The Holy Right of a Comic

The girl's footsteps staggered for a while, and there was a hallucination in her eyes. Tears finally couldn't stop flowing from her eyes, and she burst into tears.

"Godfather...why do it...why do it..."

Olga Marie seemed to have lost all her strength, collapsed to the ground, and sat on the ground in a duck sitting position.

She stared blankly at the gradually calm but submerged ocean outside Chaldea.

She looked at the waves that raised the sea level by 4,000 meters, and watched the huge sacred and eerie aura of light spinning in the sky.

The pain from the magic circuit was telling her that the magic power contained in the halo was enough to plough the surface of the entire planet.

Olga Marie didn't know why Roy did this, why he wanted to destroy human rights and burn up human civilization.

She is the head of Chaldea, and Chaldea's duty is to protect human rights.

Whether it was the long-cherished wish of the Animusfia family, whether it was her mission as a human being, or her duty as the head of Chaldea, everything told Olga Marie that she had to make a decision.

And this decision was actually doomed from the very beginning, that is, to save the human principle, but in doing so, it is bound to be the enemy of the destroyer of human principle.

Olga Marie doesn't care how powerful the enemy is, but the only enemy she doesn't want to see, besides Roy, is her suicide father.

The two are her closest relatives, the father who raised her, the father she deeply loved,

But now she has to draw a knife to her father, and she must kill her relatives righteously. This thought is like a maggot in the tarsus, which makes Olga Marie feel pain all over her body.

Her heart was aching violently and her breathing became rapid. Olga Marie covered her heart with her hands, her face was painful, as if she had lost everything and lost all hope.

"Director!"

"Director..."

"…"

The Chaldean staff rushed forward and supported Olga Marie.

The eyes of everyone looking at Olga Marie were full of distress and pity.

This poor girl had just experienced the suicide of her biological father not long ago, but she mustered up the courage, forgot her grief, and used all her energy to maintain the operation of Chaldea.

Because she knew that even if she lost her father, she still had a godfather who would stand behind her and support her.

The godfather is the driving force for her to persevere, and the sustenance she never gives up when she is crying behind her back.

But even this last hope has been deprived, and no one would have thought that the godfather of Director Olga Marie, the supreme bishop of the Holy Church, would actually betray humanity and the principles of humanity!

"Help her over there and rest against the wall for a while."

Kirshtalia stepped forward at this time, looking at Olga Marie's eyes, she couldn't bear it, and said softly.

"No! I'm right here!"

Olga Marie broke free from the support of those people and stood up tremblingly from the ground. Ophelia hurried over and supported her delicate body.

"call…"

Taking a deep breath, Kirshtalia also smiled bitterly.

Teacher, although I inherited your legacy, you never thought that such a scene would happen even when you died.

The Supreme Bishop who you thought would protect Humanity, actually betrayed Humanity first and destroyed all mankind. If we want to continue to fulfill our desires, we need to face this Supreme Bishop and defeat him.

This is completely contrary to the original script.

"Roy! You, why are you doing this!"

Romani Akiman looked flustered, and tremblingly asked the question Olga Marie just raised again.

"Didn't your words just now express my purpose?"

Roy still had a gentle smile, thinking of the seven billion humans he had just destroyed. Such a smile would be difficult for even the most terrifying demon to possess.

"You...you want to be the only god?"

Roman swallowed and asked.

This is just his conjecture, not necessarily correct.

But Roy's answer extinguished his last hope.

"Yes, this ceremony is necessary!"

Roy answered affirmatively.

"So... in order to make oneself the only **** that is illusory, even if it is to destroy human rationality and make human beings disappear?"

Roman's voice gradually became lonely.

"It's not illusory, but everything is already doomed. This is part of the ceremony. Therefore, everyone of Chaldea, come and stop me. If you stop me, maybe people will not recover."

Roy's smile became softer and softer, even making people envious.

"...Of course, it doesn't matter to me whether you succeed in stopping me or fail in the end. Whether it is 100% success or 100% failure, I will be the winner!"

"I will always be the victor, the lord of hosts, the king of kings, the glory and the power of all, the king of the universe, the lord of life, and it is I who sit on the Kabbalah Tree of Life. Vertex, the only God who loves each of you!"

Roy's voice came from all directions, everywhere, everywhere....

Its figure gradually became trance and nothingness, as if it would disappear into Chaldea at any time.

"and many more!"

Roman opened his hand and wanted to grab him, but there seemed to be a space-time between them, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch a piece of Roy's clothes.

"Roman, the 'prophecy' you saw back then was true, the scene of that man being burned."

"...Even without me, the Burning of Humanity will inevitably happen. I just changed the person who carried out the ceremony. I just made the Burning of Humans, and it became a part of the ceremony I arranged. ."

"Human's wisdom is flawed after all. Even in how to divide and think, it can't take into account all aspects, and it can't be perfect, because the person's personality is there, at the bottom of the tree of life."

"...The moment you give up the wisdom of God, all this is already doomed, but you don't have to blame yourself, and all this has nothing to do with you, because you are just a human being."

"Just live happily as a human being, that's exactly what you want and expect, isn't it?"

"…"

When he saw the main body of the Demon God Pillar of Floros, Roman, the King of Solomon, already knew everything, and knew what the human body burn was.

This is the reverse application of the great ritual of magic that he created with human wisdom, just like Kabbalah and the tree of evil.