Silent Crown Chapter 551 Making Good Use of the Remaining Value

Chapter 551 Making Good Use of the Remaining Value

Among the piercing chis of bells, the noise of steel scraping against steel sounded from all over the stronghold.

The column of flas burned vigorously, and light showered down from the top of the fortress, illuminating the dark ocean and the mighty Black Tide that approached along with the ocean current.

"All those are demons?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Yes, the third wave in our predictions, but an hour earlier than expected. It is of a much smaller scale than the previous two." Shi Dong sighed softly. "After all, it is to celebrate the awakening and rebirth of Leviathan, the vile spawn of the sea born to the Dark Gaia. The total amount will far exceed the initial expectations of mankind, I'm afraid…"

On the tall walls of the stronghold, Ye Qingxuan furrowed his brows. The demons in the sea were advancing with the current. At the mont, every current was being used to the demons' advantage, continuously carrying an endless number of demons forward.

In the end… they gathered at Avalon.

Goddamn Avalon Phenonon! As humans have observed, almost all ocean currents converge near Avalon, bringing large schools of fish every year and forming natural sea routes.

All the while, the favorable conditions have brought incalculable benefits to Anglo. This is the Avalon Phenonon that oceanologists and hydraulicians from all over the world ponder over. Yet, no one has ever realized the truth: such favorable geographical advantages are not the blessings of fate, but harbingers of bad luck.

This is the king of destiny, a huge trap laid by Leviathan countless years ago, in order to engulf Anglo completely.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead to relieve a headache he was getting and asked, "How many n does the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith have now?"

"Slightly more than 300."

Shi Dong's reply caught Ye Qingxuan off guard.

"Isn't the establishnt of the Witch Hamr still here?"

"Originally it was, but after the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith was split, it had already been disbanded, and the n were sent to join the Knights Templar, leaving the establishnt with nothing but a na.

"Mr. Maxwell later sent 400 young n here. Alas, the ti of training is too short for them to be of any use as of now. When we left the Sacred City, we only brought along three hundred n. Out of this number, more than a hundred are either old n like or too young to be on the battlefield. We only have about 140 combat-ready n."

"Too few."

"It will suffice." Shi Dong said, "At least we still have one fortress for defense at the mont. The purifiers of the Religious Court of Inquiry are born with the mission to fight demons whose numbers are hundreds of tis of ours. If we are to embark on an eastward conquest again, we will probably face situations that are even more troubleso.

"I believe that you will soon get used to the disparity between enemy forces and ours in terms of numbers, Grand Inquisitor," Shi Dong said.

Ye Qingxuan gave him a brief look before shifting his focus back to the Black Tide swarming in the sea. He asked, "Has the number of the enemies been counted?"

"A wave of this scale would be about twenty thousand or so." Upon glancing at it, Shi Dong provided the answer, "The vile spawn of the sea are mostly demons that have two-ter-long bodies and stand half as tall as an adult when they walk upright. Due to the similarity of the limbs, they are often referred to as 'nixies' or 'murlocs'.

"There are more detailed classifications, and so of them are considered to be elites among demons, such as bone-eating insects, tide summoners, deep divers, whale shark riders, storm priests that are comparable to humans in terms of intelligence, so on and so forth… This is probably a small tribe that has just hatched and ford.

"The competencies of marine species are generally polarized. So species, such as the Mountain of Nomadism, are terrifying enough even the creature is on its own. However, demons like these which rely on their large numbers to form a threat are much more commonplace. For catastrophes, they are nothing more than worthless consumables. They may only be of so use when their numbers reach hundreds of thousands or even millions. When necessary, they can be used as food. After all, the appetite of a giant sea monster is difficult to satisfy."

Ye Qingxuan listened in silence, yet he couldn't help but gasp ntally.

In this world, of all the regions humans had discovered, two-thirds was occupied by ocean. Land occupied the remaining one-third, and less than one-tenth of it was fertile, but it had fed and nurtured nearly three hundred million of humans.

This was only a rough estimation by the Sacred City. Taking into account tax evaders invisible on the household register, slaves considered as private property and the people excluded, accidentally or otherwise, from each nation's records, there were about four hundred million people in the world, according to the scholars' approximation.

The land that has been cultivated currently had reached its limit in terms of the human population it is able to support.

As for the ocean...

Murlocs were way less picky as compared to human beings. Seaweed, kelp, fish, shrimp, and even dead bodies of their own kind, all these could be part of their diet. Once the Dark Gaia sowed the seeds, fruits shall be borne all over the deep waters of the sea.

Within the enchantnt of the Holy City, Ye Qingxuan once saw the Vesicle Forest that nurtured demons. The appalling efficiency and scale of the transformation were nothing short of suffocating.

As long as aether supply from the leylines was present, it could decompose and reconstruct a living thing even in the short span of a few hours, shaping the embryo of a demon.

This was exactly why each and every awakening of Leviathan is a horrifying event that threatened the security of all countries. For success in sealing Leviathan once more before the vile spawn of the sea hatch to be assured, it was often necessary for Anglo to prepare for the disaster ten years ahead, and even then, they would only be confident when the Sacred City dispatched saints to be stationed at the scene as well.

At the mont, Ye Qingxuan could only thank his lucky stars that the territorial sea of Anglo was the sole region affected, and the threat was limited to this pitch-black sea.

The disaster must be resolved as soon as possible. Mankind could not sustain a war of attrition with the vile spawn of the sea. Once the deford ecosystem of the Murlocs was truly ford, humans would have to face demons a hundred tis stronger than the current number, not to ntion the gigantic sea monsters feeding on the Murlocs, as well as Leviathan itself.

But at the mont, Ye Qingxuan wanted to see how over a hundred n of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith could drive off twenty thousand demons.

"They're rely a flock of little creatures." Shi Dong let out a few peals of laughter and said, "Even their inherited mory is not awakened, so they have next to zero abilities. Their strength lies only with their numbers, making them no more threatening than a large Beast Tide. Honestly speaking, I'm afraid there is nothing much to look at. "

Just as the two conversed, the hissing sound gradually crescendoed. In the murky boiling waves, the first nixie climbed onto the coast, stepping on the pebbles and gravel as it crawled toward the stronghold.

Closely behind were the second, the third, and the fourth... To the extent that in the end, one could only make out a thick shadow of dark green extending on the shore, as if moss from the sea was spreading on land.

"Yet to mature completely? What a pity." Shi Dong narrowed his eyes and explained, "These are newborns lacking in calcium; the exposed bones have yet to hardened."

Ye Qingxuan followed his gaze, and his eyes fell on the Murloc at the forefront. Staring at the human-like demon, he couldn't help but feel that it looked like the magnified version of so deford baby, with bones that were still a faint white color exposed outside, its whole body covered in scales, and plenty of fish-like characteristics on its skull.

Becoming aware of the gaze coming from the top of the wall, the Murlocs raised their heads and hissed vehently. The sounds they made resembled that of a sharp knife scratching on an iron plate and rang out one after another, giving those who heard it goosebumps. Even though their language differed from human tongues, one would have no trouble understanding the aning expressed by the hissing sound—hunger.

The hunger that remained unsatisfied, right from birth to the present mont. The innate, vigorous coveting for human blood and flesh. And the greed that would never be fulfilled.

The re act of detecting the sll of human beings was more than enough to trigger the glands in their bodies to secrete lots of hormones, causing muscles to bulge and bones to proliferate. The sensation of hunger, just like a burning fire, completely occupied their consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the nixie had swollen up by a lot. The huge eyes on both sides of the skull were bloodshot. In the middle of the sclera which most of the visible parts of the eyes consisted of, strange pupils unique to fish contracted and quivered. The nixie had descended into insanity.

"Murlocs have a very sensitive sense of sll. The skin under the scales on their upper body actually has a large number of olfactory cells. Like all species of demons well-known for their numbers, once they detect the scent of humans, they will undergo a certain stress response, in which their glands secrete abnormally, and the hunger is magnified multifold. They are never satisfied and do not know how it feels like to be full. Thus, cases where they died from stuffing themselves with too much food are commonplace.

"An equally noteworthy fact is that they are rarely able to experience delight or satisfaction. Whether it is due to evolutionary mutation or so other deliberate attempt, I do not know. Only when their digestive organs ingest human hemoglobin can the pituitary gland synthesize hormones similar to dopamine..." Shi Dong paused and said no more.

Ye Qingxuan understood what he ant. In other words, the only instances where they would feel happy was when they consud humans… No, one could even say that doing so would make them as ecstatic as people taking drugs, entering a certain state of madness.

They had an instinctual thirst for the human body. If they had ever tasted blood, even only once, they would be ten tis as crazy the second ti they saw humans!

"Predators created to target humans?" Ye Qingxuan mumbled softly. In his mind's eye, he couldn't help but picture himself pouring two barrels of the blood of black dogs onto the tombstone[1] of Hyaku.

Look at what you have done! Ye Qingxuan thought.

At the mont, he heard the sound of hinges rubbing against each other. Below him, the gates of the stronghold opened with a loud crash. A hoarse singing rang out, "The Judgent Day is coming!

"The day is coming!

"The day is coming by and by!" In the low singing, several burly clergyn walked out from the door. They wore chain hoods and heavy tal armor and looked like a crossover between Hoplites and priests, yet in their hands held neither the Holy Bible nor the sword. Instead, they held a two-ter-high fla banner. The hefty and massive flag radiated heat and light frighteningly as it burned. The holy emblem on the banner bathed in the flas, as if it was dancing in the song.

Behind the clergyn carrying the fla banner, broken footsteps sounded in great numbers, a cacophony of husky voices followed imdiately. It sounded like singing, but also like innate, wild, guttural screams.

"The Judgent Day is coming! The saints and the sinners shall be parted right and left! Are you ready for that day to co? Are you ready for that day to co?!" It was as if a group of lunatics and drunkards were madly echoing each other, their singing sharp and piercing to the ears, lacking any semblance of rhythm or lody.

Ye Qingxuan listened and couldn't help but frown. "Isn't it a bit too early to exit the fortress for combat?"

"Well, we are doing this because we don't really have anything to guard the fortress with." Shi Dong said, "If the demons advance to the wall, it will beco even more troubleso, so we might as well get the job done outside the stronghold."

In the raspy singing, as the clergyn holding the fla banner marched forward, Ye Qingxuan could finally see the figures in the chaotic formation following them clearly. Then, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. Shone upon by the blaze of the fla banner, the figures following the clergyn with stumbling and staggering footsteps, fanatically singing along... were all demons!

The demons with huge cracks and scars that had yet to heal on them were like dogs, trailing behind the clergyn. The linen thread used to sew the wounds at the back of their heads revealed rough stitches in the glare of the fire. They sang the anthem noisily, stopping now and then, and followed the fla banner fanatically…

"You have been rearing demons?" Ye Qingxuan turned back and stared at Shi Dong with a shocked look.

"It's not sothing that I'm proud of, but yes." Shi Dong chuckled awkwardly and explained, "There are too many demons to finish killing off. We can't very well slaughter the rest for food, so our only option is to make good use of their remaining value..."

Boom! He had yet to finish his words when a horrifying gust of fla shot upwards from the middle of the nixies. The light from the flas flickered as it shone on Shi Dong's face, making his smile look strange and grotesque.

[1] In Chinese culture, the act of pouring the blood of black dogs onto the tombstone of another is ant to curse the person's kin and offspring by ruining their fengshui, usually as retribution, and is considered highly provocative. The blood of black dogs is believed to be able to ward off evil and weaken evil powers.

Chapter 557 - Making Good Use of the Remaining Value Among the piercing chis of bells, the noise of steel scraping against steel sounded from all over the stronghold.

The column of flas burned vigorously, and light showered down from the top of the fortress, illuminating the dark ocean and the mighty Black Tide that approached along with the ocean current.

"All those are demons?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Yes, the third wave in our predictions, but an hour earlier than expected. It is of a much smaller scale than the previous two." Shi Dong sighed softly. "After all, it is to celebrate the awakening and rebirth of Leviathan, the vile spawn of the sea born to the Dark Gaia. The total amount will far exceed the initial expectations of mankind, I'm afraid…"

On the tall walls of the stronghold, Ye Qingxuan furrowed his brows. The demons in the sea were advancing with the current. At the mont, every current was being used to the demons' advantage, continuously carrying an endless number of demons forward.

In the end… they gathered at Avalon.

Goddamn Avalon Phenonon! As humans have observed, almost all ocean currents converge near Avalon, bringing large schools of fish every year and forming natural sea routes.

All the while, the favorable conditions have brought incalculable benefits to Anglo. This is the Avalon Phenonon that oceanologists and hydraulicians from all over the world ponder over. Yet, no one has ever realized the truth: such favorable geographical advantages are not the blessings of fate, but harbingers of bad luck.

This is the king of destiny, a huge trap laid by Leviathan countless years ago, in order to engulf Anglo completely.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead to relieve a headache he was getting and asked, "How many n does the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith have now?"

"Slightly more than 300."

Shi Dong's reply caught Ye Qingxuan off guard.

"Isn't the establishnt of the Witch Hamr still here?"

"Originally it was, but after the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith was split, it had already been disbanded, and the n were sent to join the Knights Templar, leaving the establishnt with nothing but a na.

"Mr. Maxwell later sent 400 young n here. Alas, the ti of training is too short for them to be of any use as of now. When we left the Sacred City, we only brought along three hundred n. Out of this number, more than a hundred are either old n like or too young to be on the battlefield. We only have about 140 combat-ready n."

"Too few."

"It will suffice." Shi Dong said, "At least we still have one fortress for defense at the mont. The purifiers of the Religious Court of Inquiry are born with the mission to fight demons whose numbers are hundreds of tis of ours. If we are to embark on an eastward conquest again, we will probably face situations that are even more troubleso.

"I believe that you will soon get used to the disparity between enemy forces and ours in terms of numbers, Grand Inquisitor," Shi Dong said.

Ye Qingxuan gave him a brief look before shifting his focus back to the Black Tide swarming in the sea. He asked, "Has the number of the enemies been counted?"

"A wave of this scale would be about twenty thousand or so." Upon glancing at it, Shi Dong provided the answer, "The vile spawn of the sea are mostly demons that have two-ter-long bodies and stand half as tall as an adult when they walk upright. Due to the similarity of the limbs, they are often referred to as 'nixies' or 'murlocs'.

"There are more detailed classifications, and so of them are considered to be elites among demons, such as bone-eating insects, tide summoners, deep divers, whale shark riders, storm priests that are comparable to humans in terms of intelligence, so on and so forth… This is probably a small tribe that has just hatched and ford.

"The competencies of marine species are generally polarized. So species, such as the Mountain of Nomadism, are terrifying enough even the creature is on its own. However, demons like these which rely on their large numbers to form a threat are much more commonplace. For catastrophes, they are nothing more than worthless consumables. They may only be of so use when their numbers reach hundreds of thousands or even millions. When necessary, they can be used as food. After all, the appetite of a giant sea monster is difficult to satisfy."

Ye Qingxuan listened in silence, yet he couldn't help but gasp ntally.

In this world, of all the regions humans had discovered, two-thirds was occupied by ocean. Land occupied the remaining one-third, and less than one-tenth of it was fertile, but it had fed and nurtured nearly three hundred million of humans.

This was only a rough estimation by the Sacred City. Taking into account tax evaders invisible on the household register, slaves considered as private property and the people excluded, accidentally or otherwise, from each nation's records, there were about four hundred million people in the world, according to the scholars' approximation.

The land that has been cultivated currently had reached its limit in terms of the human population it is able to support.

As for the ocean...

Murlocs were way less picky as compared to human beings. Seaweed, kelp, fish, shrimp, and even dead bodies of their own kind, all these could be part of their diet. Once the Dark Gaia sowed the seeds, fruits shall be borne all over the deep waters of the sea.

Within the enchantnt of the Holy City, Ye Qingxuan once saw the Vesicle Forest that nurtured demons. The appalling efficiency and scale of the transformation were nothing short of suffocating.

As long as aether supply from the leylines was present, it could decompose and reconstruct a living thing even in the short span of a few hours, shaping the embryo of a demon.

This was exactly why each and every awakening of Leviathan is a horrifying event that threatened the security of all countries. For success in sealing Leviathan once more before the vile spawn of the sea hatch to be assured, it was often necessary for Anglo to prepare for the disaster ten years ahead, and even then, they would only be confident when the Sacred City dispatched saints to be stationed at the scene as well.

At the mont, Ye Qingxuan could only thank his lucky stars that the territorial sea of Anglo was the sole region affected, and the threat was limited to this pitch-black sea.

The disaster must be resolved as soon as possible. Mankind could not sustain a war of attrition with the vile spawn of the sea. Once the deford ecosystem of the Murlocs was truly ford, humans would have to face demons a hundred tis stronger than the current number, not to ntion the gigantic sea monsters feeding on the Murlocs, as well as Leviathan itself.

But at the mont, Ye Qingxuan wanted to see how over a hundred n of the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith could drive off twenty thousand demons.

"They're rely a flock of little creatures." Shi Dong let out a few peals of laughter and said, "Even their inherited mory is not awakened, so they have next to zero abilities. Their strength lies only with their numbers, making them no more threatening than a large Beast Tide. Honestly speaking, I'm afraid there is nothing much to look at. "

Just as the two conversed, the hissing sound gradually crescendoed. In the murky boiling waves, the first nixie climbed onto the coast, stepping on the pebbles and gravel as it crawled toward the stronghold.

Closely behind were the second, the third, and the fourth... To the extent that in the end, one could only make out a thick shadow of dark green extending on the shore, as if moss from the sea was spreading on land.

"Yet to mature completely? What a pity." Shi Dong narrowed his eyes and explained, "These are newborns lacking in calcium; the exposed bones have yet to hardened."

Ye Qingxuan followed his gaze, and his eyes fell on the Murloc at the forefront. Staring at the human-like demon, he couldn't help but feel that it looked like the magnified version of so deford baby, with bones that were still a faint white color exposed outside, its whole body covered in scales, and plenty of fish-like characteristics on its skull.

Becoming aware of the gaze coming from the top of the wall, the Murlocs raised their heads and hissed vehently. The sounds they made resembled that of a sharp knife scratching on an iron plate and rang out one after another, giving those who heard it goosebumps. Even though their language differed from human tongues, one would have no trouble understanding the aning expressed by the hissing sound—hunger.

The hunger that remained unsatisfied, right from birth to the present mont. The innate, vigorous coveting for human blood and flesh. And the greed that would never be fulfilled.

The re act of detecting the sll of human beings was more than enough to trigger the glands in their bodies to secrete lots of hormones, causing muscles to bulge and bones to proliferate. The sensation of hunger, just like a burning fire, completely occupied their consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the nixie had swollen up by a lot. The huge eyes on both sides of the skull were bloodshot. In the middle of the sclera which most of the visible parts of the eyes consisted of, strange pupils unique to fish contracted and quivered. The nixie had descended into insanity.

"Murlocs have a very sensitive sense of sll. The skin under the scales on their upper body actually has a large number of olfactory cells. Like all species of demons well-known for their numbers, once they detect the scent of humans, they will undergo a certain stress response, in which their glands secrete abnormally, and the hunger is magnified multifold. They are never satisfied and do not know how it feels like to be full. Thus, cases where they died from stuffing themselves with too much food are commonplace.

"An equally noteworthy fact is that they are rarely able to experience delight or satisfaction. Whether it is due to evolutionary mutation or so other deliberate attempt, I do not know. Only when their digestive organs ingest human hemoglobin can the pituitary gland synthesize hormones similar to dopamine..." Shi Dong paused and said no more.

Ye Qingxuan understood what he ant. In other words, the only instances where they would feel happy was when they consud humans… No, one could even say that doing so would make them as ecstatic as people taking drugs, entering a certain state of madness.

They had an instinctual thirst for the human body. If they had ever tasted blood, even only once, they would be ten tis as crazy the second ti they saw humans!

"Predators created to target humans?" Ye Qingxuan mumbled softly. In his mind's eye, he couldn't help but picture himself pouring two barrels of the blood of black dogs onto the tombstone[1] of Hyaku.

Look at what you have done! Ye Qingxuan thought.

At the mont, he heard the sound of hinges rubbing against each other. Below him, the gates of the stronghold opened with a loud crash. A hoarse singing rang out, "The Judgent Day is coming!

"The day is coming!

"The day is coming by and by!" In the low singing, several burly clergyn walked out from the door. They wore chain hoods and heavy tal armor and looked like a crossover between Hoplites and priests, yet in their hands held neither the Holy Bible nor the sword. Instead, they held a two-ter-high fla banner. The hefty and massive flag radiated heat and light frighteningly as it burned. The holy emblem on the banner bathed in the flas, as if it was dancing in the song.

Behind the clergyn carrying the fla banner, broken footsteps sounded in great numbers, a cacophony of husky voices followed imdiately. It sounded like singing, but also like innate, wild, guttural screams.

"The Judgent Day is coming! The saints and the sinners shall be parted right and left! Are you ready for that day to co? Are you ready for that day to co?!" It was as if a group of lunatics and drunkards were madly echoing each other, their singing sharp and piercing to the ears, lacking any semblance of rhythm or lody.

Ye Qingxuan listened and couldn't help but frown. "Isn't it a bit too early to exit the fortress for combat?"

"Well, we are doing this because we don't really have anything to guard the fortress with." Shi Dong said, "If the demons advance to the wall, it will beco even more troubleso, so we might as well get the job done outside the stronghold."

In the raspy singing, as the clergyn holding the fla banner marched forward, Ye Qingxuan could finally see the figures in the chaotic formation following them clearly. Then, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. Shone upon by the blaze of the fla banner, the figures following the clergyn with stumbling and staggering footsteps, fanatically singing along... were all demons!

The demons with huge cracks and scars that had yet to heal on them were like dogs, trailing behind the clergyn. The linen thread used to sew the wounds at the back of their heads revealed rough stitches in the glare of the fire. They sang the anthem noisily, stopping now and then, and followed the fla banner fanatically…

"You have been rearing demons?" Ye Qingxuan turned back and stared at Shi Dong with a shocked look.

"It's not sothing that I'm proud of, but yes." Shi Dong chuckled awkwardly and explained, "There are too many demons to finish killing off. We can't very well slaughter the rest for food, so our only option is to make good use of their remaining value..."

Boom! He had yet to finish his words when a horrifying gust of fla shot upwards from the middle of the nixies. The light from the flas flickered as it shone on Shi Dong's face, making his smile look strange and grotesque.

[1] In Chinese culture, the act of pouring the blood of black dogs onto the tombstone of another is ant to curse the person's kin and offspring by ruining their fengshui, usually as retribution, and is considered highly provocative. The blood of black dogs is believed to be able to ward off evil and weaken evil powers.