"Your Majesty, my lords, the Moon Chanter Temple is very prosperous in Braavos. We are very satisfied and grateful for the treatment we receive today, but we don't have a big backer behind us!" Zanya's eyes were filled with tears as he said with shame and sadness, "I wanted to inform Your Majesty at first, but the next moment, a bigger crisis came to my mind …"
"What crisis?" The Sea King suppressed his anger and said in surprise, "Did the faceless from the School of Black and White threaten you?"
The old woman with a big head and a dry face smiled bitterly. "How can the faceless make me afraid? The crisis came from the gods and the Frost God.
I discovered the secret of the School of Black and White through prophecy, and then the gods of the cities and the Frost God knew that I knew.
They didn't want me to make it public immediately.
In the prophecy, I saw the consequences of going against their will.
Not only would I immediately meet with misfortune, but Braavos would also become the center of the Zombie Disaster. "
"Isn't the Frost God in the Westeros?" A doctor wondered.
The old woman sighed. "Our world is like a leaky house. The Westeros are at the door, and the Frost God and the Other Ghosts are outside.
The Other Ghosts enter the door from outside, and the Frost God can only enter the house when they occupy enough space in the house.
At that time, the Frost God and the Dragon Queen will be like the other gods, running wild in our world.
Before that, the Frost God can also have limited interference in the area of the house. Wherever the Other Ghosts go, it will be within the range of his interference.
The most dangerous place is certainly in the Westeros, but there are also Other Ghosts in Braavos! "
"If you had reported to the School of Black and White earlier, we would have eliminated the Other Ghosts immediately. Wouldn't we have cut off the Frost God's tentacles?" The Sea King said.
"Yes, since the Frost God is still outside, why should we be afraid of his threats?" The key keeper and the city doctor complained.
"You don't understand!" The old woman stomped her walking stick and said quickly, "I saw the consequences of attacking the School of Black and White in the prophecy.
After the believers of the God of a Thousand Faces die, their bodies will be sent to the School of Black and White, where they will be skinned and stored in the tomb.
The School of Black and White is equivalent to the tomb of Braavos!
There are hundreds of faceless Other Ghosts and more than 100,000 corpses.
Once the Calamity of the Living Dead broke out, Braavos would fall within half a day.
Do you know what happened to Casterly Rock City and Port Lannister?
Even with the all-knowing Three-Eyed Crow and the god-like Dragon Queen, a city with a population of several hundred thousand was turned into a ghost town overnight. "
"Isn't Braavos also in a precarious situation now? Is it about to be overturned?" the Sea King asked in despair.
"No." The old woman shook her head with a strange expression. "Have you forgotten? The faceless ghosts of the School of Black and White have long since left Braavos. They also took a large number of ghoul warriors with them. "
"Uh …" Everyone in the Ocean Palace had a strange look on their faces.
The old woman shook her head and sighed. "Of course I'm not an ignorant person. How can Braavos remain unscathed after the fall of Ursos?
But I don't have the ability to spread the news!
The Moon Singers originated from the Jugesnai Grasslands and were priests of the Zebra Tribe. Their history was shallow and they did not have any powerful gods to rely on.
Any Fiendgod could barge into the Divine Temple and kill me.
If I pretend to be deaf and dumb, I can still protect myself.
If I'm stubborn, the result will not change, but the priests of the Divine Temple and I will die with no flaws. "
The Sea King was puzzled. "Braavos is open to every god. Why are the gods doing this to us?"
"The sad thing is that the gods are not targeting us at all. They seem to be playing a bigger game of chess," the old woman said helplessly.
"What plan is more important than the safety of the entire Ursos?" The Sea King could barely suppress his anger. His eyes were red and his face was full of resentment.
"I'm not a god, so I don't know much about the secrets of the gods. I don't dare to ask, but it must have something to do with the Dragon Queen. Either we ask the Dragon Queen, or we go to the Islands of the Gods and ask the priests of the major temples. "
After thinking for a moment, the old woman suggested, "Your Majesty, I suggest you gather all the priests together and have an honest talk.
Whether Braavos can survive the long night depends on the help of the gods. The Dragon Queen will not help us. "
"Why? Although the Dragon Queen has disagreements with us, she is still a human. She cares more about the survival of mankind than the gods.
Whether she is a savior or not, at least she has been dealing with the deviants. When she found out about the Faceless deviants' conspiracy, she warned us immediately. "The Sea King was puzzled.
"The Dragon Queen dares not leave the Westeros. The gods obviously want to harm her. Look at what happened to the teaching team. Your Majesty and the other lords should understand. "The old Moon Singer said.
The Sea King sighed and arranged for the court and the nobles to go to the Islands of the Gods to invite the priests of the major temples.
.....
When Valleglia ruled the world, she captured slaves like crazy. Other than the Westeros, even the distant Jugesnai Grassland was the territory of the Dragon King's slave-catching team.
The slaves came from different races and had different beliefs. Braavos was a city built by runaway slaves.
Therefore, this city-state had the most liberal religious policy.
The first generation of the Sea King even emptied an island in the center of the city to build temples for all the gods in the world.
The powerful gods had temples, but more gods were forgotten by mankind. Only a small shrine was left, and countless other shrines were placed in the sanctuary — a big brick house covered in moss.
The first to arrive was the Naas with black skin and golden eyes.
"Your Majesty, the Sea King, the God of Harmony never leaves Naas Island, nor does she participate in the disputes between the gods. I'm afraid she can't provide much help to Braavos." The Naas kowtowed.
The Sea King also knew the style of the butterfly spirits in Naas Island, so he was not too regretful. He only asked, "About the grudge between the gods and the Dragon Queen, can the God of Harmony tell us a thing or two?"
"The gods formed an organization called the 'Justice Alliance', claiming that the Dragon Queen is the 'King of the Evil Gods' and will direct the 'Long Night of the Gods' at the end of the era." The Black Pinus said.
"I know all of this. Is there any more secret information?" The Sea King asked.
"Your Majesty, my Lord has never sent down an oracle. The above information is what I heard from other monks when I was visiting the Islands of the Gods." The Naas said helplessly.
The Sea King waved his hand and told him to get lost.
"Your Majesty, my Lord was killed by Qizang. You have to help us!" The second to come in was a black-robed old woman with a pungent smell mixed with various perfumes.
As soon as she entered, she cried to the Sea King with snot and tears.
"Priest Helen, the Weeping Lady has fallen?" The Sea King was surprised.
"Your Majesty, the Weeping Lady is the Goddess of Murthea, just like the Holy Mother and the Stranger of the Seven Gods. The Weeping Lady is the Goddess of Poison and Death. "The Zebra Man Zanza whispered.
The Weeping Lady's image was an ugly old woman. It was a new clergy that the goddess had condensed in the last thousand years.
It was still very far from the Song of Law and barely formed a clergy.
"Even the Weeping Lady can't beat Qizang. What can a mortal like me do?"
The Sea King waved his hand and the servant brought the old woman who had lost her deity away.
"Your Majesty, my Lord's statue cracked two months ago. He, he … Sob sob sob. My Lord was killed by Qizang long ago!" The olive-skinned Tyroshi man wailed.
The corner of the Sea King's mouth twitched. "I heard that when Qizang stayed in Tyroshi, he accompanied the Grand Duke to the triangular tower to sacrifice three lambs?"
"Qizang is the Masked Evil Monk. His hypocrisy and shamelessness are known to the world." The priest of the Three-Headed God cried.
The Sea King waved his hand. "Bring the priest to the side hall for a drink and relax."
"Your Majesty, my Lord has fallen! The statue cracked. I can't sense his existence at all. Sob sob sob … "The barefooted eunuch with a hood over his eyes cried with a sharp voice.
The Sea King was stupefied. "Was he killed by Qizang too?"
"Maybe. I'm not sure." The eunuch said.
The Sea King frowned. "The Blind God Boasi worships extreme desires and seeks justice. You even gave up your names and genitals. Why did you kill Qizang too?"
"I don't know. Sob sob sob …"
The Sea King waved his hand. The eunuch was brought away. Another white-haired old priest walked into the hall with tears streaming down his face.
The old priest did not say anything. He only gestured with his hands with a sorrowful expression.
"Sigh. God Silence's statue cracked too? Or was he killed by Qizang? "The Sea King held his forehead and sighed.
God Silence was the God of Silence. He also had a stone temple on the Islands of Gods.
The old priest nodded in despair.
Even if the God he believed in had fallen, he did not give up on the teachings that he had persevered his entire life.
The old zebra woman sighed. "As long as it's a God that has fallen recently, there's no need to ask. They were all killed by Qizang's Holy Mother Palm."
The Sea King waved his hand. The next high priest entered the hall.
"Sob sob sob. Your Majesty, please uphold justice for us. The silver-leafed golden tree in Zelene's garden has withered. My Lord has fallen. Sob sob sob …"
Zelene was a God. His statue was a hundred-foot-long gilded tree covered in silver leaves.
The Sea King rubbed his face. He said helplessly, "Call them all in."
The palace steward received the order. Soon, more than fifty elderly priests were brought in from outside the palace.
There were all kinds of priest robes, colorful and colorful.
There were all kinds of skin colors, black, white, brown, and yellow.
Men and women, with a mess of accents.
The Sea King said, "Tell me. Which temple's statue cracked, and then we can't sense the God?"
"I … Sob sob sob. My Lord was killed by Qizang!"
"Sob sob sob. My Lord's statue cracked a month ago."
"Qizang. It must be Qizang. My Lord also lost contact a month and a half ago."
"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for us. Qizang is a scoundrel. He murdered my Lord. We and him …"
In an instant, the palace was in an uproar. Many priests wailed and complained about Qizang's viciousness.
The Sea King's head swelled.
He massaged his temples to get everyone to quiet down. Then, he changed his words. "Braavos is in great trouble now. We need the help of the Gods. May I ask the priests, which of your Gods is still alive and can be contacted immediately?"
A large group of people stood below. However, all of them kept their mouths shut. They blinked and looked around.
The Sea King also widened his eyes in anticipation. He looked around the crowd one by one.
For a moment, the palace fell into an awkward silence.
Could it be that all the Gods went to hunt Qizang, and were all slapped into ashes by the Holy Mother's palm?
Zanza, the old Moon Singer, found it absurd, but at the same time, he felt an awkward sense of joy. The Moon Singer Temple, with its weak foundation, could finally dominate Braavos?
"Cough cough. Your Majesty, may I know why you want to contact my Lord?" After a long while, someone spoke.
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