Chapter 603 - Chapter 603: Chapter 539: Dream Encounter with Ancestor (1/2)
Chapter 603: Chapter 539: Dream Encounter with Ancestor
“Unfortunately,”
“If it weren’t for destiny, perhaps we could have had the chance to become friends.”
“Your portion of sunlight is just like your soul, pure and proud, yet it burns too fiercely to last.”
Karno calmly took his stand at the location where the Child of the Sun God had fallen in battle.
He took a deep breath.
Perhaps the other side had done nothing wrong.
At least from the perspective of the Saint of the Sun, that indeed seemed to be the case…
As for us, had we indeed made a mistake?
Karno looked at the drastically changed sky, his brow furrowed slightly.
“Great Lord of the Lost, I still believe in you.”
The sky was no longer azure; it was obscured by an extremely dense black fog.
The sunlight had disappeared.
The whole world had become like the Aphotic Sea; natural sunlight no longer existed, with only the preserved sunlight through techniques like “Solar Gold” and “canned sunshine” remaining, but they were too scarce, and for the average person, getting them was nearly impossible.
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Natural law had been completely overturned, extreme weather and natural disasters occurred frequently, and various animals and plants mutated into Monsters. The already unstable social structure and civilisation system were finally crumbling in the face of disaster.
People had to engage in silent but intense struggles for survival in order to live.
Food and water became the most precious resources, and people had to delve into ruins and venture into unknown wilderness to search for places that might still have food left.
Social order hovered on the brink of collapse; the force of law and morality significantly weakened, and people resorted to any means necessary for survival, with theft, robbery, and even violent conflicts occurring frequently.
Every nation was gradually disintegrating.
Everyone realised one thing: the real end of the world had come!
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“The Gods have left a Divine Oracle, saying that They are about to unseal the Ninth Seal and have temporarily fallen into slumber,” said the High Priest Archer of the Dawn Church.
In the Grand Hall of the Fischer family, an imposing meeting deciding the fate of the family’s future was underway.
The lighting in the hall made the heavy stone walls glow with brightness, filling the air with a heavy and solemn atmosphere.
The people of the Fischer family and the Dawn Church sat around a long table carved from a thousand-year-old oak. Nearly two hundred people were present, all of them important figures.
Darren’s eyes, however, sparkled with a glint, seated at the head of the table with a slight smile on his lips, seemingly untroubled by the impending battle.
The Darren who was over a hundred years old had long since shed his impatience and sharpness, replaced by a calm and restrained intellect.
“My brothers and sisters of the Fischer family…”
As the head of the family, Darren began to speak, his voice steady and powerful, and then continued, “We are about to face the final battle with the Lorne Empire, and this fight is not only about the fate of the Fischer family but all the land beneath our feet, as well as all that the Dawn Church stands for.”
“It’s even possible that if we lose, the time of the great Lord of the Lost’s resurgence may also be delayed.”
His words, like a huge stone dropped into a calm lake, stirred the hearts of everyone present. Family members at both sides of the table bow their heads in contemplation, their gazes resolute.
Everyone was acutely aware of the enormity and importance of the battle ahead.
“The Fischer family has been known for its bravery and loyalty for a hundred years. When faced with formidable enemies, we have never retreated, and we shall not this time either!” Darren’s voice rang powerful and clear, as if capable of igniting the courage and determination deep in everyone’s hearts.
Finally, he slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over every person present, his voice firm and full of strength: “Warriors of the Fischer family, let us together face this battle. Regardless of the outcome, the Fischers shall remain true to ourselves, true to the Dawn Church, and true to Cyart, our beloved land.”
“More importantly, we must be worthy of the Lord of the Lost.”
With Darren’s words falling, the Grand Hall erupted into thunderous applause.
Just then, Archer stepped forward, gazing calmly at the crowd and speaking, “The world now is different from before, I believe everyone can see that.”
“However…”
“There are discussions about this apocalypse that are unfavorable to us out in the world, and even some within the Dawn Church say that all of this was caused by the Great Lord of the Lost…”
Some of the Dawn Church’s members’ faces changed subtly, because they too had heard a “coincidence”—that the world suddenly became like this following a mass sacrifice in the last ritual.
Perhaps, the apocalyptic state of the world truly did have something to do with the Lord of the Lost?