Aira watching Loja walk forward with determined steps, the smile on his face was hard to suppress.
Although there were some deviations from the plot they agreed upon with the demon "Galeus."
The fool admitted at the beginning that he was the identity of the Dark Gods.
However, as long as the result is consistent, Loja will kill this obstacle.
Then they were surrounded by the dark believers, fighting their way to break through.
Since then, Loja regrets not listening to his own advice from the beginning, speaking to him in the future!
This way, the plan to induce the curse son into decadence can also be realized.
"Hey, hey! Now it's over, I was too happy earlier and forgot you are a monotheistic... "
Aaron's voice stuttered: "But what just happened? There was a voice saying this next to me. Loja, do you believe it?"
Loja bowed his head, holding the hammer tightly, making a decision.
He knew he couldn't kill Aaron, as soon as this existence was affected, it would disappear.
He reappeared after a few months, appearing like a shadowy spirit.
Aaron faced Loja's gaze, and suddenly a spark of light flashed. He carefully looked, and the flames were only attached to his clothes.
He hurriedly opened his mouth and said:
"Hold on!"
He quickly removed his shirt and threw it aside. As expected, the dark flames still remained on the clothes.
His body showed no distortion or change, his upper body was the same as ordinary people, and his lower body burned with dark flames.
"Should I take off my pants as well?"
Aaron felt embarrassed, although he had seen many Greek gods, or his brothers' statues when he was young.
But to be naked in front of his younger brother, at least not now.
It should at least be the most luxurious Roman bathhouse, I've heard they are so opulent that even the chamber pots have gold trim.
Damn, why is my mind so messed up, what am I thinking about!
"Get away from here and never come back to me again."
A faint voice came through, transmitted directly into his mind.
Is this, Loja's voice?
Aaron was puzzled.
The latter raised the hammer:
【Get out, pick up your weapon and fight with me. After the impact, you will return to your domain.】
【Aaron, my instinct tells me that you may be a hallucination designed by the Dark Gods for me. Or maybe you are really my brother. I don't know what to do, maybe this is the best choice.】
The hammer was swung, slicing through the air with a whistling wind, resembling a convergence of wind and thunder before it struck anything.
Nothing in the mundane world dares to withstand it.
Aaron thought that even when Marum wore armor, his fist could not compare to this.
Well, it's my father's inherited bad communication skills that caused the misunderstanding.
Alright, for now, at least not let my brother, the believer, lose face in front of other believers.
As an elder brother, he should consider these.
Aaron took advantage of the momentum and rolled forward, charging towards the chainsword.
Also, you have to cut off Loja's wound during the battle.
He imagined himself as Marum, even when he ran and stumbled, as if a metal battle boot was actually under his foot.
Zzzzzz!
He picked up the chainsaw sword, activated the taller weapon and swung it around.
He rushed towards Loja.
His eyes blazed with intensity as he stared at Loja. The latter, for some unknown reason, intuitively tapped the hammer at the side, deliberately exposing the bloodied flesh of his wound.
Hisssssss——
The chainsaw sword ground out blazing sparks, tearing the filthy piece of flesh.
Almost instantly, Loja's wound began to heal, with the dark energies howling and escaping.
At this moment, Aira also felt that the ability to locate had become ineffective.
Wait, wait! This doesn't match my plan!
Damn it, Galeus, that demon who calls himself the Lord of Deformity, did he trick me?
If his plan cannot be carried out smoothly, the Cursed Son will definitely suspect his abnormality.
Damn it, I should have planned it myself instead of working with those blues.
They usually involve their own people in their schemes, even taking pleasure in it!
During this time of contemplation, the battle quickly ended, as the gap in power was too great.
Aaron was beaten into a ghost.
Loja steadily retracted the hammer and turned around.
Everyone saw the broken scene of Aaron, and all praised Loja as a great saint.
Indeed, those are the Dark Gods, from an exotic space, distorting the minds of secular people and falling into an endless abyss.
Aira maintained a look of joy from surviving the danger, his mind already cursing his collaborators in vivid and foul language.
He wanted to continue pushing the plan and investigate Loja's emotions.
As he was about to walk up to him, the giant said calmly:
"Ladies and gentlemen, the threat of darkness has not gone away. Strengthen the defense of our strongholds. Go back, I will atone for my previous hesitation and pray to the only true god."
No one can refuse the request for a saint's prayer, and the believers one by one leave, leaving a quiet space.
Aira was reluctant, now the plan was completely messed up, and he was definitely suspected by Loja!
Can he only bear it with a grudge and go to cooperate with that fool, Cole?
That is Loja's adoptive father, and there is still an opportunity to participate in the process of shaping the Cursed Son.
Aira appeared to retreat respectfully, returning to his residence.
He patiently waited until late at night, sinking into meditation and calling upon Galeus.
Amongst the endless thoughts, a bird lizard with deformed shape, covered in countless distorted texts and symbols, fell from the sky.
It has a bird beak and lizard beak, but opens its mouth with human mouths on its arms:
"Aira, who did you find? Our plan was to frame those who could severely damage Loja's psychological defenses, not a fool! A fool who thinks he's a god when I say he is!"
Damn Galeus, how can he question himself?
Aira was angered:
"That guy wasn't the one you guys got, right? He's not an actual life form, and he really did cause Loja's emotional turmoil."
"If he is truly a kind of god you call your own, I will have to consider the risks of continuing to cooperate with you."
Galeus was stunned, shaking off his body and stretching out the feathers that were trapped by the scales:
"You said, that guy is not an actual life form!"
"Ha ha ha! So interesting, never seen such changes before! If it really is like this, then if the plan is confirmed and reality follows the plan without change, it would be boring!"
"It's better to have some unpredictable accidents that we both don't know about!"
Galeus excitedly roared, the lizard's mouth extended its tongue to lick his bird mouth.
Only Aira was enraged to the extreme, covering his face.
Chaos, chaos, truly a mess.
Only my purpose is clear.
He really had to go to find Cole Fahrenheit, and then re-evaluate the necessity of continuing to cooperate with Galeus this demon.
Aira angrily left.
Terra, four ten thousand years ago.
In the moment Aaron was defeated, he fixed his gaze on Loja with determination and vowed to personally kick Loja's ass in the future.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already rolled off the bed.
And Marum's chainsaw sword was still neatly lying in its original place.
"Hey, Marum, not bad luck, I handled my brother's trouble. Here's your chainsaw sword back."
Aaron crawled up on one arm, holding his sore arm. Marum came over and put away his weapon, kneeling down next to Aaron to check on him.
"It's just some sprains, not a big deal. Aaron, were you in a fight with something?"
