Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil-Chapter 1979: Don’t Move Too Much

Not yet. Not yet, damn it.

God Raashim screamed in his heart.

Even without his God Origin, he wasn't finished.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment. The space around him shivered as he drew in the highest caliber of ambient mana. He didn't chant a spell. He didn't call upon an element. He didn't even raise his hand.

He simply thought.

One word.

Push.

That was all.

It was intent-based magic in its purest form—beyond S-Rank, beyond form and function. A raw command from the mind of a freshly former god.

His intent: to push Eren away with so much force that it would kill him instantly.

There was nothing Eren could do. No shield would work. No Skill could counter it. Even Thalisa couldn't help—she was too busy securing the stolen God Origin. As such, she secured the God Origin with both her hands and quickly distanced herself from the altar.

The blast of divine will raced toward Eren. But someone else moved first.

Reen. She didn't hesitate. She didn't speak.

She simply stepped between Eren and the invisible force and took the hit directly.

The moment it touched her, Reen's body shifted. She turned into a humanoid blob of translucent slime. Her form twisted and stretched under the pressure. And then, like a rubber band snapping, she was flung off the altar like a shooting star.

Her body splattered across the ground near the outer edge of the formation, right next to a pile of lifeless sacrificial followers. The blast had torn through her entirely.

Eren saw it all. He didn't flinch, but his fingers clenched into fists.

He knew this would happen. He had planned for it. That's why he brought two Artifact Spirits with him.

He knew that only an Immortal could handle an Immortal's power. Even though Reen hadn't reached her full potential, she was still a genuine Immortal Artifact Spirit. She had that one important qualification.

Eren had asked her to be ready for Raashim's counterattack. And she had done exactly what he expected of her.

Still, watching her get blasted away stirred something sharp inside him.

He knew Reen was safe. She might have been severely injured, but it wasn't life-threatening for someone like her.

He took a deep breath and pushed the emotions down. There was no time to lose control.

His hair turned white as his Elder Ichor bloodline awakened. His eyes glowed with demonic blue light.

And then, he moved.

Without a single word, Eren activated all seven of his Sin Series Domains. Each one was no larger than the palm of his hand. He placed them carefully—directly inside Raashim's weakening Spirit Body.

Inside Raashim's chest, the domains bloomed like cursed flowers, full of sin and corruption. Unless one had demonic heritage, these domains were dangerously corrosive—eating away at souls and Spirit Bodies alike.

Raashim gasped as the power began to erode him. The divine writings etched into his soul—the Immortal Writ—started to crumble. The body that once held his immortality began to fall apart, bit by bit.

But it wasn't just his body that was breaking. His mind trembled too.

The seven domains weren't just meant to cause physical damage. They were opening a gateway to something worse—corruption of the mind and Soul Space.

At their core, demons were born from soul filth. So when Eren opened a path to that endless filth inside Raashim's mind, it overwhelmed him.

If it had been any other day, this wouldn't have affected God Raashim. His Immortal soul was strong enough to ignore the effects of the Sin Series Domains—even if he had willingly exposed himself to them.

But this was not any other day.

Raashim's God Origin was gone. He was under dual suppression—by Labh Salem's World Will and by Eren's pseudo Immortal Domain. In his current state, his mind was even weaker than most S-Rank entities in Labh Salem.

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But this was not all. Eren was trying to twist Raashim. To make him into something else—something demonic.

Of course, Eren wasn't yet strong enough to fully convert an Immortal like Raashim into a loyal fiend. Even at his weakest, Raashim still had a soul that had once been baptized by Immortality. Turning him completely was far beyond Eren's current ability.

But Eren didn't need to succeed.

He didn't want to finish the conversion. He only needed to start it.

Even an attempt was enough to trigger instability—to buy time.

The process alone would weaken the dying god further.

Opening all seven Sin Series Domains flooded Raashim's mind with confusion, hate, fear, and all the darkest emotions born from the sins.

With that came hesitation, doubt, and panic. And that was all Eren needed.

***

Time seemed to have slowed down a lot. Every second felt like an hour.

God Raashim burned with fury.

His Spirit Body, once made of divine energy, was now changing.

Under the dual suppression from Labh Salem's World Will and Eren's pseudo Immortal Domain, his form was breaking down—slowly turning into a body of blood and flesh.

His Immortal Writ was being erased, piece by piece.

Raashim's eyes glowed with rage. Without lifting a hand or chanting a word, he summoned the Elemental Attainments of water. They responded instantly, rising like a giant tide all around him.

In the next moment, the wave collapsed into hundreds—no, thousands—of thin, silvery blades. Each blade curved in an arc, like the sickles of death.

They shot toward Eren like a swarm of locusts.

The air shrieked as they moved, tearing through everything in their path.

Eren smiled—a wide, wicked smile that showed his sharp teeth. Blood covered his face, but his grip didn't loosen.

Instead of stepping back, he wrapped his arms even tighter around Raashim from behind. His fingers dug into the god's neck like claws.

The butcher's height increased, and his chin rested on Raashim's bare shoulder. It was odd feeling for a male assassin to kill his male target by hugging him from behind.

He never thought he'd have to get this close to a male god while killing him. But some sacrifices were necessary. He couldn't hesitate just because his target has same set of equipement as his.

Assassins had to commit fully to their roles by hardening their resolve.

At that moment, Eren had only one sincere request to make to God Raashim.

Don't move too much.