"World Mother, reset the echoes of history!"
At the instant Kael finished speaking, it seed as if ti was reversed. The entire ruined dungeon looked as if ti had flowed backward. The crumbling seaward gateway, the deserted Wandong City, the multinational alliance that had never confronted him face-to-face but was blown to the sky by a single shot from the end bomb...
Everything that had vanished turned into a dreamlike bubble at that mont.
Even the divine armor that had rged with Kael’s body was stripped away, leaving only the Scarlet Dream Blade untouched by the backward flow of ti.
"do~ Scarlet Dream Blade, I won’t take it away this ti, just this once."
A chanical sound rang out.
Kael imdiately recognized it as the voice of the world will.
He remained silent for a mont, then suddenly smiled and said, "World Mother, Dr. Osborne’s theories about goblin civilization..."
The voice of the world will contained a hint of laughter: "do~ Sowhat correct, but there are significant deviations in so details and general direction."
"Such as?"
"do~ Not the ti to say, there’s no need to burden you with it now, Little Incubus."
"Is that so... Thank you for answering my questions."
Kael originally wanted to say more, but noticed his body starting to gradually turn to light. Knowing he had no more ti, he ultimately only expressed his gratitude before leaving the dungeon entirely.
...
When everyone regained their senses, it seed as though everything had returned to calm, and all past experiences had vanished.
As Kael took a deep breath, he suddenly felt as if he had dreamt a great dream.
The mories of living in Wandong City for more than ten years seed to be swept away in an instant, leaving only a slight unease in his heart.
His first glance fell on the rangers. After scanning them, he sighed lightly and said, "Looks like we just retreated; everyone seems out of sorts."
Kael looked at the rangers whose expressions were sowhat dazed. With the reset of the instance, their fatal injuries were healed. Apart from feeling sowhat exhausted, they were in good shape overall.
Of course, participating in a historical echo instance didn’t leave a good impression on them.
Just by looking at their current ntal state, it was clear that many of them were still imrsed in the battlefield.
Returning suddenly to their holand felt like a lifeti had passed.
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But soon, this emotion was suppressed.
Kael didn’t say much and allowed everyone to clear their minds until their bodies relaxed. He then coughed and said:
"How does it feel to fight against the regular armies of various nations?"
"Stronger than we imagined."
Jonathan grinned. As the ranger commander who clashed directly with the Prayers Corps, he bore the greatest pressure.
Recalling his experience before dying, being controlled by the god-chosen and attacking Kael, he felt a surge of anger fueled by the frenzied battle.
"What about the others? Any thoughts?"
"Very strong!"
"Their combat skills were better than expected."
"Much stronger than those wolf cubs... Oh, Bonnie, you know I didn’t an you."
"Can fight, my lord, bring so priests!"
Kael looked at the responses from the crowd and nodded in approval. After battling those multinational forces, having such confidence was a sign of becoming a hundred battle army.
"It seems that after fighting the elite troops of various nations, you’ve gained so confidence, but..."
Kael paused briefly, seeing that everyone’s attention was focused, before continuing:
"But don’t forget, these were armies from hundreds of years ago. Spanning centuries, the strength of today’s armies has not decreased but increased. They’re even stronger now compared to back then....
At least in terms of sheer destructive power, today’s legions are more dangerous, so keep up the hard work."
Everyone nodded in understanding.
After finishing his speech, Kael’s gaze turned towards Old White, who hadn’t appeared in this round of the dungeon raid, and said:
"Grandpa White, what’s your situation now as a god-chosen?"
Old White nodded and said, "I’m a god-chosen of the Earth Mother Goddess Church. It might be related to being a shallow believer of the Harvest Goddess, but interestingly, after being transford into a god-chosen and residing in Holy Briania, I discovered that even Holy Briania, which first proposed besieging the goblin empire, isn’t unified internally.
For instance, within the Earth Mother Goddess Church, over seventy percent of the priests chose to stay in the rear camp. It seems this sudden war is even less welcod than we imagined. This point could be exploited."
Kael pondered for a mont, carefully sorting through the nurous clues in the [Empire’s Embers].
A slightly strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
If it were another church, it wouldn’t matter, but the Earth Mother Goddess Church?
So he asked again, "Grandpa White, after being turned into an artificial god-chosen through special techniques, can you still affect your body? Or rather, can you still interfere with your thoughts while in the god-chosen state?"
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