Chapter 363 The Banshee's Choice
The prince squinted his eyes and looked at the monster in the distance, not hiding his shock at all.
Although she was once the empress of the empire, the pinnacle of secular power, she knew nothing about this monster. This was normal - the secular regime had already reached a tacit understanding that the supernatural belonged to the Holy See, and the secular belonged to the king.
Even the vast empire is no exception. The lords have almost all the rights to dispose of the territory, but they do not reach out to the extraordinary world.
It’s not that they are not interested, the greed of the nobles always exceeds everyone’s expectations, but they can’t do it.
Extraordinary knowledge always carries pollution. There is no systematic way to deal with pollution. Even mere understanding may be eroded.
Even with the power of the Queen, she could only gain the loyalty of certain families. For example, the Juan family had extraordinary people in almost every generation and they were also die-hard royal party members, but those extraordinary people were ultimately people of the Holy See.
If they were asked to choose between the Holy See and the royal family, the Ruoan family might waver, but the extraordinary people in the family would definitely side with the Holy See.
If secular lords want to contact the extraordinary, the only way is almost through cults, such as cooperating with cults like Zeus.
The prince looked at Galahad and, as expected, found that he also had a confused expression.
With her authority as the Queen, she can help her subordinates get involved in the supernatural, but in terms of supernatural knowledge and various backgrounds, the Empire and the Church cannot compare.
This is why Isabella was determined to overthrow the Vatican even if she had to start all over again - as long as the Vatican existed, the empire would never be able to cross the barriers of the secular world.
The prince didn't know much about the extraordinary, but he knew that a monster of this size was not something that humans could contend with.
Therefore, he did not rush to let the harbor guards join the battle, but listened quietly to his mother-in-law's story.
Only after the mother-in-law finished speaking did she grit her teeth and look at [Kind Mother], with a rare look of struggle on her face.
In the sea near Blood Harbor.
Several banshees gathered together. They didn't say anything, but the expressions on their faces kept changing.
Although it seemed quiet on the surface, there was already a huge noise in the mind connection.
"We should enter Blood Harbor immediately. You have seen that monster, right? We can't stop it with the Skitarii!"
"It's not possible even if we are included, right?"
"Why not? The Skitarii can't defeat us because their firepower is too weak. We have heavy firepower, so we can win!"
This team of Banshees was originally designed to prevent accidents. They had been prepared to face a large number of enemies from the very beginning. Their weapons and ammunition were almost fully equipped, and they not only had heavy firepower, but also a lot of it.
"Have you forgotten what Grandma said just now? The situation is not particularly urgent. The Skitarii can't beat the [Mother], but we can still deal with them. Exposing our presence rashly will only bring trouble."
"Indeed, this is Blood Harbor, not Castel. We should find a way to deal with the prince. We are not his babysitters. If there is an emergency, just take our people away!"
"How can this be? Are we going to stay on this small island forever? This is a good opportunity to show our strength. Besides, there are so many people in Blood Harbor? Are we going to watch them die like this?"
The banshees were quarreling with each other. They used to be slaves and fought only for themselves. Their only options were resistance and submission, so they could easily reach a consensus.
Later they joined Caster. They were both banshees and subjects of Caster. In order to defend their homeland, no one would back down.
But now, they are in a strange land, dealing with the evil gods summoned by a group of hungry people. It is hard to say whether this is helping a group of strangers oppress another group of strangers.
And after all, they are banshees. The islanders of Castel have fought alongside them, but the people of Blood Harbor have not. Are they going to fight for a group of foreigners?
When the banshees pledged their allegiance, Zeus had promised not to send them into wars of foreign expansion, and the task given to them now was only to support their own people in Blood Harbor. As for whether or not to help the people in Blood Harbor deal with the [Mother], that was entirely up to their own will.
"Stop arguing, as usual, let's open our hearts to each other."
The banshees fell silent, and they all looked at Ash.
Whether it was Zeus's will or Ash's order, they would choose to obey. At this moment, they decided to use the ancient ritual to resolve the dispute - mind attunement.
The banshees closed their eyes together, with different expressions on their faces, but their hearts gradually merged into one.
Countless emotions, thoughts, and concepts flow freely in everyone's heart, and everyone at this moment thoroughly understands each other's most subtle and complex thoughts.
Everything that can be said, everything that is difficult to say, and everything that can only be buried deep in the heart converge at this moment and condense into the same will.
This is a natural talent of the Banshees; they are a race of the heart, naturally able to understand each other.
Just a moment later, the banshees slowly opened their eyes. At this moment, they no longer had any disputes and all looked at Ash.
She is the battlefield commander and has the highest authority in the team. She can make decisions based on the situation - right now.
Ash slowly stretched her body, and her joints all over her body made a crackling sound. Her streamlined body was extremely powerful. She surfaced and looked up at the Blood Harbor not far away.
"My fellow tribesmen, let us follow our common will and rush to the battlefield."
In the deep sea, dark shadows gradually emerged and then broke through the water surface.
A metal helmet, metal armor, with only a faint glow coming through the gaps in the visor, which was the embodiment of supernatural power.
The sea water slid down the edge of the heavy armor and dripped into the sea, crawling like a long, scaly-covered snake, leaving a trail of water on the dock of Blood Harbor.
The Banshees are already tall, and they look like giants when wearing heavy armor. What's more, they emerge from the sea, as if they are gods from the bottom of the sea.
Moving in the sea wearing heavy armor is tantamount to suicide for humans, but the heavy armor that is several fingers thick is as light as a second layer of scales for the banshee.
The sound of metal clashing was heard, and a steel giant walked on the land of Blood Harbor.
Various weapons were hung on the six arms, including a Gatling heavy machine gun with a barrel, a steam rifle covered with mercury pipes, and several people were carrying a huge iron box with the waterproof compartment inside filled with explosive packs.
They just kept moving forward on the streets of Blood Harbor, crushing all the ruins of houses and believers of the Mother Goddess that stood in their way.
The sky was gloomy, thunder could be heard faintly in the clouds, and it was raining in Blood Harbor.
(End of this chapter)
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