This Holy Knight is So Despicable!

To be a person who does what they say! That was once Lette's dream!

However, as he gained a deeper understanding of the world and life, Lette knew that many things were not as simple as he thought.

Gradually, too many of his persistence and dreams were deeply buried in his heart.

The moment Sin Light was born, it reflected into the deepest part of his soul, and those things that were sealed away merged with Sin Light like beasts released from their cages, taking their current form.

First Radiance Crimson is the youthful ardor, and the indignation towards the injustices of the world.

Fifth Radiance Deep Blue is the coldness of the present world, a frigidity that can freeze everything.

Ultimate Radiance Ink Dye is the final black and ink, a cross out, and the desire to redefine.

And Sixth Radiance Cui Yu is Lette's once-small dream of being a man of his word.

"If I say I'll blow your head, I'll blow your head. As long as you have a head, I'll keep blowing!"

Lette came out with Longbow Cuiyu, pointed at the Suffering Demon in the sky, his eyes filled with cold killing intent.

"Want to grow it back? I'll blow it up again if you do!"

Because his head kept exploding, the Suffering Demon was unable to respond to Lette.

In the end, he simply abandoned regenerating his skull and instead regenerated his vital organs in other parts of his body, then charged with the Demon Steel Fork.

Seeing this, Lette gave a flick of Cui Yu in his hand, transforming it into the initial shape of the Holy Sword, clashing with the Suffering Demon.

"What, you're anxious now? Speak up then!"

The Suffering Demon was so furious that his teeth itched; he directly tore open a crack on his belly, converting it into a mouth.

"I will not let you go! Holy Sin Wright, once you reveal yourself, other apostles of the Gate of Truth will lock onto your position and come to besiege you together!

You might be powerful, but don't forget! In the end, you're just one person!

With so many apostles, you will undoubtedly fall here today!"

"Hahaha, whether I fall or not doesn't concern you, but you certainly won't be able to run away."

Lette's voice was full of allure: "Think carefully about the faces of your comrades, poor Mr. King of Demons.

If you were one of them and heard about a life-and-death battle between another apostle and me, would you choose to save him?

No! You wouldn't!

Perhaps the siege you speak of truly exists, but they definitely won't lend a hand to save you.

They'll wait for you to exhaust every effort, causing me some damage before they even begin their siege plan.

After all, from a rational analysis, this has a higher success rate and poses less risk to them.

You are apostles of the Gate of Truth; your thoughts aren't hard to guess.

I bet you know better than I do whether things will unfold as I said."

The King of Suffering hesitated for a moment and then fell silent.

Because he knew that Lette was right.

If their positions were reversed, he too would consider it a high-return, low-risk strategy, without even a hint of guilt.

After all, they're all believers in Truth, devoid of such useless emotions.

Thinking of this, the Suffering Demon couldn't help but feel sorrow overcome him.

"Even if it means dying, I won't let you have it easy!"

Although the Suffering Demon shouted this, he had no intention of fighting Lette to the death.

He began to stall for time, his purpose clear—to wait for other Truth Apostles to arrive and find a way to entice them into action so he could escape.

After escaping this ordeal, he would no longer want to be an apostle of the Gate of Truth.

Even though it had great benefits, he simply couldn't handle it anymore.

Unfortunately, Lette didn't intend to let him go just like that.

"You know something? My concept is Emergence."

"Of course, I know!"

"But did you know that the effects of Emergence also apply to my opponents?"

Lette's smile grew wickedly: "In other words, the stronger my opponents, the stronger I become.

If my opponents are many and strong, then I too will become incredibly powerful.

So, here's the problem.

Do you still think that your plan of having several apostles and conceptual level strongmen besiege me has any feasibility?"

After hearing Lette's words, the King of Suffering broke out in a cold sweat all over.

He had indeed seen similar hypotheses in Lette's profile before, but since no one had been able to directly prove that Lette indeed possessed this ability effect, it was classified as a suspected ability.

Normally, such terrifying and overpowered abilities must be focal points for everyone to be wary of.

Yet, ironically, almost nobody in the entire Gate of Truth paid attention to this.

The reason was simple: Lette's confirmed abilities were too numerous.

Just researching his confirmed cards kept everyone too busy to focus on suspected abilities, especially when the ability seemed so absurd!

Everyone in the Gate of Truth are believers, how could they believe such a crazy thing?

But now, as Lette said it himself, the Suffering Demon knew he was doomed.

If this line of reasoning held true, the situation Lette most wanted was fighting many opponents single-handedly, allowing his individual power to accumulate terrifyingly!

In contrast, one-on-one scenarios provide him the least enhancement.

Yet his inherent strength was already formidable, even without this ability, very few in the Gate of Truth could gain the upper hand against him in a straight fight.

Can't beat him solo, let alone in a group fight!

The Suffering Demon was pained at the thought of this, even though his head was pressed up against his stomach now.

"Embrace of Suffering!"

The Happy Demon suddenly turned into a shadow, diving directly into Lette's shadow, intertwining with it.

Immediately, countless pains converged, pouring into Lette's body along with the shadow.

The Suffering Demon originally intended to use this trump-card technique to drag Lette into an endless illusion realm of suffering.

Although it might not cause substantial harm, it could at least help him delay this nemesis for a while.

In this way, he could seize the opportunity and escape.

As a conceptual level strongman, there was still a high chance of survival if he set his mind on fleeing.

Just as the Suffering Demon contemplated how to escape, he looked up to find Lette smiling at him.

He didn't have the slightest look of having his heart corroded by suffering.

"No! Impossible! Even if you're a conceptual level strongman, you should still be affected! This targets the Divine Soul directly and uses a conceptual level ability."

Lette ignored him and continued: "Unexpectedly, you're a Shadow Demon of the Shadow Prison. You're quite a rare species, pretending to be a War Demon from the War Prison so well!

But it ends here, because I sense your companions are nearing.

I have an appointment at a banquet to attend, so I won't idle away with you.

Right here, using your favorite suffering, I'll end you."