Chapter 74 : Chapter 74
Volume 1
Chapter 74 : The Love God’s Whisper (14)
“But do I have any other choice?”
Muen suddenly gave a carefree smile.
“Out there, there is a maid with big breasts, long legs, a great figure, and a fondness for black stockings, crying and waiting for me to save her.”
“The last woman who cried and begged me was my mom in my previous life, forcing me to go out and find a girlfriend.”
“So come on then, King of Withering.”
Muen spread his arms.
“At a moment like this, I am not so weak that I would fear a mere evil god.”
【Hmph.】
The King of Withering let out a disdainful snort.
As though mocking an ant for overestimating itself.
But even an ant, if it could put on an entertaining performance, was worth pausing to watch, was it not?
And so, as you wish.
The endless red earth suddenly trembled.
A gigantic, withered hand slowly emerged before Muen.
The hand was charred black, as though it had been burned by flames.
And beneath that coal-like blackened skin, Muen could feel a scorching heat so intense it seemed capable of burning the entire world to ash!
The hand reached for Muen, and then its five fingers... gradually clenched shut!
Sizzle, sizzle.
Muen felt his skin press against the hand.
The burning fingerprints seared themselves into his flesh one by one, like some bizarre totem.
Excruciating pain and mad whispers flooded his mind, erupting into a horrifying urge to simply destroy the world.
Pain.
So much pain.
Pain beyond endurance.
But this time, even the black book could not help him.
He could rely only on himself.
...
“What is this thing...?”
As Ann watched Eluka’s head drift ever closer, a trace of despair entered her eyes.
She had never felt so powerless before.
From the very moment her ability awakened, divine blessing had naturally placed her among the strong.
But before this indescribable existence, the power she had always relied upon had, for the first time, lost all of its former invincibility.
She could not move.
She could only watch helplessly as she... walked toward death.
The holy wings spread wide, and a distant, ethereal hymn began to play.
A trace of greed leaked from the gaze within those black eyes as Eluka’s head opened its mouth once more.
This time, a terrifying force of suction burst forth, slowly peeling something away from Ann’s body.
Along with her soul.
“So this is as far as I can go...?”
“What a shame. There are still things I have not said to the Young Master yet.”
“I truly am an unqualified maid.”
After trying every possible struggle,
Ann knew she had no means left.
So she could only close her eyes and wait for death to descend.
“Hey, Ann.”
But at that moment, a familiar voice rang out.
It sounded almost like a hallucination, hazy and unreal.
Yet whenever she heard that voice, no matter when, no matter where, even if a terrifying evil god stood in front of her, Ann would open her eyes and look over without hesitation.
Because it was Young Master’s voice.
“Didn’t I tell you to keep your back straight?”
At some point, Muen had already broken free of that invisible restraint and arrived behind Eluka’s head, which was under the evil god’s control.
He looked at Ann and said sternly,
“My personal maid would never give up over something at this level, would she?”
Ann stared blankly at Muen.
Then suddenly, her nose turned a little sour again.
But this time, she held it back.
She would not cry again.
Because the Young Master did not like seeing her in a sorry state.
Then no matter the time, no matter the occasion, she had to remain elegant and strong!
Even in the face of death!
“That is more like it.”
Seeing Ann steel herself once more, Muen smiled.
Then he suddenly turned his head, like someone embracing a cute girl from behind, tilting his head as he looked at his beloved with intimate affection.
Muen looked at Eluka—no, more precisely, at that terrifying will hidden within Eluka’s black eyes.
His expression instantly turned ferocious!
“Hey, you damned evil god, it looks like you are about to do something very bad to my maid.”
Leaning close to Eluka’s ear, Muen whispered softly,
“If you want to play games, how about playing with me instead? It just so happens that I have something I would like to give you.”
Muen’s hand seized one of the holy wings.
Strange, burning marks flowed across the skin of his arm.
They looked like fingerprints.
They were scorching hot.
In the next moment, Muen gripped the wing tightly and tore.
Those wings, which not even steel had been able to damage in the slightest, were ripped off by him by sheer force!
As easily as tearing two sheets of paper.
“ROAR—”
Eluka let out a furious howl. The will inside those black eyes glared coldly at Muen, and a horrifying tide of malice surged forth.
A mere human dared blaspheme against a god!
“Oh? You seem pretty unconvinced.”
After tearing off the wings, Muen suddenly stretched out his hand and clamped it tightly around Eluka’s cheeks.
He met Its gaze head-on.
The will inside those black eyes froze for an instant in astonishment, then sneered.
A mere human dared look directly at Me?
Watch as I—
Hm?
Wait.
Something is wrong!
Within Muen’s eyes, fire burned as well and through those crimson flames, another terrifying existence cast down a solemn gaze from the endless red heavens above.
Gaze met gaze.
In a daze, Muen heard a scornful snort.
【Filthy god, putting on airs.】
Firelight suddenly ignited within Eluka’s pitch-black eyes as well.
Like a spark lit in the middle of the night.
And that tiny spark was enough to burn through the whole darkness.
“ROAR—”
Eluka howled. Unintelligible syllables spilled continuously from her mouth, like the desperate roar of a beast driven into a dead end.
She struggled wildly, trying to tear herself free from Muen’s stare.
But Muen’s hands were like iron clamps, locking Eluka’s head firmly in place.
“What, don’t you love love so much?”
Muen roared back,
“Then come and feel my love! This is the gift I am giving you! This is my love, you damned evil god!”
“Accept my tender loving care!”
Crimson flames began to blaze continuously from Muen’s skin, then flowed like molten lava through Eluka’s mouth and nose, pouring into that profound darkness.
The darkness shrank and collapsed under the scorching flames, as though it had encountered its natural nemesis.
And at last, that hidden within the darkness revealed a trace of fear.
And the urge to retreat.
So even an evil god could feel fear?
Do not back down now, bastard.
Come fight me head-on!
Muen grinned savagely.
Whoever chickens out is the grandson!
At that very moment, Muen felt those black eyes squirm slightly.
The will within the darkness forcibly cut off its gaze from the King of Withering and turned it instead onto Muen.
Eluka’s lips moved, and to Muen’s surprise, a human voice came out.
“So it just so happens... that Withering... is what counters Me...”
“But He cannot possibly keep His gaze fixed... on a mere human forever.”
The words came out haltingly, like an infant learning to speak.
But before long, the sentences became smooth and fluent.
For that existence, it seemed that learning human language required no more than a few lines.
“So.”
In the final moment before the darkness dispersed, that will stared at Muen and said in a cold voice,
“I will remember you.”
“Muen Campbell.”
“Huh?”
Muen froze.
Then his expression immediately turned horrified.
“Wait, Divine One, what did you just say?”
“Remember me? I am only a mere human. How could I possibly be worthy of Your remembrance?”
“I was only joking just now. Could you please just let me go like a fart, all right?”
“My name is actually Lier, not Muen. You have mistaken me for someone else!”
“I caved, okay? Please let me off!”
“Please, I beg You, do not look at me!”
Muen’s pleas echoed through the air, but by then, no one... and no god, was listening anymore.