Chapter 387
Karl prostrated himself, and his devout followers, who had always followed him, also knelt down.
Those who were still standing only now realized what a ridiculous "gamble" this was.
“We’re making a ridiculous gamble,” someone bluntly stated.
No one agreed, so he continued:
"If we win the bet, then we will continue to live on the Western Continent, our bodies consumed by rage as before, barely clinging to life! Who knows, we might be beaten to death in the street one day!"
“We’ve lost the bet, ha… Then we will push away the god who could have saved us! We will be rejected by the new god, and in the end, we will even be stripped of the right to be exiled into the sea!”
No one agreed with him, because everyone already knew this.
For them, it seems that none of these points constitute a true victory.
Therefore, they prepared to kneel down and repent.
But it's too late now—
"It's getting dark! Look at the sky!"
Everyone looked up and saw a bright, full moon appear in the sky above where the sun had been.
The moonlight gradually swallowed the sunlight, and its silvery radiance gently and sacredly fell upon all things on earth.
At this moment, not only was day and night reversed above the city gates of St. Louis, but the entire western continent was also shrouded in the moonlight-veiled night.
The citizens of every city on the Western Continent came out of their homes and knelt in devout worship on both sides of the street.
Ascaria:
"The moon goddess has descended! I think that this time, the royal city of St. Louis should also be brought under the moon goddess's glory!"
The second city, Orant:
"Look, the Moon Goddess Cynthia is the true master of the Western Continent! The filthy title of Saintess is just a conspiracy devised by the ugly and dark God of Light to prevent us from worshipping the great Moon Goddess!"
The third city, Kerstan:
"By the Moon Goddess! Your pitiful and selfish followers repent for their past folly! From this day forward, under Your radiance, we will no longer be misled by anyone's slander!"
The fourth one...
The fifth one...
Until the gates of the city of St. Louis.
The rebels who were still standing had already uncontrollably bent their knees.
The turning of day into night symbolizes the arrival of the moon goddess—a fact known to almost everyone in the Western Continent.
They lost their bet!
"The moon goddess has descended!"
The men kneeling behind Karl had fanatical expressions, but not one of them raised their heads, which would offend the gods.
The rebels who were still standing opposite immediately knelt down at this shout.
This immediately highlighted the remaining two or three leaders.
They stood frozen in place, their faces flushed crimson.
These people were all newcomers to the Western Continent. On the continent of Olay, where the God of Light rarely appeared, they had never witnessed such a divine act in their short lives.
They felt a fear they had never experienced before...
Lingwu, who was still in Ascaria, had not yet gone there.
She slightly raised her head to meet the gaze of the bright full moon in the night sky, then extended her fingertips.
The little crow that had its back to her on the windowsill immediately spread its wings and flew towards her.
Finally, it gently landed on her fingertips, then covered its head with its wings and whispered:
"Unwrap the presents."
The little crow's voice was still hoarse, even carrying a terrifying and unpleasant quality, as if announcing bad news.
Even after listening for a long time, my eardrums still feel itchy.
But Lingwu simply patted its little head, nodded, and said, "Okay."
The moonlight over the royal city of Saint-Louis was both gentle and extremely bright.
It looks almost exactly the same as during the day, except that the buildings and people are shrouded in a thin veil.
Under such a miracle, the moon goddess descended from the sky.
Even though she had no wings, she remained suspended in mid-air.
She faced Karl, looking at him with gentle eyes.
The god's back was thus exposed without any defense to the crowd standing on the opposite side of Karl.
Her long, dark, curly hair, reaching her ankles, beneath the golden crown, made her figure appear even more petite and delicate.
It looks like anyone could easily kill her with a single arrow.
But no one present dared to harbor such offensive thoughts towards her.
Even the leaders who were still standing prepared to kneel down.
But before they could even react, they felt a heavy pressure pressing down on their heads!
At that moment, before they could even see the face of the moon goddess Cynthia, their knees snapped with a "crack," forcing them to kneel down before her.
Even the painful groans were blocked in the throat by an irresistible force.
Their foreheads were pressed heavily to the ground, unable to lift them.
This was the first time they had directly witnessed the power of the gods.
She didn't even glance at them, or even turn around, and the rebels were defeated like clowns, their faces falling to the ground!
At that moment, only one thought occupied their minds: "Karl is right, the power of the gods is terrifying! If she wanted to, she could easily overturn the world for her!"
Lingwu never turned around; her amber eyes gently gazed at Karl and the group of devout believers.
She said, "Devout believers deserve to be rewarded."
Lingwu's finger gently fell, touching Karl's head. "Karl will become my chosen one, and will travel on my behalf across the continent of Olay."
Karl's excitement was palpable, and he also understood the unspoken meaning behind the words of the deity before him.
Not traveling across the Western Continent, but...
Olay Continent!
The followers behind Karl also felt a gentle touch on their foreheads.
They understood that this was a blessing bestowed upon them exclusively by the god they devoutly believed in.
In contrast to their fervor and excitement, the rebels were gripped by deep fear.
Lingwu didn't argue with them.
For gods to concern themselves with such matters with humans would only diminish their status in the eyes of others.
She merely raised her fingertips slightly, and a small amount of golden power poured out.
Under the influence of this divine power, all those who were kneeling on the ground were forced to raise their heads.
Their eyes were fixed on the city gates of the Royal City of St. Louis.
This city of St. Louis, which withstood attacks from all people and massive weapons for half a year, remained completely unshaken...
It is about to reveal its true colors.
The two massive city gates slowly opened.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, what lay behind that open door shattered everyone's understanding.
What sets the city of St. Louis apart from all others is that it is instantly recognizable as a city that no human could have built.
Only a god could have made it possible!
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