Swoosh—

Those dangerous snakes didn't last even half a second in his hands, all turned into corpses!

"Hahaha!"

Radley laughed triumphantly: "Come on! You filthy creatures! Try to kill me! Hahaha!"

He was only of Middle Tier strength, but the power he displayed exceeded his actual level by far.

After this brutal war, in battle after battle, he clearly felt a significant improvement in his abilities.

Not only in his skills but also in his practical combat had made great strides!

He knew, it wouldn't be long before he could advance to High Tier.

However... he might not have that time.

Just as Radley was showing off his divine prowess, the other snakes didn't stop and quickly surrounded them, enclosing the two of them tightly.

"Uncle Radley!"

The boy looked at the pair of snake eyes around them, his heart filled with unease, and he muttered in remorse and self-blame: "...It's all my fault for getting you into danger too."

If it weren't to save him, Radley wouldn't have rushed in and risked dying with him.

The boy felt guilty, but Radley did not respond to it. Instead, he roared, "Boy, stand up straight! What kind of discouraging nonsense are you saying!"

"I don't remember your father teaching you to be such a coward when he was alive!"

"And also! Who said we're dead—"

But just before they were about to be completely surrounded, a figure rushed in, slashing at the snake group with a sudden swing of a sword. The arcing sword light cut through the encircling snake monsters into several pieces. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Haha, reinforcements are here! Let's go!"

No warrior was unfamiliar with such a sword light.

It was—the! Holy! Slash!

Great, the Paladin has arrived!

The two retreated smoothly under the Paladin's cover.

Radley carried the unconscious comrade on his back, smiling at the boy, "If you didn't heed warnings and ran around, I'd have beaten you half to death, then dragged you back to the Apprentice Priest for treatment. And if you got poisoned and died on the way, leave your body intact and take it to a High Tier Priest for resurrection!"

"And hey... boy, you didn't let us down."

"You conquered your fear, rushed to save your comrades, you're a good warrior."

When they returned to the fortress, everyone who saw them cheered and praised his bravery.

"Hahaha! Well done!"

"That's a warrior of our Lord!"

"Good boy!"

...

The boy scratched his head bashfully, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Radley patted him on the shoulder, laughed, and said, "Haha, aren't you not afraid now?"

"Not only you shouldn't worry about death, but no one needs to!"

Although Radley was not the strongest among everyone, his loud voice was the most familiar to all.

He laughed, loudly saying, "We all know the Church won't abandon any sacrifice."

"All the Holy Water, Potions, Divine Skills, they're all plentiful!"

"As long as you're not dead on the spot, the Church will bring us back."

"And if we're really unfortunate, swallowed and spit out by a monster or shattered into bits, too late to revive... then consider yourself unlucky! Who told you to be that careless! Haha!"

After Radley finished speaking, everyone was momentarily stupefied, then burst into laughter together, pointing at him and laughing jokingly.

"Hahaha!"

"Damn it, Radley, can't you say something nice? Damn it, hahaha!"

"You're the unlucky one!"

"Radley, you scoundrel! You'll be the one pulled out by the monsters! Hahaha!"

In usual times, such crude and hellish jokes were not considered amusing and might attract angry glares from others.

But in such a battlefield, uttered by someone among them, it added a lot of dark humor to the joke.

In the face of life and death, the warriors cast aside many worries.

Death?

Heh.

Whoever fears death is a coward!

After being laughed at and scolded for a while, Radley kept laughing: "We won't die in vain!"

They were human, living people.

Even the bravest warrior feared death.

But they feared dying for nothing even more.

More than dying on the battlefield, lying in bed with nothing achieved scared them more.

And now, they were determined not to waste their lives.

Able to fight for their faith and belief, to sacrifice their lives for it.

They died a worthy death!

Finding it sweet!

"Since everyone understands... then!"

Radley raised his weapon high, veins bulging on his neck, roaring almost fanatically: "For our Lord!"

In the next moment, the response surged forth like a tidal wave.

"For our Lord!!!"

Just now, Fao, who covered Radley and the others, also stood up at this point, waving his arms and shouting: "For Justice!"

"For Justice!!!"

They didn't know what the future held, but the warriors' sharp intuition towards death made them aware that a new wave of attack from the Evil God Church was likely imminent.

War had never truly stopped!

...

...

And as they thought, that was how the truth unfolded.

When mortals had prepared to fight to the death, the evil deities were also fully prepared.

In the center of the blood altar, the giant egg emitted a chilling cracking sound.

Crack crack crack... crack!

On this day, in the underground tomb.

The incarnation of the Evil God...

was born.