Overlord: I’ve Been Recruiting Followers in Another World

As the sun rose, its warm light illuminated the entire earth, dispelling the last chill of the night and gently awakening the world.

At this moment, a solemn atmosphere hung over the training grounds behind the Slane Theocracy's Capital Cathedral. A palpable tension, not from threat, but from anticipation.

The entire training ground was divided into two circles by a low circular wall. In the center was a flat, open area that could accommodate hundreds of people for combat training, and on the periphery, there were tiered seats for watching battles and resting. Everything was designed for efficiency and observation.

The training ground had been pre-cleaned, sanitized with rituals and magic. Even the main gate was tightly guarded by members of the Black Scripture, one of the Six Scriptures directly under the High Priest, to prevent unauthorized personnel from entering. This was an important event.

In the spectator seats, all twelve members of the Slane Theocracy's Council of Cardinals were present, their faces serious and full of expectation. The Black Scripture, having lost some personnel due to the incident in Carne Village, was also gathered here, awaiting the battle to begin, their eyes intensely focused.

Although the High Priest was old and his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were still sharp and focused, fixed on two figures in the middle of the training ground.

Standing to the right was an old man who appeared to be over seventy. He wore an exquisite black magic robe and held a magic staff in his hand, dressed like a classic wizard, a wise veteran.

Opposite him, the girl looked very petite, perhaps in her early teens. A striking contrast.

Her black and white hair was neatly divided into two sections and tied with an adorned headband, completely covering her ears. The same black and white eyes gave an impression of unique heteromorphic beauty, a striking peculiarity.

The gold-trimmed white armor she wore almost covered her entire body, and compared to her small figure, she looked a little bulky, like an armored doll.

The Great Scythe of Death, Charon's Guidance, in her hand was ten centimeters taller than her height, seeming like a heavy burden for her small body.

When the High Priest's eyes fell upon the girl, he couldn't help but reveal an expression of deep pity. A wrinkle appeared on his face, reflecting the girl's tragic story.

The girl's name was Antilene Heran Fouché, a special member of the Black Scripture, code-named "Death Savior." The moniker was ironic given her dark history.

Not only that, she was also one of the three "God-Kin" that the Slane Theocracy painstakingly tried to conceal, their existence being the nation's greatest secret. She was the most powerful individual in the Slane Theocracy, an unmatched force among humans.

Therefore, she was qualified to equip the artifacts once equipped by the Six Great Gods: the Wind God Armor, the Light of Glory, and the Great Scythe of Death, Charon's Guidance. A legacy of divine power.

Although Antilene possessed incredibly strong combat power and a very high status within the Slane Theocracy, her life experience could not be described as happy. It was a story filled with bitterness.

Her mother was Finne, a God-Kin from the previous generation of the Theocracy. She was kidnapped and raped by the Elf King of the Great Forest of Evasha in the south of the Theocracy, a descendant of the Eight Greed Kings. When the Theocracy rescued Finne from the Elf King, they found that she was pregnant.

Because Antilene was born after being raped, her mother, Finne, deeply resented her. Not only did she have no affection for her, but she also trained her in brutal ways that could have killed her when she was very young, an unforgivable cruelty.

Her memories of her mother were only of brutal beatings and disgusted gazes, nothing good at all. A wound that never healed.

Fortunately, the Slane Theocracy staff who cared for her gave her enough love and attention, so Antilene's character was not distorted by her mother's actions, and she eventually grew to become the current protector of the Slane Theocracy. A miracle within herself.

By the way, Antilene was a half-elf, her lifespan far exceeding ordinary humans, and she was now over a hundred years old, though her appearance was still that of a teenager.

And she should be able to live long enough to continue protecting the Slane Theocracy for generations, a destined immortal hero.

"It's indeed right that the item was given to Zesshi Zetsumei," the High Priest muttered inwardly, his gaze fixed on Antilene. "With its protection, perhaps Zesshi Zetsumei will be able to move normally in the future without needing to worry about threats from the Platinum Dragon Lord." A much-anticipated solution.

"Hmm... it's still not safe enough. We need to acquire more of those items." The High Priest thought, his face showing calculation. They couldn't rely on just one item.

As the High Priest was deep in thought, he saw Zesshi Zetsumei looking at him, then he nodded to her, giving his approval.

After receiving permission, Zesshi Zetsumei turned to the old wizard opposite her and shouted, her voice ringing out in the arena's silence, "Barut, you can start now!"

"Yes!"

The monster summoner, Barut, bowed slightly to Zesshi Zetsumei, respect radiating from his movements, then cast the strongest summoning magic he possessed: "Tenth Tier Magic: [Summon Monster]!"

A large monster slowly emerged from the swirling magic circle. The monster had three ferocious heads that looked like a dog and a lion. Its appearance was like a dog's, but its tail was a venomous snake, and hellfire burned on several parts of its body. The scent of sulfur began to fill the air.

This was Cerberus, Level 65. All of its attacks could add fire damage to enemies, and it also had certain resistance to fire and poison. A formidable Magic Beast.

Without needing Barut's instruction, the three-headed hellhound immediately charged towards Zesshi Zetsumei upon appearing, its savage instincts driving it forward.

Its initial intention was to test Zesshi Zetsumei's combat abilities. Zesshi Zetsumei did not dodge the three-headed hellhound's attack, but directly faced it, astonishing bravery on her small face.

"Roar!"

The three-headed hellhound roared, raising one of its large front paws and slapping Zesshi Zetsumei's head hard. A brutal attack.

Martial Arts: [Greater Hardening], [Indomitable Fortress]!

Zesshi Zetsumei's combat level reached Level 88. Her professions covered many fields such as Warrior, Magic Caster, Assassin, etc., and her range of abilities was very broad. She was a deadly hybrid.

To face the three-headed hellhound's attack, she immediately launched two defensive Martial Arts.

Magic Beasts' attributes were considered high among monsters of the same level, and they had an absolute advantage over humans in terms of raw physical strength. Therefore, the first skill Zesshi Zetsumei used was an advanced Martial Art that enhanced her attributes, preparing for the impact.

The sharp claw attack was blocked by her using the [Charon's Guidance] scythe inherited from the God of Death, and at the same time, the effect of the Martial Art [Indomitable Fortress] was activated, preparing to parry the attack with full force.

"Hm?" A fleeting look of surprise appeared in Zesshi Zetsumei's eyes. A rare expression.

The effect of [Indomitable Fortress] was indeed successfully activated, but Cerberus's claw did not bounce too high, only lifting slightly. This was far below her expectations.

As if it had just adjusted its attacking posture, the hellhound's second claw attack quickly gripped Zesshi Zetsumei, faster than anticipated.

Martial Arts: [Perfect Evasion]!

The evasive Martial Art was activated, and Zesshi Zetsumei's entire body seemed to be pulled by a string, and she suddenly stepped back and avoided the three-headed hellhound's attack. Her movements were lightning fast.

Martial Arts: [Flash]!

Martial Arts: [Sever]!

After creating distance between them, Zesshi Zetsumei rushed back to the front of Cerberus as fast as a gust of wind. Charon's Guidance produced a sharp light, leaving a deep wound where Cerberus's front arm and shoulder connected. The flesh separated, exposing muscle and bone.

Blood containing fire and poison spurted out, and as the three-headed hellhound roared in pain, its three heads simultaneously spewed fire towards Zesshi Zetsumei. A fierce counterattack.

At close range, it was not easy to avoid all attacks.

Zesshi Zetsumei retreated quickly, dodging two fiery breaths, and the last breath shot towards her head.

Martial Arts: [Fortress]!

The defense-enhancing Martial Art was successfully activated, but Zesshi Zetsumei was also hit by the fire breath, and scorch marks appeared on her armor. Thin smoke billowed from its surface.

"It seems she's fine."

In the spectator seats, the High Priests couldn't help but nod silently as they watched the battle between Zesshi Zetsumei and the three-headed Cerberus. There was satisfaction in their eyes.

Zesshi Zetsumei's abilities as a Warrior were formidable, but that was not the full extent of her power. If the three-headed hellhound was only at this level, it would not be a threat to her.

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