Chapter 60: A "Deity" Suppressed by Believers

The ground was littered with the corpses of various beasts: wolves, bears, deer, as well as smaller animals like rabbits and pheasants, numerous in quantity.

At this moment, the bodies of these beasts had all been dismembered. Their blood was used to draw inscriptions, and their skulls and limb bones were arranged around to form strange shapes.

Seeing such a scene, Silas was instantly startled, thinking in alarm, "My heavens, what is going on?"

The Husky lowered its head and sniffed, then showed a look of disgust, though it was unclear what it disliked.

The sound of Silas's voice startled the two Demonesses who were meditating.

When the two opened their eyes, a deep, greyish-blue light flashed past before returning to normal.

Upon seeing Silas, the two quickly rose. "Lord Apostle!"

Silas appeared calm, nodded slightly, and asked, "What's with all these corpses?"

Bernice wiped the blood from her mouth and explained, "Three days ago, we received the Lord's power. But this power was too immense for us to digest. At that time, we felt as if we were about to turn into blocks of ice and die."

Helles continued, "Instinctively, we felt we needed some blood to help us overcome this crisis. Afterward, we ran out at night and caught two wolves. By drinking their blood, the coldness in our bodies gradually subsided."

Bernice continued, "As the fusion deepened, some profound and cryptic knowledge appeared in our minds. This knowledge taught us some related runes. By sacrificing blood, bones, and flesh, we could more smoothly integrate the power our Lord gave us."

"After that, we captured more beasts for sacrifice. Finally, last night, we temporarily mastered some basic power and could resist the cold. But this knowledge is truly too vast. We can still hear countless people whispering in our ears at this moment."

"Sacrifice? To whom did you sacrifice? I haven't received anything!" Silas was full of puzzlement.

Helles then smiled. Her smile was radiant, but combined with the blood on her face, it gave an exceptionally ferocious and eerie impression.

"However, compared to those intermittent whispers, we feel very good now. And my body has undergone some changes. Perhaps it will allow us to integrate into normal society."

After receiving the affirmation and reward of their faith, the two previously timid Demonesses were now full of confidence.

Silas processed the information in his mind, temporarily setting it aside, and carefully observed the two.

Their appearances, like their souls, had undergone subtle changes.

These changes, combined with the alteration in their temperament and the traces of time, had completely transformed them from the two pitiful little girls in the wanted posters into two different people.

After looking around, a hint of worry flashed in Silas's mind. "Could it be that by enduring too much power, the two have completely broken down, becoming somewhat mentally abnormal?"

"Is there anything abnormal about us, Lord Apostle?" Helles, seemingly adept at discerning people's thoughts, asked curiously.

Silas shook his head. "The changes are a bit significant; I'm not quite used to it."

Helles smiled. "Please rest assured. We are our Lord's faithful warriors and also your most trustworthy partners and compatriots. You can use us as you wish. As long as it can spread our Lord's glory, we will not hesitate, even if it means being smashed to pieces."

A strange smile touched Bernice's lips. "If our bodies are shattered, we still have our souls."

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"It's over, it's over. I think I've messed up. How did those two cute, kind, and lovable Demonesses suddenly turn into such eerie fanatics!?" Silas now felt some regret.

Helles then took a step forward, drawing close to Silas, and asked hopefully, "Our Lord said you are preparing to establish a church for our Lord. When will you begin?"

Looking at Helles's beautiful face up close at this moment, the youthful, cute-girl-next-door look was gone. In its place was a more assertive, strikingly beautiful, and mature style.

Her current appearance was even more alluring than before, yet it exuded a very strange sense of oppression.

Silas instinctively took a step back, coughed, and said, "Don't be hasty! Compared to spreading His own light, our Lord values the safety of His people more. Since you can now integrate into normal society, the first thing to resolve is your identity problem."

At this moment, he felt somewhat nervous because he clearly sensed that his own aura was being suppressed by Helles!

"Damn it! I am your god! Now a god is actually being suppressed by the aura of a believer!?" Silas screamed inwardly.

Compared to the more aggressive Helles at this moment, Bernice, who had always been calm and aloof, was much more composed and steady.

She now came to Helles's side and said, "Our Lord said that matters here are entirely at the discretion of Lord Apostle. Helles, you shouldn't be too anxious."

"That's right! That's right!" Silas sighed in relief internally.

Helles blinked and nodded. "That's true. Our previous identities are, after all, too sensitive."

"Good, good. Their rationality is still very sound." Hearing this, Silas felt relieved.

He was truly afraid that these two girls had turned into fanatics like the previous one, completely incapable of listening to reason.

Here, the two suddenly focused their attention on the Husky.

"Could this be…" Seeing the Husky, both their eyes were filled with shock.

Silas said with a mysterious expression, "This is our Lord's boon to me. It's enough that you know; don't speak of it."

The two instantly widened their eyes and nodded quickly.

Although its size had become smaller and its aura more restrained, as people who had seen Silas's incomplete divine form, they still recognized at a glance that this somewhat silly-looking dog was His mount, or an incarnation of His mount.

Silas then said, "For the next few days, you two continue to hide here. I will resolve your identity issues as soon as possible so you can live in the city."

The two nodded upon hearing this, expressing their gratitude as before, very thankfully.

"Although their personalities have changed somewhat, these are subtle changes and shouldn't have too great an impact," Silas thought.

Afterward, Silas didn't linger here. After leaving, he jogged back to the city with the Husky.

At breakfast, Silas and Ada chatted idly.

"Demonstration march?" Silas was taken aback.

Silas suddenly heard that Ada had been participating in demonstration marches for the past few days.

Ada said casually, "Yes, organized with the humanitarian group. This winter is very cold, and quite a few homeless people have frozen to death recently. I couldn't bear it, so I found a humanitarian organization, hoping the government could give these unregistered homeless people a chance to get household registration. On one hand, it would facilitate management, and on the other, it would give the homeless an opportunity for re-employment."

"Ada, aren't you being a bit too meddlesome?" Silas mumbled.

Ada didn't mind, smiled, and patted Silas's head. "Homeless people are people too. If we can help, we should help. We should be kind-hearted and help others."

With that, Ada's face showed that indescribable, saintly smile as she continued, "And the government contacted me yesterday. They've already held a meeting to prepare for re-registering the homeless. Isn't that good? Giving people without identity a chance to start a new life."