When the cemetery is dotted in this world, Nicole can't help but smile. Who would have thought that encouraging a simple knight to collect the corpse would unexpectedly open up the situation.

Previously, it was not the incompetence of the priests, but the limitations of the oracles. Like the old Winged City, Dark Night once again chose to back down. And as devout believers, of course, they need to be careful about the law.

However, if you can't fully comply with it, you wouldn't be where you are today.

oracle

It's not inviolable, it's the real purpose behind the act. It's just that she won't share this secret easily, and the priests must understand it for themselves in their piety. Only in this way can you truly be independent in a chaotic world.

Yes, chaos......

Instead of quickly returning to order because of the many interveners, the world was in turmoil.

Initially, everything was as expected in the snowy region, and the promises of death and opportunity were fulfilled one by one. But as time passed, trouble came.

At that time, the target of the tide of the undead was people, those who had intelligent beings, and the mountains, forests, and fields were not destroyed. Although the world has been divided into isolated islands, it has never severed the basis for the survival of isolated islands. As long as you get out of the tide, the matter is over......

But the cold created by the snow is different, and the damage it causes is no different. Although the initial is not as swift as the tide of the undead, it is extremely persistent. People survived the sudden cold wave, but they could not avoid a series of problems that followed.

It is clear that the sacrifices and emissaries of all parties have realized the seriousness of the problem and have begun to take remedial measures.

I heard that the Light Sacrifice had restored the jurisdiction to normal through divine magic, and that the seeds had been replanted in the fields, and that the Mother of Light and Night had appeared in the world and taken similar actions......

Unfortunately, the damage caused by the severe cold is irreparable, and the most serious of them is the gradual shortage of food. As for those remedies, instead of solving the problem, they have exacerbated the situation.

......

This side is also remedy, but it has not used divine power. It's just an attempt to centralize the food and distribute it uniformly. If the surrounding area is still covered in cold, this method may help most people get through it.

However, the adjacent place suddenly became warmer, and the people who heard about it began to get agitated. In the restlessness, doubts arose, and gradually pointed the finger at the sacrifice, pointing at the dark night of the gods.

Along with doubts, people keep choosing to leave. It's not that I don't want to dissuade it, but I can't dissuade it, not to mention that some people use this as a means of coercion.

Oh, blackmail

So the priests watched the people leave indifferently, indifferently promising to continue to shelter those who remained.

Those who left went away with the thrill of revenge, as if such an act could have dealt a very heavy blow to the sacrifice, but they were wrong.

Whether it is to leave or to stay, it is just a choice after being influenced by God. As for how to choose......

Hum!

Does anyone care?

All they need to know is that the believer will find refuge in the darkness and will return to its embrace after death.

If you want something else, leaving is also an option. However, it is definitely not wise, especially during this period.

It's really warm over there, but it's not enough to eat. With the warmth, what could have been used to satisfy hunger is rapidly decaying, making food scarce even more strained. And their sudden appearance is undoubtedly worse, and it is not only them who appear.

moreover

Something like this isn't happening in just one place......

Some things can't be avoided after all, even if many people try to do it.

Soon, hunger and flight led to the spread of displaced people, thieves, and smoke. Along with these, the sacrifices of all parties are becoming more and more active. Under their push, all kinds of people re-divided and combined into large and small forces, and continued to struggle on the brink of life and death.

The Night Sacrifice quietly built a high wall to keep the homeless and thieves out of it. But it's not the walls that really stop the homeless and the thieves, it's the people inside the walls.

At this time, although the sacrifice was still indifferent, the previous doubts had disappeared without a trace. It's like the snow and ice that have disappeared here, as if it never existed.

As the seasons resumed their normal rotation, someone came.

They claimed to be God's chosen warriors and were willing to defend the villagers against invasion, so the villagers opened the door at the behest of the sacrifice, and they claimed to be God's chosen farmers who were willing to take over the untended fields outside the village......

In this way, more and more people came and went.

When the former robbers attacked again, some of them were beheaded by the warriors. As more and more robbers lost their heads, order began to slowly restore. However, the strife did not end there, they only became part of the order, and the world was still "chaotic".

Today

Someone else came, claiming to be a messenger of light, to dispel the darkness that had enveloped the land for the villagers. So the night priest, who rarely showed up, came out, pointed to the distance and spit out a word, get out!

Then, inevitably, a dispute between the sacrifices ensued.

All kinds of people were drawn in, including warriors, farmers, traveling merchants, and even bandits from the nearby mountains to have fun......

They watched and talked with great interest, keeping out the Night Cultists who wanted to help.

One of the warriors noticed that the person next to him seemed to have an aura of disgust to him, and he turned his head to look at it. The bandits, who were shouting loudly, suddenly became dumb and lowered their heads to squeeze out of the crowd.

A wandering merchant was kicked in the ass, and when he turned around to get angry, he heard a warning that made his heart tremble: "Fool! Don't forget, they're family. ”

The open and secret battles are constantly played out in this crowded circle, just like the world they live in.