Capítulo 592: Chapter 590 Sin Archbishop
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"Sin Archbishop…"
Emilia couldn't help but bite her lip.
When it came to Sin Archbishop, Emilia knew all too well what kind of entity that was.
The so-called sin, needless to say, naturally referred to the Seven Deadly Sins.
———— 'Pride'.
———— 'Wrath'.
———— 'Envy'.
———— 'Sloth'.
———— 'Greed'.
———— 'Gluttony'.
———— 'Lust'.
In the past, in an era hundreds of years ago, there were seven witches known by the name of these Seven Deadly Sins.
And four hundred years ago, the one named 'Envy', the "Witch of Envy" Satella, devoured the other six witches, turning into the most terrifying embodiment of sin in the world, devouring nearly half of the entire world before finally being sealed by the "Sage", the 'Sword Saint', and the "Divine Dragon".
Since then, the term Witch came to be synonymous with "Witch of Envy", enduring four hundred years of being feared and shunned by the world. It has been tabooed by the world for four hundred years and is regarded as the embodiment of terror.
The Witch cult was a group solely devoted to worshipping the terrifying Witch of Envy.
In order to uphold the name of Sin, the Witch cult saw 'Envy' as the symbol of Satella and selected six archbishops to replace the witches who had been devoured by the "Witch of Envy", bestowing upon themselves the names of the other sins.
These archbishops who held the names of Sins became known as Sin Archbishops.
Moreover, each Sin Archbishop carried the Witch factor, enabling them to use a special magic called "Authority" to lead the entire Witch cult, which had been harming the world for centuries, regarded by all as a taboo and a menace.
The madman before her, who called himself Petelgeuse, was the Sin Archbishop who wielded the name 'Sloth' within the Witch cult.
Emilia knew that the Witch cult had long set its sights on her.
Because her appearance and race were strikingly similar to the Witch of Envy they worshipped.
Just on this basis alone, this fanatic cult wouldn't spare her; they would surely come knocking at her door.
However, at this very moment, Emilia realized, to her surprise, an unprecedented surge of emotion within her.
Because of the reason she was being targeted.
Because of the words spoken by Petelgeuse.
So, with a gaze filled with resistance, Emilia spoke out without hesitation.
"I am not a Witch, and I have absolutely no connection to the Witch of Envy. Do not dare to address me by that name!"
This was an insistence that could not be retreated from.
Up to now, how much persecution had Emilia endured because of this appearance, because of the name 'Witch'?
Even Emilia herself could hardly count.
However, Emilia did not resent those who rejected and abhorred her.
Just as Fang Li had said, they only displayed this ugly side out of fear of the "Witch of Envy".
Humans, in order to conceal their fear, sometimes become perpetrators.
Yet, no matter how much they conceal it, they cannot erase the fact that they are victims.
Therefore, not only did Emilia not resent them, but she also felt sorry for them.
However, for those who believed in the Witch, those were exceptions.
They worshipped the Witch and sought to be perpetrators, always in the position of perpetrators.
So, only towards these people could Emilia express rejection and refusal without any barriers.
Only in the face of such an Emilia, Petelgeuse turned a deaf ear.
With his head tilted, and his fingers gnawed, Petelgeuse stared with eyes as lifeless as the dead, meeting Emilia's gaze as he spoke in a rambling, mad manner.
"This is very unreasonable, yes, very unreasonable. Why do you think you're not the same as a Witch of Envy? Why why why why why why?"
Before Emilia could answer, Petelgeuse suddenly straightened his body, like a performer, and delivered an emotionally charged speech.
"People always believe they're free from Sin, but Sin still resides deep in one's heart, until one day it's discovered, and people become villains in others' eyes!"
"If you have no connection to the Witch of Envy, why do you have this physique? Why do you have this appearance? Why do you bear such a striking resemblance?!"
"Coincidence? Coincidence? No! Life has its reasons! If you were born with this appearance, it's absolutely not without reason! Yes! Absolutely not without reason!"
"This is the world's choice! This is the Witch of Envy's choice! It's love! Love love love love love love! You are deeply favored! Chosen by the Witch of Envy!"
"As long as you pass the trial! Yes! Pass the trial! Then you can become a Witch of Envy! Become the Witch of Envy we believe in! Ahh, how wonderful!"
With such emotionally charged words, Petelgeuse grabbed his face, digging his nails into his flesh, drawing blood.
Such wild words and actions didn't possess the elements of being trusted by anyone.
However, Emilia couldn't suppress the turmoil in her heart.
Indeed.
Life has its reasons.
So, was it really just a coincidence that she was born with the exact same appearance as a Witch of Envy?
Does she really have no connection to the 'Witch of Envy'?
This thought made Emilia's heart tremble uncontrollably.
And it seemed that Petelgeuse wasn't satisfied with just that.
"Ignoring your own mission! Ignoring your own existence! Only blindly resisting the reality you don't want! Avoiding confrontation! Avoiding touch! Always avoiding! Absolutely diligent in nothing!"
Petelgeuse brought his face, with the torn flesh, close to Emilia's, his emotional tone remaining unwavering.
Then, he said such a line.
"You are very 'Sloth'."
This line became the final straw that overwhelmed Emilia's heart.
Unfortunately, fate didn't want this kind and beautiful girl to fall into despair like this.
So, the next second, the air changed.
A suffocating murderous aura suddenly swept through the dim space.
"————!"
Emilia couldn't help but be surprised, raising her head in astonishment.
Petelgeuse's face also stiffened, and like a doll, he turned his head to look towards the direction of the entrance leading outside.
There, a figure slowly walked in.
"A madman is a madman, there won't be any problem if you go crazy on your own, but do you plan to drag everyone in this world down to your level?"
"Really, I even doubt the value of killing you now."
Speaking these words, the newcomer raised his eyes.
Inside, a heart-stopping ice-blue luster shines.
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