Chapter 112 Efforts on the Other Side
Outside the Glorious Church-Taoli College stronghold. Great Desert
The yellow sand rippled in waves, whipped by the radioactive wind. Grains of sand crackled against the plastic face shields. Three muscular men, one with bright pink hair, lay sprawled in the sand.
The pink-haired man turned the quartz eyeball hanging on his left eye, and through his special vision, he monitored a distorted column of mercenaries and believers marching towards the church stronghold in a scattered formation like strolling chickens.
He didn't laugh out loud. After all, only this disorganized formation would be the most likely to infiltrate. If they formed a neatly arranged team and rushed to the bottom of the building, they would be wiped out by the defense tower in a few seconds.
"Uncle Wolf! Are we really not following them? Their insider information was successful, right? Look, the defense tower didn't react!"
The young man beside him was so anxious that he rubbed the hilt of his knife with his right hand. Given the speed of the Church of Light's response, if he delayed any longer, he would definitely not even get his soup.
The Human Soul Front and the Church of Light have more or less figured out each other's ways through hundreds of years of communication, collaboration, and mutual attacks.
Unlike the human soul front, which is on the decline, the Church of Light has accumulated considerable energy through continuous encroachment.
In order to resist a possible general attack from other humans, all important strongholds of the church have been equipped with extremely high levels of defense, making them extremely difficult to breach.
Ironically, the group that concentrated their forces to attack the stronghold this time was none other than "other human organizations."
Among them are the human soul front, which is the strongest and most reluctant to confront the church head-on, various chaotic god sects with different backgrounds and styles but similar goals, and some mercenaries and wandering super-powered people who live a comfortable or unhappy life.
The strength of these people varies. Perhaps some of them can bring a little surprise to the church's elite, but most of them will just be small fry who will be drowned in the hail of bullets from the rejection team.
"Uncle Wolf! Uncle~~Big brother, stop looking! If we don't go in now, there will be no soup to drink!"
The yellow-haired boy's eyes were red with anxiety. "Really? Seriously! We finally have some soldiers to help us peel the turtle shells. If we miss out, I'll be so pissed off, brother!"
In his eyes, the human soul front is different from these hot-headed nobles, and no one expects to really take down the church stronghold.
Not to mention rushing down, even tearing down all the defense towers is pure dreaming.
Everyone is just crazy because of poverty. They want to sneak in from the outermost corners, touch the block charging chain or the warehouse with low protection level, and get some resources.
In Huang Mao's eyes, this behavior was justified: The Church of Light was the first to strike! Who told them to recklessly trample on the area planned decades ago and occupy all our resource points?
If the Human Alliance doesn't show some resistance, it might as well just disband.
"snort."
The pink-haired man finally moved. He sheathed his sniper rifle and swung his muscular arm upward. "Follow me left, through the underground backup passage."
Huangmao hesitated a bit: "Take the underground backup passage? It's easy to get blocked."
What if the church arranges an elite rejection team there? Wouldn’t we be doomed then?
However, with Uncle Wolf's reputation ahead of him, Huang Mao and his companions didn't object. They quickly packed up their equipment and followed Uncle Wolf down another path.
When they reached the entrance, Huangmao couldn't help but ask, "Brother, why don't we follow them and drink the soup? I think they are quite capable this time. It only took them a few seconds to break through the defense layer, x!"
Uncle Wolf turned around and nodded his forehead jokingly: "You yourself said that it only took a few seconds to break through the defense layer. Use your brain to think about it carefully."
There are only two possibilities to break through the church's defenses so quickly, even at the most marginal position.
First, the church did it on purpose. It deliberately tore a hole to let them in and catch them in a trap.
Second, some high-ranking members of the Chaos God Sect paid a huge price to achieve a sure-hit attack against their weaknesses in a short period of time.
If it was the former, what they should do was not to get mixed up with that bunch of scum, so as not to be wiped out by the scope of the Glorious Church.
If it is the latter, the goal of the cultists is definitely not just one or two resources, but at least energy stones or more precious targets.
Seeing his apprentice still struggling, he scoffed and reminded him, "Let me give you a hint. The Church of Light stores a fragment of the holy relic—the Human Epic—in every important stronghold. To protect that artifact alone, we won't let you easily break through the barrier."
Uncle Wolf's eyes narrowed slightly, his lips raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.
The direction those cultists are attacking is probably the storage place of human epic.
Never mind, it has nothing to do with us anyway.
No matter how you want to [save humanity], the goal of the Human Soul Front has never changed.
Fellow travelers on different paths, let’s just go our separate ways!
"Let's go." He shook his apprentice's shoulder and walked towards the dark tunnel. The suppression lights turned on one by one, and the pale purple light curtain swept silently through the crowd.
No abnormal fluctuations were found, everything is normal.
…
Once upon a time, technological devices called cameras were placed in every corner, and satellites and drones expanded the vision of the human empire.
Everything has changed now.
Even if the Church of Light still possesses a variety of detection artifacts, and even possesses the "Eye of God" that is more powerful than previous satellites, it will have to endure being blinded by other artifacts due to energy constraints.
The curtain of the Secret Keeper was drawn open, and a dozen figures whose faces could not be seen were sitting around the long table.
A tall, seemingly male figure sat alone at the head of a long table. He and the guests were shrouded in smoke, through which emerged faintly distorted faces: those of the vassals without seats.
"Does anyone else have any objections?"
The man sat sideways on the bluestone throne, spinning a pure gold spinning top in his right hand.
The man on his left chimed in, "Haha, how could that be? Everyone knows that the Church of Light just killed the Spider Mother. Furthermore, they can't even tolerate a gentle deity like the Blind God, and they insist on eradicating every small sect around them..."
The man quickly called out five or six names and said solemnly, "If we don't unite, their present will be our future!"
He spoke passionately, and if it were an elementary school speech contest, there would be a lot of applause. However, the guests around him remained silent, not even tapping their fingers or touching their noses.
Vigilance, doubt and suspicion, this is the underlying tone of the Chaos God Sect.
They are a loose organization composed of wild cults in various deserted villages and unknown gods' messengers. There is no alliance or coordinated strategy among them. They are more like a group of beasts that have formed a temporary team to attack the village.
Sure enough, after more than ten seconds of silence, a sharp voice broke the silence.
"Yo~ I thought you guys killed the Spider Mother! Hahahaha."
The woman sitting on the right side bit her nails. "Didn't you say we should go over and scavenge for resources? Why did you ask me to come over when you have time?"
The man at the head didn't change his attitude because of her madness. He explained calmly, "Resources are naturally the top priority. Our people have already set their sights on the energy stone near the Sacred Museum."
When they heard about the energy stone, many people in the seats changed their sitting positions.
Although it is a renewable man-made wonder and they have more than one piece, there must be something fishy about the [Energy Stone] of the Church of Light.
They were willing to respond to the call of other sects because of an intuitive alarm: the recent movements of the Church of Light seemed to indicate a break with the church.
The church began to hunt down projections and even the original gods, directly extracting energy from the abyss.
It doesn't really matter whether the Spider Mother was killed by the Church of Light, because in just half a year, no less than ten "gods" of all sizes have fallen one after another.
Even if 90% of them are just giant monsters, the fall of the only serious god "Butterfly Shadow" is still shocking.
[Using different methods to save humanity] is the unspoken creed left by the Council of Sages.
In the eyes of the Chaos God Sect, they and the Church of Light were both churches, so who was superior? But now the Church of Light was no longer pretending, and began to use the gap in strength to hunt down the gods behind them, so they had no choice but to fight back.
After all, everyone present knew that even though each of them was the ultimate leader or patriarch of their own sect, possessing immense power and countless artifacts, and calling on everyone to merge with God in the name of God and save the world at the end of the world...
As humans who coexist with the "Gods", as long as the Gods themselves die, all the corresponding church leaders will be buried with them in the next second.
"Everyone."
The man spoke with sincerity, "Right now, the only thing holding the Glorious Church back isn't a few sects, it's energy. We need energy, and behemoths like them need it even more. As long as we have enough leverage, we can drag them back to the negotiating table."
"But……"
The man at the bottom looked around and asked, "What if they don't want to and insist on destroying us?"
"Then they wouldn't resort to this cannibalization tactic."
The leader-like man said confidently, "Together, we are a force that cannot be ignored. If all sects unite as one, even the Church of Light will be no match for us."
After he finished his nonsense, he immediately played his trump card: "Don't worry, our only target this time is the energy stone near the Holy Museum. To this end, our people have left [marks] on the remains of the Existent..."
This time, before he could finish his words, the crazy woman next to him slammed the table, but she was unable to stand up due to the restraint of the chair.
She stared at the man with bloodshot eyes and screamed loudly: "You xx! The remains of an existence, if that, if the remains of an existence have problems——"
"No."
The golden top beside the man tilted slightly, and the woman's voice was immediately silenced.
He slowly placed his hands on the table, and the table surface under his palms lit up with dark silver lines, like stars and water.
"Please believe in their abilities, and also believe in my bottom line. Humanity will be fine, and my Lord will bless us..."
A low voice whispered in everyone's ears, reciting endless characters.
Those sitting around the table clenched their teeth or stared at his face and fingers.
[Does this person really not want to destroy the world? ]
No one dares to guarantee that many of those who devote themselves to "God" are not crazy.
bite--
A clear and crisp sound resounded through the sky, and everyone, including the man himself, showed an extremely stunned expression, which even the fog could not conceal.
The golden top fell over.
And on the other side of the curtain—nothing happened.
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