Global Scourge

Chapter 181 Saints' Resources
When Zhu Zichen was still preparing for the battle.

In the League of Khans, the main city of the elves.

It was daytime, and the hot sun in the sky shone down on the earth.

But the warm sunshine couldn't dispel the coldness in Cirvanas' heart.

"how so…"

At this time, she was near a tall building, looking at the destroyed secret base with disbelief.

It's not because the base was destroyed, but because her sister, Veresa, was in the base, and her parents' bodies were also there.

They just went out to find out the way out of the city, but they didn't expect that the base would be destroyed as soon as they came back.

This filled her with despair.

At this time, Eleven came to her side and said softly, "Your parents' bodies have been burned, but fortunately, your sister's body was not found, and she may still be alive."

In fact, No. [-] and No. [-] were also dead, but because they could be resurrected, she didn't care much.

When Cirvanas heard this, his eyes darkened for a while: "Didn't you find my sister's body, did you get caught?"

The parents' bodies were burned, which made resurrection impossible, but anyway, there was still a sister who didn't know if she was alive or dead.

"Well, it's very possible, but you have to be mentally prepared, she may also..."

What it might be, Eleven didn't say, but Cirvanas also understood that it was nothing more than dead, or the enemy used this to coerce her to come out.

But no matter what, she wants to see people live and die.

Soon, the two left the vicinity of the base and began to investigate the situation.

After a series of bribes with gold coins, they finally got the news that Veresa was not dead.

Now she is being held in a dungeon near the temple, pending her public execution tomorrow.

In the dungeon, there is a priest guard named Miyalk.

Cirvanas was very familiar with Mijalk, and the relationship between the two could even be said to be hostile.

Three years ago, Mijalk pursued her, but she rejected her in public and humiliated her a lot.

Because she knew that Mijarke already had a woman, which made her very sick.

From then on, even if the two met, they would treat it as if they hadn't seen each other. The relationship can be said to have reached a freezing point.

Why Veresa is still alive this time, needless to say, it must be the accident that Mijark deliberately lured her out.

At night, the two returned to the last secret base.

This is a two-story hotel, but it is now closed. After all, the plague has closed down the main city of the elves, and the population has decreased by more than 40, so it cannot be opened at all.

So it was bought by Eleven at a low price and used as a secret base.

"No, I'm going to save my sister."

After just two minutes of rest, Sylvanas couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and was about to walk out.

When she thought of her sister falling into the hands of that beast and not knowing what kind of torture she was suffering now, she felt a twinge of anxiety.

Eleven stretched out his hand to grab her, and asked back. "What are you going to do to save your sister?"

"I..." Cirvanas was just about to say that even if he tried everything, he would save his sister, but suddenly thought of the forbidden spell on him.

"Your power is sealed now, and you can't do anything except to die." Eleven said coldly.

"What...what should I do..." Cirvanas said in a daze.

Is it like this, watching my sister be executed...

No, she couldn't do it, she would rather die with her sister than be unable to do anything.

Thinking of this, she revealed a firm gaze.

"There is a way that may be able to lift the forbidden spell on you."

Eleven said a little uncertainly.

"any solution?"

When Sylvanas heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, this cultist is full of tricks, maybe there is a way.

"If you can become a believer of my god, I can consume dedication points and ask my god to help you lift the curse."

At this point, Eleven finally stated his ultimate goal.

"This..." Cirvana hesitated for a moment.

Although she gave up her belief in the forest goddess, it doesn't mean she can immediately accept another god.

And at this time, she was a little bit wary of the gods in her heart.

"This is the only way. As for whether you want to believe in my god, you can decide for yourself."

Eleven knows that the closer the mission is to be accomplished, the more he cannot relax.

So she decided to retreat.

Moreover, the plan she devised was a dead end, she was 100% sure that Cirvanas would agree.

It's a pity that No. [-] and No. [-] sacrificed heroically for this plan to be more realistic.

After hesitating for a while, Cirvanas thought that his sister was dying, so he could only nod his head in the end, and said, "Okay, then I will trouble you."

After getting along with her for the past few days, she finally began to let go of the original hatred and hostility.

After all, no matter how great the grievances are, saving my sister is not as important.

Eleven smiled slightly and said, "Wait for a while."

After finishing speaking, she walked upstairs, and after a while, she carefully held the statue of the undead monarch with both hands, and walked down.

Looking at the statue in front of him, Cirvanas frowned.

This is very different from the gods she knows.

Shouldn't the gods appear tall, sunny, and very handsome?

Like a forest goddess.

But the person in front of her was wearing armor all over her body, and she couldn't even see her face clearly. It also gave people a bloodthirsty and violent feeling, which was a bit far from the image of a god in her heart.

But looking at her silver-white hair, she suddenly smiled bitterly in her heart.

He has become a fallen elf, how could there be a righteous god willing to accept him?

After putting the idol in place, Eleven began to say, "Kneel down, and then I will say a sentence, and you will read a sentence after that, you know."

Cirvanas nodded.

"Great Lord of the Undead, God of Slaughter, I am willing to serve you as the god of my life, and for this I am willing to give everything, including life."

"You are the world..."

After a stinky and long prayer, Cirvanas finally felt a slight connection between himself and the idol.

But maybe she has a reaction in her heart. Although she successfully established the line of faith, her reaction to seeing the statue is just a superficial believer.

This made Eleven frowned.

After planning for so long, how could she be satisfied with just shallow believers.

"With your level of belief, I can't speak to my god at all, and lift the curse for a shallow believer."

"Then what should we do?" Cirvanas asked anxiously.

At this moment, she had already forgotten that the reason why she was in this situation was all because of the woman in front of her.

If it was normal, she wouldn't act like she was out of her wits at all.

But the blow during this period was too great, which made her completely lose her dignity.

"You are praying a few more times, at least you must be a devout believer, so that I can speak."

"A devout believer?"

Nodding his head, Cirvanas knelt down again and began to pray.

Not for anything else, just to save my sister.

This time, she began to pray more sincerely.

But it still hasn't changed, and it's still at the level of a shallow believer.

But as the prayers continued, the line of faith began to gradually strengthen. After praying ten times, I became a deep believer.

And she suddenly felt that she understood a lot.

The greatness of the gods cannot be expressed in words and cannot be measured by appearance.

Only hypocritical gods need appearance to measure themselves and others.

But this is not enough, at least you must be a devout believer.

Thinking of this, she continued to pray.

As she prayed again and again, she began to indulge in this feeling.

Soon, the sun began to rise slowly.

But Cirvanas, who prayed all night, didn't feel tired, instead he was full of energy.

She also became a devout believer.

Seeing this, Eleven nodded in satisfaction, and began to chat privately with his gods.

……

Zhu Zichen looked at Eleven's private chat, and was surprised.

She didn't expect that she would actually do what she said on a whim.

But he frowned quickly.

Lift the curse?

After thinking for a while, he saw that it would take a day for the plane channel in front of him to open, so he closed his eyes and began to search.

After a while, he finally found Cirvanas' line of faith.

But looking at this faintly golden line of faith, he felt something unusual.

If I remember correctly, it seems that only the faith of saints is golden.

Does she have what it takes to be a saint?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zichen used his divine power and began to fly along the line of faith.

He felt a holy soul fire trapped by the green net rope.

And in the soul fire, he saw a trace of gold, but it was too little, if he didn't pay attention, he couldn't feel it at all.

It appears she does have the potential to be a saint.

And the green net rope should be the forbidden curse of the forest goddess.

After confirming this point, Zhu Zichen increased his divine power input.

Soon, strands of black light burst forth, burning the green rope.

After all, the Forest Goddess didn't expect other gods to make a move, so there wasn't much divine power on the net rope.

After lifting the curse, Zhu Zichen withdrew his divine power.

In the end, I left a sentence for Eleven, telling her to keep Cirvanas's life safe, and even mobilize other priests, and other plans can be compromised for this.

Then don't pay too much attention to things over there.

After all, the enemy in front of you is the most important thing.

……

In Khan Union.

Cirvanas quietly looked at his hands.

There is also a trace of green light dissipating outside the body,

She felt her strength return, but she didn't really care about it.

Because she felt it just now.

The spirit seems to be within oneself.

It felt like returning to the placenta, surrounded by endless tenderness and care.

This made her very addicted, even a little bit ecstatic.

Unfortunately, the time is too short.

Meanwhile, Eleven looked at Cirvanas enviously.

Unexpectedly, she had just become a devout believer, and the undead monarch spared no effort to use divine power.

That kind of feeling is like sucking fans, which makes people very addicted.

It was because she was visited by God once that she gave up male sex and began to dedicate her whole body and mind to the undead monarch.

But there's one thing about her that's weird.

Isn't it said that only clerics can withstand the presence of God? How did she do it?

Immediately afterwards, she received a new oracle.

Keep Sylvanas safe.

Seeing this, she felt even more sour in her heart.

But if the oracle says so, no matter how sad your heart is, it must be done.

"Congratulations, the curse has been lifted."

Hearing that, Cirvanas finally came back to his senses, looked at Eleven, and nodded emphatically.

Veresa, I'm coming to rescue you right away.

……

On the other side of the blue star.

The Fallen Angels Guild was established by the Wilson family, a well-known military industry family in the United States.

The arms trade of the Wilson family has a deep trading relationship with the Angela family, so the former signed an offensive and defensive agreement with Angela's Dawn Guild after the latter gave up a series of benefits.

The Fallen Angels Guild implements military management. There are twelve legions, and each legion has a demigod leader and a thousand main battle players.

And the one who attacked the No. [-] resource plane this time was the No. [-] Legion of the Fallen Angels, and the leader's name was Javier.

It was daytime at this time, Javier was above the entrance of the plane, and there were thirty players behind him.

Except that he himself is a demigod, the other players are holy spirits, but the divinity is also around nine to ten o'clock.

This luxurious lineup is already a ceiling-like combat power for ordinary players.

After all, players now generally only have three or four divinity points.

And this gap, the further back, the bigger it will be.

Because the stronger the strength, the more resources you get, and the more resources you have, the faster your strength grows. This is a virtuous circle.

At this time, there is still about a day before the plane channel opens.

In addition to the players, he also assembled about 50 troops.

The most forward of the army is his more than 3 and a half men.

Among them are [-] centaur archers and [-] second-level centaur warriors.

The other players also have one to twenty thousand troops.

There are orcs, elves, harpies, snake people, tauren and more.

Although there are many types, the races with lower combat effectiveness such as goblins, ratmen, and kobolds are no longer seen here.

However, not all of these troops belong to the combat players themselves. Most of them are trained by the logistics department and then sent to the combat department.

Compared with ordinary guilds, because of the militarized management of the Fallen Angels guild, the believers of the logistics players are all low-level races, and basically have no combat effectiveness.

Of course, for this reason, the Wilson family needs to consume more funds every month.

Regardless of relative, their strength is more concentrated, and the cohesion of players is also stronger.

If the Fallen Angel Guild and the Dawn Guild go to war, although the former has nearly one-fifth fewer players than the latter, the former will definitely win in the end.

While Javier was arranging the deployment of troops, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Captain Javier, the intelligence department has the latest information."

I saw a player in a black uniform flying in the distance.

When Javier heard the sound, he immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at the person coming.

The so-called knowing yourself and your enemy means you will be victorious in any battle. Before this first large-scale war in his life, he tried his best to let the intelligence department collect information.

"Finally, do you have any information? Hurry up and let's hear it."

The intelligence player in black uniform flew in front of Javier, first gave a nondescript military salute, and then said, "Yes, Captain."

"According to intelligence, the resource plane we are opening is not under the control of the National Defense Army, but in the hands of a player force named Undead Lord."

Javier asked, "Player faction? What's the name of that faction?"

"Um..." The intelligence player was silent for a while, and then said: "It may be incredible to say that this player has not joined the guild, only knows that he is a demigod, and there are more than 20 players."

Ever since he became a demigod, Zhu Zichen has been a lot more relaxed about keeping his information secret, which is why he let others get a lot of information.

As for the so-called more than 20 players, Zhu Zichen had never seen any of the other players except the Haosao brothers, Wang Jiamin, and Coyote.

Regarding the attitude of these people, Zhu Zichen has always been, as long as it can bring him benefits, he doesn't care.

After all, even if Coyote and the others merged, most of the power of the plane would still be handed over to him.

Look at just entering the game, the Sun Continent is the Goddess of Wealth who invited him to merge.

"Didn't join the guild?" Javier began to ponder.

More than 20 players can own a resource plane. Even if they are beaten to death, they will not believe it. There is no problem here.

(End of this chapter)