“This is Lord Anastasia’s help to us!”
Upon seeing the images transmitted from the frontline, Deborah was not the slightest bit afraid of that distorted deity but pointed at the vines entangling the still deity and said, “It must be Lord Anastasia and the other colleagues from the Tower fighting against the pollution deep within the Sea of Consciousness!”
“Deborah, calm down a bit! Right now, there are more important issues.”
The Saintess of Lantern Dream, Seraphiel, shook her head; these researchers from the Tower were indeed a bit too excited.
As Seraphiel said, there were indeed more important issues at hand. Lind turned to Lucanus beside him and asked, “Has the deity that descended been sampled? What is the situation with the frontline troops?”
“The samples have already been transported back, and many from the frontline troops have been affected, showing signs of mental disturbance. Fortunately, the situation is still under control, and the clergy from Lantern Dream have already healed these soldiers.”
In addition to Lind and a group of personnel studying the Sea of Consciousness, the Gray Robe was also present.
After all, he was a high-level mage and possessed knowledge from another continent, so Lind wanted to see if the Gray Robe could offer any assistance.
However, the Gray Robe’s brain was in a crash when he learned what was happening on the frontline.
The Gray Robe could not understand anything about “Sea of Consciousness” that those around him were saying, but he understood the news of a true god’s descent.
True god? Descending? The Gray Robe’s first instinct was to take Rosalind and escape back to the Solun Continent.
And this group of madmen not only did not run away but instead sat together to sample and study something from the true god?
To be honest, just seeing that gigantic and twisted deity through the images, the Gray Robe already felt his mind being washed by something. Did these people not feel anything at all?
Was he going crazy, or was this world going mad?
Lind did not notice the fear in the Gray Robe’s eyes; instead, he nodded and ordered, “These affected soldiers should not return to the frontline for now. Before we understand exactly what this descending entity is, we should let the soldiers who can connect to the public dream and are unaffected hold their positions.”
Then, Lind turned to Deborah and asked, “So, what exactly is going on? Does the Tower have any guesses?”
Deborah sat up and said, “My lord, we discussed earlier that Lord Anastasia and our colleagues from the Tower sealed the Tower, entered the biological chamber, and submerged into the Sea of Consciousness to eliminate the pollution.”
“This deity that resembles the War God should be a projection of the War God. We have recently observed that the barrier deep within the Sea of Consciousness is gradually becoming thin. It’s very likely that the already polluted War God has created a projection to descend into the real world through the rituals of his followers, aiming to have this projection draw more power.”
“And the true god of the War God should still be deep within the Sea of Consciousness, while the situation of the War God’s projection is also a reflection of the true god’s status within the Sea of Consciousness. Those vines are undoubtedly the power of Lord Anastasia.”
Lind began to understand, “So the people from the Tower are still trying to stop the War God from being corroded in the Sea of Consciousness?”
“That’s right, my lord. The method of creating the biological chamber that you learned from the goddess has already been successfully implemented. We can enter the Sea of Consciousness at any time to help Lord Anastasia. Now is the time for action!”
Previously, Lind had learned the method of creating a biological chamber like the Tower’s through 550C, but rather than a biological chamber, it was more like a “biological pool”.
After all, the current technological route was different from the post-Golden Age, so it could not be exactly the same. The core of the biological chamber was the liquid that soaked the human body, so the impatient Deborah simply recreated that liquid and poured it into a specially made pool. As long as one stepped into the pool and entered a sleep state, they could connect to the depths of the Sea of Consciousness.
Of course, this technology was still very immature, lacking extensive experimental support and unable to undergo experiments; after all, entering the deep Sea of Consciousness was essentially a one-way war.
It was obvious that Deborah had no time to think about that. According to the information from the frontline, the War God was gradually breaking free from those vines that had sprung up from nowhere.
At that moment, Lucanus suddenly went blank for a moment, seemingly receiving a message, then turned to everyone and said, “Bad news, the War God has regained movement.”
Seeing everyone’s expressions, Lucanus shrugged and said, “Don’t be so down, there’s good news. That giant War God is moving towards An Zhu; our opponent is likely to self-destruct.”
“Lucanus…”
Lind shook his head: “That’s not funny.”
“Okay, I just wanted to lighten the mood.”
Lucanus shrugged.
…..
“It’s my fault.”
Alberto covered his face, revealing a pained expression.
“I already knew there was something wrong with the War God Church, but the situation trapped me, allowing the War God Church to continue on the frontline and even gather those followers of the War God Church to act together.”
“Your Majesty, this is not your fault.”
The lord and servant duo were currently in the study, learning about the latest developments on the frontline through the mental network. Because the War God created a huge impact on the mental network, Alberto got the news somewhat late.
Cassius comforted from the side: “This is all my fault. My capabilities are too low; I didn’t pay attention to these followers of the War God Church using the mental network I created for communication and rituals. And Your Majesty, you let the War God Church act on the frontline to quickly deplete their strength.”
“No one expected that the War God Church would directly summon a distorted deity.”
Alberto looked at this friend who had been with him since childhood, through bloody coups and now; he said no more. The Northern Border Governor was right: he was too greedy, always wanting this and that, noticing the strange behavior of the War God Church while wanting them to charge forward. The current outcome was already destined.
Alberto’s ambitions had grown too large, making it increasingly difficult to control.
After taking all the blame upon himself, Cassius said, “Fortunately, that distorted deity cannot continue to act, and Cape has no further intentions. Otherwise, the situation on the frontline would be dangerous.”
“The situation is already very dangerous; the frontline has completely collapsed due to this incident.”
Alberto countered.
“And who exactly stopped the actions of that distorted deity? Was it the governor of Cape?”
If it was that governor, it basically meant Cape possessed powers surpassing those of a deity—what’s the point in fighting?
“No, it can’t be the other party.”
Cassius said: “If it really was the other side, they wouldn’t still be completely inactive right now.”
Before Cassius could continue, a sudden surge of information chaos appeared in the just-repaired mental network.
“What happened?”
Seeing Cassius in a daze, Alberto knew there was more news.
“Your Majesty…”
Cassius said with some despair: “That War God has broken free from its restraints and is moving towards An Zhu.”
