The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 626 - 307: War and Cultists

A new year has begun.

The civil war within the Freedom Alliance that began in the second half of last year has now completely transformed into an intensely chaotic full-blown war.

On one hand, the alliance embroiled in civil war must unite to resist the Enzelle Kingdom’s attacks, while on the other hand, they must prevent internal members from taking the opportunity to ambush them.

The previous civil war has fully ignited hatred among them.

Under such circumstances, they naturally cannot organize any effective resistance.

Practically the entire Liberty City Alliance has fractured, and one-third of cities that were once part of the Liberty City Alliance have already been fully occupied by the Enzelle Kingdom.

But for the past month.

In the region embroiled in this chaotic battle, the fighting on both sides has weakened somewhat.

However, this doesn’t mean it’s become safer here; instead, it has become even more chaotic and dangerous.

This full-scale war has acted as a complete catalyst, influencing a large number of cultists to emerge, who begin to vent their anger and pain base on their past hatreds.

Vowing to bring these emotions to everyone.

As for Bruto.

This city, already occupied a little over half a year ago, has yet to exist in a stable order.

Afeqi quickly traverses through the woods outside the city under the cover of night, wearing the Night Watcher’s cloak.

Enabling him to conceal his presence more easily at night, with sounds he makes reduced to the extreme.

But at this moment, Afeqi had no intention of hiding, boldly moving through the woods as if pursuing something ahead.

Suddenly finding the right opportunity.

Afeqi pulls out a flying knife from his waist and throws it.

Accurately striking the fleeing person in front.

With a scream, he falls to the ground.

"Azar."

Afeqi calls as he arrives before the man.

The man turns his head, his facial skin entirely red with black stripes on top.

Bone spikes growing from his forehead and neck.

He has completely lost his original appearance, now resembling a monster.

"Haha." He opens his mouth to laugh, blood still flowing out.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to have just experienced a fierce battle and is now severely injured.

"Afeqi, you bastard, do you think what you’re doing is justice? You’re just a henchman of those damn stray dogs, as disgusting as they are."

Afeqi tightly grips his slender sword blade.

"I know the hatred in your hearts, but it’s no reason to throw yourself into the embrace of the Evil God."

"Don’t speak of my father that way! It was he who brought me hope and power! Allowed me to avenge my daughter!

Stop your hypocritical act, damn the world, when my daughter died before me, whether it was you or those damn bastards, they all deserve to die."

Afeqi’s expression does not change, his blade swings.

The cultist’s head before him is thus severed.

Unknown when, the sky begins to rain.

As the rain washes, scarlet blood flows into the soil.

After some unknown passage of time, the body slowly turns into ashes.

Leaving a shard of stone in its place.

Afeqi picks up the stone, silently sighing.

[Afeqi: Target has been exterminated.]

[Ritke: You’ve worked hard, come back.]

He puts away his weapon and returns to the city.

The soldiers at the city gate wear the uniform of the Enzelle Kingdom, having long taken over the city’s security.

Seeing Afeqi approach, they quickly bow respectfully.

And as Afeqi enters the city.

The night streets are somewhat quiet, but scattered lights still shine.

At this moment, some residents peek from the second floor.

Spitting aside after seeing Afeqi.

Some are even unabashed: "Oh, the stray dog protecting everyone is back."

"Haha, wonder if his master will reward him with food."

The surrounding residents burst into laughter.

But when the footsteps of patrol soldiers come from afar, they quickly collect their expressions and close the doors.

"A bunch of cowardly maggots, don’t mind them, sir." The patrol captain scolds, bowing sincerely before Afeqi.

Afeqi is used to this, waving his hand and leaving for the tavern.

Besides some Enzelle Kingdom soldiers, city residents rarely visit the tavern.

Afeqi looks at his companions, fatigue evident on their faces.

"Back? Want a drink?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He nods, sitting at the bar.

"I heard yesterday in Cuihe City, a cultist ritual succeeded." Dute says.

Though curious, the Guardians casually drink, as it’s already the fourth time this month.

Even if each city has a team of Night Watchers responsible for eliminating cultists, even during such wartime, neither side would behave rudely towards the Night Watchers, even providing conveniences.

Yet, still difficult to suppress cultist momentum.

Because too many civilians suffer.

And most civilians have no preparation against the Evil God’s belief or those sinister faiths.

Very easily succumbing during such suffering and pain.

In part because Night Watchers haven’t had time to spread awareness, but also because Liberty City Federation residents have a very blurry boundary between good and evil.

Those living in this chaotic area are somewhat less virtuous than others.

This results in Night Watchers’ manpower being stretched thin at times like this.

Additionally, with many civilians voluntarily sacrificing themselves, cult rituals succeed one after another.

"I heard a brother died too."

"What?!"

Everyone is surprised now.

Expressions turning furious.

"Those damn ignorant fools!" Afeqi curses angrily.

Causing Night Watchers’ death is exceedingly difficult, a death signifies the ritual completed by cultists is definitely no small scale.

At least rating around Level 6.

This is the Night Watcher’s internal division, used to categorize the threat level of rituals completed by cultists.

Tied to the individual Night Watcher levels.

The higher the level, naturally the more dangerous, but also harder to succeed.

"I say, this damn place should have been wiped out long ago." Dute expresses more extreme views.

Unlike other Night Watchers, Dute detests this chaotic area.

He’s a person who likes order and safety.

Liberty City Alliance is simply a synonym for chaos and savagery.

Just having despising slave trade existing disgusts him enough to vomit.

He wishes the Enzelle Kingdom would sooner flatten this damn place.

"Alright, everyone’s tired, rest early."

However, before his words settle, a wave of sinister aura instantly charges at them.

Suddenly, they involuntarily freeze in place.

This sinister aura, undeniably, is brought by an Evil God’s Apostle.

"Someone is conducting a ritual within the city!"

Shouting angrily.

Just finished clearing cultists outside, they must drag their weary bodies and rush out again.

Such occurrences only reveal their oversight.