Church of Saint Selena, Holy City Thames.

Pristine chandeliers reflected the radiant warmth of the sun in a brightly decorated hall.

Basked in the sun's glory, Saintess Helen was preaching the teachings of god to the worshippers in the church.

As the lecture came to an end and the worshippers left after paying their respects, one of the priests sitting in the front row walked up to Saintess Helen.

Drawing a cross on his chest with trembling hands, the priest said with a hurried tone, "Your Holiness It has happened again"

Saintess Helen, who was about to light an extinguished candle, stopped doing so. Her brows furrowed and she turned to the priest. "How many times has it been this week?"

"This is the ninth time!" The priest had sweat dripping down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and continued, "Those devils must be exterminated at once!"

Saintess Helen closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She opened them again, her gaze softening, and said, "First focus on providing aid to the wounded, shelter to the homeless, and try to bring the situation under control."

The priest, with a saddened face, asked, "What about those devils?"

Saintess Helen shook her head. "We do not have proof that they did it. Usually, devils do not bring calamity like those. Everything that has happened is too natural to blame them."

The priest raised his eyebrows. The other priests sitting in front rows had surprise flash over their faces as well.

"Your Holiness How can a calamity occur like that without the involvement of devils?" The priest asked.

Saintess Helen shook her head. "I do not know. But it is indeed not the work of devils."

"Sigh"

The Saintess sighed as well.

She walked towards the extinguished candle and igniting a matchstick, said while lighting the candle, "In the records left by Saintess Selena A prophecy was made."

A sudden silence ensued in the room as Saintess Helen said that.

All the priests dared not to even breathe loudly.

Saintess Helen, lighting another candle present on a seven layered stand, continued, "The prophecy stated that legends never die. What was thought of as mythology would turn into reality. On the day this happens, the stars would shine so bright, even during the day they would be visible."

Saintess Helen continued to light one candle after another and explained in her gentle tone.

"As the legendary stew is made, a countdown of the world's doom would begin. The days would be numbered and eventually, not a single dust would remain."

The priests trembled hearing that.

The one standing felt his legs turn weak. They shook intensely as well, but he somehow managed to not plop down to the ground.

Saintess Helen had finished lighting all the candles present on the seven layered stand and walked in front of the priests.

Her expression barely changed, despite just talking about an ancient prophecy.

Joining her hands and closing her eyes, she said, "Grave danger awaits. It is our duty to confront it before it consumes us. All holy knights are hereby tasked with moving towards the calamity. All bishops, archbishops, and priests are to be on high alert within their respective churches. Shorten the society perimeter temporarily to have better control, and comfort the anxious worshippers. May we all pass this predicament with ease and may the Light forever grace us."

"May the Light forever grace us." The priests got up and drew crosses, then said softly.

"Glory to Saintess Selena." Saintess Helen said. "Glory to Light!"

"Glory to Saintess Selena! Glory to Light!" The priests shouted and then hastily left the church to heed the commands of Saintess Helen.

..

Around a small shepherd's village.

There were yards of sheep everywhere. It was as if a white coloured blanket was draped on the grassy fields.

Under the pleasant late afternoon sun, these sheep were munching on some quality grass on a slanted terrain.

Lith was sitting on a giant protruding rock, wearing a brown hat, a loose white shirt, brown slacks, and brown long boots.

His long silver hair cascaded down his shoulders and while chewing on some fine grass, he appeared like an divine immortal cosplaying as a cowboy.

In a literal sense, this wasn't wrong since he indeed was an immortal.

Lazing on the rock, Lith looked at the scene in front.

At a distance away from the sheep, there were people screaming and running down the slope.

Multiple boulders were following those guys and amidst the screaming group, there was even the cursed disciple of Lith

Little Shi.

As of this moment, Lith was still in the last quest's world. Ralph was still being tortured by the church people, his rescue was remaining, and there were two more mythical ingredients left to acquire.

Despite being tight on time, Lith was lazing around here.

Dennis, Miwa, and Hyunsuk were searching for Ralph and Lith could do nothing but roam around with the Jinx Shi.

In these past few days, Shi had made it very clear that he was a Jinx of the highest order.

Highest order meant there was nothing good about him. He would bring misfortune to himself and the ones around him. That's it, there was nothing elseno benefit, no rewards, no nothing.

Even a harsh tribulation would leave something once it was cleared, but Shi was not like that.

His Jinx capabilities were pure misfortunes with no rewards. If Lith tried to pursue a mythical ingredient with him, he was sure that it would be destroyed before he could even acquire them.

There was also a high chance of encountering a strong deity and getting killed by it. Lith was thus not taking any chances.

He was sticking to the human settlements and roaming around with Shi, causing their downfall.

"I have caused so many problems. I feel like a villain right now" Lith said in a neutral tone while chewing on grass.

Not a lot of humans had died. Shi's curse was strong, but with Lith's help, it was under control.

There was only the destruction of property. Lith was making all the humans flee to the main cities and have them be under one place.

This was so he could better toy with the church and not have mortal casualties.

Unnecessary killings resulted in bad karma, providence, cause and effect. It would come to bite one in the ass in future, so it was better to keep it under control.

Lith had a problem with the church in this world, not with the innocent people.

All the villainy being done was to bring the church out and for the time being, they didn't seem to be moving, so Lith could only laze around and wait for them.

His disciple Little Shi was screaming on top of his lungs and running in front of him, about to be crushed by a boulder, but Lith was unfazed.

If there was one thing about Jinxes, it was that they were an unkillable existence.

No matter how intense the misfortune was, they wouldn't die.

"AAAHHHHH! MASTER HELP! HELP! HELP!" Shi's cries rang out again from afar.

Lith continued to chew on the grass and watched him, unbothered to even lift a finger.