Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

Surrounded by onlookers, Arclight collapsed to the ground, convulsing, before coming to a stop moving after a few moments.

She is dead.

Chapter 302 The Promised Day!

A map was spread out on the table.

This is--

A "world map" printed from the General Forum.

In the past few days, countless people have been studying this map. All those in power want to know where they are in the world after the upheaval, and who their neighbors are.

If a general knew he was in a desolate, cold border region, he would naturally lose his appetite, lament his bad luck, and regret it deeply.

If one's community is located in a place with convenient transportation, or a treasure land with excellent scenery and abundant resources, one will inevitably worry that one's reign as king will not last long and that one may be replaced by someone else.

In short, some are happy while others are sad; amidst the dramatic changes, the vast majority of people are bewildered.

They didn't know what the world was going to do; they only knew that after tomorrow, everything familiar would be a thing of the past.

Some people were extremely excited, filled with wonderful expectations for the new era, believing that their time to make their mark had arrived!

Even more extreme, he went so far as to create a crown, come up with a name for his country, and was already preparing to establish a nation and become an emperor!

The "Promised Day" is about to overturn everything.

Amid the heated discussion, many insightful people have noticed one particular point.

They pointed to a spot on the map and said, "General, this place is extremely crucial. It's a vital passage between east and west, and a formidable pass between north and south. Whoever controls it will control the world!"

"Oh?"

The generals looked up and found that the place was indeed very conspicuous.

Although the upgraded world will become a "supercontinent," it will still be divided into four parts: east, west, south, and north. The place the experts are pointing to is the center of all four directions and the hub of all eight sides; just by looking at it, one can tell that it is a strategic location and a battleground.

Then take a look at the community to which this place belongs—

Ok?

"96511? A five-digit community?"

The experts nodded: "96511 is clearly not very strong; at most, it's only at the bottom four-digit level, nothing to worry about. However, such an important location will likely attract the covetous eyes of many parties, making it difficult to completely control this area!"

"Whether it's difficult or not is another matter, but I have to do it! If predecessors could become emperors who unified the world, why can't I? I'll immediately organize a team and infiltrate 96511!"

Ambitious generals made the same deployment.

……

……

The heavy rain of 96511 lasted for two days and two nights.

"That coward..."

A few helpless curses rang out as a woman walked into the room. She looked up at the already very weak young man and asked, "The reconnaissance mission yielded nothing?"

The young man shook his head: "General Tianwang obviously knows how powerful I am. He's hiding in the house and won't come out. I can't sense his location."

"As long as I'm inside the house, I can avoid your detection?"

"of course not!"

The young man shook his head and argued, "Simply hiding won't work. I have eyes and ears wherever the water vapor spreads. General Tianwang has clearly set up an array to avoid my detection."

Oh.

The woman's expression remained unchanged as she said, "We just received news that the core leader sent by the Divine Sound Society is dead, and the remaining cadres have scattered and returned to headquarters. Tianwang City is now a city without a master. All those who know the truth have retreated. If you want to find out any more information, you'll probably have to communicate directly with the Divine Sound Society."

The young man frowned: "What kind of mess did you make? Why didn't you stop them before they left? Did our people die in vain?"

The woman remained calm: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that they won't let me. Do you understand quarantine? Strangers stay away."

This……

How am I supposed to explain this?!

The man and woman before them were reinforcements sent by the Hesei clan.

The man is a spellcaster skilled in tracking, locating, and pinpointing enemies; his name is Jon Hersey.

The woman, named Monroe Hersey, was responsible for the physical combat.

Through the clue of Mussogen, Leonard Hersey already knew of Zuo Chang's existence. He sent these two men to confirm Zuo Chang's existence and find his exact location.

Secondly, they needed to find out the location of the "mysterious dungeon entrance".

Currently, it seems—

The mysterious dungeon entrance can now be ignored, the destruction of the gods is a foregone conclusion, and the meticulously planned "destroy the central island" operation will continue, but only after the descendants of the wind god arrive.

Leonard is currently preparing to unite the rest of the people to establish a religious nation.

This nation will restore the glory of the old gods, making the four gods shine even brighter!

Compared to such a massive project, the small town of Zuochang is certainly not a problem, and it is perfectly reasonable that it cannot be taken care of for the time being.

Joan sighed softly; he was utterly exhausted after casting spells for two consecutive days.

Left with no other choice, he could only stop the spell and sighed, "The patriarch asked me to come and do two small things, but I haven't accomplished either of them! Alas, I don't know how to face his trust."

Monroe remained completely calm.

As she touched her long, wet hair, she said, "I don't think the head of the family will mind."

"……Why?"

"Because what's happening here is a minor matter for the head of the family, isn't it?"

what!

Qiong pointed outside the door and raised her voice: "That's General Tianwang! The only person who survived a battle with a god! How could someone like that not be important?"

Monroe looked at him, his eyes filled with confusion: "You're overthinking it. The patriarch has only two ambitions in his life. The first is to destroy the gods, because it was the gods who ended everything and wiped out all the old gods. The second is to restore the glory of the past and re-establish the Water God Cult. Now the promised day is coming soon. The gods have been overthrown. All that's left is to promote the glory of the Water God Cult."

"Even if the Heavenly King General is alive, even if he is really in this 96511, what can he do? Compared with communities with more than three digits, the Heavenly King General is weak and not good enough."

"I think……"

"If the post announcing the end of her era had been published earlier, neither of us would even be here. 96511, insignificant at this stage."

Monroe's analysis left Joan stunned.

I want to refute it, but it seems I can't.

He looked at the woman in front of him with suspicion and asked in surprise, "Monroe, how come your thinking is so clear? Everyone says that your swordsmanship is unparalleled, but no one says that you are smart."

"Everyone understands these superficial things."

Monroe paused for a moment.

She looked at Joan and asked, "You didn't expect that, did you?"

Joan remained silent for a moment.

After a moment, he coughed and said, "I've thought of it, but not that deeply... Um, Monroe, what do you think our next step should be?"

Without hesitation, Monroe replied, "Just wait for orders, what else can we do? If you really want to find something to do, you could consider assisting the Miri clan. The Miri clan is currently searching for the 'Child of Divine Birth' here, who is said to be a perfect descendant of the wind god... If we can find her and control her, it could be a meritorious deed."

why?

Joan instinctively wanted to ask, but then worried that her question would be too stupid.

Fortunately, Monroe continued, "The descendants of the four gods have formed an alliance and signed a treaty of concerted action. But we each have our own agendas and are not a united front. The patriarch's prestige cannot even suppress the descendants of the Earth God, let alone that 'Red Rock General'... If we can control the descendants of the Wind God, it is obvious that the patriarch's actions will be more relaxed. That would be a great achievement."

Chapter 303 Union

"How much longer?"

"It'll be soon, just a few minutes."

The gods divided the world into 100,000 pieces, and each community has its own "boundaries".

The border is shrouded in fog year-round; crossing the fog prevents one from leaving the community, and one can only exit from the opposite direction.

Some adventurers possess unique abilities that allow them to break free from boundary constraints and reach another community using unique methods—

This practice is generally referred to as illegal immigration.

Furthermore, because the gods strictly limited social classes, human smuggling became an industry during the era of the gods.

Obvious.

From today onward, human smuggling will return to its meaning from a thousand years ago, and the dramatic changes will not be limited to this one industry; the world will undergo a reshuffling.

"How much longer?"

Zuo Chang was also prominently featured in the crowd.

He embraced the god and asked a question.

The god did a quick calculation: "It's time."

"Look!"

A gasp rippled through the crowd, and everyone looked up.

"It looks like something's coming from inside the fog!"

Within the white mist, it seemed as if a colossal beast lurked. The dark shadow rapidly approached, its outline becoming clearer the closer it got.

Zuo Chang squinted, thinking that it might be a mountain.

It looked so huge that it took up the entire field of vision.

As it drew closer, more and more details emerged, and Zuo Chang realized that it might not be a mountain at all. The towering city walls, the rows of houses, and the way it appeared through the clouds and mist—it was actually a city.

"Oh!!!"

Exclamations of surprise echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

It was unclear whether Zuo Chang's side was rushing towards the other side or the other side was rapidly approaching; in any case, the fog separating the two communities thinned out in an instant.