New World
Satanism

Looking for the existence of the black hooded player figure who had killed him, was not a difficult thing for Cleo. As long as he's with Willi. But that was the problem for Cleo at the moment. He needs to bring Willi to life who died with him.

Indeed to bring Willi to life, Cleo had simply come to the Adventurers Association. By paying 10 gold, he was able to revive Willi as usual, of course with a penalty drop level like himself as well.

And that's where the problem is, Cleo is being hit by a shortage of coins at the moment. The coin he owned had already been used to upgrade the claws of Willi a few days ago. As for purchasing Coins in the World Bank, Cleo would naturally have to think a thousand times to do just that. His finances in the real world are much worse than his finances in the New World.

By being forced to borrow Coins from one of the Death Mask members, Zipper Bold. Zipper Bold is one of the Death Mask members who are not liked by other members. Not because of the Zipper Bold's inability to commit murder, or because of the less friendly nature of the Zipper Bold. But the Zipper Bold is famous as a loan shark, who would gladly lend the coins he had in his possession to earn interest from his borrowers.

If it wasn't for his Commander's order requiring him to immediately bring Alan to the Death Mask's headquarters, he would naturally not want to borrow 6 Gold on the Zipper Bold at 1 Silver's interest per day.

"Ah... There goes... Adventurers Association. An association that does not have an organization as its name suggests." Cleo stopped in front of a small shop called the Adventurers Association in one of the nearby villages with the Death Hand headquarters. A Village called Gorden, such a remote village in the Demon God Kingdom.

Cleo was not without reason to say such a thing. Adventurers' Association Stores are all over the Village in New World, but unlike the name it seems like a regular organization that has branches all over New World. The Adventurers Association was only a small shop, they provided Quest and some simple necessities for players. Even Potions that were in fact the basic needs of players were not available in the Adventurers Association. Marking the Adventurers Association was indeed just a small shop system used to provide Quest to players.

"Good Day..." Greet an NPC lady in maid clothes who was guarding behind the cashier. "Can I help you?"

"I want to bring my partner back to life." Cleo without a stale base.

"alright... The cost to revive the Ranger partner was 10 Gold." Reply to the NPC woman flatly. It is clear that the intelligence of the female cashier guard is indeed made simple.

"Well..." Cleo handed him a bag of leather containing 10 Gold with a heavy heart. The money he had borrowed from the Zipper Bold instantly vanished instantly in one go.

It's heavy, but what else? This was a consequence he had to accept when choosing a Ranger class.

"alright... Please follow me..." The female NPC guided Cleo to enter a single room of her own. In the room there are five pillars inscribed with 1 meter high runes that stand to form a pentagon. On the floor between each of the pillars was inscribed a pentagon with various rune characters that Cleo did not understand.

"Please drop a drop of your blood here." The female NPC gave Cleo a small container as a place to put a drop of her blood. Cleo certainly knew what to do, this was not the first time she turned on her partner. But he hadn't done that for so long. For so long he and Willi have felt no such thing as death in the New World.

After being given a drop of Cleo's blood, the female NPC placed it in the middle of the pentagon that was between the pillars. And with the pull of one of the levers on the wall of the room. The five pillars inscribed with runes instantly shone by themselves. A white light immediately poked in the middle of the pentagon. Slowly the white light formed a form, the Winged Lion.

"Uarghs..." Raung Willi after seeing Cleo.

"You missed me?" Cleo directly stroked the soft fur that enveloped Willi's neck. To pet it like Willi is a little kitten.

"Good... Let's go... There's something we need to do." Cleo invites Willi to rush to leave the Adventurers Association. It would be better if he was faster able to bring the figure of the player who killed him to the Death Mask Headquarters.

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Alan and Flyin finally found a village after two days of traveling on foot. A small village called Fortina. But Alan was astonished, after he was treated with an activity that seemed so strange villagers.

"What are they doing?" Alan was astonished. Seeing a group of villagers who seemed to be gathering in the middle of the village square. A group of villagers were seen all wearing black clothes. They sat together in a circle, with one person wearing a blood-red black robe standing in the middle of the circle of villagers.

"They're doing a show Mr..." Flyin who could read the thoughts of the villagers immediately told Alan.

"Emblor?" Alan raised both eyebrows, not believing what Flyin had said.

"You can see for yourself if you don't believe..."

Alan chose to remain silent and observe what the villagers would do. But Alan slightly frowned, looking at the end of the show. There's a young girl who's going to be a sacrifice.

The girl seemed to be trying to thrash, refusing if she was to be made an offering. But what power... Both his hands and feet were tied, while two people dressed in black robes were also holding onto the girl's shoulders. Making the pink-clothed young girl could not resist the fate she had to endure.

"Great Lord Asmodias... With this girl's blood... Give us your protection..." The person standing in the middle of the circle prepared a knife. Prepare to slash the young girl's neck, giving her blood as an offering to the Asmodias they've been up to all this time.

"Asmodias?" Alan was certainly a little surprised to hear the name Asmodias mentioned by one of the villagers. He did not expect that this offering was intended to worship Asmodias.

Alan certainly did not remain silent. It was clear that in front of him was a big mistake. Asmodias is not something to worship. And anyways... The life of the pink-clothed NPC girl was too precious to be an unreasonable offering.

"Stop!"

Prevent Alan before the ceremonial leader slashes his knife on the girl's neck.

Suddenly everyone on the field turned to the source of the voice. They tried to check, who would dare to prevent the offering ceremony for the god they were up to.

"God has come..." Shouted the leader of the ceremony. Feeling that his offering had been accepted, and the God they held his greatness had come to meet them.

"Stop what you're doing. I don't like what you guys do." Alan arranged for Shadow Zone to make the sound coming out of his mouth become hoarse and terrifying. Making everyone in the field creep in fear.

"God... This show is for you..." Reply to the leader of the ceremony, as he salutes Alan. He felt that Alan was Asmodias, the god of darkness that he had held in high regard.

"Silly show... What is the show?"

"But..." The leader of the ritual ceremony tried to evade, but he realized that avoiding the words of the God he held was not a wise choice.

"Dissolve this event... I don't like things like this..." Alan's hoarse voice grew louder. Make everyone in the field immediately go, obey Alan's words.

"You're tetao here... I need it with you..." Appoint Alan to the ritual leader. Alan needed to get more information about this Dark God worship event. Who knows, he can take advantage of the situation to smooth his plan. The plan to keep the promise he made to the Demon nation, gave a better place to live than the Abyss World.

"Baa... Fine..." The leader of the ceremony. Although he felt afraid, but an honor for him was appointed directly by a figure who he believed to be a God to serve him.

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"Do you realize what you're doing is wrong?" Alan immediately asked the leader of the ritual ceremony who turned out to be a middle-aged man named, Basiel.

"I'm sorry, sir... But the ritual has become a hereditary tradition for our beliefs." Basiel gives Alan and Flyin a drink. As the host.. Of course Basiel must treat his guests properly, especially after knowing if the figure who is a guest in his house has the power of darkness. The power that is believed to be the power of the Dark God who became his lord.

Although he was a little disappointed, after knowing that the figure he considered as a God was not his Lord God, but he still considered the two guests special. Given the power of darkness possessed one of the two men showed.

"Well..." Alan did not expect at all, there were also darkness worshiping NPCs in this New World. He had imagined, what would be arrogant Asmodias if he saw many human NPCs who worship his existence.

"Do you want to meet Asmodias?" Alan tried to offer a high-priced offer to get information from Basiel.

"Can I?" Basiel of course sumringah, meeting with the Lord God is a dream since long ago.

"certain... But you have to tell me... The origin of your self-confidence, the development of that belief, and the current state of that trust you believe in."

"Sure Mr..." Basiel immediately told him everything he knew. He was a leader of the Satanist faith in the village of Fortina. He certainly understands the history and development of Satanism.

"Hem... So thats..." Alan just nodded his head, hearing what Basiel explained. He could conclude, if Satanism is a teaching that worships the Demons.

But Alan is a little interested in the story of Basiel that explains the condition of Satanism belief is being depressed now. The belief in Satanism in the Demon God Kingdom is being suppressed by a new belief in the worship of Helios, the Sun God.

The rivalry of the two conflicting beliefs certainly makes the political atmosphere of the Demon God Kingdom really uncomfortable, the war between the two beliefs can break out at any time. If either of the two sides doused the oil on a small fire that had already begun to exist.

"alright... Thanks for the information... Are you still going to see Asmodias?" Alan asked Basiel once more.

"Sure Mr..." Answer Basiel with confidence.

"But remember... Whatever's going on... Don't ever blame me..."

"You can hold my word..."

"Prepare then..." Alan shook off The Forgotten Dagger in midair, making a small dimensional hole form next to Basiel's body.

"It's..."

"Come in... This hole will take you to Asmodias' place..." Answer Alan.

Without waiting for an answer from Basiel, the dimensional hole that Alan made had sucked the body of Basiel by itself. Make Basiel disappear from the existence of his home. Alan immediately closed the dimensional hole, not wanting to make other objects sucked into The Forgotten Dagger.

"Are you not sorry for him, sir?" Flyin asked Alan, after he saw what Alan had done to Basiel.

"For what reason do I feel sorry for someone like him..." Alan answered casually, not to mind the condition of Basiel that might be currently being sucked blood by the Demon nation.