Listening to the annoyance in her ears, Charlotte remained unmoved. The experience of this period of time has taught her that she can't do it again, and once that happens, it will only be endless.

There seemed to be some commotion in the hall, so I concentrated slightly, and vaguely heard "Fighting......

What the?

"Stay here!" Charlotte commanded, getting up and walking inside the hall.

......

Yes, there was a fight.

The people in Qiming's camp suddenly became nervous, and looked at the dragon in the corner with wariness. Nita lay silently, and several young dragons beside her sat or stood, also showing no discoloration.

These young dragons did not come from the Holy Mountain, but from the Black Dragon Cliff. They couldn't bear the loneliness and followed Erin here, and when they saw it, they subconsciously entrenched themselves around.

In this regard, Nita sighed a little, and wondered how long this situation could last.

Different faiths have divided the dragon race, but the peaceful environment has obscured this fact. Now that the dispute is emerging, the boundaries will become more and more obvious.

There are some things that Nita is vague about - which side is it based on faith? not because she doesn't want to be neutral, but because she knows she doesn't have the qualifications.

Since seeing Brand's power, many of his thoughts have changed. It felt that in the face of such power, even Giant Tree had to consider the issue of stance.

Thinking back to the day when the dust settled, Maya returned excitedly and began to talk about what she had seen and heard. There was a quote that touched Nita deeply, "From the side of the Great Wizard, this is just a small projectile." ”

I also tried to get a metaphor through prayer, but received no answer.

Ever since dreams become confusing, there can be a sense of confusion when faced with choices, even if many things are so obvious. It's just that Nita knows that things often have nothing to do with the obvious.

The news said that the deceased in the white robe killed a priest. This doesn't stand up to scrutiny, just because all the actions are against the local natives, how can they suddenly attack each other?

What a clumsy method! Just think about it a little and you will notice the strangeness in it. It really doesn't make sense, but the identity of the deceased can't be faked, at least not in front of the sacrifice.

The attitude of the night party is strange, and it is unusually aggressive in the face of inquiry. This can't help but make one wonder, are they still the same group of tolerant and relenting Night Believers?

For more than ten years, all parties have become accustomed to the forbearance of the dark night. The sudden change made many people very uncomfortable, and the feeling of being offended was particularly strong, and the anger was ignited.

The Gods of Light, though very tough, are no longer sending more men here. Is this forcing all parties to use local indigenous people to fight?

If so, the gods of light really don't have much chance of winning.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of souls on the Sunny Wind side, Nita couldn't think of any way to deal with it. Even if you are only a weak child in life, you will become a terrible killer after death. And the night side is just a little bit of magic.

Nita believed that many people would be able to see all of this, but that the oracle should not be disobeyed. Perhaps, this is also the reason why many of the sacrifices in the camp suddenly became irritable. But there is nothing they can do, and now it is too late to say anything.

Even if the priests deliberately avoided these questions during their prayers, they could not silence the much larger number of ordinary believers.

Someone started beating them up on the idea of these people, hoping that they would be able to make a move. Can't these stupid kids see it? The gods don't want them to appear for the time being.

Nita sighed a little, let's talk about the future......

The tentative retaliation dragged on, and unexpected progress was made. But in the eyes of Nita's people, it can be said that there is no progress. The undead were all incarnated by the local natives, and none of the necromancers hiding behind them were seen.

While most of the faithful were cheering, they saw the real retribution.

In the evening, countless souls swept out of Weatherwind City before the last rays of sunlight dissipated. Before everyone could react, it was overwhelmed.

Very few survived, most of them outsiders, but there were also a few local indigenous people. It was only after the investigation that it was discovered that several of the natives believed in God and believed in God's omnipotence.

Nita felt like she had seen part of the truth.

......

Erin walked a short distance past Nita who was sleeping and walked towards a corner of the camp. There, there was a man she once affectionately called her brother.

She didn't trust Bran's judgment of her brother, just because she knew Bran. During my time with Bran, I saw him make countless mistakes. One of the few advantages of Bran is that he does not whitewash or cover up mistakes, and always admits them generously. Even if he were a god, he would not be omniscient, at least not as other believers would say.

The elder brother Aiman has changed a lot, and there is a mottled and ancient aura on his body. But Erin wasn't surprised, because Bran also had it on him, and knew it was the cause of the magic. It's just that unlike Bran, the aura on his brother's body looks lifeless, like a pool of stagnant water.

Seeing Erin break into the tent, Aiman hurriedly put away the pit dragon that was being played: "Why don't you say hello?"

"Growing up, I don't remember entering your room and still having to say hello. ”

Sweeping Ayman's empty hand, Erin continued, "There's no need to hide it, I'll give it to you." ”

Aiman didn't want to entangle, so he asked with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

"The conflict is getting bigger and bigger, I wonder which side you are on?"

Aiman wanted to be perfunctory, but when the words came to his lips, he let out a sigh first, whew-

"All I know is that we don't belong to the same camp. This is a fact and not an excuse for wanting to distance myself from you. We are not your natural allies and cannot really help you.

Be careful, watch out for everyone on our side. ”

"Including you?"

"Yes, including me. Aiman sighed again, "When you have doubts, don't hesitate with the sword in your hand......"