Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 687: Chapter 486 Agleya’s Sea God Temple

Agleya racked her brains trying to figure out how to change Hill’s terrible idea.

She rarely refused gifts from Hill’s Dad, but this overflowing paternal love was something Agleya felt she couldn’t handle.

Anyone who heard it once would probably avoid it like that little golden dragon.

A hint of white appeared on the horizon outside the dimensional space, dawn was about to break.

Hill called Agleya and Terry to go out together: ”Agleya, go pick a location for the temple, and think about what materials to use.

Terry, you can also look for a suitable spot for a dragon nest in the Sword Mountain Range!

There aren’t any powerful beings nearby. The corrupted animals in the Undead Swamp are probably the strongest, Agleya should be fine, but it’s best not to kill them easily.”

”Alright, Hill’s Dad.” Agleya got up hurriedly.

”No need to rush; we have plenty of time.” Hill soothed his anxious daughter.

Agleya squinted at Hill and smiled, feeling a tinge of guilt inside.

Hearing Hill’s plan, Terry had no intention of asking what divine artifact he had created. As soon as they left the dimensional space, he flew low towards the highest peak of the Sword Mountain Range.

If a golden dragon could live at a high place, it rarely chose a lower residence. Terry knew Hill’s building skills were excellent; as long as it wasn’t particularly unsuitable, he would definitely choose the highest peak to reside.

Agleya slowly walked towards the Undead Swamp.

The wave of divine power from her kind alignment attracted many animals.

Every creature was filled with a cold aura, their fur extremely corroded. Agleya glanced at those animals whose bones had also started to deform and finally understood why Hill had instructed her not to kill them easily.

According to many people’s logic, such ugly creatures should be evil.

But although they were corrupted and aggressive from the undead’s aura, they actually had little bloodlust.

Hiding behind rocks and twisted black trees, they watched as a goddess slowly approached, not understanding what her visit meant but instinctively knowing this might be their last chance.

No creature wanted to become mindless and soulless undead.

Agleya looked around the environment and finally chose a rocky beach full of scattered or large rocks, many already turning grey-black from necrotic wind.

She thought for a moment and then called to Hill, who was standing in the sky seemingly lost in thought: ”Hill’s Dad! I think this place is very suitable.”

Hill descended and immediately understood why Agleya chose this rocky beach.

If the temple was built here, it would block the strongest gust of necrotic wind, making it less likely for travelers on the main road to fall seriously ill from losing vitality.

The rocks here had largely turned into low-grade darkness materials suitable for shadow souls to hide in.

Although they were useless now, in a hundred years, this place might harbor liches.

Hill had chosen the timing perfectly.

He found a ring with a larger space and collected all the stones scattered across the ground.

These things would be useful later.

The internal structure of the stones had changed, but if soaked in enough holy water, they would actually become more absorbent.

Though many wouldn’t choose to waste holy water in this way.

But neither Hill nor Agleya considered this consumption significant; it was just a flick of the wrist for them.

This was one of the benefits of being a kind water god.

Although Hill wasn’t a deity, as a nurturer of the Teraxil Sea God, his water system divine arts were actually stronger than most faint divine powers.

Hill also dug more than two meters deep into the ground, just as a foundation.

This rocky beach wasn’t very high, so the necrotic wind’s erosion of the ground was relatively shallow.

He turned to ask Agleya: ”Marble or deep-sea crystal?”

”Marble is fine, Hill’s Dad, just like our home.” Sometimes Agleya didn’t understand what was up with her dad.

Even as an Earth Bear, it wasn’t easy for anyone to convert earth materials so effortlessly!

Wasn’t that the domain of the Goddess of the Earth?

Agleya hesitated for a moment but didn’t ask; she decided to just assume her dad had ancient powers.

Unaware that his daughter’s guess was almost spot on, Hill slowly laid the foundation and built shallow water channels and clear water pools, identical to the ones outside his valley.

As for the main temple, Agleya chose a blend of light blue deep-sea crystal and white marble.

She knew that as an outsider deity in this world, she needed to show some uniqueness; sometimes having wealth was very practical.

It didn’t make stronger deities feel threatened, but it made weaker beings think twice before offending her.

Sometimes, being wealthy allowed certain accomplishments comparable to those of the powerful; it just required spending money!

At the very least, she had the ability for mutual destruction.

Hill built the temple tall and deep, with three temples from front to back.

The outermost was the Holy Water Hall. The statue of Agleya on the altar had a gentle and compassionate expression, holding a large conch shell that continuously flowed with holy water.

Beneath the conch shell was a long holy water pool. When it overflowed, it flowed through the doorway channel into the shallow water pool outside.

In the shallow pool, Hill had set up a water elemental array using purifying water pearls. It would release the purest spring water three times daily, morning, noon, and night.

The corrupted beasts could only drink this pure water. After a few days, they could safely drink the much diluted holy water.

The shallow pool’s limited capacity meant that when this faintly holy water flowed into the Undead Swamp, it would alleviate much of the undead’s mental disintegration.

If any undead sought release, they would only have to accept the Sea Goddess’s blessing next to the temple, which happened once every seven days.

This blessing consumed Agleya’s divine power, replenishing roughly every seven days.

The central one was the main temple. Here, Agleya looked dignified and solemn, holding a trident and an exquisite sphere.

If an enemy attacked, the statue could directly use the stored faith power to release divine arts in retaliation.

This method was currently used by the deities of Teraxil.

As long as a deity was revered and trusted, they would receive abundant faith, regardless of any refusal.

Thus, all gods followed the Gods of Time and Space, using their statues in various places as vessels to contain faith. Consequently, faith offered in one place strengthened that specific area.

The downside to this was that the divine fire had to be split.

Each split strand of divine fire required almost a year to recover. The only consolation was that it could be transferred.

Now, even if Agleya didn’t plan to establish statues, she would split a strand of divine fire every few years.

In Teraxil now, the deities didn’t compete much, except when pious followers were too numerous to not build one. Otherwise, they preferred not to expand.

They would wait at least a hundred years before expanding their influence again.

Currently, Agleya only had one strand of divine fire because she had become a god only recently.

The rear hall was reserved for the future Sea God Church. Hill initially divided it into dozens of livable rooms, a meeting hall, and a library.

He planned to transfer a complete set of books and materials, except for the magic books, once Agleya had reliable followers.

As planned, two white stone houses were built on the rear-right side of the temple, each housing two rows of large communal beds. Hill transformed them into heated kang beds.

This was also one of William’s achievements. Ordinary people in Teraxil could spend twenty silver coins to buy a one-meter-square thermal board and endure a winter comfortably.

Even nobles and some wealthy merchants had installed underfloor heating in their mansions, though they wouldn’t use the cheap thermal boards but ones lasting at least twenty years.

Aside from the fire elemental crystal inside, the difference wasn’t substantial.

But the price varied greatly.

However, it was better than before, even for those who could afford magical heating arrays, as they couldn’t afford the crystal stones.

They usually reserved the array for entertaining important guests to showcase their abilities.

”Are there many female professionals in this world too?” Agleya asked curiously.

Because of the existence of the Undead Tribe, the Saral People had long been accustomed to the reality that there were as many female professionals as males, sometimes even more ferocious.

Perhaps witnessing strong and independent females in the Undead Tribe, the girls in Teraxil had not only started schooling but also strived to become professionals.

”Of course.” Hill smiled at Agleya, ”Though it’s somewhat different from Teraxil, there are indeed many female professionals. But...”

Hill paused, unsure how to tell Agleya that women in this world were somewhat uninhibited, influenced by enthusiastic and unrestrained goddesses.

”In your free time, you should read the introductions of those deities.” Hill advised Agleya.

He could only let her comprehend it herself, as a male elder, some things were hard to explain.

Hill knew that during Agleya’s upbringing, she mostly saw independent females among the Undead Tribe.

Those girls might be a bit crazy but were self-respecting and self-loving.

They valued love but cherished themselves more.

Agleya, seeing Hill’s attitude, realized she’d have to learn from books. Her father often avoided discussing underhanded matters, leaving them to read about such things, usually related to women.

She nodded: ”I understand, Hill’s Dad! But is your goal to separate them?”

”Exactly, even the doors will face opposite directions.” Hill couldn’t help but sneer. He wouldn’t let them taint Agleya’s eyes.