Chapter 173 Awakening

The homeland is no longer there, and the only survivor of the Anar family has been reborn.

Torturing every Druzy to death is Aris' only goal for the rest of his life.

The "Shadow King" constantly mobilized shadow warriors. These orphans of Druzai who were raised by him, stirred up unrest all over the northern continent to avenge their "family feuds and national hatred."

They considered themselves to be Asur.

The Midnight Stone hid Aris in shadow, and the Shadow King, holding the Moonbow and wearing the Crown of Nagarythe, boarded a ship to Ulthuan.

This avenger, whom Druzy dared not call by name, wanted to get involved in the storm in the vast ocean.

Hexota, inside the observatory at the top of the Southern Star Pyramid.

Lord Mazdamuddi opened his eyes again, and the anger caused by the continuous disturbances caused ripples in Slan's indifferent mind.

How dare the hot-blooded and filthy undead lay their hands on the ancient saint's star engine!

The Skin Lizard Priests approached the Magic Toad in panic. They had never seen the Lord of the Sun City behave so out of control.

Mazdamuddi underestimated the desire of the lesser races for the ancient sacred artifacts. He did not expect that in just a few months, nearly ten million young creatures would gather around the storm.

This is blasphemy against the ancient saints!

They have strayed from the ways of the Ancients, and there is no place for them in the Grand Plan!

"Wake up the descendants of Zongqi and give them sacred weapons!"

Even the oldest Skink Priest had never received such a clear order. This was the first time in centuries that the Lord of the City of the Sun had issued a supreme command.

The Skink Priests all performed their duties and issued top priority orders to all levels.

In the Holy Hatching Atoll of Hesiota, the keepers pour the sacred bait of the water god Zongqi into the hatching pond in preparation for a rare directional hatching.

Ten thousand Thoros larvae are slowly taking shape in the incubation pool, and Shi Jianke has prepared magical equipment for them.

In the pool of the observatory, Lord Mazdamuddi was quietly thinking.

This hatching used up all the blessings left by Zong Qi, but their numbers were far from enough to kill all the young creatures that desecrated the Ancient Saint's engine.

This was an army destined to suffer heavy losses.

They would stand beside the Old Ones' engines, using slaughter to awaken the awe of the younger races.

A suitable legion commander must be chosen, because this operation is a life-or-death mission and only the most tenacious individuals can perform it.

The Lord of the Sun City began to think, but found that Hesiota did not have a suitable leader, and the powerful warriors were all carrying out their respective tasks.

Mazdamuddi's will wandered through the rainforest and eventually found a suitable target.

But that was not its subordinate.

The second generation of Slann scanned the rainforest, trying to find the remains of its mentor, and received a hint from Lord Kroka.

That special infant spirit is closely related to the ancient saint Ashorankā and must be treated with caution.

On the Isthmus of Lustria, the dwarves greeted the dawn in low spirits.

Looking at the greenskin corpses all over the ground, Sorian knocked on his armor, trying to attract the enemy to help him wake up.

Unfortunately, all those who were supposed to come had already been killed.

After Teclis sets the body on fire, Lynch sets out again.

The lizardmen never seem to get tired and are always on guard.

They encountered a dozen or so hot-blooded adventure teams, most of whom were Norscans.

This is not normal, this place is far from Skoge and closer to Pillager Harbor.

Pillagerport is more of a mixed race, rather than a large population of Norscans.

While marching, Lynch could occasionally see teams of hot-blooded explorers engaging in firefights with each other in the jungle.

The civilized people armed with bows and crossbows fought with the Norse barbarians who used various shelters to approach the enemy, and the battle was bloody.

This phenomenon becomes more common as you get closer to Plunder Harbor.

It was another boring day of traveling. The hot-blooded people were in a civil war, and the only ones who really fought with Lynch were a few waves of greenskins.

The next three days were like this, until the seventh day when things took a turn for the better.

There were more pirates and Norse barbarians engaged in the fighting, and Lynch found traces of plague on some of the Norsemen.

Moreover, these Norse people believed in the "God of the Mountains".

The plague on the corpse was not some terrible disease, just some kind of small flu.

Lynch was more interested in the god of the mountains.

In the vast ocean, on the deck of the White Dove merchant ship.

Eugen More's servants burned the bodies of the deceased and prayed for them.

The crew members hid in the distance and watched. No one wanted to stay with the diseased corpse, so they let Pastor Moore do this horrible thing.

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Because Reverend Moore is as unlucky as a corpse.

The ignorant sailors could not distinguish between the prophet and the undertaker. To them, as long as one wore the holy emblem of Morr, he was a priest of Morr, the god of the dead.

Eugen enjoys their stupidity, which allows him to not worry about his identity being exposed.

Humans are extremely xenophobic, and few people in the Empire are willing to accept servants of foreign gods.

Fortunately, there were no witch hunters on the White Dove. Those nasty lunatics were looking for trouble with heretics everywhere.

Even gods such as Mor, Ulric, and Tal, who are also legal beliefs of the Empire, will be treated differently by Sigmar's fanatics.

This may involve high-level political struggles. These ancient gods have a large number of believers and knights.

No lord likes others to interfere in his territory, especially in the name of faith.

You know, the Bishop of More can ask the Knights of More to come and protect the religion.

The grand masters of those knightly orders would be happy to expand the power of the knightly orders in more territories.

This is profitable, but how many warriors are there who truly fight for their beliefs?

Just like the divine revelation conveyed by the "Gatekeeper" this time, as far as Eugen knows, no knightly order has assembled an army for this.

Who would go to the sea to fight the legendary Dread Fleet to the death? The Curse of the Sea made all human residents along the coast dare not mention the earl. Only the bravest and most pious warriors dared to ignore the Dread Fleet's notoriety and shed blood for Mor.

But what good would it be to defeat the earl? The Knights would not gain any benefit, but would only lose strength, and there was a high probability that they would be completely wiped out at sea.

This is a sad reality.

More's church lacked cohesion, a defect magnified by its independent bishops.

Fortunately, Eugen is not a true follower of More.

What does it matter if Mor is gone? Eugen is an oracle whose power comes from the remnants of the Old Ones and the Slann.

Although the Slann probably wouldn't care about a hot-blooded person like him, Lustria had more experienced and more powerful cold-blooded oracles.

If there were witch hunters watching, Eugen might have pretended to shed a few tears for More's death.

At that time, Eugen can switch to Mermedia, his "homeland" is in Tilia.

The Goddess of Mercy is also a good choice. Coincidentally, Pastor Moore's books contain a lot of information about Priest Shalya.

Eugen only needs to change his clothes to become a proper Shalya priest.

Eugen had to thank More for his tolerance; his disrespectful thoughts did not bring about divine punishment. More was an indifferent and fair god, and He did not care.

(End of this chapter)