Chapter 51: God Loves the World?

[On the second day after leaving Alenson City, you wake up to Klisa's apologetic morning greeting.]

[She is very sorry that she fell asleep without permission while you were speaking last night; she hopes you will punish her for this.]

[You say there is no need to worry, but the young girl insists.]

[So, you curl your index finger slightly and give the girl a light flick on the forehead, claiming this is her punishment.]

[You begin to wash up.]

[You begin to eat.]

[Gazing at Alenson City in the distance from the mountaintop, you find the city is still being ravaged by monsters; those twisted, wailing flames show no sign of dissipating even now.]

[You decide to continue waiting, communicating with the elements on the mountaintop, attempting to create broader and more comprehensive magic.]

[Elemental Perception remains active… Mortals Wisdom remains active…]

[Your understanding of magic advances further.]

…

[On the third day after leaving Alenson City, the weather is gloomy, and a sudden heavy rain strikes.]

[The rain is heavy, extinguishing the fires in Alenson City, but the monsters wandering the city do not disperse; they seem to be waiting for something.]

[You also wait patiently.]

[Meanwhile, you notice a change in Klisa's eyes.]

[The originally mixed black and gold colors seem to be transforming into an orderly state; you faintly feel that the girl's eyes have become more beautiful.]

[In your spare time, you choose to flip through magic books to pass the time and try to develop magic items yourself.]

…

[On the fourth day after leaving Alenson City, the weather turns clear again.]

[You begin to doubt whether your judgment was mistaken; under your observation, Alenson City is still a ruin ravaged by monsters, with no change at all.]

[You choose to remain here.]

[There is plenty of food in the spatial ring, enough for you and the girl to survive for a long time, though life in the wild lacks stability after all.]

[Klisa stays by your side and takes the initiative to train her magic; she feels her strength is too weak to be of help to you.]

[The Witch's cultivation speed has increased.]

[On the fifth day after leaving Alenson City, your waiting finally pays off; you see a new change.]

The earth trembles.

The mountains groan.

A dark, dense "tide" emerges on the horizon.

Rolling wheels ruthlessly crush the landscape as thousands of steam-armored magic vehicles appear, their whistling steam turning into towering white pillars that shoot straight into the sky.

Under the rising and falling sound of sharp whistles is the uniform marching of iron boots.

Dull yet heavy, the pressure is immense.

Steel gears turn at this moment.

Scorching steam screams at this instant.

Legions bearing the emblems of different Church of the Gods roar forward in a grand procession, while high above, mages stand ready, praising the glory of the gods.

The sounds of prayer, roaring, and trampling.

Ten thousand sounds overlap and chime together, finally turning into a synchronized shout.

"Gods above, eliminate these heretics!"

Pitch-black steam cannons begin to charge, and wands gathering elements begin to prepare magic.

War.

It begins here.

Legions from the human kingdoms and the Church of the Gods launch a lightning strike against the monsters in Alenson City with an extremely cold-blooded posture, as various explosions ring out frantically.

With just the first wave of bombardment, thousands of powerful monsters are killed.

The results look quite encouraging.

But.

Xu Xi frowns deeply.

The scene before him looks normal—human legions and mages who believe in the gods joining forces to deal with alien races—but in reality, many doubts and oddities are hidden.

For example, the beastmen appearing in Alenson City should have been blocked by the Church of the Gods in the first place.

Why did they break through the defense line?

Furthermore, why was the arrival of the legions so delayed? Several days have passed, and there are almost no survivors left in Alenson City.

And, finally, the most critical point.

Xu Xi's voice is low: "Relying solely on these steam weapons and a mage legion of this strength, it's impossible to achieve victory."

When evacuating Alenson City.

Xu Xi had a brief encounter with those monsters.

In most cases, Xu Xi could win with overwhelming strength, but among the vast number of enemies, there were also special individuals that made Xu Xi feel endangered.

Those were enemies at least at the level of an Archmage, or perhaps even a Sanctuary Archmage.

And according to Xu Xi's observations.

The maximum strike these legions sent to conquer the monsters can deliver is only equivalent to an Archmage; at most, they can only serve to clear out the fodder and cannot truly reclaim Alenson City.

"Those at the top, those truly in power, it's impossible for them not to know…"

"What exactly are they trying to do?"

Xu Xi gazes at the distant battlefield with a solemn expression, feeling that the truth is getting closer and closer.

…

[You see a scene that surprises you.]

[Countless legions come from afar, bearing the emblems of different human factions and different Church of the Gods, with grand momentum and striking offensives.]

[But you frown, feeling that things are not so simple.]

[You observe patiently and find that the human legions' battle gradually reaches a stalemate; they discover to their horror that the weapons they were proud of cannot pierce the monsters' defenses.]

[Huge and hideous Sub-dragon Species charge into the vehicle groups with unstoppable momentum.]

[With a swat, a tail-swipe, and a stomp, they smash those tall armored vehicles into scrap.]

[Mages soaring in the sky using the Wind Riding Technique are also harassed by flying monsters like Poison Wyverns and Blood Bees; they counterattack quickly, eliminating many monsters, but are heavily surrounded.]

[The situation reverses, and wails echo everywhere.]

[You find it increasingly difficult to understand; did those high-level officials send the legions here specifically to die?]

[You are confused, you are puzzled, you are silent.]

[Suddenly, you hear intense prayers coming from the battlefield; under the strong stimulus of death, more and more soldiers suffer mental breakdowns, begging the gods to save their lives.]

[And so you see the so-called 'God'.]

"Save me, great gods who created the world, I beg you to save me, I don't want to die!"

"Artona, Artona! No, don't, someone save him!"

"Don't come over here, monster!"

"Aaaah!!!"

Cries for help, sounds of anger, sounds of terror.

On the battlefield where flesh and blood fly, both ordinary soldiers and mages who master the elements reveal fear in the face of death, their spirits fragile and helpless.

They call out, begging for the pity of the gods.

To save their humble lives.

But can the high and mighty gods truly hear the prayers of Mortals?

Xu Xi cannot give an accurate answer, but at least, at this time and in this place, he truly sees the descent of 'God'.

The sky and earth change color, turning dark and lightless.

Thunder rolls through the dark clouds, and lightning illuminates the earth.

A grain of "light," infinitely tiny yet illuminating the world, slowly drifts down from the firmament, pressing down so hard that the earth crumbles in silence.

At this moment.

All is silent.

Listening to the gospel of "God."