Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 925 - 6: Song of Killing and …? The Pleasure Cult’s Transformation!

Pain Maiden - Lavita.

Lavita is an inherently aggressive and imperious goddess, guarding all torturers, sadists, and bullies on the continent of Ferren. Her nature is as cruel as it is calculating, and she relishes in creating pain, whether physical or psychological.

This evil deity’s cult has two branches: one is active in the territory of the Goddess of Love, focusing on inflicting psychological pain, such as enticing others to fall in love and then ruthlessly abandoning them. The other branch is around Sambia, specializing in inflicting physical pain and excelling in torture, constantly opposing the followers of the Goddess of Joy.

"This mission."

"Failure is not an option."

The Bloodthorn Lord - Kahn gazes coldly at the sect members beside him, speaking with an indisputable tone: "If anyone dares to flee, they will face endless pain that will make them regret it for life."

"Even if we die in battle during this mission."

"The goddess’s divine attendants will lead us to the Divine Country."

With that, the Bloodthorn Lord - Kahn kisses the holy emblem of the Lady of Torture, a nine-tailed whip with a bone handle. The others present grasp the emblem in low prayers, their expressions solemn, seemingly fearless of death.

Lavita was once one of the dark gods.

She, along with the Plague Goddess - Talona, served the God of Murder - Baal.

After the outbreak of the Saint’s Calamity, Baal died during the Year of Upheaval, so these two dark goddesses submitted to the Night Goddess - Shar and acted under her command.

This mission was decided by the church hierarchy.

The high-ranking Suffering Archbishop almost issued an ultimatum, demanding that the Mother of Great Bliss be killed at all costs, even if it meant the death of all the area’s elites.

As for whether the order came from the Pain Maiden Lavita or the Night Goddess - Shar, no one knew, only that the mission had to be completed.

During the Saint’s Calamity.

The Goddess of Love held the Holy Water of the Eternal Gold Pool, saving a fallen cat and the Goddess of Lust from the hands of the Night Goddess.

Since then, the churches of the Pain Maiden - Lavita and the Plague Goddess - Talona have begun targeting the church of the Goddess of Love - Shunni, including some divine churches closely related to her.

"They are coming."

The figure of the Night Owl - Blake emerges from the darkness. He is a high-tier rogue, once an executioner loyal to a cold lord, who was incorporated into the sect due to his formidable power after converting to the Suffering Church.

Sure enough, the Soul Mourner - Lina quickly used a spell to track the movements of a group.

"Prepare to act."

The Bloodthorn Lord - Kahn, a torturer by origin and a dark guardian, lowers his mask, holding a beheading sword, waiting for the wandering and assassin members to disrupt the enemy formation, after which he would charge into them to slay the Mother of Great Bliss as swiftly as possible.

This would put him in heavy encirclement, but he never intended to leave unblemished from this mission.

Others didn’t know, but he knew this mission’s order was given directly by the goddess.

Figures stealthily slipped into the darkness.

The Soul Mourner - Lina began preparing a wide-range dark spell, setting up mage shooters at elevated points to clear the opponent’s spell-casting units.

Meanwhile.

As Duncan’s figure approached the carriage of the Mother of Great Bliss, soon several invisible figures scattered to both sides within the church’s contingent. The sneaking professionals from the Scarlet Performer Sect had already consumed an invisibility potion. Since taking charge of the Wealth Divine Position, the Joyful Sect’s financial strength had dramatically improved. Under Duncan’s command, someone had also taken out scroll curiosities.

Take action!

With the Bloodthorn Lord - Kahn’s order issued.

A flash of crimson light suddenly appeared.

The mage shooters at high points launched attacks first, enchantment-laden arrows piercing through the air. The Joyful Priests at the forefront of the group were instantly struck in the chest, unable to cast divine techniques, as a ghostly figure leapt from the shadows, slashing a poisoned dagger across their throat. Blood sprayed wildly, cutting off the incantation chant abruptly.

"Damn it!"

"This group of fools only knows how to indulge!"

"You are priests!"

"You can wear full-body heavy armor!"

"Damn it."

"These good priests don’t wear heavy armor, wearing colorful ball gowns instead."

"Isn’t this courting death?"

As soon as the enemy struck, Duncan immediately sensed the gap. The priests of other churches could fight and heal, clad in heavy armor and shields, while the priests of the Joyful Sect had neither, as fragile as paper, with the only advantage being various divine technique enhancements able to boost morale, yet the effects of the divine technique’s enhancement couldn’t compare to a full set of armor.

In just one instant of confrontation.

Three priests from the Joyful Sect were killed directly, and those revelers were only at the level of street minstrels, being slaughtered like chopping vegetables along the way.

Clang!

Duncan drew the pair of cold iron greatswords from his back, his figure like a fierce tiger released from its cage, blocking with a clang against the ghostly figure rushing at him. Today, he should be the only unit donned in full-body armor, equipped with curious full-body armor provided by the Wealth Church, unconcerned about sudden death even when facing legendary wanderers.

Buzz!

A sharp whistling melody arose.

The Crimson Performers finally began their move. With an eerie demonic figure appearing, a graceful figure with a ghostly makeup flickered about, illusionary copies appearing on her sides, while not far from her, a young man with a clown makeup wielded a one-handed scythe and a three-stringed lute, and with a rousing and invigorating melody, he seemed to whip up a storm, his dancing figure never halting as the chill of blades moved with his steps.