AD1897, the summer of the Year of the Griffin, was destined to be remembered by many.
No matter if it was the start of the eternal Holy War, the start of the Seafolk's rise to the stage of history, or the birth of the City of Rain, Felohi, it was remembered by the later generations. After all, there were too many major events that happened in this year.
From the start, everyone, including me, underestimated the Seafolk, and even more so, underestimated the Lady Storm and the Water Elemental God behind them.
The most important thing to make an accurate judgment was to obtain comprehensive and accurate information. However, the people on the surface had too little understanding of the Seafolk. At the start of the Seafolk's invasion, even the most brilliant strategist could only make a conservative judgment based on past experience and history.
"It should only be a small-scale war. Or perhaps, it can't even be called a war. It should just be an attack on the coastal cities. After all, they can't even go ashore, nor can they occupy our land. Could it be that killing all the creatures on the surface would be considered a victory? This kind of war is meaningless. As long as the Seafolk are intelligent creatures, as long as our living space can't overlap, they can't go ashore, and we can't enter the water, then an all-out war between us is meaningless and impossible to happen. "
Wars between countries and races are usually for the sake of benefits. No matter if it's a fight for living space, land and resources, or just for the grudges of the leaders, the hearts of the people, or the long-cherished wishes of the military, war can break out. However, if the war is destined to not have enough benefits, or if the cost is obviously greater than the return, then the possibility of such a meaningless war breaking out is so low that it can be ignored.
"The Seafolk can't stay on the surface for long. They are just cannon fodder forced to go ashore by the Evil God Lady Storm. As long as the war drags on, they will retreat sooner or later."
In this world, even the decisions of the Gods can't be absolute. The Gods are high above and accept the beliefs of the various races. They also protect their believers according to their Divine Domain and Divine Concept. However, if they force everyone to throw themselves into a war where they are 100% certain to die but are destined to get nothing out of it, then perhaps it would be good if they just disobeyed the Gods on the surface. It's even possible for them to abandon the Gods' beliefs and find a new God.
After all, this was not an absolute world completely ruled by a monotheistic religion. Many gods were originally mortals, and the distance between gods and mortals was not that far. Gods needed the faith and support of mortals, and the weak mortal races also needed the protection of gods.
This was also the main reason why the Ottoman Empire would make such a passive and delaying decision. Even the royal strategists patted their chests and used their lives to guarantee that the Seafolk's attack was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It was only the beginning of the Holy War.
As the strategists repeatedly emphasized that the Seafolk were not ambitious enough and that they were actually wary of the Evil Gods of Chaos that forced them to come ashore, most of the Ottoman Empire's higher-ups ignored the threat before them. Instead, they were still ambitious enough to invest their energy into scheming against their own people (vassal states).
However, in reality, due to a portion of the Sea Tribe being able to go ashore and almost none of the Surface Tribe being able to enter the water, the intelligence of both parties is not equal. Furthermore, Tracy, who has left the Sea Region for several months, does not know that due to the revival of the Water Elemental God, the entire Sea Tribe World has undergone an earth-shattering change.
This might have to be explained from the living environment of the Sea Race.
In reality, even though the Sea is incomparably vast, with seemingly endless resources and living space, even though the combat strength of the Seafolk is not low, the life of the Seafolk is actually much more miserable than that of the Surface Tribe.
The deep sea is extremely dangerous. Not to mention the fatal low temperature and water pressure, those inestimable giant sea monsters are the true rulers of the Sea. Being only able to make a living in the shallow sea of the continental shelf, the space that the Seafolk can live in is really limited.
Furthermore, the limited space they have to live in has caused them to face a very real problem — food is always insufficient.
There are countless schools of fish in the Sea? However, in reality, it is extremely unreliable to rely on the heavens to make a living. There are indeed many schools of fish, but most of them have owners. Previously, it was mentioned that one cannot go to the deep sea. However, in reality, the fishing resources in the shallow sea are extremely limited. Furthermore, after the farming industry in the Sea turned into a joke and relying solely on hunting to sustain their daily lives, the Seafolk, in order to maintain sufficient fishing resources in the surroundings of their residence, turned to herding fishes as their only choice. Thus, herding fishes has a long tradition.
The fishing resources determine the number of members of the Seafolk. The number and strength of the Seafolk determines the size of the territory they can occupy to provide for the growth of their own fishes. Herbivorous fishes chase after seaweed and seaweed, while carnivorous fishes chase after other fishes. Just like herding on the surface, artificial herding underwater would still cause the natural balance of the area to be destroyed. When a negative growth of the fishes appears, migration is unavoidable.
The fishes and the Seafolk would consume the basic resources of that area. The larger the tribe, the shorter the migration period. In a sense, they were like the Centaurs, a nomadic tribe. The only difference was that the Centaurs herded cattle and sheep and chased after aquatic plants, while the Seafolk herded fish and chased after the tides.
The songs and talents of the Sirens and Mermaids to summon fishes seem extremely magical. However, they are only tools for herding fishes. There is not much difference from the flutes and whistles of shepherds. Only their own fishes and ocean companions will respond to their summons.
Herding fishes sounds fantastical and beautiful. However, in reality, it is a hard job. Chasing the tides and seaweed requires a lot of experience. Furthermore, the dangers of migration are even greater. No one knows if they will encounter sea monsters or hostile tribes at the next migration point. If they are unlucky and suffer heavy losses after several migrations, it will be time for the tribe to disband.
On the other hand, the nomadic tribes are naturally aggressive, causing many tribes to work as mercenaries or even bandits themselves. However, on the other hand, the nomadic way of survival is destined to prevent the birth of a relatively centralized feudal country. This is because once the number of people in a tribe reaches a certain level, in order to fight for living space and limited resources, the tribe will definitely disband.
If there is no capital, there is no limit to the size of the territory. How can a feudal country based on land enfeoffment be born? The few large and medium-sized gathering points in the shallow sea that are rich in resources all have a limit on the number of resident tribes. Every once in a while, they have to rotate. Only the strongest tribe can obtain a relatively comfortable life after winning the tribal competition.
No one can guarantee that they will not meet with an unstoppable disaster the next time they migrate. A relatively stable and settled life is the desire of the Seafolk from the bottom of their hearts. It is also the root cause of their jealousy and even hatred towards the tribes on the surface.
"Why do those weak and timid creatures on the surface have a happy and stable daily life, while we don't even know where we will be tomorrow?"
Speaking of this, since there must be benefits and reasons for a war, to make the extremely realistic Seafolk fight to the death as cannon fodder, the benefits offered by the Water Elemental Goddess Ailos and Lady Storm are very obvious.
A capital, a stepping stone to the new world, a holy land in the eyes of all the Seafolk. And after the capital is confirmed, it will be a kingdom, a kingdom that belongs to the Seafolk.
It is true that the Seafolk cannot live without water and are unable to go ashore for a long period of time. However, if the land is constantly raining and there is always a few meters of water on the ground? Then, the Seafolk will be able to live freely in the water city. They only need to reserve a part of the dry land outside the city as farmland and enslave the tribes on the surface as farmers. Then, there is the possibility of the birth of a kingdom that belongs to the Seafolk.
Is it inconceivable? However, in this world of magic and true Gods, everything is possible. Storms and thunderstorms are the Divine Concepts of the Seafolk's Goddess of Protection, Lady Storm. Furthermore, the Water Elemental Goddess Ailos is a super expert in playing with water. Only they can build a rain city that circulates automatically.
In the original "history", the revived Ancient Elemental Gods are the first batch of world bosses. Each of them is an existence close to that of a true God, which is obviously beyond the ability of the "players" to deal with. Thus, the omnipotent "Game Manager" arranged a series of plot killings, causing these unlucky people who just woke up to die tragically in the hands of the natives and the "heroes chosen by fate", making their subordinate elemental creatures become the "heroes" to practice their skills.
There is still a difference between the real world and the simulated virtual game. In this world, there is no super God named "Game Manager". If those noobs who are only a few or ten levels really meet the weak Ancient Elemental Gods that just revived, they might not be able to kill the God to prove their Dao, but rather, they will have to offer their bodies and souls as tonics.
Thus, other than the unlucky Fire Elemental God, the other released Elemental Gods have already begun to recover from their long hibernation period. How can they, who were once all-powerful, be willing to be forgotten by others? It's fine if they don't make a move, but if they make a move, it will definitely change everything. Some of the plots in the walkthrough were wrong from the very beginning. "History" and "Fate" were off track from the very start.
Before the huge benefits of completely changing the fates of themselves and their descendants, the Seafolk's attack is no longer a small skirmish like in the "history". It is an all-out war, a war of annihilation and invasion. The Ottoman Empire, who has neglected the determination and strength of the other party, is still dreaming of becoming a super Empire, completely unaware that the disaster is already at its doorstep.
At this moment, a grand ceremony is being held on the surface. Actually, a ceremony is also being held underwater, and the scale is even grander.
Somewhere at the bottom of the river in Kagesi City, under the cover of a magical mist, it is a bustling scene.
Hundreds of elites from the Seafolk Tribe are serving as guards without any complaints. Countless powerful Seafolk have gathered here. The arrogant and rude Naga royalty is smiling modestly. The violent and ferocious Sea Beasts are wearing headgear that prevents them from speaking and chains that restrict their movements. Even the arrogant and bloodthirsty Sea Giants have put down their rusted anchors that they always carry with them and are trying their best to lower their heads and pretend to be humble.
Only an even more powerful and supreme existence can make these powerful beings lower their heads.
On top of a huge altar carved from colorful coral, there are two thrones, one big and one small, carved with fine jade. The small one is empty, while the other one has an ice beauty with snow-white skin sitting on it. Her form is half-human and half-fish. Her upper body is human, but she has a long tail like a Sea Dragon.
Although she appeared petite and beautiful compared to the gigantic altar, she was still taller than even the sturdiest Sea Giant. She appeared far more luxurious and beautiful than the mermaids of the Sea Tribe's royal family. And if one looked closely, this beautiful woman with scales and a tail had translucent skin. She really was made of water.
"Let's begin."
The Water Elemental Goddess Ailos's voice is clear and cold, but there is an indescribable sense of weakness in it. Her voice isn't loud, but it echoes in the ears of all the Seafolk. This isn't magic. It is merely the will of the river water conveying the will of their ruler. This is underwater, her world. She has endless authority and unparalleled power.
As Ailos' will is conveyed, the ceremony officially begins.
With a tap of Ailos's white jade-like finger, a door to the void opens. On the other side is the Water Elemental Plane. That is the home of Ailos, as well as her kingdom.
Countless water elementals rush out. The moment they step onto the altar, they shake and transform into pure water. The coral altar, which is nourished by the water, starts glowing.
Middle-sized water elementals, water elemental warlords, water elemental elders, ancient water elementals. One powerful existence after another voluntarily turns into offerings. Elemental creatures never fear death. To them, death is only a way to return to their own world.
On the other side, the black-robed Seafolk walked up the altar one by one. They were the Priests of the Queen of the Storms, and they were able to summon storms and raise waves to engulf ships. They had always had a high status and prestige in the various tribes.
At this moment, despite their high status, they are only doing the same thing — walking up the altar, picking up a ritual dagger, stabbing it into their own hearts, and falling down in satisfaction.
As these respected storm priests fall down one by one, there is already a shadow on the empty throne. She is only the size of a normal person and is far from being as tall as Ailos. However, any Seafolk who sees her will definitely tremble and lower their proud heads.
As a Chaos Malevolent God, although she is not well-known on the surface, just like her Malevolent God colleagues, Lady Storm is also happy to receive the blood sacrifices of her believers. Her will has long descended.
"Your souls shall enter my God's Realm. Your deeds shall be sung by the future generations."
The God's clone speaks in a praising tone, causing more black-robed priests to quickly walk up the altar to fight for the chance to sacrifice themselves before the true God.
As the sacrifices fall down one by one, the shadow of Lady Storm becomes more and more real. Following the descent of the true God's clone, a powerful storm and thunder appear in the sky above the river.
Similar to Aylos, the green-skinned Queen of Storms also had the traits of the Sea Tribe in terms of appearance and physique. When she slowly materialized, the impatient Goddess of Storms couldn't wait to start the calamity of the surface creatures.
"Kagesi City? From now on, only the capital of the Seafolk, the City of Rain, Felohi. My people, use your own hands to seize the kingdom of your dreams. "
The will of the God is conveyed in the storm. The next moment, the dignified true God clone actually picks up a ritual dagger and stabs it into his own heart. When the will of the clone returns to the main body, it has already turned into a tornado in the midst of the black Storm God Power!
The self-sacrifice of the true God of Storm clone will probably cause the strength of the main body to regress by a large margin. However, such a huge gift given right after the start of the Holy War is destined to give the Order Gods a headache.
At this moment, the top of the tornado has reached the clouds. A new natural cycle is already being constructed. The will of the Water Elemental God has already been passed down.
"I bestow the name of the City of Rain, Felohi. Within the boundaries of this city, the rain will never stop. A blade will always accompany the waves. The people of the rain will become the kin of the water."
In front of the endless storm, in front of the mighty power of the true God, the boundary between the water and the sky is broken. Countless waves are swept up into the sky to form new rain. A new natural cycle has already been formed. The strange thing is that the flood of the entire city is rising, but the flood of the submerged pier is receding.
Very quickly, when all the flood is maintained at around a blade (about one meter), the rainstorm is much smaller. With the help of the Water Elemental Grand Duke, the pale Ailos returns to the Water Elemental Plane through the Space Gate. She, who has overexerted herself, is destined to go into hibernation again.
"According to the will of the Queen of Storms, go and take back our city!"
The silent Blue Sea Dragon floats to the surface of the water. The Sea Giants pick up their heavy anchors. Naga begins to prepare their spells.
"Ha, it has finally begun."
On the river, the Nine-headed Dragon Emperor Hydra, who has been holding back for a long time, steps into the city for the first time, causing the entire city to start trembling.
The sudden rise of the flood destroys the barrier. The rainwater and the waist-high flood makes people's vision blurry and unable to move. The Ottoman defenders, who are at a loss due to the strange weather and flood, are about to face the toughest water battle in history.
"Evil dragon! Die! "
Silver lightning streaks across the sky. The dragon head closest to the Nine-headed Dragon is actually split open. Green dragon blood spurts out, tainting the surface of the river with a foul stench and poison.
"Ahhhhh! Damned butcher!! "
While the mortals are retreating in the face of the aggressive Seafolk, the first to declare war is the Valkyrie Basra.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
