Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 474 - 412 Desperate Battle_1

Chapter 474: Chapter 412 Desperate Battle_1

He soon patched himself up haphazardly. Although he survived, he had been so twisted by the power of corruption that he shakily rose from the ground and became a new servant of Moando.

After entering the dense forest, Luna could only run at half her original speed.

But this environment affected the Blasting Beetles even more significantly.

Without the Forest Stride special ability of the Half-Moon Colt, the vines and trees did not actively clear a path for them.

Their own instability meant that they would explode on contact, forcing them to tread carefully in the dense forest, drastically reducing their speed, and helplessly watching the Half-Moon Colt carry Regina into the depths of the forest.

Hou!

The Divine Root let out a frustrated roar.

The army of Blasting Beetles, which had filled the sky like clouds, flew back and burrowed into its gaping mouth before once again entering an attacking state.

It no longer made futile attempts but instead was ready to carry out its previous scheme, forcing the Half-Moon Colt to confront it willingly or capturing her with the help of those humans to present her to itself.

To survive, those intelligent beings could do anything.

Seeing the Divine Root recall all the Blasting Beetle forces, Regina and the Half-Moon Colt became restless once again. They peeked out of the dense forest and circled around the Divine Root, their provocative demeanor unmistakable.

The Divine Root ignored them, continuing on its way with its head down, clearly confident in its own size.

Even if the Half-Moon Colt possessed the power to resist corruption, it was far from enough to threaten it.

Unless a Natural Deity descended as a Saint, even then, they could at most repel it, not utterly kill it.

Having opposed the gods for many years with Moando, the Pet Servant knew well that these deities were not as omnipotent as legends suggested; they were bound by higher rules.

The best proof was the en masse demotion of gods to the mortal realm last year.

Since then, the rules related to the gods had undergone numerous changes, placing greater restrictions on them.

Their difficulty in personally descending was greater, and they could only use Saint incarnations—they couldn’t descend of their own accord, only by invitation.

In such a state, they struggled to unleash their full power; furthermore, any injury could even affect their true form.

The gods were also a group of selfish beings; without sufficient benefit, they wouldn’t take such a risk.

Moreover, he had prepared a surprise for the gods’ incarnations. Whether they would kill him, be captured and corrupted by him, was still a matter for debate.

The Divine Root advanced at an incredibly fast speed.

It was so fast that just as Zalanda had returned to Darama, it had already burst out of the Mir Forest and was less than twenty-five kilometers from Darama. At its current pace, it was less than an hour’s distance away.

Even as Zalanda*Starlight, the Chosen of the Goddess of Strategy.

In such a situation, there was no way to evacuate people.

The hasty issuance of orders could very likely lead to a chain of tragedies, and before the Divine Root reached, Darama itself would be plunged into chaos.

In such a situation, a desperate fight had slightly better odds of success.

With a decision made in his heart, Lord Zalanda dispatched countless cavalry squads of the Nort Guard, which raced through the streets and alleys of Darama.

While running, they loudly proclaimed, "Citizens of Darama, Lord Zalanda needs your help, needs you to join her in prayer, offering faith and humility to the greatest protector of Thacel, Her Highness Yin Hong. She secured a decade of peace for us in Thacel, and today we need her to descend once more upon this land, to protect this city and its people."

This time, Zalanda chose not to disclose the full truth, which would only cause unnecessary panic.

Instead, he leveraged his influence in Darama, as well as the subtle influence he had exerted in promoting faith in the Lady Strategy over time.

The divine enthronement of the Red Knight in Thacel was common knowledge in Darama.

Additionally, with the existence of the Book of Strategy and Zalanda’s unbroken string of victories, they had been attributing most of their successes to the Goddess of Strategy.

Even if many people had not converted to the Lady Strategy, they were nevertheless aware of her.

Now the situation had just been made explicit to them.

Especially when these Nort Honor Cavalry reached visually prominent and more populated streets, one would dismount from the horse, kneel on one knee, using the sword as support, and fall into devout prayer, "Respectful Lady Strategy, revered guardian of strategy and planning, I offer You my most devout admiration and thank You for all You have done for Thacel. I wish to become Your follower, adhering to the concepts of strategy and planning. Today, please also stand with us, with our city, together against evil."

These Nort Honor Cavalry didn’t force anyone, but instead repeated the prayers over and over with utmost devotion.

"What’s happening?"

"I don’t know, but from what they’re saying, it seems like something big has happened, and we need to ask for assistance from the Goddess of Strategy."

"Not just our street, knights everywhere are doing this. What should we do?"

"What else can we do but join in the prayer? Whatever Lord Zalanda is planning, it surely won’t harm us."

"What are you waiting for? So many people are praying. What if the Goddess of Strategy really descends later? Pray quickly!"

After the initial confusion and hesitation passed, one by one, people began responding to the call of these Nort Honor Cavalry, stopping their footsteps or work at hand to repeat the prayer with them, especially those who were already followers of the Goddess of Strategy. They didn’t ask why and joined in right away.

Once there were initial responders, the rest was easy. To avoid standing out too much, even those who weren’t followers of the Lady Strategy began to pray along.

This is Felen, a realm where gods exist, especially since last year when the gods descended in exalted splendor, revealing themselves to all as saints.

Anything related to the gods is no small affair.

Apart from those clergy who serve the gods, there are few who are devoted to a single deity. Most are more casual believers.

Before entering a gambling house or attempting something related to luck, they surely visit Tymora’s temple, offering her their most devout prayers.

Before going into battle, they surely offer the War King, God of War Tempus, their most sincere greetings.

When the harvest is plentiful, they surely conduct sacrificial ceremonies to the Harvest Lady.

All they could do now was to follow Lord Zalanda’s guidance and offer their prayers to the Goddess of Strategy.

When a city with a population of more than one hundred thousand was united in one voice, doing the same thing at the same time.

It would be a terrifying thing.

And when that thing was praying to a True God, it was even more formidable.

Even if most of the citizens were being led, it wasn’t coming from their hearts.

As the instigator, Zalanda, the Book of Strategy in his hand began to flip wildly on its own.

A majestic light, beyond description, descended from the heavens, casting its glow upon the Path of War and Zalanda himself.

Zalanda was dragged into midair by this light, and a massive phantom image expanded behind her, so large that the entire Darama could see it clearly.

The moment they saw this phantom, the Darama citizens realized that they were no longer looking at Lord Zalanda, but at their object of prayer, Lady Strategy.

The Red Knight responded to their summoning, descending into Zalanda’s body in the form of a divine soul.

Those who were already devotees of the Goddess of Strategy immediately fell into a frenzy, their prayers becoming more devout, more earnest.

Those citizens who were not followers of the Lady of Strategy began to pray at that moment with the utmost seriousness, fervor, and devotion; at least for that instant, they too were converts of the Lady of Strategy.

An imperious female voice resounded in the ears of all the Darama citizens, "Today, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you in battle, together against the pet servants of Moando."

The moment the Goddess of Strategy descended.

The terrifying figure of Divine Root also appeared on the opposite shore of Darama, within the sight of many.

Under normal circumstances, seeing such a sight would have caused the citizens of Darama to fall into panicked chaos, running about in a frenzy.

But now, although there was fear, there was no chaos or frantic fleeing because a divine incarnation was with them. Fleeing in panic was far less safe than accepting the protection of a divine being.

There was also a figure that appeared to the Darama Citizens alongside the Divine Root, resembling a Giant Dragon—a huge tree with an imposing silhouette. Her figure was so immense.

So immense that even separated by a wide river, some five or six kilometers away, many Darama citizens could still see her clearly, so immense that even compared to the Divine Root, she appeared like a giant python, and a tree root resembling a Red Copper Dragon’s claw lashed out fiercely at the Divine Root.

Everything fears comparison, and now everyone’s gaze was on the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, somewhat neglecting the Divine Root.

"What is that?"

"Has a Natural Deity taken action personally?"

"Such a huge tree! Such enormous tree claws!"

"I’ve seen this figure before, in the memory film of the creators, during the fairies’ Midsummer Night song, this gigantic figure flashed by."

"That’s right, it’s her, those fairies call her Mother Tree, the Dragon Oak Mother Tree."

"But how could the Dragon Oak Mother Tree appear here?"

"The Dragon Oak Mother Tree doesn’t belong to the Material Plane but to the Fairy Wilderness, situated across two different planes. It’s not surprising for her to appear anywhere."

"What I mean is, why would she appear here, to help us?"

"Isn’t that obvious? Since she has shown herself in the Three Rivers Region, it indicates her intimate connection with Duke Gaven, and Lord Zalanda is closely related to him. Isn’t it only natural for her to appear here?"

"With Her Highness Yin Hong and the Mother Tree with us, even if Moando himself arrives, he won’t be able to stir up any trouble."

Countless Darama People were left speechless.

The claw strike of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree seemed very slow.

But if you were in the position of the Divine Root, you would know that everything was unimaginably fast.

No matter how the Divine Root moved, it could not completely avoid the massive claw of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree descending upon it.

Because the opponent only seemed to be in the Material Plane, but in reality, there was a thin Plane Barrier between them.

The mystery lies in this thin Plane Barrier itself. For both planes, before the Plane Barrier is formally broken through, their connection hasn’t been established, and everything is an unknown quantity.

It’s like two sheets of paper stacked together, where a point on one might overlap with any point on the other.

The most important issue is the problem of coordinate positioning.

This problem was solved by the Half-Moon Colt that was circling around the Divine Root.

She not only had connections to the Fairy Wilderness and the Dragon Oak Mother Tree but also with the Seed of Moando and the Divine Root, making her the perfect coordinate.

And now the Divine Root did not dare to stop to release the Blasting Beetle army to drive away the Half-Moon Colt.

Because doing so would be to create an opportunity for the others to attack.

That favored pet servant of Moando was unclear on the true origin of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree but could distinctly feel the vast Life Force emanating from it.

Although it was not a deity, it was on par with them.

Moando excelled at corrupting the Life Force of nature, true, but when the quantity reached an absolute advantage, it was hard for it to resist.

Just as it was always heavily suppressed by the Natural Deities, compared to the vast natural system of Toril, only a small part of it had been corrupted and destroyed by Moando.

Whether it was the Dragon Oak Mother Tree or a divine incarnation, facing any one of them alone means the Divine Root could fight, but if they joined forces, it would be easy to lose focus and be overwhelmed.

Turning towards Darama was a decision that seemed wise for the great pet servant, but it dug a deep hole for itself.

But who could have anticipated that they would have the Dragon Oak Mother Tree up their sleeve?

"Fran! Pesa!" Along with the two summons from the Goddess of Strategy, two crimson beams of light descended from the heavens.