The sky was gray, and there was a thick smell of sulfur and dust in the air, making anyone feel quite uncomfortable.
However, the subtle feeling of being in another world vanished without a trace as soon as I stepped into this place. Perhaps this was because this was yet another domain that resembled another world.
After stepping off the ship, the ground was warm and soft, just like an overly warm couch. If you weren't careful, you would easily sink into it.
However, even the weakest mage would be able to sense the tremendous elemental power beneath their feet. Although the elemental power was quietly flowing like an undercurrent under ice, if it exploded, it would be a frightening threat capable of blowing up an entire mountain range into the sky.
Rorschach put on his gray-black cape and struggled to pull his feet out of the mud. He then turned his attention to the endless world before him.
He didn't see the small village that he had expected to see. Instead, he saw a continuous volcanic region with gray-black mountain ranges extending all the way to the horizon.
The further in he went, the more unbearably hot it became. The appearance of the ground also became more and more bizarre. Lava flowed on the ground, and hot bubbles rose from the boiling undercurrents. Deformed lizard-like creatures wandered around in the lava, but they weren't pure lifeforms … From a mage's perspective, this place was more like the Fire Elemental Plane.
"Volcano giants? They're obviously Fire Elemental Gods. "
Rorschach's original plan would probably have to be rewritten. This area far surpassed the small village that he had imagined. There were twenty to thirty giants here.
The Fire Elemental Giants that walked out of the lava were all at least six meters tall. Their skin seemed to be made of transparent rock, and there was even lava flowing on their skin as if they were living blood.
It was obvious at a glance that these giants were born with unparalleled strength and thick skin. They also wore glassy armor and carried huge throwing spears and stone shields on their backs. No matter how you looked at them, these giants were clearly well-trained soldiers, not commoners.
"… How is this a village? It's obviously a volcano giant country."
But if you thought about it carefully, this was only natural.
Big fish wouldn't maintain friendships with small shrimps. For these Aishi gods to treat them as allies and even support them, they would definitely have a certain level of strength.
In front of Rorschach was a city fortress that Vila Nova Dônia might not be able to defeat even if they were to launch an all-out war. However, the descenders of the other churches along the way might think of this as a small village.
"… Isn't this progress a little too fast?"
"It can't be. The last time I was here, there were only a few hundred people in the village. Their chief has successfully advanced?"
However, from the conversation in the earpiece, it seemed that Rorschach was overthinking things. Even the descenders who had been here before were surprised by the current situation.
It was worth mentioning that due to the existence of Rorschach, the descenders were able to establish a real-time communication system and set up a temporary command department even though they were far away from the Aishi world.
Just this ability alone caused Roxia to suffer six attempts to poach him and two attempts to seduce him with a honey trap in less than three days. And this was even when everyone knew that it was basically impossible to poach him.
Perhaps the more experienced a descender was, the more they would value this seemingly useless logistical ability.
"Are they trying to intimidate us with this formation?"
"Do giants have so many tricks up their sleeves? It's only because they just advanced that there's an increase in the number of new volcano giants. "
"Never underestimate the natives. This is the greatest reward I've received in my thirty years of experience as a descender."
"That's right. Who made the rule that giants are all simple-minded? It's best to stop telling fairy tales. According to what I know, high-level giants like the Cloud Giant and the Lava Giant are all naturally intelligent. Just like the Dragons, they have inherited knowledge …"
Many discussions passed through Rorschach's earpiece as he was the main point of the communication system. While he felt that these giants weren't that different from him, Rorschach also obtained quite a bit of mysterious information.
"Marsha, did you have any contact with the giants here before? How intelligent are they? "
Rorschach sighed in his heart when he heard this rather familiar name, as well as this old acquaintance who wasn't too far away.
"My tribe shouldn't have established any contact with them before. Even if our ancestors did, there should be records of their gigantic bodies."
"In that case, can we conclude that these giants are unable to leave this area? They're unable to leave the Titan Giants' domain …?"
Elder Marsha, the former spiritual leader of the Wasteland West tribe, was now a specialist specially hired by the Eagle's Crown, as well as a member of their team.
Before the city of Vila Nova Dônia was built, she had already retired to the second line. Later on, due to a series of troubles, she came out again to help stabilize the situation.
Later on, the loss of Mount Sainte caused a great migration. Most of the Mount Sainte and Wasteland West tribe could only choose Novodonia or Cape Town.
In this chaotic era, she found the Game Church. In her opinion, this was probably the best choice at that time.
When part of Mount Sainte's forces were integrated into the Game Church, she also put in a lot of effort. When everything was stabilized, she still chose to enter a semi-retired state. Her successors were probably Shaya Marsha and Mu Na.
Looking at it from a different perspective, she must have been part of the decision to split the Sacred Mountain's inheritance and the Sacred Mountain's people in half. After all, considering the future and fate of the entire species, it was only natural that she would bet on both sides.
The situation in Vila Nova Dônia was also changing day by day. Originally, although the Game Church wasn't the strongest force in the city, not only was it the advocate of the alliance, but it also controlled the political and nominal initiative. Its strength wasn't weak either.
However, with the entrance of the big fish, no matter how much the Game Church expanded, it couldn't compare to these big shots with hundreds of years of history and hundreds of thousands of subordinates. The true leaders of Vila Nova Dônia were the big shots at the top of the twenty board of directors.
These large churches didn't really care about the local West Moors joining them.
After all, they already had their own large cities and the local tribes that they had cultivated and integrated for decades and centuries. Recruiting outsiders to cultivate them again would consume a lot of resources, and it also felt like they were fighting for food (junk food) with "small and medium-sized churches."
When your boss didn't even remember your name and face, yet he still had control over your life and death, and you still didn't know him well enough and didn't know his likes and dislikes, uneasiness was already a very restrained emotion.
Under such circumstances, Marsha probably couldn't sit still anymore. Thus, she found these big shot churches.
As the oldest person in this wasteland, Marsha's knowledge and connections were her greatest wealth. These big shots also needed the help of a guide.
This was especially true for the elders of this wasteland. They had too many possibilities and help in the exploration of this wasteland.
Naturally, they hit it off, and the retired old workers found jobs again.
However, when Rorschach first met Marsha, he didn't recognize her.
When they met half a year ago, Marsha was already so old that it was natural for her to die at any time. Her spirit was also astonishingly weak. It seemed that the decline of the situation and the death of her old friend had squeezed out the last of her strength and spirit.
Thus, when she resigned a few months ago, no one stopped her at all. Everyone knew that she didn't have much time left.
However, when they met this time, she was a thirty-four-year-old rich lady. Although there were wrinkles on her face, she was still very handsome. If it wasn't for the familiar broken horn, Rorschach wouldn't have believed it.
"… They really are willing to part with it."
After a long time, Rorschach could only squeeze out this sentence.
"Actually, I also can't believe that there is such a miraculous treasure in this world. They even used it on an old woman like me. What a waste of a treasure."
In fact, the Eagle Crown had indeed paid a huge price.
What? You're so old that you can't move anymore? The Spring of Youth will help you become a hundred years younger.
What? You feel that you can't keep up with the times? We have a knowledge base here that will be directly injected into your brain to speed up your learning.
What? You feel that you're too weak? Our Lord will grant you divine power and make you a God's Chosen. At the very least, you'll be able to reach the combat level of a fifth-step job class.
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