V3.Chapter 102

The rain gradually stopped. √∟

As evening fell, the group finally chose to set up camp. They had been traveling in the rain all day, and if they continued like this, the people and horses might not be able to hold it. There was a lot of people outside, because it was not easy to raise a bonfire after it rained, and many soldiers could only swallow dry food in water. However, there is no bonfire at night. Everyone is soaked and the cold wind blows all night. Basically, they will be affected tomorrow. These soldiers do not have many extraordinary physiques.

Sir Eden sent for some dry firewood, and he ordered a small stove to be brought into the carriage.

The team carried a charcoal stove, a kind of delicate and small copper stove, which could cook something directly with charcoal, but it was only enough for one or two people to eat. The inside of the carriage is like another space, and nothing outside will interfere with it, as if there is some invisible force, and everyone else becomes very quiet after approaching the carriage.

Time passed little by little.

It was getting dark, a bonfire was lit outside, and the soldiers cooked a large pot of broth.

Ser Eden ate some dry rations and then drank a large bowl of soup, and then he began to arrange the sentinels for the night's vigil. He was a veteran who retired from the battlefield. The title of Sir was bestowed by his master. After the master passed away, the object of his allegiance became the eldest daughter of the family. In the Principality of Valoran, no man can inherit the title, and the eldest daughter and second daughter of the family also have certain inheritance rights.

The sentinels for the vigil had been arranged, and Ser Eden would have liked to visit the carriage.

But just as he walked near the carriage, he felt that it was better not to disturb him at this time, so he turned around and went back to the campfire.

It was quiet inside the carriage.

Of course, it's just that you can't hear it outside.

In fact, since nightfall, the young man in front of Caitlin's face became contorted. He seemed to be in great pain, holding his head in his hands and letting out a terrifying low roar.

She feels so scared!

Then she didn't know anything when it got dark.

sizzle.

The sturdy wooden board of the carriage was easily crushed by the young man like a piece of tofu, if it weren't for the masked woman next to him to help soothe it. I'm afraid that the carriage will be broken into pieces by him in the blink of an eye.

"Owner!"

The masked woman put her hand on the young man's forehead and said softly, "Relax!...Relax!..."

"Let my mind be one with you!...I will help you share the pain!...My master!...You must let go of your mind!...Otherwise, your mortal body will not be able to bear the power of the gods. The huge amount of information!  …”

"You're going to go crazy!"

"You will really go crazy!...Let me enter your heart!...Otherwise I can't help you cut off these faith connections!...That's the faith connections that belonged to the previous god!...His power is interfering with you !... You must learn to reject these beliefs!... You are the supreme deity!... Not a tool to be kidnapped by beliefs!... Let me cut all the faith connections for you!... Then re-establish yours country!……"

"if not!"

"The will of the previous god will replace you!...He will use your body as the host for resurrection!..."

"Abandon these beliefs!  …"

"It's not you who serve the faith! ... What you need is a new faith! ... A new kingdom! ... My master! ... Let me cut everything for you! ..."

"These old beliefs should be buried with the dead gods!  …"

An invisible psychic force field opened up.

The masked woman held the young man's hands, and then pressed her forehead to the other's forehead. In an instant, her face became extremely pale, while the young man's twisted face gradually relaxed a little.

pain.

The masked woman was soaked all of a sudden, sweat dripped down her pale cheeks, and in just an instant, she seemed to hear countless voices, see countless pictures, and huge information impacted her brain. Even though she used to be a Psion with a career level of 30 or higher, she felt a completely unbearable feeling at this moment.

Too much!

Too much too much!

The calls of mortals, the prayers of believers, terrible dreams, all poured into her mind like a torrent.

………………

Fallen City.

This once prosperous city has now become somewhat dilapidated. The decline of the White Horse City has begun to affect it, and another recent incident has caused the Fallen City to be hit hard.

Priests lost their connection to the gods.

The eager enemies began to harass frequently, and the warriors without the priest's strength suffered heavy losses. What is even more terrifying is that the news seems to be impossible to hide. More and more people were panicking, and enemy attacks became more frequent. Bad news was sent back here one by one, and a large number of refugees gathered outside the city and lost the protection of the gods. Losing the priest's magic, half-elves large and small towns and villages were attacked within a radius of hundreds of kilometers around Fallen Leaf City.

Gnolls, Orcs, Ogres...

These monsters that were expelled by them in those years came back here all of a sudden, as if they wanted to retake this fertile land.

"Archbishop! Not good!"

There was a sound of rapid footsteps. Then a young apprentice priest walked quickly to the vicinity of the square.

He whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged priest, and then the middle-aged priest's face changed greatly, and he hurried towards the location of the temple.

Temple of the 'God of Half-Elves and Wanderers'.

This is His largest temple on the Material Plane. It is also the center of his faith in the mortal world.

As the successor of the 'God of Thieves', the God of 'Half-Elves and Rogues' lost too much power in the battle of the gods. Because he failed to master the [Shadow] field, the wanderers' faith began to be handed over to the 'Lord of Shadow', 'Lady of Luck' and 'Lady of the Night'. He had only inherited a weak professional clergy. Spreading to the range of his own race, that is, the half-elves who are sandwiched between humans and elves, and their status has always been awkward.

Therefore, his first priesthood is [Half Elf], and then it is [Wanderer].

Half-elves are his main source of belief.

He once relied on the belief of half-elf to be promoted to [Weak Divine Power], but unfortunately because of the failure of the struggle in the rogue domain, he was knocked down again to [Weak Divine Power] by the 'Lord of Shadows'.

Now, as one of the first gods, he fell into the mortal world, and finally died at the hands of the vampire god son.

The brilliance of the temple is very dim.

As the largest temple of the gods in the material plane, all the changes here represent many things.

Divine brilliance is fading.

From the moment the god of half-elves and wanderers fell into the mortal world, the brilliance of this temple has dimmed a lot. Fortunately, the decline has gradually stopped, and although the power of the temple has weakened a lot, it still retains a part, which makes many believers feel a glimmer of hope. But not long ago, another amazing thing happened, that is, the statue of the 'God of Half-Elves and Wanderers' served in the temple suddenly became dull and completely lost its power, just like an ordinary statue general.

This process lasted an entire day.

On the second day, these gods seemed to have regained their strength, and a gleam of divine brilliance reappeared.

Although very weak.

But at least there is still hope!

But.

What happened in front of them now made all the believers face ashes. In the gray eyes of the middle-aged priest, the statue of the 'God of Half-Elves and Wanderers' erected in the center of the temple gradually lost all its divine brilliance. The temple still has remnants of power, but there is no divine power on the statue, and cracks appear one after another. In their dull eyes, the statue erected in the center of the temple suddenly collapsed and collapsed!

hum!

It was as if the power of a certain source had been wiped out.

With this temple as the center, all the statues serving the 'God of Half-Elves and Wanderers' have all become dim, and some even have cracks appearing.

finally!

In all the shrines that serve him, one by one, the splendor of the gods has been extinguished, and they have become utterly mortal things!

fallen.

The gods have fallen!

This time it is a complete fall, and there is nothing left!

His divine name has passed away.

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