My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 301 - Find Him And Sacrifice Him

Chapter 301: Find Him And Sacrifice Him

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“So, all the churches have been repaired, and the priests have also recovered their connection with the gods?” Landhar asked Hoen.

They were in the king’s bedroom in the royal city.

“Yes, all the churches have been repaired; the previously cracked sculptures have all been restored to their original state,” Hoen said as he knelt on one knee.

Landhar supported his face with one hand and leaned against the bed. He closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought. “Did Macrotov’s civil officials do anything?”

“No, Your Majesty. They just sent soone for Master Antonio. The ssenger should still be on his way. He shouldn’t have seen Master Antonio yet! The investigators I sent had only just arrived in the nearby town. They don’t know what happened either. Everything seems to have returned to normal. Macrotov told to ask for your opinion.”

“I understand. You may leave.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Horn stood up and kept his head down. He walked out of the bedroom and disappeared into the long corridor.

Landhar was still lying on his side, mumbling to himself on the bed, “The sculptures repaired themselves. It’s just as I expected, but it’s a little slow.” Then, he seed to have thought of sothing and stood up from the bed. He pushed the bed gently, and a deep, slanted tunnel appeared under the bed.

After tidying his clothes, he bent down and walked into the passage.

The passage slanted about ten ters downward, and there was an underground passage beneath it. There were stone doors that were locked with iron chains, but no one knew what was behind those doors. As soon as he entered the passage, a rotten and damp sll assaulted his nostrils.

Landhar lit a kerosene lamp with the flint next to the kerosene lamp after removing it from the right side of the tunnel. He advanced through the stone doors, aided by the dim light, to the end—it was an antique altar.

The ground was engraved with twisted symbols written in blood that were difficult to discern. Half of the bookshelf had been toppled into the corner. The books on it were relatively dust-free; it was as if they were frequently used. Following Landhar’s arrival, a squeaky sound ca from the bookshelves. Then a flicker of a black shadow with crimson eyes passed by him.

Landhar placed the kerosene lamp in front of him and began to chant so ancient and mysterious incantations. Then, he blew at the kerosene lamp, and the orange fla imdiately burst with a sound. The color changed from bright to miserable green.

The green flas shone around Landhar’s body, stretching his shadow infinitely. The Mysterious Magic Circle Underground could also produce a large shadow that squird and separated on the wall, turning into a blurry outline. There were seven of them.

“Landhar, you haven’t called for us in a few days.”

The first shadow made a statent. The voice was clear and neutral, and the shadow mirrored on the wall was a lovely silhouette clutching a harp. The silhouette wore what appeared to be a hat. He had broad wings and a coiled dragon-shaped tail.

“Agares, God of the Wind and Navigation, one of the seven gods of the Holy Dragon Kingdom, isn’t it a good thing for you to not see ?”

Landhar’s eyes were reflected in a horrifying green color. When he spoke, his body did not move at all, like a rock.

“That’s true. After all, nothing good happens every ti you send a ssage. Speaking of which, we have been striving really hard to beco the faith in the Holy Dragon Kingdom! It’s one thing for seven gods to share the sa faith, but they still have to leave sothing for you from ti to ti. Furthermore, there will always be so unexpected changes in the kingdom. Just like the other ti, a projection in a particular church had suffered a terrible attack, and we almost had to run away. Don’t you think so, Baldur?”

The second-to-last shadow had spoken. It was a god with a leopard’s head and bird wings. Its long hair spread on the wall like kelp, and it had a woman’s voice.

“Sidi, we have been here for more than ten years. As a god who controls the light, I have signed an ancient contract with the Holy Dragon Kingdom. It was just a projection that was destroyed. I will not go against the contract.”

Baldur was the leader of the seven gods in the Holy Dragon Kingdom; he was the shadow of a man in the middle. As he spoke, the light wheels behind the shadow, big and small, continued to rotate; it made most people dizzy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Baldur’s shadow on the wall seed to have glanced at Landhar. “I want you to give an explanation, Landhar. What exactly happened in the attack on the City of Steel? If you can’t give a reasonable reason, we might just cut off any future engagent with you.”

Then, the entire basent shook. The lights also flickered non-stop, like a small boat in a storm that could be destroyed at any ti.

“Lord Baldur, don’t be impatient. I will give you an explanation for that later. But before that, I want to obtain my Power of Faith for this month.”

Landhar looked around him.

“How bold! You haven’t even found out who attacked us, yet you dare to ask us for sothing?”

“You are a re mortal king. If we hadn’t been helping you, your country would have been destroyed countless tis! We can still find many people like you. Rember, you are the one who needs our help, not us. Behave yourself.”

It was apparent that Landhar’s request had triggered the gods’ anger; the shadows expanded rapidly. A strong sense of oppression filled the entire basent, but Landhar was completely fine. It was as if the pressure was nothing more than a breeze to him.

“Alright, stop arguing!”

“Landhar, you have reached a bottleneck in your diamond-tier progress. You need a large amount of Power of Faith to break through that. I can understand that, and I can fulfill your request. However, you have to agree to one of our requests. Otherwise, from now on, we will not respond to any of your prayers.”

Baldur, who was in the center, silenced the other gods’ argunts. Behind him, the light wheel-shaped shadow twisted, and milky-white phantom light spots erupted from it and invaded Landhar’s body.

After absorbing a large amount of Power of Faith, a divine radiance appeared on Landhar’s body; even his eyes were covered with a layer of gauze.

Absorbing the power would bring extre comfort to most people, but he did not move. He waited silently for all the power to enter his body before he said, “I wonder what the leader of the seven gods wants to do?”

“Find that youth.”

The flas in the kerosene lamp on the ground rose to draw a gorgeous portrait in the air—Watson. Whether it was the corners of his eyes, the tip of his brows, or his expression, they looked the sa as Watson’s.

“Then what? Kill him?”

“No, we want you to sacrifice him to us. If you do that, then we will ignore that attack. At the sa ti, we will satisfy all your requests. Rember, it’s all of your requests, including the one you want to fulfill the most.”

After a short silence, Landhar nodded.

“Deal.”

....

Half an hour later.

Landhar returned to his bedroom and let out a long sigh. He pushed the wooden board silently as he smiled mockingly. “Those so-called gods are just a bunch of devils dressed in holy cloaks. Can they really fulfill my wishes? I doubt it, but I will reach that tier soon.”

“Everything is going according to plan. I can already feel the chaotic aura! Of course, so unexpected changes have to be removed as soon as possible. For example, the boy nad Watson at the border, the mysterious youth in the City of Steel who pose a threat to gods, the Winter Nation’s strange actions, and the elves in the south...”

As he spoke, his gaze fell on a vase by the window sill. There was a flower in the vase. It was a beautiful three-colored flower, blooming brilliantly under the sunlight.

Landhar did not look like a terrifying king who played with people’s minds when he stared at the flower. He also did not look as calm as when he had talked to the gods. There was a gentle look at the corner of his eyes.

After a short while, he looked away. Then, his majestic voice resounded throughout the bedroom.

“n, I want you to investigate a youth.”