The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 978 - 501: The Monastery Filled with Demons_2

Chapter 978: Chapter 501: The Monastery Filled with Demons_2

The Hearthstone Witch wondered, "Subspace power can actually take effect around the universal Law?"

"Please note, it is the damaged universal Law," Ivita said indifferently. "And if you observe carefully, you’ll find that the Law within this monastery has already decayed significantly. This monastery is only a monastery in name, with probably a great number of corrupt individuals within."

It was only then that the Hearthstone Witch realized that something was very wrong with the monastery, and that there was even a strong presence of demons inside.

The evil forces within the entire monastery had achieved a very delicate balance with the universal Law: The Church, and the robbers who had been dominated by the subspace aura acted like chips added to one side of the scale.

Although they weren’t powerful enough, they were sufficient to destabilize the monastery.

At this moment, the knights inside the monastery also became panicked.

Because of the robbers’ invasion, the decay of the monastery was laid bare, revealing that at that very moment, there was some sort of gathering inside, with hundreds of beautiful low-ranked noble women serving the noble godly officials within the monastery.

Even though the Hearthstone Witch had long been aware of the corruption inside the Church, she was still shocked by this scene.

’It turns out I am but a minor evil,’ the Hearthstone Witch said disheartened. "Compared to these people, what am I? No matter how wickedly I behave, I can never match the people inside this monastery."

"How dare they..."

It wasn’t just high-ranking godly officers acting unscrupulously inside the monastery; there were also high officials and great nobles from the Lorin Duchy, even Duke Lorin himself.

The monastery had evidently become a place where the privileged of the country sought pleasure and indulged in debauchery.

At this moment, suddenly disrupted by the invading robbers, they hurriedly got dressed and questioned the monks within the monastery.

"What’s going on, how can a bunch of ragged robbers break into the monastery?"

"Hurry up and kill these filthy, lowly robbers."

However, the robbers, enhanced by the subspace aura, now had a special attacking effect against corruption, and they truly wreaked havoc inside the monastery, bathing it in rivers of blood.

Many noble nobles, some even without having time to dress fully, were killed by the lowlife robbers.

Of course, some of them were demons in hiding who did the secretive killing. The sins here were so plentiful that even demons were summoned and lurked among the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Ivita realized that in the Magic Black Forest, ordinary people could still easily rise up in rebellion.

Because the Magic Black Forest concealed so many powers, and the hearts of the commoners, aggrieved by injustices, if persistent and stubborn enough, might attract some special powers.

Just like now, although the subspace aura was her own projection, the stench of decay from the Lorin Root Monastery had triggered the descent of a subspace projection in this place, indirectly strengthening the robbers.

But this was fine, as it allowed Ivita to disentangle herself from this affair.

In a strict sense, it was not Ivita who had caused the current situation, but the nobles within the monastery themselves.

The Hearthstone Witch, stunned by the crimes occurring inside the monastery, said, "The Lorin Duchy is also considered an old duchy."

"Yet they are so corrupt."

"Ordinary nobility and theocratic nobility, even the Duke, are all wallowing in the same mire."

"No wonder the Black Death broke out. This world is far more corrupted than what I had seen before. I must take deep reflection and introspection," Ivan said.

Ivita said, "What do you have to reflect on?"

The Hearthstone Witch replied, "Your Highness, I need to reflect on why I didn’t strive further on the path of evil!"

"Compared to such wickedness, I am truly too kind."

"These hypocritical people, it’s no wonder the universal Law here is so fragile."

Ivita said, "The Lorin Duchy is prone to corruption precisely because it has a long history. If a nation is under no survival pressure, its rulers easily succumb to corruption, indulging in a life of utter debauchery."

"Alright, our robbers have obtained that sacred object. It seems we need not ponder whether to return the object afterward. I think the nobles inside this monastery would prefer not to publicize the matter."

"They can only take their loss silently. No, that’s not entirely correct. Not having that sacred object might even be a blessing in disguise for those in the monastery."

The Lorin Duchy was an open supporter of Oyo III, serving as one of his right-hand aides.

Ivita’s actions were perfectly aimed at weakening Oyo III’s supporters.

When the robbers left the monastery with a great amount of wealth, Ivita approached the leader of the robbers.

Ivita said, "Friend, it’s time for you to return the item to me, isn’t it?"

The leader of the robbers was a middle-aged man with a noticeable scar by his mouth. He looked up at Ivita with a mix of wariness and fear. "Is that voice that’s been ringing in my ears yours?"

"I have done what you asked of me, here’s the item for you."

"Holding it, I truly felt as though it was burning my hands, almost cooking the palms."

"But don’t even think about taking the rest of the loot we robbed. This money... we still need to give it to the families in our village."

Ivita’s expression shifted slightly. The order within the Lorin Duchy was so chaotic that village protection had to rely on robbers.

But this was also normal.

In many places where order had collapsed, robbers and bandits were themselves from nearby villages and towns, and they also took on the responsibility of protecting these places.

Of course, preying on the inhabitants of those villages and towns was also part of their agenda.

Ivita said, "I am not greatly interested in the wealth you carry. It all belongs to the Lorin Root Monastery, and you won’t be able to spend it."

"Duke Lorin will soon trace it back to you."

The robber leader couldn’t help but say, "We’re not afraid of him. If it weren’t for the robberies, we wouldn’t have survived this long; every day is borrowed time. Besides, we don’t believe in an afterlife, that the soul enters heaven. Those power-holders in the monastery don’t seem worried about it either."

Ivita looked at the sacred object in his hand and shook his head, "The rulers of the Lorin Duchy have a way out. Their afterlife does not necessarily need to be in the heaven of the God of All Things. Besides, the threshold for entering that heaven is too high for common folk to cross."

"Well, I am pleased to have made your acquaintance. Now, I must be going."

The robber leader quickly stopped Ivita. "Sir, I know you’re a person of high standing, someone who doesn’t even consider the Duke worthy of attention. I want to ask you to help us, to let the power you gave us remain within us. It feels too exhilarating. Never have I felt life could be so free."

Ivita gave him a glance, let out a small sigh, and then vanished.

After obtaining the sacred object, Ivita and the Hearthstone Witch discarded it on the muddy ground a kilometer outside Oyo III’s military camp that very night.

This almost alerted the Law universal.

The next day, when the soldiers discovered the sacred object outside their camp, they were all stunned for a moment. Then, they took it as an auspicious omen for their expedition. Some ran to report the good news to Oyo III’s tent.

Inside his tent, upon learning of the situation, Oyo III immediately felt a sense of unease.

’Why has a sacred object suddenly appeared outside my camp at this time?’

’Idol worship? Idol worship... Ivita, you actually resorted to such a tactic.’

’By now, all the soldiers in the camp must be aware of this news. They may see it as a good omen, but for me, it is a source of chaos. Now, how should I deal with this so-called sacred object? Should I destroy it, or should I openly take it into my army?’

Oyo III felt an instinctive aversion to the so-called sacred object. "If I could, I would burn all objects of idol worship, for they are nothing but blasphemies against my faith."