Divine Protection: The Pride System
Episode 47: The Massacre of the Great Sins
—Trambling, creeping and swallowing its contents.
Blackness is a form of fear, everything is black, everything is dark, this is a form of true fear.
Feeling nauseous, his stomach feels nauseous as if someone is fiddling with his stomach.
His right wrist was squeezing and hurting, it was sore and throbbing.
Everything was filled, everything was filled until the contents spilled. It was dark, it was black, like an evil mud.
The mud was spilling and soiling the hearts of humanity, getting heavier and sicker, in the end the heart was broken.
Now everything was empty, however, the void was immediately filled with the mud of ugliness, the mud of evil, the mud of fear, the disgusting mud.
His consciousness was staggered, it was nauseous, it was painful, it was throbbing, it was an unbearable feeling.
However, even so, he had to walk, he had to move, because that was what he had been doing all along.
Retake what belongs to him and keep moving forward. Take back what was lost to him and keep moving forward. That's all he needs to do...
—What the hell does he really want?
Taking and stealing, giving and throwing, those are just disgusting chains of life.
... He has to walk and move forward.
—What the hell is he doing?
His body was submerged, his body was submerged, his body was swallowed by his own mud which he ate.
He would die if he did not move forward, he would have to extend his hand and save himself.
That way, in doing so Night Rogant rewrote his destiny.
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Water dripping from the sky.
The sky had wept lamenting the miserable world.
The rain has come, the rain has come.
The birds began to sing commemorating the whole living creature.
Rain fell and soaked Rogant's body, his body fainted while standing.
Water dripped and flowed through his body.
Then, suddenly his hand throbbed.
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
The Mot hissed like a crying baby, they cursed the coming rain.
The rain sucks, the rain messes up, they'll wet their bad wings. The Mot hates the rain...
That moth-like demonic beast did not like the rain because it would wet their bodies and make them difficult to move.
“HIIIEEEKKHH—!!! HIIIEEEKKHH—!!!”
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
They flick their wings and hiss like a crying baby.
Their voices were so noisy they were deafening.
They all started flying there in a panic to avoid the rain falling.
They were toIoI, so they would never think of calmly taking shelter under a tree or digging in the ground. They're just violent creatures...
They just have disgusting brains, they just love torture and murder.
They just need to eat and get stronger. They just need to be strong to be able to survive, they don't need to be smart.
That's how they. So, even when it rains they can only wriggle around the place like a drunk.
However, in the time they caught up—
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
—One of them was killed with a body slashed.
At that instant, the entire Mot became silent and watched the dead corpse of his friend.
But instead of being helpful or alert, they laugh at their dead friend. Some even tried to eat it.
“Oh come on, have you guys always been like this? Disgusting.”
The sound came from behind them.
Enamored by the sound, the Mot turned his large body and turned to the source of the sound.
There they saw a young man with white hair that shone like the light of the moon.
The young man with a gentle smile underestimated them all.
His black and dark irises looked as if he was carrying a great curse.
However, what attracted the most attention from the young man was his appearance. He doesn't look like a human being.
In his right hand was a sword, it was black and disgusting, like a pulsating living creature.
As the human inner skin opened out, something like that stuck to the white youth's right arm and formed a huge sword.
Scary and disgusting, that's the right word to describe the weapon.
It was >Devil Sword Schrik< who had fallen with the body of >Night Rogant<
“HIIIEEEKKHH—!!! HIIIEEEKKHH—!!!”
“HEEEIIIKKKHHH—!!”
The Mot began to let out a voice that sounded like a crying baby. They all laughed at Rogant's strange appearance.
They laugh at Rogant who comes alone to face them all.
He must be stupid, he must be toIoI, then we can win, thought their disgusting brains.
That way, the Mots started flying, they never even thought of cooperating.
They randomly flew and lunged at Rogant's body at a frightening speed.
“Basic toIoI.”
Raising his right hand which was now turned into a loathsome greatsword, Rogant put up the horses.
But, not looking relaxed, he mounted the horses like an experienced swordsman and swung the disgusting greatsword forcefully.
But not to attack, Rogant made dust to mess with the Mot's eyes.
“HIIIEEEKKKHHH—?!”
The dust fumes quickly dissipated due to the raindrops, as did Rogant.
“HIIIEEEKKKHHH—?!”
They all hissed like babies crying, they panicked, they lost Rogant's whereabouts.
“Hey, I'm here.”
Hearing a voice coming out of nowhere, the Mot began hissing again like a crying baby and turned their bodies to the source of the sound.
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—?!”
“Alright, I think this is becoming a little fun.”
Somehow, Rogant appears on the back of one of the Mot's. Instantly it was also one of Mot's dead.
His back was pierced with that disgusting big sword viciously.
The blackish-red blood started to splash from his puncture wound and his body fell down like a puppet whose rope was cut off.
“HEEEIIIKKKHHHH—!!! HIIIEEEKKHHH—!!!”
The other mot starts laughing at his dead friend. They were not worried at all, as they were sure they were strong.
The Mot really thought that they were the strongest creatures.
If their friend died, none of them would care about him, they would only need to avenge their dead friend.
But, none of them wanted to die for their own friends.
With such thoughts in mind, they confidently attacked Rogant who had killed one of their friends.
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
They flew and lunged at the Rogants with their huge bodies. Their bad legs catch Rogant's body.
They clasped his body tightly and ate his head first, then threw it into the trees in the forest.
His head was gone, Rogant's body was lying on the ground with blood spurting, he was dead.
But—
“Yap, this is how to fight.”
—Rewriting back his destiny, Rogant appears on one of the Mot's backs.
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—?!”
The herd of Mot was jolted, their faces all describing that they were shocked and confused.
—How can he be here?!
Well, if they had the sense to be able to talk, that would be what they would say.
“Ha-ha! Die!”
Immediately, Rogant stabbed the back of the Mot he was riding on and tore it in half using a loathsome big sword as he grinned widely.
”HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
The mot screamed loudly like a baby crying under his pain and suffering.
His body was torn apart until it pierced into his lower abdomen making his blood and innards spill on the ground.
His convulsing body finally died and fell down like a puppet whose rope was cut off.
“Oh how loving, what a miserable creature. All right, who's next?”
Rogant smiled, it was a big smile like a demon. His dark gaze peeked at the souls of the Mot.
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!” The screams of the Mot with the deafening sound of crying babies.
They're screwed, their friends one by one are dead, they're scared. So with their brains, they try to think.
Thinking of a good plan to kill his opponent, as they never considered themselves toIoI.
So, surely their plan will work. If, that doesn't work, it's not their fault either.
It's all wrong their useless friends and toIoI.
Thus, they decided to attack Rogant simultaneously.
From left and right, back and front, the Mot have managed to besiege Rogant.
“Well, it's great that you can think of working together like this. But, I'm disappointed, you guys are really toIoI. Is this all you can think of?”
“HIIIEEEKKKHH—!!!”
The Mot, who felt themselves humiliated, immediately lunged at Rogant's body simultaneously with a hissing sound like a crying baby.
They would tear apart the young man who dared to insult them.
They would crush that young man who dared to underestimate them.
As they imagined the young man crying and suffering for help, their faces grinned.
They laughed in a disgusting voice, they were already impatient to see the look on the young man's desperate face as they tortured him.
It was the most scrumptious thing when they fought a human.
However, even in such a situation, Rogant only sighed.
“Haahh... Boring.”
She said.
At the same time, Rogant raised his left hand that was not swallowed by the evil mud and made a loud noise.
It was the sound of fingers rubbing against each other. Well that's...
Rogant snapped his fingers.
Instantly it also—
“HIIIEEEEKKKKHHHHH—!!!”
—All the Mot split, their bodies split from the back penetrating all the way to their lower abdomen.
It was a similar death as their previous friend.
Well, they were all slaughtered in just the blink of an eye.
This is the true power of the >System Seven Daily< which bears the sin of Pride.
>Soul Resonance< has been activated.
