Killing them and converting the Authorities obtained into points would absolutely not be a small number.
If it were only that, he would never be this confident.
After all—
Wuxia King: "You're trying to say you have more Authorities than I do?"
The Oldest Godslayer: "I cannot reclaim my Authorities, but every Heretic God from here on out will be prey for me to reclaim."
The Oldest Godslayer: "And even if you hunt down the Heretic Gods that appear in the memory replicas, that still doesn't put you on par with me."
The Oldest Godslayer: "Luo Hao, you and I are not the same."
The Oldest Godslayer: "Your pride will not allow you to summon Heretic Gods. You will only passively wait for their descent."
The Oldest Godslayer: "That is the greatest difference between you and me."
The Oldest Godslayer: "If I lack divine relics, I'll search for them—or seize them. If shrine maidens are too few, I'll plunder more and force others to hand them over. I won't care how many casualties the process causes. I care only about results."
The Oldest Godslayer: "In the past I still considered those nations that had Godslayers, but now? Heh."
The Oldest Godslayer: "No one can obstruct my resolve to become stronger."
The Oldest Godslayer: "As for Huaxia, I'll show respect to you and to the group owner. Even if our worlds differ, I will not make a move."
The Oldest Godslayer: "In the future, you will do nothing but watch my back."
What set Marquis Voban apart from the other Godslayers more than anything else was that there was no one capable of restraining him.
Acting as he pleased, taking delight in slaying gods—this was his defining trait.
For the sake of growing stronger, he could act with utter abandon.
Especially now, having seen the possibility of breaking through the Godslayer rank!
His greed toward the Heretic Gods, already intense, became only more frenzied.
The reason he had first set his sights on the island nation was mainly that it had no Godslayer. That did not mean he feared the Godslayers of other countries; he had simply found it troublesome and time-consuming.
Now, it wasn't just the island nation. He would spare no country other than Huaxia.
A little trouble—did he truly lack the means to resolve it?
Luo Hao's personality made it inevitable that she would not do such things. This was also why he was certain he would break past the Godslayer rank faster than she would.
So long as he surpassed Luo Hao this once, then in the future, Luo Hao would be left looking only at his back.
Fall behind by a single step, and you fall behind by every step.
Luo Hao read Marquis Voban's statements and said nothing.
Just as he had said, she almost never took the initiative to summon Heretic Gods.
First, because the ritual to summon a Heretic God, if handled with the slightest carelessness, would bring casualties upon the shrine maidens. That was the first point.
And there was another: once she realized that continuing to slay gods would not make her stronger, she lost interest in slaying them.
Even now, when converting those Authorities into a vast number of points might give her more opportunities to break the Godslayer shackles, she still would not change.
As a king, she had her own distinctive character—so in the past, and so in the future.
She would not change her behavior because of anyone's words.
If she acted like Marquis Voban, could she still be Hierarch Luo Hao?
Hierarch Luo Hao's lips curved slightly. How very interesting.
Surpass her?
If you can do it, then go right ahead, Voban.
Unlike you, who places great weight on your Authorities and cannot bear to part with the ones you know and possess,
for me, from beginning to end they have been nothing more than tools of battle.
If discarding them could make a new path branch from the road I have already taken to its limit, I would not hesitate.
The others in the chat group read Marquis Voban's words and likewise responded with silence.
Those who understood the Godslayers had a deep grasp of what he meant. Even if they disapproved of his behavior, they had no standing to denounce him.
A Godslayer is not a being that can be regulated by morality or law.
They already stand above the rules.
Doing as they please, with no restraints.
They cannot even be defined as "human" any longer.
The original text's terms for them underscored this point beyond doubt:
Campione—Godslayer—is a Tyrant.
Because he has slain the gods of heaven and seized the supreme divine powers they held.
Campione—Godslayer—is a King.
Because he commands the Authorities stolen through god-slaying and, by them, rules over the mortals of the earth.
Campione—Godslayer—is a Demon King.
Because among the mortals who live upon this world, none possesses power to contend with him!
Such are the Godslayers—existences who stand above all living things in the Godslayer world.
This was a chat group. Every member came from a different world, each with a different identity.
Angel, demon, elf, human…
They held different beliefs, different laws, different moralities, different customs; thus, they could not demand that people from other worlds abide by the standards of their own.
Because Marquis Voban was willing to show the group owner respect, he would refrain from acting against Huaxia in that world.
But the other nations…
Would Voban show them any courtesy?
Did Tony Stark's demonstrated abilities merit his regard?
Would the Kabuto form that Tendou Souji transformed into make Voban hold back?
Even if they were stronger than Voban, what of it? To travel to another world required the original world's group member to consent.
What means did they have to stop Voban?
Child of Nature: "Protect your own world yourselves."
Child of Nature: "If you cannot even safeguard the lives in your own world, what right do you have to presume to change another?"
—Ultraman Tiga World.
Daigo Madoka took the Spark Lens from his breast pocket. He looked at it for a long time, saying nothing.
Precisely because he now knew what other worlds were like, he should all the more guard his own.
Peace was truly too precious a thing.
—Jackie Chan Adventures World.
Having won his battle against Uchiha Madara, the Holy Lord curled his lip in a smile of disdain, then turned his gaze to the chat group.
His eyes finally settled on Marquis Voban.
"They're only a few shrine maidens."
In wars between any nations in the real world, the dead are never so few.
If human wars claim such numbers, then how much more so when humans face a Heretic God—whom most people aren't even qualified to see?
They can only foolishly treat it as a natural disaster.
From a certain perspective, Voban's slaying of Heretic Gods is a good thing for humankind.
As for the chance that the ritual might cause shrine maidens to die?
Those numbers are far too small—so small the Holy Lord could not even be bothered to spare them a glance.
If the deaths of those few shrine maidens could buy peace for the many, would not many people accept that trade?
After all, it isn't their own lives being spent.
The strong must have their privileges. Even when it comes to "keeping rules," such rules should be defined by those of equal or greater standing—not by a swarm of ants.
What strong man would follow the rules set by "ants"?
The Holy Lord let out two cold laughs.
(End of this chapter)