The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 123 - The Hound that Feeds on Sin

TN: Suddenly it’s 尤利乌斯 (Yóu lì wū sī) ‘Julius’ so I’m changing Liwusi to Julius permanently

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At this point in the discussion.

Su Li didn’t think there was anything wrong with killing the Pope, considering all the things the Pope had done before.

But after the Pope’s death, Su Li had been thinking.

Specifically, why was it such a coincidence?

Julius’s strength was just half a step away from being formally usable as a key.

If Julius was merely meant to be a key without self-awareness, then the Pope would only need to find a new replacement body as a backup.

Otherwise, even if he lived until the moment the key opened the new door, he might not truly be able to enter.

Su Li pondered these things to determine whether the Pope’s death was truly a murder planned by everyone.

What would happen after the Pope’s death?

A struggle for power, the birth of a new central figure.

Julius, as his “son,” had a very high probability of taking over.

If Julius took that position, then the Church of Light would essentially remain under the control of the deceased Pope.

If this condition wasn’t met, then Diz would likely take over.

In terms of intelligence, Diz was clearly no match for the deceased Pope of Light.

After his ascension, manipulative ministers would likely appear around him.

Just like now, Diz personally rushed to the Prophet’s side to inform him about the crisis, while the Patriarch privately contacted fanatics, wanting to assassinate Su Li.

The most obvious effect of this inconsistency in direction was the internal division of the Church of Light.

Between Julius and Diz, if the former took power, with his bloodline and strength, although some people might not accept it at first, the influence of the Church of Light would certainly increase again afterward.

Diz taking power would have the opposite effect. He was naturally opposed to Julius, which would cause unrest among those below and eventually lead to division among some people in the Church of Light.

The result of the former would be the reconsolidation of faith in the God of Light. The latter would certainly cause faith in the God to gradually collapse when it wasn’t maintained.

It was known that Julius had no intention of taking the Pope’s position. Therefore, the Pope who had already died had probably prepared, before his death, to fully create Julius and allow the Church of Light to gradually lose control over people’s faith in the God of Light.

Sooner or later, humans would encounter monster beasts.

Those with foresight in high positions were certainly not limited to the deceased Pope.

Then the faith in the God of Light, and the “God of Light” who truly existed, would become the foundation of human chaos.

Just imagine, the god you worship, the all-powerful and infinitely powerful god, turns out to be your enemy…

How many people would collapse because of this?

Su Li still couldn’t be sure whether there was an element of “going with the flow” in the Pope’s death. But now, he could very rationally tell these people who were trying to kill him:

“This question, in my view, doesn’t necessarily require your answer.”

Su Li’s green eyes appeared increasingly deep, accentuated by the gradually darkening night.

“In fact, from the moment you existed here, it proves that you too are part of the tide of time calculated by the deceased Pope of Light.”

“Ignorant of the truth, unaware of the future.”

Su Li’s slightly upturned eyeballs revealed the white part of his eyes.

The faster night fell, the more the sharp-sighted elementalists could feel the oppression brought by that whiteness.

Su Li’s voice was rarely low and deep. “But I’m also grateful that your appearance tells me that some hindrances still need to be dealt with early.”

“You are destined to die. No matter how much you talk or how many questions you ask, you’re still going to die.” The person in the white robe didn’t delve into Su Li’s words.

Although this group surrounding Su Li was very clear that if they dared to act against Su Li, whether the assassination was successful or not, they wouldn’t be able to continue living in this city.

On one side, the white-robed person was still trying to firm up his inner choice.

On the other side, Egbert, hiding in a large tree, felt his heart ache as if pierced by tens of thousands of needles.

“This kind of fishing operation cannot be done again in the future. Just thinking about Lord Su Li facing a crisis and me not being able to stand by his side immediately makes me feel like my heart is breaking.”

“If you could pretend to be beautiful, strong, and pitiable, I wouldn’t mind using you as bait,” Euphia rolled her eyes.

Madmen hide among normal people, and no one knows who is truly mad until the madness descends upon them.

Without this fishing operation, they would truly have to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Diz wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, “Don’t be like that. I can sense that Su Li has already discovered what we’ve done.”

“Rather than worrying about whether our actions will cause him any pressure, we should think about what compensation we can offer to be forgiven by him.”

The abnormal Son of Light was still abnormal.

While everyone was concerned with external matters, his thoughts were all about Su Li’s psychological journey after figuring out their fishing operation.

Just thinking about it made it clear that Su Li standing here calmly talking was itself a compromise.

Why did they have to use him as bait?

It was supposedly necessary.

There was nothing better for fishing than his image established in the eyes of the world.

But this wasn’t right.

“What you should be thinking about, no, more accurately, what we should be thinking about is that we shouldn’t think this is reasonable just because Su Li doesn’t mind what we’ve done.”

“We who carried out this fishing operation are actually hurting Su Li.”

“Using him as bait, rather than relying on our own strength to crush those madmen hiding in the darkness, not only shows our incompetence but also repeatedly affirms that Su Li’s strength is insufficient.”

“Have you paid attention?” Diz fixed his gaze on Egbert.

Egbert felt his heart sink under that gaze, and his expression inevitably became serious.

“In the book you wrote yourself, there are too many of Su Li’s previous thoughts and logic.”

“The world has been forcing him to change everything about himself, but we have never thought of adapting to the world and changing ourselves first.”

“He has been constantly changing himself, forcibly accommodating us. Egbert, and Euphia, do you two understand this point?”

Diz’s eyes were so moist that they were almost tearful.

Just thinking about Su Li making changes that he himself hadn’t clearly noticed made Diz feel distressed.

Things that disappear invisibly shouldn’t be completely ignored.

Everyone clearly knew what Su Li truly wanted, but what he wanted had never arrived.

In contrast, what others wanted gradually came into their hands because of Su Li.

Diz had never seen such a selfless character because such a character seemed to have never appeared in this world.

He could only think based on his own shallow understanding, about what all those who approached Su Li had gained from him, and what changes they had forced upon Su Li.

“The world is assimilating him.”

“While his spirit resists the erosion of the entire world, all of us are trying to accelerate this process.”

Diz’s words were cutting to the heart.

Especially for Egbert, who believed he had grown to a point where he could stand firmly behind Su Li.

The same was true for Euphia.

With a moment’s thought, they understood the key point Diz was expressing.

Although everyone understood that Su Li would never achieve anything in elements, they never felt that he needed any obvious development on this path in the beginning.

That wasn’t disrespectful indifference, but the belief that Su Li’s value, Su Li’s existence itself, was far greater than the elements.

People who could cultivate elements were everywhere.

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As for Su Li, he was the only miracle in the entire world.

However, toward such an existence, they had presumptuously created this fishing operation.

This even made those who understood this feel that they were no better than these fanatics who worshipped the God of Light.

Although they were ignorant and unable to understand the truth.

But that was only because no one had told them.

Yet those who believed they knew the truth were unconsciously hurting the existence they revered…

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When the white-robed person said again, “Death is the fate that the God of Light will bring to you through us,” Su Li was just numbed by the shock.

But when something like a sixth sense kept warning him that something outrageous had happened, Su Li trembled directly.

Su Li sniffed, recalling the theory from the sixth sense discourse: if you sense something, choose to believe it.

So he very decisively told the person before him, with a sincere tone, “Then my survival will be the minimum standard of humans knowing that death will eventually come, yet still struggling in the world, trying to live with dignity.”

One isn’t truly young without being a bit chuunibyou.

Su Li stood shoulder to shoulder with the young Cyril, whose face flickered with dark red scales. The raven on his head flapped its wings and flew high.

When attacks of different colors symbolizing water, fire, and wind elements appeared, the darkness that should have been brought by the night had already been brought by the raven.

Su Li couldn’t see the scene before him clearly. Darkness enveloped everything, and he could only hear the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

This was a one-sided killing, but not a reckless, bloody slaughter.

The raven understood Su Li better than he had imagined.

Since hearing the diary that shouldn’t exist and that no proper person would write, the little crow had transformed some things that should have disturbed itself into an understanding of Su Li.

For example, the young man he protected under his wings, sheltering him from wind and rain, had always been unwilling to kill.

But unwillingness didn’t mean that when faced with the threat of death, he would saintly choose forgiveness.

Whether cruel or ruthless, Su Li stroked the little crow that steadily stood on his arm when he reached out, and the young man said softly, “I had a sentence just now that I didn’t finish.”

The black crow blinked its eyes in the dark night.

He heard the young man by his ear speak clearly, word by word.

“Perhaps one day I will eventually die, but before that uncertain death comes, I will never let myself die at the hands of my own kind.”

“Killing is a sin, regardless of good or evil. As long as I exist in this world, I am destined not to accumulate virtue even when doing good, destined to be already overwhelmed with sin.”

Of course, these words were just the unfinished chuunibyou speech from earlier.

Although in the darkness, someone noticed that Su Li’s eyes were a bit red at the corners.

Similarly, not everyone believed that all emotions needed to be processed by Su Li alone.

“If Lord Su Li is overwhelmed with sin, then I must certainly be the hound that feeds on sin.”