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The Depraved Hero's small nose twitched slightly. Although there was no peculiar smell in the shop, her face showed an expression of both disgust and nostalgia.

"Ah-ha, the smell of depravity..."

She quickly dismissed the various targets within the shop, and her gaze finally focused on those few priests.

"——You guys over there, it's you, isn't it?"

Without waiting for the priests to react, her whites of the eyes swiftly turned black, her crimson pupils like a blood moon. Dense miasma flowed from between her black hair, transforming into a veil that covered the ferocious moon.

Beneath the veil, the girl's mouth curled into a cat-like smile, as if she had found prey or discovered a toy, revealing an unsettling arc.

[The Depraved Hero activates Transformation: Twin Moons (Magic)]

Strength: 83

Agility: 199

Constitution: 211

Intelligence: 232

Perception: 199

Charm: 199

[The Depraved Hero activates skills]

1. Embrace of Sloth

2. Soul Radiation

3. Only Provocation

4. Normal attack

5. Sacrifice

6. Great Success/Great Failure

D10=d10(9)=9

♛: Sacrifice

"One, two, three, four... Quite a few people here, leaving one alive should be enough, right?"

The Depraved Hero, too lazy to count halfway, clicked her tongue and then clenched her fist.

"G-guest? Is there something wrong with our potions?"

The young shopkeeper, sensing that something might be off, stood up hurriedly, making the Depraved Hero glance at him impatiently.

"Go find the Pope for compensation, and then, die, trash."

The priests belatedly gathered together, the leader swallowed his saliva and was preparing to speak.

But before his voice could form, a fist occupied his entire vision——

[The Depraved Hero activates skill: Gale Power (maximum value 199), Sacrifice (strength guaranteed minimum 0.4)]

D50+d211+33=d50(43)+d211(146)+33=222

Note: Solo action without D2

[Sergeant's reaction (Perception lower than Hero's Agility-14, above 199, successful action)]

D152+137=d152(3)+137=140

[Black Dream Disciple activates skill: Blood of the Same Dream (group D2+1 Perception+Constitution, Constitution suppression -50)]

3d97+70=d97(33)+d97(43)+d97(93)+70=239

The girl stepped into the shop, surveyed, spoke——then struck.

A series of events occurred in less than ten seconds.

The Holy City, known for its good law enforcement, especially now as the Saintess selection day was approaching, there would hardly be any crime, not even quarrels between neighbors could happen without considering the consequences.

Even the battle-hardened Sergeant couldn't react in time, until a violent shockwave hit him and he awakened from a dreamlike state, retreating two steps to avoid the collapsing shelves.

The shop filled with pitch-black miasma, the power of the girl's punch was evident, the air burst apart, shockwaves spread, shelves collapsed, and expensive potions fell to the ground, fortunately cushioned by soft carpets, only emitting a series of muffled thuds.

In the face of this destructive scene, no one would doubt whether the pitiful prey facing this punch had their heads turned into smashed watermelons.

However, looking at those unharmed, albeit slightly embarrassed priests, even the Sergeant's eyes widened in surprise.

'They actually linked everyone's Magic Power together, indeed, the Black Gate's believers possess unusual abilities——'

[Sergeant's reaction is an Extreme Failure, Sergeant chooses to watch and see]

[Black Dream Disciple critic success +30, Blood of the Same Dream: 47]

[Black Dream Disciple's reaction (due to Sacrifice's side effect, succeed in skill activation if above 50)]

D67=d67(52)=52

[Hero activates skill: Embrace of Sloth]

D211=d211(160)=160

An invisible thin film like the hardest armor covered the disciples, blocking Sacrifice's punch.

The unsuccessful Depraved Hero shook her numb fists, raised her brows, yet wasn't surprised, instead showed a smile of seeing prey.

"Now this is interesting!"

The pale disciples quickly reacted, retreating two steps to distance themselves, pointing at the Hero in unison.

Always linked together while lurking in the Holy City, even coming out to buy potions in groups, so that even if they were raided, the power of the dream would protect them from harm.

Even if they couldn't comprehend why a stranger suddenly appeared to attack them, it didn't prevent them from immediately launching a counterattack.

"——Go to sleep!"

[Black Dream Disciple activates skill: Light Sleep Fast Wave]

2d67+58=d67(11)+d67(9)+58=78

[Depraved Hero's clarity (D Perception, attribute suppression +20, minimum guarantee 50)]

D149+70=d149(1)+70=71

[Depraved Hero's clarity Great Failure -30=41, Depraved Hero fell asleep]

[Embrace of Sloth judgment success (160>47+40), disciples will lose all energy]

[Depraved Hero activates skill: Omen Light]

D120=d120(54)=54

However, watching the disciples, as if facing a great enemy, trained and skilled, the Depraved Hero had no intention to continue pursuing, only coldly sneering at their actions.

"It's useless, you all have already——yawn..."

Unnoticed, the miasma released from her body had already wrapped around all the Black Dream disciples,

the shield on their bodies was struck earlier, full of cracks, the power of sloth penetrated from those cracks, invading everyone's body.

However, at the same time as the power of sloth triggered, the Depraved Hero couldn't help yawning, rubbing her eyes, feeling her eyelids unbelievably heavy.

"Hmm, but why do I feel a bit sleepy...?"

In the next moment, the exhausted disciples rolled their eyes, losing consciousness in extreme fatigue, falling into a heap.

While the Depraved Hero's figure swayed, directly toppled backward to the ground, a few seconds later she began to snore sweetly.

For a moment, the shop filled with a serene sleep-like silence, the customers and shopkeeper looked at each other with faces full of puzzlement.

The Sergeant silently watched the scene; despite the confusion in his heart, he stepped forward and spoke loudly.

"I am the place saintess candidate's attendant, leave this to me to handle."

Then he stared at the familiar face and sleeping face of the Hero, contemplated for seconds then slowly showed a relieved expression.

"...Although I don't know what happened, the Hero truly hasn't changed one bit."

[The Depraved Hero's misfortune (5-woke up, 5+ got locked up, 7+ in Evil-breaking Church)]

D10=d10(1)=1

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