Reason spoke for itself. No matter how hard Jiyan wished to argue the opposite, the situation didn't enable her to refute hran's words. When even the 1,500 packs, the 1.5 million mutants roaming the Dark Stone City's streets, gathered and kneeled toward the castle, toward Harun, what else could they do? By spreading her senses to the outside, Jiyan spotted the million-man-strong cult, its zeal like an unstoppable hurricane that swept aside all moral principles in its wake. anwhile, though Harun remained in a comatose state, hovering in an orb of unbreakable Sovereign Essence, the incense serpent coiling around him only grew larger, now reaching 30 ters. An ominous feeling welled up in Jiyan's chest, as if that serpent's increasing height represented a deepening gap between Harun and her. More than once, she considered having Mukri summon Heavenly Tribulation, but each ti, dismissed the thought.
From beginning to now, Birandar remained quiet. So assud that the youth found it hard to fit in, only hran could see that unlike the rest of them, he seed familiar with the phenonon. Perhaps he could even retrace it to the root, and that bothered him. What did he know that they didn't? For a second, hran considered a sneak attack on the new disciple, but reasoned that these tis called for unity. Handled well, this disaster could turn into the sword, armor and shield that cented the Birusk clan's position in the Mountain Edge World. On the mutant topic, Gulseni held similar thoughts, and contacted her brides to prepare them for hran's decrees while also monitoring the First and Second Ranges' conditions.
By now, the barrier covered 30% of the state and expanded faster with every new faith gain. As he pledged, hran proclaid a succession of shocking decrees. First, claiming to follow Lord Revelation's will, he abandoned his Hisyar clan to adopt the Birusk na, removed the royal privileges of all Hisyar clansn and downgraded them to commoner. Putting his children on a waiting list, hran had them join the Salvation Hall and pray Lord Revelation daily to receive his blessings and regain their privileges. Subsequently, he abolished his royal title, downgraded himself to anointed state governor, and proclaid Lord Revelation, Lord Birusk, as the only sovereign of the Dark Stone Country: the Spiritual Monarch.
Putting his subordinates and the Desolate Corpses to maximum use, hran kick-started an unprecedented propaganda campaign, building lecturing halls, grand statues, and even commissioning songs and paintings to illustrate Lord Birusk's almightiness and the intricate bond uniting him to the Ascended. For indeed, in hran's narrative, the mutants beca the blessed ones, Ascended Knights handpicked for their loyalty to Harun's lightexisting to purge the unworthy in a storm of blight.
At first, so skepticism endured. But as the days flew by, the mutants' unending prayers and steadfast devotion convinced the most suspicious that those creatures did serve Harun's will. With the Vermilion Brides assisting the artistic side, the propaganda campaign beca a stunning success.
Now, citizens flocked to theaters depicting the chosen ones' rise to Ascended Knights. Promptly after leaving those theaters, they rushed to the Salvation Hall, to Lord Birusk's statues, and other growing places of worship to sing the hymns taught in the lecture hall. With the Vermilion Brides using their celestial powers to perform miracles such as healing the maid and terminally ill, none felt that they were getting driven into zealotry. Better, they reveled in the new world order where imdiate, earthly delight rewarded ardent devotion. n and won had never been more willing to serve and entrust themselves to the state. Thus, while the neighboring governnts collapsed at a terrifying pace, with the Dark Stone City as its center, hran's realm stepped into a golden age.
anwhile, the foreign governnts experienced a drastic overhauled. Following the mutants' cleanup, all cultivators across the First Range unrelated to Harunperished. Not a single one escaped. Naturally, from the generals to the top civil officials, from the nobles to the royals, all hailed from mortal cultivator houses. The mutants' uprising decimated entire governnts overnight, leaving those countries without leadership. As soon as Gulseni gave him the news, hran seized the opportunity. Using his organized armies and the Desolate Corpses as dissuasive powers, the forr monarch started a large-scale occupation of the First Range, handpicking talented civilians to fill the vacant posts.
And while the Dark Stone Country took advantage of its montum to conquer the First Range la Deus Vult, the mutants' hordes dropped on the Second Range, where celestial lords, divine rulers and sects kept mortals in a quasi-slave status.
In recent tis, three prominent factions clashed against internal and external threats as they attempted to replace their fallen leaders: the Uncorrupted Crane Sect, the Armored Bull Army and the Fla Spirit Kingdom. Previously, all three used their masters' hegemonic positions in the Second Range to run amok. But after the fall of the Crane Mistress, Bull Commander and Fla Spirit King, not only did their subordinates attempt to seize power, but enemy factions now carried covert attacks on their influence.
All that stopped with the mutants' appearance. A pack of 1,000 humanoid mutants strode toward the Fla Spirit Kingdom's border walls. Each carrying massive boulders in one hand, they circled an erald direwolf, with four antennae protruding from his forehead. Dazzling rays flashed in the direwolf's ink-like eyessetting him aside from his peers. At the border, 6,000 Celestial Kin commanded by two dozen Celestial Guards and a handful of Celestial Knights, guarded the 80-ters-tall walls. In usual tis, the Fla Spirit Kingdom wouldn't dispatch such experts for a re border wall. But as their three remaining Gods had thrown the celestial state into civil war, they had to watch out for invaders.
Leaving watch-duty to their subordinates, the Knights cultivated in seclusion. Consequently, by the ti the inept guards spotted the enemy, it was too late.
"Strike," the direwolf ordered in a ntal ssage, and without the tiniest delay, the 1,000 mutants hurled their boulders at the border walls. Thrown by quasi-divine strength, the 1,000 boulders beca flaming teors that blasted through the border walls before any of the guards could react.
"Holy mo" sensing the chaos and impending tragedy, one the three Celestial Knights cursed, but was squashed into broken organs and flying limbs before he could ever finish his words. With sheer luck, one of the three survived the first salvo with minimal wounds. But luck alone never carries a man too far. Thus, as he turned heels and ran for his life, the direwolf sent his second order: "Excavate and strike." The mutants needn't hear it twice, and with their hands, claws or whatever served that purpose, extracted new projectiles from the ground to batter what remained of the border army into pieces.
"Hunt," the last of three dreadful orders resounded in the mutants' minds. Breaking into a feral dance, they launched themselves at the Fla Spirit Kingdom's cultivation world, traversing all cities to tear every single celestial into pieces. At the end of the carnage, the mutants captured all three deities, forced their way into the Fla Spirit Kingdom's treasury, and collected all the sect tokens stashed within. Leaping on top of the royal palace, the direwolf planted a dark-green banner on the roof. It read three simple words:
"Plague Worshipping Cult."
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