Global Coming: Farming with my sister-in-law in the end times

Chapter 798 The Vatican Appears in the World, the Wrath of the Mother of the North Wind!

After more than 20 days of construction, the framework of the megacity has begun to take shape.

So far, all the streets in the city have been paved, the bluestone pavement is flat and wide, and the main street is wide enough to accommodate eight carriages side by side.

The magic lampposts reserved on both sides of the street are neatly arranged, and a complete drainage system is buried underground.

In addition, the foundations of important buildings including the city hall, the magic academy, the blacksmiths' association, and the trade fair have all been completed.

In the distance, the city wall has been built with a base more than ten meters high, surrounding this magnificent city with a diameter of seven kilometers.

Every hundred meters, an arrow tower rises from the ground, and the city walls are equipped with numerous heavy artillery fortifications...

After Marita's deep gaze swept around, even with her extensive knowledge, she couldn't help but show a look of admiration.

"That's a really good plan..."

She said softly, "Once it is completed, this megacity will surely become the most prosperous city in the surrounding countries."

Cao Xing smiled and said, "From now on, you will be in full charge of the city's finances and commerce."

"Of course, after a few months, you don't need to work too hard. I will find someone else to take over your work."

Upon hearing this, Marita covered her face and chuckled again: "Lord Cao Xing, have you forgotten my strength?"

“I am also a seventh-level archmage, not some delicate noble lady.”

She proudly raised her chin, a gesture that made her look both mature and slightly playful.

"In addition, the potion you gave me yesterday has filled my body with vitality, as if I have inexhaustible energy."

Cao Xing paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Alright, just remember to stop working immediately if you feel uncomfortable, understand?"

He paused, then added, "By the way, this is also an order."

Marita blinked and slowly said, "This humble woman obeys..."

The wind on the city wall brushed against their hair, freezing this moment of tenderness in the morning light.

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After inspecting the construction progress of the outer city, Cao Xing helped Marita back to their residence.

He himself came to the center of the territory alone and summoned the Lightfeather Chicken 'Buoyancy'.

A soft light emanated from afar, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings.

"Giggle~ giggle~"

The clear chirping sound came from afar.

Before long, a Light Feather Chicken, covered in white feathers and surrounded by a faint white light, flew to Cao Xing.

Since breaking through to the Hero level, the white crest on its head has also changed.

It's like a crown adorning its head, showing a clear trend of becoming the king of chickens.

Looking at the spirited pet, Cao Xing said, "Fuli, come here, use Purifying Light on me a few times."

The curse on him, "The Gaze of the Mother of the North Wind," is a demigod-level curse, which even legendary-level powerhouses find difficult to touch.

But the glabrous chicken is different.

Although it is currently only a level 100 hero-level creature, its command skill [Purifying Light] can purify negative status effects across a major level.

With the added benefit of talent, purification can even be achieved across two major stages.

We had already experienced how powerful the Lightfeather Chicken's purifying power was before.

Therefore, Cao Xing had high expectations for it.

At the same time, upon hearing its master's command, Buoyancy immediately stood tall and proud, appearing exceptionally spirited.

It gently flapped its wings and floated in mid-air.

The next moment, a pure light condensed in front of it.

"Giggle~"

With a clear cry, the ball of pure light fell directly on Cao Xing.

The light, like flowing water, enveloped his entire body.

"Chichi...chichi..."

A corrosive sound rang out, and plumes of black smoke rose from Cao Xing's head and gradually dissipated.

He felt his body relax, as if some kind of cold, sticky force had dissipated, and even his breathing became easier.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Cao Xing's lips: "It really works!"

"Although this curse is very stubborn, it may take dozens or even hundreds of times to completely remove it."

"But it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time now anyway."

So he looked at buoyancy and said, "Continue."

This chicken is usually lazy and gluttonous; without sufficient incentives, no one can rouse it.

But it dared not disobey its master's orders in any way.

And so, every minute, Fuli used the [Purifying Light] to expel the curse aura from Cao Xing.

After releasing its energy for an hour, the chicken was exhausted and its mental energy was greatly depleted.

Its feathers had become dull, and its wings drooped limply.

Even so, the buoyancy did not dare to stop for even a moment.

After a short rest, he mustered his strength and continued casting spells.

However, after Cao Xing fed it more than a dozen drops of [top-grade tree sap], Fuli immediately perked up!
Its pure white light surged again, clearly indicating that it had recovered a significant amount of its spiritual energy.

Then, it worked even harder to cast the [Purification Light] on Cao Xing.

And so, after nearly three hours of purification, the last wisp of black smoke was forced out of Cao Xing's body.

In mid-air, a hideous face seemed to appear, staring at Cao Xing with resentment.

Then it vanished into thin air.

A system prompt appears.

[Successfully lifted the demigod-level curse: 'The Gaze of the Mother of the North Wind']

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Cao Xing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

He patted Fuli's already wilted head and smiled, "You've worked hard. I'll have someone give you a special meal tonight."

Upon hearing this, the listless pheasant's eyes lit up, and its feathers regained their luster.

It kept giggling and circling around Cao Xing, showing no signs of fatigue whatsoever.

Cao Xing smiled and shook his head helplessly.

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at the same time.

In the distant kingdom of the North Wind.

Today, this vast snowfield was hit by a massive blizzard.

The howling wind, carrying snowflakes, raged across the land, as if trying to engulf the entire world.

Visibility for ordinary people dropped to less than ten meters, and even the most cold-resistant snow wolves huddled in their dens, shivering.

Beneath a city now reduced to ruins and completely buried in snow, lies a depth of ten thousand meters...

Here lies a dark space, surrounded by twelve colossal bronze pillars engraved with ancient runes.

The pillar was wrapped with chains as thick as bowls, as if sealing away some indescribable, terrifying entity.

"Click..."

Faintly, the sound of chains being dragged could be heard, and the runes on the bronze pillar emitted a faint glow.

The next moment, two large, bright red lanterns suddenly lit up in this dark space.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that they are not lanterns at all, but rather two enormous vertical-pupiled dragon eyes!
Those eyes held boundless rage and deep-seated resentment, as if they wanted to devour and destroy everything!
In the reflection of the dragon's eyes, one could vaguely see the figure of a human disappearing.

A chilling, sinister voice rang out: "Roar... Damn it... You actually lifted my curse!"

"I'm going to eat you! I'll chew you up piece by piece!"

"I will avenge Lan'er!! Avenge Kai!"

It appeared unusually violent, as if it had fallen into a bizarre state of madness!
As it moved, gales howled for hundreds of kilometers around, causing the earth to tremble violently, and the snow on the ground to rise and fall like ocean waves.

It was as if even heaven and earth were responding to its rage.

This sealed creature is showing clear signs of going out of control.

Just then, a golden beam of light descended from the endless darkness overhead.

The beam of light, like a divine punishment descending from the heavens, reached the depths of hell, illuminating this sealed land that no one dared to set foot in.

Amidst the golden light, the terrifying figure of the monster gradually came into view.

It was a green dragon that was nearly a thousand meters long, with a translucent emerald color and a terrifying aura emanating from its body!

The long, slender dragon neck was covered with layers upon layers of crystalline scales, each scale a solidified eye of a hurricane, within which one could see tiny vortices constantly rotating. The enormous dragon head grew three pairs of backward-curving crystalline horns, the horns covered with spiraling wind-eroded patterns, and two bluish-white whiskers fluttered from its lower jaw.

The green wind dragon stared at the golden light, its blood-red pupils radiating an increasingly intense killing intent that was almost tangible.

"You hypocrites, you actually dare to come looking for me? I'll tear you to pieces!"

With its sound, it emitted waves of invisible wind, causing the entire sealed space to tremble continuously.

From within the golden light, an aged voice rang out: "Mother of the North Wind, be still."

These four simple words contained immense pressure, weakening even the raging wind dragon's aura.

Those huge, scarlet dragon eyes stared intently at the beam of light, as if trying to see something clearly.

Under its gaze, a clergyman dressed in a platinum robe, holding a law book in his left hand and wearing a holy emblem on his chest, slowly walked out.

A pure, divine light emanated from him, like a torch illuminating all darkness.

When she saw the face of this slightly elderly clergyman, the Mother of the North Wind's pupils suddenly contracted!
"Damn it! It's you!"

"It was you who gave me that strange rune stone back then, which drove me into this crazy state. I'm only lucid for less than five minutes a day!"

"Roar--!!!"

The wind dragon let out a space-shattering roar: "I will tear you to pieces!!!"

However, the white-haired old man did not make a move in the face of this earth-shattering roar.

The hurricane whipped up by the dragon's wings didn't even stir the hem of his clothes.

He uttered again softly, "Quiet."

An invisible golden light burst forth from the magic book in his hand and landed on the wind dragon.

The next moment, the Mother of the North Wind froze as if struck by lightning, her massive dragon body convulsing in pain, and the sealing chains emitted a grating grinding sound.

As the wind dragon struggled against the pain, it growled resentfully, "If I were in my prime, I could kill a creature like you with a single swipe of my claw!"

"How could I allow you to humiliate me like this!"

The clergyman replied calmly, "You're right. It's precisely because we value your combat prowess that the Vatican is keeping you alive."

"Although that dragon rune stone keeps you in a state of irrationality, it also maintains the chaotic divine power within you."

"Other demigods would have exploded and died after the divine fire was lost."

"You should be grateful to the Vatican, not resentful, right?"

His voice was calm, yet it seemed to possess a special magic that could subconsciously calm people down.

The violently heaving chest of the wind dragon gradually calmed down, and it soon fell silent.

The clergy seized the opportunity and took a step forward.

The scriptures on the holy robes glowed faintly, and a deep voice asked, "Mother of the North Wind, are you filled with resentment and consumed by the rage of revenge?"

"Of course! I can't wait to rush over there and tear that otherworldly lord to shreds and turn his territory to dust!"

The air around the wind dragon twisted with rage, forming countless tiny vacuum vortexes.

Upon hearing its reply, the clergyman smiled knowingly: "In that case, our Vatican is willing to give you this opportunity."

"I brought the sacred relic, the Ancient Fire, from the Holy See. It can not only rekindle your divine fire but also restore you to your peak strength."

"Combined with the dragon rune stone on your body, you will become the most powerful being below the gods."

As he finished speaking, he took out a crystal casket from under his robes, within which golden holy flames flickered.

Upon seeing this divine fire that seemed capable of purifying all the filth in the world, a longing appeared in the wind dragon's scarlet pupils!
"They even possess a sacred artifact like the [Ancient Fire Seed], is this the true depth of the Holy See?"

It was also well aware of how precious this spark was.

It is said that in ancient times, before the environment of the four continents became so harsh, a powerful god fell, and the remaining divine fire was left behind.

The power it contains is truly magical, capable of rekindling the divine fire.

However, even though the wind dragon had lost its mind, it still did not immediately agree.

Instead, he asked warily, "These guys from your Vatican are hypocritical and cunning. I've already learned my lesson the hard way."

"I don't believe you would be so kind."

"Tell me, what are the conditions for giving me the [Ancient Fire]?"

The clergyman's aged face relaxed, revealing a compassionate yet undeniable smile: "Join our Church and become one of our battle beasts."

Upon hearing this request, Fenglong was silent for a moment before letting out a resolute roar: "Your Holy See wants to enslave me? Absolutely not!"

The other party seemed to have anticipated its reaction, and replied calmly, "If you do not accept, you will be imprisoned in this desolate land forever, decaying in madness and pain."

"Forget about revenge, even the last vestige of dignity will be worn away by time."

"Mother of the North Winds, are you sure you want this?"

The Wind Dragon scoffed, "Mere imprisonment? I'm used to it!"

"The day I break free, I will make you all pay the price!"

Seeing that it remained unmoved, the clergyman remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly said, "If... I were to say that the Holy See possesses the power to allow you to break through to the realm of gods..."

Will you say yes?

Upon hearing this, Fenglong fell silent for a moment again.

Then… with an incredulous look on his face, he asked, “Make me… break through to the power of a god?”

"How can this be!?"

At this moment, it seemed to realize something, and its dragon eyes suddenly narrowed: "Your Pope... has awakened?"

The clergyman still wore that unfathomable smile.

He nodded gently and said, "The Holy See has returned."

"The Papacy is about to make a full comeback, and soon the entire Western Continent will usher in a new order."

"All darkness, all blasphemers, will vanish into thin air under the glory of the Holy See!"

As he spoke, a sacred and vast pillar of light shot into the sky, illuminating an area spanning thousands of miles.

The wind and snow in the sky were driven away, and even the clouds were dyed gold.

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the other side.

A desolate, uninhabited area.

Four figures shrouded in distorted light and shadow stood in the center of a lord's territory in another world.

On the left, a woman in a long robe leaned lazily against a broken stone pillar, emanating wisps of pale pink smoke.

Her eyes, with their fleeting glances, seemed to evoke the most primal desires of all living beings.

On the right, a young man with a sinister face crossed his arms, his face covered with dark purple markings.

The patterns writhed like living things, occasionally conjuring up distorted, nightmarish images.

In the center, a semi-transparent figure floated silently.

His outline was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, and with each breath he caused a subtle tremor in the surrounding space, and afterimages kept appearing.

In addition, there is a life form that is constantly changing into various forms.

Sometimes He transforms into a beautiful young girl, sometimes into a hunched old woman, and sometimes into a hunting dog with its head bowed in search.

These four beings possessed distinctly different auras, yet all radiated an aura far surpassing that of legends.

The woman in the long robe stroked her hair and let out a seductive laugh: "Hehe~ 'Echo' and 'Thousand Faces' are here, now we only need to find 'Rotten' and 'Weapon'."

Beside him, the God of Nightmare asked in a low, somewhat impatient voice, "When do we begin our operation?"

"I can't wait to drag that damned guy into my nightmares!"

The woman chuckled softly, pink mist swirling around her fingertips: "Don't rush, that little guy is no ordinary person."

"I've heard that several more legends have recently joined his territory..."

The God of Nightmares sneered and said disdainfully, "What are a few legends?"

"For this operation, we have gathered a full four demigods and more than a dozen legends."

"Why be so cautious when dealing with this little guy who hasn't even ignited his divine fire?"

The woman smiled meaningfully and remained silent.

Beside them, the God of Echoes suddenly emitted overlapping sounds.

"He...is not...an ordinary...lord..."

Each word produced three echoes in the air.

"The Vatican... is also... paying attention..."

Beside him, the God of a Thousand Faces suddenly transformed into a dark shadow, emitting a chilling chewing sound: "The Papacy...those hypocrites!"

"Let's just swallow them all up!"

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(End of this chapter)