Chapter 187: One hundred and thirty-nine: Aftermath (2)
Malin led his team back to the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, and as he expected, the followers of the Mimicking Bird and Nagoth had already turned the entire street into a battlefield.
In the past, to confront the Church of the Rightful Gods, the followers from both sides wouldn’t mind cooperating with each other for mutual benefit. But this time, from the outset, the followers were at each other’s throats. So when they faced defeat together, there was no longer any chance of collaboration or a joint victory.
Resentment, loathing, and the followers of Chaos blamed each other for their failures, eager to kill something to please the Evil God. They unanimously set their sights on the Church of the Goddess of Harvest as a target—the Church of Justice and the Church of the War God were foes beyond them, and other churches were too close for comfort. Only the Church of the Goddess of Harvest was a suitable target.
It stood some distance away from the Church district and neither sounded nor seemed like an institution adept in warfare.
So the two sides converged at the gates of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest, fueled by new grudges and old. Compounded by the firmly closed doors of the Church, showing no willingness to join the life-and-death struggle, both sides eventually bled out in front of their shared target’s doorway, leaving a few wretched survivors to be target practice for the Apprentices.
"I told the commander of the Guard to leave the clean-up to us," said Lila of the Xeling family, making another appearance. This time she wasn’t provocative—in fact, upon Malin’s arrival, it might be because the Blood Roar he carried had an effect; the fact was, even the high-ranking officials of the Guard were surprised by the giant axe on Malin’s shoulder, and the more knowledgeable priests even named the weapon.
Therefore, Malin instantly became the boss of the bear-man twin Apprentices in Pamir City.
Malin also handed the axe over to them to carry—when not in use, Malin switched the Blood Roar back to its bloodwood handle.
The Blood Roar, although somewhat unhappy, acquiesced—given that today it had already indulged in the fresh blood of Chaos, it accepted Malin as its new master, beyond reproach.
Besides, Malin told it, during the fight, he would equip it with tender branches from the World Tree.