bigabreads Chapter 699 One Year Later
Chapter 699 One Year Later
Time always flies, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.
For the gods, it was but a fleeting moment, but for all those living in the prime plane, it marked the arrival of a new era—an era in which the gods were no longer omnipotent, a dark and bleak one.
This era may have arrived long ago, but it is only now becoming known to people.
In the deathly silent town, everything was still, as if time had stood still.
But the corpses scattered throughout the streets testified to the tragedy that had occurred there.
"bump!"
A gunshot shattered the tranquility, startling a large flock of black crows.
"This is it, this is the source of the infection."
He shot a zombie in the head, then stared at the shattered skull. His weathered face was etched with the memory of his past, and he took a deep drag on the cigarette dangling from his lips.
As a clergyman, he shouldn't smoke; after all, refusing pleasure is a virtue of clergy.
But times have changed.
In the peaceful times of the past, perhaps Sisco could have remained aloof, a pampered pastor leisurely sitting in his office in the church.
But now...
He had no choice but to take up arms and, with his own trial squad, go out to fight evil.
"When will I be promoted to archbishop? Maybe then I'll be able to decide the life and death of other people in the church instead of fighting for my life in this wretched place."
Clearly, even after twenty years, Sisco's rank was still not very high.
This is normal, after all, Sisko is not the kind of person with extraordinary talent, and his advancement speed is not fast, but now he is about to become a high-ranking priest.
When the time comes, he might be able to become a parish priest instead of risking his life every day in the courthouse.
"Lord Sisco, I think you'd better not fantasize about unrealistic things. Although you're about to advance, don't forget how long the transition from intermediate to advanced levels can be a bottleneck."
"It was the paladin, Cady, who was completely encased in steel armor," said the paladin standing to the side.
Although Sisco is the captain, they are equals in some respects.
"Plague, ghosts, pollution, things are getting weirder and weirder lately."
Upon hearing this, Sisko didn't say anything, but he sighed.
He still misses the days more than a decade ago when he sat in his office, sipping red wine and examining works of art.
"Let's go. Now that we've found it, let's clean this place up. Don't forget, it's our duty."
After saying that, Cady led the soldiers into the town.
"Ugh."
With a sigh, Sisko followed.
Three hours later.
After a fierce battle, Sisko's squad emerged victorious regardless of the outcome.
The price was that only a few people survived.
They encountered the corrupted, and cultists with bizarre abilities.
Fortunately, they won in the end.
After passing through towering mountains and majestic city walls, and being bathed in holy white light, they finally returned to safety.
The city of Santa Maria, a place illuminated by the divine light of all gods, is bathed in holy light, and no defilement can escape its reach.
After leaving the courtroom, Sisko received his payment.
"Gentlemen, have you completed the mission? Should we buy some better equipment? You know, good equipment isn't just a weapon or armor; it's your second life!"
The hawking cries of the merchants from the Church of Wealth nearby greatly annoyed Sisco.
These unscrupulous merchants always come to promote and sell their wares right after the sales team has completed their tasks, before they've even had a chance to keep the money.
But there was nothing he could do; the other party was right. He did need some equipment and supplies.
"What is this?"
Looking at the wriggling piece of meat in the other party's goods, if he hadn't confirmed that the other party's business was approved by the gods, Sisko probably would have purified the other party on the spot.
"Wow, you have a great eye! This Holy Bone Spear is a real gem!"
Immediately afterwards, the businessman began to boast wildly.
This thing has been blessed by a high-ranking priest and can cause great harm to cultists, and even eliminate evil spirits.
In short, they've hyped this thing up to the skies.
It's worth noting that this thing is said to be able to chat with people.
Yes, this thing also has its own will.
Now, Sisko even considered shooting the other man directly.
"Could this not be a creation of an evil god?"
"Hey, sir, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by 'this is a creation of an evil god'? Not everything with flesh is a creation of an evil god! It's just that flesh is the easiest to find and is everywhere!"
"The products I sell are certified! Absolutely legal and compliant!"
That's what the merchant said.
"How much?"
Sisko couldn't help but ask a question.
If the price is right, he might buy one, even if it's just to find himself a weapon for communication and combat.
"1999 Platinum Coins".
Sure enough, upon hearing the exorbitant price, Sisco immediately lost interest.
Keep in mind that the reward he gets from one mission is only a little over a hundred, and this item requires him to do more than ten missions.
He can't afford it.
"Forget it, I can't afford it. Just give me some holy ammunition instead."
Upon hearing this, the merchant didn't show any particular expression; on the contrary, he seemed quite pleased.
"One hundred shots for ten platinum coins, thank you for your patronage."
"I……"
Hearing the exorbitant price, Sisco was almost furious.
These bastards who profited from the national crisis, one day I'll wipe you all out!
Despite thinking that way, Sisco still obediently paid the money.
This is a valuable supply that we absolutely need.
The court only provides ordinary melee weapons; it has never supported or opposed firearms.
In short, if you want to use it, you have to pay for the supplies yourself.
"Good luck."
Although he only earned a few dozen platinum coins, the merchant was not dissatisfied at all, after all, a steady stream of income is always possible.
If Sisko buys the Holy Bone Gun, then he won't be able to sell ammunition anymore.
As for where this thing came from?
He could only say he didn't know, but according to rumors, this thing was related to an evil god.
However, after observation, this thing is not polluting and will not cause any harm. In short, it is much safer than drawing when you have nothing to do.
Given the current situation, if the painting were to become contaminated, it could truly devour everyone around it.
Literally, it means drawing a long beak and eating people.
That's the easiest to deal with. The real problem is the kind that doesn't eat people but just contaminates them; those are much harder to handle.
Of course, the most terrifying are those paintings that form their own space, where no one knows what's inside.
Fortunately, the territory of the Goddess of Wealth is relatively safe. Perhaps it is because Vol'jin did not participate in the war back then, which has led to the relatively peaceful territory of the Church of Wealth, and at least there is not much large-scale pollution.
If that's the case, then what's the point of saying anything more?
He wouldn't respect himself if he didn't make a fortune.