Chapter 1499: Baal’s Child
“Saintess, is it really you? Why are you mixed up with people from the Murder Church, and even wearing their clothes?” Lavias looked so astonished that his blood-red eyes were about to pop out.
“Well, I have some matters that require their assistance, so I dressed up as one of them. I figured it would be easier to talk to my own people.” I told him the truth.
“But how could you possibly blend in so easily? Wait! Saintess, how do you have the Divine Power of the Lord of Murder!?” Lavias was even more shocked. He finally understood why he hadn’t recognized me at first.
“There’s nothing strange about that, is there? Even if one possesses two different Divine Powers, they are of the same origin.” I said dismissively.
Lavias was rendered speechless for a moment. I was right; this world allows for simultaneous belief in two or even more gods, and one can obtain vastly different powers from different deities. Older Brother Jayad is a prime example.
However, while it’s theoretically possible to wield different Divine Powers, in reality, far more people possess multiple Divine Powers from different gods than those who have two powers of the same origin.
The reason is simple: if they share the same origin, it implies a doctrinal conflict between the two sects, and they would consider each other heretics. Few can mentally accept conflicting doctrines from both sides, preferring to believe in multiple different gods as long as it’s not explicitly forbidden by their teachings.
“The Saintess also believes in the Lord of Murder.” Lavias gave a wry smile. If this news reached the council, it would cause a huge uproar, especially since the Saintess was asking for methods to divine the followers of Murder at the last meeting.
“Actually, I don’t believe in the Lord of Murder. That murderer I was dealing with last time? I’ve already killed him. I consumed his Divine Power, and it became mine.” I told him the truth directly.
“What? That’s impossible!” Lavias exclaimed in disbelief. Gluttony’s authority can indeed absorb energy, but absorbing foreign energy always transforms it into Gluttony’s Divine Power. It’s absolutely impossible to absorb Divine Power and have it directly become one’s own without any transformation. Lavias had never heard of such a case.
“I don’t know why either.” I waved my hand. I thought it was because the Divine Powers were of the same origin, so I could use it after consuming it. Turns out that wasn’t the case.
It makes sense when you think about it. If such a thing were possible, others from the Church of Gluttony would have long since been hunting down people from other sects to obtain their Divine Powers. It seems I am indeed special.
“Saintess, you’re here to commission them… Wait! They’re offering a bounty for someone from the Hede Corporation. They are the superiors of the New Energy Company. Those divine oracle commissions were all sent by you!” Lavias was utterly astonished.
In less than ten minutes, he had encountered too many things beyond his comprehension, constantly shaking his worldview. Every time Lavias thought there couldn’t be anything more absurd, reality would cruelly prove him wrong.
What’s commendable is that despite such a shocking situation, his mind remained agile and clear. He quickly grasped the commission I mentioned and connected the identity on the bounty notice with my objective.
Just now, Lavias had heard the purple-robed Death God’s speech and knew that the target indicated by the divine oracle was the Hede Corporation. He was also wondering what conflict existed between them.
Unlike the purple-robed Death God, who knew nothing about the Hede Corporation, Lavias had conducted a detailed investigation over the past few days due to the incident I caused. He was aware of the relationship between the Hede Corporation and the New Energy Company.
He hadn’t known the Saintess was here earlier, but now that he saw the Saintess had gained the Divine Power of the Lord of Murder and was disguised as a member of the Murder Church to issue missions, he immediately understood that the plan to eliminate the Hede Corporation was the Saintess’s.
However, the question that once again baffled Lavias was: “You… How did you get the commission to become a divine oracle? Why did the Lord of Murder respond to your summon?”
“If I say I don’t know, would you believe me?” I said helplessly. Lavias immediately shook his head.
“I really don’t know. I just went in, gave them the target’s information, and he directly printed it on the bounty. Immediately, Divine Power descended and imprinted a blood-red handprint on the bounty. I didn’t do anything in between.”
After hearing my explanation, Lavias fell silent for a long time. I didn’t speak either, letting him digest the information. Finally, he raised his head, scrutinizing me repeatedly, his gaze becoming very peculiar.
“Wh-what’s wrong?” I felt a chill run down my spine under his blood-red gaze, not understanding what he meant.
“I suddenly thought of a possibility. Saintess, you’re not, by any chance, Baal’s Child, are you?” Lavias asked.
“Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? What is Baal’s Child?” I didn’t understand what he meant at all.
“In the late Middle Ages, the Lord of Murder attempted to find a way to descend upon the mortal world. It is said that He had divine intercourse with many women and fathered numerous demigods, from all races.” Lavias explained.
“There’s such a thing? Can demigods be mass-produced? And what does that have to do with His descent?” I asked confusedly.
“These demigods initially showed no signs of being different from ordinary people. However, when they reached a certain age, they would awaken Baal’s power. And when they killed their brothers and sisters, they would absorb their Baal’s Divine Power.”
Lavias’s words sent a shiver down my spine, and I thought of how I had absorbed the Baal’s Divine Power after defeating the murderer.
But that’s not right. I didn’t awaken any Baal’s power beforehand, nor did I confirm that the murderer was Baal’s Child.
On the other hand, I couldn’t deny that she *might* be Baal’s Child. After all, this was someone who had thrown Cando City into panic, almost creating a perfect God’s Body, and who had caused me to suffer a significant loss for the first time.
“Each demigod was only given a seed of slaughter. Their minuscule Divine Power would not be rejected by the world. By the time they grew up and awakened, their identity was already fully bound to this world, and they would seek out Divine Power on their own, growing stronger and stronger.” Lavias continued.
“It is said that as they killed each other down to the last one, immense Baal’s power would converge upon a single demigod. At that point, this child would be the perfect vessel, enough to contain Baal as He descended upon this world.”
I gave a dry laugh. “So there is such a legend. That’s very interesting. But I’m not some Baal’s Child. I am the Saintess of Beelzebub.”
“This is not a legend. I have personally seen Baal’s Child, and I know three of them. One of them even joined the Demon God Church, worshiping Baal of the Seventy-Two Pillar Demons.” Lavias said, looking at me.
I almost forgot. He’s a vampire who has lived for thousands of years, seen a lot, and just nullified my explanation in one sentence.
