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Chapter 37: The Appearance of the Abyss Demons

Inside the City Lord's Mansion.

Resia poured a cup of tea for the Winged girl, who was sitting nervously on the sofa, glancing anxiously at the pouring rain outside the window.

The little girl was quite polite, even in her anxiety, she took the cup with both hands and said thank you.

Resia returned to her seat on the other side, observing the restless Winged girl from a distance.

She was growing into a beauty, with golden hair, red eyes, and a white battle dress, though stained with a lot of mud.

Her hair was wet and she looked quite disheveled.

However, her pair of pure white wings remained smooth, and upon closer inspection, seemed to radiate a comforting light.

Pretty cool…

This was Resia's first time seeing a real Winged person, but she had heard of them many times.

More than a decade ago, the Winged people were a well-known anti-demon vanguard in the Hundred Clans Alliance.

Due to their high mobility and ability to see the ground clearly from thousands of meters in the air, the Winged people were known as natural scouts.

They made many great achievements in the anti-demon war. Although they couldn't compare to the Elves and other major clans, they were still an elite group with a good reputation.

Many people on the Rhode Continent often confused the Winged people with the Birdmen of the Beastman race.

In fact, there were quite a few differences between the two.

The Birdmen of the Beastman race included Eaglemen, Crowmen, Vulturemen…

The simplest distinction was that the Birdmen had wings of different sizes, colors, and shapes.

Moreover, their wings were not as special as those of the Winged people.

The wings of the Winged people were very magical. Generally speaking, they didn't get stained with dust or wet in the rain.

This allowed the Winged people to soar through the sky even in heavy rain.

The wings of the Winged people were as white as snow. According to Old Man Forbes, as long as the Winged people maintained a noble soul, their wings would remain pure forever.

Conversely, if a Winged person's soul fell and evil thoughts arose, their white feathers would instantly turn pure black.

This phenomenon was called Fallen Wings.

However, Fallen Wings had only occurred once in the history of the Winged people.

And that one time plunged the Winged people into the abyss, burdened them with endless infamy, and caused their decline.

During the Fourth Anti-Demon War, the Winged people were ordered to scout east of the Abyss, for the Mind Flayer army under the command of the Prideful King, Oreganos.

The Winged people sent out five thousand outposts. After a few days, they sent word that the plan was feasible.

The Hundred Clans Alliance's million-strong army crossed the Abyss and marched towards their destination, but as soon as they crossed the Abyss, they were surrounded by the Mind Flayer army.

In that battle, only a few thousand of the Hundred Clans Alliance's million-strong army escaped. The Dragons, Elves, Giants, Beastmen, and other major clans suffered heavy losses.

As a result, the Eastern Front completely collapsed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Mind Flayer army moved west out of the Abyss, advancing all the way to the Monster Mountains, nearly breaking through the Hundred Clans Alliance's defense line.

In the end, the Dragon Clan leader and the previous Elf Clan leader sacrificed their lives to barely hold on until reinforcements arrived from other fronts.

The root cause of that defeat, which nearly cost the Hundred Clans Alliance their lives, was the collective Fallen Wings of the five thousand Winged scouts.

At a critical moment, they defected to the demons and put on a good show in cooperation with the Mind Flayer army.

Although the Winged people tried their best to argue that the collective Fallen Wings of the five thousand Winged people must have been related to Oreganos, the furious clans would not listen to such explanations.

Since then, the Winged scouts were stripped of their status, and the entire clan was ostracized.

The Winged people were unwilling to accept this and took the initiative to go to the most dangerous front lines to prove themselves, but because of that incident, no one was willing to cooperate with them.

The Dwarves were also severely damaged and refused to continue providing the Winged people with bows and arrows.

As a result, after the end of the Fourth Anti-Demon War, the Winged people, who originally numbered hundreds of thousands, were left with less than five thousand.

Since then, the Winged people completely declined and disappeared from the Rhode Continent due to being ostracized by the Hundred Clans Alliance.

Now, their appearance in Blackwater City was reasonable.

Blackwater City was the closest area to the Abyss, in other words, it was very far from heaven and very close to the demons.

It was a truly undesirable place.

In addition, the Winged people had always longed to prove that their Fallen Wings were because of Oreganos, and to prove that some Winged people still had noble souls.

Hiding here, waiting for the day to prove themselves, was also reasonable.

But now it seemed…

They almost didn't have this chance.

Resia had no malice towards the Winged people. Old Man Forbes and Ian had always told her.

You can't kill a good person for making a mistake once, nor can you forgive a sinner for doing a good deed once.

More importantly, Resia didn't care.

Even if demons emerged from the Abyss in the Winged people's territory, Resia didn't care.

It would be better if they didn't come, but if they dared to come…

Resia believed that her omnipotent Lord Ian of the Dawn would teach these demons what it meant to be good neighbors.

"Sister Resia, please add some tea for Miss Haniya."

Suddenly, Layal's voice interrupted Resia's thoughts.

Looking up, she saw that this Winged girl was really anxious.

She gulped down the scalding tea, her little mouth turning red, but she still didn't care, glancing from time to time in the direction Freya had left.

"No, no, no, don't bother Sister Resia, I'm not thirsty."

The Winged girl, Haniya, waved her hands repeatedly, and then said:

"Archbishop Layal, when will His Holiness the Pope arrive?"

Layal's eyes flashed, and he comforted her:

"Don't worry, he should be here soon."

Haniya nodded, but she was still restless.

It had been more than half an hour since she escaped to ask for help, and she didn't know what was happening back at the clan…

"Miss Haniya, you seem to know a lot about our Dawn Church."

Perhaps to alleviate Haniya's anxiety, Resia sat over and spoke softly.

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In an instant, Haniya's face became full of piety, and her hands unconsciously clasped together.

"Yes, Sister Resia, I have been in Blackwater City recently, and I have personally witnessed the miracles performed by the Dawn Church and His Holiness the Pope time and time again."

"Witnessing the great Dawn bestow mercy, witnessing the poor citizens of Blackwater City living a good life under the light of the Dawn."

"I am also a devout believer in the Dawn. Like others, I firmly believe that only the great Dawn can drive out the demons and bring hope."

"It's just that I haven't been accepted yet…"

Speaking of this, Haniya paused, and then quickly waved her hands.

"Sorry, I didn't deliberately hide my identity and shamelessly seek the blessings of the Dawn."

"It's just… Bishop Layal, you should know the reputation of our Winged people…"

Layal raised his hand to interrupt Haniya and said softly:

"It doesn't matter, the Dawn will not blame you. Believing in the Dawn means being His child. Fame, wealth, power… the Dawn doesn't care. He can see your piety."

"Thank you, Bishop Layal."

Haniya wiped the corners of her eyes with emotion, and then said:

"After witnessing the miracle yesterday, I was enlightened by Father Matthew and rushed back to the clan, hoping to bring everyone in the clan to follow the Dawn."

"We originally planned to come together today, but the Abyss suddenly…"

Speaking of this, Haniya became anxious again, and small pearls were brewing in her eyes.

"Don't panic, Miss Haniya."

Resia patted her shoulder gently.

"Since you are a child of the Dawn, you must firmly believe that as long as the Dawn is here, and His Holiness the Pope is here, the sky will not fall."

"Yes! Sister Resia!"

As soon as she finished speaking, hurried and steady footsteps came from the stairs.

"His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"

Freya took the lead in walking down, shouting loudly. In an instant, the high-level members of the entire Dawn Church in the room stood up and placed one hand on their chest.

In front of outsiders, the Pope's face was related to the Dawn Church's prestige.

This kind of ritual could not be broken.

Of course, the effect was also very useful.

After seeing the familiar corner of the Pope's miter in gold and white, and feeling Ian's aura slowly approaching.

This kind of emotion of being in close contact with the supreme Pope of the Dawn Church, and the sense of security that instantly settled in her heart.

Suddenly, Haniya couldn't hold back anymore, and small pearls fell down in strings.

She rushed to Ian in three steps and fell to the ground, wailing like a child.

"Your Holiness the Pope, please save the Winged people!"

Layal also quickly stepped forward and whispered the situation of the Winged people to Ian in a concise manner.

One of us!

Ian's face became even more gentle, and he raised his hand to help Haniya up.

"I understand your intention."

"Protecting every child of the Dawn is also my duty."

"Now, please calm down and tell me in detail about the current situation."

"The number, types, and commanding officer of the demons, as well as the terrain of the Eastern Rift Valley area."

Ian stretched out his hand and pressed it on Haniya's shoulder, his eyes gentle and full of divinity.

For some reason, being stared at by this kind of gaze, all of Haniya's anxiety vanished in an instant.

"Don't be afraid, the Dawn is always here."