The rain gradually stopped.√∟

As the evening came, the group finally chose to camp. They had been traveling in the rain for a whole day. If they continued like this, they might not be able to hold on. There was a lot of people outside, because it was raining just now, and it was not easy to raise a bonfire. Many soldiers could only swallow it with dry food. However, it would not work without a bonfire at night. Everyone was soaked all over and blew the cold wind all night, and they would basically be affected tomorrow. These soldiers did not have many extraordinary physiques.

Sir Eden sent someone to find some dry firewood, and he ordered someone to prepare a small stove and send it into the carriage.

The team brought a charcoal stove, an exquisite and compact copper stove, which could be cooked directly with charcoal, but it was only enough for one or two people to eat. The carriage was like another space, and nothing outside would interfere with it, as if there was some invisible power, and the others became very quiet after approaching the carriage.

Time passes by little by little.

The sky gradually darkened, and a bonfire was lit outside, and the soldiers cooked a large pot of broth.

Sir Eden ate some dry food casually, then drank a large bowl of soup, and then he began to arrange sentry guards to watch at night. He was a veteran who retired from the battlefield. The title of Jazz was given by his master. After the master passed away, the object of loyalty became the eldest daughter of the family. There was no saying that men could inherit the title in the Principality of Valorand. The eldest daughter of the family and the second daughter also had a certain right of inheritance.

After arranging the sentinels for the night watch, Sir Eden originally wanted to go to the carriage to take a look.

But as soon as he walked to the carriage, he felt that he should not disturb him at this time, so he turned around and returned to the bonfire.

The carriage was very quiet.

Of course, this is just something that cannot be heard outside.

In fact, from the beginning of night, the young man in front of Caitlin's eyes became distorted. He seemed to be suffering a lot, holding his head with both hands, making a terrifying roar.

She felt very scared!

Then she knew nothing when she saw the darkness.

Sizzling.

The solid wooden board of the carriage was easily crushed by a young man like a tofu block. If it weren't for the masked woman next to him to comfort her, I'm afraid the carriage would have been taken to pieces by him in the blink of an eye.

"Owner!"

The masked woman pressed her hand on the young man's forehead and said softly: "Relax!...Relax!..."

"Let my soul be one with you!...I will help you share these pains!...My master!...You must let go of your mind!... Otherwise, your mortal body will not be able to withstand the huge information from the gods!..."

"You're going crazy!"

"You will really go crazy!... Let me enter your heart!... Otherwise I can't help you cut off these connections of faith!... That is the connection of faith belonging to the previous god!... His power is interfering with you!... You must learn to reject these beliefs!... You are the supreme god!... not a tool to be kidnapped by faith!... Let me cut off all connections of faith!... and then rebuild your kingdom!..."

"Otherwise!"

"The will of the last god will replace you!...He will use your body as the resurrection body!..."

"Abandon these beliefs!..."

"You are not what they serve their faith!...What you need is a new faith!...A new kingdom!...My master!...Let me help you cut off everything!..."

"These old faiths should be buried with the dead gods!..."

An invisible spiritual power field opened.

The masked woman held the young man's hands and then put her forehead on the other person's forehead. In an instant, her face became extremely pale, while the young man's distorted face gradually relaxed a little.

pain.

The masked woman was soaked all over, and sweat slid down her pale cheeks. In just a moment, she seemed to hear countless sounds and see countless pictures. The huge information hit her brain. Even though she was once a psychic warlock with a professional level of up to 30 or above, she felt completely unbearable at this moment.

Too many!

Too many too many!

The call of mortals, the prayers of believers, the terrible dreams, everything poured into her mind like a torrent.

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Falling Leaf City.

This once prosperous city has now become somewhat devastated, and the decline of White Horse City has begun to affect it, and another recent incident has caused the fall of Luoye City to be severely damaged.

The priests lost their connection with the gods.

The ready-to-go enemies began to harass frequently. The warriors without the power of the priest suffered heavy losses. What's even more terrifying is that this news seems to be unable to be concealed. More and more people are panicking, and the enemy's attacks become more and more frequent. Bad news was sent back here, and a large number of refugees gathered outside the city and lost the shelter of the gods. Lost the priest's magic, within a radius of hundreds of kilometers near the center of the fallen leaf city, half-elves were attacked.

Gnolls, orcs, ogres...

These monsters who were expelled by them back then suddenly returned here, as if they wanted to regain this fertile land.

"Architect! Not good!"

A burst of rapid footsteps rang out. Then a young trainee pastor quickly walked to the near the square.

He whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged priest, and then the middle-aged priest's face changed drastically and he rushed towards the location of the temple.

The temple of the ‘Half-Elf and the God of Wanderer’.

This is His largest temple in the material plane and also the center of His faith in the mortal world.

As the successor of the "God of Thieves", the God of "Half-Elf and Wanderer" lost too much power in the struggle between the gods. Because he failed to master the [Shadow] realm, the faith of the wanderer began to be handed over to the "Lord of Shadow", the "Goddess of Luck" and "Ms. Night". He inherited only a weak professional priesthood, and was able to spread the realm of faith into his own race, that is, the half-Elf who was sandwiched between humans and elves and had always been embarrassing in his position.

So His first priesthood is [half-elf], and then [lovers].

The half-elves are His main source of faith.

He once relied on the faith of the half-elves to be promoted to [weak divine power], but unfortunately, because of the failure of the struggle in the Wanderer's realm, he was knocked back into [weak divine power] by the "Lord of Shadow".

Now He fell to the mortal world as the first group of gods and eventually died at the hands of the vampire Son of God.

The shrine is very dim.

As the largest temple in the material plane of the gods, all the changes here represent many things.

The glory of divine nature is declining.

From the moment the Half-Elf and the God of Wanderer fell to the mortal world, the light of the temple had dimmed a lot. Fortunately, the decline gradually stopped. Although the power of the temple was weakened a lot, it still retained a part, which made many believers feel a glimmer of hope. But not long ago, another amazing thing happened, that is, the statue of the "Half-Elf and the God of Wanderer" served in the temple suddenly became dull and completely lost its power, just like an ordinary statue.

This process lasted for a whole day.

By the next day, these statues seemed to have regained their power and a trace of divine light emerged again.

Although very weak.

But at least it's still a hope!

But.

Everything that happened in front of you now made all believers look as if they were ashes. In the middle-aged priest's decayed eyes, the statue of the "Half-Elf and Wanderer God" erected in the center of the temple gradually lost all the divine light. The temple still has residual power, but there is no trace of divine power on the statue. Cracked traces emerge. In their dull eyes, the statue of the god erected in the center of the temple suddenly collapsed!

Buzz!

It seems to have destroyed the power of a certain source.

With this temple as the center, all the statues serving the "Half-Elf and Wanderer God" became dim and light, and some even appeared rifts.

final!

In all the temples that serve Him, the divine power and glory were destroyed one after another on the statues of God, and they became completely mortals!

Falling.

The gods have fallen!

This time, it was a complete fall, and nothing was left!

His name has passed away.
Chapter completed!