I Am an Evil God

Episode 14-Things You Call Gods

“What are you guys doing!”

Looking towards where the sound came from, I saw a muscular man looking at Lemfra with an urgent expression.

“What are you doing, watching the missionary activities of my followers? Is there something wrong?”

The man seemed to be the head of the village over there, but he was looking at them with a very uneasy expression, perhaps because he was well aware of the power of the bow.

“Let’s talk it out. I’ll tell the other villages and include you in our mythology, so let’s not cause needless bloodshed.”

“It’s pointless bloodshed…”

Lemfra grinned.

“If all of you entered as my sub-gods, there would be no need to shed blood.”

“What is that…”

“I am a creator god. My followers believe that I am a creator god, so how can I be treated as a normal god? If you don’t come under me, I can’t attack you to maintain the foundation of my faith. There is nothing else.”

“I had no intention of negotiating in the first place.”

“What a disappointing thing to say. I was going to let you in if you just said one word that you would come under me.”

Lempra was sincere.

Why are you rebelling against the fact that if you just come under him, you won’t see each other’s blood and fight, and you’ll be able to solve the problem comfortably.

“So, what are you going to do? If you don’t back down, you’ll die from the arrows shot by my followers.”

“Shut up. I don’t even want to talk to you anymore!”

The man shouted loudly.

“Ephron, can you hear me? These people believe in evil demons. Don’t listen to anything they say and fight to the death!”

As soon as he shouted, the reaction of the other village changed.

The village chief shouted loudly in response to his words, and the will of the god Efaren was conveyed to all villagers.

“They are demons! They came all the way here to deceive us. There was an order from Epare-sama to never give in!”

At his words, the paint immediately drew a protest.

I couldn’t hold back my anger to dare to call the absolute god of creation a devil, not another being.

“Cheer!”

The bow shot by the paint pierced the heart of the village chief with a single blow.

The power contained in the bow was so strong that even if it pierced the village chief’s heart, it still had enough power to kill one of the villagers standing behind it.

As soon as the paint shot the arrows, others also shot.

Most of the members could kill one person with one blow, and Emia could pierce and kill three people with one arrow with her powerful arm and back muscles.

“Kill them all. They describe Lemfra as a demon. You can never repent even if you live anyway, so kill them all right here.”

Feint said in a low voice.

Although he was forced to remain calm, deep anger that was not usually felt was expressed in the tone of the paint.

At Feint’s words, the crew pulled their arrows again.

Even in their village, there were people who could be called combat personnel, but stone spears flew in from a distance of more than 10 meters, and no one dared to rush after seeing them.

Eventually, they began to be pierced by arrows one by one, and soon most of the villagers abandoned their villages and began to go north.

“It’s a pity. If you had come under us, you would have lived peacefully.”

Ifritia giggled and looked at the man.

The man looked around his empty village in disbelief, shot Lemfra and other gods once, and followed the villagers to the north.

“What are we going to do now? There are 8 more towns like this, so we’re not going to kill them all like this, are we?”

“Of course not.”

There were not just one or two more villages, but eight more.

Killing all the people in that many villages was a waste of manpower.

As Catria taught them various ways to save newborns, she said that the death rate of newborns had decreased a little, but she needed more population to increase the village’s production and gather divine power.

‘Gods of fertility exist in many myths for no reason.’

If you have a lot of children, you are in a good environment, so that myth was able to develop.

[Paint.]

“I’m sorry. Lemfra-sama, I let them denigrate Lemfra-sama. Anything to atone for this crime…”

[I didn’t call you for that reason. When I thought about it, the reason they considered me a demon was not because they themselves were wrong. The fragments of me that they believe in have corrupted before they knew it and are calling me the devil. Of course, that doesn’t mean I can forgive them for that reason, but I came up with an interesting idea and called you like this.]

“Give me any orders.”

[Make them my followers. To make them all my followers with the least number of casualties. This is something I do to test you, so if you do well, I will reward you.]

“Thank you, Lord Lemfra.”

Feint fell to his knees and pressed his forehead to the ground.

As he bowed, the other members also bowed.

“Every time I see him in paint, I think he’s a little crazy. Eria doesn’t act that hard…”

“It’s good if a believer is a fanatic. From the perspective of people around you, you might say that there are crazy people like that.

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According to the village chief, there were still 8 more villages in the north.

Since they had already destroyed a village and exposed their appearance, including the bow, they could have prepared for it in advance.

“Can we really go with the three of us?”

There were only three people in all the villages who could speak plain language to Paint.

Eria, Atimos, and Feint’s father, Shephid.

Shepid, who temporarily took over as the village leader while Feint was away, asked in a worried tone.

“It would be safer if we went alone. It’s better for stability to take the powerful than the mediocre.”

“Yes. Have a good trip.”

“I’ll be back.”

After Faint greeted his father, he took the two women up north.

It took two hours to bring the crew, but it took less than an hour to reach the previous village as they moved among themselves under the protection of the gods.

There was no one in the village.

Two days had passed since they left, and in the meantime, someone could have come and moved the luggage, but no one was there.

“Do you know where to go?”

“They would have interacted with each other just like Lemfra Village interacted with Catria Village or Ifritia Village. It wouldn’t be a round trip once or twice, so traces will remain.”

As the paint said, there were traces of people passing by several times in the northern part of the village.

Paint continued up the road northward.

How much did you move?

After going up north for about an hour, I saw a village again.

At a glance, the population of the village seemed to be larger than the previous village, but for some reason, they were divided into two groups, and they were watching each other.

‘It seems that the people of the ruined village have come up here.’

Being alerted by people, the paint entered the village.

“Die!”

One of the two groups, presumably from the village he destroyed, ran towards Feint, but Feint overpowered him by lightly striking his stomach.

“I have come to give you one last chance. Believe in the Creator, Lemfra, or you will perish.”

“There are only 8 gods! I have no intention of accepting a demon named Lemfra.”

Also, Feint’s eyebrows were furrowed at the remark that treated Lemfra as a demon, but he could not kill him hastily because he was ordered to solve the problem with minimal killing.

“Yes, from your point of view, you would think so. I fully understand. You haven’t received Lemfra’s grace yet.”

Lemfra moved closer to their center.

“Who is blessed by your god?”

“It’s me.”

A large man stepped in front of the paint.

His eyes were full of confidence as much as his size.

“Yes, blessed by the gods. What can those you call gods do?”

“Our Gods give me strong strength… Coke!”

Feint grabbed his man’s neck and lifted him into the air.

He held a person in the air with only his grip, but his body did not shake at all.

“Let me ask you again. What can your god do for you right now? What can he do for you while the one to whom you have given grace is dying? If you are nothing but demons, then of course you have to be stronger, right? Tell me. What on earth can these little things you call gods do for you!”

– Bang!

As soon as Feint finished speaking, lightning struck over his head.

Although the lightning they believed drew all the divine power and struck it down, there was not a single wound on Feint’s body.

Feint’s body, which was strengthened by collecting divine power from the three villages as a creator god, was not at the level of being damaged by lightning.

“God must be a god if he can’t kill a single human.”

The paint put his man down.

“Until I come next time, choose whether to trust the one who dares to pretend to be a god or trust Lemfra.”

Feint took Emia and Atimos and left the place.

The word doubt was etched into the minds of the villagers for the first time.