Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 479 The war is over
Boom!

As the last weak storm lightning descended from the sky, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the hurricane that originally covered the sky also began to gradually subside.

The power of the storm is gradually weakening at this moment.

In the camps and ships on the snow and ice, the portals of the Church of the Storm slowly closed amid the incredulous gazes of the believers, leaving them with no way to retreat.

"No... No! This is impossible!"

Bishop Storm noticed this at the first moment. After a moment of stunned silence, his heart was suddenly filled with turmoil and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Then he reacted and began to pray to the Lord of Storms in horror, with a glimmer of hope still in his heart.

"Almighty God...cleanse the incarnation of sin and darkness...I pray that you will respond to me..."

However, no matter how he prayed, the oracle that he had been so confident of before did not come down again.

This made him feel desperate, and he hurriedly took out the blessing of the Lord of Storms, trying to use it to escape and seek the last way to survive.

But soon, the stone-carved Storm Blessing was swallowed up by a blue flame, burning up along with his last bit of hope, leaving no trace of light.

"Storm..."

"You abandoned us..."

The Storm Bishop muttered to himself, his arms drooping weakly, and he fell to his knees in disbelief.

It's not just him.

Some of the more perceptive believers also noticed this at this moment, and they were immediately confused.

"Zhuxin Island...really won?!"

Palen and several of his companions in the player group were extremely shocked.

Thanks to his previous "fame", naturally many players knew him, so they did not attack him and his companions.

The players were also a little surprised, but soon, with the arrival of prompts, they knew the reason.

[Attention! The hostile Storm Church has abandoned this base, and this large-scale war in the region has been won! ]

[Killing hostile plot characters will no longer earn war contributions, and capturing plot characters will be counted toward the war contributions of all participating players. ]

[Death penalty protection has been cancelled. 】

Won!

After seeing such a result, most players naturally cheered excitedly.

This battle could indeed be described as exhilarating; such a huge battlefield allowed them to experience something they had never experienced before.

This made them not even bother to pay attention to those believers who had lost their fighting spirit, and they just started a heated discussion.

"Damn, we just surrounded the Hanging Sun Frost Tower in the center, and we won without even breaking in. Isn't that a bit hasty?"

"Who cares? It's fun and it's over."

"Haha, I have collected enough contribution to buy the Gift of Spiritual Candle!"

"Lingzhu's technical ability is really amazing. How many people are on the same screen? Damn, there's no end in sight. At least tens of thousands, right? The server didn't even crash..."

"Fuck, why is the fight over?"

"Fuck, I only contributed less than 100 war contributions, what can I get in return!"

"I can't stand it anymore. Every time I revive, I get killed by the breath of this Corrupted Frost Breath. I spend most of the time running away after fighting for a long time! What the hell!"

"It's hard, but this is the real battlefield. Luck is also important."

Some people expressed their inner emotions, some praised Lingzhu's technical ability, and some players complained to others about their unfortunate experiences.

Of course, there are also players who have their eyes on the believers of the Church of the Storm in front of them.

"Hey, don't resist anymore. You have no reinforcements left. Just surrender if you know better. We will kill those of you who have made no contribution."

"Why would you compete with this stupid NPC? Just give them a shock attack and they will behave themselves."

"..."

The players' attempts to persuade others to surrender were plain and simple, with some hot-tempered guys even ready to beat people up.

Fortunately, not all players were impulsive. Some players with higher prestige stepped forward to stop the situation and persuaded them gently, and by chance, a good cop and a bad cop situation came into being.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" "Storm will win!"

However, there were still some church believers who refused to believe in the evil and launched a final frantic attack, but they were quickly beaten to ashes by the players.

"You idiot, how much does the Lord of Storms pay you per month? Why are you risking your life for that?"

"Really no contribution to the war? Never mind. I'm leaving now."

The purpose of these crazy believers may be to make players confirm that killing NPCs will indeed not give any contribution.

When the other believers, who were companions, saw this scene, they couldn't help but stop what they were doing and turned their gazes to their leaders, the only remaining storm bishops.

The Storm Bishops also turned their eyes to the Storm Bishop at the central station.

The leading Storm Bishop also seemed to notice the gazes of his men.

He stood up in a daze, and just as he was about to speak, his body underwent an abnormal and terrifying change.

“Oh… uh… ahhhh—”

As if because he had lost some kind of force suppressing him, the power under his bandaged arm suddenly began to spread throughout his body, causing him to scream in extreme pain.

Wow.

The rotten and festering flesh began to fall off, and the bones only held on for a little while before falling to the ground.

The tragic scene is really chilling.

"The bishop told him...what happened..."

The believers could not see the specific situation, they could only hear the painful screams.

"What is this guy doing?"

"I don't know, maybe he's having a seizure."

"Ah, maybe it's time to open the Sharingan."

"Go away, you're playing with the spirit candle without sending Ninja Scrolls."

"Tsk, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You guys are killing me, this is too abstract."

Of course, not all players are playing in the abstract, there are also candle experts who know the inside story.

"This Storm Bishop seems to have used the power of 'corruption' before, and now... is it backfired?"

"Before, this guy was fine even though he was shaking off the pus, why is he suddenly having an attack now?"

"I don't know. Let's wait and see. Maybe there's a boss to fight."

In full view.

Apart from anything else, this Storm Bishop was also a ruthless man. After feeling the abnormality in his arm, he gritted his teeth and chanted a prayer without hesitation. The sharp blade swept across and quickly cut off most of the arm.

But it seems to be a futile effort.

The corruption seemed to have already penetrated deep into his bones, continuing to spread from the wound, gradually crawling towards his heart.

This made Bishop Storm suddenly feel desperate.

But at this moment, the blue candle power rose up and fell directly on his broken arm.

After a moment, the power of decay was completely stripped away, and after losing nutrients, it began to disappear rapidly.

Rogge walked out of the candlelight and glanced at the Storm Bishop who had a painful look on his face.

"The storm cannot corrupt, but your flesh and blood cannot resist."

"Without His suppression, the power that does not belong to you will devour you."

Rogge's words answered the doubts in the Storm Bishop's heart and proved that he had indeed become the Storm Lord's abandoned child.

"...Thank you for your rescue."

The Storm Bishop stood up with a pale face. After a bitter smile, he turned to look at his other subordinates and sighed.

"Surrender...it's over."

(End of this chapter)