Severing Faith

The rain gradually stopped.

As evening fell, the group finally chose a place to camp. They had been traveling all day in the rain, and if they continued like this, neither they nor their horses would be able to hold on. Outside, there was a lot of noise. Because it had just rained, it was difficult to build a campfire, and many soldiers could only eat their dry rations soaked in water. However, they couldn't go on without a campfire at night either. Everyone was soaked to the bone, and if they were exposed to the cold wind all night, they would all be affected the next day. These soldiers didn't have many Superhuman Constitution abilities.

Sir Eden sent men to find some dry firewood, while he himself ordered a Xiaohuo to be prepared and placed inside the carriage.

The group carried a charcoal stove, a delicate and small copper stove, which could be used to cook things directly with charcoal, but it was only enough for one or two people to eat their fill. The carriage was like another space, where nothing from the outside could disturb it, as if there was some kind of invisible force, and everyone else became very quiet after approaching the carriage.

Time passed little by little.

As darkness fell, a campfire was lit outside, and the soldiers cooked a large pot of meat soup.

Sir Eden ate some dry rations and drank a large bowl of thick soup before setting up the sentries for the night watch. He was a veteran of the battlefield, and his title of knighthood was bestowed upon him by his master. After his master's death, his loyalty shifted to the eldest daughter of the family. In the Valoran Principality, there was no rule that only men could inherit titles; the eldest and second daughters of a family also had a certain right of inheritance.

After arranging the sentries for the night watch, Sir Eden intended to check on the carriage.

But as soon as he got near the carriage, he decided it was best not to disturb it, so he turned around and went back to the campfire.

It was quiet inside the carriage.

Of course, this is just something that people outside can't hear.

In fact, from the moment night fell, the young man before Caitlyn's eyes began to contort his face, as if he were enduring immense pain. He clutched his head with both hands, emitting terrifying low growls.

She felt very scared!

Then everything went black and she knew nothing more.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle.

The sturdy wooden planks of the carriage were easily crushed by the young man as if they were made of tofu. If it weren't for the Masked Woman beside him calming him down, the carriage would probably have been torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Owner!"

The Masked Woman placed her hand on the young man's forehead and said softly, "Relax!... Relax!..."

"Let my soul become one with yours!... I will share your pain!... My master!... You must open your mind!... Otherwise, your mortal body simply cannot bear the immense information from the Deity!...

"You'll go crazy!"

"You're really going to go mad!... Let me into your mind!... Otherwise, I can't help you sever these connections of faith!... Those connections belong to the previous Deity!... His power is interfering with you!... You must learn to reject these beliefs!... You are the supreme Deity!... Not a tool held hostage by faith!... Let me help you sever all these connections of faith!... And then rebuild your kingdom!..."

"Otherwise!"

"The will of the previous Deity will replace you!... He will use your body as the vessel for his resurrection!..."

"Abandon these beliefs!..."

"They do not serve you!... What you need is a new faith!... A new kingdom!... My master!... Let me help you sever all ties!..."

"These outdated beliefs should be buried along with the dead Deity!..."

An invisible Mental Force Field unfolded.

The Masked Woman grasped the young man's hands, then pressed her forehead against his, her face instantly turning deathly pale. The young man's contorted expression, however, gradually relaxed.

pain.

The Masked Woman was instantly drenched in sweat, which streamed down her pale face. In that instant, she seemed to hear countless voices and see countless images. The overwhelming amount of information assaulted her brain, and even though she was once a level 30 or higher Psion, she felt completely overwhelmed.

Too many!

There are just too many!

The calls of mortals, the prayers of believers, the terrifying dreams—all of it flooded into her mind like a torrent.

Falling Leaf City.

This once prosperous city has now fallen into disrepair, and the decline of White Horse City has begun to affect it. And a recent event has dealt an even greater blow to Falling Leaf City.

The priests lost their connection with Deity.

The restless enemy began frequent harassment. Without the priests' power, the Warrior suffered heavy losses. Even worse, the news seemed impossible to hide any longer, and panic gripped the population. The enemy attacks became increasingly frequent. Bad news kept arriving, and large numbers of refugees gathered outside the city. Without Deity protection and the priests' Divine Magic, the Half-Elf towns and villages within a hundred kilometers of Falling Leaf City were under attack.

Gnoll, Orc, Ogre...

The monsters they had driven away years ago have suddenly returned, seemingly wanting to reclaim this Fertility land.

"Archbishop! Something terrible has happened!"

A series of hurried footsteps sounded, and then a young Acolyte quickly arrived near the square.

He whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged priest, whose expression immediately changed, and he rushed toward the location of the temple.

The temple of the ' God of Half-Elves and Rogues '.

This is His largest temple in the Material Plane, and also His center of faith in the mortal world.

As the successor to the ' God of Thieves ', the God of ' Half-Elf and Rogue ' lost too much power in the struggle of the Deity. Because he failed to master the [Shadow] domain, the Rogue ' faith began to be passed on to the ' Lord of Shadows ', the ' Goddess of Fortune ', and the ' Lady of Night '. Having only inherited a weak Portfolio, he had no choice but to spread the domain of his faith to the territory of his own race, namely the Half-Elf, who were caught between humans and Elf and whose position had always been awkward.

Therefore, His first Portfolio was [Half-Elf], and only then [Rogue].

Half-Elf were His primary source of faith.

He once Ascension to [Lesser Divinity] through the faith of Half-Elf, but unfortunately, due to his defeat in the struggle for the Rogue's Realm, he was once again reduced to [Quasi-Divinity] by the ' Lord of Shadows '.

Now, as one of the first Deity, He fell to earth and ultimately died at the hands of the Vampire God Child.

The temple's light was very dim.

As the largest temple of the Deity in the Material Plane, every change here signifies many things.

The Radiance of Divinity is waning.

From the moment the God of Half-Elves and Rogues fell to earth, the temple's glory had dimmed considerably. Fortunately, the decline gradually stopped; although the temple's power had weakened considerably, it still retained a portion, giving many believers a glimmer of hope. However, not long ago, an astonishing event occurred: the statue of the God of Half-Elves and Rogues enshrined in the temple suddenly became dull and completely powerless, resembling an ordinary statue.

This process lasted a full day.

The next day, the statues seemed to have regained their power, and a Radiance of Divinity reappeared.

Although very faint.

But at least it's still a glimmer of hope!

But.

What was happening before their eyes left all the believers ashen-faced. In the middle-aged priest's dejected gaze, the statue of the ' God of Half-Elves and Rogues ' standing in the center of the temple gradually lost all its Divine Radiance. The temple still had residual power, but the statue was devoid of any Divine Power. Cracks appeared, and before their stunned eyes, the statue in the center of the temple suddenly collapsed!

Buzz!

It was as if the power of a certain source had been extinguished.

Centered on this temple, all the statues serving the ' God of Half-Elves and Rogues ' have become dull and lifeless, and some have even developed cracks.

Final!

In all the temples that served Him, one after another the Divine Power radiance of the idols faded, turning them into utterly mortal objects!

They've fallen.

The Deity have fallen!

This time it was a complete and utter annihilation; nothing was left behind!

His divine name has passed away.

...(To be continued~^~)