* She then gave this explanation when she saw Ferda's suspicions.

*I understand, ...but do you think that with his current level, he will be able to defeat an army made up of these magically resistant creatures? Must you have noticed these creatures resist divine energy, haven't you? Not to mention that I'm sure that he also noticed this factor; otherwise, he wouldn't ask you to verify their memories; he could have done it himself, am I wrong?*

*sigh; despite being aware of all this, he still wants to face them. So what's the point of wasting more time?*

"Sabrina? How long do I have to wait before she stops influencing time?" Alvine asks again with slight frustration after waiting so far.

But despite asking Sabrina this question, his eyes were focused only on Ferda, who always kept her concept in place with hesitation.

"Are you sure to face them together?" Ferda couldn't help but ask him

"My decisions do not concern you as far as I know. So stay out of it. I am grateful to you for saving my subjects, but this does not give you any additional authority."

Hearing Alvine's words, Ferda looked at him with discontent but did not bother to answer. Even if she had a haughty temperament like any of her pairs, she was more mature internally, unlike Sylvia or Linn.

"As you wish. But you're not going to prepare in advance?"She still ends up asking him this question by seeing him float nonchalantly over hundreds of foreigners.

As for Alvine, he did not bother to explain himself; he just grabbed the long war scythe that followed him from the beginning and nodded at Ferda to give her the green light.

"What arrogance!" She murmured to herself with frustration.

But the second after, a dark glow shone in Alvine's eyes, noticing the field's environment taking color following the snap of Ferda's finger.

But as soon as he noticed one of the creatures moving, his smile widened to his ears, followed by his black horns that ignited from the flames of Gehenna.

[Divine domain activation: Realm of purgatory!]