South of the new continent, Cabral, the chaotic region.
This vast land that occupied half of the southern part of the new continent spanned over nine million square kilometers. It was rich in resources and active in magic. Be it the various minerals, forestry resources, or many magical materials needed by the Transcendent world, they were all abundant.
Of course, before it became a land of treasure, what made this place even more famous in the world was its mix of good and bad!
The colonies of the civilized countries, the remnants of the destroyed Atreans, escaped slaves from the colonies of various countries, large and small Sorcerer schools, and various non-mainstream Transcendent forces were at odds with each other. It was currently the most complicated place in the entire new continent. There was no other place like it.
It could be said to be the blind spot of order, the paradise of chaos.
On this day, it was a foggy morning.
Whoosh!
A black stream of light had just appeared in the northern sky and had already arrived in front of them. It landed lightly on the streets of the coastal city of Camsyd.
Tap … tap … tap …
Her footsteps were light, her slender waist swayed, and her graceful posture. She was a great beauty full of feminine charm.
Her long black hair was tied up high at the back of her head. Her delicate face was painted with blue lip gloss and purple eyeshadow. There seemed to be a bunch of unique green "flowers" in her hair.
Her figure was slender and graceful. She wore a black dress in the style of the Nimanstans and held a lace parasol of the same color.
From her appearance, clothes, and temperament, she was a charming Nimanstans noblewoman.
However, her reputation in the new continent was enough to silence the old and the young. She was "Lady Crow" Yeherr, whose nest should be in the northern continent.
At this moment, the high-level totem deity seemed to have eaten something very nutritious. She was glowing from the inside out. The aura on her body was much stronger than before. Even her footsteps were lighter.
She was obviously in a very good mood.
Looking at the small city filled with faint mist, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch the green mycelium on her hair. Her perfect lips curled up slightly, with a sly and meaningful look.
"The Demigod's blood has really brought me a big surprise. The day when I monopolize the northern part of the continent is not far away. Milo, the Duchy of Garriott … Hehe."
She strolled forward towards the center of the city.
By the side of the road, there was a group of mysterious figures in hooded robes. They were facing the sea breeze that had a sour smell coming from the direction of the Fog Sea. They were chanting a holy prayer loudly.
"... The mystery stems from the foul mist, because the Devourer can appear in any moisture; the phosphorescence of the dead resides in this room, and fills this room, and the soul of the Devourer comes from there; it dwells in the depths of the sea, and waits for the time to return to the surface. His eyes are everywhere, and his ears are wide … "
Together with Brichester City not far to the north, Camsid was one of the human settlements closest to the Fog Sea. The faith of the Fog of Order had completely ruled these two cities years ago.
It was not strange to recite the prayers of the Evil God in broad daylight.
And from their prayers, the God of Labyrinth, who had officially changed his name to the Angel of Justice, or the Fourth Epoch's God of Engineering and Arenas, Aihort, had temporarily not moved "His" demi-holy abode into the divine kingdom of the true god, the God of Black Wings.
No one knew if it was because their current strength did not allow them to do so, or if they had other plans.
But it seemed that this place did not belong to the Fog of Order. Just as Eherr took a few steps forward, she saw a group of similarly dressed people chanting as well.
"The gods come from the distant Carcosa!
Along the shore, the clouds are cut open; the yellow sun is sinking into the lake.
Long shadows are falling …
Only desolation and silence remain in the lost Carcosa … "
Eherr's keen senses allowed her to easily capture the abnormalities of these two groups of people. The first group of people had tentacle-like things wriggling under their robes, while the second group of people had insects all over their bodies. Clearly, none of them were normal humans!
It was obvious.
The ancient gods had the Blood of Corruption, which could turn their enemies into their allies. They had even used it in Celebes Island, so how could they let go of Cabral in the Chaotic Lands?
Unlike Celebes Island, where there was not much room for development and only the Extraordinaries were of great value, the ancient gods were obviously more interested in Cabral, where the land was rich and densely populated.
Due to many concerns, the Church of the True Gods did not invest much effort in developing the new continent, resulting in the fact that the power of the gods was weak. Coincidentally, the ancient gods took advantage of this loophole, and to a certain extent, it had become their base camp in the material world.
Eherr ignored the strange believers and walked straight into the headquarters of the Fog of Order in the center of the city.
The cathedral was mainly composed of three parts: the Sacred Altar, the main body of the cathedral, and the nave. The three parts also meant that there were three levels of believers: the saints of heaven and earth, believers, and those who were ready to accept the faith.
This was also the common structure of most cathedrals.
Led by a Blasphemer who had already completed his conversion, Eherr entered the nave of the cathedral and came to the Sacred Altar where the Angel of Justice was enshrined.
"Your Highness!"
After saluting the host, who was wearing a robe and was much taller than a normal human, Eherr went straight to an empty seat in the first row of several rows of benches.
At this time, there were already five people sitting there. Eherr, who was ambitious, did not have the slightest arrogance, and nodded to them in a very friendly manner.
The first person on the left was wearing a white coat and a white hat, and her appearance was very distinctive. She was a mixed-race Mastizo. Her name was Lavieu, the Queen of Voodoo, and she was an upper-level wizard who was close to the peak level.
When the slave trade just began a hundred years ago, she officially established the organizational form of Voodoo, which was now a religion but actually a school of thought.
This talented sorceress had combined the concept of the "mysterious source" and the concept of "god" into one. With the help of the believers' power of faith, she had accelerated the growth of the mysterious source and walked on a special path that combined the strengths of both sorcerers and gods.
The effect was immediate. In just a hundred years, she had completed a journey that countless sorcerer schools could not complete even after thousands of years. She had also benefited greatly because of this. She was even more powerful than Serra, the "Snake Witch" who had lived for almost four hundred years.
Because of the new evil guests, Voodoo as a whole had just moved from St. Domingo Island in the Golden Sea to here.
The second person seemed to be a bare-chested Atrian native with a black feather crown on his head, but in fact, he had the same identity as Eherr, the Raven Lady. He was one of the three high-level totem gods in the south of the New World, Chuck, the Rain God.
Unlike the "Raven Lady" Yeherr, who rose to prominence after the arrival of the colonists, the "Rain God" Chuck, who was once an official god during the era of the Azik Empire, had a long and extensive faith base in the New World.
He still had a huge influence in the Cabral region, which was full of escaped Azik descendants.
The third person was an official wizard in a black robe, Poison Bee, who looked ordinary, but Eherr knew that because of some reasons that were not known to outsiders, he was now officially representing the most powerful dark wizard force in Cabral, the School of Curses.
The dark wizards, who were used to steering with the wind, were obviously ready to jump off the broken ship of Shilius, and they had already found their next home. Due to the contract with Shilius, the higher-ups of the school would not come forward, and it was even more impossible for them to make a move. But as long as the outcome of the independence war was decided, everything would fall into place.
The last two were the real leaders of this important gathering.
Although the gods did not care about worldly power at all, there were two high-level members of the ancient gods' family who were very enthusiastic about worldly power. Even when they were born, their obsession was to become a real king.
One was the leader of the Corrupted Believers under the Chaos Worm, the former Elijah Crown Prince, Yalen, who was also the one that Eherr was the least in contact with.
The other was the highest leader of the Fog of Order under the Angel of Justice, the current "Son of Eholt, Born in the Light," the former Pirate King of the Golden Sea, Bradley, the Oathbreaker.
As for Eherr herself, in the end, she could not resist the temptation of power. When she tried to analyze the power of the gods through the drop of demigod blood, it was no accident that she touched the consciousness of the great existence because of the similar power.
She also fell into the arms of the ancient gods.
Gradually modifying his own path, he was able to draw power from the [Death] caused by [Impurity] and [Pestilence]. With one foot on the path of an Evil God, he was a perfect match for the [Disease] controlled by the Lord of Flies.
It just so happened that the Evangelical Church had lost its titular monster, the Stinky Wriggler, and the two sides hit it off. Lady Crow quickly took over and became the spokesperson of the Angel of Disease.
Yalen, who had "Corrupted Blood" and could "turn enemies into friends"; Bradley, who had the backing of a demigod nearby; the strongest dark wizard organization, "School of Curses"; Chuck, the "Rain God", who had a broad base of support from the masses; Voodoo, who controlled the belief of a large number of Anuma slaves; and the "Evangelical Church," who was best at working behind enemy lines.
Needless to say, it was easy to guess what this group of people wanted to do with each other.
Clap! Clap!
The extremely burly Bradley clapped his hands.
"Since everyone is here, let's begin. The chaotic Cabral, and even the entire southern part of the continent, needs us to give a new order! "
A man does not have a thousand days of good fortune, and a flower does not bloom for a hundred days.
With Elvin's establishment of the Duchy of Garot last winter as a model for them, Shilius, who had ruled the seas for nearly two hundred years, finally had the day when everyone kicked him when he was down.
As for … when the Shilius Empire finally fell, it went without saying who would be the next in line to replace it.
.....
Whoosh!
Sixty long oars rowed in unison, and the Theseus was still running at full speed on the sea.
Even if they were eager to return home, in this dangerous place where danger lurked everywhere, they could only return for safety's sake.
They almost brushed past the Eternal White Land in the south and gradually left the depths of the Shattered Star Sea. They reached the place where they could reconnect to the spirit world and let the Miracle Crown, which was far away in the duchy, activate the [Dream Cruise]. It was almost the end of August.
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