Magic, Evil Gods, and the Fourth Calamity

Caesar's cries were heart-wrenching, and Eileen, standing to the side, was terrified.

She hurriedly grabbed Caesar by the back of his collar, pulled him off the God of Light's lap, and forced his head to kowtow desperately to the God of Light.

"Please forgive me, sir! This child was just..."

Eileen wanted to defend Caesar, but then she heard the gentle voice of the God of Light ring out again.

"It's alright. I'm not some evil god. Why would I blame this child for such a trivial matter?"

"Child, get up now!"

As the God of Light spoke, he slightly raised his hand and helped Eileen and Caesar to their feet. As a ray of light swept by, Caesar, who had been crying hysterically, calmed down.

Only then did Caesar realize what he was doing to a god.

Seeing Caesar's fear, the God of Light smiled and reassured him, "It's alright, child. I have heard your wish. Although my power is limited now, I will still do my best to help you, but this will also require your own effort!"

"My own efforts?"

Caesar was puzzled.

"That's right, after all, the power resides within you! And of course, don't forget to seek help from the heroes."

"Huh?" Caesar asked, puzzled.

Before Caesar could say anything more, the God of Light simply waved his hand and sent him out of the kingdom of God.

Eileen remained where she was, looking at the God of Light with a complicated expression.

"My lord, what exactly do you seek?"

In Eileen's mind, the figure from the [Gluttonous Dragon]'s divine kingdom several months ago was still vivid in her mind. That aura that seemed to want to destroy and devour the entire world was still deeply imprinted on her soul along with fear.

"Just like you, just like that child, all we want is to live."

Ai sighed, then suddenly remembered something and raised her hand to summon two swords in front of her.

Eileen recognized the silver-white longsword brimming with light; it was the eternal sword she had regarded as her hope for over a decade.

The other was a long sword filled with killing intent and violence.

"I almost forgot about something important. Here's your sword back. You can borrow my power through it, and you can gain demigod-level power once a month at most."

Eileen took the Eternal Sword in a daze, then her gaze fell on another longsword. Finally, she came to her senses and asked curiously, "What's that sword?"

"Blade of Courage"

"The Blade of Courage?"

Eileen was stunned for a moment, because the aura emanating from that long sword had absolutely nothing to do with courage or anything like that!

Ai didn't say anything more, and Eileen didn't ask anything more either.

She simply looked at the Eternal Sword in her hand, which she had regained, and felt its power, which was now even stronger than before.

Finally, Eileen asked the question that had been buried in her heart for a long time, the question that she most wanted to get an answer to at this moment.

"Will you destroy humanity?"

Ai didn't answer the question directly, just as he had when he first met Eileen.

"Child, do you think I would?"

This time, Eileen's answer was as resolute as ever.

"Won't!"

Ai didn't say much; he simply waved and sent Erin out of the divine realm.

He then tossed the "Sword of Courage" into a corner of the palace, summoned a pure gold chair, sat down, and checked on his players through the connection of authority to see if they were up to anything new.

……

boom!

The entire land trembled with a terrifying roar, and a wisp of black smoke rose from the depths of the dense forest.

Players grinding monsters nearby saw the black smoke and, thinking they had encountered some hidden quest, rushed towards the explosion site.

When they arrived at the location, all that remained was the burning ruins of a collapsed wooden hut.

No one knew what had happened here, but the strange stench in the air made the players feel that things were not so simple.

The capital of Ruhr, the Church of Light, and the realm of heroes.

The wind and sleepless nights that emerged from the teleportation array were completely naked, protected only by holy light; their equipment and weapons had been destroyed in the explosion.

Neither of them seemed too concerned. After exchanging glances for a few seconds, the man with the pig's mouth suppressed his excitement and asked, "Brother Changye, it's done?"

"It's done! But the power seems a bit too much!"

Long Night Sleepless nodded, then looked somewhat puzzled.

"Isn't it good that it's powerful?"

"Too!"

The two instantly reached a consensus and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ever since he saw the explosion of the God of Light, which was filled with Patrick Star, on the top of the wall, the wind on the pig's mouth has been yearning for it.

After unexpectedly discovering that Long Night Sleep was actually a chemistry major, he kept pestering Long Night Sleep to make explosives.

I didn't refuse even though it was a long, sleepless night, since it's a game after all!

Do whatever makes you happy!

So he began making explosives in this world of swords and magic, following the secret manuals passed down from ancient times.

Monosulfide, dinitrate, and charcoal.

Sulfur was extracted from ores, saltpeter was extracted from filth and waste, and finally charcoal was produced.

After spending more than half a month tinkering in the game, Long Night Sleepless and Pig Mouth Wind actually managed to gather all the raw materials and make gunpowder.

They produced about ten grams of gunpowder in total, and just now they took about one gram to test its quality.

As a result, the power of gunpowder in this game is much greater than in reality. Just about one gram of gunpowder creates a flame range with a diameter of about one meter, and incidentally ignites the remaining nine grams.

Unsurprisingly, the long night of sleeplessness and the wind in the pig's mouth were sent back to the spring by the ten grams of gunpowder he had made.

However, despite their unexpected deaths, the fact that gunpowder could be used in the game and was more powerful in the game than in reality was good news for both Long Night Sleepless and Pig Mouth Wind, making all the losses insignificant.

"Let's go! Brother Changye, let's go find Brother Hua right now and ask him to invest in building a gunpowder factory for us!"

The wind on the pig's mouth excitedly ran out, but was pulled back by Long Night Sleepless.

"What's wrong?"

The wind above the pig's mouth asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Brother Pig, clothes."

Running around naked outside will easily lower the favorability of NPCs, and if Saintess Eileen finds out, she'll probably ban our accounts for a few hours..."

Having experienced account bans firsthand, a sleepless night offered this advice.

"Oh, right! Let's go buy some equipment from the statue next door!"

……

"Isn't the power of this gunpowder a bit too great?"

When the gunpowder exploded, it attracted the surrounding magic, thus greatly increasing the explosive power.

What's the underlying principle?

Gunpowder alone is already this terrifying! Imagine what would happen if players created gunpowder or even TNT!

If they actually developed a nuclear bomb, wouldn't that truly destroy the world?

In the heavenly kingdom, Ai noticed the work that Long Night Sleepless and Wind on Pig's Mouth were up to, and unconsciously fell into deep thought.

I have to say, they truly live up to their reputation as the "fourth natural disaster"!

We've lived up to the name of the evil god, haven't we?