[Somewhere inside holy palace]
[Saint Louis point of view]
The constant groaning of pain...
My enemies dragging me. They're victorious, and yet they're the loser in the fight they initiates
The dark hallway or was it because of my dim vision not appreciating the torch and the fire stone being placed left and right to lighten up the hallway
"Another one..."
"Poor him... Getting the same fate as us"
"No. She wouldn't hurt someone before experimenting on it. He got it worse than us"
"SILENT!" [Old follower C]
I see. They will bring me there. To her playground. An extreme playground builds for her passion of tormenting other and to satiate her own desire
"Now, take the head crusher and bring it to me!" [Saintess Angela]
"Yes!" [Old follower A]
It hurts. My body is aching all over the place. My eyes feels like it's burning from the excessive input of my own light mana when fighting against all of those trying to kill me during the meeting. My hearing, all I heard are some buzzing sound accompanied by feeling of excessive vertigo and nausea. Blood might have stop dripping from wound all over my body, but my periphery are unusually cold, and it's not due to the environment, but rather due to the excessive blood loss I sustained during the battle. When was it, the last time I feel this scared... Was it when our home was raided, or was it when one of my brother corpses was mutilated right in front of me...
(Stop thinking about this Louis! Stay calm and composed, whatever happens, you must stop their plot to awaken the fallen god!) [Saint Louis]
"Here is the head crusher!" [Old follower A]
"Now leave! Let me have some fun first before throwing this guy into the abyss!" [Saintess Angela]
"R...R...R... Right!" [Old follower A]
And the old follower quickly left after seeing the true demeanor of his beloved saintess.
"Hahaha..." [Saint Louis]
"You shit! What is it you find so funny!" [Saintess Angela]
"So unlike a saintess, not that I am one to complaint after killing more than half the attendees, or maybe you're simply furious because of the large wound I gave to you" [Saint Louis]
"UUUUUUUUURHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHH!" [Saintess Angela]
The large wound that I gave to her, it run from the very top of her forehead down to her umbilicus, and even below, and a deep one at that. More than unhappiness because her beauty appearance is there no more, the constant high pitch screaming is more due to the torn from her excessive pride being shattered by me
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Saintess Rumia, you're without a doubt far better than this screaming sadistic person right in front of me. I'm glad it's you the one that supports me
"Come here! I'll crush your head!" [Saintess Angela]
"Ouch!" [Saint Louis]
Taking my head and slamming it at the metallic base of the head crusher, Saintess Angela quickly operate the head crusher. This torture device is composed of a screw, a large screw with a wide base being controlled by a small spinning wheel. It serves no purpose other than to torture people, as when the screw pressed on a person's head, it will not only bring intense pain, but the pressure will also crush one skull, protruding one's eye balls and also shattering one's teeth. A famous torturing device from the black market sold by the dark guild. How ironic is it, no, more like a karma as I once sold it to a noble to feed my family
"GAAAHHHHH!" [Saint Louis]
"Do you feel it! Do you feel the pain!" [Saintess Angela]
Calm down Louis. Just use your magic and withstand the pressure
"More! More! I'll crush your head more!" [Saintess Angela]
She keeps on spinning the wheel, making the screw pressing on my face deeper and deeper... This is bad, I'll seriously get kill... Trick her, shatter my own teeth voluntarily
~Teeth shatter~
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Shatter more! Shatter more!" [Saintess Angela]
~Maxilla shatter~
"Opps... My my, how unholy like of me. Plus, a fine specimen like you shouldn't be treat so roughly. Forgive me O Saint Louis. I'm truly sorry for shattering the handsome face of yours, will you forgive me?" [Saintess Angela]
"Ha...Ha...Haa...." [Saint Louis]
I survive... If I didn't trick her by shattering my own teeth and maxilla, only the goddess what would happen to me
"Still, I would like to make you mine and mine alone. Before I turn you into one of ours, how about I show you something interesting first" [Saintess Angela]
~Feigning ignorance~ "?" [Saint Louis]
"Interested aren't you. Very well" [Saintess Angela]
What will she show me? I just hope that it is something related to the fallen god awakening. Please goddess, let it be something related to the fallen god!
Going out for a short moment, the saintess comes back bringing me a sort of wheelchair. She single-handedly places me into the wheelchair and bring me to a deeper place, just the two of us, alone, leaving behind other old follower. Based on my mental calculation, it isn't that far off from the place I was tortured
"Now, we have arrived" [Saintess Angela]
"Angela. Who. Is. This?" [Zin]
"My next specimen, and a fine one at that. He will become a strong puppet of ours after I show him what's inside" [Saintess Angela]
"New. Friend?" [Zin]
"Indeed, a new friend" [Saintess Angela]
"Nice. To. Meet. You. New. Friend. I. Am. Zin. The. Half. Giant" [Zin]
"Hello..." [Saint Louis]
"My my, how polite of you. Now then Zin, can you let the two of us pass" [Saintess Angela]
"Right. Angela. And. New. Friend. Can. Go. Inside. Meet. Our. God" [Zin]
"!" [Saint Louis]
Finally! My prediction is correct! I'm glad I ask Linda to follow this plan of mine. Still, with a half giant that is reported can use his giant racial magic, Extreme Gigantification, as well as Saintess Angela beside, and not to mention my less than ideal conditions, the best I should do for now is survive and tells Ash and the other what happen. Resorting to fight should be my last option
The half giant Zin open the large steel doors, and Saintess Angela brings me inside, and inside of this large room, something is there, right in the middle of the room. So that is the...