Chapter 94: The Fall of Three Gods! [Request for Recommendation Vote]
August 23, 2016
Author: Author (Floating Tower)
The gentle evening breeze blew towards him.
Soren strolled near the harbor of Taro Port, draped in a cloak. The navy fleet of Modo City was docked here, but none of the officers or soldiers recognized him; they were busy counting the captives from this transport.
Recently, the Sixth Fleet of Modo City had a small-scale clash with the navy of the Rosad Duchy.
Victory undoubtedly belonged to Modo City!
“Brother.”
Standing next to Soren was Vivian in a pink cloak, her hood obscuring her future breathtaking beauty. She tightly grasped Soren’s hand and softly said, “Why do I feel like so much time has passed?…”
Soren smiled slightly at her words, gently ruffling Vivian’s small head, and replied gently, “It has indeed been a long time.”
“Almost two years.”
Both of them were disguised, hardly attracting the attention of Modo City’s soldiers.
Vivian looked into the distance and said softly, “I miss Amber City and Sister Anya Lee. I wonder what Amber City has become.”
In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.
The Saint’s Cataclysm was also drawing closer to its end.
The gods had revealed their presence in the mortal realm, and the upcoming battles would become even more intense.
Soren fell into silence upon hearing her words. Vivian had not returned to Amber City yet, but that city had truly fallen into despair.
He said quietly, “Anya Lee? She should still be in Amber City. I once saw her; she opened an orphanage in the ruins of the church district.”
“We can stop by and see her on this trip.”
Soren calculated the time.
According to the original historical timeline, the fall of the Lord of Dawn was set for this month.
If the Lord of Dawn fell, Anya Lee would become a wild priest without a deity to serve. Soren thought it might be a good idea to check on her along the way.
The two continued down the street.
Because of the influence of Modo City, Taro Port had not fallen into ruin despite the turmoil; rather, it prospered even more than at the beginning. However, as they left Taro Port and approached the City of Wealth, the scenery immediately became desolate.
Most farmlands were overgrown with weeds.
Unlike the fields in Modo City filled with crops, nearly one-third of the land near the city outskirts was abandoned, and the lands just a few kilometers outside the city were mostly utterly desolate. The two passed several villages, each containing only a few hundred living souls, who were filled with suspicion towards outsiders, hiding behind high wooden walls and rejecting visitors.
The turmoil had left them in profound suffering, erasing any kindness and friendliness towards outsiders.
The ruins of the City of Wealth still remained.
Soren saw the expressionless people; the paladins had once brought purification to this city, but soon after, darkness engulfed the land once more.
Grey power could never be completely eliminated, only restrained in some manner.
The siblings traveled quietly, reflecting deeply on what they saw along the way, and Vivian seemed to have grown considerably, often lost in thought and silence while observing everything around her.
Soren was training her.
Vivian was truly too young.
But time was no longer on their side; Vivian’s investiture was imminent, and all Soren could do was allow her to see more of the mortal world before that.
This would be of great benefit to her future.
Only by knowing what mortals needed could she understand what she should do as a deity.
History progressed according to the original timeline.
Shortly after Soren and Vivian left the City of Wealth, a fierce battle erupted near the ruins of Silver Moon City, where the Goddess of Magic’s Mystery Knight Order clashed violently with the followers of Lady Silver Moon and the disciples of the Lady of the Night. The flames of war leveled a nearby forest, with at least ten legendary professionists participating in the battle, some of whom fell.
The gods had endured for far too long.
When this patience could no longer be restrained, it was time for action.
The Drow began to appear brazenly in the surface world, and the giant web woven by the Spider Queen had begun to mobilize, uniting most of the forces of the Underdark to attack the elves of the surface world.
Of course,
this was just minor skirmishes.
The real war would break out three days later, when Soren and Vivian arrived near the Agate River.
A battle between gods erupted!
Soren and Vivian were not at the scene, but when they became aware of it, the two stars in the sky had completely extinguished, turning into meteors that fell.
—“Lord of Dawn!”
—“God of the Tyrant!”
The realms of these two deities fell to the mortal plane like dazzling fireworks, and the scattered divine powers began to seek out hosts automatically.
The fall of the Lord of Dawn was within Soren’s expectations.
However, the d*ath of the God of the Tyrant was somewhat beyond his estimation, as he was also known as the ‘Demon of the Tyrant’ and the ‘Tenth Lord of the Nine Hells.’ His name was Gargas, residing in the Hell of Bartok, with domains of betrayal, cruelty, political corruption, and powerful tyranny.
He was a lawful evil deity!
Although possessing only weak divine power, he was not easy to deal with.
The information Soren received was unclear; he merely knew it was a battle between the factions of lawful evil and lawful good, with the presence of the Spider Queen also emerging.
She had taken the God of the Tyrant’s realm of [Trickery]!
However,
this was just the beginning.
When Soren approached Amber City, the flames of war intensified, and a third fallen deity appeared.
—“God of Literature!”
The God of Literature—Dinair was a neutral good deity; as a non-combat deity, he was drawn into the divine war and was easily killed by the Lady of the Night.
In the unseen shadows,
it seemed that the Lady of the Night and the Spider Queen had joined forces, forming some tacit understanding and each demanding what they needed.
The God of Literature had a good relationship with the magical deities, and his fall seemed to indicate that the enemies of the Goddess of Magic were prepared for full-scale war. Soren could confirm one thing: the Goddess of Magic had returned, but she did not appear and seemed not to have informed Soren of her plans.
Amber City appeared before them.
However, when Soren saw this city again, he fell into silence.
For now, Amber City was even more shattered than when he last visited; he even saw unmanned bones lying beside the city wall.
The guards were emaciated, standing feebly at the city gate, their expressions numb and devoid of hope. The once prosperous dock area had turned into ruins; when Soren and Vivian walked into this once-familiar city, the population was less than one-third of what it had initially been.
The temple district also seemed to be in ruins.
Soren saw no believers heading toward the temple district along the way.
Many temples of the gods had already migrated from this ruined city, while the Temple of Dawn, which had steadfastly remained, no longer gleamed with light from afar.
With the fall of the Lord of Dawn,
all priests who served him lost their divine techniques, and the believers who had faith in him quickly dispersed.
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(PS: First update. There will be another chapter today.) (To be continued ~^~)
