Chapter 260
Lidenhall's faith was shaken greatly.
It would not be easy to abandon what he had believed in all this time, but he had no choice but to trust Glenn's words.
In fact, he had vaguely noticed that Glenn had no faith.
The more time he spent traveling with Glenn, the harder it was to see him pray, and recently, many of the things Glenn said revealed that he was quite skeptical about the gods.
“I never realized that even the part about hearing His voice was a lie.”
But rather than making him distrust Glenn, this fact actually made him respect Glenn even more.
“You do not believe in God, and you deny His goodness and omnipotence, yet everything you have done on your own until now has been more good than anything written in any scripture.”
“Of course, that does not mean it will be easy for me to deny the god I have believed in all my life.”
“That is why I want to see it with my own eyes.”
“I want to put aside my doubts about you by seeing the uncomfortable truth for myself, rather than merely hearing about it.”
“Glenn Wordsworth. My trust is filled with doubt, but will you take me with you?”
His voice was sincere.
Although he was nothing more than a skeleton without any flesh, it was clear that Lidenhall's expression was more serious than ever.
Seeing this, Glenn welcomed Lidenhall with a smile.
“I have no idea what the hell you're talking about.”
He had merely called it doubt, but Glenn could feel that Lidenhall was already prepared to accept the truth.
“Anyway, you're saying you'll see it yourself and then decide, right? Then do that, Lidenhall.”
“…Thank you.”
Lidenhall had not yet been able to abandon his faith, which was practically part of his identity.
However, he would slowly prepare himself to accept the uncomfortable truth about the gods.
And when that day came, Lidenhall would surely ask Glenn once again to accept him as a party member.
Not as Saint Lidenhall, but as Lidenhall the Enchanter and Summoner.
After Lidenhall, the party members who had heard the truth about the world also gradually became quiet.
At first, everyone had been thrown into confusion, but they took some time to think.
Eventually, each of them made their own decision in their hearts and chose to accept the truth Glenn had told them.
Honestly, Glenn had not expected this.
Even though he had shown them Silperinne, an actual goddess, he had never thought they would believe everything he said so easily.
It could be said that their trust in him was that strong, but the fact made him feel a little embarrassed.
“Now that it looks like you've all sorted things out to some extent, I'll continue what I was saying.”
“Whether you believe me or not, I'm going to ask you to fight those things anyway.”
He did not know if they would all believe him, but that was that.
Glenn exchanged glances with each member of the party before continuing.
“As I said before, this place will soon become a battlefield for the gods.”
“Not only Wordsworth, but the Holy Empire and the Land of Demons… and eventually the entire continent will become the battlefield.”
“Of course, that doesn't mean the continent is going to be completely destroyed with nothing we can do about it.”
“The gods have also been weakened considerably because they fell to the ground and became restricted.”
As Glenn said this, he looked at Silperinne.
She nodded as if agreeing with him.
“The Heavenly Law that governed the power of us gods went out of control, causing us to lose half of our power.”
“Even if that is the case for the higher gods, they are still powerful, but as a lower god, I should be around the same level as everyone here.”
“What…? You're saying that losing half your power still leaves you at our level?”
“I'm still a god, after all.”
Silperinne gave a bitter smile as Penelope stared at her in shock.
Romina, who had been quietly resting her chin on her hand, narrowed her eyes and tilted her head.
“Hmm? What's so special about being a god?”
“You lost half your power, so how did you become this weak?”
“Of course, that doesn't mean you can defeat a god.”
“I can't even defeat this girl easily.”
Glenn said that.
“What do you mean? You're strong.”
“Even if they're weakened, a god is still a god.”
The gods had certainly become weaker.
However, that did not mean just anyone could defeat them.
That was because they were fundamentally immortal beings.
“Immortal beings?”
“A god can be injured by attacks from earthly beings, but they cannot be killed.”
Although they had lost half their power and had fallen from the 8-Star level to somewhere around the 9-Star level, their immortal bodies had not disappeared.
It might be possible to continuously cut off their limbs and wear down their minds, but there was another reason why fighting a god was difficult.
“And ordinary weapons and magic cannot stop the power used by the gods.”
“…What does that mean, sir?”
“Exactly what I said.”
“When they come into contact with their power, swords break and magic disappears.”
Everyone sitting there was shocked.
They were being told to fight such beings.
That was the expression on everyone's faces.
“Th-Then how are we supposed to…”
“Don't worry.”
“It only means ordinary weapons and magic won't work.”
“Ah… Could it be?”
Only then did Romina's eyebrows twitch as if she had realized something.
“Glenn. Are the relics that you told us to gather, the ones that have reached the level of mythology, able to work against them?”
“Correct.”
Only then did the party members understand what they had been doing all this time.
Mythical relics… If they possessed Mythic-grade artifacts, they could inflict fatal wounds on immortal bodies and even block the power of the gods.
Just as Glenn had blocked Kalungod's attack with Einheria in the past.
“Since we're talking about it, let's see what we gained.”
“Let's see how many we've collected.”
As he said this, Glenn took out Regness's Core, a Mythic-grade artifact, from his Lunatic Inventory and placed it on the table.
Romina and Lidenhall also placed one item each on the table.
“Oh… You each brought one?”
“It was a little difficult, but following your instructions, Glenn, we were able to obtain them.”
Honestly, since obtaining a Mythic-grade artifact was itself a quest, it should not have been easy for two 8-Star fighters to succeed.
Even so, Glenn was genuinely surprised that each team had managed to bring back an artifact despite having so little time.
I went through hell to get mine.
If Dominic Kezel had not appeared unexpectedly, Glenn would have finished collecting the artifacts long ago.
“So. Are these really the items?”
“Wait a moment.”
Glenn looked at the two artifacts placed beside Regness's Core.
《The Bible of Charlouis》
《Grade》: Mythic
《Urna's Alchemy Jar》
《Grade》: Mythic
Their names, abilities, and grades.
Their performance was exactly as Glenn remembered from the original story, so he nodded.
