CHAPTER 590: CHAPTER 398: SILENCE BAN

[Silence Ban]

[A magic that seals oneself and the surrounding people]

[This is a revised version made by the Shadow Sun, Dark Moon God Gwendolin, based on the Longdor Black Church’s miracle in his final moments. Even the most ordinary Ash can use it to seal Eldritch’s magic, but this War Ash carrier cannot withstand a second use]

[If this War Ash is used against other magicians, the user must be highly skilled in magic, and it has little effect on those more powerful]

Fingerley looked at the Magic Wand in his hand, suddenly remembering that Magic Wands can also have War Ash added to them.

"This thing looks very familiar..."

He almost instantly thought of [Topps Force Field], as if the Silence Ban was mentioned in the magic improvements of the White Wolf’s version of Topps Force Field in the image.

Compared to Topps Force Field, which even ordinary people can use, the Silence Ban seems to have extremely strict requirements on the user’s own abilities.

As a seasoned magic swordsman, Fingerley, who considers himself quite proficient in magic, aimed the Magic Wand at Aleya, who claimed to be a plant scholar but was actually a magician.

Then he found that he couldn’t use this War Ash on her, and even when he forced its power, it didn’t work, just gave him a headache.

And also a kind of urge to scratch his head.

If even he can’t use it, then who can? President Ceder? If he used this thing, it would be like self-destructing.

"It seems the main purpose of this War Ash is still to deal with Eldritch, just like Topps Force Field is to the Full Moon Queen." he muttered to himself.

Aleya rarely spoke, with a bit of frustration in her tone.

"Isn’t Sain Dungeon’s targeting of magicians a bit over the top...."

As soon as she said this, a joyful atmosphere immediately filled the air.

Matilda went to check the contents of other treasure chests. Only the Silence Ban could seal the extra Dark Moon magic of Eldritch, the opponent itself was still very difficult to deal with.

That said, why didn’t Gwendolin use the Silence Ban against the Eating God and Shalivan?

Images of Pope Shalivan wielding his double Great Swords — one of which is even a Special Large Sword — and Eldritch devouring everything appeared in her mind...

Well, these two don’t seem to be proper magic users, and the Silence Ban would have been useless against them during the Royal City siege.

The item in the first treasure chest is called [Deep Moss Ball], temporarily increasing the user’s resistance to depth.

Another chest contained [Explosive Fire Oil], which grants a strong fire element enchantment to weapons. Whispering, this thing was actually Gong Qiying’s renaming of [Meisemor Fire Grease].

Another chest even only contained a few large souls.

"No items that can decisively change the battle situation?"

These three types of items can only provide support, the real victory still depends on the adventurer’s own strength.

The most precious must be the Silence Ban.

Fingerley stood up, slinging the Magic Wand over his back, and said: "Let’s go, challenging the enemy with only our power will only waste the Silence Ban."

In other words, it’s time to gather reinforcements!

Besides, Fingerley was very curious to see what reaction his live broadcast would spark outside.

Is everyone now revitalized and energetic again?

Return to the bonfire, teleport to the Fire Transmission Ceremony, and pass through the Teleportation Gate.

When he saw what was happening outside, Fingerley’s mouth dropped open.

"I (a type of plant)..."

In front of him was a scene comparable to Guangzhou’s no-holds-barred fighting tournament.

The adventurers were passionately fighting together, with some landing over ten blows in a second!

"What, what’s going on here?"

Even Matilda was surprised, expecting a hero’s welcome with cheers at least once they appeared.

But everyone seemed immersed in the fighting tournament, unable to attend to their group.

After watching for a while, he finally understood, this wasn’t a fight among adventurers, but them uniting against another group that was beaten up.

The ones being chased, running away pathetically, acting the role of the fleeing man, were the Holy Light Knights and believers.

"Captain, should we stop them..."

"Good fight! Hit him hard on the nose!"

Before Matilda finished speaking, she saw Fingerley excitedly punching the air, quickly jumping into the crowd to blend with the masses, instinctively knowing the Holy Light Church had come to cause trouble and got countered, it was time to hit a drowning dog!

"Captain..."

Matilda was speechless, then suddenly laughed after a few seconds.

This is the spirit of the captain she knows, the Dark Moon Swords she remembers.

Why frown, everyone should enjoy and have fun!

With this in mind, she launched Hell’s March.

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"Holy Light Knight Captain Hade got beaten into a pig’s head, Holy Light Church protested... Do you have any ideas?"

Midnight, after the Dungeon closed, at Bed City’s adventurer’s guild.

Notable adventurers gathered, and sounds of excitement came from outside, like a crowd shouting and yelling.

President Ceder sat at the end of the long table, hands crossed near his mouth, posing like a behind-the-scenes boss.

"Serves them right, they started the trouble," Luluwo said, feeding the small bat on her shoulder.

Dal shook his head, a look of satisfaction on his face after drinking blood, and said, "I just got back from a trip, didn’t see who started it, nothing to do with me."

Leon, eyes sharp as a torch, said directly, "President, put your hand down. Since you can’t suppress the corners of your mouth, just laugh heartily."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where do you see me laughing.....hahaha!"

Ceder finally couldn’t hold it in, slapped the table, and started to laugh loudly, triggering everyone else to laugh along.

Elsa looked at everyone and felt she should go along, so she forced a smile.

The reason everyone laughed was simple, because the Holy Light Church had been annoying them recently, and the Church was unlucky today.

Although it’s unknown why the Holy Light God suddenly manifested, the fact that it chose to appear in the city of Bed, the birthplace of Sain Dungeon, makes it clear they intend to suppress the rising new faith here, and the actions of the church members confirmed their suspicions.

These days, the Holy Light Church, besides heavily promoting Lica, this person blessed by the God, frequently showcasing the miracles of divine arts, also started to recruit newcomers aggressively. The news spread at an abnormally fast pace, almost overnight covering the entire nation, leading many to suspect there’s a story behind it.

The Holy Light believers across the country were celebrating, while other churches entered an unprecedented low, with not only Starfire and Dark Moon being suppressed, but the adventurers of Bed City were closest to these churches and could see most clearly.

Coincidentally, the adventurers had close ties with Sain, and Starfire and Dark Moon originated from Sain. Therefore, adventurers naturally had a fondness for these two churches.

Moreover, the fact that Sun Warriors and Dark Moon Sword truly did good deeds, while the Resurrection House run by the Holy Light Church had been increasingly poorly received, meant their popularity in Sain’s sphere of influence was significantly better than that of the Holy Light. When the news of Gwendolin’s death came out, people felt more pity for Dark Moon and dislike for the Holy Light that came to suppress.

Today, after the inspiring last words of Yurshika and Gwendolin emerged, the Dark Moon Swords regained their vitality, turning their grief into strength.

Listen, the chaos outside is their doing. Now people are sharpening their knives for Elderly — though most haven’t yet overcome this hurdle of the Pope.

Fingerley wasn’t at the meeting because he was maintaining order — after all, he was a top figure within the Dark Moon Sword.

"Alright, let’s start the vote then."

Ceder’s laughter gradually subsided, saying, "The Holy Light Church extended an olive branch to me, hoping we adventurers could support the Church’s actions, even with some vague threats implied. So, those willing to support the Holy Light Church, raise your hand."

In the entire room, more than thirty adventurers, none raised their hands.

"Those worried about offending the Holy Light Church, raise your hand."

Still, no one raised their hand.

"Now, those who want to help the Dark Moon Sword, raise your hand."

One arm after another was raised high.

Suddenly, an arm was lowered. Upon closer inspection, it was Luluwo pressing down Elsa’s arm, saying, "Don’t mess around, you’re not fit for combat now."

However, Elsa quickly raised her other arm, her eyes resolute.

"Very good!"

Ceder stood up, clenched his fist, and said:

"We’ll definitely help them tear Elderly to pieces!"

One has the feeling that while saying this, he actually replaced "Elderly" with "Holy Light Church" in his heart.

At the same time, Holy Light Church in Bed City.

"Ouch, ouch..."

In the secret chamber, Hade’s face was wrapped with bandages; though the wounds were healed with magic, he still felt a faint pain, refusing to take the bandages off.

"The pagan faith is more resilient than we imagined."

The bishop glanced at the Light God’s Right Arm beside him, the slightly fluctuating air, and said:

"I’ll apply to the archbishop for permission to use the armament once more, to create another divine blessing. Lica’s attraction alone is still not enough."

He looked at Hade again, opened his mouth but finally said nothing, and shifted his gaze to Albud and other high-level figures, asking:

"In your opinion, how can we bring these adventurers under our command?"

"Adventurers need benefits, so how about we give them enough benefits?"

"Impossible, the church needs people to create benefits, how can it be reversed!"

While everyone was arguing, Albud, who was always silent, suddenly spoke.

"Adventurers in Bed City rely most on Sain Dungeon, we might start with Sain."

The crowd quieted down, the bishop signaled for him to continue.

"If the church can accomplish something in Sain Dungeon that gains adventurers’ recognition, it could easily attract their goodwill, just as Starfire and Dark Moon have done."

"Then what do you think the church can do in that dungeon?"

Albud paused for a moment and said firmly:

"There is something, and it will surely enhance the church’s reputation."

"Oh? Tell us more."

The bishop, always trusting Albud, promptly asked.

The other’s mouth curved briefly before speaking:

"Have you heard of the underground maze in Lake Lienia?"

"It’s said there’s a section of the underground maze that’s dim and bleak, where people walking within feel an increasing psychological pressure."

"If one can withstand the pressure, their soul will be cleansed, possessing saintly virtues! To date, only a few have achieved this, and I believe it’s a great opportunity to showcase the faith depth of our church’s believers. Those cared for by the Holy Light God must be able to endure the pressure and obtain virtues!"

"We can use the transmission stone to livestream the process of our believers enduring hardships to gain virtues!"

Albud grinned.

"Surely we can show the public our deep faith and our God’s compassion for believers!"