Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 584: One day there will be a total of 338! (6K, additional - s 124 and 125)
When did the God of Sinful Desire die once?
Herbert, after hearing this explosive news out of the blue, was filled with questions.
No.
No, according to the Archbishop, it wasn't about falling and then reviving.
But rather the previous one fell, and then was replaced by a new one?
The current Sinful Desire replaced everything when the previous god fell, taking over the divine position and authority, leaving the outside world unaware.
Can I really know about such a big thing?
This kind of secret knowledge is absolutely at the divine level and should not be known to the outside world.
Forget about Legendary, even Epic might not have the qualifications to know!
"Back then, it was quite a thrilling ordeal... Hmm? Why such an expression?"
After the Archbishop finished speaking, he noticed Herbert's expression, paused for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Oh! You didn't know about this?"
Herbert, looking at Old Deng's expression, couldn't help but want to retort.
It wasn't a realization.
He sighed and said helplessly, "Your Eminence, are you sure this secret knowledge is really something I should know now?"
Old Deng, aren't you setting me up?
In the extraordinary world, knowledge represents power.
Some secrets, just knowing them, is enough to make an impact!
Everything spoken must be observed.
Once Herbert knew the secret of Sinful Desire, he would definitely be inversely noticed by Him.
Especially since Herbert had previously gotten into a feud with Sinful Desire, so under such circumstances... it's hard not to be especially watched by Him.
The only consolation now is that he is currently in the Underground Sanctuary, isolated from the outside world, where outsiders cannot probe.
Especially around the Archbishop, he's not worried about retribution from Sinful Desire... but after leaving, that's another story.
Herbert looked at the Archbishop with a face full of grievance, no longer caring about pretending to be obedient.
"...Tsk."
You old Deng, if you're going to brag, just brag, I'm not stopping you, I'll even be your attentive audience.
Why do you repay kindness with revenge by suddenly revealing such explosive news to harm me?
You're harming me!!?
"Hehe."
The Archbishop just looked at the little one's aggrieved expression with a smiling face for a long while before gently shaking his head and saying with a smile, "Hmm, upon careful consideration, this really doesn't seem to be something everyone knows."
"Back then, someone did mention it should be kept secret... well, whatever, it's not an unsolvable big problem."
"It's merely Sinful Desire, I didn't care about His predecessor, why would I fear His successor?"
He casually waved his hand, indifferently saying, "As long as you don't go around talking to other outsiders, there is no problem."
Herbert was half-convinced and asked, "Really no problem?"
"Don't worry."
The Archbishop lightly nodded, calmly saying, "Even if there is a problem, He wouldn't dare to do anything."
"He doesn't have the guts."
"This Sinful Desire knows well how His predecessor fell, knowing that going too far could lead to a crisis of downfall, so He wouldn't act recklessly."
"At most, He might play some underhanded tricks."
At the end, the Archbishop snorted disdainfully, not taking the God of Sinful Desire seriously at all.
"..."
Though the Archbishop was so convinced, Herbert, recalling the previous attempt of the God of Sinful Desire to perform a blood sacrifice on an entire city, was still somewhat hesitant.
Clearly, there exists a lamentable thick barrier between the thoughts of himself and the Archbishop.
What might be a trivial matter and insignificant trick in Old Deng's eyes, was a life and death crisis for Herbert, where he barely escaped unscathed.
The difference in strength, the difference in realm, the difference in vision.
With enough confidence, one can approach anything as calmly as the Archbishop.
However, upon closer thought, the incident of Sinful Desire attempting a blood sacrifice in Malagas might not be as severe as Herbert initially imagined.
Firstly, Sinful Desire didn't make such a big fuss when acting, choosing to proceed quietly instead of arrogantly announcing it to the world.
Secondly, He chose an underground city with a relatively small population, which largely belonged to an evil, slave-based city.
Even if the truth became known later, the righteous gods would denounce His cruelty and launch a crusade against the God of Sinful Desire's church, but it would mostly be for show, not seeking full revenge for those evil beings who died miserably.
For the Good God Influence, the death of those evil guys was in vain.
Dying like this might even be considered ridding the people of a scourge.
Deserved death!
Their stance on evil forces' infighting has always been "let sleeping dogs lie, don't intervene unnecessarily".
Therefore, Sinful Desire's actions are indeed a clever, underhanded trick.
If they hadn't unfortunately run into him, the troublemaker, He might have actually enjoyed the blood sacrifice without paying a significant price afterward.
"So... this enmity is really no small thing." Herbert shook his head, unable to suppress a smile.
He could already imagine the God of Sinful Desire's anguish after the scheme was thwarted.
I've been so careful! So humble! Just wanted to enjoy a blood sacrifice once! How is it that someone still came to disturb me?
Needless to say, the God of Sinful Desire definitely wants to curse in anger.
The angrier the enemy, the more Herbert wants to laugh.
Joy.
Anyway, the enmity is already there, there's no fear of it growing larger.
"By the way, why did you suddenly bring Him up just now?" the Archbishop came back to his senses and asked.







