<CONGRATULATIONS to Host for efficiently DESTROYING ROSELAKE TOWN!>

<Rewards:

❶ +100, 000 EXP

❷ Blueprints (?) x1

❸ Blueprints x 5

❹ S-Grade Token x 1

❺ A-Grade Token x 2

❻ B-Grade Token x 10 >

<+10 000 Evil Factors rewarded to Host for destroying a TOWN for the primary time!>

<Now, go and declare your new territory earlier than others may have an opportunity to steal that barren land!>

“. . .”

Wait! What?!

When did I destroy that city? The final time I checked, I left that city intact! What on this planet occurred?!

<It have to be that Hex and Cursed bomb that Dementia had given you. Who knew that it may destroy a whole city?>

“. . .” I have to be dreaming. There is no approach that I killed the a whole bunch of inhabitants in that city. It simply sounded so unattainable.

However the rewards stared straight at me, hovering in entrance of my face and I froze on the spot.

This wasn’t the kind of information that I used to be anticipating to listen to.

<Aren’t you going to verify your rewards, Host? There are a bunch of Tokens and Blueprints there.>

NOoOoO!

Though I needed tokens and blueprints, I refused to acknowledge that I had lately acquired them by massacring a whole city.

Perhaps I by accident earned it via different means? Like finishing a quest with out realizing it?

<The System by no means lies, and it does not make errors both. In addition to, you may solely get blueprints if you destroy villages, cities, or kingdoms.>

There have to be a mistake!

<The place are you going, Host?>

Again to Roselake City. I will verify it for myself. I would not imagine it except I noticed it with my very own eyes.

<However what in regards to the Blood Rain?>

I hadn’t even taken 5 steps to my home when a harsh and thunderous lightning that nearly break up the sky all of a sudden flashed throughout the horizon. It was quickly adopted by a roar of thunder and a dense blood-red cloud coming from the ocean.

With it, chilly and cruel winds blew in all instructions, carrying the howl of an eerie track of the useless that could not wait to say its victims.

The Apocalyptic occasion, Blood Rain, is right here!

—-

A number of weeks in the past, Septon Mason acquired alarming information — his sister was ailing. She was the spouse of Roselake’s Duke. However on prime of that information, he received phrases that the city was . . . cursed?

An unknown illness all of a sudden broke out, claiming dozens of lives, together with Roselake’s Duke. With each passing hour, increasingly had been contaminated by the incurable illness.

Some even mentioned that it was a curse as not solely had been Septus and White Mages unable to treatment the affected, however in addition they suffered the identical destiny because the fallen after they tried.

Roselake City was in a state of emergency and strict lockdown. Each soldier from the encircling cities was stationed at their border and acquired the order to kill anybody who escaped from the town to forestall the unfold of the illness.

All residents of Roselake who fled the city had been to be surrendered or undergo execution. The extra unlucky ones who had been in touch with the contaminated should quarantine themselves or undergo the implications.

Nobody was allowed to depart — by no means till the Kingdom knew what they had been coping with. The precedence was to forestall the unfold of the illness.

All teleportation gates going out and in of Roselake and the close by villages had been quickly closed, and all types of transportation backward and forward the city had been shut down.

The illness unfold quick inside Roselake City, and the as soon as lovely metropolis, well-known for its majestic view and crystalline lake surroundings, was now a ghost city.

Folks had been dying left and proper, some even earlier than they might make it out of their homes to obtain assist from a chapel or clinic.

It appeared just like the illness had been created by an evil being who needed to wipe out mankind. The epidemic was so merciless and cruel, depriving individuals of their family members with none warning.

Nothing was identified in regards to the illness — the place it got here from, what it was, or the way it unfold. Everybody feared the unknown. None of them needed to die, however they did not even know if there was one thing they might do. Their solely choice was to attend for somebody who may provide you with an answer.

“I do not wish to die!”

“Allow us to out of right here!”

“Oh, nice goddess Zephora, forgive our sins and heal us from this plague.”

“Why is the dominion not doing something?!”

“The place are the excessive Septons?!”

Cries and wails stuffed the city, and the Septons contained in the church buildings had been no exception. Morning to nightfall to nighttime, the wailing by no means stopped — till at some point . . . it was simply . . .  noiseless.

All the city was silent, like a graveyard.

In Rustin’s Monastery, positioned within the Holy Mountains, creatures who aspired to serve the excessive Goddess Zephora had been coaching to be a Septon. It was the middle of studying for individuals who determined to dedicate their lives to the teachings of the Goddess.

“We’ve got to ship in a excessive Septon and even request the Pope himself to try Roselake City,” mentioned Septon Mason to one of many excessive Septon of the monastery.

“Blasphemous. You are going to expose the Pope in peril only for one city?”

“However my sister is in there, and Roselake is one in all Rustin’s main cities!”

“Even so, we will not expose our high-ranking members to an unknown illness, and if I’d add, an incurable one at that.”

Even after rigorous coaching and pouring their blood and sweat, a Septon may solely advance right into a Excessive Septon in the event that they overcame a life-threatening ordeal. The standing was granted by the Goddess herself after bestowing a holy weapon to the profitable Septon.

Yearly, there have been solely about ten new Excessive Septons, whereas the remaining died going through their ordeal.

A high-ranking members of the church had been treasured assets of the Kingdom, they had been to not be uncovered to unknown risks that would trigger them to lose their lives. That they had extra roles aside from taking part in in wars and defending the Kingdom from annihilation.

One city did not want their concern, for an additional would rise ultimately.

“With the fixed wars within the neighboring kingdoms and the apocalyptic occasion quick approaching, we will not afford to ship our excessive Septons to such a spot.”

“However . . . possibly the angels or the apostles–!”

“Neglect it! What makes you suppose that these excessive beings would put a mere mortal’s life of their eyes? To them, Roselake city is nothing however a tiny plot of land. The Kingdom of Rustin does not lack them.”

The excessive Septon sighed and grabbed Septon Mason’s shoulders, gripping them tightly as he seemed into the younger boy’s eyes.

“Take heed to me . . . at this fee, the Kingdom would relatively burn Roselake to the bottom to forestall the unfold of the illness than ship a Excessive Septon to such a harmful faraway place — particularly not after we’re nonetheless at warfare and that the apocalyptic occasion is upon us.

“It is best for those who overlook that you simply ever had a sister.”