Chapter 1431: Chapter 217 Trouble
“I understand now; indeed, you needn’t worry.” Pannis maintained a calm deanor, but his constricted pupils betrayed a discordance between his inner turmoil and outward serenity. Perhaps fate was indeed filled with coincidences, but Pannis refused to believe such extre coincidences could occur, with Danacus gaining the upper hand in the struggle for the Divine Body, coinciding precisely with the collision of two worlds. In his view, this could not be coincidental; it had to be the result of Nellie’s relentless perseverance until the entire Realm of the Dead had been accepted by the Divine Barrier. Pannis neither knew nor wanted to fathom the extent of the price Nellie had paid, the pain she endured. He only understood one thing: that the state of this world had been achieved through Nellie’s utter dedication. For her sake, and for his own, he must safeguard this outco. He would not let Nellie’s efforts go to waste.
“Yes, we feel the sa way; we cannot let Lady Nellie’s efforts be in vain, not just for the sake of all living and Undead across both worlds, but also out of respect for Lady Nellie.” Finche spoke with the might of a hero reborn, forcefully saying, “So, in accordance with Lady Nellie’s last wish, we continue to work hard for her plan. Over the past year and more, we have guided the outside Undead by forging so of her Oracles, causing them to gradually warm to the living and laying the groundwork for future communication between the two worlds. Utilizing six rigid but sufficiently loyal Undead, we have continuously conveyed the friendly side of the living to the Undead and have consistently kept everyone inford of their hotown’s status. While evoking the Undead’s yearning for their hotown, we have made them understand that maintaining the status quo is the best protection for it. Everything has been proceeding step by step according to plan, but once again, the unexpected has occurred.”
“The followers of Danacus, those three moribunds, right? Oh yes, I’d forgotten you never t them in the end, unaware of their existence.” Pannis patted his head and said with a wry smile, “In short, a group utterly loyal to Danacus.”
“Lady Nellie had ntioned them to , so I am aware, though I’ve never heard this term ‘moribund’ before. It must be your own coinage, but quite fitting,” Finche nodded and said, “It’s them; they managed to create a one-way spiritual connection with this world by so ans, allowing them to directly feed so information back into the consciousness of the Undead during prayers. Though the information is fragnted and scarce, the vast number of Undead ant that these pieces were quickly pooled together. The gathered information fully disclosed the adversarial standing between the living and the Undead of the Yarran World, causing the Undead, who had been slowly accepting the living, to beco wary. Of course, wariness is good, and according to Lady Nellie’s plan, it was necessary to instill caution among the Undead to ensure their interests. However, this caution needed to be instilled gradually to avoid resistance. Now, with all the genuine information exposed at once, the sudden impact poses a troubleso issue, and despite our efforts, we’ve been unable to completely resolve the influence they’ve brought.”
“This kind of action wouldn’t be easy without the assistance of Danacus, I suspect,” Pannis said, squinting his eyes. “Danacus needs to hide the fact that their Deity has been replaced from the followers. Therefore, he can only resort to such ans to try to undermine Nellie’s plans.”
“There must be the help of a Deity,” Finche nodded and said, “Otherwise, it would not be possible for people to get feedback during prayers.”
“Wait a minute, this has been on my mind since earlier,” Pannis interrupted Finche, “You an the prayers of the Undead can actually receive responses?”
“Most of the ti, there is no response, but occasionally, there is,” Finche explained. “I believe this is a habit of Danacus. Unlike Lady Nellie, who would respond to the prayers of most followers, he usually does not reply to the followers’ prayers, responding only when he deems it necessary.”
“No, no, you’ve misunderstood ,” Pannis said. “I an, you two tried this thod of communication and didn’t get a response, but the followers outside did?”
“That’s right, quite ridiculous, isn’t it?” Finche said with a bitter smile. “I, the self-proclaid Archbishop with the supposed closest connection to the Deity, get no response, while those ordinary followers do. Fortunately, he rarely responds to the followers, so we’ve been able to muddle through. Otherwise, our problem would have been exposed long ago.”
“He must know that you two have seen through the truth, but because of your status, he cannot get rid of you for the ti being. Therefore, he’s marginalized you like now. After all, for the faith of the followers, he dares not reveal his true identity. At the sa ti, you’re also unable to tell the Undead the truth, so maintaining the current situation is the safest for him,” Lina conjectured based on her theological knowledge. “As ti goes on, it will eventually co out that you can no longer get a response, and once your credibility slowly fades, it will be easier for him to plot your removal.”
“Maybe it’s as you say,” Finche did not oppose Lina’s idea, nodding. “This counterattack by the moribunds, aided by Danacus, is indeed troubleso, but what’s more troubling are the recent developnts: Death’s Gate has opened ahead of ti, much earlier than we anticipated.”
“Yes, the moribunds sacrificed their lives in coordination with Danacus to open Death’s Gate,” Pannis explained. “I was there at the ti; one could say that I facilitated their plan.”
“Sacrificing themselves?” Finche was stunned for a mont before grasping Pannis’s aning, saying with difficulty, “Such a sacrifice is utterly underhanded—it’s impossible to thwart, and it was completed with your help.”
“I also find them very troubleso,” Pannis sighed. “But not having stopped it is a fact.”
“However, there is a silver lining; at least they are dead,” Finche said. “The opening of Death’s Gate is a critical phase in the plan, and if they were still around causing trouble, it would have been very difficult to handle. Thankfully, they are dead now and can no longer disrupt the thoughts of the Undead with fragnts of information, allowing us to tily counteract the impact brought by the sudden opening of the Gate.”
“That’s why I say, overly complex plans always co with countless unexpected events and are always at risk of being disrupted,” Pannis sighed. “Clearly, your contingency plans have also run into trouble.”
“Yes,” Finche said with a wry smile, “the trouble cos from another Oracle.”
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