Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Capítulo 1385: Chapter 1175: The Undead Tribe’s New Discovery

Black Eye suddenly felt what absurdity truly meant… even Lansendel never left her so speechless!

Aren’t mages supposed to be the rational type?

Midnight is an arcanist! A mysterious and calm arcanist!

Could it be that AO mistook some similar magician for an arcanist?

An enemy like Midnight really makes one at a loss for words… No wonder she was always so desperate, completely indifferent to the consumption of Soul Power.

Compared to Edna and Black Eye, who have no faith to replenish them, she might be the first to dissipate!

After all, Edna is her reincarnation; if she doesn’t care about going out as herself, then naturally it’s more normal to get rid of her predecessor first.

What a joke!

Black Eye couldn’t suppress her rage.

Even back then, she didn’t think Heim would actually dare to kill her… after all, she and Heim had a bit of a fish-water relationship!

That dog of a man dared to use a former lover as a sacrifice!

Dying without the courage to resurrect truly is his best fate!

Nevertheless, Black Eye habitually left a backup for herself, without entrusting these matters to her lesser gods and followers.

She understood clearly that Azuth was a person who could see things in an open-minded way; if Black Eye died, he would miss her but wouldn’t go mad wanting to resurrect her.

It’s not that he didn’t love her, but… he was a very standard mage, keeping reason and emotion very distinct.

If not for her, Azuth would choose to live like Elminster: teaching some outstanding students, staying in his own corner, watching the world’s storms rise and fall.

They didn’t even like turning into liches, being very philosophical about life and death… they would strive to save their dwindling lives, but if nothing could be done, they’d accept the arrival of fate.

When he became her lesser god, Azuth took over those divine powers only amidst her endless tearful reluctance… but it was also precisely because Azuth had no ambitions for divinity and divine positions, which made him suitable to stand between Black Eye and the other lesser gods.

Every magic deity striving for greater strength must first approach Black Eye’s side, and Azuth is a thorn in the eyes of all these lesser gods.

Yet with her greatest trust and deepest reliance, Azuth had no chance of losing to anyone weaker than him.

Actually, Black Eye knew Azuth wasn’t ignorant of her schemes… but as long as he still loved her, none of this mattered to him.

But she was never the kind of person Azuth was!

In what kind of blood and turmoil had she struggled to climb to such a powerful divine position back then!

Black Eye would never give up any opportunity, even if it meant falling into depravity!

She coldly watched the small ripple of Faith Power: Safras wasn’t after Black Eye, but a puppet with Black Eye’s face and soul, obedient to his words!

He must think he’s clever, but he would probably die a pretty conclusive death.

Just like when she was beheaded in the past… ambition surpassing capability naturally leads to catastrophe.

In Toril, there is only one who can turn the Goddess of Magic into a puppet.

Even if success is impossible, just thinking about it is a sin!

To dare stretch a hand into that one’s domain, Safras’s ending would be quite a sight.

Black Eye narrowed her eyes; she could ensure her ambition… slowly raising her Divine Power to a level just shy of becoming a great divine power… unbeknownst to outsiders.

Even intimate lover Azuth didn’t know she had elevated her Divine Power to that level back then… after all, she was compressing Divine Power every day to create anchor points for the Weave.

The occurrence of the Years of Turmoil further spread her power across the Weave, so no deity could calculate her total amount… not even AO, despite not being omniscient and omnipotent.

So… who exactly could have discovered her and betrayed her?

Black Eye didn’t think Heim’s impulsiveness back then was completely normal, as that guy cared a lot about his reputation… allowing the world to be destroyed because of him wasn’t something Heim was truly willing to do.

But… he also liked attention, especially when what he did was completely reasonable and compliant; his flutter always slightly simmered.

Killing the Goddess of Magic ensured he’d be remembered for tens of thousands of years!

Perhaps, in that instant, Heim’s flutter was amplified, causing him to make such a drastic decision… but he surely had thought about it long before, which made him see this excitement as entirely his own intention and act upon it.

Black Eye let out a cold laugh… so Heim got played by Cyric; wasn’t that inevitable?

As for her… ha~ if truly discovered, she wouldn’t have died without reason.

Unfortunately, she doesn’t believe in conceding a bet and accepting the loss; betting her life again with unsettled debts was more in her character.

Black Eye quickly flashed, blocking the red longsword that was about to be used as a club.

“Huh?” Perfect Bald, having just chopped down a blazing tree with an axe, peered curiously towards the lake on the right, which seemed to be evaporating from the lava rolling into it.

The knights who usually led the way for the Undead Tribe were generally tall and broad, with large shields, but in the forest—especially in a forest where giant flaming branches could drop unpredictably—shorter ones were actually more agile.

At least those suddenly falling trees couldn’t hit their heads directly… Any knight could hear the sound beforehand, no matter how dimwitted.

As the only Clan Leader in the Command Group from the Hundred Great Families, Loli Knight, “Perfect Bald” naturally and unhesitatingly took the lead at the forefront.

He had no complaints… After all, the Priest Corps from his family was hysterically pushing them along from behind… including his dear wife.

The female priests of the Black Rose Family, even if they didn’t adore Edna as much as the Old Age Striking King, didn’t want the adorable little girl they watched grow up to disappear.

Despite cursing William for messing with their emotions again, the girls charged into the jungle they disliked the most without hesitation… Screams resounded as snakes, insects, and rodents fled the burning rainforest.

But none of them wanted to turn back.

Perfect Bald was glad to have an excuse to distance himself from the Black Rose’s main force… Liu Liu was a nice girl, but being nice doesn’t mean she isn’t a nag, nor does it mean she doesn’t scold… A spicy-tempered girl doesn’t grow up to be sweet.

William couldn’t hear her cursing… Tsk, sometimes he really wanted a Shielding Spell.

Unexpectedly, while he was clearing a firebreak to the right-front, wanting to see if the lake edge could be useful, he discovered some problems!

He raised a tablet towards the misty, foul-smelling lake ahead: “Old Dog, is there a Bone Tower at the bottom of that lake?”

Snow Cloud Peak looked down at the tablet: “It should be another dimensional space similar to the Haber Family’s Gem Magic Tower.

Strange, why hasn’t it collapsed?

And it contains more than just this tower; if you point a little to the left, I think I see a Stone House.

Ah… It really is a Stone House.”

“Should we head towards the Flame Mountain Range or check out this… Lake Luo first?” Perfect Bald hesitated.

“My instincts tell me something isn’t right here.” Snow Cloud Peak pondered, “In that White Sailed Ship on Harua, how many people could there be?

Even if they had the strength of a hundred… to scare us a bit, let’s say they can match a thousand. Even so, they’re not as many as the people we found for Edna.

As for bluffing, both sides are probably faking it.

But why hasn’t Edna won yet?

The Soul War isn’t about who’s more powerful; Edna has a complete soul! How could she lose to Black Eye, who’s only a fragment?

There’s definitely something else odd going on.

If we go, the main help we can offer is moral support… why not first try this Bone Tower in the lake.”

“How do I explain that to those women?”

“The original storm is still strong atop the Flame Mountain Range, enough to hold until that serpent escapes from Toril.

Edna doesn’t need them to sacrifice themselves just yet.

On the contrary, if we go to Lake Luo, we might just save Edna’s life.

If they choose not to go… and Edna dies for this reason, ask them if they’re willing to bear the responsibility, and give me a straightforward answer.

I’ve done everything I should, and even the elder has no complaints. I’ll only accept justified criticism, not unreasonable fussing from anyone!

Let them be decisive, I have no patience to listen to them cry and wail irritably.”

Perfect Bald tilted his head for a few seconds, then quickly broadcasted Snow Cloud Peak’s words to the whole channel.

He wouldn’t paraphrase Old Dog’s words!

But if he didn’t include the latter part… it wouldn’t convey the importance, right?

The enormous wave of curses from the Undead Tribe almost shook the entire Chult Archipelago… even those two crocodile heads and the Feline God, who were battling the Tornado Storm, jumped up scared and turned to look.

White-haired, calmly composed Manks couldn’t help but turn to gaze at the lunacy the Undead Tribe was exhibiting for unknown reasons.

Though Toril people knew the Undead Tribe had whimsical tendencies and bizarre actions… the prospect of millions of girls cursing their commander simultaneously was still somewhat astounding.

Then she was somewhat surprised to see the Undead, initially charging towards the Flame Mountain Range, suddenly move to the right.

“Is that… Lake Luo?” she curiously asked Monica beside her, “What have you arranged there?”