Chapter 228: A Guest from Beyond the Divine Kingdom (1/2)

Xi Wei suddenly got it after aching his head about it over most of the day.

The Church of Games’ present influence was just a small part of the Silver Eagle Duchy, to the north of the Valla Empire.

And given that the enemy this time was using the ancient, little-known fact of the First Eight as their chess pieces, it was likely that they were not merely eyeing a small piece of land up in the north of the Valla Empire.

It was merely fact: The North wasn’t all that vast, and the news of zombie dragons and zombie orks could reach the Silver Eagle castle in just three days. And soon, they might receive word about zombie angels, zombie giants, zombie elves, and whatnot.

If Xi Wei’s hunch was right, there was a huge chance that zombies of the other First Eight wouldn’t show up in the North, but in other locations of the Western Continent.

Xi Wei relaxed a little when he understood that—but only a little.

“It seems that the zombie orks that keep spreading like it’s Resident Evil wouldn’t be a threat for the Players.”

After all, zombies and whatnot wouldn’t win against the Fourth Calamity from a certain point of view.

As one of the evergreen themes for gaming, has there been any player back on earth who hadn’t killed over tens of thousands of zombies? The number of zombies they killed in various days might fill the world over… in fact, zombies had surpassed goblins as the friend of newbie players.

“The real problem is the zombie dragon.”

Dragons are basically creatures of unmatched power in any world that exist, standing atop every food chain.

It was no exception for this world.

While dragons would never win against the gods, their fighting ability alone placed them on top of the power rankings in the Prime Material Plane. They were the indisputable leaders even against supernatural races from other planes!

But even as Xi Wei felt his head spin, he suddenly sensed that something was knocking on the walls of his divine kingdom.

Indeed, it wasn’t a violent hit but a friendly knock like knocking on the door, telling Xi Wei that “someone is here”.

Xi Wei looked out with his Divine Eye and realized then he should adjust—it was not ‘someone’, but ‘a god’.

“Who are you?”

Even though the visitor wasn’t being hostile, Xi Wei didn’t immediately allow him into his divine kingdom.

He wasn’t just being cautious, but there are just a lot of things in his divine kingdom that must not be seen.

It was fine with the Great Lion who had become closely acquainted with himself since Aslan knew that the messy piles of stuff were offerings from Xi Wei’s believers. Though unique, it didn’t actually violate the Great Lion’s principles or be considered evil.

On the other hand, any other deity on the side of the angels unfamiliar with Xi Wei would immediately assume that they had stumbled into the old lair of some evil god when they saw the piles of corpses, rolling up their sleeves and getting ready to go a few rounds with Xi Wei…

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The visitor had the appearance of a rather ragged middle-aged, black-haired man with a scraggly beard. However, it was unlike the dwarven style of Stoff the God of Craftmanship and Fine Wine, but resembled a fluffy mountain goat instead.