Man on the ark, forced to become king

“Okay, you have a point. Actually, if it weren’t for the spell going out of control, Theresa would be more suited for this job.”

Noticing Lani's gaze, Lin Lu gave an embarrassed smile. He hadn't done a good job with the spell and had to bring his wife over to clean up the mess, which was quite awkward.

However, he was always thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously, so he immediately gave a brief explanation of the situation in Yanfeng City.

"So, you want to identify all the Deep Sea Church members in the city and then wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

Lani thought for a moment and understood Lin Lu's meaning, but what puzzled her was why they had to create such a large full moon for this kind of thing? There seemed to be no connection between the two.

Thinking of the stew that had just been cooked at home, she didn't think any further. Anyway, Lin Lu had suffered from sudden illnesses far too many times to count, and most of the time there was no reason. She guessed this time would be the same, and she was already used to it.

It's nothing new, to say the least.

Now that the problem of the spell going out of control has been resolved, it won't affect her ability to continue with what she's about to do.

As Lin Lu said, Theresa is indeed better at discerning people's hearts. If she were to do it, with the power of the Demon King covering the entire city, she could easily distinguish who the believers of the Deep Sea Church are.

However, there are ways to deal with Ithaca's absence, though it might be a bit more complicated.

Having been in Terra for so long, everyone has made progress in their own way, and she naturally won't stagnate.

"Let us have faith in the stars..."

Under Lin Lu's gaze, Lani took a few seconds to think, then raised the spatula covered in vegetable leaves in her hand as if waving a magic wand.

Above the sky, the cold, icy light of the dark moon intensified, bathing the city in its pale glow. Invisible ripples spread outwards, penetrating every corner of the city and sweeping over everyone, both above and below ground, immersing them in the realm of the dark moon.

They are nothing more than followers of false gods. Under the influence of the Dark Moon, the new and old beliefs will inevitably clash. With just a little provocation, they will expose themselves. There may be some omissions, but that is not difficult to resolve.

Those high-ranking members of the Deep Sea Church may not be greatly affected, but their very existence is more conspicuous than a lit light bulb in the Dark Moon Domain, and they are not difficult to find.

Chapter 242 Conversations with God

"Have the gods descended?"

In Saltwind City, on the outskirts of the city, the gaunt Mills stood on his balcony, gazing at the sky and muttering to himself.

The balcony of this house has been sealed off for a long time. In the nights of Saltwind City, no one dares to leave any gaps in their living space. Even a small hole that is too narrow for a person to pass through could allow a monster roaming in the shadows to sneak into the house.

No one knows what those monsters are.

Perhaps they were sea monsters that had run ashore from the ocean, or perhaps they were the product of a failed experiment by the Deep Sea Church. The only thing the residents of Saltwind City knew was that these monsters would attack humans at night.

Therefore, in order to survive, they had to seal off all the houses to resist the invasion of monsters, and Mills was no exception.

Chimneys, windows, doors, and even sewers were all sealed off with planks and stones, leaving no room for anything else.

But now, all the wooden boards used to seal the balcony doors have been removed and thrown on the ground.

Because it is no longer needed.

The dark moon descended, blotting out the sun. Such earth-shattering methods have never appeared in the human world before. Even the most terrifying natural disasters only cover a city at most, which cannot compare to the current situation.

Perhaps it is the wrath of the gods?

None of that matters. What matters is that Mills feels the opportunity he's been waiting for has finally arrived.

He didn't know who was behind the large moon in the sky, he only had some guesses, but he figured it couldn't be the work of the Deep Sea Church. The reason was simple: the so-called Deep Sea Church was nothing more than a group of madmen who craved power, and everything they talked about in their faith never existed in the first place.

If they truly possessed such power, why would the Deep Sea Church need to hide?

There is absolutely no need for it. With the strength that Iberia has left today, there is no possibility of resisting such a great force.

The most likely culprits for this anomaly are the outsiders who entered Saltwind City after many years, including a Deepsea Hunter, Hai Si, and the Deepsea Church's mortal enemy.

For so many years, Saltwind City has been controlled by the Deep Sea Church and has never experienced any major turmoil. The moment those outsiders arrived, an extraordinary phenomenon that surpassed natural disasters occurred. It's hard to believe that they are connected.

If the Dark Moon's arrival is indeed related to those outsiders, then the Church of the Deep Sea is in big trouble.

'Prostrate yourself beneath the stars...'

Suddenly, a faint voice rose from the depths of his heart, making the smile on Mills's lips even wider.

At this moment, he had an urge to kneel down and worship the dark moon, as if an invisible force permeated the world, influencing his thoughts and even showing signs of manipulation.

It's like a miracle...

Iberia has a religious tradition, and even in the current state of national disorder, the courts that control Iberia still uphold their faith and use it to establish rules.

In the church's faith, God has performed miracles in the past to ward off natural disasters, and will also protect His believers and remove calamities in the future.

Of course, the specific religious stories are very complicated. The doctrines that originated from Lateran have changed over time and are no longer what they were originally. Mills himself does not believe in those things, but only has a slight understanding of them.

He felt that the strange phenomena in Saltwind City were truly like the descent of a deity in religion.

However, the miracles performed by the gods in the classics and stories were to ward off natural disasters, while what is happening now is the arrival of natural disasters.

Mills squinted, and the figure hovering beneath the large moon came into view. Due to the great distance, he couldn't see it clearly, but as he looked over, the invisible influence became even stronger.

Without a doubt, that is the great being that summoned the Dark Moon and changed the world.

Perhaps calling it a god wouldn't be inappropriate.

Besides the legendary gods, who else could wield such power?

"what!!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the street in the far distance, followed by a chaotic noise and the roars of wild beasts.

The commotion started far away, but it quickly drew near. A group of people dressed in black robes appeared out of nowhere, roaring at the sky and attacking everything in sight, including their companions, as if they had gone mad.

Mills recognized those people; they were probably all members of the Deep Sea Church, but at the very bottom.

The Deep Sea Church has been operating in Saltwind City for many years, with a deep and intricate network of followers and an extremely large number of members. However, there are very few people who truly possess the secrets.

The largest group consists of ordinary believers who yearn for survival, for greater power, and for the so-called evolution outlined by the bishop. They are ignorant and foolish, completely unaware of what they are doing, let alone the consequences of their actions.

However, this group also had the most steadfast faith; they genuinely believed in the fabricated deity of the Deep Sea Church, driven by ignorance and fanaticism.

Now, they've lost control.

Because a true god performed a miracle in Saltwind.

In the face of faith in the true God, fabricated doctrines are incredibly fragile, and the spiritual pillars that support these believers have been destroyed by the radiance of God.

If it were just a mental shock, it might not have driven them all into a frenzy and caused them to lose their minds. After all, these church members had all used the church's 'gifts'.

Their very existence is unstable; they are the breeding ground for the birth of the Sealings, and sooner or later they will collapse with the passage of time, mutating into monsters or becoming nourishment for flesh and blood.

The mental shock brought by that deity directly shattered their fragile balance, causing the situation to deteriorate rapidly and spiral out of control.

This is the power of God; His mere existence can influence people's hearts.

Mills had never seen such a majestic being before. If his will hadn't been strong enough, he probably would have been prostrating himself at the feet of that god by now.

The gods that I once thought were false suddenly appeared in reality without any warning. The whole world seemed to become magical, and the knowledge of the world that I had built up during my studies was no longer reliable.

If they were younger, they might have suffered a great shock as a result.

However, there are no "what ifs" in the real world, and those things are no longer worth his attention.

Mills shakily pulled up his sleeve, revealing a few scattered black scales on his withered, pale arm—something that shouldn't be on a human body.

He doesn't have much time left. Perhaps it won't be long before he transforms into a deformed, terrifying fish monster in madness and agony.

Fortunately, before that, he had the opportunity to do something.

The divine order descended from mythology into reality, and the faith fabricated by the Deep Sea Church was on the verge of collapse, driving its followers to madness. Consequently, their previous blockade of Saltwind City naturally crumbled and ceased to exist.

Without the blockade, those trapped in Saltwind City awaiting death could seize the opportunity to escape this city shrouded in darkness and find a way out. Although it was still dangerous and could result in heavy casualties, it was still much better than staying in the city and slowly dying.

As for staying in Saltwind City and waiting for that deity to uproot the Deep Sea Church and bring it back under God's rule, this approach does seem wonderful at first glance.

Mills didn't doubt that the one in the sky had the ability to do this, but what would happen afterward?

The Deep Sea Church will disappear from Saltwind City, and everything that happened there will soon be known to the Inquisition. After all, it's impossible to hide such a large-scale event; anyone who isn't blind can see it.

While the Church may be a group of madmen corrupted by the deep sea, the Inquisition is not much different; their beliefs and doctrines are equally extreme.

At that time, Saltwind City, which has just broken free from the control of the Deep Sea Church, will immediately be drawn into another storm, a conflict between God and the Inquisition.

The people who had suffered so much could no longer bear such a disaster.

Furthermore, in the most extreme scenario, the Inquisition might unleash a secret treasure left over from the Iberian Golden Age to launch a devastating attack and completely eliminate what they consider heretics.

The one in heaven might be fine, but at that time, would He really have the ability to protect the entire city?

Would such a mighty being be willing to resist the Tribunal's secret treasure for the sake of Saltwind City?

This is an unknown.

Mills didn't want to gamble; he just wanted to do everything in his power to save the residents of Saltwind.

Of course, before that, he needed to speak with that deity and use the leverage he had to secure permission for everyone to leave the city.

This is risky and could incur the wrath of the gods.

But he had to try, and he was prepared to give his life for it.

……

"That person... has commendable courage."

The Darkmoon Domain enveloped Saltwind City, allowing Lani to easily perceive everything happening beneath it. Whether it was the frenzied Deepsea Cultists or anything else, nothing could escape her eyes. The outcasts mixed in with these creatures were even more conspicuous.

She saw a very high-tech device rising from the roof of a certain room. It looked like a combination of a loudspeaker and a signal tower, which was quite strange.