I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Now I Will Stand in the Sky （5）

[Close-Range Spy: Everyone, get your heads straight. Did you already forget about Atomic Rex and the Overlord of the Dead?

Wow! Malak! Wow! The Tribal Federation! They have food, supplies, and a place to live! They will defeat the demons! Let’s join them!

Why do you believe so easily? Are you idiots? Are your heads all filled with flowers?

Or have you lost your sense of reality because you’ve only been on the community forum? Do you think such a miraculous thing could easily happen in this shitty world?

I’m not saying that the person who posted about the Tribal Federation is lying.

They want everyone to cooperate and overcome this crisis… The person who posted it and the Tribal Federation might think that way.

But do you think that god named Malak really thinks that way? What if he’s just trying to lure us in for some kind of gain?

It’s even stranger that he’s willing to coexist with us so easily, knowing that we’re possessed. And we’re Paladins of the Goddess Religion, for god’s sake!

And, shit, he controls zombies! Like the Overlord of the Dead! Didn’t you read Princess Dina’s post properly?

Don’t be fooled. You’re not from here. You’re just overpowered foreigners. That Malak guy could use us as pawns and then discard us.

From the beginning, barbarians appeared as hostile NPCs in the game. The Loa they worship were also very suspicious and sinister according to the game’s lore.

And Sanz, you dare to use my work for bait?

There’s a limit to repaying kindness with enmity!

Legendary 3 Knights title is revoked. Morning Tent Erection Knight, Not a Netkama, you too!]

Is it just my imagination that the last three lines seem to be the core of this post and the reason for writing it?

Well, Close-Range Spy has a point. I wouldn’t have trusted this suspicious group right away either.

In a way, our Tribal Federation has a lot in common with the villainous groups that often appear in apocalypse stories.

Their goal is peace, they create a paradise, they worship a god, they have followers, and they gather other survivors.

This is totally a cult. Malak is an apocalyptic cult leader.

[I Trusted the Monkey Man but: Hmm. Logical.]

[Kimchi Man Die: I’m suspicious of Sanz too. Is he brainwashed by that Malak guy?]

[3Reps500: Maybe the other guys are being controlled like Reno Johnson?]

You’re starting to get suspicious. But I didn’t feel bad.

Because I achieved my goal.

From the beginning, I wasn’t trying to persuade users or elicit a positive response to the Tribal Federation.

My purpose was simply to ‘inform.’ It’s enough if people just know that this place exists.

[LuluTV: Busted for cult preaching~]

[Gubungi: Ah, I’m not going, I’m not going, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it.]

[Jet Kick: Honestly, it was suspicious from the start, right?]

[Odo Daejangbu: Ah! Malak Heaven, Hell for Non-believers! The bittersweet bait post of the followers!]

Yes. Keep laughing like that. I’ll turn that ridicule… into cheers.

You can’t have your fill on the first try.

I’ll just prove it with my actions. What the Tribal Federation and Malak are like. Even if it’s like this now, it’ll change if I keep working on their favorability.

Since I achieved my goal, let’s stop here. I left a message thanking those who helped me and turned off the community forum.

“Oh! Malak-nim! You’re awake!”

Paya, holding a towel and a water bottle, entered the altar. Ah, today was massage day.

━ Paya. How have you been?

“Yes! I believed Malak-nim would return and helped Luna with gathering!”

Gathering? Ah, she’s trying to do something with Beatrice’s magic book.

Ever since she visited Beatrice’s secret vault, Luna has been clinging to the magic book and chanting something. I was worried because her dark circles were getting worse.

“Believe, my foot. You cried like a baby saying Malak-nim wasn’t listening to your prayers.”

Rake said with a snort.

Are you trying to argue in front of me? In front of your god?

Honestly, it’s fun to watch. I didn’t stop them for a reason. I decided to just watch.

Does Rake know that I’m enjoying this? She’s acting in a way she wouldn’t normally if she was being mindful of me.

“…”

She stroked Totem No. 3 with a slight smile on her lips.

Maybe she’s just doing it because she finds it amusing.

“I, I really thought the connection was cut off then!”

“Oh, really? You were so anxious even though you boasted loudly about being Malak-nim’s first follower because he heard your prayers and descended?

I knew he was still with us, even though he was unconscious.”

Paya puffed out her red cheeks and tried to defend herself, but she was no match for Rake.

“…Chieftain Rake! We need to fix the totem, so please get away from Malak-nim!”

“It’s not Chieftain, it’s Guardian. Malak-nim’s Guardian.”

“Get out of the way!”

“I don’t want to.”

Is teasing a child that much fun? She’s only 20 years old herself.

“I’ll call Chieftain Kanto!”

“What are you going to do by calling Oppa? Make him watch you get beaten? I haven’t hit you lately.”

“Priestess Muri too!”

“…Just try calling Muri Granny.”

I watched the two of them bicker and rested.

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“H, How can a heretic like you have such power…!”

A barbarian woman coughed up blood and collapsed.

She was a large, muscular woman with brown fur growing on her body like a beastman.

“Avatar of Udan. You are insignificant.”

A Paladin, adorned with horrifying figures and wielding a sword drenched in red aura, approached her.

It was Karon, the greatest barbarian priest of all time, now known as the Overlord of the Dead.

The woman, called the Avatar of Udan, looked around with despair in her eyes.

Her tribe members were all zombies, emitting red light from their eyes, and a giant stingray demon was flying above, looking down at her.

Not to mention the zombie demon army standing silently behind Karon. No matter how she looked, there was no way out.

She crouched down, trying to get back up, but it was a futile resistance.

Thud!

“Ugh!”

A Paladin, whose soul had been stolen by Karon, stabbed her in the back. His sword, imbued with divine power, made her body ache.

“Did Udan, that foolish beast, tell you to kill me?”

Karon asked calmly, standing before the woman who was kneeling and bleeding profusely.

“…I have nothing to say to a filthy apostate. Just kill me.”

“Is that so? It doesn’t matter.”

Karon reached out and grabbed her head. The red aura emanating from his body seeped into her head.

“U, Aaagh!”

The woman screamed in agony, but Karon didn’t stop, continuing to pour his aura into her.

“Ah… The Loa are starting to act. There are more of you besides her.”

Her memories flashed before Karon’s eyes. It was a subtle spell that read memories.

“Cowards, they don’t show up themselves. Did they not have the same resolve as Malak?”

Karon smiled sinisterly.

“Ugh, Uaaaah…! Umph!”

“Foolish bear, I will take your Avatar.”

Karon covered the mouth of the woman, who was screaming with a distorted face in pain, and continued to pour in the red aura.

Karon could see her soul, gradually collapsing as it was consumed by the red aura. It was a sight that only those with spiritual sight could see.

At that moment, with a sizzling sound, black smoke appeared out of thin air. The black smoke clung tightly to the woman’s soul, as if refusing to let it be taken.

“Udan… I see you.”

Karon’s gaze was directed beyond the black smoke, towards the crack in the spiritual world that had torn through reality. It was the dimension where the Loa resided.

Woo woo…

The eyes of a divine being flashed from the crack. It was a gaze that would make ordinary people faint upon seeing it.

“Did you think I was just sleeping for hundreds of years?”

The red aura that emanated from Karon’s body once again slashed at the woman’s soul. Her soul was obliterated, and the protection of the god she served was powerless.

“Did you think… that you had no means to harm us?”

The ominous figures that flickered on Karon’s back moved. They grabbed the black aura and pulled it.

Woo woo…

The eyes of the immortal being residing in another dimension wavered. The black aura grew thicker, confronting the ominous figures in a stalemate.

Karon, engaged in a power struggle, spoke again.

“As expected, it’s not possible yet. But it’s only a matter of time.”

Karon’s gaze briefly lingered on the demon zombies.

“You are no different from them. Constantly seeking worshippers, exploiting them.”

Woo woo…

“Weak beasts who cannot stand on their own. Just wait a little longer.”

Karon’s red eyes, once again facing the divine being, gleamed with madness.

“I will surely… annihilate all of you.”

Woo woo…

Finally, the black aura, completely free from the red aura, quickly retreated. With a strange sound, the crack between reality and the spiritual world closed.

“Then, I’ll ask.”

Karon, who had been watching the crack close until the very end, slowly turned around.

“What kind of rat are you?”

As Karon gestured, a white curtain created by magic lifted, revealing the beings that had been hiding between the ridges. It was one woman and three monsters.

Unbeknownst to Karon, the three monsters were an improved version of what the community users called ‘Atomic Rex.’

The woman, with snake-like vertical pupils, opened her mouth.

“I am Jay, the Chief Researcher of the Evolutionist School. I am currently leading the Evolutionist School.”