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2053: Chapter 685: The Kindling of Destruction Is Set, Now Is the Time to Burn!

(Part 2)

2053: Chapter 685: The Kindling of Destruction Is Set, Now Is the Time to Burn!

(Part 2)

Whether The Master of Hunting is corrupted is not our concern.

Our faith was long bound within the realm of The Master of Hunting, only gods have the authority to choose believers, believers are not qualified to choose the Divine Spirit.

We must bring forth The Master of Hunting, Botana.

Even though we also know it will lead the civilization of the Wolf People into decay, however, the chaotic era is coming, our kin need spiritual protection.

Other than The Master of Hunting, no one will accept the faith of the Wolf People.

Unless you are willing to worship the more dangerous subspace shadows.

Those twilight gods…

But look at those who hide in the shadows of civilization, playing with conspiracies; their forms remain intact, but their souls have decayed, do you really wish to join them?

Botana, you must understand, fallen gods are still gods!

They can still provide us the power and protection we need.

They are birthed from the faith of the Wolf People!

They won’t and can’t harm the interests of the Wolf People.

Let it be decay.

After all, all we need is a share of protection and power, nothing more.

The King of Bone Biting molded the background of our civilization, four Black Disasters tempered our strength, the birth of The Master of Hunting is a sign, our Wolf People will eventually rule the world.

In the face of such rewards, all it needs is faith.

Such a bargain.”

“Ha, well said, truly a bargain.”

Botana tugged at her hood.

She seemed to agree with this argument, but judging from the glimmer in her murky eyes, she clearly held it in contempt.

The Pī zhǎo Clan clearly has its own plans for the world’s future.

“Just ahead.”

The Wolf People trudged straight ahead, quickly reaching the end of the Ratman Tunnel.

The Claw Chief Mother took out a simple map for comparison, where they were now should be directly below the ninth position of the Blackflame Mountain Pass, the tunnel here hadn’t turned, its end just inserted into the core structure of the Blackflame Mountain Pass defense.

Precisely within the “nonexistent area” determined by Samoyed Syria.

Botana saw the Ratmen digging ahead, she shook her head, stepping forward and swinging the Bone Staff to send out a highly penetrating Spiritual Energy spiral, instantly breaking through the last few meters of the tunnel.

Then what came into the Wolf People’s view was a dead and vast area, a “tomb” hidden in the core of the position.

Botana laughed.

She bent down, picking up a severely weathered hand bone.

The owner of the hand bone still tightly grasped their weapon before dying, making it so that even after the flesh had dried, the broken sword could not be taken from their hand, seemingly unwilling to bow to defeat even a hundred years after death.

“Look, warriors who died under the King of Bone Biting a hundred years ago, people all thought these brave ones had vanished amidst the Black Disaster, they even foolishly erected cenotaphs for these warriors on the surface.

I know they wanted to commemorate that war and those painful sacrifices, striving to extract some sort of will or wisdom from it, but facts proved, they couldn’t learn any lessons from sacrifice.

A hundred years ago, Lord Felix only used a week to rout the Blackflame Mountain Pass, tens of thousands of warriors of various races died in the massacres of war, and their deaths were not the end.

That was merely a Seed of Darkness being planted.

Today…

This seed is going to take root and sprout!

That foolish Hether Hoffman thought her enemy was the Pī zhǎo Clan, but it’s not!

If she wants to challenge the Pī zhǎo Clan, that bumbling and stubborn dwarf vampire must first pass over the remains of the ‘predecessors’!

Does this count as mutual slaughter?

Ha, I’m really curious.”

—

“What have your inspections been doing all these years!

Mother Earth above, these are your drawings!

It’s your construction work, it’s your assurance to Lord Paryen that this place could never fall!

But today I realize that my position harbors a giant bomb that has never been discovered!

If it explodes, both my position and I will turn to ashes in an instant!

Damn!

Is this the work attitude of the Gaia Temple?

If I weren’t already a vampire, I would definitely severely accuse you before the Mother Goddess!”

Lord Hether has already received the report from the Stonemason Association, she is utterly numb.

Governor Morphy has always been pessimistic about the fate of the Blackflame Mountain Pass, Lord Hether always wanted to persuade that vampire to tell him everything was alright, but now the facts prove, Morphy’s intuition was correct.

The Blackflame Mountain Pass position truly poses a terrible flaw, and the most crucial part is that they discovered it too late.

“Locate that nonexistent cavity!”

The Vampire Lord pointed to her kin summoned from Silver Fort before her, she cursed:

“Find it before everything becomes irreversible!

Destroy it!

That is my only order.”

“That’s difficult, Hether, please calm down.”

A silver dwarf whose beard nearly dragged the ground explained:

“Our drawings have no issue…”

“Get out!

Now is not the time to shirk responsibility!

The Wolf People have already launched their offensive at the frontline, I must go to hold them off to buy time for you to wipe your asses.”

Hether roared.

She was so furious, it made the lights in the command post at this moment become extremely dim, like darkness surging about to swallow all the light.