Boom! Boom!

In an underground shelter in Backlund, Audrey, wearing a hunting suit, listened attentively to the explosion that seemed to be very far away.

When she turned around, she saw Melissa looking at her with a slightly confused look.

The young girl, who had just come of age, asked in a dreamy tone:

"Miss Audrey, if we lose completely, will the war end and we won't have to worry about shelling, bombing, and food shortages anymore?"

Audrey looked at her deeply and said:

"But then you'd have to change your beliefs."

Melissa hesitated, not knowing how to respond. At this moment, a civilian huddled against the wall blurted out:

"I believe in the 'God of Steam and Machinery'! Even if Feysac and the Intis people win, I don't need to change my beliefs!"

By then, life will return to its original warmth and peace!

These words aroused a lot of interest among the civilians hiding in the shelter. They frequently whispered to each other and discussed possible developments. Among them were many believers of the night.

For most people, faith is not as important as life, because in the end, the one who protects them is still a real god.

The police who maintained order in the shelter did not stop the spread of the virus. They watched everything with cold eyes, even with a little expectation.

But what the defeated will endure is definitely more cruel than you can imagine, and it cannot be summed up in one sentence... Whether it is the lessons taught by history or the conclusions deduced from the state of people's hearts, Audrey is more pessimistic than anyone else here.

She looked around and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:

"The anchor of the goddess has been shaken on a large scale... If it weren't for the food distributed earlier, it might have completely collapsed by now..."

Audrey knew clearly what this situation meant. She closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and said silently to herself:

"The God War is about to begin..."

The final results will be presented soon.

After nodding to Melissa, Audrey turned and left the area and came to the exit of the shelter.

The big golden retriever Susie squatted there, like a qualified guard.

"You, don't seem to be planning to go back?" Susie asked in a low voice, her nose twitching slightly.

Audrey had taken refuge in this shelter when the siege began today, and had not had time to return to her own residence in Queens. As the war subsided a little, Earl Hall had sent people to urge her to return home twice and go to the shelter belonging to the nobles.

Audrey shook her head and said with a faint smile:

“I have to do what I’m supposed to do.”

Without waiting for Susie's response, she smiled and said:

"You stay here in my place and calm them down secretly. Don't let any disturbances happen here. If they want to touch you, you can let them do so appropriately."

Susie hesitated for two seconds and said:

"All right."

Audrey said nothing more and left the shelter through the exit. The team of soldiers in charge of guarding the shelter completely ignored her.

The sky outside was dark, and many buildings had collapsed, with flames 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, prosperous, and full of vitality. But now it is gray, black, and red. It is withered, messy, and a little dead.

After looking around, Audrey, dressed in hunting clothes, determined the direction and walked towards the edge of the city.

What she has to do is simple:

Join this war and do your best to help the Loen forces not collapse before the end of the God War;

If the winner of the war of gods is the enemy, then various methods such as "suggestion", "hypnosis", and "mental plague" will be used to eliminate the emotional venting of soldiers, officers, and extraordinary people, and reduce the damage caused by the war.

Audrey quickly passed through the swaying flames and headed straight into the distance.

…………

In the Rorsted Archipelago, in Bayam, the City of Generosity, a room high above the Church of the Waves.

Danitz, wearing a black cloak, met the famous Cardinal of the Church of Storms, the Senior Deacon of the "Substituted Punisher", and the "Sea King" Yan Cotman.

Glancing at the other party's muscles that fully supported the priest's robe, Danitz swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, considered it for a moment and said:

“I bring kindness.”

For some reason, he felt his skin tingling, as if invisible lightning was jumping.

"Goodwill?" Yann Kottman, a tall and sturdy man with hard and deep features, snorted.

Oh, if I hadn't considered that the guys on the "Sailor" path were more irritable, often unable to tell the difference between joking and mocking, and once they erupted in anger, they would not even consider the overall situation, why would I need to speak like this... Bullshit! Danitz muttered a few words, keeping a smile, and repeated the intentions of the rebels in detail.

Yan Cotman stared at the pirate who was not sure whether he had escaped from the Golden Dream or not, and suddenly sneered:

"If we withdraw most of our forces, can you defend Bayam and the archipelago?

"If we can't hold on, and the defense line is penetrated by the joint fleet of Feysac and Feynaport, how can we guarantee the interests of the Loen immigrants?"

As the demigod in question, he was extremely certain that "Sea God" Kalvetua had fallen, but he did not know who was now bearing the title of "Sea God" and whether he had enough ability to protect the Rorsted Islands.

That's a good question... If there's a problem, it means there's a chance that the negotiations will be successful... Danitz actually didn't think about how the rebels would fight against Feysac and Feynapot after Loen sent strong men back to help Backlund. He fully believed that Gehrman Sparrow and the Mr. Fool behind him had enough ability to protect this place.

As his thoughts raced, Danitz looked at the extremely oppressive “Sea King” opposite him and said:

"I will pray to my Lord, asking Him to bless the Rorsted Archipelago."

"Hmm?" "Sea King" Yan Kottman narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

The momentum from the Tyrant Path immediately made Danitz take two steps back, lowered his head, and prayed on the spot:

"The patron saint of the sea and the spirit world, the protector of the Rorsted Archipelago, the ruler of the creatures under the sea, the master of tsunamis and storms, the great Kalvetuva, please bestow your power and protect the archipelago..."

After finishing his prayer, Danitz carefully looked out the window, but found nothing unusual.

Yan Kottman looked at him for a few seconds and said:

"Your God doesn't seem to be responding to you..."

"Cough." Danitz cleared his throat, feeling his heart beating like a drum.

At this moment, the sky outside suddenly darkened, as if a large number of dark clouds were flying in and blocking the sun.

"Sea King" Yann Kottman instinctively turned his head and looked out the window, only to see a shadow covering the junction of the sea and the sky.

With the help of his control over the archipelago waters, the Cardinal of the Church of the Storm quickly came up with the overall situation in his mind:

The Rorsted Archipelago and the surrounding seas were shrouded in thick fog, becoming shadowy and unreal.

A seabird flew by and tried to land on the harbor cliffs, but it flew right through and failed to land;

Ordinary people inside the archipelago are still living their normal lives, but they feel that another storm is coming.

This... Yann Cortman's deep blue pupils dilated a lot, and he turned back subconsciously to look at the "Flame" Danitz who claimed to be the "Sea God's" follower.

Danitz opened his mouth slightly, forgetting to close it, and his degree of surprise was no less than that of the Sea King.

After a few seconds, the fog dissipated, the shadows faded, and everything in the Rorsted Archipelago returned to its previous state.

"..." Danitz blinked, and when Sea King Yan Kottman looked over again, he laughed and said, "My Lord has answered my prayers."

As he spoke, the pirate, whose bounty was over ten thousand pounds, slapped himself hard in his heart:

Bullshit! How dare you doubt Mr. Fool! Is this the power of Mr. Fool?

Yan Kottman was silent for a few seconds and said:

"I will consider your proposal carefully. I will immediately gather several important people in Bayam to discuss this matter and give you a reply in an hour."

Danitz raised his chin slightly, laughed and said:

"I will wait patiently."

After saying this, he followed his "hunter's" instinct, bowed nonchalantly, turned around and walked out of the room.

Amid the creaking sound, silver-white lightning flashed in Yann Kottman's blue eyes.

…………

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.

Klein threw the "curtain" in his hand back into the "iron pot" and resealed it.

He just used the ability of Sequence 1 "Mysterious Servant" to mobilize the power of "Source Castle" to respond, creating an effect that shocked "Sea King" Yan Kottman.

In half a day, the extraordinary characteristic of "Mysterious Servant" will be decomposed, and the remaining can be directly used to prepare the "Miracle Master" potion. Well, after only Sequence 2 is left, you can try to use the power of "Source Castle" to crush and reorganize it, and extract extraordinary characteristics such as "Ancient Scholar" and "Weird Mage" in a shorter period of time to reduce the risks brought by the potion... Klein muttered a few words and quickly returned to the real world.

The place where he was now was not a dark wilderness, but the "Giant King's Court" frozen in the dusk.

He entered the "Giant King's Court" before the Silver City Exploration Team arrived at the Afternoon Town Camp.

In the orange-red light, Klein felt his body decay and fatigue, and cast his gaze toward the magnificent and gorgeous buildings high above.

The countless palaces and towers still retain the afterglow of the Second Age, as if they were the embodiment of myths and legends.

No, that's just myth.

Klein planned to try to open the palace where the "Dark Angel" Sasriel was sleeping before the Silver City exploration team officially took action.

This way, if there was any unexpected event, the Silver City exploration team would still have time to make targeted preparations, and Klein himself would definitely be much safer than others because he was using historical pore images.

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