The red moon returns

Chapter 478 Wish us good luck

The First Age, a glorious and brilliant age of mythology.

Hundreds of thousands of years is too long. There are few wonders from the First Age in the world. No relics from that era can be found, and historical records are out of the question. People can only feel about that hazy period from myths and legends.

It was an era of walking with gods, where people lived and worked in peace and contentment under the guidance of gods. Huge airships soared in the sky, towering colossi ran on the land, magnificent temples stood in the cities, and people from generation to generation lived a prosperous life.

Those pains, those fears, those despairs are nothing in front of faith. The power of faith allows people to quickly get rid of the pain and fear in their hearts, and fill their hearts with sunshine again. As for those things that have been gotten rid of... who cares? Just let them stay in the depths of the dreamland forever.

The legend of the Dreamland had already spread in that era, but there was no filth in the world. Filth was forever isolated from the world by the will of the gods. The treacherous and twisted Dreamland could only linger outside the barrier of the world, greedily peeping at this glorious world. People could peek into the mysterious laws and control the mysterious power to their heart's content.

Everything was so beautiful, and this happiness lasted for tens of thousands of years, until one day, the long accumulation seemed to finally change something.

Disaster came.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse arrived one after another and brought destruction to the world.

There was no meteorite falling from the sky and hitting the Gulf of Mexico, and there was no sudden drop in temperature and freezing of the entire world, but the destruction that came was even more despairing than that.

The boundary separating the real world and the dream world collapsed, the dream world shone into reality, and the horror that only existed in the dream world descended upon the entire world.

There are only a few living creatures left, civilization is almost destroyed, and the entire world has regressed to its primitive and chaotic state.

There is no way to verify what happened in the end, but before the real world was completely swallowed up, the boundary between the real world and the dreamland was inexplicably rebuilt, and the dreamland was once again isolated from the outside. The price was the fall of the gods, and from then on entered the barbaric and disorderly Second Age, the Savage Age.

The world has returned to stability, but some things have been changed forever.

The evil hidden in the depths of the Dreamland stole the authority of the fallen gods and wreaked havoc. Without the protection of the gods, the mysterious filth continued to penetrate the boundaries into the world, causing one disaster after another. The barbaric disorder of the Second Age continued for hundreds of thousands of years, and people struggled in despair.

There is actually no clear watershed between the Second Age and the Third Age. When civilization gradually returns to order from chaos, the end of the Second Age arrives.

How this era ended has always been a mystery. It is said that it was also eroded by the Dreamland, but for some reason the erosion was not serious and it only lasted a hundred years before returning to normal. The civilization that redeveloped in the darkness did not even break off like the First Era, and it quickly passed the chaotic period, which led to the Third Era Dark Ages where order gradually began to recover.

In confusion, people tried to rebuild their faith, and even offered their faith to the strange evil gods in the dreamland who had stolen theocracy in a panic. This era was dark and bloody, with cultists rampant, sacrifices to evil gods everywhere, and constant wars. It was the darkest era before dawn.

After the Dark Ages lasted for 30,000 years, the third great disaster at the end of the era arrived as expected.

Same recipe, same taste, dreams come true.

However, the evil gods did not care about the life and death of their believers. The number of lives that had just been restored decreased sharply again, and people fell into the brink of despair again.

That day, people finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the dreamland, and finally remembered the gods that had been forgotten for more than 100,000 years. That day, people once again praised the name of the Lord, and their desperate cries awakened the gods who were sleeping in their memories.

Kaeya, the goddess of the earth, Nyx, the goddess of night, and Fiona, the goddess of suffering.

The three goddesses were the first to walk out of their memories and return to this devastated world. They used their limited strength to temporarily support the precarious boundaries. As time went on, the other nine supreme beings woke up one after another. The twelve gods joined forces and finally resisted the counterattack of the Dreamland, ushering in the fourth era of the world, the Dawn Age.

The good times of the First Age could not be returned, but the future was still worth looking forward to. Civilization developed again, and the prototype of the modern world order gradually emerged. People regained control of the world, returned from Middle-earth to the Ancient World, and finally took control of the New World again. But just when everything was getting better, the great disaster at the end of the Fourth Age came suddenly.

A plague broke out suddenly, followed by a global war known as the First World War. More than a decade of drought created global famine, and various geological disasters brought endless deaths due to hunger.

"More than a thousand years ago, these four major disasters broke out in succession, awakening the deep-seated fear in the hearts of the people. Then the power of the Dreamland surged again, the boundaries became increasingly unstable, and more and more mysterious phenomena appeared. All of these are typical signs of a major disaster. Based on the experience of the past three times, at this point, the arrival of the major disaster can no longer be stopped."

"The results of it?"

"In the end, it was not completely prevented. The chaos and destruction caused by the advent of the Dreamland caused the development of science and technology to regress by hundreds of years. The connection between the three continents was cut off for four hundred years. The newly established world order almost collapsed, and the world population plummeted." Chairman Ole sighed, "But we have to admit that compared with the previous ones, the fourth disaster was much milder. Not only did civilization not stop, but the regression was not serious and it recovered quickly."

Lynch shook his head: "I think a disaster is always a disaster, and death is still death. This kind of 'gentleness' is not worth looking forward to anyway."

"No one would expect that, but you misunderstood one thing. The fourth disaster is fundamentally different from the previous three." The chairman corrected him seriously, "At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the four disasters themselves were the real cause of the consequences I mentioned and the decline of civilization. Relatively speaking, the consequences brought about by the fantasy shining into reality were not serious. This is exactly the opposite of the situation of the previous three disasters."

"Is this a change brought about by the protection of the gods?"

"Religious circles and mystics generally believe this, and we who study history have not yet found any evidence to oppose this view." The chairman said seriously, "That's why I just said that theoretically the consequences won't be as serious as in the First Age. As long as the gods are fine, everything will be fine."

Hiss, this premise...

The chairman said it easily, but Lynch felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He always remembered the existence behind the Black Spider of the Shadow Alliance, one of the twelve main gods.

This made him realize the seriousness of the problem.

“What if something goes wrong with the gods?”

"..."

The chairman gave a subtle smile.

"I study history, not create history, so I can't give you an answer. I can only say... wish us good luck."

(End of this chapter)