The wall of flesh disintegrated faster than Rob had expected.
In less than ten minutes, the monster corpses and minced meat fell off, revealing the true face of the thing behind it.
It was a white worm that was less than half a meter long and as thick as a forearm. It had no bones, and more than 90% of its body was made of fat. If one did not see it with their own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the wall of flesh that took up half of the valley was the work of this little thing.
The future Supreme Magus Your Honor reached out and picked the white worm up from the ground.
The worm struggled desperately in his hand, but it was useless. Without the wall of flesh, its strength was only around Level 1, and it moved slowly. Even an ordinary adventurer could easily kill it in a one-on-one fight.
"Is this the thing that turned the valley into this?" Lolo raised an eyebrow.
Rob nodded. However, what he said next shocked the girl. "This worm is not a creature from the Abyss. It is from the Dawn Continent."
"Our continent?! But no one has ever seen such a thing. "
The future Supreme Magus Your Honor pointed at the worm's smooth abdomen. "It has no reproductive organs, which is the best evidence. It can't reproduce on its own and can only be bred artificially."
Something occurred to Lolo, and she was in disbelief. "This thing … was created by the church?"
"Yes. But compared to the other creatures on the Dawn Continent, it can perfectly adapt to and use the environment of the Abyss. This thing should have a lot of research value," Rob said as he took out a rope and tied it up before throwing it into his backpack.
After the wall of flesh collapsed, the two easily found the Abyssal Crack inside.
Just as Rosita said, the crack was about 1.9 miles in diameter, and it was only one step away from evolving into a large one. By then, the most powerful monsters like the Abyss Lord would be able to form groups and invade the Dawn Continent from the other side.
Lolo took out the small wooden knife that someone gave her and took a deep breath. "You told me last time, how much time do we have?"
"One month. Or if we're lucky, one and a half months."
"Then we better get started," the girl said and walked into the crack.
…
In the Palace of Mercy, a servant pushed open the door of the conference room for Elwood.
The room was bustling with activity. Almost all of the high-ranking generals in the Kingdom of Falo were gathered here. At the same time, there were also some who had received an emergency summons and were rushing over.
Long before His Holiness the Pope came in, the place was already in chaos. The generals argued until their faces were red, and no one could convince the other. Some of them even rolled up their sleeves and were about to start a fight.
Elwood snorted coldly when he saw this, and the conference room suddenly quieted down.
The Holy Union was the most unique of all the countries. Monarchical and divine authority were combined into one, and the pope possessed supreme authority and prestige. Even though the Holy Union was currently in turmoil, Elwood was still firmly in control of everything.
Looking at the silent meeting room, His Holiness the Pope felt a faint sense of satisfaction. This was the feeling of having great power, and why everyone wanted to sit in this position.
Elwood glanced around, and his eyes finally stopped on a bearded burly man. This was a direct subordinate that he had personally promoted. His name was Henderson, and he had replaced Rogge, who had gone missing four years ago as the leader of the First Holy Knight Regiment. Unlike his appearance, he was actually a rather meticulous person.
Henson nodded and said, "Let me briefly explain the situation. It's been 62 days since the invaders of the Holy Union set foot on our land. The last time we received news of those bastards, they were here."
The commander of the First Holy Knight Regiment pointed to a city on the sand table. "The troops led by Lionheart the Seventh went straight from the north of Morundo City, and then entered the Grizzly Woods, where they lost our people."
"Morundo? Commander Henson, are you joking? That place is only 700 miles away from Saint Massa, and they'll appear in front of us in a few days. But how can they run so deep in two months? "Someone questioned before Henson's words had even faded.
"It sounds unbelievable, but it's the truth. As far as I know, those people from the Empire didn't even take a proper rest after crossing the border. They didn't rest or sleep along the way, and they charged straight for Saint Massa without stopping."
"What about our garrisons along the way? Even if they can't stop them, they should be able to slow them down, right? "a general said.
"It's very difficult, because they never attack cities, and only gather supplies from the nearby villages. Their route is erratic, and they're very mobile. It's almost impossible to catch up to them," Henson explained.
"Well, if they give it their all and ignore the people who fall behind, it's theoretically possible to reach Morundo in two months. But what's the point of that?" The commander of the Fourth Holy Knight Regiment frowned. "Even if they can achieve this almost miraculous military goal, with their current condition, they're exhausted and have no combat power to speak of. Even if they can set foot on Falao's land tomorrow morning, what can they do?"
General Van Bosch, who had been sitting quietly at the side, bowed and said, "According to Your Majesty's instructions, the First and Fourth Holy Knight Regiments, Third Infantry Regiment, First Priest Regiment, and the Papal Guard Regiment have assembled a total of 210,000 people. They've set up a defense line 140 miles away from Saint Massa, and are ready to face the invaders from the Empire."
"The Second Holy Knight Regiment encountered another army from the Empire on the banks of the Yenisel River. Our people destroyed the bridge to cross the river in advance, and both sides are currently in a stalemate." Henson then introduced the situation on the other front line.
"In this way, Reinhardt VII has lost the reason to continue rushing. They should be resting and reorganizing in the Grizzly Forest, and the date of the decisive battle is in ten to fifteen days."
The judgment of the commander of the First Holy Knight Regiment was approved by the majority. Some people suggested using this time to recruit another army from the nearby nobles. Elwood did not agree or disagree. Things were different now. After the incident in Setta City was exposed, people's hearts were wavering. At this time, it was best not to force the nobles too much, lest it backfire. In another two weeks, the two troops stationed in the east could also return, and at that time, the Church would have an overwhelming advantage in strength.
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