"Finally, what was meant to come has come."

Lette stood atop the mountain with Emily and others, gazing at the beast tide rushing from the northwest, his expression solemn.

Since Scarlett reported the abnormal fluctuations of Dark Energy to him, Lette had been preparing for this possible beast tide.

Everyone was deeply shocked by the boundless beast tide.

Emily instinctively drew out her Holy Artifact·Crowbar: "In this situation, do we really not need to take action?

Although it might cause quite a commotion, I think I can still handle it."

"Individuals corroded by Dark Corrosion initially suffer physical damage. But those who have been affected for a long time will show signs of soul corrosion."

Emily was taken aback: "Suddenly, what did you say?"

Lette smiled slightly: "I explained it to you before, didn't I? Why do gods need the Power of Faith, do you remember any of it?"

Emily looked a bit embarrassed, her eyes darting around: "I remember, of course I remember, but... this and that, I'm not very good at expressing it."

Lette looked at her sideways: "Do you remember you're a mage? I see lately your Beast's Soul is starting to take the lead."

Jenny, who was beside them, spoke up: "Gods gather the Power of Faith to condense Divine Power, right."

Lette's gaze returned to the approaching beast tide: "The so-called Power of Faith, the truly valuable part of it, is the Soul Shards of believers.

The fervent and pious worship of believers causes their souls to produce certain targeted shards, which are eventually captured by the Divine, transforming into their power.

Gods rely on this faith to establish their Divine Foundation, condense their Divine, shape their Divine Soul, and ascend the altar.

Faith is the foundation of gods.

Of course, there are also some powerful beings who prefer to strengthen their own souls rather than collecting faith.

But in the end, Divine Power and soul are closely related."

At this point, Lette pointed at Emily and Jenny: "You two are witches, so you should be able to clearly sense the difference between Fairy Tale Elements Power and Witch Power.

But as the seven lords of the Fairy Tale Kingdom, you also know that the so-called Witch Power is actually derived from Fairy Tale Elements Power, along with different creatures from various planes' thoughts and beliefs in fairy tale stories, eventually spawning success.

This process is like fermenting grains and fruits into wine."

"So..."

Jenny still looked puzzled: "What's the connection between this and the beast tide?"

Lette's eyes gradually turned cold: "You should know about the gods shepherding All Realms of the Mortal World.

They meticulously shepherd world after world to harvest the Power of Faith from the wise beings in these worlds, namely the Soul Shards.

To be fair, this method, though slow, is understandable.

But this world does not have shepherding; instead, a god uses extremely dangerous and mad methods to obtain more benefits.

If we say those Main Gods in the Divine Realm who constantly shepherd are nomadic gods,

then I would define the god of this world as an agrarian god.

It's just that he's doing something as barbarous as slash-and-burn agriculture."

This time, the two witches were shocked.

Emily pointed at the nearing beast tide, full of disbelief, and asked.

"You're saying this is the work of gods?"

"What's there to be surprised about? People have good and bad; naturally, gods do too."

Lette extended a finger, drawing in the air: "Extracting Soul Shards of wise beings through faith is inefficient, cumbersome to operate, and the cycle is long.

Even for a being like a god, whose lifespan has no limit, it can sometimes be boring.

This god, using Dark Corrosion, something like a curse or disease, forcibly infects and plunders people's souls.

It operates like squeezing oil, maximizing its own benefits.

Except that the people of this world are living in dire straits.

Moreover, based on the information provided by Aloe, I can roughly deduce his plan.

These beast tides shoulder the task of spreading plague, surging out from the divine forsaken land every ten years, completing the harvest, plowing, and seeding at the fastest speed.

Some people, known as nobles, have high walls and strong cities, naturally unworried.

In fact, these people are seeds to prevent human extinction.

The ordinary people stranded outside the city, without refuge, are the targets of harvest and selection.

Those who cannot be infected by Dark Corrosion are killed by the beast hordes.

Individuals who can be infected will survive amid the beast tide but will become hosts of Dark Corrosion, having their souls harvested at all times,

until their souls can no longer bear it, coinciding with individual Death.

This is why, in the eyes of ordinary people, this disease is terminal, incurable.

Once it drags on for too long, the soul is hollowed out, even if the disease is expelled, the damage is irreparable."

Lette's explanation made Emily grit her teeth: "This really is an evil god! Tell me, when should we take him down?"

Jenny wanted to persuade, but suddenly realized that these two indeed had the power to massacre gods, so she wisely chose to remain silent.

Lette waved a hand: "Don't speak of violence so easily; we are civilized people.

There are so many ways more cruel than Death, why choose the most pleasant end for him?

Of course, we need to find a way for him to pay for his crimes before taking him down."

Jenny tilted her head, looking at Lette, teasingly asking: "Didn't expect you to actually like to uphold justice?"

Lette sneered: "Justice? What I pursue is not something so superficial and variable.

I just hope things are as they originally should be. To ensure this, action must be taken."

Jenny nodded, chewing over Lette's words.

"For things to be as they originally should be..."

Jenny's gaze at Lette's profile grew resolute: "Truly reassuring... Hunter."

"Ah? What did you just call me?"

"Nothing, I was going to ask, with so many terrible Evil Beasts infused with Dark Corrosion Power, can those flower fields really stop them?"

Lette coldly laughed: "Of course, they may have the aid of Dark Corrosion, but my flowers and plants are also enhanced!"

With that, Lette raised his hand, fingers pointed to the sky.

"Praise the sun! In the name of Light!"

In an instant, the fierce faith accumulated in the Holy Mountain gathered at his fingertips, transforming into a large and blazing sphere of light, rising slowly amidst the devout worship of the believers.

The light illuminated the flowers and grasses!