Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 228 Report to the commander, the war situation is not favorable to us

Ethan walked through the darkness, followed closely by Winter and Kane. It was a novel experience. The surroundings were silent and the feet were stepping on the void, as if walking outside this world.

After an unknown amount of time, there was gradually movement coming from the end of the darkness.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, mixed with the sound of objects breaking. Ethan moved closer in the direction of the sound. After a while, he could vaguely hear voices talking in a hurried tone.

The blue-haired girl beside him raised her hand, and another "scar" formed in front of the three people at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cracked part spread into a door. When the light shone in from the other end, they finally saw the source of the commotion, accompanied by a strong shock.

The whole world was shaking violently under the falling fireball. A deep pit was smashed into the ground. The horrifying fire wave instantly swallowed up the advancing troops, leaving a huge pit ten meters deep on the ground. Dark clouds covered the sky, and lightning struck the barren land from time to time.

This is not a natural phenomenon, but elemental energy magic.

The one who could cause such a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth must be an extremely powerful elemental shaper.

Ethan was on the second floor of the building, and witnessed through the glass the changes that had taken place on the battlefield due to the advent of elemental magic.

"What are you still standing there for? The War Lord wants everyone to go to the command room for a meeting!"

Ethan's thoughts were interrupted by a passing officer.

This officer resembles a human, but the difference between him and a human can be seen at a glance. For example, he is nearly four meters tall, and the muscle lines on his body silently show his strength. He has only one eye on his face, which runs across his entire forehead. The white of his eye is red, and the round pupil resembles a snake's pupil.

The space inside the building was too crowded for his size, so the officer had to walk hunched over.

He was shirtless, and his bronze skin was covered with hideous scars, which seemed to be a symbol of his honor. On his chest was the red rune that Ethan had seen in the dungeon.

He was a follower of Caesarus.

The officer had a peculiar accent and his punctuation was...his own understanding of the language, but fortunately this sentence was not difficult to understand.

"Okay, we'll be there soon."

Ethan responded.

"Quick, speed up!"

The resolute officer urged again before leaving.

Ethan quickly understood their current situation. This was an ongoing war. Flor had mentioned the content of the Trial of Courage to him. After crossing the planes, they would appear in a war that had once occurred. However, they might find it difficult to find any clues from history because these wars all took place before the First Era.

Humans are accustomed to referring to the long period before that as the Dark Ages, and almost all of the history of the Dark Ages has been lost.

Although they won the war under the leadership of the upright and middle gods, the price they paid was undoubtedly tragic. The entire surface of the world was almost destroyed, the population plummeted, and most of the people who participated in the war died on the battlefield. Only a very small number of survivors gathered together and established an academy in an isolated place.

Then, Ethan discovered a problem.

He looked around.

The second floor looked very busy, as all the officers were rushing to the command center in a hurry, where the War Lord was waiting for them. Most of the officers passing by were sub-humans. Although they had human outlines, their appearances were strange. Some were a mixture of humans and some animals, and some were races from fantasy novels, such as an ogre with two heads, and a stone man covered with black grease.

The only thing they have in common is that they all have the same red mark on their bodies, indicating their identity.

They were all followers of Caesarus.

Ethan and the other two standing here were obviously regarded as their own people. Even though they did not have the runes of Caesaros on them, it did not prevent these officers from recognizing them.

In other words, they joined the camp of Caesaros, the father of war, and their position was to help these sub-humans deal with the human forces led by the positive gods and middle gods. For the humans of this era, they were fighting a battle for freedom from the slavery of the old gods.

Thinking of this, Ethan suddenly realized.

Drawing on history, considering the final outcome of this war...

Aren't these three definitely war criminals?

In addition, the three of them all looked like pure-blooded humans, which made them incompatible with the strange-looking subhumans around them. If their names were really recorded in history, they would probably be charged with the crime of "rape".

With his previous experience in Wolf Fang Castle, Ethan became extra cautious when dealing with "illusions of the past". He once changed Mary's fate in the city where the scarlet plague was spreading, turning her from a painful and corrupt priest into a saint of the Church of Life who fought against Old Ba all her life.

This is the result they can see in history books, but Mary is not the only one who has been changed.

The healing method she developed must have changed the fate of many people. Those who had contracted the scarlet plague and were destined to be deformed into flesh and blood creatures might have lived a relatively stable life with the help of the Church of Life. It’s just that their names were not written into history books like Mary’s.

But Flor also made it clear that if one wants to pass the trial of courage, one must win a war.

He followed an officer and walked towards the command room. The space in the command room was not very spacious, and many of the subhumans had different body shapes than ordinary people. He could only see a dark mass, with the space in front of him blocked by those huge backs. What was even more unbearable was the body odor and sweat smell that filled the room.

Caught off guard, Lin Dong had just taken half a step forward when he covered his mouth and nose, and rolled his eyes because of the smoke.

She decisively retreated from the combat command room, blinking at Ethan for help, like a student asking her deskmate to help take notes before skipping class.

After a glance, she clasped her hands together with a sincere look in her eyes.

This place is really unacceptable.

She was not good at wind magic and could not automatically filter the air like Ethan.

She is also different from Kane. Obviously, there is something wrong with Kane's sense of smell. It is recommended that he go to the hospital in the imperial capital for a physical examination after some time.

But in fact, Ethan was standing at the end of the crowd and could only see the back of the giant. An excited voice was coming from the gap between the human wall. This small command room, coupled with the intermittent reporting sounds, awakened a strong sense of familiarity in Ethan's heart.

Yes, at this moment, the demihuman officers are reporting the battle situation to the war lord.

"The addition of the Elemental Shapers is very disadvantageous to us. More than ten troops under my command have been wiped out so far."

Ethan guessed that there might be a strategic map spread out on the desk, and the officer who was speaking was bending over, pointing at the strategic map.

"It doesn't matter. As long as we find a way to cut off their relationship with the natural elements, everything will be fine."

"Chief."

"The elemental shapers..."

"They have built a magic network. All the methods God taught us are ineffective. Have we been abandoned?"

These words came from the mouths of three officers, and the command room suddenly fell silent. The negative emotion of impending defeat spread in the room.

In fact, before Ethan and the other two entered the house, they had already gotten a glimpse of the situation from the reactions of the garrison.

When the huge fireball descended from the clouds, their eyes were filled with fear.

This is an existence they cannot understand.

Elemental Shapers are not uncommon in this world. Although they are proficient in spells that manipulate natural elements, their bodies are weak. When fighting against elemental shakers, as long as they can withstand the first round of casualties and disrupt their formation, they will become lambs to be slaughtered.

The demihumans had won many battles using this method of warfare, but this time, they were facing the unknown.

There was no trace of the Elemental Shapers on the battlefield. Only a gap appeared faintly in the sky, and then a fireball like a meteorite hit them.

The power of the spell was much stronger than any elemental magic they knew. Even those warriors who had received special training to fight against elemental magic were burned to ashes in an instant.

They also encountered massive lightning strikes.

This is a battle against the unknown, and their forces are being rapidly depleted. It is foreseeable that if the war continues like this, failure is inevitable.

Are the invincible followers of Caesarus really going to lose the war they are best at?

Ethan was at the end of the crowd, listening to the whispers of the subhumans.

What happened next conflicted with the scene he was familiar with. He heard the muffled sound of bones twisting. The discussions of the demihumans stopped and the command room fell silent.

And the unfortunate fellow who questioned whether God had abandoned them had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"Incompetent, stupid, and dares to question God's authority."

The war lord enumerated the crimes of the demihumans. His majestic gaze swept over every officer with a gloomy expression. "If anyone else says such disrespectful words, this will be your fate. Now, who else can give advice on this war?"

There was a long silence in response.

"If not, return to your troops. This will be the final battle. If you win this war, you will go down in history."

Obviously, the War Lord's chicken soup therapy did not have much effect. The command room was depressing. Judging from the expressions of the sub-people, they dared not speak out against the War Lord's decision. His brutal behavior just now made morale even lower.

Ethan couldn't help but sigh that this was a typical mistake during wartime.

Although these demi-humans lack intelligence, they are the main frontal forces of the Caesaros army. Those who can stand in the forefront and report the battle situation directly to the war lord undoubtedly have a very high status among the demi-humans.

Executing an officer in front of so many people would undoubtedly put the remaining people in a state of fear.

What's worse is that apart from giving everyone a mouthful of lukewarm chicken soup, the War Lord did not offer any constructive suggestions that could change the situation of the war.

The officers scattered like birds and beasts, except for the unlucky guy whose neck had been broken.

His nearly four-meter-tall body fell to the ground like a rotten rag. The demi-humans who were familiar with him hesitated again and again, but ultimately could not muster up the courage to carry this unfortunate fellow out of the command center and bury him.

This familiar face.

The officer who had urged the three of them to attend the meeting in a hurry had left them forever.

Ethan felt that this scene was full of black humor.

Seeing the smelly crowd rushing out of the door, Winter, who had been lazy at the door, immediately ran into the house again. She almost stuck to Ethan, but this time, she was not only greedy for Ethan's body, but also his fully automatic wind element air filter.

Ethan soon saw the true appearance of the War Lord.

He soon doubted whether the thing sitting at the command table could be called a human being - although the sub-human looked strange, at least the outline of a human could be seen. However, the War Lord was just an armor frame. He wore a helmet, but there was no skin or bones under the helmet, only darkness.

When all the officers left, the helmet moved towards them.

"Do you have anything to say?"

It was still a deep, yet deep voice. "I have an idea."

Kane had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He ignored the demihuman officer lying on the ground and walked to the table. "In order to win this war, we need more powerful weapons, some weapons forged by the gods themselves that can turn the tide of the war!"

His eyes sparkled and he made no effort to hide his intentions.

The Warlord did not respond immediately, but looked up at him, "If you get this weapon, what do you plan to do with it?"

"Destroy the magic network."

Kane said, "As long as we can destroy the magic network, we can win the war. I have a different opinion from them. The suppressed situation is only temporary. This is actually good news for us."

"good news?"

Kane's words successfully aroused the interest of the War Lord.

He was very happy to hear some different voices amid the sluggish morale. Regardless of whether Kane could fulfill his promise or not, it would bring some vitality to this stagnant war.

"The supporters of the betrayers have already played their last trump card. If this trump card can be cracked, they will be completely doomed."

It seemed that even the War Lord himself did not realize that when Kane said this, he nodded with satisfaction. It was a subconscious action.

However, he still had a problem.

"How did you know about those weapons?"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the command room was becoming somewhat tense, Ethan quietly retreated to the door and closed it.

This armor stand seemed to have a bad temper. If he said something wrong, it might bring death - this was the "last lesson" that the unknown demi-human giant taught them with his life.

If this is a trial...

Then the War Lord is equivalent to an important NPC who issues tasks to them. The key to winning this war game is to crack the magic network.

Kane hit the nail on the head with every word he said.

However, from a historical perspective, Caesaros' followers failed to find a way to crack the magic network until they were defeated.

Perhaps it was because Caesaros had always been brooding over this defeat that he set up such a trial, allowing later comers to constantly review the situation, brainstorm, and look for ways to break the impasse.

So far, many humans have given answers that satisfied Caesaros.

Therefore, when it comes to dealing with humans, it depends on humans themselves.

Ethan always gives high praise to humans for their ability to fight among themselves.

However, this trial seemed unable to change history. Ethan only saw a defeated old man sealed in a place no one knew. He consoled himself by fantasizing about other possibilities again and again.

"Because of the existence of the seal, their power can no longer descend directly into this world. Otherwise, with their power, destroying the magic network would not be a difficult task at all."

Kane continued, "But the gods will never abandon their people."

Ethan was listening silently on the side, and he suddenly discovered that Kane was also a good at speaking differently to different people. His impassioned speech was very useful to the War Lord. For such absolutely loyal creatures of the Old Gods, it would be better to praise the Old Gods directly than to flatter them.

The War Lord nodded more and more frequently, and Ethan seemed to be able to see a glimmer of light from the shadow under his helmet.

Oh my god, this is totally me!

He seemed to see such emotion from the War Lord.

Everything Kane said coincided with the War Lord's thoughts and expressed his inner thoughts.

Even though there is a seal and even though there has been betrayal, the Creator is still working hard for this world in a place they cannot see.

That was why the disloyal remarks were so harsh and unforgivable to him.

"Weapons are the best medium to cross seals and planes."

Kane put forward his idea. "As long as we can inject His power into weapons and deliver it to the right people, winning this war is only a matter of time. As long as the elemental shapers are defeated, we can launch a general attack on the traitors. By then, they will no longer be able to concentrate on maintaining the stability of the seal. By then..."

Kane suddenly stopped.

He had successfully aroused the interest of the War Lord, and the armored man was eager to continue to understand the full picture of the plan.

The War Lord asked impatiently, "What will happen then?"

"We also need an elite team that understands the nature of this world. It would be best if they could disguise themselves as humans, go deep behind enemy lines, and deal the final blow to the traitors when necessary to ensure that the seal is completely torn apart."

As they spoke, the War Lord and Kane's eyes fell on Ethan and Winter at the same time.

“It’s an honorable mission.”

After a long while, the War Lord said.

The familiar chicken soup remedy, coupled with an unquestionable commanding tone.

This is where the War Lord has the final say. He never intended to give Ethan and Winter the power to refuse. "We will cooperate with your actions."

Without a doubt, these three are the most human of them all.

Although demi-humans can also infiltrate the human camp by surrendering, as far as he knows, many demi-humans on the front line have surrendered to humans when they saw the war situation was unfavorable, and humans are open to their joining.

However, the surrendered demihumans were destined to never be able to infiltrate the true core of the human camp, as they would only trust their own kind.

At present, only these two people can complete this difficult mission.

The War Lord feels that his management philosophy is more advanced than that of humans - here, as long as you show enough value, no matter what ethnic group you come from, you will be respected by others.

The only thing that confused the War Lord was that he didn't know why he trusted these three humans so much and was willing to entrust such an important mission to them, but these minor issues were not important.

The moment they saw these three men appear in the command room, they knew that they were the most trustworthy subordinates in this war and could even influence the development of this war.

"You will definitely live up to your destiny!"

Ethan said.

This order was exactly what he wanted.

Although he has always advocated harmonious racial development, there are other places that attract him more right now.

The elemental shapers of this era created the magic network, and after his previous trip to the Mage Tower, he also came up with the idea of rebuilding the magic network.

This is undoubtedly an unexpected surprise.

Before leaving, Ethan had to emphasize that he had no problem with his demihuman friends, and absolutely did not discriminate against their strange looks and excessive body odor.

Under Kane's leadership, the combat meeting went very smoothly, and the subsequent part was more about the discussion of "weapons".

Kane proposed a plan and became the executor of it.

It was an hour later when we left the combat command room.

The moment he stepped out of the room, Kane seemed to relax and looked out the window.

There were still lightning and thunder there. The garrison fled back to the facility. All that was left in the vast wilderness were deep pits and the remains of those large war beasts.

After a while, he said, "I know you must have a lot of questions now."

If it were anyone else, he would probably evade the question with some riddle-like trick like "Do you trust me? If you do, don't ask any more questions." But in front of Ethan, he decided not to hide it anymore.

"I didn't expect that this boring war game is still going on."

Kane sighed.

It was funny, but also made him feel a little sad. "You should have heard about the method to pass this trial. The magic network is the key to everything. As long as the magic network can be destroyed, this war will be won - at least that's what He thinks."

So far, many candidates have done this.

Watching the human coalition forces being defeated and destroyed time and time again, Caesaros seemed to feel some comfort from it.

"But this is all for His own self-satisfaction. The failure of the war cannot be rewritten, and even He does not know whether these plans can really succeed."

There was a gleam in Kane's eyes.

He believed that with Ethan's wisdom, he should have seen the essence of this trial.

It has nothing to do with war, victory, or even the magic network.

This trial has always had only one purpose.

"He wants to hear a good story, one that is logical and reasonable, that can convince Him that He can win this war."

Even though the stories and victories are all false.

Just like the world itself, it is a dream that will be shattered at the slightest touch.

No one understands this feeling better than Kane, and no one is more qualified to judge than him.

“This is what I learned from you.”

Kane turned around and met Ethan's eyes. His eyes were blazing. "People's growth is to overcome their immature past."

This is a trial.

That last glance passed over the silent Winter with deep meaning.