Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 483: Chapter 281 Let’s Set Off! The Great Voyage!

Hill was stunned for a moment; he thought of those seaside cities that William valued greatly.

”What does Agleya herself think? Does she intend to control the entire ocean?” Hill asked carefully, aware that once the ocean was opened to the Undead Tribe, it would be impossible to take it back.

”I only plan to occupy some special places, it is within many of the great whirlpools that the power of the ocean lies. I have no need for the places beyond.

Those places were originally for the residents of the ocean to live in. I only want to become the Sea God, not the Sea King. The Sea King must bless his subjects and must receive their faith.

I’ve heard some human fantasies about the Sea God, in their minds, the Sea God is capricious, quick-tempered, and everyone fears the power of the sea wind and the waves.

I do not wish to become that!”

If Agleya doesn’t have a desire to control every inch of the ocean herself, then there’s no need to worry about whether the Undead Tribe enters.

The ocean of Teraxil had never been developed before. The resources that people could obtain were those favored by the sea monsters themselves.

William must be very determined to develop the ocean. The people of Teraxil don’t yet understand that the ocean’s resources are far more abundant than anything they have ever seen.

After the Undead leaves, the Gods of Time and Space probably won’t continue to transport resources from other worlds.

Hill smiled, the ocean’s resources are so abundant, enough for the Undead to engage in grand sea adventures.

”What William wants are the ocean’s resources, many things that can only be obtained from the sea,” Hill pondered and said, ”If it doesn’t affect your plans, let them go.

Now, you don’t have many followers in the ocean, do you? No matter how much the Undead try, they won’t reach you.

As long as they don’t do anything to anger you, there’s no need to bother with them.

You wouldn’t mind them eating seafood and such, right?

Of course, if they provoke you, there’s no need to hold back for anyone’s sake.

Especially those who curse you, they must be shown no mercy.

Otherwise, the Undead will surely test your patience bit by bit.

You and William should make your taboos clear upfront, stressing that if the Undead cross the line, you will directly use your Divine Power to kill them.

Creating a storm at sea, how easy.”

William chose a very good time to make his entrance.

Agleya doesn’t have many followers needing territories yet, and with the lands full of rebels, even if the Undead annihilated them all, Agleya would not blink an eye.

It is quite clear that Agleya also does not intend to accept faith, so there’s no need to overly proclaim the dangers of the ocean or demonstrate the greatness of the Sea God. Hill truly didn’t want his adorable daughter to become a fierce goddess like Ambori.

Thinking of his sweet and clever little girl turning into a terrifying figure with sharp claws, eyes glowing with the dead white sheen of pearls, and hair made of living seaweed, Hill shuddered.

The poison of faith could turn a goddess into a madwoman.

As for the mess caused by the Undead, it seems Agleya has adapted quite well and even seems to enjoy it.

Hill felt that deities of the Chaos System, as long as they don’t accept the nonsensical faith of the Undead, actually mesh quite well with them.

They are also willing to cause a bit of trouble for a moment’s joy.

Agleya readily agreed, just as Hill had thought. She was keen to see the Undead venture onto the sea.

If it weren’t for the fact that she still planned to consult with Hill, she would have agreed immediately, without considering whether the Undead would bother her.

”Hill’s Daddy!” Agleya said solemnly, ”The Embroidered Crabs and some fish families have already pledged their loyalty to me and verbally recognized me as their Main God!”

Hill understood what Agleya meant; they acknowledged Agleya as the owner of the ocean, but had no plans to offer up their faith.

”Then that’s enough,” Hill said quietly. ”I also don’t hope for you to accept faith. Agleya is so adorable, I wouldn’t want you to be changed by the power of faith into someone I don’t recognize.”

”Of course, I won’t accept those dirty faiths!” Agleya’s voice rose, ”Agleya will always be Agleya!”

Hill listened with a smile as the young girl enthusiastically said, ”I’ll go back and think carefully about what can’t be done at sea, and then I’ll go find William!”

Watching the light fade from the Ice Crystal, Hill summoned List: ”Agleya might be opening the ocean for the Undead Tribe to enter. Start preparing some marine tools.

Once it’s officially announced they can be sold.”

”It was only a matter of time,” List did not find it strange. ”In the past few days, some of the Undead have already complained. They don’t like the environment near the Abyssal Gate.

No matter how high their merits or how extensive their experiences, it’s of no use. They desire a different mode of battle.”

Hill nodded, ”I remember there were some training ships before, the larger kind. Find them and take them to the laboratory. I’ll go expand the space even more.

Speaking of which, should we sell these ships to the Undead or to the King of Saral?

The Undead, they can’t possibly sail such large ships themselves, right?”

Muttering to himself, Hill went down to expand the space, knowing the Undead always preferred victory by numbers; a ship, no matter how small, must hold at least ten thousand to be acceptable.

And they must also live comfortably, with various functional compartments indispensable.

Agleya was quite straightforward, and she told Hill three days later that she had already made arrangements with William.

At sea, cursing Agleya would mean being swept into the depths by a storm, ship and crew alike, with no possibility of escape.

But William required that if the ship was manned by Citizens of Saral, as long as the cursing wasn’t directed at them, Agleya had to ensure their survival.

William would pay a ransom.

Agleya agreed upon seeing the price; she said a bit sheepishly, ”There are still many places in the Divine Kingdom that aren’t built yet, and the price William is offering is really generous.”

Hill laughed, ”Agleya is starting to earn money to support her household!”

”Yeah!” Agleya said energetically, ”William told me that we must teach the Undead Tribe a good lesson; if they really curse at me, not a single one should be spared, and afterwards, he will continue the punishment! He said cursing in front of minors should involve a greater penalty!”

Hill nodded in approval, ”That’s not bad, even better than I expected.”

”Whatever is obtained in the ocean, I want one-fifth,” Agleya continued, ”William said he would deduct it directly from the Undead’s bags. He asked me if I wanted it delivered here or if a Small Temple should be simply constructed in Central City.”

”Deliver it here,” Hill thought for a moment, ”I’ll get you a Small Temple at the entrance of the valley, close to the pond, which you should be able to control easily. Just connect a waterway from the pond here.

There probably won’t be many ordinary people coming around here, mostly just the Undead coming to be struck by lightning.”

Agleya suddenly got excited, ”Can I really have my very first Temple?”

”List.” Hill softly called, ”Take the blueprints for the white and blue temples to Agleya’s Shell bed.”

”Before the first batch of Undead return, you should choose your favorite blueprint,” Hill carefully advised, ”For now, we’ll just build the Main Temple and let List manage it with Puppets.

But I will also prepare the rest of the auxiliary temples, ready to be constructed at any time.

This place is after all where you were born a deity, and when you have a suitable Pope candidate, I will build you a Grand Temple at the valley’s entrance.

But your true Main Temple still needs to be on the ocean.”

Agleya didn’t care what Hill was saying, just kept nodding and agreeing, as her thoughts were completely occupied with the Temple.

Hill sighed, as there was nothing else particularly important to handle, ”Go and look at the blueprints! Make your choice soon. If it’s early, I will build it for you myself; if it’s too late, I won’t be able to do it in time and will have to ask the Elemental Spirits for help.”

”Okay! Dad Hill!” Agleya ran off, clearly excited.

Hill felt that she would probably want the entire temple to be built by his hand and wouldn’t delay for too long.

”Sir. There’s a bit of an issue with the Elves,” List suddenly appeared, ”They’re constructing an Elemental protective layer.”

”What?” Hill almost thought his ears were deceiving him.

”After His Majesty the King summoned the Undead in Central City, the elements in the Forest of the Elves almost formed a storm, constantly flowing towards Central City.

They can’t hold back any longer.

They didn’t build it before, probably because they were worried that Humans would cause destruction.

But now, the Elven God King believes he no longer owes anything to this world, and that the King of Saral should no longer trouble the Forest of the Elves. So they announced this morning they would build the protective layer.”

Hill was stunned for a while before he grasped the logic of the Divine King.

He probably planned to flee if he couldn’t win, which might explain why he didn’t build it before, right?

Now that he’s settling down in Teraxil for good, the Elven God King is planning to thoroughly preserve the elemental density of the Forest of the Elves.

But in doing so, how can Elves, accustomed to a high density of elements, ever leave the Forest in the future?

Is he not considering that at all?

Even if the Undead no longer come, and those whose bodies are utterly useless fade away, it still won’t happen for a long time!

Looking at the Abyssal Gate, seeing how cautious All Gods are, you’d know it won’t disappear just because the world fully recovers!

Compared to sending people from Teraxil to their death, neither All Gods nor World Will mind wasting Elemental Power, after all, it’s something they can get back.

Even if this world stops supplying it, the God of Time and Space might summon from another world.

Hill shook his head helplessly, unable to grasp the thought process of the Elf God; he could only wait and see the final outcome.

After Hill’s ships were bought up by William’s men, Agleya also made her Temple selection.

She set her sights directly on the Greek Style temples.

Compared to the opulence of other temples, Agleya preferred the majestic, grand, colonnaded architecture.

Hill thought of the underwater palace of the Lake Goddess, which was also of a simple yet magnificent type.

Hill had originally thought Agleya would like the Roman Style temples, the kind that are even more solemn and ornate.

But this young lady eventually chose the Greek Style, closer to nature.

Hill actually found it to be a good fit; this kind of temple was also well-suited for underwater construction, and he could start contemplating Agleya’s Main Temple.