At the moment when the blood moon in the sky shattered, countless sect armies were buried.

The believers of the main plane looked up at the sky in unison.

His eyes were glazed.

Because at this very moment, the gaze that hangs over them. Gone.

In the past, even pan-believers could feel beyond the heavenly vault, the gods as hot as the sun were looking down on them.

But at the moment, there is nothing, there is nothing.

It felt like someone who was used to standing in the light, and suddenly the candle was blown out.

As far as the eye can see, it is pitch black.

The inner sense of security is like a girl's long skirt being ripped open by a hooligan and disappearing without a trace.

Many believers trembled and prostrate on the ground, their heads pressed against the ground, and their mouths kept reciting prayers.

Hoping that he was wrong for a while, he fantasized that he would be able to regain his gaze by praying.

But no matter how devout the prayer was, no matter how fervent the chanting, there was still no answer.

It's gone, it's really gone. God, don't answer them anymore!!

Some believers wept bitterly and even sat on the ground with sad faces.

Others, after coming to their senses, rushed out of their homes with full suspicion and went to the sect of the gods they believed in.

Then it was immediately found that a large number of believers had gathered, and everyone was terrified.

After discussing with each other, I found that it was not only I who lost the gaze of the gods, but everyone who couldn't sense the existence of the gods!

But this did not make the believers relax, but only frightened them more and more.

Because it represents the fall of the gods they believe in!!

When this thought arose, countless fanatical believers rushed into the church and began to pray on this solemn occasion.

One hour, two hours, three hours. But to the despair of the believers, no matter how sincere their prayers were, they were not answered.

An unspeakable despair is eating away at their hearts.

It didn't take long for the entire main plane to know that there was something big wrong with the sect.

Believers lose their sense of the gods. What does this mean?

Those who were in control of the top forces felt a little irrepressible excitement and excitement rise in their hearts.

If the conjecture is true, then God, it is really going to change!

They will be the new masters of this world, and no one will be above them anymore!!

The aristocracy, chambers of commerce, and various forces began to use all means to explore the news related to the sect.

Soon I learned even more exciting news that the symbol of the sect, the priest, had lost all its power!

This has made countless ambitious people unable to sit still.

The power of the priest depends on the gods, comes from the gods, is the power most closely related to the gods, and is also the emblem of the sect.

When the pastor loses his power, it means that God has lost his power!!

Thinking of the news that the blood moon in the sky was shattered, and the alliance of the gods was all buried inside.

The pent-up ambitions of those great nobles and chambers of commerce are like weeds.

As the direct power of the gods, the sect occupies a large amount of resources, ore veins, food, shops, magic potions, and weapons. And so on and so forth, almost all walks of life, there is no escape.

In the past, with a strong army as a guard, and a god of supreme power as a backing, the major sects enjoyed it as a matter of course, occupying a fat resource.

But now, having lost the power to defend itself, it has lost its strongest reliance. The assets that used to provide a steady stream of income for the sect immediately became fat in the eyes of everyone.

It flows with mouth-watering oil and water.

And with the prayers of believers not making any substantial progress, this wave is gradually heating up over time, and the undercurrent is becoming more and more turbulent.

The turmoil in the outside world did not affect the city of twilight, which was in the desert of death.

On July 20, Richard stood on a towering and sturdy wall, looking out at the blue sky.

The thoughts are inexplicable.

It's been two days since the Crimson Moon shattered.

That night, Windsor shattered the Blood Moon in front of him, burying all the gods in front of him.

After the revival of the old days, all the powers of the gods were stripped and suppressed, and the gods who were once high lost the power to survive.

He thought of what Windsor had told him before, and one day bury the gods with his own hands.

He had thought about many endings, and he didn't even think that the other party would succeed at first, but what he didn't expect was that the other party would achieve it in such a way under the gaze of the entire main plane.

However, the deprivation of the powers of the gods is not the end, the next thing is the most important.

For the gods, who have lost their power of authority, will return to the main plane.

At that time, the bottomless abyss, the nine layers of hell, and the undead plane will also be connected to the main plane.

Those evil gods who have lost their authority will also rush into the main plane with fury and anger.

The real test has just begun.

So Windsor didn't stay long, and after telling him to be careful lately, he left straight away.

Before leaving, the other party told him in a solemn tone that the authority on his body was retained by her special strength.

But the old rules have come into effect, and he can't use them for the time being until he finds a way to reactivate.

As for what the method of activation was, she didn't know.

"Yellow Sand Authority."

Richard turned his head to look around, looking at the long yellow sand, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Accustomed to being in the desert, the power can work easily, and now the authority is sealed, and the desert no longer gives him strength and support.

It was a dissonant feeling.

It's like a fish moving from a lake into a small pool, and it's very restricted in every way.

Stampede~ A sound of footsteps from behind him interrupted his thoughts.

Turning his head, he saw Karui with pale hair and a solemn look on his wrinkled face.

After saluting, the Grand Butler of the City of Dusk said in a serious tone.

"My lord, there is news from Grand Duke Solan that the old king of the Templar Empire is critically ill and almost dying."

"The other party asked you if you are now doing something about the throne of the Templar Empire?"

"At the same time, Prince Luce also sent more specific information - the abyss evil god who had something to do with the royal family suddenly lost his power, and the old king originally relied on the evil magic given by the other party to maintain his vitality, but at this moment, the evil magic backfired, directly causing his vitality to be cut off."

Richard raised an eyebrow.

The old king's plan to die after the gods were stripped of their power was his plan with Windsor.

Whether there is evil magic or not, there will be this experience.

But now, I don't need those back-ups.

After thinking about it for a while, he said decisively.

"Inform Grand Duke Solan and let him and the other three Grand Dukes secretly enter the Sanctuary City immediately!"

"After entering the city, don't make a noise for now, let the four grand dukes take action, and secretly win over those wavering neutral camps."

"It is the essence of politics to make more friends and fewer enemies."

"Wait until the old king dies, and then support the third prince to ascend to the throne, don't expose too much in the early stage"

"How to do it, these Grand Dukes should know better than us."

Which of the top people who can mix into the grand duke title is simple and easy?

He doesn't even need to intervene, a few people working together can definitely do it more perfectly than him.

The struggle for succession to the throne has never been about who is orthodox and who is the old king's favorite. The power behind the heirs is the key!

With his support, even if the heir to the throne is the eldest prince and the second prince, he will become the third prince in the end.

His will will not be violated by outsiders.

"Yes, sir!"

Karui was also excited.

The heir of an empire, under the control of the city of twilight, is about to undergo change.

And the successor to this empire is the third prince who was despised a few months ago!

It was a great feeling of accomplishment to support someone whom everyone looked down upon to ascend to the throne.

Of course, this is Richard's skill, he is just the messenger, but Rao is like this, and it is enough for him to enjoy it.

After the topic was discussed, Karui continued to report.

"The sales of the magic sound box have reached a new high recently, and through the sales network of the Solan Chamber of Commerce and the Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce, it has begun to spread to the cities on the edge of the Death Desert."

"Everywhere we go, we have almost no competitors! Everyone expressed a crazy affection for the Magic Sound Box. ”

As long as 1,000 units of rare resources are born, it is a dimensionality reduction blow to the aborigines with poor spiritual lives.

As he spoke, his eyes became hot.

"According to Vile's investigation, the dark elf you are specially interested in has become a well-known star at this moment."

"In the past month, as long as the Violet Chamber of Commerce releases the other party's magic sound tape, it will be sold out immediately!"

"There are even a lot of people who come to ask for information about each other, and they don't hesitate to order new magic tapes!"

A smile flashed in Richard's eyes.

Has star chasing taken shape?

But, that's not enough!

The voice sank a little.

"It's time to start the second step of the Magic Sound Box project."

"Take the special photo of the dark elves, print it into a magic picture book, mark ten times the price, no, fifty times the magic sound box, and start selling."

"At the same time, mass production of small items such as dark elf statues, pendants, etc."

"Remember, the price of ordinary items should be affordable enough, and those high-end items such as magic albums should be more expensive."

"Earning resources is one thing, and on the other hand, we want to continue to expand the influence of the other party!"

"I hope that in the darkness where the gods are crumbling and faith is shattered, the dark elves are the only light in this world!"

As the words fell, Karui's heart beat wildly.

The meaning behind these words. It's a shiver.

He bowed his head violently, held his chest and bowed, and his posture was humble to the extreme.

"Your will, above all else!"

Richard's eyes flickered brightly, and it took a long time before he said slowly.

"Dark Ancient Tree Sect, how is it developing?"

Karui bent deeper.

"As you ordered, we have set aside a special area for the Dark Ancient Tree Sect to preach."

"Over the past few months, more than 10,000 believers have been developed. And more than half of them have become deep believers. ”

Richard's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Not enough, not enough!"

"Mobilize the backbone and continue to expand the missionary team."

"I hope that within three months, the number of followers of the Dark Ancient Tree Sect will exceed 100,000."

"Loopholes can only be found if the teachings are widely disseminated."

Karui spoke firmly.

"Die to complete the mission!"

Richard nodded, motioning for the other to get up.

"Anything else?"

Karui only dared to return to his normal posture at this moment, and said respectfully.

"President Vill has also sent a message that the Frostwolf Family's master, the legendary powerhouse Grand Duke Frostwolf, has sent Miss Rebecca to Solan City to officially invite you to the Frostwolf Family."

Rebecca coming to Solan City?

This news made Richard feel a little emotional, he had long planned to go to the Ice and Snow Empire, but as the helmsman of Dusk City, he had to deal with all kinds of important matters.

I can't spare any time.

The Frost Vein that he traded with the other party with the Flame Dragon Rabbit Rabbit Fur hadn't had time to take over until now.

"Did they tell me why they invited me to go?"

Karui said softly.

"It is said that it is a matter of discussing the plane of El. The Frostwolf family is very interested in entering the El plane. ”

"Also, thank you personally for giving Miss Rebecca the Victory Gem."

El plane.

Richard had a number in mind.

The first person to eat crabs, coupled with the appeal of Qingqiu's ID among players, made the El plane a well-deserved trading center.

Not only the players, but also the natives.

However, for safety reasons, there is an unwritten rule in the El Plane that only players are allowed to enter for the time being.

This restriction has made many aboriginal forces stuck in the neck.

At present, only the Solan Chamber of Commerce has obtained his permission.

Although many nobles have one or two forces composed entirely of players, and they are not afraid of not being able to enter, this feeling of being restricted is still unpleasant, and many operations cannot be carried out.

The benefits are moving.

The status of the El plane is here, who can ignore it?

Especially during this period of time, those forces who want to replicate Richard's operation, after opening the plane, they still can't form a scale, and the El plane still ranks first, which makes people have to think carefully.

Richard pondered for a moment, then said slowly.

"Tell Rebecca that I can't leave the City of Dusk until the situation is clear, and if the Frostwolf family is interested, I can ask the Grand Duke of Frostwolf to come to the City of Dusk to negotiate."

If an ordinary player says something like this, outsiders will only think that this guy is crazy when they hear it.

What is the Frostwolf Family?

One of the overlords of the Ice and Snow Empire, the Grand Duke of Frost Wolf is a legendary powerhouse who deserves his name, this kind of big man sent his eldest daughter to invite him, but he couldn't move, and he wanted the other party to come in person. It's just a joke.

But Richard said that Karui did not feel any disobedience.

What about the legendary powerhouse?!

Grand Duke Solan, a legendary ascetic, is strong enough?

Now, he is only one of the collaborators of the City of Twilight, a collaborator, a collaborator of equal status. No, even the City of Dusk is a little above each other!

Even the gods of deception and lies are guarding the corrupt swamp of the City of Dusk.

The legend of an ice and snow empire is far from enough.

Karui should have been, and left with a bit of pride.

To be able to follow such a leader was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life.

Looking at Karui's fading back, a little subtle emotion rose in Richard's eyes.

Before you know it, the city of twilight already has the confidence to directly reject a legend.

Even if he dared to be sure, even if the other party was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say a word more.

Authority in hand, no less.

A strong sense of accomplishment rises in my heart.

When I first came to "Glorious Age", the promise I made to make this city the brightest pearl of the Death Desert was about to be fulfilled.

(End of chapter)