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Chapter 724

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Originally, I didn't want to care about how other countries fought, nor did I have the ability to.

However, the chaos in San Antonio would definitely have a far-reaching effect.

At the very least, I, who was searching for ruins in the desert, would have a lot of trouble because of this.

I had already found the ruins in the records. It was in a desert surrounded by sand dunes. I randomly dug a large hole and forcefully found the ancient ruins that were buried underground.

However, I soon discovered that I had found the wrong place.

"The Snake God's ruins?"

Although I wrote many random things to earn money, I wasn't skilled at archeology. However, the ruins before me didn't require much archeology knowledge.

The most valuable things in ancient ruins would be tombs or temples. They would often contain many precious treasures and magical items. Tomb robbers … er, adventurers would be able to easily find their target by using magic detection techniques.

"It seems that I didn't find anything this time."

However, this time, I saw that the murals were filled with snake-headed creatures, as well as various voodoo pots, scarecrows, wooden spears, and other miscellaneous items. I knew that I had found the wrong place even though I didn't need to investigate further.

I also faintly sensed that some magical items hadn't been taken away.

If this was in the past, I would have been quite interested in exploring temples. After all, many God Equipment, mystical treasures, and ancient magic spells had been excavated in such a manner. Tomb robbers … er, exploring ruins would always be the most profitable business.

However, exploring ruins required sufficient patience and limitless time. I didn't have either of these.

There were so many troublesome matters in the mortal plane right now. I didn't have the leisure to waste time here.

Since I had already confirmed that this ruin wasn't the Sun God's territory, it was highly likely that the remaining ruin was the Sun God's territory.

"Traveling half of San Antonio at this point in time …"

Just thinking about it gave me a headache. I also had the title of the most wanted criminal on the planet. Although some people wouldn't take it seriously, the low-level Knight and guards would take it seriously.

It would be quite troublesome if my identity was exposed.

However, there were some things that had to be done. The world was becoming more and more chaotic. It was likely that the Gods would descend upon the mortal plane soon. If I couldn't achieve a breakthrough as soon as possible … It seemed that I had many enemies among the Gods. I had offended more than one or two Gods during the Yongye era. If the Gods truly descended upon the world …

"… I won't become the first mortal to be raided by the Gods. That would probably be enough to leave my name in history. But I'd rather not have such honor …"

I had offended many Gods back then. Since it was impossible for them to descend with their true bodies, and their incarnations couldn't do anything to me, I had offended all of them.

Destroying their mortal churches was the same as destroying their faith. They were amazing if they hadn't perished yet. To the Gods, it would be even more than killing them.

As for which ones were my enemies … I really couldn't remember. Who would remember how many True Gods' priests and priests I had killed when I was sweeping through the Undead Faction? I didn't even know how many True Gods' priests and priests I had killed.

"I" I "to to't" t.

No matter how he thought about it, he could only hide in his shell for a period of time. At the very least, before he obtained a few magic swords, it would be unwise for him to fight to the death with a God-ranked character.

As I could I, I, I, I, "to, I, I," I, I, I, I, I, I, to "I, I, was, would I, I, I to, I, to.

Back in the day, I sacrificed everything in order to reincarnate. If I couldn't become even stronger, wouldn't that be foolish of me?

Theoretically speaking, as long as I had a single magic sword, I would at least be able to protect myself against a God. If I could create the most dangerous magic sword, it probably wouldn't be too difficult for me to kill a God.

"Let's go, let's go."

I put on a cape, used my age deceiving accessories, put on a fake beard, and put on tattered chain mail. This time, I chose to disguise myself as a middle-aged, impoverished adventurer.

Middle-aged adventurers would always be the majority of adventurers. As long as I was a bit careful, I doubted that I would be exposed.

I was also immune to most detection magic, so I didn't need to worry about being ambushed.

Now that I thought about it, if it wasn't for the fact that I had exposed my location to Prince Winston, it would have been impossible for Prince Winston to figure out my location.

However, I felt a headache whenever I thought about the long and arduous journey back to San Antonio.

It wasn't that I didn't want to ride a flying mount and fly in the sky. That would be equivalent to walking for a week in the sky. However, San Antonio was no small country. There were all sorts of aerial mounts patrolling the area. It would be quite fun to be surrounded by them.

My journey out of the desert was quite smooth. I only spent one day walking and flying. However, the rest of the journey would obviously be much more difficult.

I felt even more depressed when I thought about how it was likely that I wouldn't be able to enter any cities along the way. Just like on the way here, I really wanted to fly there.

On the way here, I took the risk of sneaking into a city and communicating with an information broker. However, the information I obtained was even more depressing.

At the very least, in most of San Antonio's regions, I would forever be labeled as a suspect. The most ridiculous and displeasing part was that I was actually connected to the Holy Church. All sorts of information seemed to be accusing the Holy Church of causing all of this chaos. Prince Winston was the Holy Church's lackey, and I was the Holy Church's killer.

I could understand that political propaganda was mostly nonsense. However, it was quite difficult for the Holy Church's propagandists to make it this far.

The Holy Church's mortal enemy, Roland, was actually working together with the Holy Church? In order to assassinate a certain empress who was thousands of kilometers away? How ridiculous would it be for anyone to believe such ridiculous rumors?

Whenever I went to a city, I would see my face plastered all over the bounty boards and city gates. I could only helplessly reduce my desire to go in and out of the city.

I found a general store and replenished my water and unpalatable rations before continuing on my way.

I considered whether or not I should join a merchant's caravan or an adventurer's team. It would be much more discreet than traveling by myself. However, when I considered how "slow" ordinary people were, I could only helplessly travel by myself.

Everywhere I went, I could see heavily trained militias and Knights patrolling everywhere. The shadow of civil war seemed to be looming over San Antonio's country.

When I almost reached Prince Winston's territory and got close to the Tarot River, I received a certain piece of news.

The civil war had already begun one day ago.

Duke Barrot's cavalry regiment had attacked the border city of Tardin under the cover of night and killed off all who resisted.

It would be difficult to even find a name for this fortress city, and it had less than two thousand soldiers stationed here. However, this city attracted the attention of all living beings, including the Gods. That was because this operation could only mean one thing — San Antonio's civil war had erupted.

What was even more inconceivable was that Ogres and Inferno Demons had appeared among Duke Barrot's cavalry. Former mortal enemies had actually become allies.

Thinking about how Maria had also died in the hands of the demons, if her spirit was still in the underworld, she would probably explode in anger.

I checked my map and discovered that Tardin was actually quite close to my current location. After hesitating for a moment, I decided to take a detour.

Unfortunately, I was slightly too late this time. My pursuers had already arrived.

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