Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 900

Kyle entered the Fort without any issues, and his emblem immediately received coordinates.

Fort S-878 was mostly open space with a couple of buildings. Kyle could see a great number of groups charging in and out of the Fort. It looked about as busy as a beehive.

Kyle landed in front of a smaller man who wore a grey uniform. His aura felt similar to the auras of the other Shields, but more powerful and profound. His emblem marked him as a Commander.

This was his future boss, Commander Sirius Vult Meristo.

Sirius Vult Meristo was a powerful Spirit Lord. In fact, he felt even more powerful than the other two Spirit Lords he had seen. Yet, according to his orders, Kyle was not allowed to share his true identity or his true mission with him. He had to act like a regular member of Humanity.

“Black Sin Hammer 37, reporting for duty,” Kyle transmitted. There was no time for normal conversations. To keep efficiency high, everyone had to talk via voice transmission here.

The Commander scanned Kyle’s emblem for a moment.

“Accepted,” he transmitted like a machine. “Black Sin Hammer 37, your file states that your assigned kill count should be put at 50 times the standard. No matter if this is voluntary or not, Fort S-878 will follow this recommendation.”

“Here are your orders. You are ordered to start your Second Refinement immediately. During your Second Refinement, you are on Decimator duty. If you accept this order, swear the Decimator Oath. Refusal of this order will not come with any punishments, and your orders will be amended.”

Usually, refusing orders was not an option, but for the job of Decimator, this had to be an option.

“I accept my orders,” Kyle transmitted. “I solemnly swear that I have voluntarily decided to kill countless beasts of a lower Realm that have never attacked me or shown me any hostility. Humanity is not forcing me down this path. I chose this myself and will carry all the consequences.”

“Humanity thanks you for your sacrifice,” the Commander transmitted. “Your sacrifice will save thousands of lives.”

Then, the Commander took the time to respectfully salute Kyle for his sacrifice.

A Decimator’s duty was to kill as many Demons of a lower Realm as possible. Decimators were viewed almost as highly as Honerers.

The biggest reason why the stronger Seekers allowed the weaker Demons to pass through was Karmic Luck. Yes, this was a war, but even during a war, excessively killing beings in a lower Realm came with negative Karmic Luck.

This was especially bad here. After all, the Demons were all Divine Beasts. The punishment of killing a weaker Divine Beast was severe. Just one day of working as a Decimator would lead to the creation of a True Sin Aura.

Being a Decimator represented destroying one’s Karmic Luck to an irrecoverable degree, which also meant that one would be subject to Sin Flames for the remainder of one’s life.

The vast majority of people couldn’t live with Sin Flames. Because of that, they viewed the fates of Decimators as even worse than death. After all, a Decimator would continue suffering for their entire life.

Ayuvar was one of the very few worlds in which people with True Sin Auras were viewed as heroes instead of monsters.

“Report back after you’ve finished your Second Refinement. Good hunting!” the Commander transmitted.

Kyle nodded and pulled Energy out of the atmosphere. The Energy rushed into his head, and a moment later, he felt a burning pain. The Second Refinement had started.

For a Mortal, this pain would be unbearable. However, for a Sage, this pain was like a standard headache. It was definitely bearable, but one also had to remember that the Sage had to feel the pain for an entire century. This was not a sprint but a marathon. That was why some Sages failed the Second Refinement on their first attempt.

Yet, to Kyle, this pain barely made a difference. The overwhelming pain of his Sin Flames eclipsed the pain of the Second Refinement.

As long as Kyle kept pulling Energy into his mind, the Second Refinement would continue operating. Luckily, he didn’t need to focus on it. After just a single second, his instincts took over. If he wanted to stop the Second Refinement, he would need to give a conscious command to his instincts.

Then, Kyle flew out of Fort S-878.

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