The tiny scroll stirred Luofu but she didn’t show it outwardly at all .
The army was the strongest fighting power of Jin - there was no questioning this . However, she didn’t have control over them . The eighteen marquises had this military authority .
Chaos was here with wars everywhere . The marquises continued to recruit and gain more influence . Each marquis faction was on the same level as an ancient sect right now .
The eighteen factions were started by the founding fathers and great contributors of Jin . The title and power were hereditary . The strongest member of each faction in every generation would become the next Heavenly Marquis, the leader of up to one hundred million soldiers .
Beiming Moshou had six Heavenly Marquises on his side . This was enough to threaten the royal clan .
Long Luofu has been wanting to take the army back but she lacked a proper justification and method . Now, Yao Ji has given her a usable strategy .
She contemplated . In front of her was a table with a golden imperial scroll on top . In the end, she made her decision . Her delicate fingers began to dance in front of the scroll and wrote a decree, rising to the occasion .
This would go down as an important event in Jin’s history .
***
The stone roads in Witch God City were macabre with carriages full of corpses . These dead soldiers had terrible wounds, some still bleeding . This was a solemn and stirring moment .
Even a demoness like Bai Ruxue was moved . She said softly: “Why do people wage war?”
“For gains, survival, and honor . ” Feiyun wasn’t affected as much . People die every second in this world . It was an honor to die in a meaningful manner .
As a soldier, to die on the battlefield was the greatest glory .
The two Chang brothers were solemn and quiet . They didn’t mind fighting for Heaven Worship’s survival and honor . However, two years have gone on without any result while their tribe members starved to death .
Many children were skin and bones, not even one meal every two days . A few bold ones snuck out of the city, wanting to hunt in the mountains and forests . Unfortunately, they only became meals themselves .
“Her Highness is here…”
“It’s really her!” The majority of the crowd became emotional and got on their knees .
“Your Highness, we pray for an end to this war and peace . ”
“Please punish the evil-doers and revive my man…”
“Your Highness, I’m hungry…”
Twelve knights riding black skeletal beasts appeared from the crowd . They had monstrous death energy with black smoke lingering around them . On their skin were witch runes; their eyes were profound and dark .
They wore skeletal plates as well with a silver spear . There was a strange energy in them, not spirit energy but still very ancient and mighty .
Chang Dakai and Chang Daye put on a serious expression and jumped down from their bull to respectfully greet these warriors . Other shamans were right behind them .
Every member of the tribe became reverent and kneeled to the sides of the road .
Chen Daoran whispered to Feiyun: “They are the twelve knights of Witch God Temple, extremely powerful and versed in taboo arts . Moreover, witch medicines have refined their body so they have lived for a very long time now . In reality, they are half-dead and half-living, who knows which to call them? They are responsible for guarding the master of the temple in each generation . The current master is the Heavenly Witchcraft Goddess . ”
Feiyun nodded . He had sensed a strange fluctuation in these twelve knights . The blood in their veins was quite thin, replaced by a powerful medicinal liquid or as Daoran had put it - witch medicine .
Outside of powerful warriors, the Jiang also had cultivators of witchcraft, or shamans and witches . The latter required training from a young age because witchcraft had a negative effect on the body . It made them weak physically and much smaller than other members . They were only as tall as ordinary people .
Mo Chongji had a strange expression: “Their skeletal armors are powerful too, comparable to a spirit treasure . You can see the spirit formations on their spears as well . ”
Feiyun’s eyes flashed in response: “Hmm, each of these knights should be comparable to an early Giant . This Witch God Temple is quite strong . If it joins the war, it’ll be able to change the tides . ”
“Unfortunately, the knights only listen to the goddess and she only wants peace, definitely won’t let them participate . ” Daoran said .
“Foolish . Does she not know that in order to have peace, someone must end this war . Powerful force is the most direct way . ” Feiyun said .
Daoran quickly took out a green cage to seal off their area, afraid that someone else might hear Feiyun badmouthing the goddess . It would cause an uncontrollable problem .
Calling the goddess a fool here in Jiang? That’s the same as antagonizing the entire race .
He had big drops of cold sweat streaming down his forehead from being frightened . Luckily, no one heard Feiyun just now .
He didn’t dare to disagree with Feiyun: “The truth is that the situation right now is quite complex . It looks like the three divisions are at war, a least on the surface . However, many heretical masters are involved . The goddess wishes to mediate but these heretics are disruptive and have tried to ambush her many times before . There seems to be an invisible hand stopping her from unifying the three divisions . ”
Feiyun suddenly felt something during the conversation . A faint aura engulfed over the city as dark clouds in the shape of a massive palm blotted out the sun .
His eyes lit ablaze as he shouted: “Show yourselves, villains!”
“Boom!” An explosion broke the containment from the green cage . Air turned into offensive waves .
A ripple in the sky started spreading like a portal . Inside came an old and deep voice: “Impressive spiritual awareness, able to see through my ‘Godstep Witch Art . ’ Unfortunately, no one will be able to stop me today . ”
The ripple broke entirely as a man with a fur cloak jumped out . He looked like an ape with disorderly hair . He took out a crimson staff made of wood and aimed it straight for the goddess’ palanquin .
Murderous energy as sharp as a sword rushed out .
“Such impudence, daring to be disrespectful towards Her Highness?!” Cheng Dakai roared as his bones issued cracking sounds like frying beans . He unleashed a punch straight at the staff .
He was comparable to an early Giant but only managed to move the staff a little bit . A monstrous force cracked his skin, spilling out ten drops of blood or so .
“Hehe, weakling . I will become the master of Witch God Temple today . Little girl, hand over the young divine tree and I will spare you . ” The old man threatened . His eyes inside the fur cloak had a bloody light .
He leaped and stomped down on Dakai’s shoulder, breaking two bones in the process, then made another jump forward .
“I’m gonna kill you!” Dakai contained the feeling of pain from his shoulder and lifted up an entire stone street before throwing it at the old man’s head .
The old man didn’t bother dodging . He simply cut down the street with his staff and finally made it above the palanquin to unleash a palm strike .
The twelve knights erupted with divinity in the form of twelve pills of light . They thrust their spear and successfully repelled the old man .
Witch runes on the fur cloak turned into mountains and rivers to stop the spears . He landed on top of a building not far from there, half kneeling .
“Boom!” A second ripple emerged with another person shrouded in black cloak rushing out . Black radiance surrounded his body so he looked like a moving black hole absorbing the light and air nearby .
He wasn’t weaker than the first old man at all . Just one stomp from him cracked the earth and made the ground concave .
The goddess’ palanquin was falling down to the newly created pit .
‘A heretical overlord . ’ Feiyun could tell who the black-cloaked person was from his technique .
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