Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 482 finally appeared?

If you have never seen what the girls saw when they came into the world, you cannot understand their disappointment and regret. Is this the beautiful world that their mothers described to them? Is it really the right choice to give the power of the girl's kingdom to the man named Tumi? Looking at the burning earth, the gloomy sky and the dark ocean in front of them, they couldn't help but have such thoughts in their hearts.

The villages burned in the flames of war, the roads were buried in the weeds, corpses were exposed in the wild and were being eaten by ants, and the sky was filled with scavenger vultures and crows, occupying every inch of space in darkness. It was as if the volcano at the beginning of Genesis was angry at the endless fighting and killing of living beings, so it erupted all the haze that had accumulated until then, shrouding the whole world in a gloomy and bleak atmosphere.

Wherever you go, you can see the desolate scene left by the war: civilized cities were destroyed and turned into ruins where bandits were rampant. There was no hope or pain in the eyes of the people, only numbness to the fact that they no longer had any feeling for "living". Collapsed buildings were piled up everywhere, withered yellow leaves floated alone in the stinking ditch that soaked the soul, and pale tree trunks were torn and extended with traces of death. In the mossy bridge holes of the arch bridge, on the dilapidated and water-soaked brick walls of the tower, on the balconies where the tuberose and rose vines died one after another... Everywhere hung the illusion of past prosperity, but it looked even more miserable and lifeless.

In the wilderness outside the city, only the plants and trees that took root in the bones of the dead and grew from their flesh and blood seemed particularly lush and prosperous. However, this vitality was only superficial, and there was no sign of any living creatures, because all the beasts and monsters living on this land had been defeated by the cruel war, either reduced to an inch of ashes buried in the blood and fire, or hurriedly fled their homes with panic whimpers, leaving these hundreds of years old trees to grow alone here. The huge forest was empty, gloomy like an uninhabited castle, and only the ghosts of the past were persistently wandering among the roots of weeds and dead vines, telling the whispers of the past.

In the era of rampant wars and disasters, all the beautiful emotions that creatures once had were worn out, leaving endless malice. As a result, they killed each other for the little food left; abandoned their relatives and friends, ignoring their painful pleas; gave up on themselves, hysterically blaming the witch who brought war and disaster; or gave up thinking, blindly followed temptation, and dedicated their bodies to the indescribable evil gods, entrusting the happiness that could not be obtained in this life to the next life they promised.

Since the birth of the first religious prayer meeting, the more chaotic the times, the easier it is for these evil god sects to grow endlessly like spores in the cracks of shadows, taking advantage of people's powerlessness and despair to satisfy their endless desires like the abyss. The Chaos Girl who came to the mortal world could not accept that the girl kingship who silently guarded the world and entrusted the power of law to humans became a witch who brought disaster in the mouths of these humans? What is even more unacceptable is that those evil god sects who persuaded people to give up hope and sacrifice their bodies and souls all called themselves believers of Chaos under the guise of witches.

The Crimson Prayer Society that believes in "strife", the Hermit Church that believes in "darkness", the Eternal Life Ceremony that believes in "death", the Coffin of the Dead that believes in "plague", the Cult of the Innocence that believes in "fear", the Chaos Twilight that believes in "the end", and the Abyss Sacrifice that believes in "disaster"... These Chaos believers were persecuted by the four empires in the Age of Cataclysm, and became displaced and homeless. In the current Age of Divine Change, the seven gods who once persecuted them have lost their minds and fallen into madness. For them, this is a perfect and justified opportunity for revenge. They want to return the pain they have suffered in the past to those ambitious guys intact or even double it.

They naturally regard their actions as justice, and believe that if their gods were to come, they would also approve of this kind of revenge. But in fact, in the eyes of the Chaos Girls, their actions are no different from those of Abraham and other mad gods. They are just bastards who use their power in the wrong direction and only impose pain and disaster on others.

If this kind of world is the beautiful world that the man named Tumi promised to create, then it would be better to take back all these powers and let the deceivers and betrayers get the punishment they deserve.

Only in this way can they make up for the mistakes they made many years ago because of their momentary weakness and disobedience to their mother's advice.

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"With this in mind, the Chaos Girls decided to go to the Land of All Souls, Ardes, where the All Saints' Gospel Monastery is located, to find Saint Tomi, who was concentrating on studying how to solve the erosion problem, and take back the fourteen royal holy vessels from him. They also asked him face to face whether he still remembered his promise at that time, and how he fulfilled it."

Fei'er's voice gradually returned to calm, no longer as aggressive and indifferent as before. Perhaps she realized that no matter how angry she was, she could not change what happened in the past, or perhaps she felt that venting her anger for the past on the people now, including her sisters who were unaware of it, was undoubtedly a despicable act. So she began to control her emotions and tried her best to tell the story from the perspective of an observer as she said at the beginning - she thought she could do it after so much time had passed, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.

Some things will make people angry if they just recall them. Saint Xia Liya looked at the calm expression on Fei'er's face, and somehow, she suddenly felt a little lost. She had lost many memories, so she never knew that she had felt this way in the past. However, if what Fei'er said was true, then she - they, her sisters who had not yet met, faced a devastated world, the gap between ideals and reality, they must feel very sad, right? Sadder than she is now.

She opened her mouth and said in an inaudible voice: "Sorry."

Although she didn't know why she was apologizing, let alone what she was apologizing for, but before her rationality came into play, her emotions had already driven her to say this. It was such a strange feeling as if... if the self who had not lost her memory was standing here, she would say the same thing.

Fei Er was stunned for a moment, and after she reacted, she looked away somewhat unnaturally: "It's nothing, it's not your fault, you don't have to apologize for those mistakes that are not yours, although..."

Although, this is your personality.

She sighed silently in her heart, and then continued to narrate: "However, the girls did not successfully meet Saint Tumi. Before that, they ran into the seven gods who had fallen into a state of madness. It is hard to say whether this was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement of fate. In short, when they realized that these mortals used their gifts in the wrong way, they took action and tried to stop these crazy gods from continuing to create disasters. At the same time, the latter also smelled what they longed for from them, that is, the power of kingship, and realized that as long as they devoured the girls in front of them, they could ascend to the coveted throne of God. So, they temporarily put aside their previous conflicts when they lost their minds, joined hands, and launched an attack on the girls."

"The battle between the two sides was very fierce. The girls who held the royal power should have easily won, but they never used this power in battle. Moreover, the chaos royal power essentially symbolizes the negative power of the universe, which can be seen from their names: strife, disaster, plague, darkness... Once these powers completely erupt, it will only make the suffering of the world worse and confirm their reputation as witches. Therefore, the girls who were worried could not fight with all their strength, and the situation fell into a stalemate."

"At this time, those who launched a coup and tried to seize power in the empire gathered together and launched an indiscriminate offensive on the battlefield, attempting to destroy the seven crazy gods and these witches who brought disaster. At the same time, the desperate and sad prayers of the Chaos believers who had been persecuted and fell into the abyss of revenge also reached their ears. The betrayal of mortals and the pain of believers entangled the hearts of these girls at the same time, causing the Chaos Kingship, which had already leaned towards the negative pole of the universe, to finally reach its limit and erupt completely. The power they had previously suppressed began to overflow uncontrollably, bringing about fighting, disaster, death, plague, fear, darkness and the end."

Fei'er's voice was low, and it must have been an extremely painful memory. They came here to know this beautiful world, but were forced to be involved in a battle against their will, and their power exacerbated the suffering that this world was enduring. If that was the case, what was their purpose in coming here in the first place? What was the meaning?

Such a sad past event, even from the perspective of the enemy, Lingge could not regard it as a purely rational description.

"The battle was out of control at this point. The Seven Gods were powerless to resist the power of the kingship. The founders of the Yahhe Empire, the 'God of Black' Constantine and the 'God of Despair' Inos, were killed one after another. Countless extraordinary people and ordinary people affected by the aftermath of the battle were buried with them. Blood surged and stained the sky and the earth. The corpses floating in the sea once blocked the mouth of the Weyamin Dam where thirteen rivers converged."

As if recalling the scene at that time, Fei Er slowly clenched his palms. The dark and empty area beside him seemed to sense the emotions of its master and began to boil restlessly. In the cracks of the shadows, silent shadows like steel were twisted and flashing: "Just when the situation was on the verge of getting out of control, the man, the man you respectfully call Sheng Tumi, finally appeared."

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)