After a while—more precisely, not too long, perhaps only about ten minutes—Aslan ended the trial.
He casually clapped his hands. The ancient heroes he created turned back into sheets of paper—flying back into the book in his hand.
"Alright, trial over. You've all greatly disappointed me. Ten minutes—and not one passed."
Aslan shook his head disgustedly—his gaze not on the Hero Faction members.
Hearing that—everyone showed angry expressions—but none refuted.
All lay on the ground covered in wounds—panting—lacking even strength to respond.
Their only thought: curse. Was this a trial? Were these opponents humans could fight?
Which of Aslan's summons matched their power? At least one level higher.
Hero Faction's strength wasn't weak—inheriting ancient heroes' souls—at least High-Class Devil power—true. But why send Devil King-class opponents?
Devil King-class—fight with what?
Devil King-class—in Little Garden standards—ordinary Five-Digit—equivalent to Shirayuki-hime.
Only Dragon God-class reached Four-Digit.
If Aslan hadn't stopped early—they wouldn't just lie panting—but stop breathing.
"However—considering your birthplace like this—I won't demand too much."
Aslan held his chin—slightly nodded. Though he deliberately controlled power—they averaged ten minutes. Decent—still usable.
"So—who among you still objects to my leadership of Khaos Brigade next?"
He changed topic—narrowed eyes—stared at kneeling prostrating Old Devil King Faction—Nilrem—Qlippoth.
Of course—also Hero Faction—Khaos Brigade's hardest bone.
After long—no answer. Aslan nodded satisfied—pinched Ophis' small face.
"Very good—seems no one objects."
Who dared object?
He killed Rizevim—one of Three Transcendent Devils with Sacred Gear Canceller—in one strike—easily summoned horde of Devil King-class existences.
Moreover—former leader Ophis didn't object. How dare they?
Even openly claiming top ten strongest in world—few would say no.
Aslan looked around—clapped. Instantly—everyone back in church.
Hero Faction's severe wounds instantly healed—as if eternal frozen land transfer mere illusion.
No—not illusion!
Cao Cao touched faintly aching stomach—clearly realized power gap with Aslan.
He also discarded small intent to contact Indra. So-called Hero Faction actually Indra's private army in Khaos Brigade.
He—even after awakening Sacred Gear—found by Sun Wukong—reported to Indra—became Indra-nurtured hero.
In this world Sun Wukong actually Indra's subordinate. Funny.
Indra peer persecution +1 again.
Currently—Aslan placed Ophis aside—wore linen priest robes—hung cracked cross pendant on chest—held Bible.
Holy light and white doves flying who-knows-when—further showed divine holiness.
Now—this church no longer Khaos Brigade headquarters—but holy church of Jesus' second coming.
Jeanne saw Jesus standing church center—couldn't help folding hands praying.
(Lord—have You truly descended?)
Jeanne's eyes showed slight fanaticism.
But present devils felt uncomfortable. Strong holy light power nearly took their lives.
"Brothers and sisters—don't you think there are too many heresies in this world now?"
Aslan spread arms—shouted passionately—as if stirring present people's emotions.
But everyone could only frown. Perhaps—those present were the greatest heretics?
And—Leader—if you don't restrain that Holy Light soon—Khaos Brigade devils will be killed by you.
"Thus—Khaos Brigade's goal: eradicate all heresies—spread God's Light worldwide."
"Then unite all unifiable forces—to save the world—face possible EXE world invasion in thirty years."
If causing trouble—Aslan always liked doing it grandly.
Walk Earth as Holy Son—place entire world under Christianity—make all believers.
Gather world's power to fight soon-invading EXE world.
This way—he could try fixing Truth [Miracle] while Little Garden's Central Core observes and determines achievements.
After all—broken Truth [Miracle] like that—truly too wasteful.
As for this world's gods—since Christianity acknowledges One God—all other gods reduced to demons.
Perfect way achieving his and Algol's goals simultaneously.
Currently—after Aslan finished words—Jeanne suddenly stood—raised Holy Sword she created flag-like.
She loudly responded to Aslan.
"Eradicate heresies—spread God's Light worldwide!!"
Instantly—Jeanne's words ignited entire church atmosphere.
All Khaos Brigade members stood—shouted loudly.
"Eradicate heresies—spread God's Light worldwide!!"
"Eradicate heresies—spread God's Light worldwide!!"
Even Khaos Brigade devils and fallen angels couldn't help shouting. Moment unexpectedly harmonious.
But unlike church fanatic Jeanne—Cao Cao's focus truly different.
Jeanne focused on Holy Son Jesus spreading God's Light worldwide. What church and fanatics like them most anticipated.
Cao Cao focused on Aslan's second sentence: save the world—face EXE world invasion in thirty years!
For Hero Faction determined surpassing ancestors' achievements—this truly excited them.
What meaning challenging various mythologies? What more thrilling than saving world from other-world invaders?
Hero Faction members ultimately just youths. In passion surge—easily drawn by Aslan.
After long—fanatic followers finally stopped shouting. Cao Cao stood—asked very excitedly.
"What you said about saving the world—is it true?"
Aslan smiled.
"Of course true. EXE world is where Machine Evil Gods and Spirit Gods conflict. Machine Evil Gods invaded and destroyed many worlds past—next target Earth."
"In future I saw—EXE Evil God in dimensional gap directly beheaded Great Red."
Aslan didn't hide—directly said known info. Only sufficient urgency—his world expedition and conquest pace faster.
Saying that—Aslan pinched Ophis' small face. Slightly guilty Ophis gripped Aslan's clothes hem.
"We're cooperating. You help me defeat Great Red—and help expel that Evil God."
Ophis didn't understand—why so many issues just to sleep back in dimensional gap?
Great Red expelled her—enough. But stronger existence also targeting gap.
She didn't care if Earth attacked. Only cared why outsiders always came to her gap.
She hated others entering her gap.
That was her home.
Hearing that—Aslan glanced at Ophis—smiled shook head.
"But I only promised help expel Great Red."
"You lied—you clearly said I help awaken someone—you help me reclaim dimensional gap."
Ophis puffed small face angrily—said to Aslan.
Unprecedented—Ophis expressed such strong emotion—spoke such long sentence.
Aslan stared—faint smile in eyes.
Seems this Infinite Cute Dragon not that simple. Could even exploit wording loophole when Aslan spoke.
Of course—Aslan felt more sudden intelligence from over-worrying about gap.
"You promised me—can't break promise."
Ophis said very guiltily.
"Fine fine—I promised—but Evil God power too strong. Your reward helping awaken someone definitely insufficient."
Aslan changed topic—started fair trade talk with Ophis.
Ophis startled—said confusedly.
"Then what else do you want?"
Aslan held chin—observed Ophis up down.
"I want you."
Ophis shook head—firmly refused.
"No—I want return home."
She only wanted back to dimensional gap—maintain silence.
"I can bring your home too."
Aslan grinned—said quite confidently.
As Planeswalker—he could cut entire dimensional gap—make land card—carry anywhere.
Ophis stunned—showed puzzled expression.
"I just want back home?"
Her brain slightly overloaded. Bringing home along seemed possible? And prevent others occupying?
After long—Ophis nodded.
"As long as you help reclaim home—I'll be yours."
"Good."
Aslan smiled happily. As expected—innocent dragon like Ophis easiest to persuade.
Look—she sold herself—but still helped count money.
Sin—truly too sinful.