"Hurry, hurry, the Evil Gods have already descended. The battle over there can't wait."
The same words rang out in different regions. Amidst the ear-piercing alarms, the Knight Regiments, the Temple Knights, the Mercenary Regiments, and all sorts of other forces sent out emergency summons. Hundreds and thousands of warriors rushed to the battlefield as quickly as possible.
The moment that the Evil Gods descended, they lost contact with the western outskirts of the city.
The more powerful a soul was, the more power an Evil God would be able to contain. Jack was obviously the perfect vessel.
In most cases, the Evil Gods' power was equivalent to their twisted and chaotic wills. After a sufficient amount of seeds were planted, although the Evil Gods had only descended for a short period of time, the speed of their corruption had already surpassed the first three levels of warning and reached the fourth level of warning, which would cause the entire city to be mobilized.
No matter how excellent and advanced the scouting equipment was, that area would still be empty. If someone were to look down at it from a bird's eye view, they would discover that a part of that area was missing. It was just like a transparent glass warehouse. One could see from one side to the other, but the warehouse's contents were completely gone.
"Power characteristics: 56982. Distortion level: Unrestricted level. Checking the database, Evil God number: 12388. Name: The Third Demon King of Lies and Dramas. Power level: Unrestricted level. Danger level: Unrestricted level. "
The Evil Gods' power was currently corrupting and assimilating this world, transforming that area into a part of their own body.
That area was currently being separated from the Aishi. If it was completely separated, that area would become the Evil Gods' territory.
That would be the equivalent of entering the fifth level of warning. At that time, one or two mega empires would send their regular armies to surround and suppress the Evil Gods. The entire area and its outskirts would become a dimensional battlefield.
Perhaps this would be just like any other Evil God incident. The source of the contamination would eventually be cleaned up, but the damage would likely surpass any ordinary natural disaster.
First of all, the people inside would have no more hope. They would only have two choices: submit or be destroyed. Even if the Gods arrived and forcefully attacked this Evil God again, they would likely have to pay the price of conquering a powerful Divine Kingdom. They would have to be prepared to die.
And if the warning reached the sixth level … the Main Gods of the major Gods would consider personally attacking, and this area would likely be directly kicked out of the Aishi.
As for the higher-level warnings, the information was not detailed, but there were historical records, but it was obvious that they were not made public.
The Evil Gods that had forcefully descended were like cancer cells that were constantly spreading. They were more like a source of radiation that was getting more and more intense. No matter what the situation was, it was best to deal with them as soon as possible. If they were given a little more time to develop, their danger and destructiveness would increase exponentially, and they would eventually become terminal diseases.
"… I just want to take back my mother's belongings and teach those bastard silver elves a lesson. I don't think I'll encounter a national level natural disaster right away. Could it be that I really have that legendary main character's physique, and that something will happen wherever I go? "
Rorschach's current state was probably one of confusion.
Even a half-rookie like Rorschach, who had been in Aishi for so long, had some understanding of the Evil Gods. At the very least, he knew that the source of the pollution had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, everyone would be doomed.
The Boss in front of him, who was in his third transformation, and the black thing in his hand, seemed to be the source of the contamination.
However, he couldn't defeat Jack in the first place. Following the basic principle of a transformed Boss, his combat power would at least be doubled. It seemed that he had no chance of winning against the current Jack.
"Defend and wait for reinforcements? This is such a major matter. Some Gods will soon intervene. It's better to leave the Demon King to the brave. "
Jack seemed to have seen through Rorschach's thoughts. However, he laughed in a strangely friendly manner.
"You want to wait for reinforcements? That'll probably take some time. This is' Sofia's Cage of Duels, 'a SemiGod Equipment specially made for duels. Ha, they still think that I don't know the true effect of this SemiGod Equipment. What do you mean by 'create a battlefield suitable for duels'? It's obviously 'an arena where only one person can leave alive.' "
Jack was just like a nagging antagonist, happily explaining his actions. But soon, Rorschach understood Jack's evil intentions.
"I'm opening up the seed right now in order to give it more time to germinate. Theoretically speaking, before there's only one person left alive on the platform, this sealed space won't be able to be opened. They probably really want to kill you … But, they'll probably be able to reluctantly accept my death. Now then, it's your turn to make a choice. "
Choice? What does that mean? In the next moment, Jack's smile became even more amiable. Rorschach also understood the undisguised evil intentions.
"The longer you delay, the more danger your companions and your Church will be in. So, will you sacrifice yourself to buy time for your companions and the city, or will you linger at death's door while waiting for reinforcements and let the situation worsen? "
Rorschach didn't reply. He didn't need to reply. The magic sword that was bursting with cold air indicated Rorschach's choice.
"I choose to kill you here!"
In the next moment, the Aurora Blade Dancer took a step forward. The moment of confrontation had arrived. At this moment, there was no reason to retreat.
The smile on the strange magic armor's face became even more delighted. Compared to a battle that was restricted by the rules, he preferred such a direct and primitive method of killing and hating each other. Now, there was no way out for either side.
"Die, die, die. Let me take a good look at what kind of ugly face you have after you throw away that mask of peace and so-called common sense."
"Can it be opened?"
"… In order to prevent the Judgement Gods from forcefully interfering, that space is also protected by Aston's divine power. Ordinary methods should be ineffective. The defenses that we set up from the very beginning were meant to deal with powerful Gods. "
"Track down Aston's divine power. No, directly have Aston attack. That should save us some time."
"… But it's impossible to directly send down a God in this area. Even an incarnation will quickly be corrupted if it goes in. Even if we can contact him now, tracking him from a distance in that area will require even more divine power and time … "
At this moment, in Saul's grand arena, in the silver elf's area, several cloaked individuals were trying to think of a solution.
From the very start, no other elves had approached their area. Only a few maids had come to serve them. It was obvious that these maids were important individuals … Fine, it was obvious that these maids were the Silver Elf Gods. In fact, even the Silver Elf War God himself had secretly created an incarnation with a divine limb to personally observe the battle.
After all, this matter was far too important to them. These Silver Elf Gods had personally decided on Jack's matter … That was to say, they had all been slapped in the face by Jack. As Gods, they had actually been tricked by a mortal to such an extent.
Right now, they were all seriously discussing how to solve this problem. However, this wasn't because they wanted to save the Mayflower Rain squadron that had fallen into the Evil God's domain. Rather, it was because the current situation was far too troublesome. If they couldn't quickly solve this problem, even they wouldn't be able to handle it.
Right now, the most anxious person was probably the Silver Elf War God himself.
His golden hair, which was once described as dazzling as the sun, was now dim and dull. His handsome smile on the poster had become pale and bitter. As the person who had directly inherited Jack's soul, his incarnation had been locked down by his fellow Gods the moment that he discovered the Evil God's Seed … His true body felt sad because of their wary gazes and how they didn't care about their fellow Gods at all.
Even after a series of strict inspections, no problems were found with him, and it was the Silver Elf God King's decision to use the "Prison Cage", he was only an unlucky fellow who had been tricked after following orders … Fine then, perhaps even he himself now knew just how perfect of a scapegoat he was.
Since the Silver Elf Gods wouldn't admit that they were the ones who had brought out the Prison Cage, then it was only natural that the Silver Elf War God had brought it out, even if he didn't have such a mystical God Equipment.
Whether or not he could solve the Evil Gods' invasion, he would still have to take the blame. The only difference was how big the blame would be, and whether it would directly crush him to death.
If he solved the problem quickly, there wouldn't be many losses. He would just be an unlucky fellow who had been deceived. At the very least, he wouldn't die from being blamed for neglecting his duty.
But if there were heavy losses … The citizens would also need a target to vent their frustrations. The Silver Elf War God wouldn't take responsibility for this. As he was one of the "true culprits" behind the Evil Gods' invasion, the Silver Elf War God would probably only have the right to leave behind his last words.
"I hope that this problem can be solved quickly. I hope that there won't be any mortal deaths."
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