Exiled at the Start? Don't Blame Me for Sweeping Across the Gods

The burning pain in his right eye has not yet dissipated, and the carriage of exile is already heading towards the place abandoned by God. There is no mercy from the Holy Light here, only the aberrant creatures that breed with carrion, and the whispers of the evil gods twinkling under the sky of eternal night. As the son of an imperial earl, Lin Luo should have inherited the title at the age of eighteen. Until his stepmother lifted up the velvet cloth of his father's statue and let the blood and tears testify against his "crime of patricide"; until he saw the tentacles under the black robe of the judge and the squirming compound eyes under the crow mask of the jury; in the cellar of the altar of the saint, four sarcophagi sealed the authority that was supposed to protect the world... It turns out that under the so-called holy light of God the Father's mercy, the four Saintess churches have long since turned into carrion that eats all living beings. "Exile to the Land Abandoned by God?" Lin Luo wiped the blood from his right eye. This restricted area declared by the church as the "Land Abandoned by God" is the only pure land that has not been contaminated by lies. The saint's coat of arms dug out from the bones of the rotten wolf allowed him to hear Cleia's screams thousands of years ago; in the ruins of the church where mutated vines grew wildly, the obliterated history was oozing pus and blood... "They use my authority to feed the evil gods." Cleia's afterimage burned in Lin Luo's dream: "Now, you are the new blasphemer and the last gravekeeper." When the tentacles of the Church of Shadow wrapped around the spire of the Imperial City, and when the crystal ball of the Church of Knowledge began to reflect the bloody starry sky, Lin Luo smiled in the Empire's Supreme Tribunal: "Are you saying that I have tarnished my faith?" Four broken phantoms of the saint appeared behind him, and the magic circle under his feet lit up with a dim light that devoured all things: "It's not me who's wrong, it's the whole world!"