Boom! Boom!
Inside an underground shelter in Backlund, Audrey, dressed in hunting attire, listened intently to the seemingly distant explosion.
When she turned around, she saw Melissa looking at her with a slightly confused expression.
The young woman, barely an adult, asked in a dreamlike tone:
"Miss Audrey, will the war end once we are completely defeated, and will we no longer have to worry about shelling, bombing, and food shortages?"
Audrey gave her a deep look and said:
"But that would mean you'd have to change your beliefs."
Melissa hesitated, unsure how to answer. Just then, a commoner huddled against the wall blurted out:
"I worship the God of Steam and Machinery! Even if the Feysac and the Intis win, I don't need to convert!"
Then, life will return to its original warm and peaceful state!
These words stirred the interest of many civilians who had taken refuge in the shelters. They whispered among themselves, discussing the possible developments. Among them were many believers of the Evernight.
For most people, faith is not as important as life itself, since in the end, it is still a true deity who will protect them.
The police officers maintaining order at the shelter did not stop the commotion from spreading; they watched everything with indifference, even a hint of anticipation.
But the defeated will suffer far more cruelly than you can imagine; it cannot be summed up by simply converting to a new faith... Both the lessons of history and the conclusions drawn from the state of mind make Audrey more pessimistic than anyone else here.
She looked around and couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"The goddess's anchor has been severely shaken... If it weren't for the previously distributed food supplies, it might have collapsed completely by now..."
Audrey knew perfectly well what this situation meant. She closed her eyes, tilted her head back slightly, and murmured to herself:
"The war of the gods is about to begin..."
The final result will be revealed soon.
After nodding to Melissa, Audrey turned and left the area, heading towards the exit of the shelter.
Susie, the golden retriever, squatted there, like a dutiful guard.
"You... don't seem to be planning to go back?" Susie asked, her nose twitching slightly.
Audrey had taken refuge in this shelter when the siege began today, and hadn't had time to return to her own mansion in Queens Borough. As the fighting subsided somewhat, Earl Hall had twice sent messengers to urge her to return home to the refuge belonging to the nobles.
Audrey shook her head and said with a slight smile:
I have to do what I should do.
Before Susie could respond, she smiled and said:
"You stay here in my place Placate them calm. Don't let anything riot happen. If they want to touch you, let them touch you appropriately."
Susie hesitated for two seconds and said:
"All right."
Audrey said no more and left the shelter through the exit, completely ignored by the guards.
The sky outside was gloomy, many buildings had collapsed, and flames were burning that were about to go out. The streets were empty, with no carriages or pedestrians.
This was completely different from the Backlund that Audrey remembered.
The original Backlund was blue, yellow, and off-white; it was lively, bustling, and full of vitality. Now it is gray, black, and crimson; it is withered, chaotic, and somewhat deathly quiet.
After glancing left and right, Audrey, dressed in hunting attire, determined her direction and headed towards the edge of town.
What she had to do was very simple:
Join this war and do your best to help the Loen forces avoid collapse before the end of the God War;
If the victor in a war of gods is the opposing side, then various methods such as " Psychological Suggestion," " Hypnosis," and " Mental Plague " are used to suppress the venting emotions of soldiers, officers, and Beyonder, thereby reducing the damage caused by the war.
Audrey darted swiftly through the flickering flames, heading straight into the distance.
In a room high up in the Sea Waves Cathedral in Bayam, the " City of Generosity " of the Rorsted Archipelago.
Danitz, cloaked in black, met the renowned Cardinal of the Five Seas Church of Storms, the " Mandated Punishers," and " Sea King " Jahn Kottman.
Glancing at the muscles that strained against the other man's priestly robes, Danitz swallowed the words that were already on the tip of his tongue, and after considering them carefully, said:
I bring goodwill.
For some reason, he felt a tingling sensation on his skin, as if invisible lightning was flashing within it.
"Goodwill?" The tall, burly, and sharply defined Jahn Kottman snorted.
"Ha, if it weren't for the fact that the ' Sailor ' type of guys are rather hot-tempered and often can't distinguish between a joke and sarcasm, and once their anger erupts, they don't even consider the big picture, I wouldn't need to talk like this now... Bullshit!" Danitz muttered a couple of times, maintaining his smile, and explained the rebels' intentions verbatim.
Jahn Kottman stared at the great pirate, who seemed to have escaped the " Golden Dream," and suddenly sneered:
"If we withdraw most of our forces, can you hold onto Bayam and the archipelago?"
"If we can't hold out and the combined fleets of Feysac and Feynapotter break through our lines, how can we guarantee the interests of the Loen immigrants?"
As the Demigod involved, he was absolutely certain that " Sea God " Kavithua had fallen, but he didn't know who was now bearing the title of " Sea God " or whether they had enough ability to protect the Rorsted Archipelago.
That's a good question... The presence of a problem indicates a possibility of successful negotiations... Danitz hadn't actually considered how the resistance would fight against the Feysac and Feynapotter people after Loen dispatched strongmen back to Backlund Gehrman Sparrow and the " The Fool " behind him were capable enough to protect this place.
In a flash, Danitz looked at the extremely imposing " Sea King " opposite him and said:
"I will pray to my Lord, asking Him to protect the Rorsted Archipelago."
"Hmm? Sea King?" Jahn Kottman narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.
The overwhelming aura emanating from the " Tyrant " caused Danitz to involuntarily take two steps back, lower his head, and immediately begin to pray:
" Blessed of the sea and the Spirit World, Protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, Ruler of Undersea Creatures, Master of Tsunamis and Storms, great Kavithua, please bestow your power and protect the islands..."
After finishing his prayers, Danitz cautiously looked out the window, but found nothing unusual.
Jahn Kottman sized him up for a few seconds and said:
"Your god doesn't seem to be responding to you..."
"Cough." Danitz cleared his throat, feeling his heart pounding like a drum.
Just then, the sky outside suddenly darkened, as if a large number of dark clouds were flying in and obscuring the Sun.
" Sea King " Jahn Kottman instinctively turned his head and looked out the window, where he saw a shadow falling over the horizon where the sea met the sky.
With his control over the archipelago's waters, the Cardinal of the Church of Storms quickly grasped the overall situation:
The Rorsted Archipelago and the surrounding waters were shrouded in thick fog, becoming indistinct and unreal.
A seabird flew by, attempting to land on the harbor cliff, but it flew right through it without stopping.
Ordinary people inside the archipelago continue their normal lives, but there's a sense that another Storm is brewing.
This... Jahn Kottman's deep blue pupils widened considerably, and he subconsciously turned around to look at " Blazing " Danitz, who called himself a " Blessed of the Sea God."
Danitz's mouth gaped open, forgetting to close it; his surprise was no less than that of " Sea King."
A few seconds later, the fog dissipated, the shadows faded, and everything on the Rorsted Archipelago returned to normal.
"..." Danitz blinked, and chuckled as " Sea King " Jahn Kottman looked over again, "My Lord has answered my prayers."
As he spoke, the pirate, whose bounty had already exceeded ten thousand pounds, mentally slapped himself twice:
Bullshit! How dare you doubt Mr. The Fool! Is this the power of Mr. The Fool?
Jahn Kottman paused for a few seconds and then said:
"I will carefully consider your proposal. I will immediately convene a meeting with several key figures in Bayam to discuss this matter, and I will give you an answer in an hour."
Danitz slightly raised his chin and chuckled, saying:
"I will wait patiently."
Having said that, he followed his " Hunter's" instincts, gave a casual bow, and turned to leave the room.
Amidst the creaking sound, streaks of silver lightning flashed within Jahn Kottman's blue eyes.
Above the Gray Fog, in the ancient palace.
Klein threw the " Curtain " back into the "iron pot" and resealed it.
He just used the ability of Sequence 1 " Attendant of Mysteries " to mobilize the power of " Sefirah Castle " to make a response, creating an effect that shocked even " Sea King " Jahn Kottman.
In another half day, the Beyonder Characteristic of " Attendant of Mysteries " will be decomposed. The remainder can be used to concoct the " Miracle Invoker " Potion. Hmm, after only the Sequence 2 remains, I can try to use the power of " Sefirah Castle " to crush and Reorganization, extracting the Beyonder Characteristic of " Scholar of Yore " and " Bizarro Sorcerer " in a shorter time, reducing the risks brought by the Potion... Klein muttered a few words and then quickly returned to the real world.
He was no longer in a dark, desolate wilderness, but in the " Giant King's Court " frozen in Twilight.
He entered the " Giant King's Court " before the City of Silver exploration team arrived at the Afternoon Town camp.
Bathed in the orange-red light, Klein felt his body weaken and exhausted, and turned his gaze to the magnificent and splendid complex of buildings high above.
Those countless palaces and towers still retain the afterglow of the Second Age, as if they were the embodiment of myths and legends.
No, this is just a myth or legend.
Klein planned to attempt to open the palace where the " Dark Angel " Sasrir was sleeping before the City of Silver exploration team officially set out.
In this way, if any unexpected event occurs, the City of Silver exploration team will have time to make targeted preparations, and Klein himself, because he is using Historical Void images, will definitely be much, much safer than others.
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