Chapter 340

In the Wang Gong of the Xiling Kingdom, a messenger's panicked voice rang out.

This messenger was not part of the inner circle and did not yet know that his king was no longer the same king as before.

"What kind of decorum is this, rushing about like that? Speak slowly—what happened?"

In the palace, the Church's Grand Archbishop asked.

Meanwhile, the king of the Xiling Kingdom sat upon the Throne in the center, having not joined the war against the Haidun Kingdom.

What now inhabited the king's body was merely a sliver of consciousness from a celestial deity.

On the battlefield, it was the deity's true form that continuously poured down power.

Hence, he had not gone, but chosen to hold the Wang Cheng.

The messenger quickly reported the uprising of Count Valding.

"Hmph, nonsense! Count Valding must have defected and invented this lie—just ten thousand men, taking advantage of our weakened state. I… my king, let me go—I alone can crush this Valding uprising! Reverse the public opinion!"

Said the Grand Archbishop.

The messenger replied: "But now everyone is spreading this news. Countless magic-written letters have appeared all over Wang Cheng, and these letters all describe Count Valding's uprising. Many citizens have already believed it—the public opinion is now extremely unfavorable to us."

"Magic letters? Let me see one."

The Grand Archbishop found this hard to believe.

Magic letters take too long to write, and yet they're everywhere.

When the Winged Ones scattered magic letters above Wang Cheng, they deliberately avoided the Wang Gong.

Moreover, fearing that there might still be Seventh Rank sorcerers in Wang Cheng, the Winged Ones sent many, dropping the letters from high altitudes and leaving immediately.

The messenger handed one of the magic letters to the Grand Archbishop.

The Grand Archbishop took it and his eyes narrowed sharply.

Because it truly was a magic letter—written on ordinary paper.

"My king, the Bishop of Ta City has sent an urgent magic-secret letter, saying magic-written letters are everywhere in Ta City, spreading news of Count Valding's uprising."

No sooner had the Grand Archbishop finished reading than another messenger arrived outside the Wang Gong.

"My king, the Bishop of Avis City has sent an urgent letter, saying the city's churches are being besieged by citizens demanding explanations."

"My king, the Bishop of Luanshi City has sent an urgent letter, saying…"

"My king…"

Inside the Wang Gong, the voices of countless messengers kept rising.

Hearing these relentless reports, the Grand Archbishop felt a deep sense of dread.

He had a premonition.

A vast, tightly woven net had already been cast over the Xiling Kingdom.

As for who had cast this net, he did not yet know, for the mastermind had not yet surfaced.

"My god, your warriors are all fighting in Haidun Kingdom—let me go and exterminate Count Valding!"

The Grand Archbishop volunteered.

If this source was not eliminated, and if this matter continued to fester, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Such a large-scale move means the mastermind behind the scenes is no ordinary foe—he still lurks in the shadows. Do not go; he is surely waiting for you. Issue orders: re-recruit troops from the nobles in the three western regions. The royal house will provide gold subsidies—ensure they reach Wang Cheng within one week."

The "king" of the Xiling Kingdom said.

The Grand Archbishop hesitated, then said: "But many citizens already believe it—the public opinion is now extremely unfavorable to us."

The "king" of the Xiling Kingdom glanced at him coldly.

That glance shook the Grand Archbishop to his core—he immediately knelt to the ground.

"Forgive me, my god—I never intended to question your command."

The Grand Archbishop trembled as he spoke.

The "king" spoke again, his voice still devoid of emotion:

"Whether the citizens believe it is irrelevant—what matters is that the nobles do not. Go to the west—any noble who refuses to send troops, eliminate them directly."

The Grand Archbishop finally exhaled in relief: "Yes!"

The first day of the public opinion war ended quickly.

That day, from dawn to dusk, the entire Xiling Kingdom buzzed with talk of Count Valding's uprising.

Early the next morning, as some people awoke from sleep, they found the streets of the city once again blanketed with magic-written letters.

The Church rushed to dispatch personnel to collect these magic letters.

But the problem was—the letters were too numerous.

And Church personnel were severely insufficient.

They could not stop the spread of the letters' contents.

The magic letters of the second day contained even more shocking content!

"Unbelievable! Count Jones in the southeast has also risen in rebellion! Princess Luoying has publicly condemned the evil god's actions and is rallying troops in the eastern region to march on Wang Cheng to avenge her father!"

A child loudly read aloud the content of the magic letter!

"Princess Luoying has appeared—this must be 100% true!"

"Yes, Princess Luoying has suffered so much—now the royal house has only her and the Crown Princess left, right?"

"Look at Princess Luoying's recruitment terms—whether commoner or noble, anyone who joins her army will receive the right to use a small plot of land after her revenge, with crops grown on it permanently tax-free!"

"My heavens, even I'm tempted—but the Church is so powerful, and the royal house's former army was controlled by the Church—can Princess Luoying possibly win?"

In every city of the Xiling Kingdom, such discussions never ceased.

On the second day, another count rose in rebellion, and Princess Luoying stepped into the open—once again plunging the entire Xiling Kingdom into public uproar.

Now, at least 90% of people believed the story, and extended sympathy to Princess Luoying.

Even some commoners had voluntarily joined Princess Luoying's newly formed army.

"So it's Princess Luoying!"

In Wang Gong, the Grand Archbishop had traveled to the west, then returned overnight.

After returning, he felt a pang of relief—thankfully, no one had gone.

Because if Princess Luoying had appeared, then the Crown Princess must be with her; the Crown Princess was also a Seventh Rank Grand Archmage, but this Grand Archbishop had little confidence in facing her, for the Crown Princess had escaped from the Holy Spirit and used the power of the Abyssal Demon God to kill the Holy Spirit.

"My God, you are truly omniscient. No matter how much the people believe, the nobles will still weigh their interests carefully—they are all willing to send troops. Now our army is fighting on the southern highlands of the Hutton Kingdom; victory is within reach. Whether it's those two counts or Princess Luoying, once our army defeats the Hutton Kingdom and returns, we shall sweep away all opposition!"

The Grand Archbishop informed the divine consciousness on the king's body of the conscription situation.

The "king" said:

"Princess Luoying is not the one behind the scenes. Wait. The one behind the scenes will soon reveal themselves. Hmph—I want to see who you are, He Fangshensheng!"

The divine consciousness on the king's body was not worried because the Hutton Kingdom's offensive had already shown signs of fatigue.

Over the past two days, both sides had clashed many times.

The god of the Hutton Kingdom had deployed power at any cost, attempting to crush the Xiling Kingdom in one blow.

But the Holy Spirit's power in the Xiling Kingdom kept reviving; after the Xiling Kingdom's god also descended power, they used their numerical advantage in Holy Spirits to block the Hutton Kingdom's fierce assault and began gaining the upper hand.

Keep in mind, the Xiling Kingdom's reinforcements from the nobility were still arriving nonstop on the southern highlands!

Over the past two days, tens of thousands of warriors had died on both sides.

But the war was still raging fiercely.

Yet if the Hutton Kingdom fails to defeat the Xiling Kingdom's army within a week, they are doomed to fail!

Once the Hutton Kingdom falls, how could these nobles within the Xiling Kingdom—even with Princess Luoying—possibly be a threat?

As for the Yan Kingdom in the west, the divine consciousness on the king's body was not particularly concerned.

The god of the Beastmen Realm has always been known as weak.

In ancient times, the Beastmen Realm had many powerful gods.

But now? There are hardly any worthy of mention.

Even if he lost in the divine war, he was not the least afraid of the Beastmen Realm's god.

If the Holy Spirits had not descended, perhaps he might have feared Yan Kingdom's invasion.

But now that all the Holy Spirits have descended, he has seized absolute initiative.

This is why he is so unafraid.

The public opinion campaign ended the next day.

On the third day, many people went out early, just to see whether magical letters had appeared outside that morning.

"They're really here!"

These people indeed saw magical letters outside.