In the tavern of the imperial capital, a group of divine warriors were getting drunk.
Since they were unable to sense the power of the God of the Wilderness, more and more divine warriors fell into confusion. Feeling the increasingly thinning power in their bodies, they were unable to stay alive all day long.
Rumors spread all of a sudden, and everyone seemed to have lost their way.
Some people speculate that the God of the Wilderness may have encountered an accident, or may have been injured or even died, otherwise such a strange situation would never have occurred.
In past history, this kind of thing is not without precedent. Because there are so many gods, wars often start between them, and the mortal world is often affected.
Whenever a god is defeated and falls, the mortal believers will no longer be able to receive the power granted by the god, and are quickly eliminated by the hostile forces. The survivors will remain anonymous and live in panic.
Take the God of the Wilderness as an example. Since he ascended the altar, he has successively killed several weak gods who were not as powerful as him. The reason is simply that those gods recruited believers in the territory under his control.
It is precisely because of this kind of deterrence that in a country that believes in the God of the Wilderness, it is rare to see traces of believers of other gods, and those who dare to show up will be in a desperate situation.
In every wilderness temple, there are huge murals depicting the God of the Wilderness slaying enemy gods. Every time believers see it, they will feel worship and pride in their hearts.
Therefore, in the eyes of the spiritual warriors who believe in the God of the Wilderness, this god is an invincible existence, and no indigenous god is his opponent!
But such an extremely powerful god in the minds of believers suddenly lost the proof of his existence. How could this not make believers feel panicked?
Although they know that the God of the Wilderness may fall, most believers are unwilling to admit this, or they are deceiving themselves and escaping from reality, looking forward to feeling the familiar power again in the next moment.
Even if someone completely collapses and shouts that the God of the Wilderness has fallen, he will still be hostile to everyone, and it is not surprising that he will start a decisive battle on the spot.
At this time, the interior of the imperial capital was shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and the Loucheng monks might launch an attack at any time. It was a natural thing for the spirit warriors, who were in constant panic, to drink to drown their sorrows.
"I don't believe how the great God of the Wilderness could have fallen. This is absolutely impossible. You are all liars!"
A drunken divine warrior smashed his wine glass on the ground. His eyes were as red as blood, and his whole body was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He walked rampantly.
On his tall body, he wore a set of exquisitely crafted high-end battle armor, which was worth a lot at first glance.
The customers drinking next to him frowned when they saw this, but no one dared to step forward to provoke this drunk guy.
Just yesterday, when someone was arguing with him about whether the God of the Wilderness had fallen, he was torn into pieces by this crazy guy, and his blood and internal organs were scattered all over the floor.
But even so, no one dared to hold him accountable. Firstly, because of his strength, and secondly, because of his special status. That idiot with no eyes actually argued with him, and he deserved to be killed!
At this sensitive moment, if you can't control your mouth, you have to be prepared to lose your life. God knows which guy around you is the secret agent of the Wilderness Temple?
If someone overhears him, he might be thrown into the dark cell under the temple as soon as he leaves the tavern, and will never see the light of day again!
The drunken god warrior bumped into several tables and stared, hoping that someone would argue with him. As a result, he made a fuss for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him.
"Damn, what a bunch of weaklings!"
The drunken god warrior burped, cursed and walked out of the tavern, running rampant on the street, causing passers-by to dodge with disgust on their faces.
The drunkard laughed loudly when he saw this, and seemed extremely happy.
"Isn't that Lord Edman? How did he become like this?"
When passers-by saw the drunk man, a look of disbelief flashed in their eyes, and they asked their companions in a doubtful tone.
In this area of the Imperial Capital, Edelman has always shown a fair, gentle, and heroic image to the world. If they hadn't seen the drunk man's face clearly, passers-by would not have believed that this was Edelman!
At this time, he looked like a scoundrel, extremely decadent.
The companion next to him glanced around, lowered his voice and said to passers-by: "It is said that since he couldn't sense the presence of the God of the Wilderness, Mr. Edman has become more and more irritable day by day. It is like a completely different person!"
At this point, my companion sighed and said in a worried tone: "The city gate of the imperial capital has been completely sealed. I heard from the neighbor's young son that the figures of extraterrestrial demons can be seen everywhere outside the city, and they may attack the imperial capital at any time. Attack!"
The passers-by were startled when they heard this, and quickly asked: "Exterior demon, what on earth is that? Are the tens of thousands of divine warriors in the imperial capital no match for them, so they can only close the city gates and act like a tortoise?"
"I don't know much about it. I just heard that they came from another world. They have killed many divine warriors and destroyed many temples, and then they fought all the way to the imperial capital!"
When the companion said this, his face became more worried, and he kept thinking about how to escape from the imperial capital.
"At such a critical moment, you can't feel the presence of the God of the Wilderness. Even Lord Edman has become like this. Do you really want to watch the alien demons invade the imperial capital?"
"What should we do if a fight really breaks out?"
Passers-by who had little information began to worry. After chatting with their companions, they returned home with worries.
Similar scenes continue to play out in the streets and alleys, and panic spreads everywhere, especially when the warriors of the gods are in chaos, the ordinary believers will only behave more badly.
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Edelman staggered on the street. He didn't want to go home, but relied on his vague memory to find the location of the next pub.
The stunned and contemptuous looks of passers-by continued to fall on him, but Edelman didn't care at all. At this time, he just wanted to get himself drunk so that he no longer had to think about the heartbreaking news.
As one of the important members of the Wilderness Temple, Edman had long received the news that the guard leader had died in battle. However, in Edman's view, this companion died a worthy death and is definitely worth remembering by everyone.
For his own beliefs, he fought against the demons outside the territory until the last moment, even though he died, it was an honor!
But when he heard another news, he felt like he had been struck by five thunders, and his whole person was in a sluggish state.
The leader of the extraterrestrial devil fought against the God of the Wilderness, and it is suspected that he used the dragon cavalry spear of the guard captain to severely damage the God of the Wilderness. The God of the Wilderness may even have died in the battle!
"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible!"
The drunken Edelman trembled and repeated these words in a muffled voice, then shouted to the sky, his tone full of unwillingness.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, Adelman ignored the feces and filth in the alley and collapsed limply on the ground, letting out a weird laugh of "hehe".
Belief in the God of the Wilderness was Edelman's spiritual pillar. Now that his belief collapsed, his whole person also completely collapsed.
The devils from outside the territory and the guardians of the imperial capital should be damned to me. Without the God of the Wilderness, what is the use of guarding these things?
What Edman wants to do most right now is to drink himself unconscious and never wake up again.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, Edman knew his character. Once the extraterrestrial demons really started to attack the city, he would definitely hold up his sword and fight with those extraterrestrial demons, and eventually die on the battlefield.
I don’t seek fame or profit, I just hope that my vigorous life will have an extraordinary ending!
"It's a pity that I will never be able to become a character in the temple murals and be remembered by future generations!"
The half-drunk Edelman muttered something, and when he was about to get up and continue looking for the tavern, a mysterious figure appeared in front of him.
"The God of Wilderness is not the only one that exists in this world. As long as you are willing to follow me, you will gain far more powerful power than before. Even killing all the extraterrestrial demons is not impossible!"
