Lu Yang smiled and nodded. After getting into the car, he followed Lu Zhongyou into the city. Just as Tang Lei had said, the imperial capital's urban area had suffered very little damage.
Skyscrapers filled the city, and the streets were brightly lit. There were countless street vendors and pedestrians, though there were far fewer cars than before.
Screech!
Suddenly, a shrill eagle cry came from the sky. Lu Yang looked up and saw an eagle with a wingspan of twenty meters diving toward the ground from an altitude of around three hundred meters.
Just as the eagle was about to descend to two hundred meters, a purple barrier suddenly appeared above the city. The eagle crashed into it and was sent flying back.
Lu Yang was somewhat surprised, but the passersby were already used to it. Quite a few people even chatted idly while looking at the eagle overhead. Yet Lu Yang knew that the eagle's target had been this crowd.
As Lu Zhongyou drove, he said with a smile, "Surprised, little brother? This is the imperial capital's defensive measure. More than a hundred Archmages and over three thousand level-nine mages cast the spell together, working with the temple to create it."
Lu Yang finally understood. "No wonder the temple is doing fine here. So this protective barrier is partly thanks to the temple."
Lu Zhongyou nodded. "That's right. There are many factions within the temple as well, but broadly speaking, there are three. The first is the conservative faction. They still put humans first. Even if they believe in Otherworld Gods, they hope to use the gods' power to protect the human world. They have always been negotiating terms with the gods. The second is the radical faction you discovered. They believe they are no longer human, but