I Became a Soul Eater

The second Nergal Fragment was not far away. It was a small town a little off the road I had passed. The road the unknown girl had passed was not only there, but the contagious disease that had occurred there was spreading and contagious everywhere.

There were fragments of other Nergal in the small village where the plague spread. It was a young man in his early 30s. At a glance, it was clear that he was a fragment of Nergal.

Unlike the girls, he had a normal size of soul. But it was never normal. The pure white soul was the first thing millions of people had ever seen.

I hadn’t met her, but I thought that a saint or a saint would be such a pure white soul. So, is this person a saint? Anyway, since Nergal is also a god, I think it could be considered a saint.

At first, I tried to get rid of it as soon as I saw it and go back to Ctula. But he was treating people now. It’s not like they’re practicing medicine, and they’re not using divine power like priests.

Literally like a fraudster, if you touch people’s bodies, you will be healed. Nergal was said to be the god of disease and healing. If the girl had the power of disease, this man seemed to have the power of healing.

He was just treating people. No payment was received. The image of healing people in pain with a subtle smile seemed like a scene from a myth.

I’m in conflict. Should I kill this guy and retrieve the fragments? Could I just leave it a little longer? This healing is definitely the power of Nergal, but will this have a bad effect on the world?

After thinking about it, I decided to watch it a little longer. The man healed all the villagers and moved on to the next village. It was the same there.

He just healed the suffering people without any cost. On the contrary, they provided this and that to livelihoods where there were no people who received help. The man took only enough food to satisfy his hunger and returned the rest.

Then it was a small town. A little has changed since here. Among those who were helped by him, a group of people followed him.

There were many different types of people in the group. The person who really decided to follow him to pay off his life debt, the person who followed him to take advantage of him, the person who just followed without thinking.

But the man neither wanted nor ordered anything from them. I just let everyone do what they wanted to do.

Some wanted money from people receiving treatment, while others stopped it, and in an instant, the crowd of followers fell into chaos.

Even in the midst of that, the man just gave hope to the people who came to him with words and healed them with his power.

After passing through several cities and villages, the group of followers grew larger and more organized. After several great fights, the leader of the group of followers was a man with a background as a high-ranking knight.

He was half a man. I sincerely thank the man and follow him, but on the other hand, I was trying to use it to my advantage and intelligently increase his reputation.

A few followers came and told him about it, but the man said nothing to the group of followers. He was still the same as when I first saw him.

By the time they traveled all over the kingdom and almost eradicated the plague that started from the girl, the group of followers had become a fairly large group.

The number exceeded 10,000, and the armed group alone was not negligible. Of course, it also had the economic power to feed 10,000 people.

They called themselves the Church of Jenus, following Saint Seiya. Now, even in the Kingdom of Baikal, it has become a force that has become a force that cannot be dared to touch.

So far, I haven’t done anything and followed Seiya and thought about it dozens of times. Is it right to kill this person? If so, when should I do it?

His actions were truly saints themselves, as guaranteed by his pure white soul. There was nothing in the world that would harm him. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel stuffy because he was so kind. It couldn’t be blamed on him.

He thought many times about killing not Seiya, but only those who had bad thoughts among his followers.

After a little more time passed, things finally broke out when the Church of Jenus finally settled down in a corner of the kingdom and officially declared it a holy place.

Originally, the religion is one throughout the eastern and western continents. It is a Divinity Church that serves the one and only God, Junon. Historically, there have been many occasions when other religions have arisen like the Jenus Church. But not now.

“Slay the heretics!”

This is because the Church of Divinity handles it like this. Three of the five heretic judges who were normally scattered across the continent gathered here. 300 Holy Knights led by them, 500 battle priests, and 3,000 religious soldiers are together.

If the power of the Jenus Church is a power that cannot be easily touched in the kingdom, then the power of the Divinity Church gathered here is enough to overthrow the kingdom.

The three heretic judges who came here are all master-level knights. The 300 members of the Holy Knights are all high-ranking knights. This alone is equivalent to the strength of a decent country.

They began mercilessly slaughtering the followers of the Jenus Church in the name of God. There was some resistance, but it was too weak in front of the force of three master-class knights.

More than 8,000 of the 10,000 believers were massacred without leaving the spot. The rest scattered and managed to escape.

Saint Seiya also died here. Even at the moment when the heretic judge slit his head, he did not avoid it and was smiling.

Absorbed Nergal fragments and Seiya’s soul. Just like last time, great power flowed into me. But I didn’t lose my mind.

Thus, the mission was accomplished. The end of the mission was known by the disappearance of the power of Ctula, which appeared like a compass in front of his eyes.

I actually liked Seiya quite a bit. So, I just followed him without doing anything. If nothing had happened, he might have followed Seiya until he died of natural causes.

The Jenus Church, the force that followed him, did not like it. I also thought that the new religion itself might be a bad influence of Nergal’s power on the world.

Seiya’s death may have been prevented. No, it would have been possible if I had put my mind to it. but didn’t stop That doesn’t mean I won’t avenge Seiya’s death.

[These fanatics]

He didn’t like the Jenus Church, but they were basically the ones Seiya cured from dying from the plague.

Of course, there are far more people Seiya couldn’t save. Hundreds of thousands, maybe millions, would have died. But while Seiya struggled to heal and save even a few more people, the Divinity Church, which did almost nothing, perpetrated the massacre.

[die]

I used the power I didn’t even have to use it much. He used the power he had obtained by absorbing Nergal’s fragments against the three heretic judges gathered in front of Seiya.

“Suck!”

“Ugh!”

“Oops!”

The three heretic judges groaned almost simultaneously and sat down. Since he is a master-class soldier, he won’t die so easily. But the dozens of diseases I’ve given them will eat away at their bodies bit by bit. I don’t know if it will be cured with divine power or not, but I didn’t want to even think about that.

I too lost my strength and shrank. The power used for the authority was very great. The forces of the Divinity Church withdrew, whether it was because they felt there was no need to wipe out the remnants of the Jenus Church or because of the health of the Heretic Judges.

After resting for a day or so and regaining some strength, I started searching around. There was still work to be done. It was not difficult to find the remnants of the Jenus Church that had fled.

Even if many died, it was more than a thousand people. I found the one who first ran away from the scene of the massacre yesterday. It was the archbishop of the Jenus Church, a former high-ranking knight.

He was the first to run away when the Divinity Church attacked yesterday. And even then, he was trying to do something else by gathering the Jenus followers who had just run away.

[You die too]

My authority fell upon him. It’s not as strong as it was given to the Heretic Judges. It’s not even an epidemic. It’s just a disease of rotting hands and feet.

It could be rambling, or it could just be the whim of a mad soul or the venting of anger. Anyway, what I want to do is done. The mission has been completed, and now there is only one thing left to do.

I thought so, but I couldn’t go back. Half way through, I had to stop.

[What is this? Is it the end of the world?]

It was such a sight to think about. A huge number of people, probably tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, were moving. But there is no soul. A human being without a soul. And they couldn’t be seen as human. They were things that moved even when only decaying flesh or bones remained.

Undead, hundreds of thousands of undead were attacking like waves and destroying everything in the world.

[Could it be that the effect of the fragments of Nergal is this great?]

Of course, the undead can’t harm me. I can’t stop this either. Dozens of them might do something. But hundreds of thousands. It could have been more than what the eyes could see.

I flew a little higher and tried to find out why there were so many undead. There are several reasons why undead exist. However, in conclusion, it is black magic.

But is there a black magician who can create such a huge number of undead? At least not in history. Even the lich, who had studied only the undead for hundreds of years, seemed difficult.

That’s how I found the center of the undead. I thought that there must be a culprit at the center of this situation. After searching the sea of millions of undead for several days, I finally found it.

Among the undead, the most powerful entities surrounded it as if escorting it, and in the center of it, a figure who looked like a warlock was riding on a huge palanquin held by the undead.

Richie wasn’t. However, it was a soul of enormous size even at a glance from a distance. And a golden light shone from his soul. It’s the same type as me and the Demon Beast King. It is a soul that has received the power of God. There was something embedded in the soul.

[Why didn’t you collect all the fragments of Nergal?]

Then the black magician’s gaze turned upward. And it turned towards me who was looking down from the distant sky. Clearly, those eyes were on me. It seems I had a situation similar to this one day.

“Are you that soul then?”

look at me and pretend to know me Examining the black magician’s face, I remembered.

[Viscount Jimnus Klagel?]

A black magician who ran away after being discovered by me while conducting human experiments in the royal capital of Venus. Of course, I ran away first. This time is no different. I started running away with all my might.

“You won’t be able to escape this time.”

I heard the black magician’s words from behind, but I didn’t care. I am stronger than I was then. At the same time, an incredibly strong force began to pull me.

[aaa!]

I was doing my best, but little by little my body was pulled back. What if I get caught by that black magician? I don’t even want to imagine. I decided to use the number of spleen.

[Teleport!]

I didn’t learn only subspace with Inclonius’ magic book. He must have learned the space movement magic as well. It’s usually useless, but I didn’t know I could use it like this.

The sight blinks. I used space travel magic over and over again. In an instant, they spread a distance of more than 100 meters. Spirit power is quickly cut off. However, he succeeded in escaping from Viscount Jimnus Klagel.

[Let’s see! The black magician!]

While running away, he shouted lines that a third-class villain would do. It’s okay to say there’s no scary person for people who want to see it. Because I am not a person, but a soul.