Chapter 212 Slipping
"Want to help them?"

Farui was at the entrance of the nest, looking at the human village at the foot of the mountain.

The village's night watchmen and militiamen stood on the low wall, nervously looking outside the village. All the villagers returned to the village. Although they didn't know what the second sun in the sky meant, this level of wonders often meant that there would be turmoil on the continent.

No matter what this turmoil will eventually bring, ordinary people will always be the group most likely to suffer from the turmoil before it ends.

At this time, one must be extremely cautious. Although the sun did not seem to pose any harm, the village chief still abandoned all areas outside the low wall and asked the villagers to concentrate within the low wall.

Even the gravekeepers at the cemetery outside the village were asked to return to the village center.

This action seemed to save the villagers who originally lived outside the low wall. The night watchmen could now see a little light in the darkness in the distance, which was the light emitted from the eyes of the night wolves.

The Night Wolves are not very powerful magical beasts. Each one is basically only at the first or second level of strength, and only the leader wolf can reach the third level of strength. For the army and the well-prepared adventurer team, a few Night Wolves are not difficult to deal with. These giant wolves also know that humans are not high-quality prey, and they will avoid the range of human activities most of the time.

This group of shadow wolves have migrated to the vicinity of the village for several years, and even when food is scarce in winter, they have never had any substantial conflicts with the villagers.

But now they came out in full force and appeared in sight of the night watchers on the parapet, treading on the fields of mankind.

"Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two..."

A night watchman was counting the dim lights in the distance. The number he counted was enough to rush into the village and kill.

These Night's Watchmen and militiamen were nothing more than civilians who had taken up arms. They were no match for the wolves in terms of either discipline or strength. Even their only advantage, numbers, was not that great.

This is just a village, and there are only a few hundred young and middle-aged people who can receive militia training. This numerical advantage is not enough to offset the disadvantages in other aspects.

"Look again, you can see that this is obviously not a normal place."

Farrell is still waiting.

The interference to perception in this area still exists. Outside that boundary, as long as the strength reaches a certain level, it is difficult to sense the village in the surrounding area of ​​this village.

"The anomaly in this area is probably some kind of protective measure. And the center of the anomaly is in that village."

Fari has conducted several surveys along the boundary where the interference is effective, and he has determined that the center of this cognitive interference area is in the village.

He really wanted to see how the big hand behind the scenes would protect the village from the fangs of the giant wolf without leaving any trace.

"How's the situation outside?"

The giant wolves were still prowling outside the low wall, still looking for human weaknesses. At least in the next few minutes, they should not launch an attack. Fari turned to look at Safrina.

"Just as you thought, several human villages have been destroyed, and the walls of some small towns have been breached. Even if they survive, they will have to be completely rebuilt."

Safrina transformed into her elf form again, half leaning on Fari's paw.

“And this is just the beginning.”

Tonight, many monsters were still simply angry and hateful, and had not yet formed a higher level of organization. But when the next sun rose, when they saw two suns leaping out of the horizon together, and the "poisonous" sunlight once again spread over the earth, the current anger and hatred would turn into fear.

The fear that their species will no longer be able to survive.

At that time, everything was just beginning. There were still a lot of places on this continent that had not been visited by humans, which were enough to accommodate a large number of other races. Although each of them was not as large as humans in terms of overall scale and there were contradictions and conflicts between them, the pressure of survival was enough to make them unite in some form.

"As long as the sun is still hanging in the sky, everything will inevitably slide towards the abyss of total war."

Until now, humans can theoretically still stop this conflict.

The sun did not exist out of thin air. It was undoubtedly supported by the faith of the heretical church. As long as the heretical faith could be eradicated, it seemed that the sun could be extinguished and everything would return to normal.

But in reality, the church has no way to do this.

After this night, those who survived the ruins would become supporters of the heretics who hated aliens. After every conflict, the heretical church would gain more believers.

It won’t be long before those heresies become orthodoxy, and the original orthodoxy will become heresy.

"Why is this happening?"

Reinhardt wiped the sword in his hand, which was covered in blood.

He felt sick; he had been forced to kill more people today than in all his previous adventures combined.

Those heretics were chasing them madly, and all the surrounding heretical churches had mobilized all their forces to chase them, but it seemed that they lacked coordination and organization.

"Because that sun essentially has no self."

The Pope looked at the statue in front of him and explained to the black-robed high priest.

Even now, the prohibition against attacking fellow brothers who believe in the Sun God has not been deleted from the church's scriptures.

When dealing with heretics, the clergy of the church would be easily shaken and question their own beliefs, which made it very easy for them to change their positions and stand on the side of the heretics.

The Pope needs black priests, priests who do not follow the scriptures.

"His voice would appear in my ears, and it was obvious that there was some kind of will and desire."

Before explaining more things, the High Priest in Black needs to know who their enemy is.

"Believers and gods will influence each other. You should know this."

The high priest nodded.

"But if from the beginning, this god is a blank slate."

The statue in the cathedral seemed to be silently watching everything in front of it, with the light of divinity flashing on it.

"From the beginning, there was no such thing as the Sun God. Humans simply injected their own desires and will into that empty legend called the Sun."

Above the statue, the divine light flickered.

"There has never been a so-called sun god."

(End of this chapter)