It was understandable that they had come here to search for traces of a temple.
After all, most of those favored by the gods were fanatical believers.
They devoutly and fervently worshipped their own gods. They would never turn their eyes toward another god.
No—perhaps, when it came to other gods, they wished nothing more than to eliminate them and remove an enemy for their own god.
There was competition between "gods," and naturally, their followers could not possibly get along either.
If the favored of one god suddenly went looking for another god, then there was no need to wonder.
Either they were looking for trouble, or it was the beginning of a divine war.
There could be no other reason.
A divine war.
To people like them, it was something incredibly distant, something they could only read about in books.
Yet divine wars were not actually that far from them.
Every city had a "god" protecting it.
But what about outside the cities?
Did those wild gods who had been driven out, who did not even have proper temples, truly accept their exile willingly?
Of course not.
They had always eyed the humans within the cities greedily.
And what about the "gods" within the cities who protected humanity?
Did they truly turn a blind eye to those wild gods?
Chen Fan seemed to understand something.
It appeared that a "god" could no longer hold back and intended to strike at the wild god hidden within Mist Forest.
Before this, he would have been more than happy to see a wild god purified.
After all, the methods wild gods used to seize believers and faith were usually accompanied by extreme bloodshed and violence.
But now...
His sister's only possible hope of standing again.
The wild god in Mist Forest