Even drinking tap water was enough to make one tremble with fear these days.
So many pigs!
After Lin Qi slew the moon elves, the communication magic array he had set up lit up.
A faint, ghostly glow rose, and Alda, rubbing his hands together in excitement, appeared within the communication magic array.
"Great and terrifying Master, those foreign races and nomads have joined forces." Alda was trembling all over with excitement. "We have to get involved in this. We must get involved! Following the orders you gave a few days ago, I've already ordered our people to mobilize."
Drawing a deep breath, Alda reported respectfully, "But here is the latest news: Asenbirs, the former high priest of the Odin Temple, and Hamimigardi, the second master of the Grassland Temple, broke into the Holy Mountain and caused a tremendous uproar."
Lin Qi stared at Alda in astonishment. "Are they preparing for all-out war? Not just between secular nations, but even... a religious war?"
Mr. Mo abruptly raised his head at the side, an incomparably horrified glint flashing through his eyes.
Alda giggled, his smile as vile as could be. "Great and wise Master, yes, a religious war. The Odin Temple, Desert Temple, and Grassland Temple have declared war on the Church at the same time. But you would never guess who drove Asenbirs and Hamimigardi away—it was Miss Sha Xinyue."
Lin Qi's face twisted into a knot. That little fox Sha Xinyue—hadn't she said she would cozy up to Lady Greenfen through other channels? How had she wormed her way into the Church after only a few months apart? His lips twitched, and Lin Qi shook his head. When he had first met Sha Xinyue, she had been the Desert Temple's saintess, acting with the authority of its temple