Chapter 188: Beginning the Conquest

Xin Zhi Xiang Wang could naturally tell that the other party's main purpose was surveillance.

When everyone else was hiding in their rooms refusing to come out, as outsiders, strolling on the main road, it was impossible not to be suspected.

However, the players had a good mindset; no one felt they were doing anything wrong.

They were even too lazy to make up an excuse.

In any case, they were a hostile force; at worst, it was just death.

Perhaps it was precisely this composure, along with their lack of fear, that made the surrounding spirits completely unable to probe the true intentions of these people.

Perhaps it was truly because the ship had just docked, and there was no one on the shore to guide them, and everyone went to focus on the Red Moon, so they got lost?

The Priestess Alisen Gelama looked at these people with slight suspicion; she felt that as a priestess, she should properly explain the rules to these outsiders.

"I hope you can understand what I am saying; I mean, do not walk around everywhere," Alisen said sternly. "This is the kingdom of the god of death; I do not wish for you outsiders to offend the god of death and the undead."

"Here, undead, exist?" Several players' eyes sparkled; after all, they hadn't seen the undead yet.

Seeing the few words the other party popped out, Alisen said with some displeasure: "You should be respectful to the undead, not find it interesting."

After the other party finished speaking, several players struck various poses.

Some piously pressed their palms together.

Others bowed and bent at the waist.

Still others muttered words.

"Undead, burn paper," Bu Ling Bu Ling said beside Xin Zhi Xiang Wang, in order to show off the new word he had just learned.

"Burn paper?" In the traditional teachings of the god of death, there had indeed been a custom of burning paper, but because the literacy rate in Gannaer was not high, and paper was not easy to obtain, this custom had long been submerged in the long passage of time.

However, placing fresh leaves and flowers around the deceased was still one of the current ways of worship.

"Yes, also," Bu Ling Bu Ling gestured, then realized it wouldn't work, so he simply took out his notebook and drew a spirit tablet.

It was the kind used to worship ancestors.

"This kind, worship, incense." Following that, he crudely drew an incense burner and incense to express his meaning.

This kind of worship custom was not non-existent; former Believers of the god of death would also burn dry branches that emitted smoke and fragrance.

Those dry branches of the tree called Animan possessed a certain spirituality and could allow people to see the souls of deceased relatives after being lit.

It was just that only people with high spirituality could see them; adults with low spirituality usually could not.

Therefore, such dry branches were often only used by the royal family or nobles; ordinary people would not use this method to see their relatives.

Unexpectedly, the distant Xiahui People also had such traditional customs; could it be that they also had a belief in the god of death?

Alisen became somewhat interested; at the very least, she believed these people should not be spies.

Spies would not learn such obscure customs; they would often prefer to cultivate deeply in the public sphere, making themselves look "about the same" as everyone else.

"I didn't expect that there would be such customs in a distant country. You burn incense and flowers in front of those spirit tablets to pay tribute to your relatives, right?" Alisen's expression softened significantly.

Seeing that this NPC showed signs of being "conquered," the players nodded, "Undead, defense, bridge, Mengpo..."

Xin Zhi Xiang Wang, Bu Ling Bu Ling, and the others talked until dark, their mouths dry, before they managed to tell Alisen the traditional ghost stories.

For example, the underworld has a Pluto; in Western stories, he is called Hades.

For another example, the deceased will cross the Naihe Bridge and see their past, and so on.

Things like Mengpo Soup, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and so on, were all arranged; even a Priestess like Alisen had never learned about such detailed underworld experiences.

These people seemed to be the true Believers of the god of death; by comparison, Gannaer, who used Transcendental Power to constantly create death, seemed to have taken some crooked path.

"Perhaps your underworld is different from ours, but the burial methods and underworld experiences you mentioned are indeed not really in our classics. I hope you can provide more detailed content; of course, I will also go to the Holy See to find answers." After chatting with these Xiahui People, Alisen actually felt that they might be some branches left behind by the god of death.

Although they had not awakened and their spirituality was not strong, what did that matter?

If they really carried those secrets from the previous era, or even earlier eras, what was the problem with learning more?

Perhaps this could bring an end to the disputes that had lasted for many years in Gannaer.

Alisen was not an Awakened; she was just an ordinary Priestess. She had no interest in awakening, and her relationship with the Holy See was only that of a Believer and a Believer organization.

Cleaning up those dissenters was not Alisen's job, not to mention that Alisen had a good teacher; under her protection, the Queen was not involved with those ordinary people who had not awakened.

Even if these ordinary people were not very satisfied with the Queen's affairs, it did not matter.

After all, Gannaer needed a population; even if it was a bloodbath, it was the dispute between the damned Spirit-Medium Faction and the Undead Faction, and it had nothing to do with those ordinary people.

"We, how, contact?" Although it was word by word, Xin Zhi Xiang Wang was still very happy to communicate with this NPC.

"By the way, the problems outside should have been dealt with. I will take you to the port. After I check the information, I will come to the hotel to find you. You should be staying at Baroness Clara's hotel, right?" In this direction, Baroness Clara's port should be the closest.

The players nodded, and Xin Zhi Xiang Wang emphasized, "Things, sold out, leave."

"Rest assured, I won't take too long, and I will also consult my teacher." Alisen had become much kinder; she was unwilling to pursue these outsiders for trespassing, after all, today was a special period.

Returning to the vicinity of the port, the players and Alisen both smelled a strong stench of blood.

This smell also carried the fishy odor of aquatic animals.

On the river embankment not far away, some wounded and corpses were lying; Annie was looking at the embankment with a look of bad luck.

"You go to the hotel first, I'll go check the situation." Alisen watched the players leave. "It's better not to run around; today is clearly very dangerous. You are just ordinary people, it's better not to get involved."

The players who had already brushed this NPC's favorability to a certain height would naturally not go to the river embankment to join in the fun at this time.

Moreover, with so many people, the players didn't want to be killed as spies.

Anyway, when Ganseer returned, he would explain the situation on the river embankment.

This bit of intelligence capability, this big shot should always have.

Compared to the players, Ganseer returned relatively early.

He looked at the disobedient Xin Zhi Xiang Wang and the others with some anger.

If it weren't for completing the mission, he wouldn't have brought these burdens; he didn't expect them to... actually get involved with people from the church.

"What on earth did you do? Why didn't you listen to my orders and run around?" Ganseer was a bit angry, but he still lowered his voice.

After all, he couldn't let people hear this pure Federal accent.

"Something happened outside, so we went to check the situation. We met a Priestess of the Death Church who thinks our descriptions of what we saw in the Underworld are of great research value, and she might come to visit us in the next two days," Xinzhi Xiangwang said indifferently. "We were just curious; I think the people here shouldn't object to outsiders being curious about abnormal events, and besides, they don't have time to manage us."

Even Ganseer himself returned while taking advantage of the chaos, so it was not a problem for players to be sent back by a Priestess with a warm and friendly attitude.

They even did a better job of it.

Ganseer's anger suddenly dissipated quite a bit. "I can tell that lady must be a priestess, at least in charge of three Temples."

"Indeed, there are simply too many Temples here; if every Temple were to have a priestess stationed there, it would be a complete waste," Xinzhi Xiangwang continued to discuss with Ganseer in a friendly manner, completely unaware of how bad the other party's expression was.

In front of Alison, the players were ordinary people, and this priestess would speak to them in a soft and gentle voice.

But in Ganseer's eyes, these people were just lower-class individuals who could be ordered around at any time.

Although they were different from servants, at the very least, they even had to report to his younger brother when going out to sea.

By what right did they carry an air of arrogance and an attitude of being on equal footing with him?

When did these Xiahui People become so spirited? He recalled what had happened previously in the Royal Capital.

Those Xiahui People from Tana City actually faced the mutated marine creatures directly.

She had not only failed to awaken, but she was also just a young girl.

It was a pity that she believed in wealth, and was even a Believer specifically named and recognized by Wealth.

Seeing that Ganseer did not speak, Xinzhi Xiangwang asked curiously, "Um, Mr. Ganseer, do you know what exactly happened outside, and what is going on with the Red Moon?"

It was clearly something they had thrown themselves, yet they were so curious.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people on the river embankment, Xinzhi Xiangwang would have wanted to go to the embankment to take a look at the time.

"If you stand here and look out the window, can't you see it very clearly? Living corpses have appeared on the sea, and they all carry intense malice, hurting quite a few people. Now, the Awakened of the Death Church's domain are trying to seal them."

"No manpower from the witches?" Xinzhi Xiangwang continued to ask curiously.

This Xiahui person was truly impolite; no wonder his younger brother looked miserable every time he faced them.

He never expected that one day he would have to report the situation to a few Xiahui People.

But if he didn't say anything, these people wouldn't know how dangerous it was outside, and they might keep wandering around; if they were discovered, he would be implicated.

Therefore, there was a bit more dissatisfaction in Ganseer's tone: "Of course not, and the witches do not admit to having done anything. The situation is very tense now; if we add fuel to the fire here, perhaps we can make Gannaer fall into chaos on its own."

"That's not necessarily true; this counts as an internal struggle, and it's not that easy to influence external struggles," several players felt this was the case. "On the contrary, if we do anything more, it is very likely that their spearheads will be directed outward together."

"Why would you think that?" Ganseer frowned.

Putting it that way, the possibility was not low.

Those witches could completely frame today's events on the Federal.

And the Federal could not prove its own innocence.

In fact, these witches were indeed doing exactly that.

Virjini Jier held flowers in her hands and scattered the petals into the river channel to soothe those wandering souls.

However, she was a witch, and even if she tried to soothe them, it would not have any effect.

At this time, one had to mention the role of the Spirit-Medium Faction.

If they were here, they could at least make these living corpses quieter.

And the Necromancy Faction could only make these living corpses die completely.

An ordinary Necromancy Faction Awakened could only control one living corpse; only after upgrading to a higher level could they control more.

At this time, Virjini put away the flower basket in her hand and said to Baroness Clara beside her: "This was not done by us. I have just confirmed it, and we are allies. Before things have reached the expected outcome and before we have found what we are looking for, how could we let you doubt us?"

"Yes, that is what I told the Queen, but the Queen does not believe it," Baroness Clara said with a lazy look, yawning. "The Queen needs you to provide an explanation; you can make one up yourselves. In short, do not make things difficult for me."

"People from Tana City can also do this. We have confirmed with the Red Moon Goddess that there is an unspeakable existence in Tana City; it is He who has caused our plans to be thwarted time and again."

"He? Do you know which deity it is?" Baroness Clara knew that the Federal was a multi-religious country, and these churches had coexisted peacefully for many years, competing for Believers in their respective domains.

It was completely unlike the Death Church, which stayed in its own corner.

Virjini, of course, did not know which deity it was; in fact, she had only vaguely received similar revelations.

However, the Red Moon Goddess was not a deity with a brain; She might not necessarily express Her intentions correctly. Above the sky, under the crimson, She was more like a fool, revealing all Her instincts during the sacrificial process.

Hearing Virjini remain silent, Baroness Clara waved her hand irritably. "In any case, do not let me feel troubled. I am only responsible for this basin of the Mother River and have nothing to do with other places. I do not want you to cause us trouble, especially for my personal private port, understand?"

"Of course, I also hope you will put in a good word before the Queen. We Believers of the Red Moon have come with sincerity," Virjini said politely.

Sincerity?

Baroness Clara looked at the witch before her and gave a cold laugh. "As long as you ensure your heads are clear, I am willing to cooperate with you. In any case, the matter on the river embankment must be resolved as soon as possible tomorrow morning."

"Of course, I will give Her Majesty the Queen a satisfactory answer."

(End of this chapter)