After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 145 - 38 What is Hell
Death.
Death.
Death.
On the road to the Black Rose Kingdom, corpses impaled by long spears stood erect on both sides of the road, blazing flames scorched the bodies, illuminating the path like street lamps.
Occasionally, one could still see a corpse twitch suddenly.
"Has the Church of Death collaborated with the Dusk Cult?" Xi Mu looked at the mare and observed the corpses impaled on either side.
"Those with a penchant for impaling bodies should be the Church of Death’s Grand Duke of Impalement, yet the burning of bodies is the fire of Sulter."
He shook his head helplessly.
"The two most troublesome cults appearing here at once, the situation is worse than I initially anticipated."
"The worse the situation, the more it attracts attention," Eden, seated sideways on horseback, brushed her golden hair behind her ear.
She then turned her head to explain to Ahtal, who also sat on horseback.
"If the cultists’ activities become too conspicuous, the power of the church and the state will intervene, which might actually make things easier to handle."
It was no empty talk. If a cultist were to infiltrate the city alone, randomly kill someone and then start fleeing,
then there wouldn’t be too much concern about an official pursuit. After all, to launch an elaborate hunt for a single murder, wasting a large amount of resources and manpower, wouldn’t be worth it for the officials unless the victim was of significant importance.
However, if the cultists were to gather in large numbers and start openly planning a major event, the situation would change drastically.
The forces from the church and the state would immediately mobilize efficiently to deal with the cultists at the fastest speed possible.
"I hope so," Xi Mu laughed, seemingly comforted by Eden’s words, his tone much lighter.
He rode the mare at a gallop and entered the Black Rose Kingdom.
Compared to the bizarre atmosphere outside, the Black Rose Kingdom seemed very peaceful; people maintained a normal pace of life, apparently unaware of the impaled corpses outside.
These humans...something is off.
The mare glanced at the humans around her, feeling that everything was very strange since she had come to the Black Rose Kingdom.
"The mainstream belief in the Black Rose Kingdom is in the Goddess of Death; they believe that this world is the real Hell, and Hell is the real world," Eden explained patiently, apparently seeing the mare’s confusion:
"The followers of the Goddess of Death firmly believe that all suffering they experience while alive is due to sins they committed in the ’real’ world, which is why they were sent to the ’real’ Hell to suffer."
"When they die naturally, their souls can return to the ’real’ world and regain the qualification to become ’people’."
"Therefore, the followers of the Goddess of Death do not fear death. To them, this world is an actual Hell where everyone struggles and suffers, and only at the moment of life’s end can suffering be brought to an end."
The mare: "..."
She had indeed heard people talk about this philosophy, but after actually arriving in the Black Rose Kingdom, she still felt... uneasy as if everyone here was a group of abnormally thinking individuals.
Why would anyone consider the human world to be Hell.
"Lord Ahtal, aren’t you a follower of the Goddess of Death?" Eden kept her smile and turned to look toward Ahtal:
"You should have a very deep understanding of the followers of the Goddess of Death, shouldn’t you?"
"But I also believe in the Goddess of Life," Xi Mu explained casually, "Death is to give value to life, and life is to give value to death."
He smiled.
"That’s why I don’t quite agree with the typical followers of the Goddess of Death."
The mare: "..."
If she didn’t know the truth, she would have really thought that Ahtal’s power of death came from the Goddess of Death.
However, in reality, Ahtal’s power of death came from the Witch of Death and he was particularly favored by the Witch of Death.
Within the Church of Death, he was already a high-ranking individual. Once Ahtal improved his strength in the future, he could possibly become the leader of the Church of Death.
By then, Ahtal might be the most dangerous man in the world.
"It’s good for Lord Ahtal to have his own thoughts," Eden nodded her approval, not surprised that Xi Mu had interpretations different from regular believers, for every believer could have their own understanding of the divine Dao.
Having corresponding beliefs and then interpreting according to those beliefs to understand the truth of their worshipped deity is what a normal believer should do.
Not simply because they want to enjoy blessings in Hell after death.
In a sense, the belief system of the Black Rose Kingdom had gone astray, but it’s precisely this deviation that was most accepted by the masses.
And at that moment.
"Everyone has their own perspective on the Goddess of Death." A languid male voice came through, and there was a man with a slicked-back hairdo, wearing rings set with gems on both hands, draped in a fur coat.
He was followed by dozens of guards donned in extremely fine armor, equipped with high-quality knight swords.
"An eight-legged mare, silver armor, handsome features... mmm, welcome to the Black Rose Kingdom, Lord Ahtal." The man gestured toward the distant Church of Goddess of Death in the midst of Xi Mu’s astonished gaze.
"Hahaha... Lord Ahtal, you are indeed a renowned hero; it would be difficult for us not to notice your arrival."
