The long and cold night in the wilderness had finally come to an end. The purple moon that symbolized the hunting of demons had finally descended.
When dawn arrived in the dark Cape Town, the Seymour people welcomed the annual season of sunlight without the interference of the Magic Fog.
The Sunlight Festival was also a New Year's celebration for the Seymour people. Many visitors from other races came from far away to watch. After all, in such a special place and time, being able to safely enjoy the sunlight was already a luxury that could not be bought with money.
However, this did not mean that it was a good season.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Some people said that it was the season of spring thunder, the fireworks of the Sunlight Festival. However, thousands of lightning bolts fell in just five minutes. This was already beyond the scope of the season.
The only thing worth celebrating was the special structure of Cape Town.
The city was just like its name. If one looked down from the sand dune outside the city, it would look like a Seymour people's horn.
The entire city was covered by the outer walls of the city. Lightning continued to strike the outer walls, leaving only a small space in the middle, which was still being filled by the violent lightning.
However, the lightning that was drawn in did not cause much damage other than sparks.
It was said that the Seymour people had mastered the technique of using lightning as a source of energy. Now, it seemed that it was quite convincing.
Sunlight shone down from the hole, covering the Goddess Square where the celebration was held with a golden glow. However, how could this level of light attract countless tourists who came from far away?
"It's open, it's open!"
Amidst the cheers and exclamations, the hole in the middle of the giant horn slowly opened. The huge outer wall began to slowly disintegrate, even though the lightning was still fierce.
On the highlands around the city, towers made of bones slowly rose. The lightning seemed to be drawn away by them.
During the celebration, these "Ancestor's Teeth" would be used as lightning rods.
The "horn" of Cape Town was slowly opening. The sunlight also began to shine. Wherever it passed, it would be covered in golden light, bringing with it joyous cheers.
As the spiritual home of the Seymour people, only in the Harlet Wasteland with its unique climate would there be a thunderstorm season once a year.
Only the Thunderstorm Season, which was filled with storm elemental energy, was capable of dispelling the other elemental energies. At the same time, it also brought along the boundless magical mist, allowing the gift of sunlight to descend.
Even if other big cities had large-scale fog dispelling devices, they still couldn't disperse the fog high above their heads. Artificial lights and natural light were two completely different things.
However, only a large city like Cape Town, which was almost the capital of a race, could enjoy the rare sunshine celebration during the thunderstorm season and enjoy the bright day that spread throughout the entire city.
As the sunlight gradually spread across the entire city, people of all shapes and sizes put down whatever they were doing. Some were confused, some were happy, and some were panicking as they looked at this sacred scene.
However, there were always some people who looked at the cheering crowd with a blank or indifferent expression, not knowing what they were so happy about.
As for the residents of Cape Town, they were no longer surprised. These people were basically Descenders from different dimensions. In their world, sunlight seemed to be able to shine freely, and the air was not filled with the smell of magic elements. Newborns did not have to worry about the misfortune of dying prematurely.
"… What an enviable place. Then what are all of you doing in this damned place?"
The local residents of Ansorenne would always add this line after hearing about the living environment of the Aishi. Even the most eloquent Descenders wouldn't know how to respond.
We're here to save you from the threat of the Evil Gods? That sounded too fake. Perhaps it could be used in a speech. Back in the day, people who said such things would be treated as hypocrites and hypocrites.
We're here to use this opportunity to improve ourselves and make our Gods become the True Gods of this world. We're also here to plunder some local resources … This sounded quite real, but there were also some subtle differences. And if you really said that, you probably wouldn't know how to respond to the next sentence.
"… Then what's the difference between you and the Evil Gods and their minions?"
We don't kill or plunder? Cough, let's not talk about the "extreme" methods some New Gods would use in private, especially those who were far more extreme than the Evil Gods. Many Evil God factions could be communicated with and traded with.
We …
"See, there's no difference. But, you all look quite similar to us. At the very least, you're more pleasing to the eye than those strangely shaped creatures."
In the eyes of many Ansorenne, the Aishi People were fundamentally no different from the Evil Gods. They were all visitors from another dimension, and it was impossible to chase them away … However, the Aishi People's reputation was still slightly better. After all, most of them were quite friendly. Their similar appearances and racial characteristics also faintly proved that the Aishi People were related to each other by bloodline.
The Ansorenne people were also familiar with the outsiders. They knew that the outsiders were fundamentally no different from them. It would be foolish to generalize based on their birth. There were good and bad outsiders as well. It was better to look at the Holy Emblems on the outsiders' chests that represented their identities and factions.
Generally speaking, the Nature Faction's moderate faction was much more popular. Descenders of the Gods of War, Slaughter, and so on would always be viewed with caution. However, this seemingly unnecessary caution was actually necessary.
The neutral and kind Gods already had a certain reputation. It was just that every time a local resident asked, "What are you doing in this damned place?", no matter which faction the Aishi People belonged to, they would still feel quite awkward.
Right now, in a corner of Cape Town, the same words were being said by an Aishi descender.
"What are we doing in this damned place! You told me that there was electricity here, so I came here. But it turns out that there's no electricity here. I can't even charge my cell phone or video game console! There's no internet or video game! Are you trying to kill me!? "
The golden-haired, playful girl was currently roaring. If one ignored the pile of trash and the dead game console behind her, one would have the urge to retort, "You're the one who's complaining after staying at home for two days and running out of battery?". Her accusation was actually somewhat reasonable.
Meanwhile, the other companions in the room were already used to this.
"Her illness is acting up again. She's addicted to internet and video games … Let's hurry and find a place to charge her batteries. I'm afraid that if we delay any longer, she'll go around biting people."
Su Nanna's vicious tongue was still the same as before. Her beautiful face was now covered by a veil. Due to certain reasons, dark-skinned elves weren't welcomed here.
However, just like Isabella who hadn't improved at all, the past two years hadn't left a single trace on her as she had a long-lived elf bloodline. Isabella was currently sitting on the windowsill, casually playing with a silver sword while vigilantly watching every guest entering and leaving the inn.
Hermit was carefully traveling on the walkway outside the inn. Compared to two years ago, he was now one head taller, and his shoulders were much wider. He had finally gotten rid of those damned shoes that increased his height.
The last member and captain of this temporary team was naturally Rorschach, who had a helpless expression on his face. He hadn't even left the inn for long before he started regretting his choice of team member. This was especially true since the long period of lack of internet and electricity had caused him to become neurotic the moment he left the inn. However, when considering Rorschach's magical prowess, as well as this special mission, he really couldn't be left out.
"… Isabella, hang in there. I heard that there's a Dark Knight edition of the Zhi Long series next month. Didn't you invest in all your credit cards and bank cards? After this mission, I'll personally give you 30 random draws."
"I know myself very well. As an Alkebulan Chieftain, 30 draws …."
"100 random draws! No, 200 random draws is up to you. No matter how dark you are, you won't challenge the lower limit of mathematical probability. "
"Your wish is my command! Tell me, where do you want me to blow up? "
"… Nobody wants you to blow up anything! Didn't you read the mission description? We're here to find someone! This is just a 'simple' mission to find a person. "
However, when Rorschach saw Isabella's blank expression, he knew that he had wasted his breath. He would have to explain everything again.
"It's been two years since we completed the Battle of the Gods and obtained the resources to develop rapidly. Our ship's parts and crew have all been prepared. Now, we're at the most critical part of assembling the ship. Our goal of so many years has finally been realized. What we need now is a spacious enough harbor area to complete this task … Do you understand now?"
"What does this have to do with me coming to this damned place with no internet and no electricity?"
Isabella still had a blank expression. Rorschach had already confirmed that not only had she not read the mission description, she probably hadn't even noticed what the church had been busy with recently.
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