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Chapter 172 The Raven and the Silver Saint

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Xila was walking in the deserted village, her eyes filled with emotion.

He was only imprisoned for half a month. But in this half month, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not only did Roland become the new pope, the God of Contract and the Lord of Violence also began to make moves.

To the east of Bantha, violent turmoil also occurred in Karar. The druids split into several sects due to conflicts of ideas. The most severely targeted school of the South Wind Ring even split directly from Karar.

And received an olive branch from Titan.

Now the Blighters of Kalar are running around like crazy, and they would rather kill the wrong one than let go. They vow to kill every druid who betrays Kalar. But under the pressure of these Blighters, some of them originally just planned to leave the place.

Outside the Druids, they can only choose to join the Ring of South Wind to receive protection.

At the same time, another great plague came to Carar. A large number of people and animals died violently in the wilderness, cities and villages gradually became deserted, and the entire country was on the verge of collapse.

The situation in Fararu is not optimistic either. The seal of the Great Rift has been lifted by someone unknown, and a coalition of abandoned people from the underground poured out crazily, defeating two of Fararu's legions in succession, and has now occupied one-third of the country.

, the remaining mountain residents have also responded to the official call and moved to a safe rear.

Now the entire Fararu has fallen into a tense wartime environment. Some people even tried to flee north across the border to Suze to seek refuge. Of course, in order to stabilize people's hearts, they were all arrested without exception.

The situation in Titan is slightly better, but it is not peaceful. A relatively low-ranking prince suddenly got help from someone unknown. He first used some unknown means to get the support of some old frontier nobles, and

Immediately afterwards, he received the protection of the two gods, Coni and Nyx. Today, his supporters account for more than 40% of the divine council, and this number is still increasing.

Because of his existence, Titan fell into considerable chaos. Those who wanted to kill him, those who wanted to frame him, and those who wanted to be loyal to him. In addition to some people who were ready to fish in troubled waters, Titan now can be said to have many parties.

The forces are entangled and the water is extremely deep.

Although Su Ze's Royal Alchemy Society seems to have invented something extraordinary recently, compared with the situation in other countries, it can be said that Su Ze is now the most peaceful country.

Now Xiela has received instructions from Roland and is preparing to go to the east of Bansa to investigate the recent large-scale disappearances that have occurred in Bansa.

Although this incident has not yet been determined, from what Roland said, it seemed that Roland believed that this was because the plague in Karar was transmitted across the border. However, Syrah actually disagreed with this conclusion.

No matter how powerful the plague is, it is still just a plague. It is not a living thing. It can only be transmitted by relying on the living body.

In the concept of Serah, plague is such a weak thing. Under the sunshine, there is no plague that cannot be eradicated.

The solar domain partially overlaps with the purification domain, and Tire's priests have never lacked purification-type magic. Moreover, Tire has always tried its best to maintain the purity of its concepts, and its priests are all useful in dispelling the plague.

Good player.

Therefore, Xila did not think that any plague could spread in Bansa.

Plague is inherently restrained by Tyr. Just pick a Silver-level priest and you can use sunlight to purify a city of plague.

If the plague of Caral really comes across the border, all you need to do to resist it is send a few bishops. Only two bishops are needed, and their purifying aura can cover the entire Iris Swamp without any gaps. It only takes half a day.

It takes just a little while to drive away that plague.

However, when Xi Lazhen arrived here, he realized that things were not quite what he had imagined:

In other words, the situation was much more serious than he expected.

The so-called "mass disappearance" could not only be explained by the extent of the disappearance of a few people. Because before Xiela reached the Iris Swamp, he had already passed three deserted villages in a row.

Along the way, as he went further and further east, there were more and more blood stains on the trees and the ground. The leaves began to wither and wither, and some dark red blood stains were faintly visible on the ground, like someone's corpse.

Same as dragged above.

However, there is no body.

This is what really puzzles Xi La.

Even if he died due to the plague, he would at least leave a body behind, right?

However, there was not a single body. Not even a piece of meat or a bone was found. There was not even a trace of a fight in the house.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to silence them so cleanly.

After all, even if everything is burned to ashes, there is always a place to burn the fire, right?

To say that anyone could drag so many people to a certain place for mass slaughter, Xi La did not believe it at all. This kind of thing completely violated the teachings of the gods. Even if they could hide it from Tyr, they could not hide it from En

Zoth's group of rats concealed.

It was this strange sense of confusion that made Xiela feel that something was wrong.

It's like breaking into a different world without human beings, and it's like Xiela suddenly can't see the existence of humans. This creepy feeling of not knowing whether there is something wrong with the world or something is wrong with me is very scary.

disturbed.

Frowning tightly, Xila walked all the way to the Iris Swamp that he was so familiar with, and finally determined the source of the uneasiness in his heart.

I saw that the originally slightly green iris swamp was now glowing with a frightening scarlet light. It was like a half-dried blood pool, exuding an ominous aura.

On the swamp, some huge "crows" were pacing slowly directly above.

They wore thick black linen cloaks, their heads were lowered, and their long and messy hair blocked their vision. At first glance, they gave the impression that they were "suspiciously human."

From the limbs exposed under the black cloak, Xiela could vaguely see that if these people were really human, their forearms and legs would have been chopped off, and then tied to long and tough oak sticks and tied with straw.

Stuffed and tied with hemp rope, it walked like a four-legged beast in the scarlet swamp.

Where their limbs were severed, the dark red blood that had been continuously squeezed out had soaked into the straw and wooden sticks, trickling down and flowing into the swamp. The swamp received their blood and began to boil as if it were boiling.

Emits very slight white smoke.

"...My Tyr...what are these things!"

Even if he was as calm as Silla, he still had to feel fear and composure at such an unusual scene before him.

In panic, he murmured subconsciously. His right hand unconsciously grasped the cross that Roland gave him when he parted.

However, for some reason, Xila felt that his prayer seemed to instantly anger the crow monsters in front of him.

While hearing his prayer, the crows' movements froze, and then slowly turned their heads. The blood marks on their faces were covered with blood, as if they had been cut repeatedly with a knife, and they were not like the wild vertical faces of humans.

His pupils were filled with hatred and murderous intent.

Inexplicably, an illusion that he was likely to die emerged in Xiela's mind.

Xiela was immediately horrified, and without thinking, he immediately lit his holy fire.

As the golden holy fire ignited on his body, the monsters stared at him with even colder eyes.

"Everyone stop it"

However, at this moment, he heard a gentle and clear cry from among the crow monsters.

After hearing the sound, one by one, the crow monsters turned their eyes away from Xi La without any hesitation. In less than ten seconds, all the crows seemed to ignore Xi La and continued

Walking on the swamp with four wooden legs.

From beginning to end, they didn't make even a single sound. They were so silent that it was terrifying.

After feeling that the near-death crisis was gradually fading, Xila moved his gaze in the direction of the sound.

In the middle of countless huge humanoid "crows" wearing black tattered cloaks with their limbs replaced by wooden sticks, a girl in white robe with beautiful long platinum hair and eyes as blue and pure as a lake stood quietly among them.

When I see her, I am reminded of the afternoon sun, the aroma of coffee, the pages of a book, and the gentle voice of a girl. She is a beautiful girl with the intellectual charm unique to Bantha women.

While Xiela was looking at the girl whose temperament was completely different from the surrounding scene, he noticed that the girl was also looking at him.

To be precise, what she has in abundance is the cross he hangs on his chest.

"Sir, I would like to ask," she said, her voice as sweet as a bird, "Do you know Roland?"

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ps: I don’t know if there is anyone waiting for the update early this morning. If so, I would like to apologize in advance...

Because I only slept five hours for a month, I was a little sleepy yesterday. When I was typing a chapter after midnight, I was so sleepy that I was nodding my head while typing, and my consciousness was completely blurred. The things I typed out felt like those of someone who had taken gram.

It’s like candy...so I have to move today’s first update to the evening...

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