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141. Join People (3)

“New station declaration.”

＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞, Morgue has issued a declaration of divine power.

A voice as heavy as a huge blunt instrument continued.

“Confession of sin.”

Kuguguguguguggung!!

Silver hammers floated above the heads of the knights and joiners of the Kingdom of Zepharos.

Morgue’s new translation, ＜Confession of Sin＞, was a new translation with unusual characteristics.

This started with leaving the establishment of new territory to the other party.

Conscience.

The damage suffered by those subject to new service depended on the remorse they felt. Shin-Iran was not subject to divine translation because its existence is not influenced by things like conscience.

Faaat.

The ‘Scale of Judgment’ appeared above the heads of all the 2nd Knights of Zepharos.

“…What’s this?”

Both the knights and the join people widened their eyes at the cross-shaped scale floating above their heads.

＜Confession of Sin＞ was literally a sacred work that made people confess their sins.

The conscience of the subjects. Feeling guilty. Calculate the total amount of sins the target has and take damage equal to that weight.

The weight of self-acknowledged sin.

It was a new role that made him carry that karma.

“Remember your sins.”

There was no way to avoid thinking about sin.

It was the power of Morgue’s divine power that reminded him of even the sins he had forgotten.

Malef, a knight of the Zepharos Empire, recalled the past that stirred in his mind.

To be precise, past sins.

A boy ran towards him.

In the memory, Malef continued to trample on the boy.

The reason was simple. This is because he was blocking his way to enjoy the entertainment. So I stepped on it.

There were many instances of trampling on commoners. The boy’s face changed into that of a woman. Soon, the face changed once again to that of an old man.

All the karma that I had implicitly recognized as sin began to come to mind.

Malef’s memories continued.

Wow!

A scream rang in my ears. She was a soldier’s wife.

Memories of raping her filled my mind.

Participation benefits─

An eerie sound echoed overhead. The weight was tilted to the left, guilty, not innocent.

The more karma you committed knowing that you were guilty, the more the weight tilted toward guilt.

Cooung.

Two letters appeared above Malef’s head.

＜Guilty＞

As soon as the text above Malef’s head disappeared, a huge hammer appeared.

“uh…?”

Kwaaa!

Malef’s body was literally crushed.

Blood and intestines were strewn on the floor. Malef was not the only one who was found guilty and whose body was crushed by the hammer of execution.

Of the fifteen hundred knights and soldiers, only a thousand were crushed to death like Malef.

Beings who think they have committed a sin.

And all those whose sins exceeded the value of their own lives were executed.

In comparison, among the Join people, there was only one whose weight was tilted towards ＜guilty＞.

Aures, a joiner who turned 512 years old this year, sighed deeply when he saw the giant hammer that appeared on his head.

“…I sincerely hope for the future of the tribe.”

Aures felt thoughts of the sins he had committed a long time ago rising in his mind.

What was done was simple.

It killed people. People who scream in surprise when they see themselves.

There was a time when being born as a member of the Join tribe, a very small number of people, was considered a curse.

So he was frightened by his appearance and slaughtered a group of people who were swinging their swords.

Arms and legs spread out on the ground. A twisted human head.

The reason why Aures, a member of the Join race, was a race of deep-thinking people who were nicknamed ‘wise men’, and massacred 32 humans was simply because of a sense of inferiority.

Aures closed his eyes with a somewhat detached look on his face. There were thick hairs on the eyelids.

“Repentance wasn’t enough….”

A huge hammer struck Aures’ body from the top of his head.

Quad deuk!

With the chilling sound of bones crunching.

Huge feathers fluttered about. Dark red blood created a large puddle.

***

Yuma was flying in the sky. She rode the griffon Ethan.

Clone and Hestia were sitting side by side in Yuma’s back seat.

The skies above the Kingdom of Zepharos on the continent of Yeigel.

Yuma looked at the red flower that was created when a thousand humans and one member of the Zoin tribe died.

Corpse flowers made by completely crushing the body.

“You’re late.”

Although it was possible to determine which continent one was on using the ‘map’, a power given to the main god, the land mass of each continent was very large.

They managed to see through the location curtain spread by ＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞ and ＜Burning Destruction＞ across the entire continent of Yeigel and pinpointed the location of the Kingdom of Zepharos.

Yuma immediately bestowed ＜Blessing – Mental Barrier＞ to all of his colleagues who were following him.

Yuma, who had achieved godhood, was initially completely unaffected by ＜Confession of Sin＞, but the others were different.

Preparations are complete.

Yuma and the others slowly descended vertically on a griffon.

Sigh─

The griffon flew low and landed on the ground.

Yuma’s whole body was enveloped in white divine power.

The two gods, as well as the knights and soldiers of the kingdom.

And the eyes of all 500 members of the Join tribe were focused on Yuma.

Yuma looked with a stern expression at the human corpses whose bodies had been crushed flat by Morgue’s new translation, ＜Confession of Sin＞.

The bodies of up to a thousand people.

A heavy voice flowed into Yuma’s ears.

Those were Morgue’s words.

“There is no need to mourn the death of these bugs. God of War. You were a human before becoming a god, so their deaths may not be very pleasant.”

Morgue continued.

“These people confessed their sins and died under the weight of their karma.”

Yuma then took his eyes off the corpses and looked at Morg, a god in the form of a yeti.

Mor continued speaking.

“There were bugs that trampled on innocent people just to feel superior… There were countless knights who coveted soldiers’ wives. That was a really interesting part.”

The sin that each human being thinks about. Morgue was able to see all those sins clearly as if they were his own.

Morgue’s head turned towards the soldiers. Unlike the knights, the number of dead soldiers was significantly small, only about 200.

“Why are you following those knights? Soldiers? These knights see you as nothing more than a friend that can be used and discarded at any time.”

The soldiers’ bodies flinched at Morgue’s next words.

A strange current flowed among the knights and soldiers who did not die through ＜Confession of Sin＞ but lived a life befitting chivalry.

Yuma lifted his right foot and slammed it down on the ground.

Ku───ung

The dust spread out in a circular wave shape.

“Don’t get caught up in creating unnecessary trouble, I’ll take care of those two.”

Yuma passed the people and headed toward the Join people.

I looked at the Join people.

“It’s the Join tribe.”

Yuma’s eyes quickly looked at the Joiners.

I had some favorable feelings toward the Join people. This is my first time seeing it in person, but it is because I received great help from the join people called ＜Ardolach＞.

To the spirit of Ardolach who remained in the altar when he went through the process of becoming a god at the ＜Transcendence Altar＞ in the past.

If it was a debt, it was a debt. Yuma walked towards the Join people.

Kregel, the chief of the Egger tribe, swallowed thickly.

‘human.’

On the outside, he seems like a clear human being.

Looking at the divine power wielded in his body, he was clearly a god.

Yuma, standing in front of the Joiners, spoke quietly.

“Do you know Ardolak?”

Kregel’s eyes widened.

Kregel’s beak opened.

“Do you know Ardolak…?”

Yuma spoke very honestly.

“I awakened my godhood at the ＜Altar of Transcendence＞ in the Kingdom of Purma, a former kingdom of the Join people on the Gehergen Continent. The soul of Ardolak, who was trapped in the Altar of Transcendence, helped me a lot.”

Yuma continued as he glanced at the Egger tribes once again.

“Personally, I think it’s a debt. So, let’s erase that debt this time.”

Yuma threw his right hand in the air.

“If I save you all this time, it will be enough to pay off my debt.”

A huge white defensive shield appeared in front of the Join people.

Using divine power for offense was not yet freely practiced, but using it for defense had already been mastered.

Yuma went to the rest of the room.

“….”

With an expressionless face.

A thousand Zepharos Kingdom citizens were dead.

The image of a piece of meat with its body brutally crushed was imprinted in the minds of Yuma and his companions.

“…Your divine power is truly amazing. You haven’t even become a god in a short time.”

Morg said, looking at Yuma.

“It’s amazing how they can bestow blessings on all believers.”

Yuma went further without hesitation.

The three gods who now remain in Middle-earth.

Because the decision had already been made as to what to do with them.

“New station declaration.”

The white circle stretched out sharply.

“It’s a life-or-death strategy.”