Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 273 The Wall of Heresy
Swish!
In a dark corner, a throwing ax was thrown and struck Alan's back.

Allen dismissed it.

Clang!
The sharp ax slashed on Allen's back, and it made a sound of gold and iron, and the rolled blade collapsed on the spot and fell to the ground.

A slit was cut in the robe, revealing a golden luster.

Allen turned around with his staff and looked at the thrower hiding in the dark.

With a flash of light, the lightning broke through the sky!

A big tree was struck by lightning and fell down.

The orc ax thrower hiding in the bushes, together with his companions nearby, were all wiped out in an instant.

In front of Titan, the ferocious orcs are nothing more than a group of ants.

The Titan family has three unique skills.

"The thunder of the Titans sparks thunder and lightning with their eyes, and wherever they see it, they will be punished by the thunder of heaven!

"Titan's Thunder", the basic damage is comparable to "Chain Lightning", but it does not need to be cast, and as the titan grows, the range, power and killing range will increase simultaneously.

"Armor of Titans", when the Titans are in battle mode, their body surfaces automatically generate cyan, silver or gold armor corresponding to their bloodlines.

The titles of bronze, silver and gold Titans come from the different colors of "Titan Armor".

The "Armor of Titans" is not made of real bronze, silver or gold, but a natural armor embodied by magic power, which is far stronger than it looks.

The third unique skill is the signature weapon of the Titans - "Hammer of the Titans".

Among them, the most powerful "Golden Hammer of Titans" is even known as "Thor's Hammer"!
Allen lowered his head and looked to his right hand.

On the palm is an emblem resembling a golden lightning bolt.

This is the bloodline totem of the Titan family. After being activated, the "Hammer of the Titans" can be summoned out of thin air.

Allen shook his head lightly and lowered his right hand.

A mere orc is not worth wielding such a powerful weapon.

In fact, he no longer needs to make a move.

The rest of the orcs were all scared and fled.

Survivors in the village rushed to thank him.

"Master Warlock, thanks to you, we are saved!"

A young elf woman said gratefully.

Allen waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to be polite.

"If I remember correctly, this area is the territory of the elf queen Basilisa, how dare the orcs come to plunder?"

The elf young woman's face darkened.

"Master Warlock, Ms. Baselisa used to be our patron saint, but unfortunately, she has given up this land and led the followers of Bahamut to the shore of the sea."

"What are you doing at the beach?" Allen asked.

"I heard that all the metal dragons, as well as the followers of the Platinum Dragon God in other races, have received an oracle, asking them to take a boat out to sea and make a pilgrimage to Beifeng Island before winter arrives."

"Beifeng Island..."

Allen groaned for a while, secretly inquiring about the memory of the ancestral spirit.

Beifeng Island is the sacred place of the dragon god Bahamut in the world.

Platinum Dragon God also has a title of "Lord of the North Wind".

Why did the Metal Dragon Clan and the believers of the Dragon God gather on Beifeng Island?

This is probably not a simple pilgrimage.

"Since Baselissa and the others are gone, why don't you go to Beifeng Island?" Allen asked the villagers.

The young elf woman hesitated for a moment, and hugged the young child beside her.

"We are not devout believers of the Dragon God, and we don't have the courage to abandon our homes and careers and travel across the ocean..."

"The evil orcs, upon learning that Ms. Basilisa and her church left the White Hart Forest, immediately came to loot and destroy our home."

A young elf archer next to him was full of remorse.

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I might as well have gone with Ms. Baselissa!"

From the mouth of the villagers, no more valuable clues can be obtained.

Allen turned around and left the ruined village.

Continuing to follow in the footsteps of Basilisa, is also looking for an answer.

In the warlock world of later generations, metal dragons are hardly seen.

The records of this matter in the history books are vague, and it has become an unsolved case.

As if overnight, the metal dragon clan collectively disappeared from the world.

Allen felt that Baselissa's pilgrimage to Northwind Island was mostly related to this unsolved mystery.

……

three days later.

Ellen finds Basilisa and the pilgrimage group led by her in the fishing village by the sea.

The elves borrowed the shipyard of the fishing village and are building galleons for their long voyages.

Unfortunately, the Black Dragon family in the bay near the ruler discovered this group of pilgrims and came to take advantage of the fire to loot them.

In the sky at dusk, three giant dragons are fighting fiercely.

Two black dragons besieged a vigorous silver dragon, fighting inextricably.

At the same time, a smaller young black dragon hovered over the dock.

Sometimes it swoops down and spits acid at the elves.

The handsome face of the elf who was splashed by the acid was immediately corroded and disfigured, covering his face and screaming.

Black dragons relish the panic and pain they inflict.

As for the arrows shot by the elves, they were well aimed, but the material of the arrows was not good.

Fantie arrows? ? , it is difficult to shoot through the hard dragon scales.

Allen was dressed in a gray robe, held a wooden staff, and wore a pointed wide-brimmed hat, and walked into the melee zone in a hurry.

"Old man! Go away, it's dangerous here!"

A young elf archer called eagerly to him.

Allen stood on his stick and asked with a smile, "Is Ms. Baselisa here? I have something to look for her."

The elf archer didn't have time to answer, the sour dragon's breath was already falling on his head, like a torrential rain falling from the sky.

Finished!

Elf archer, eyes full of despair.

Swish!
A bright electric light flashed in front of his eyes.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was already a hundred steps away.

The Elf Archer was stunned, unable to remember at all, how did he escape the breath of the black dragon and teleport to a safe place? !
The black dragon in the air is condescending and has a wide perspective.

I really saw that the gray-robed old man turned into a flash of lightning, dragging the elf shooter, and hurriedly escaped from the area covered by the dragon's breath.

"That old guy, it's not easy!"

The black dragon gave up chasing and killing the elves, quickly slammed the air, and swooped down on the gray-robed old man.

Before the old warlock could cast another spell, he planned to launch a thunderous blow with all his strength to kill him!

Nice idea, but unrealistic.

Allen didn't make a spellcasting action.

He just raised his head and glanced at Heilong lightly.

The deep pale golden eyes suddenly flashed with lightning.

Boom! !
The thunder exploded, shaking the sky.

The black dragon and silver dragon fighting fiercely in the air were startled.

By coincidence, the fight was suspended.

Three pairs of dragon eyes all looked at the place where the thunder was rumbling.

The young black dragon, billowing in black smoke and emitting a strong burnt smell, wailed and fell to the ground.

Pfft!
The black dragon that was shot down by the "Titan's Thunder" fell in front of Allen and died on the spot.

There are two adult black dragons in the air, one male and one female.

Witnessing the death of their eldest son, the couple were shocked and angry, leaving the silver dragon Basilisa behind and pounced on Allen at the same time.

"This is your own death, you can't blame me!"

Allen sneered and threw away his cane, removing his disguise.

A thin old man with pale beard and hair, his body suddenly swelled.

Under the unbelievable gaze of the dragons and elves, he transformed into a hundred-foot-tall Titan!

Covered in dazzling armor, like a golden tower.

"Damn it! It's actually a golden titan!!"

The two black dragons were scared out of their wits.

Almost at the same time, there was a "sudden brake" in the air, and he turned around and fled.

Allen raised his right hand, and the lightning emblem in his palm glowed with magic power.

The light condensed in the air, forming a giant golden war hammer.

The hammer handle is ten meters long and as thick as a bridge pillar.

The weight of the hammer head... Allen weighed it, and it was almost 100 tons.

Although the Hammer of the Gold Titan is not made of gold, its density is almost the same as that of real gold.

With Allen's physical attributes, it is relatively easy to wield a hundred-ton warhammer.

Allen swung his arm, threw the warhammer at a black dragon that was fleeing desperately.

He wasn't aiming, and he didn't need to.

The moment the Hammer of Titans was released from his hand, it locked on to the target in his mind and automatically tracked it.

Click!

Like a bolt of lightning tearing apart the dusk sky.

In an instant, the golden warhammer caught up with the black dragon and struck heavily on the back.

Bang!
There was a muffled sound in the air.

The black dragon exploded on the spot, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!
Where it is hammered, electric arcs are crazily erupted all around.

The reason why the Golden Titan Warhammer is known as Thor's Hammer is that in addition to its exaggerated size and weight, its infallible tracking effects, and its super high level of enchantment, the main thing is that it will automatically add a "Titan's Thunder" the moment it hits the target!
The black dragon was hit hard by a hundred-ton warhammer and was blown apart.

The lightning bombing that was added later was not even counted as whipping corpses.

The shattered corpse was completely vaporized under the high-voltage electric shock.

With a hammer, the adult black dragon who was still arrogant just now has no bones left.

Allen raised his right hand, and the lightning emblem on his palm glowed slightly.

The Titan Warhammer resonated with the emblem in the air, and returned to the owner automatically.

Allen turned around, and threw the warhammer at the black dragon that had flown ten miles away on the other side, leaving only a small black spot in the air.

Thor's Hammer turned into lightning and disappeared in a flash!
After a few seconds.

At the end of the sky, there was a roar of thunder.

The black dragon's blurred figure suddenly exploded.

The gushing rain of blood was evaporated by the lightning in an instant.

Allen waved calmly.

With a flash of lightning, "Thor's Hammer" went back and forth.

Snapped!
The handle of the hammer fell firmly into his palm.

Since Allen crossed, he rarely used weapons.

Fight the world with bare hands.

With the "Hammer of Thor" in his hand at this moment, it made him feel a wonderful sense of peace of mind.

It seems that I have finally found the treasured thing that has been lost for many years, and I am reluctant to let it go for a while.

Allen stroked the warhammer lightly, and cast his eyes on the only dragon left in the air.

The silver dragon retracted its wings, hovered and landed.

Raising his slender and elegant neck, he looked at Allen with alertness and curiosity.

The scales all over the body reflect the afterglow of the setting sun, soft and gorgeous.

As soon as Allen thought, the warhammer turned into a golden light and dissipated in his palm.

The tower-like figure slowly shrank, turning into a young and handsome human figure, and put on the unremarkable gray robe again.

The silver dragon on the opposite side also turned into an elf girl.

Long silver hair hangs down to the waist, and white and lovely pointed ears are exposed between the temples.

A tall and exquisite body was wrapped in a white priest's robe.

The placket is embroidered with the holy emblem of the Platinum Dragon God.

Allen examined Baselissa's delicate face and clear eyes.

It is not difficult to understand why both Zu Ling and his elder brother fell in love with this silver dragon lady at first sight.

"Excuse me, are you... Atlas' younger brother?"

Basilisa tried to find out.

Allen nodded.

"Is Atlas okay?"

"He died and was executed by my own hands." Allen replied truthfully.

Baselisa's face suddenly lost all color.

It took a long time before she regained her composure, with tears flickering in her eyes.

"I killed him." Sighing, she continued, "If I'm not wrong, you should come to hunt me down. Why do you help me deal with the dragon?"

"Hunting and killing you is a job; helping you is out of mercy."

Allen said lightly.

"Before Atlas died, let me tell you something, he never regretted falling in love with you."

"Thank you, Atreus, I'm sorry about your brother..."

Basilisa sighed.

"I know that a pale apology can't bring Atlas back to life, let alone eliminate the hatred in your heart."

"You want to kill me, I have no ability and I don't want to resist, but can you give me some more time?"

"Please allow me to lead my lord's believers to Beifeng Island, and after that, I will leave it to you."

Allen didn't make a sound, and seemed to be weighing.

Basilisa took two steps closer to him, her face full of earnestness:

"If this violates your mission, you can kill me now, but please help me complete the unfinished mission and escort the elves to Beifeng Island safely."

"You have also seen that there are constant pursuits and killings along the way. If there is no escort, they will not be able to complete this pilgrimage."

Allen frowned slightly and broke the silence.

"For Atlas' sake, I don't mind letting you live a few more days."

"However, I'm very curious. You lived well in the White Deer Forest. Why did you leave your hometown and travel across the ocean to an unknown island?"

"What's the point of this so-called pilgrimage?"

"If you are willing to suffer this crime just to express your pious belief that you are not afraid of hardships and dangers to the dragon god you worship, then I can only say that you are all masochists!"

"And the dragon god who tests believers in this way is nothing more than a perverted sadist with excessive desire for control."

"Atreus! Please allow me to clarify your misunderstanding!"

Basilisa interrupted him with a solemn expression.

"My lord issued an oracle to call on his heirs and believers to go on a pilgrimage to Beifeng Island collectively. It's just a pretense, but it's actually to save us from the sea of ​​suffering."

Okay, it's the familiar recipe again, and the familiar "Exodus" and the legend of the savior.

Allen dug his ears, listened to her sermon patiently, and guessed that the story of the Great Flood would follow.

"Atreus, you also know that the war between the ancestors and the gods is intensifying. If you continue to fight, the whole world will come to an end."

Allen said in his heart, as expected.

"In the camp of the gods, my lord and his allies have been actively advocating a truce and seeking peaceful coexistence between the church of the gods and the warlock family."

Allen nodded slightly.

Bahamut is indeed the notoriously dove of the pantheon.

It's a pity that most of the gods are main fighters, and the ancestors of warlocks also refused to compromise.

Platinum Dragon God's appeal cannot influence the overall situation - this point has been verified in the real historical process.

To this day, Platinum Dragon God and its allies also realize that the conflicts between the two opposing parties are irreconcilable, and they have no choice but to give up their efforts to promote peace.

The fuse that brought about this change was the shocking secret that Basilisa revealed next!
"The gods are working together to build a high wall that seals off the entire world, and pull down an iron curtain that isolates the bloodline galaxy!"

"My lord foresaw that the tragedy was unfolding, but he couldn't stop it. He could only call on his heirs and believers to escape from this world destined to be full of disasters before the high wall was about to be erected."

Baselisa's pathetic tone made Allen's heart tremble.

"The gods join forces to build a wall... you mean?"

"The wall of heresy!" Baselisa said in a low voice.

In this era, the war between the gods and the ancestors is in a stalemate.

The opposing camps slaughtered each other frantically.

The ancestors slaughtered the believers of the gods, and the church of the gods also slaughtered those heretics who worshiped the ancestors.

Judging from the results, it is more beneficial to the ancestors.

The power of the gods is closely related to the number of believers, and the power of the ancestors belongs to themselves.

The gods also realized this problem, and came up with an extremely vicious countermeasure.

Gather the power of the gods to build a barrier around the entire material world, calling it the "Wall of Heresy".

The souls of all non-believing creatures will be absorbed by this barrier after death, stuck to the wall, and endure endless torture.

This has two advantages.

First of all, a warning to all people in the world who lack true religious beliefs, including magicians who worship ancestors!

If they don't convert to the orthodox religion as soon as possible, they will wait for their souls to stick to the wall after death, and they will never be freed!

In addition, the establishment of the "Wall of Heresy" will destroy the source of power of the warlocks - the blood galaxy!
In the past, the believers of the gods returned to the kingdom of God after death.

Creatures that do not worship gods, their souls return to the bloodline galaxy after death.

Now, the construction of a high wall is equivalent to cutting off the source of the blood galaxy.

Those souls who were supposed to enter the Bloodline Galaxy were all blocked by the "Wall of Heresy".

In this way, the inheritance of the warlocks was cut off, and they could not obtain fresh ancestor spirits for fusion.

The more souls absorbed by the "Wall of Heresy", the bigger it becomes, and the stronger the gravitational force becomes.

According to the expectations of the gods, the "Wall of Heresy" will evolve to a new stage in the not-too-distant future.

Not only can it absorb the souls of people who have just died, but it can even directly extract the ancestral spirits deposited in the blood galaxy like a water pump.

In time, the Bloodline Galaxy will be completely drained by the "Wall of Heresy", and the Warlock inheritance will no longer exist.

As long as the walls are built, the gods can win without a fight!

In the Pantheon, only a few gods, including Platinum Dragon God, opposed the wall-building plan.

The voice of opposition was too weak and was quickly drowned out.

The Platinum Dragon God did not want to be involved in this intensifying turmoil, so he issued a revelation, calling on believers to leave this cruel world, move to a more tolerant plane, and rebuild their homes.

The one-way teleportation array that left the warlock world is in the cathedral of Beifeng Island.

This is the real reason why Basilisa led the congregation to leave their hometown and embark on a journey in the name of pilgrimage.

After learning the truth, Allen couldn't calm down.

As a time traveler, I have come to the warlock world to live in these years, and I have heard and witnessed too many cruel, ugly and injustices.

In all fairness, Allen is dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart with this world ruled by the supremacy of blood and the aristocratic family.

Especially in meditation, to experience firsthand fragments of history thousands of years ago.

I deeply feel that ever since warlocks defeated the gods and became the rulers of the world, overall, the level of civilization has degraded greatly, and the lives of ordinary people have become more difficult.

Sometimes, he also imagines...

If the faction of the gods had won, the world might have been a better place in that timeline.

Until now, when he learned of the plan of the gods to build the "Wall of Heresy", his heart was cold.

In that walled world, where people's minds and souls are not free, it may be even more miserable than the world of warlocks.

While judging high and low by blood lineage, they are doing a lot of class solidification.

While using "soul paste wall" to threaten you to give up free will.

Two rotten tomatoes, neither is a good thing! !
Allen felt a deep powerlessness, a deep sadness.

All living beings caught in the gap between the gods and the ancestors, can't they see a glimmer of hope, can't find a better way out?

Do you have to force yourself to choose between two rotten tomatoes, and swallow it with nausea?

Such a life is worse than death!

Based on reality, looking back, the plan of the gods should have failed.

Otherwise, if the "Wall of Heresy" is really built, the warlock's ancestor side will have no chance of winning!
Why couldn't this wall be erected?
Allen was deeply curious.

Helplessly, the era in which Baselissa lived was too early, and it was impossible to find the answer to this question.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Allen raised his head and asked the beautiful Ms. Silver Dragon:
"As devout believers of the Dragon God, you don't have the risk of your souls being stuck on the wall after you die. Why do you still oppose building the wall?"

Basilisa sighed with a bitter expression.

"What we are afraid of is not the building of the wall, but the signs of danger reflected from it—infinitely expanding the suppression of dissidents!"

"Atreus, don't look at me like this, I have actually lived for almost two centuries."

"I have personally seen some people, with passion and lofty ideals, bring serious disasters to this world."

"Today, they put you on the wall because you don't believe in God."

"Tomorrow, because the god you believe in is different from theirs, you will be stuck on the wall."

"The day after tomorrow, even if you believe in the same god as them, you will be dismissed as a heretic and stuck on the wall just because you have a different understanding of the oracle!"

Allen was heartbroken.

Isn't Basilisa's prophecy the bloody and cruel religious war?

Similar tragedies have been staged countless times in the world before he traveled, and they will surely recur in the future.

Ms. Yinlong looked deeply into the young Titan's eyes, and sincerely expressed her heart.

"We oppose the division of high and low according to bloodlines, and the solidification of different ethnic groups at different levels of the pyramid."

"We also oppose the division of souls into high and low according to beliefs, and oppose committing crimes against the devil in the name of crusade against heresy."

"If we can't change this injustice and unfreedom, we would rather leave our hometown to find a new world that is more just and free!"

"There, there is no caste pyramid or wall of heresy, and people can live a life of equality and freedom."

"It's just your fantasy."

Allen shook his head and poured a bucket of cold water on her.

"In any world, as long as there are people, there will be disputes. There is no absolute fairness, and there will be no unlimited freedom."

"Ms. Baselisa, you are too naive, but... I have to say, I like your naivety."

"Atreus..."

A strange throbbing appeared in Ms. Yinlong's eyes.

"Come on, take me to see your shipyard."

Allen turned around, walked towards the dock, and said without looking back:

"For Atlas' sake, you can live until the day you reach Northwind Island."

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