Stigmata was a trace of god given to users who had been acknowledged as saints. The user’s battle abilities rose enormously with La Bella’s blessing, but that wasn’t all to it.

“…Haha.” Laughter flowed out of Chi-Woo’s mouth. It wasn’t his usual laugh.

“Menial thoughts….” As he scanned his surroundings, Chi-Woo’s face looked holy and even sacred. “It’s full of trivial and meaningless thoughts. How unclean. What a corrupt place this is.”

He appeared like a holy man who had received enlightenment, and he spoke like a priest faithful to a god more than anything else. “I see. Are you all so desperate to die?”

He didn’t act like his usual self, yet Chi-Woo didn’t notice the change. His mind was occupied by only the murderous rage to cleanse the impurity before him. “Haha. Then I must do as you all wish. Let me lead you to God’s side.” A merciless, cold smile hung on Chi-Woo’s face as he activated his class ability.

[La Bella’s Bible A+++]

[La Bella’s Sanctuary A+]

Shashashashashaaaa!

A shining book opened on top of Chi-Woo’s head. Simultaneously, light bloomed like candlelight and spread out with Chi-Woo as the center. In a dark space where only negative thoughts loomed, light expanded its territory. Naturally, these dark consciousnesses didn’t stay calm. They spread out and rushed toward Chi-Woo as if it was declaring...