Chapter 511: Chapter 309 : Bustard, Let Go of That Little Lolita... Little Fox, let me come in! (6.4k) _1Diitus was utterly astonished.

    In that black tide capable of devouring everything, any surviving entity had to be at least a Tier Five powerhouse, or possess epic-level equipment or materials.

    As the golden-green glow receded, it seemed to outline a petite humanoid figure within the black tide, resembling a girl.

    A person?

    But there were no longer any Tier Five beings in this city.

    Count Ismure was presumed dead, being merely a Tier Four sublimated person. After a successful ambush by their own people, and despite the release of a distress spell tag, it was quickly disrupted by their well-coordinated efforts.

    The power supplied by the Divine Tree was also severed by the influence from the Disaster.

    So, after a nightlong stalemate, Count Ismure, unable to harness Divine Tree Power, could only watch as the ceremony of the bishop-in-waiting was completed, bringing forth the precursor of the Flood Disaster. The emergence of the precursor of Flood Disaster Waterlit devastated the Ismure Divine Tree from within, causing the True Canon to disappear as well.

    After being engulfed by the Flood, the outcome was evident.

    Everyone swallowed by the Flood would have their Yuan Su entirely sealed, and even Tier Four Transcendents were no exception. Under the Origin Disaster, all beings are equal.

    At least Diitus was certain that at that time, Count Ismure had no other contingencies; after all, the very wife who betrayed him, whom he cherished deeply, was one of their own and the key enabler for the bishop-in-waiting to arrange the advancement ceremony in the city.

    Now, having single-handedly invoked the precursor of the Flood, the bishop-in-waiting could be said to have bypassed the Tier Four ’Erosive Waters’ and reached the threshold of the Tier Five ’Black Tide Disaster’.

    Diitus shifted his gaze from the inexplicable light and looked at the mysterious man beside him wearing a monocle over his left eye.

    Why would the Church of Truth’s Pope possess such a technique? This was something even the great churches that worshipped the Origin Disaster and had a history of ten thousand years could not achieve.

    He seemed to have said he was the 58th Pope of the Church of Truth? Sear?h the n??el Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    The history of his church should be shorter than theirs...

    Wait a minute.

    Truth... if one looks back at some ancient texts, there have been descriptions of ’truth’ even in the distant past.

    Now the Archbishop of the Disaster Church suddenly felt wary.

    Who exactly are these people?

    "What’s the matter, Archbishop Diitus?"

    Ande nudged his monocle and, without blinking an eye, stared ahead at the anomaly that appeared in the Black Tide. "Aren’t you going to check out what that is? What’s the use of looking at me?"

    "There is no need for us to go over there,"

    Diitus said, smiling as he turned his head, "Our newly promoted bishop will naturally go and investigate."

    He temporarily hid his suspicion of this man in his heart.

    Regardless, their current objective was the same. Since they were unable to conquer Emerald City on their own, uniting their strength was indeed necessary. After that, it would be up to each individual’s capabilities to take the city.

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    Halide Clan Adler was the bishop-elect of the Disaster Church.

    Of course, now he could be considered a bishop.

    Because the ’lesser precursor’ he summoned became a ’precursor,’ the feedback of power from the Origin Disaster was considerable, enabling him to break through the Tier Four barrier and become a near step into Tier Five ’Black Tide Disaster.’

    It was only ’near’ because the necessary materials had yet to arrive and further supplementation was needed.

    As an emissary of natural disasters, an apostle of the Origin Disaster, Halide could to some extent guide the force of the Origin Disaster, allowing the Black Tide to engulf those towns.

    However, Halide had no such intentions for the time being.

    A destroyed city held no value for the elves anymore.

    Logically, the precursors of the Origin Disaster should not expand easily; the elves must be watching the situation unfold. As long as the precursor of the Flood remained in place, the elves would not risk venturing here.

    This was why he refrained from directing the Black Tide to ravage at will. If the elves of Emerald City became desperate, they also had the courage to confront the Origin Disaster.

    "Hmm? What’s that?"

    Halide was momentarily stunned by a sudden flash of light within the Flood.

    If Count Ismure had died, who else could be surviving here?

    Halide stepped upon the Black Tide, heading toward the source of the radiance.

    The tide slowly parted, revealing the true form of the figure hidden within.

    A Variant fox species girl, clutching her tail, was curled up inside a golden-green spherical barrier. Leaves grew on the barrier, emitting a warm green light—clearly, it was these leaves and the golden barrier that had resisted the erosive Black Tide.

    Halide’s eyes lit up.

    Could it be some sort of extremely precious defensive Yuan Qi?

    When one’s luck arrives, they can find treasures simply by stooping as they walk.

    Ande, from a distance, also saw the scene unfolding here.

    He frowned and said, "That thing doesn’t feel like a Yuan Qi to me... Hmm?"

    There seemed to be something in the southern sky heading this way.

    Was that... an airship?

    Has someone noticed what’s happening here and dared to join the fray, unafraid of death?

    Wait, coming from the south?

    Isn’t there only a few cities to the south? Three hundred kilometers away is the ocean, and those cities are mere small towns—could they possibly produce someone confident enough to face the Origin Disaster?