Boom! Boom!
In an underground shelter in Baekeland, Audrey, who was dressed in hunting gear, listened to the distant explosion.
When she turned around, she happened to see Melissa looking at her in confusion.
The girl, who had just come of age, asked in a dreamy tone, "Miss Audrey, will the war end if we are completely defeated?
"Miss Audrey, will the war end if we are completely defeated? Will we no longer have to worry about the bombardment and lack of food?"
Audrey took a deep look at her and said,
"But if that happens, you will have to change your faith."
Melissa hesitated, unsure of how to answer. At this moment, a commoner curled up by the wall blurted out,
"I believe in the God of Steam and Machinery! Even if Feysac and Intis win, I don't need to change my faith! "
When the time came, life would return to its original warm and peaceful state!
These words stirred many of the commoners hiding in the shelter. They frequently whispered to each other, discussing the possible developments. There was no lack of believers of Evernight among them.
To most people, faith wasn't that important compared to their lives. After all, the one who ultimately protected them was still a true deity.
The police officers who maintained order in the shelter didn't stop the commotion from spreading. They watched everything coldly from the sidelines, even with some anticipation.
But what the defeated will endure is definitely crueler than you can imagine. It's not something that can be summarized with a change of faith … Be it the lessons given by history or the conclusion deduced from the human heart, it made Audrey more pessimistic than anyone else here.
She surveyed the area and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The Goddess's anchor has begun to waver on a large scale … If it wasn't for the support of the food previously distributed, it might have completely collapsed …
And Audrey knew very well what this situation meant. She closed her eyes, raised her face slightly, and muttered to herself silently,
The battle of gods is about to begin …
The final outcome was about to be revealed.
After nodding at Melissa, Audrey turned around and left the area, arriving at the exit of the shelter.
The golden retriever, Susie, was squatting there like a qualified guard.
"You don't seem to want to go back?" Susie's nose twitched as she asked in a low voice.
Audrey hid in this shelter when the siege began. She didn't have time to return to her mansion in Empress Borough. As the war calmed down a little, Earl Hall had sent people to urge her to go home and go to the sanctuary that belonged to the nobles.
Audrey shook her head and said with a faint smile,
"I have to do something I should do."
Without waiting for Susie to respond, she smiled and said,
"You will stay here in my place and secretly calm their emotions. Don't let any disturbances happen here. If they want to touch you, you can let them."
Susie hesitated for two seconds.
"Alright."
Audrey didn't say anything else and left the shelter through the exit. The guards completely ignored her.
The sky outside was dark and gloomy. Many buildings had already collapsed and were burning with flames that were about to extinguish. The streets were empty. There were no carriages or pedestrians.
This was completely different from Audrey's impression of Baekeland.
Originally, Baekeland was blue, yellow, and beige. It was lively, prosperous, and full of vitality. But now, it was gray, black, and scarlet. It was withered, messy, and somewhat dead.
Looking left and right, Audrey, who was dressed in hunting attire, determined her direction and walked towards the edge of the city.
What she wanted to do was simple:
Join the war and do her best to help the Rouen forces not collapse before the war of gods ended;
If the victor of the war of gods was the opposing side, she would use various methods such as Cue, Hypnosis, and Mental Plague to eliminate the venting emotions of the soldiers, officers, and Beyonders, reducing the damage brought about by the war.
Amidst the swaying flames, Audrey quickly passed through them and headed into the distance.
...
Rorsted Archipelago, City of Generosity, Bayam, in a room high above the Cathedral of Waves.
Draped in a black cloak, Dhaniz met the famous cardinal of the Church of the Storm, the high-ranking deacon of the Mandated Punishers, Sea King Jaan Kottman.
Glancing at the other party's muscles that completely propped up his priest robe, Dhaniz swallowed the words that were at the tip of his tongue.
After some deliberation, he said, "I bring goodwill."
For some reason, he felt his skin go numb, as though there was an invisible bolt of lightning leaping over him.
"Goodwill?" The tall, burly, and well-defined Jaan Kottman grunted.
Heh, if it wasn't for the fact that fellows of the Sailor pathway are more irritable, often unable to tell the difference between a joke and a mockery. Once they erupt in anger, they don't even consider the bigger picture. Why would I need to speak like this … Dogsh * t! Dhaniz mumbled, maintained his smile, and explained the Resistance's intentions.
Jahn Kottman stared at the great pirate who had left the Golden Dream. He suddenly scoffed, "You're right.
"If we were to withdraw most of our forces, will you be able to defend Bayam and the archipelago?
"If we can't defend it, and the combined fleet of Feysac and Feynapotter breaks through the defensive line, how will we ensure the interests of the Rouen immigrants?"
As the demigod involved, he was extremely certain that Sea God Cavituis had perished. However, he didn't know who was currently bearing the title of Sea God, and if he had the ability to protect the Rorsted Archipelago.
That's a good question … A question means that there's a chance of a successful negotiation … In fact, Dhaniz hadn't thought about how the Resistance would resist the Feysac and Feynapotter people after Rouen mobilized powerhouses to reinforce Baekeland. He fully believed that German Sparrow and Mr. Fool backing him had the ability to protect this place.
As thoughts raced through his mind, Dhaniz looked at the oppressive Sea King.
"I will pray to my Lord and ask him to protect the Rorsted Archipelago."
"Oh?" Sea King Jaan Kottman narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.
The aura that came from the Tyrant pathway made Dhaniz involuntarily take two steps back. He lowered his head and prayed on the spot.
"Blessed of the sea and the spirit world, protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, ruler of the undersea creatures, master of tsunamis and storms, great Cavituis, please descend your power and protect the archipelago …"
After praying, Dhaniz carefully cast his gaze out the window, but he didn't discover anything abnormal.
Jaan Kottman sized him up for a few seconds and said, "Your God doesn't seem to be responding to you …"
"Ahem." Dhaniz cleared his throat and felt his heart beat like a drum.
"Ahem." Danitz cleared his throat and felt his heart beat like a drum.
At this moment, the sky outside suddenly darkened, as though a large number of dark clouds had flown over, blotting out the Sun.
Sea King Jaan Kottman instinctively turned his head and looked out the window. He saw a shadow cast over the area where the sea and sky met.
With his control over the archipelago's waters, the overall situation quickly surfaced in the mind of the Church of the Storm Cardinal.
The Rorsted Archipelago and the surrounding waters were shrouded in a thick fog, turning indistinct and surreal.
A seabird flew past and attempted to land on the harbor's cliff, but it directly passed through and failed to stop.
The ordinary people in the archipelago continued their normal lives, but they felt that another storm was coming.
This … Jaan Kottman's dark blue pupils dilated significantly as he subconsciously turned his head to look at Blazing Dhaniz, who claimed to be Sea God's Blessed.
Dhaniz's mouth was slightly agape, and he forgot to close it. The degree of surprise he felt wasn't any less than that of the Sea King.
A few seconds later, the fog dissipated and the shadows faded. Everything in the Rorsted Archipelago was restored to its original state.
"…" Dhaniz blinked, and when Sea King Jaan Kottman looked over again, he chuckled and said, "My Lord has answered my prayers."
As he spoke, the pirate with a bounty of more than ten thousand pounds slapped himself in his heart.
Dogsh * t! How dare you doubt Mr. Fool!? Is this the might of Mr. Fool?
Jaan Kottman fell silent for a few seconds before saying, "I will carefully consider your suggestion.
"I'll seriously consider your suggestion. I'll immediately gather a few important figures in Bayam to discuss this matter. I'll give you an answer in an hour."
Dhaniz raised his chin slightly and laughed.
"I will wait patiently."
With that said, he followed his instincts as a Hunter, casually bowed, turned around, and walked out of the room.
Amidst the creaking sound, silver bolts of lightning lit up in Jaan Kottman's blue eyes.
…
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.
Klein threw the "curtain" in his hand back into the "metal pot" and sealed it again.
He had just used the powers of a Sequence 1 Attendant of Mysteries to respond by mobilizing the powers of Sefirah Castle, creating an effect that shocked even Sea King Jaan Kottman.
In another half a day, the Attendant of Mysteries Beyonder characteristic will be dissected, and the rest can be used to concoct the Miracle Invoker potion. Yes, when I'm only left with Sequence 2, I can attempt to use the powers of Sefirah Castle to shatter and reassemble it. In a short period of time, I can extract the Beyonder characteristics of Scholar of Yore and Bizarro Sorcerer to reduce the risks brought about by the potion … After muttering a few words, Klein quickly returned to the real World.
He wasn't in the dark wilderness, but the Giant King's Court that was frozen in dusk.
He had entered the Giant King's Court before the City of Silver's expedition team arrived at the Afternoon Town camp.
In the orange light, Klein felt his body decline and exhaustion as he cast his gaze at the magnificent and beautiful buildings high above.
The countless palaces and towers still had the afterglow of the Second Epoch, as though they were the embodiment of a myth.
No, this is a myth.
Klein planned on attempting to open the palace where Dark Angel Sasrir was sleeping before the City of Silver's expedition team officially took action.
This way, if anything were to happen, the City of Silver's expedition team would still have the time to make targeted preparations. As for Klein himself, he would definitely be much safer than others because he was using a Historical Void projection.
PS: Requesting for a guaranteed monthly ticket for February. I'll be able to resume two updates tomorrow ~
PS2: Regan's new book, Counting Romantic Figures. Historical officialdom nurturing. If you like this type of book, you can add it to your collection.
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