About the Matter That I Joined the Evil Organization

After evaluating the words on the paper, Fludo threw the paper angrily.

I borrowed a blank paper and a pen, but only saw the sketch performed by the two of them. No. 2 said firmly to Miller again.

"Don't worry, I will send you back."

"Ah, oh oh."

Disturbing as it was, Miller also knew that things weren't the worst for them.

Entering this different world without any preparation, I am afraid that I have already died.

Because of carelessness, she was arrested and sacrificed by the cultists of the Death God Cult. The reason why she was chosen as a sacrifice was because she was implicated by that little girl, Lin.

The reason why Xiaobudian was chosen as the target was because she often appeared at the scene of the crime, and she was regarded as the agent of death by the cultists.

This incident made her a little dumbfounded.

Suddenly she thought of the words of thanks, which didn't seem to be conveyed properly.

Miller couldn't help hesitating.

"Well, Mr. No. 2, can we really go back?"

(W-why do you ask this?)

Miller was a little confused, she wanted to say 'thank you', but how to say it became like this.

But it soon became clear... the ability of revelation seemed to become ambiguous, and the voice that could be heard all the time was completely inaudible as if the signal was interrupted.

Although the little girl god who had been connecting with her was also frightened by the figure of a certain white knight, the connection was re-established after a while.

Miller's ability to "send God" just made her feel this.

There is no voice to point out, and I don’t even know when I can go back. I may live in this world forever, and I will never see my parents again...

These turned into heavy chains of anxiety, bound to Miller's body.

"That's right, but I'm sure I can go back."

No. 2 doesn't have confidence in the inflatable knight Doluf, the defeated dog, and the very fast 'Brother Fludo'.

What he trusted were the seniors in the company, the almost omnipotent Clown King, and the daughter of the strongest Dragon King and the talented Master Nuonuo.

It is his confidence in these three that he will guarantee Miller.

"Thanks……"

Miller seemed to want to take the opportunity to say thank you.

clattering.

It sounded like this.

The sky outside suddenly darkened, and the black hand who was observing the environment on the top floor immediately sounded the alarm. There were no heretics attacking again outside, or the aborigines wearing bronze masks.

Where the scorching sun hung continuously, it was now replaced by a cool moon.

Day turned into night in a blink of an eye.

This different world that has not been explored suddenly entered the night mode, and the eerie cold wind suddenly blew through the ruins.

The temperature dropped suddenly, but the worst thing was not these.

On the cold white moon, there is a small shadow. If it is other people, they will naturally not be able to see what that shadow is.

It's just unfortunate that someone wears glasses that allow him to see that shadow clearly.

It has a human carcass, swinging a scorpion tail with hooked venomous thorns at the tip, and a pair of exaggerated huge meat wings flapping constantly behind it, and on its neck is the ferocious head of a terrifying lion.

It slowly opened its mouth full of fangs, holding up a huge sickle.

Apparently it wasn't here to cut wheat, and there was a cultist in a suit and a similar aboriginal mask attached to the tip of the sickle.

After enjoying its supper, the monster chewed and swallowed it, and then it used its paws to pick up the down on its neck and wiped its mouth.

Then the line of sight fell on the direction of the stronghold.

Roar! ! ! !

The loud roar spread to every corner of the whole different world, and the "monster" didn't seem to be full, after all, it just swallowed a cultist in just one bite.

After chewing a few times, the taste doesn't seem to be very clear.

No. 2 can clearly see this expression of 'big brother, can I have another one'.

"Al, what's that?"

Kerry, Fludo, and the defeated dog all ran out of the stronghold. Although they couldn't catch the shape of the shadow, they vaguely noticed that the roar that made the limbs tremble came from the shadow under the moon.

"The evil god that the Reaper Cult believes in? Or a hungry monster? I don't know what to tell you."

The shadow is gradually enlarging, as if it is a messenger from the moon, but unfortunately its purpose is not to take away the beautiful Kaguya Hime.

"It's the same as those two monsters, no...it's the same as that wolf face."

"Ah, of course. The so-called evil gods themselves are God's creations. Although the wolf-masked girl was made by that perverted woman, her performance will not be as good as this guy, but they are all fighting types."

The status of evil gods and angels is very similar, but in order to promote Yahweh's kindness, angels naturally do not need a hideous appearance.