Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 251 [Holy Blessing]

The entire diary was made of an unknown material, neither sheepskin nor cowhide, and felt quite rough to the touch, but it was clearly also very easy to preserve.

This thing is definitely very old, with a strong sense of history, but there are no signs of damage, and the text on it has not faded or deformed.

Opening the diary, the first page reads:

"In the year 1340 of the Earth Calendar, on the seventh day of the month of sowing."

Without a doubt, the gods are dead.

......"

"Wait a minute, you actually understand it?"

At this moment, Karst interrupted Ethan.

Why can't I understand it?

In fact, Ethan couldn't fully understand it either, because the diary was written entirely in ancient language. Although he had a word list developed by Gustav, it was only used to parse the list of real names. This kind of pure record contained many things that were difficult to parse even with a word list.

But he certainly won't say it now.

"you……"

Karst was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

What is the first sentence about?

He was clearly a little skeptical.

"There is no doubt that the gods are dead."

"..."

The karst landscape fell silent.

"So your claim that the gods are dead comes from this diary?"

Ethan made a guess.

Karst nodded.

"Does this diary really record the whereabouts of a powerful authority?"

“I don’t know. This is a diary passed down from ancient times by the sect. My teacher told me that this diary involves the authority of an ancient god, but…”

"But you can't understand it."

Seemingly having his unspeakable point exposed by Ethan, Karst fell into a long silence.

Ethan didn't look at it anymore; he needed to take it back and study it carefully, combining it with the word list.

At this point, Ethan began to miss Gustav. If Gustav were still alive, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble.

"Alright, now let's talk about Tefra."

Karst, who had been in a strange silence, paused for a moment when he heard Tefra's name.

What happened to Tefra?

"Tell me about the deal between you."

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Tefra woke up from a nightmare in which he dreamt that he had been drained of his life force by the karst.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he sighed inwardly, realizing he must have done too many inhumane things for that monster recently.

After this matter is over, we need to find a way to deal with that monster, otherwise it will always be a problem.

But speaking of which, at this point in time, everything should have been settled by now, right?
He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already three in the morning. Last night was when Karst had unleashed everything.

If all goes well, the Southern Mafia should be completely wiped out by now.

Joseph, let's see how you manage to sit in that position.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get up and make a phone call.

He called his subordinates, explaining that he had been too tired to be on-site lately and that the Southern District had dispatched one of his trusted confidants to monitor the situation and liaise with Karst.

This guy is really something. He didn't even call me after the matter was over. Does he really not know how much I care about this?

While grumbling to himself and wondering if he should give the guy a piece of his mind, he went downstairs and made a phone call.

As a result, the call could not be reached.

"Ok?"

He immediately realized something was wrong.

He immediately called another subordinate and prepared to go to the South District right then and there. At the same time.

South District, in the Cathedral.

The purge is over.

The leaders of the various families, who were still asleep, had died silently in the night.

Wasini was naturally in charge of carrying out the actual work.

And Valenzo.

Valenzo seemed kind enough, and usually just stayed within his family's territory, never getting into any disputes with anyone. But when it came to actually fighting, he was extremely ruthless. Vasini hadn't even killed many of them before he had already wiped them all out.

After the blood had completely flowed, the two stood before the deepest darkness and prayed.

"So, what excuse do we use to declare these deaths?"

"The monsters invaded and killed everyone. We arrived, killed the monsters, and then declared war on Uttarhan to settle the blood debt. How about that?"

Valenzo's tone was unusually calm, indifferent, and cold-blooded. If it were someone who knew him before, they would never have imagined that he could say such things.

"Welcome to the team, Valenzo. From now on, we will share this glory."

Vasini extended a hand to him.

Valenzo shook his head and said, "No, I don't need any of these. I have nothing left. I only have my daughter. All I've done is to please the gods and praise the savior of darkness!"

After he finished speaking, he prayed again into the darkness.

Vasini's eyes had become deep; he glanced at Valenzo and began to pray again.

Just as they were about to finish their prayers, they received affirmation from God once again.

"good."

Then they saw a figure that had appeared in the darkness without them noticing.

This person, of course, is Ethan.

"My Lord, Divine Envoy..."

Vasini quickly stepped forward.

Ethan glanced at him.

He suddenly remembered, stood there, and said respectfully, "Godfather, you've arrived."

Valenzo also greeted him.

Ethan nodded and said, "You have performed exceptionally well in this incident, and God is pleased with you, so He has specially sent me to bestow blessings upon you."

As he spoke, he took out alchemical items he had just seized from Karst's lair from the alchemical pouch he had crafted from living flames.

A ring, and a dagger.

The ring had the property of storing energy, and Ethan poured some of the Ascetic Staff's power into it.

The dagger had a certain poison-absorbing property. He gave the dagger to Valenzo and the ring to Vasini.

"This is a gift from God."

Ethan held an alchemical item in each hand, as if he were holding honey and milk.

Vasini and Valenzo approached Ethan reverently, bowed their heads, and respectfully accepted the two alchemical items.

Praise be to our Lord!

Praise be to our Lord!

After taking the items, Ethan took out another item.

It was a bottle, and Ethan handed it to Valenzo.

"This is for your daughter, and we will continue to support her in the future."

Valenzo didn't feel much joy when he got the dagger; it was more of a reaction of necessity.

But this bottle of liquid from the karst almost brought tears to Valenzo's eyes.

Praise be to my Lord.

This time, it's from the bottom of my heart.

Ethan watched them, and in the dark sanctuary, the foundations of the kingdom were already quietly spreading in the heart of the empire.

(End of this chapter)