Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1306: Chapter 1097: Edna Wants to Make a Move

’Old Age Striking King’ glanced at ’Xiao Liuliu’, who had logged in to rescue her husband, and seriously confirmed, ”If Baldy is so energetic, he should be able to last another two hours, right?”

’Xiao Liuliu’ carefully observed Baldy’s jumping and rolling demeanor and coldly rolled her eyes, ”Even four hours is fine.

My son is asleep, if anything happens, the robot nanny will call us.

Both of us have enough time, rest assured.

However, after four hours, Baldy’s excitement will decline, and he might make mistakes, so we have to start the full-scale attack before that, can’t rely on him to just kite the BOSS.”

”Got it.” ’Old Age Striking King’ nodded, ”Then I’ll tell Old Dog to help stall for up to another two hours.

Old Dog will surely do his best to delay because that guy never acts like a person and is utterly shameless.”

’Xiao Liuliu’ nodded, ”That’s good, that way Old Dog will owe us, avoiding his heap of trash talk.”

”What about that Crocodile Head?” ’Old Age Striking King’ pointed at the gigantic figure stabbing incessantly around the Magic Ship, ”Why do I feel he doesn’t resemble Marla?

That thing wasn’t this fierce before, right?

Hern’s Demigod Vine took him down several times, didn’t it?”

”Did you forget? The one in Felunryel was fake.” ’Xiao Liuliu’ watched for a moment, then checked the past recordings on her tablet. After two minutes, she said, ”There is indeed something off, the eyes don’t seem like the same person.

No clue who’s got the issue.

Never mind, it doesn’t concern us anyway. Just notify Old Dog.

At least these two... no matter what’s wrong, it’s not yet at the point for us to scream for help.”

’Old Age Striking King’ looked at the completely different types of skills occasionally flying from the ship to those gigantic bodies and laughed, ”Anyway, as long as we can break its defense, the weaknesses will be found soon, ready to start the attack anytime.”

She waved her hand, ”I’ll head back to guard Edna in the cabin. I’ll leave the outside to you, Liu Liu.”

”No problem, leave it to me!” ’Xiao Liuliu’ smiled with narrowed eyes, casually brushing her long hair, and said with a gentle tone, ”It’s been a while since I could have a proper fight!”

’Old Age Striking King’ couldn’t help but slow down her steps into the cabin... the Toril people inside seemed to really want to see her, their eyes particularly enthusiastic.

The Female Priest looked around, but the mood to joke was put away when she saw the concern in Edna’s eyes.

She walked over slowly, speaking in a relaxed tone, ”No need to worry, everything is still under control.

We’re just curious about the combat strength of these weaker God incarnations from Toril, so we’ve been delaying a bit.

Otherwise, we can’t just watch our own Clan Leader dart around like he’s being chased by dogs!”

Edna laughed, ”Although I don’t quite believe it since if Baldy really were being bitten by a dog you guys would only applaud,

but I get the gist.

For now, let’s act like nothing’s happening, even if there’s a collapse outside, we can still enjoy the spectacle?”

’Old Age Striking King’ smiled and sat down beside her, ”You could also go take a nap with Elvia.”

Edna’s eyes flickered, understanding her friend’s implication that the scene at hand wouldn’t end anytime soon.

Even though the Clan Leader had already passed over their cabin three or four times, it hadn’t reached the limits of the Black Rose and him... the Undead Tribe always loves to exaggerate the damage they endure and the cost they bear, it’s easy to be fooled into thinking they’re done for if you’re not careful.

Of course, they also love to exaggerate the damage they inflict, but Edna has learned how to discern that.

For example, when her friend ’Old Age Striking King’ boasts, the most ’Cunlü’ might interrupt with a few harsh words, but most people would stay silent... proving that Striking King not only holds sway in the Undead Tribe but is formidable in combat.

Status alone can never keep any Undead quiet.

After all, if ’Snow Cloud Peak’ spoke up... probably even passersby would readily give him a ’tut’.

’Old Age Striking King’, typing away, reminded Edna, ”Something’s off with that Marla, if you run into him alone, don’t fight, just run.”

Edna curiously asked, ”What’s wrong with him?”

”Feels like he’s a different person.” ’Old Age Striking King’ said nonchalantly.

She spoke casually, but the Toril people who heard it were stunned as if struck by lightning.

During the Years of Turmoil, Marla was almost constantly pursued across the Ferun Great Land, fleeing in a very sorry state, and as a result, lost the reverence of some races... Then Talos took the opportunity to annex a lot of his divine authority.

He was forced to seek new worshipers among non-human tribes, even disguising himself as a subordinate creature of some God System to receive the offerings of these wild races.

As a result, Marla gained the divinity of these animal spirits by killing the totem spirits of these races, and even obtained more human worshipers from several Beast Worship Cult groups.

This is also why this Lord of Beasts can still maintain his divine authority... but it also created massive danger for him.

If it weren’t for Marla having little emotion and not even being able to speak much, someone like him with five different aspects of Lower Rank Divine Power would have long since been torn apart.

So, when the ’Old Age Striking King’ was mentioned, the Toril people immediately understood that the Lord of Beasts must have crashed when transforming into one aspect because his divinity had been repeatedly weakened.

If he cannot recover his divine consciousness promptly, this aspect of his avatar not only could become independent but might even counter-devour him successfully.

Leonard quickly dashed to the window, recalling who Marla had devoured while observing the massive crocodile head closely: ”It should be Sebek, if not, then that lower rank beast god Hern from the Orcish Pantheon.”

”Hmm?” The ’Old Age Striking King’ suddenly looked up and asked, ”But he has the appearance of a crocodile, dressed very Mulholland, with the eyes of a Slave Master—could he still be an orc?”

”How should I put it?” Edna thought carefully before saying seriously, ”Maybe Marla was using Sebek’s form, but when he was switching, he was suddenly overtaken by the awakened Hern who seized that body of divine power.

After all, during this period of the Magicplague, Marla’s divine power could probably only support one avatar, and after losing control, he couldn’t reclaim that body.

If Hern were to take control of that avatar before Marla finds a way to suppress him, then he could resurrect once again.

Otherwise, why would All Gods merely oppress deities with similar divinities to their own, shaking their faith’s foundation to slowly absorb their divine authority instead of choosing to directly devour them?

They certainly aren’t that benevolent; they’re just too afraid to do so.

Tolerating other deities vying for divine authority with them is far better than being counter-devoured someday.”

”For the orcs... that would be totally different from Mulholland,” said the ’Old Age Striking King,’ resolving his confusion and promptly passing the word to ’Snow Cloud Peak.’

The response from the other side came quickly, with the Female Priest raising her head to ask seriously, ”Old Dog wanted to ask, what are the odds of Hern and Sebek existing simultaneously in that body?”

”If they’re willing to share the body, then infinitely high!” Edna blurted out, ”Just like the Goddess of Lust Xaries from Mulholland, she had a similar aspect where initially both sides voluntarily fused.

The divine beings from the Mulholland Pantheon seem quite accustomed to such complex living conditions.”

”As for Sebek, he indeed might voluntarily join the Orcish Pantheon,” Nasir suddenly spoke, ”He’s always been out of tune with his own Pantheon and is usually the first to be abandoned by the Mulholland Pantheon when things get tricky, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been solitary in the swamp to be successfully ambushed by someone like Marla.”

The ’Old Age Striking King’ nodded: ”Old Dog said if that’s the case, it can explain some things.”

Thinking for a moment, Edna tilted her head: ”Is he talking about how Anmur found the source of the Imasca ruins?”

”As a Water Deity from Mulholland, Sebek certainly knows a lot about the ruins within the Imasca Sea,” Nasir laughed, ”No wonder the Anmur Navy suddenly rose to power, even able to challenge the Elven Royal Fleet.

Amazing, as always, profiting from the dead is the fastest way to earn.”

”Hmm...” The ’Old Age Striking King’ quickly dismissed Snow Old Dog from the other side and turned to Edna, ”Why are you tugging on my sleeve?”

”If it’s okay, I’d like to try fighting those two,” Edna softly said.

”Why?” The ’Old Age Striking King’ asked, puzzled, ”You’re only Eighth Ring, why aim so high, directly confronting a divine avatar?

Even Hill chose to face powerful foes only after reaching the Transcendent level.

Isn’t it too soon for you?”

”But with you all around, I’m in no real danger,” Edna spoke softly, ”Marla and Ambori’s avatars can even be tackled by a Sixth Ring Mage!

I just want to see what kind of damage I can inflict on such enemies.”

Elvia lazily rose from the floor: ”Edna’s spell damage incorporates my Frost Power, which can actually be compared with Ninth Ring Mages.

She can cast spells across her level; it should be fine.”

After pondering for a moment, the ’Old Age Striking King’ peeked at the battle outside and then decisively nodded, ”Alright, once we get into formation and prepare for a full-on assault, you can go out.

But you have to ensure that should any dangerous situation arise, you immediately hide with Elvia, understood?”

”No problem!” Edna instantly responded, ”I cherish my little life quite a lot! I certainly won’t give... anyone... any chance!”