Chapter 426: Chapter 428: The Arrival of Old Days, New Players Enter Glory

In the year 3526 of the Era of Glory, January 1st, on the coldest day of Frost Month, snow covered the earth.

And in the early morning hours, a blood-red crescent moon rose into the sky, its brilliance impossible for even the storm to obscure.

It was as if that moon, hanging over everyone’s head, inaugurated a day that would be recorded in the annals of Glory.

The Ancient Era had arrived.

Before today, before the rise of the blood moon, nobody knew exactly what the Ancient Era entailed; but after the moon rose and the snow covered the land, the residents of the main Plane of Glory experienced for the first time the terror of being dominated by the Ancient Era.

Endless whispers from exotic realm city-states, similar to demonic roars emitting from the deepest abyss, echoed in everyone’s ears–strange, evil, twisted languages.

Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Fishmen, Beastmen, Centaurs…

All intelligent races spent the whole night in the Plane, engulfed by the relentless, evil whispers, and almost seemed to witness a creature with an octopus body and deformed human features breaking into their souls.

Spreading unabated fear, broadcasting that unique–aura of the Ancient Era.

And those deep, low whispers from the abyss continued until nine o’clock the next morning; but the moment those evil whispers ceased, something even more terrifying made most people forget the torturous whispers of the last night.

For the sky of the main Plane of Glory had shattered, yes, shattered.

Just as literally described, with a crisp cracking sound, the entire sky broke apart.

Covered by thick dark clouds, indescribable fissures appeared as if a mirror had been shattered and then haphazardly glued back together.

Then more terrifying was that from those cracks in the sky, surged an aura of the Ancient Era, more horrifying than the abyss itself.

The Ancient Era, representing decay, eternal silence, and destruction.

The utmost evil in the world was corrupting everything, a scene more terrifying than any collision between the bottomless abyss and the main Plane.

A pale gray aura of the Ancient Era poured in from the cracks in the sky, like water seeping from a torn quilt.

It was the darkness preserved from ancient times, enough to make even the most resolute warriors tremble with great horror.

The sky had split.

No one could describe the shock of the residents of the main Plane of Glory; their hearts enveloped by fear, their eyes swallowed by panic.

At this moment, countless believers rushed into churches to pray to their gods, the deities they were loyal to, hoping these grand beings would save the people.

But something even more astonishing happened.

All believers suddenly could not feel the presence of the divine; their gods, whom they had worshipped day and night, prayed to, adored, and yearned for, had vanished.

It was as if these gods had never existed in this world.

Thunderstruck, countless believers felt as if the sky was collapsing at that very moment.

They knelt down, their heads touching the ground, hoping their devotion might reconnect them with their faith, to prove their piety to the divine, to seek safety amidst immense fear.

But still, it was all in vain; the once faint connection each believer felt in their hearts was now completely severed.

Their gods could no longer be sensed.

Panic began to spread uncontrollably.

And as the influence of the vanishing divinities made itself felt, priests and church knights from various Sects began to rapidly regress in Level, their power inevitably plummeting.

Even the believers and priests of powerful divine entities like the Master of Dawn, the Sun Goddess, were not spared; everyone’s power was diminishing…

This harrowing discovery caused the already rampant fear to spread uncontrollably.

An unthinkable notion arose in the minds of believers–had their grand divine beings fallen?

This thought was immediately countered by their own rebuttals.

Impossible!! How could gods possibly fall??

But this blasphemous thought, once it took root, grew wildly like a weed.

If they hadn’t fallen, then why couldn’t they sense the presence of the divinities anymore?

As believers, although the divine rarely reciprocated, prayers always brought them a sense of the divine’s existence, which was why some were so devoted.

But now, this perception was gone…

The governance of Sects was a major stabilizing force in the main Plane of Glory; now disrupted, it immediately caused great chaos.

Countless people succumbed to fear, and lawlessness broke out, with arson, murder, and looting rising in almost every city.

At this moment, Evil God believers were extremely excited; they felt it–the arrival of that evil essence…bloodthirsty, brutal, cruel, the sky at this moment possessed all the darkness they desired.

Numerous Evil God believers began to firmly believe, the apocalypse was upon them, the world was about to be destroyed, and only by turning to the Evil God could one find ultimate salvation.

Though some priests of the Evil God believers, like those from the Light Faction, saw a significant decrease in their casting ability, a considerable number of Evil God believers’ casting power remained unaffected.

The emergence of this matter undoubtedly brought the claim that Doomsday was near to its peak.

Evil God worshippers and believers began to brazenly promote the idea of the apocalypse, even appearing boldly within regions governed by churches that previously could only operate underground and in the shadows.

The madness of the Evil God believers further exacerbated the situation.

But this was not all.

On the third Sunshine Hour after the sky had torn, a voice rang out in everyone’s ears, plunging the Main Plane of Glory into deeper despair.

“My children, the Destiny Tablet that determines the future of Glory has been stolen by the Ancient Evil God.

They ground the Destiny Tablet to dust using the Time Gear, and because the Time Gear is uncontrollable, fragments have scattered across the Multi-dimensional Plane.

The fate of Glory can no longer be predicted, and the darkness of old will envelop the land.

The Glory of the gods will dim, and the Divine will transform into Saints to descend to the mortal realm.

Only by finding the Destiny Tablet again and consolidating the Power of Destiny can the gods qualify to become Divine once more and the Multi-dimensional Plane of Glory be reborn.

I can no longer protect Glory, and after this, I shall fall into slumber, hoping you can awaken me…”

Countless Intelligent Life creatures were filled with tears at this moment.

Everyone felt that presence; it was the Life Goddess, a grand entity respected by all Intelligent Life in this world.

Legends say the Creator God made the world, but it was the Life Goddess who endowed it with life.

She is everyone’s mother, even the most evil Abyss Demons and the dead Undead must maintain enough respect for the Goddess.

Hearing this shocking news, all of Glory trembled.

The Destiny Tablet was stolen by an Evil God, and the goddess would fall into slumber, while the gods would lose their power and have to descend as Saints?

This series of shocks left all of Glory stunned for a long time.

Especially for Believers, if the gods were no longer resplendent, were they still worth worshipping?

Or, might mankind and other life forms have a chance to strive for Divine Status?

Ambitious individuals, Evil God believers, Legendary Strongmen, and Believers of the Gods were all enveloped in a bizarre atmosphere at this moment.

Some were fearful, some panicked, some retreated, but others were excited, agitated, and fanatic.

The gods had fallen, and the stars in the sky would no longer be bright from then on.

Looking up at the sky, the awe-inspiring crack filled the entire world with an indescribable presence.

A catastrophic darkness.

True change had arrived.

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The sun seemed to have been shrouded by clouds ever since the sky had shattered.

Duke O’Kelly stood in the backyard of the City Lord’s manor, looking up at the crack in the sky and the Extreme Evil aura emanating from it.

This resolute duke, who had fought all his life, could not help but feel a touch of fear.

It was a fear of the future, a fear of the Life Goddess’s final admonition, and a fear of a near-apocalyptic disaster.

With the Destiny Tablet shattered and the gods fallen, who then could withstand the encroachment of the Ancient Evil God?

He remembered the blasphemous words above Risier City that he could never forget.

I shall return…

The words of the God of Plague now wrapped around his mind like a Magic Curse.

I shall return!

How should the Nolan Empire respond at this time? What about the southern provinces? And what of Green City, his home base?

At that moment, confusion appeared in Duke O’Kelly’s blue eyes.

Tap tap~

The sound of footsteps behind him interrupted Duke O’Kelly’s thoughts. He swiftly turned around to see the bishop, a priest of the God of Nobles, running towards him with a look of fear, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Bishop, you…”

Before he could finish speaking, the bishop knelt down abruptly in front of Duke O’Kelly and looked up at him with endless fear, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

“Duke… Your Lordship, has really descended to the mortal realm? I can no longer sense Your Lordship’s presence, I can’t feel it anymore…”

“My power has diminished to Level 10…”

Fear was devouring the bishop’s heart.

No one could imagine how terrifying the impact was for a devout priest after losing the news of their Divine.

Duke O’Kelly’s face was as still as water, different from other believers, he was the controller of the southern province, holding command over hundreds of thousands of soldiers, so no matter how great the changes in the world, he still had enough confidence.

“Bishop, the Goddess’s words must be true. Our Lord might have already descended to the mortal realm.

But there is nothing to fear, we are all loyal believers of the Lord. Our duty should be to find the Lord and assist Him in returning to the Divine Country.

Fear can’t solve any problem.”

Although his inner turmoil was no less than anyone else’s, Duke O’Kelly still appeared resolute and unshakeable on the surface.

Anyone could give up, except him–he was the support for everyone in the southern province.

Hearing Duke O’Kelly’s words, the bishop’s eyes immediately lit up, “You are right, we must find the Lord and see Him ascend to the Divine Country again!!”

He then urgently added, “Duke, what should we do now?”

Duke O’Kelly shook his head, his face tinged with bitterness.

Though the words were simple, the difficulty of finding the God of Nobles, whose appearance and circumstances were unknown, among countless people was unimaginable.

Even though the main believers of the God of Nobles were concentrated in the Nolan Empire, there was no assurance that He had descended in Green City.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly said,

“I have already sensed the approach of evil. The search for our Lord will undoubtedly take a long time. Now, we need to stabilize the residents of the southern province and Green City.

Has Lord Ilo returned?”

Compared to the elusive God of Nobles, the tangible and reachable Lord Ilo was the true backbone of Green City at the moment.

The bishop shook his head, “Duke, the Elves returned to Green City three days ago and reported that the plane they were exploring had collapsed, and both Lord Ilo and the sealed divine being are missing…

Do you think, could Lord Ilo have been trapped? Or perhaps the Lord simply found an excuse to leave Green City…”

Duke O’Kelly’s brows furrowed, “No, Bishop, Lord Ilo would certainly not leave Green City so easily.

It’s more likely that he’s been entangled by that sealed Evil God…” His tone was mixed with complexity; this was their last reliance.

“What? Why is that?”

“The Dawn Sect is spreading in Green City, and over a hundred thousand believers are a force to be reckoned with.

Moreover, since the ancient days have come, only believers can provide the most direct power to the Divine. Lord Ilo would not leave so easily; he must be trapped somewhere.”

Duke O’Kelly spoke with increasing conviction, his eyes brightening as if he had seen through the fog to the truth of the matter, his tone utterly confident.

This logical explanation also convinced the bishop.

“You are right, we shall wait for Lord Ilo’s return…”

“No, we cannot just wait and do nothing!” Duke O’Kelly’s eyes hardened, showing a hint of murderous intent.

“As the core of the south, Green City must not fall into chaos! Immediately mobilize the military to suppress those Evil God believers and maintain public order.

Also send people to invite all professionals above Level 15 in Green City to the City Lord’s estate to discuss the future. Anyone who does not attend, kill!

Let the Mage Association of Green City and various professional guilds send personnel to assist.

Green City is entering a state of war, prepare everything as for war.

Anyone who disobeys the military order, kill!”

A single command, and bloodshed ascended to the skies.

As the true ruler of this city, Duke O’Kelly was a presence no one dared to overlook.

Even the evil-infested western district, upon this command, immediately hit a pause because the Green City military, exceeding fifty thousand strong, directly massacred seventeen Underground Forces, and those who took advantage of the chaos to murder and plunder were killed en masse.

The dramatic change had just begun, yet the authority of the nobility was still deeply ingrained in everyone’s mind.

And at this moment, no one could contend with Duke O’Kelly.

But as the Life Goddess had said, everything was changing, and the future was uncertain…

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The ancient days arrived, and massive changes swept across every piece of land.

The area that underwent the most drastic changes was the region of the Ancient Gods whose seals had been broken.

In Risier City, the Fierce Half-Ratmen began to spread uncontrollably from areas over a hundred kilometers away. In a short time, these dirty, foul-smelling, and cruelly murderous rats could be seen in half of the southern provinces.

Over this land, evil forces began to gather, and the wild Demon Beasts, under the corrosion of the ancient aura, started transforming into pure evil lifeforms.

Suddenly, the occurrence of dark life forms outdoors had increased by dozens of times.

Fallen Gnolls, Corrupted Kobolds, Bloodthirsty Cave Men, Berserk Boarmen…

Most of these life forms commonly seen in the wilderness had now been corrupted by the ancient force, and their power increased multiple times after the fall.

Outside major cities, the level of danger increased tenfold, even a hundredfold.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, the bird’s chirping had turned into mournful cries, crops began to wither, lakes became murky, grasslands dried up, and trees withered…

Panic uncontrollably began to spread wildly, with whole villages being slaughtered by suddenly appearing servants of the Evil God, and countless lives were brutally exterminated.

What was more terrifying was that, under such circumstances, no one was capable of going to the villages to ensure the safety of the farmers anymore.

Armies could only rely on solid city walls to defend the major cities, and with the disappearance of the Gods, Priests had lost their deterrent power against the servants of the Ancient Evil God.

The churches, as the main combat force, now resembled a lion without teeth… gradually being phased out.

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For the Era of Glory, it was an absolute dark moment, but for Earth today, it was a new day.

January 1, 2052, it’s New Year’s Day.

More than a year after the public beta of Glory, the second public beta took place, counting internal tests as the third game list release.

This time, the number of people who obtained game qualifications was as many as 1.1 billion.

Despite having so many game pods, they were still frantically snatched up by the eager players.

Many players who missed out did not hesitate to pay ten to twenty times the price to buy them at high prices online.

Many resold them and made hundreds of thousands, becoming the fastest way to get rich.

The second public beta of “Glory” is set at nine o’clock at night.

Almost all players who managed to buy game pods lay in their pods early, ready to embrace the arrival of the new world.

But the waiting time is always boring, the forum’s heat began to surge before the game opened, mostly new players excited about the game.

“I’ve been following Glory for over a year, and finally, it’s my turn to play!! Hahaha, Elf sisters, wait for my gracious visit”

“Damn, the officials are definitely doing this on purpose. Today, the Ancient Day comes, and these new players have arrived. This expansion pack is terrifying, I suspect the official site has made a big move. But I’m looking forward to these newcomers entering Glory… hehehe, just in time for the Ancient Day, get ready to be ravaged.”

“I am Swimming Dragon from Beijing nightlife, known as the strongest player over there. After my long undercover work on the forum, I have successfully collected the detailed addresses and list of red-light districts in 127 cities within ‘Glory.’ I wish to invite partners to join me in creating a guide to famous courtesans in the red-light districts, providing real experiences to guide old gentlemen, and also to asses and score each red-light district to prevent everyone from being deceived. At the same time, also planning the market to avoid market price increases, now recruiting ambitious and aspiring people to join this great undertaking”

“I heard this game is quite difficult. I’m from the post-30s, just graduated from university, wondering if there’s any guy who can lead me, if you’re skilled, voice company is available too~black silk thigh photo.jpg”

“I am Long Aotian, today I declare that this game has been conquered by me, don’t ask why I’m so awesome, because bragging doesn’t need to make sense.”

Most of the newcomer players were excited, while only a few who had been following the forum for a long time felt some apprehension.

They knew all too well about the initial situations where players were beaten by natives; now it was their turn to experience being thrashed, *It’s hard to put the feelings in words.*

Of course, the most excited were actually the veteran players.

Although “Glory” previously had 10 million players, they were too scattered across various parts of Glory.

One could hardly see many players in a city, making it difficult to form teams or pick up girls.

Now it was different, the influx of hundreds of millions of players greatly increased the player density, and among them were at least 40 million female players. With Glory’s exaggerated realism, finding a few female players to flirt with might be a real possibility…

Glory greatly improved physical fitness in reality, especially as it was found to aid in losing weight and beauty, which drove many women crazy. If not for the male players being overwhelmingly numerous, they might not have been able to outcompete the female players.

Of course, many players were also waiting to see the fun of new players.

After all, the hardcore nature of Glory had made them taste the bitterness of life.

And amid a heated discussion, the clock struck nine o’clock at night, and the second public beta of Glory officially began.

At this moment, the players lying in the game pods simultaneously appeared in “Glory.”

Not just players from Huaxia, but millions of international players also entered Glory for the first time…