Eternal Night

Chapter 450 Welcome the Saint to your loyal city!

(PS: Thanks to the leader of the alliance, I have lost something, for the reward. I will add an update here. Thank you again for your support.)
Wu Xianxiao led more than twenty strong barbarians, and behind him there were more than two hundred barbarians with extremely clear eyes and neat formations, pushing or pulling a large number of carts, or directly using wooden boards and cloth to drag the ground, loaded with food, armor, weapons, etc., and following Wu Xianxiao quickly forward.

Further behind, there were thousands of people, both men and women, all villagers and soldiers, and many were wounded. Among them were even a dozen priests and several people dressed as magicians.

"...It's really strange, all the supernatural powers in them are gone." Wu Xianxiao said to Beelzebub beside him as he walked.

Two extraordinary barbarians were carrying something like a stretcher with three small animals lying on it, while Wu Xianxiao was talking to Beelzebub.

Beelzebub seemed to be thinking. She said as she thought, "I seem to be familiar with this situation, but I can't remember where it is. Moreover, they had extraordinary powers at the beginning, but once you arrived, they didn't resist... No, they resisted, but after you kicked open the iron-clad and thick wooden city gate, they dared not resist, and then immediately lost their extraordinary powers. This situation is also very familiar to me..."

After Wu Xianxiao confirmed that he could not get any useful information from Beelzebub, he waved to a group of people behind him. When the magicians in long robes saw him, they trembled all over. However, they did not dare to be arrogant at this time. They walked quickly and respectfully to Wu Xianxiao's side and listened respectfully to the words of the saint in front of them.

"I'm very confused." Wu Xianxiao asked directly, "Didn't you have magic before? The magic cast by that magic tower was quite powerful. How come you suddenly became ordinary people?"

Several magicians were confused. They never thought that Wu Xianxiao was asking this question, because in their opinion, this was not a question at all.

After several seconds, the magician with the most gorgeous magic robe said, "Saint, this problem... is because we surrendered. Once we surrendered, there was a gap in our hearts. We are no longer believers of the Winged God of Maduo. Naturally, we cannot use the extraordinary power from the Winged God of Maduo."

Wu Xianxiao was stunned. He thought for a few seconds and said, "You mean, you are all ordinary people? You got your extraordinary powers because of that bull?"

The magicians were even more surprised. They were all confused. The leading magician said carefully, "Saint, we are not ordinary people. We are magicians, extraordinary people, professionals. There is only one magician in thousands of people. The number is much smaller than that of priests and pastors."

Wu Xianxiao was also confused and puzzled, "But without the power of the Winged God of Maduo, you can't use magic anymore, and you are just ordinary people, right?"

The magicians looked at each other and said, "But if we have other gods, we can use magic again."

"Yes, isn't this natural? Without the Winged God of Maduo, as long as we survive this time, we can go to another city-state, or just go to a random wilderness..."

"No matter where we are, we are all magicians..."

These magicians and magician apprentices thought that Wu Xianxiao was dissatisfied with them because they had no power, so they all started to complain.

Wu Xianxiao listened for a while, sensed the clergy again, and then nodded to show that he understood.

Obviously, this world is different from the dream world. It seems that all the extraordinary people are related to gods. The stronger the gods are, the stronger they are. At the same time, if there are no gods, their extraordinary powers cannot be used. However, they are still considered extraordinary people, because as long as they are accepted by other gods, they can use their extraordinary powers again, but ordinary mortals cannot do so. This is the difference between them.

But this is completely different from the extraordinary people that Wu Xianxiao knows and thinks. Since when did the power of extraordinary people be given by others?
Wu Xianxiao looked at the dozen or so extraordinary barbarians again and waved to a few of them. These barbarians immediately ran up and looked at Wu Xianxiao with clear eyes.

Following Wu Xianxiao's questioning, they immediately started talking about their own strengths, but they were indeed not very smart and spoke incoherently, with jumbled words and exaggerated adjectives. Wu Xianxiao had to feel their emotions and understand them at the same time before he could roughly understand what they meant.

In short, the extraordinary power of the extraordinary barbarians comes from magic beasts, spirit beasts, or ancestors, which are almost the extraordinary life in the wild, but have not yet reached the level of gods, only belonging to the extraordinary level. After receiving their gifts, these extraordinary barbarians have extraordinary power, but compared with priests and magicians, they are much worse, almost like the strength of a bear, the speed of a leopard, the eyes of an eagle, etc...

In short, judging from all the extraordinary people I have come into contact with so far, their power does not come from themselves. It is either a gift from gods (priests), or they rely on gods to communicate with elements (magicians), or they rely on spiritual objects and monsters to gain extraordinary powers (barbarians). There are almost no examples of people gaining extraordinary powers by themselves.

He is an exception among exceptions, so these people call him a saint, which means a person who is born holy, which is similar to gods.

"...Once we get to the city-state, they should have written, historical, and mythological records. We can then look for the reasons. Don't waste your confusion time." Beelzebub said.

Wu Xianxiao could only nod his head in agreement. Beelzebub then asked curiously, "Speaking of which, why did you have to come back and kill this cow? Or do you think that its body would have beef after it died?"

"Yes, beef!" Wu Xianxiao's eyes lit up slightly, and after a few seconds he said seriously: "It's not that reason, at least not entirely. I've suffered a lot because I underestimated the enemy and didn't get to the bottom of it. So since then I've warned myself that I must eradicate all evil. If there's no hostility, then I'll naturally run away, but if there is a hostility, then I must kill the enemy thoroughly, eradicate the roots, and kill them all."

On the other side, in the city-state, the main magic tower has been completely opened, and the magical light is shining. There are dozens of priests praying in the temple. The chief priest performs blood sacrifices every few moments. The blood flows into the bull statue through the groove of the altar, and the flesh is pushed into the deep pit next to the statue. There is a chewing sound below, which makes the power of the Winged God Maduo begin to recover. The holy light of the god lights up, and the divine domain covers the entire city.

In addition, all the soldiers in the entire city-state have been deployed, even the private soldiers of the city-state nobles are fully armed and gathered at the city walls and gates, ready to fight a desperate battle with foreign enemies at any time.

On a hillside fifty kilometers outside the city, a newly built camp overlooks the entire city, especially the gate.

Under a luxurious parasol, the city-state's prime minister was staring at the situation in the city-state in a trance. The main nobles in the city, two high priests, and two magicians were all standing respectfully behind him.

"…The rumors are getting more and more exaggerated, but there are more and more witnesses."

The Prime Minister was a young man. He stared at the city-state in a daze and said, "You want me to believe the rumors that a barbarian easily slaughtered the projection of the gods, then kicked open the fortress gate, let the magic of the magic tower hit him, and used his body to deflect it without any harm, and at the same time slashed with a knife, causing half of the magic tower to collapse, right?"

Everyone behind him didn't dare to speak and just lowered their heads in silence.

The young man was in a daze for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter and said, "We all know that the power of the barbarians comes from the wild spirits. These so-called wild spirits are spiritual beings that cannot even become the lowest level wild gods, so the barbarians are actually a second-rate extraordinary system. So... if there really is such a barbarian who can do all this, then he is definitely not a barbarian, he is something else."

The magician behind him suddenly asked, "Could it be a human-shaped god?"

"what?"

The young man squinted at the magician and said, "Are you an idiot? Or do you think I am an idiot? Looking at the surrounding twenty city-states, even the Kingdom of Kama and the Rainforest Kingdom, there has never been a real humanoid god. Even if there are humanoid gods, they are mostly liches, vampires, etc. Although they are barbarians, they are undoubtedly human in terms of blood."

Everyone lowered their heads and dared not say anything more.

The young man was silent for a moment and said, "Just as I instructed before, let us witness with our own eyes whether all these rumors are true. If they are true, if they are true..."

The young man lowered his head, with a kind of fanaticism in his eyes. He murmured, "I have made all the preparations, instructed all the relationships, and arranged all the hidden lines. If he can really kick open the city gate, the army in the city will immediately turn against him, all the magicians will immediately close the magic tower, and the high priests in the temple will immediately replace the venomous sacrifices with those of the poisonous spirits in the wild. Then... let us witness the gods killed by humans!!"

The people behind the young man were silent again. At this time, a chief priest asked: "Prime Minister...if he cannot take the position of a god, our worship and sacrifices to him cannot be transformed into the power of the divine domain, what should we do?"

The young man laughed, looked at the chief priest as if he was an idiot and said, "Come on, a human who can kill a god at will, do you think we still need gods to provide strength? Get it straight, a human who can communicate, so what if he is a tyrant? He is better than the most benevolent true God! If all this is true, then he is a true saint, and the era of us humans is finally coming... It's coming, it's coming!"

Everyone looked far outside the city, where thousands of people were walking towards them. They used their extraordinary powers to enhance their vision and carefully watched the movements of this group of people. Everyone was worried, especially the priests and magicians. They didn't know whether they hoped that all this was true or false.

Then, they saw the leader of that team, who was indeed a barbarian, with a huge build, full of muscles, holding a broken knife, and moving at an incredibly fast speed. Then he kicked the huge city gate. With a bang, the huge city gate that was strong enough to withstand a battering ram or even a god-level attack for several minutes was completely shattered, and the entire city wall was shaking.

The young man stood up suddenly, his eyes shining, and he roared with laughter: "Welcome the saint to your loyal city!"

"Ha, hahahahaha... there really is a saint, there really is..."

"The first outsider?!"

(End of this chapter)