svetikya Chapter 319 From the Future
Chapter 319 From the Future
Chapter 319 From the Future
"The fire has been extinguished and the evil creatures have been cleared away, but the losses on the front lines are irreparable. There are many suspicious circumstances surrounding this matter, and we hope Your Majesty will send more people to investigate... Finally, may you flourish forever, and may the Mother Tree be with you."
After silently reading the secret report submitted by the frontline commander, the Pope of Life frowned, his wrinkles crisscrossing his face like the marks left by time on the bark of an old tree.
Confusion and doubt appeared on his face. The once shrewd and calculating pope felt powerless at this moment.
After a long while, all emotions poured out with a sigh.
"Blood God Cult..."
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He didn't understand why the Blood God Church had suddenly crossed the Acheron River and attacked the riverside positions.
Was this attack specifically targeted at the Life Church? Or was it just a routine harassment of the church?
"Contact other religious groups for me."
Before long, the connection was established, and the Pope obtained the information he wanted from other religious groups.
His furrowed brows relaxed considerably at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief, comforting himself that this was not the worst situation.
His sect wasn't the only one whose position was attacked; the Mercury and Tide sects were also among those whose positions were attacked.
He wasn't the only one who was unlucky.
"From this perspective, the Blood God Cult's attack was not a response specifically targeting the Life Cult, but rather a simple act of dissatisfaction with someone impersonating them, or perhaps they simply took this opportunity to launch the attack."
The Pope breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was not being attacked by the Blood God Cult, but having his previous actions exposed.
If his plan to send people to impersonate the Blood God Cult and attack the Ember and Black Moon Cults is discovered, his best outcome will be isolation, and his worst outcome will be being besieged by the other cults.
Fortunately, no one has seen through his disguise yet, and he hasn't reached the point where he needs to ask the withered one to come out of seclusion.
Even he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear when he thought of the withered and decaying.
No matter how much he tried to comfort himself, subconsciously he had already accepted a fact.
That withered one had long since strayed from the teachings left by the Mother Tree of Life, and had completely turned to the side of death.
If we were to think a little bolder, the withered one might have already colluded with the demon god of the path of death and become an immortal being.
Is such an existence still worthy of his belief?
The Pope did not know the answer to this question; he only knew that he had no other choice.
"Fortunately, we've already captured enough people in the previous two attacks, so I shouldn't need to launch a third one for a while... but he can't be satisfied with that."
The withered one has a huge appetite; with so few people, it's impossible to satisfy him for long.
The Pope was deeply troubled by this and finally decided that the common people would have to suffer, and the infamy would fall on the Blood God Cult.
To be on the safe side, he decided not to target the town this time, but instead set his sights on another group.
The mountainous countries of the west.
"Anyway, that area is full of small countries, so we can just plunder a few places without anyone noticing."
With this in mind, the Pope devised a plan for subsequent actions.
At this time, the small countries in the western mountains were unaware that they were about to face a catastrophe, and they probably never imagined that anyone would be targeting them.
Even if she knew, she would only feel a sense of helplessness, like a sleeping husband.
As for Middle-earth... since the Battle of the Acheron River, apart from a few minor disturbances, Middle-earth has enjoyed a long-awaited period of peace.
The Blood God Cult occupies northern China, with the Akeron River as the boundary. It seems to be planning to lay low, and apart from occasionally sending one or two infiltration teams to harass others, it has not made any other major moves.
The church seized this opportunity to continue building fortifications on the south bank of the Acheron River, while also taking a break and recuperating.
Only minor frictions remain between the two sides, and there is a growing trend towards dividing the territory along the Acheron River.
Having gained a temporary respite, the church's desire for a hardline stance no longer held sway. Under the leadership of a certain individual, the conservative forces rose to prominence, squeezing out the previously dominant radicals.
The church today is showing signs of "mistaking Hangzhou for Bianzhou".
Modi thought that he might be able to take this opportunity to ask the church for tribute or something, since the two sides had not held any peace agreement.
"Are you serious? You're treating the church like the Song Dynasty?"
After hearing his idea, Elena looked at him suspiciously.
With the knowledge base provided by Mo Di, she naturally knew about the Song Dynasty as well.
If it were just annual tribute, that would be fine, but once the concept of annual tribute is introduced, it's clear that it's meant to teach people to submit and be subservient.
However, considering that the Church is now almost crippled, and with the current Pope Ember as a traitor, they might actually accept this request.
Once the bottom line is broken, it's easy for prices to keep falling.
If they really refuse to surrender, the Blood God Cult's Heavenly Army will help them surrender.
Having received confirmation from Mordy, Elena had no choice but to comply. "Alright, I'll prepare. But what about you? What are your plans during the truce?"
"Is it about attacking small Western countries, or launching an expedition to other parts of the world?"
She knew Modi's temperament all too well. He was someone who could never sit still. No matter the time, at least 90% of the Blood God Child was working, and the remaining 10% was on his way to work.
"You're asking me? Is it possible that I haven't had a moment's rest at all?"
Modi flipped through the schedule and glanced at the key items.
"Oh, right, there is indeed something that needs close attention lately. The Forgotten Expedition, you remember that, right?"
"Of course I remember. What's wrong? Did those seven immortals make a request of you?" Elena asked.
"almost."
Recalling his brief contact with the Council of Seven, Mordy repeated the Council's request: "In order to expand the Forgotten Realm and to make room for me, the long-awaited Forgotten Expedition is about to begin. Those seven guys have already identified a world cluster, but they require me to send troops as well... Oh, right."
At this point, Modi paused for a moment, as if searching for some information.
"Coincidentally, there is a world in that world cluster that I have been to before, and I also have acquaintances there, so I have set that world as one of my targets."
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"Is it repaying kindness with enmity? Or settling personal scores?" Elena teased.
"Don't imagine me as such a dark person. I genuinely want to help her this time." His eye twitched. "If it weren't for her help back then, getting over that hurdle of Audurian wouldn't have been so easy."
Upon hearing this, Elena understood who he was talking about.
"That's true, we still need to help that person."
Coincidentally, aside from the Red Dragon King, Mordi has several different connections with that world.
Although these connections were not established at the present moment, but in the more distant future.
But for the immortal, none of this matters; he can reverse it at any time, bringing the present into existence through connections to the future.
For example, what he is doing right now.
"Three people called out to me in the future. Two of them possessed talismans, and the remaining one... what do you mean by 'casually offering a sacrifice and ending up dialing my number'?"
Modi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
The random sacrifice that happens to connect with the evil god is actually... well, not uncommon, considering he has too many Blood God children scattered around.
A large forest has all kinds of birds.
"This is the first time I've encountered this situation, and it's in the Ring Realm. How many times has this happened? Oh well, I'll just send a Blood God Child over there and see what kind of mess those people have made."
Modi has always acknowledged the antics of these cult members with their twisted minds. Of course, while he acknowledges them, he will still deal with them first after seeing them.
However, this can easily lead to misunderstandings.
To those unaware of the inside story, his behavior was very much in line with the identity of an evil god. After being summoned by the blood sacrifice of believers, he indiscriminately killed people. What else could he be but an evil god without any reason?
In addition, his twisted thinking, stemming from his high position, often makes him more likely to be regarded as an evil god.
You can't talk about ice with a summer insect; most ordinary life forms are destined to be unable to understand its essence, and it doesn't need their understanding.
"There are two others, one of whom is... the Reincarnation Squad from the Main God Space? Oh, it's them. I did give them a talisman."
Modi squinted, realizing that something was amiss.
This tiny world has actually gathered so many factors at the same time, including the Reincarnation Squad, the Forgotten Realm, and him. Could it be that a powerful force is pulling the strings behind the scenes?
If there's anything about this world that left a deep impression on him, it's probably the numerous subsidiary planes, which the natives call Hell.
Given the current gathering of such talents, Mordy couldn't help but suspect that the unique characteristics of this world were also man-made.
"Including the seven in the Forgotten Realm, plus myself, there are eight immortals. It's possible that there are still immortals hidden within the world."
"Could it be a demon god playing the role of an invisible giant hand? Or a giant sphere of light from the main god space? No, the one behind it probably has no interest in getting involved in this kind of thing."
Modi only regretted that he thought too much. The more he thought, the easier it was for him to connect with beings of higher status. Even if he realized it, he had no choice but to pretend he hadn't thought of anything and willingly fall into the trap.
Even if you don't want to get involved, the experts have plenty of ways to get you hooked.
In situations like this, you have to play dumb. Even if you eventually find out you were just outsmarting thin air, it's still a pretty good outcome.
"Isolate this memory first, then give yourself a suggestion, and just send a few Blood God Children over there."
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Mordy made a decision.
The next moment, the memory from just now was fragmented and stored deep within the sea of blood, replaced by the suggestions he had set for himself.
"It's time. Although it's not yet the exact time they're calling me, a little earlier isn't a big problem."
The moment the thought arose, a spark of inspiration pierced through the void, forcibly twisting the connection to the future into the present.
Through this connection, he was able to arrive some time earlier than expected.
It was indeed much more convenient for him, but the Samsara Squad on the other side showed a horrified expression when they saw this scene.
"Captain, look at this mirror! It's all red inside! Holy crap, it's still seeping blood!"
Miao Guang let out a strange cry and flung three talismans from the sleeve of his Taoist robe, which landed precisely on the mirror.
A burst of blue lightning then erupted.
As if stimulated, the blood on the mirror surface transformed into tendrils that, disregarding the obstruction of the lightning, forcefully covered the three talismans and were drawn into the blood-red world of the mirror.
"It even swallowed three of my Thunder Talismans? This filthy thing is getting powerful!" Miao Guang exclaimed in surprise. "Captain, don't just stand by and watch, come quickly..."
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His words abruptly stopped, and as he turned his head, a bright red sight came into view.
Behind him, the walls and floor of the room were stained with a scarlet red color, and a strong smell of blood and rust emanated from them, making him, with his keen senses, extremely uncomfortable.
"Don't just stand by and watch, come and help!"
Huo Wen tried to suppress the fountain of blood erupting from the cracks in the floor, but he was outnumbered and outmatched, and his efforts were largely ineffective.
The other teammates also had their own things to do.
Xu Hui was busy dealing with the blood mist that had appeared out of nowhere in the room, while Fu Yuxi was at a loss as to what to do about the blood-stained painting on the wall.
Only one person stood in the corner, unmoved.
"Master of Subtlety, what are you doing just watching?" Huo Wen shouted at the person in the corner. "If you don't make a move soon, we're all doomed! Damn it, this isn't some kind of supernatural world, why are we getting attacked like this the moment we arrive?"
The master of subtlety, who had only joined in the last world, shook his head slightly in response to his urging.
"Because it's unnecessary," he said.
"If I'm not mistaken, the newcomer is a friend, not an enemy. Of course, if this person really intends to attack you, you won't be able to put up a fight."
"What do you mean?"
Huo Wen was taken aback when he heard this. He turned around and looked at him for a while. Sure enough, he found that all the unusual things were not hostile to him. On the contrary, they conveyed a sense of disdain.
"Are they annoyed that I'm in their way?"
"More or less." The Master of Subtlety nodded, looking at the room filled with crimson, and said with emotion, "As the ancients said, when a sage is born, extraordinary phenomena appear in the heavens."
He walked to the window, pushed open the blood-red window, and looked at the horizon. He saw that although it was morning, the sky was covered with blood-red clouds.
"Judging from these extraordinary phenomena, the one who has arrived has probably ascended to an extraordinary level."
Huo Wen told his teammates to stop their pointless actions, and he also walked to the window, looking up at the blood-red clouds in the dome with an incredulous expression.
"Such a large-scale celestial phenomenon... could it be caused by a six-star level entity?"
According to their classification of reincarnators, the six-star level is also known as the Overlord, who is an existence capable of ruling an entire world community.
Xu Hui frowned and said, "Why would an existence of this level come to a world like this, and specifically seek us out?"
This world is too small to accommodate such a great master.
"Not necessarily." The Master of Subtlety turned around and smiled, "Perhaps we already know the one who is descending."
"ha?"
"I didn't expect that after so long, the Master of Subtlety would still remember me... Oh right, for you, it should only be a short time, or perhaps my sense of time is different from yours."
The blood-red shadows on the painting writhe, outlining the appearance of a young man.
As the final stroke was completed, a new sparkle appeared in the young man's eyes, and the entire painting came to life.
A gust of wind blew by, and the hanging painting swayed in the breeze.
The young man in the painting took the opportunity to step out of the painting. As soon as he touched the blood-like paint on the ground, his whole body gained thickness and was no longer a flat two-dimensional image.
Modi smiled and raised his hand to greet the silent crowd.
"I come from the future. For you, this moment is undoubtedly the present, but for me, this moment means the past. Of course, there is no difference."
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