Chapter 492 God vs God
Zaun and Piltover.
As a truly world-desired city and the only advanced modern city in the world, this city also has a permanent population of millions that matches its economic size.
This is a total of more than 4 million people, and it is certainly impossible to evacuate all of them in such a hurry.
Before the attack began, no one knew from which direction the undead would invade the twin cities. It would be unwise to hastily escape from the city and leave the protection of the Wind Leader.
They could only stay in the city, praying for the Windleader's warriors while anxiously waiting for the attack to come.
Therefore, at this moment, the citizens along the coast saw a scene that made their scalps tingle and their backs chill.
A gray-black fog suddenly rose up from the western sea. The ominous black fog bloomed like fireworks and quickly engulfed dozens of merchant ships flying the Noxian flag in the center of the fog.
All this happened several kilometers out to sea, far from the coast and the city.
The black fog did not continue to spread and seemed to pose no threat.
But soon, along with the fall of dozens of merchant ships, an extremely huge magic door opened out of thin air on the sea.
At this moment, the light from the setting sun seemed to dim instantly, and the temperature seemed to drop to freezing point. The evil spirit of the dead gushed out, attacking .
Instantly, fish and shrimp floated up, and birds flew away in fright. Even though it was several kilometers away in the sea, the smell was still heart-pounding.
And at this time, true despair came to the world.
This gate to the underworld that opens on the sea is actually more like a floodgate of a dam.
In front of the dam are the lights of thousands of homes in the human world, and behind the dam are the vast waves of the underworld that have been accumulating for thousands of years.
Now, the floodgates have been opened, and what is coming is a world-destroying flood.
"Here they come! They are coming!" Everyone knew what they were about to face.
I saw the light curtain of the gate to the underworld flickering, and then a pale white fluorescent light gushed out like a flood.
This pale white light was just an inconspicuous cluster at first.
But the floodgates were opened and the torrent continued. Under the seemingly endless infusion of the flow, the white light quickly spread across the sea, violently swallowing up everything in its path.
But in a flash, a pale sea of light appeared before people's eyes.
The light illuminated the dim sky in the evening, but the dead white color did not make people feel a trace of light and warmth. Instead, it made people feel eerie and chilling.
And those with better eyesight can see it more clearly:
“No…” This is not Gwanghae at all.
That's the undead emitting fluorescent light!
It is a sea of undead souls consisting of thousands or tens of thousands of undead souls!
They poured into the mortal world like a tide and rushed towards the Twin Cities like a tsunami.
The sea collapsed in an instant, and the next thing to fall seemed to be the coast, with its millions of residents of Zaun and Piltover.
Can humans really stop this sea of undead souls? Even the strongest leader would have this uneasy question at this moment.
And at this critical moment...
A towering figure suddenly stood on the sea. She fearlessly blocked the endless undead spirits and protected the millions of lives in the twin cities with her supreme divine power.
"Janna!" people shouted in surprise.
Modkaiser knew that the twin cities were the best prey. Levi and Janna also knew which place needed the goddess's protection the most.
So, Janna descended upon the Twin Cities once again.
This time, she was no longer the low-key bluebird hiding on Levi's shoulder, but showed her true divine appearance for the first time in a long time.
Surrounded by air and with flowing long hair, her appearance is beautiful and full of solemn divinity, like the biting autumn wind or the warm sun.
In order to inspire people and create momentum, the divine body she conjured was hundreds of meters tall, enough for everyone in the Twin Cities to see the existence of this great god.
Levi was standing on Janna's shoulder at this moment, as small as the little blue bird that usually stood on his shoulder.
“Janna, make quick decisions.” He reminded himself, “There is no end to the undead. We must force that bastard Mordekaiser out of the underworld as soon as possible!”
“Yeah.” Janna knew this too.
The places that are being invaded by the undead now are far more than just the Twin Cities, and other places are not protected by the goddess.
And Modkaiser's tactic of killing believers to weaken the goddess is indeed useful.
Because not all leaders are extraordinary people with strong mental power, or "Pantheon drivers" with unlimited willpower.
Ninety-nine percent of wind leaders will gradually dissipate after their souls go to the underworld because they cannot withstand the ruthless attack of the wind of the underworld.
By then, they would be truly dead and would no longer be able to provide power to Janna.
Even if these leaders can survive in the underworld, the faith they provide will be weakened to a level infinitely close to 0 due to the obstruction of the plane barriers.
One hundred thousand mortal believers are enough to give Janna the power to call the wind and rain.
And the faith of 100,000 believers in the underworld, after paying the "toll" between the planes, gathered together, would be enough for Janna to make an inter-dimensional call to them.
Therefore, Mordekaiser's tactics are indeed very threatening to Janna.
The undead invaded densely populated areas, and the leaders in each place had countless civilians to protect who had no time to evacuate.
Therefore, the leader must never retreat.
On the other hand , in order to deal with the unknown strength of Mordekaiser, Janna needs as much Faith as possible. As a benevolent wind of change, she can't bear to see so many comrades die for this.
So they have to try not to die.
This is simply an impossible task.
"So, we must capture the leader first. We must force Mordekaiser out of the underworld as soon as possible."
If we don't deal with Mordekaiser, the source of all evil, as soon as possible, and instead let the Wind Leader warriors use their limited lives to fight a war of attrition with the nearly infinite Undead Legion, the Wind Leader will be the one who suffers in the end.
Even if they win, humanity will suffer staggering casualties.
It is even possible that a war would cause devastating loss of life, destruction of cities, overturning of civilization, talent gap, technological regression, and human productivity would regress by hundreds of years.
Mordekaiser, this must be resolved as soon as possible.
Even though Levi and Janna don't know the extent of Mordekaiser's strength, and don't know whether they can defeat this underworld tyrant who has been patient for thousands of years head-on, they must force Mordekaiser out as soon as possible and strive for this king-to-king solo opportunity.
then……
Janna looked at the undead souls surging on the sea with her kind eyes and pity.
The undead seemed to sense something. They also raised their heads and looked at Janna with grateful eyes.
The tiny ghost and the great god bid their final silent farewell.
And then: "The hurricane is howling!"
Janna showed the cold side of the wind.
She just waved her staff lightly, and dozens of fierce hurricane tornadoes suddenly rose between heaven and earth.
Each of these tornadoes was at least a hundred meters wide. They connected the sky and the sea, howling endlessly, blowing back and forth on the sea like a meat grinder, cleaning the sea surface polluted by the undead.
Thousands and thousands of tons of sea water rose into the air amid the howling wind.
There were also countless thousands or tens of thousands of wandering ghosts who were swallowed up by the sea as the sky and sea shook, and were strangled invisibly by the storm.
The power of the true God is far beyond the reach of mortal beings.
Whether it was the powerful Undead Knight or the weak slave spirit, they were all like light dust at this moment.
When the storm came, they disappeared into the vast sky and dissipated into the invisible air.
"Thank you..." The undead struggled and shouted to Janna.
They finally escaped from this eternal prison and disappeared into this world in relief.
The Sea of the Dead, which was surging with huge waves just a moment ago, was now strangled by the hurricane and seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
The sea was so vast and empty that not even a ghost could be seen.
Although the door to that plane was still wide open, it was still spewing out a torrent of undead souls.
But the pool has been cleaned out and only the outlet is left, which is of course easier to deal with.
"The hurricane is howling!" Janna waved her staff to summon the storm, and then installed a fixed tornado meat grinder at the gate of the underworld.
This is like placing an automatic turret with a one-hit-kill function at the entrance of the enemy fountain.
As many undead souls poured out from behind the door, they also dissipated under the ruthless spiral wind blades.
The dimensional passage outside the sea of the two cities was blocked.
"LeBlanc, it's your turn!" Levi looked at the third person present, the former Deceiver and now a labor reform student.
"Yes!" Leblanc's eyes flashed over.
She has been waiting for this day!
The Well of Souls of the Immortal Fortress and the dimensional passage in front of them are essentially the same thing.
Since Leblanc was able to seal the Well of Souls back then, she naturally has the ability to seal these dimensional channels now.
The ancient magic that seals the passage and separates the two worlds is her final united front value.
"Keep your word." Leblanc confirmed with Levi: "Seal one door, minus 200 years."
"Don't worry, I won't default on my debt." Levi said.
He had discussed with Leblanc in advance that as long as she could seal a dimensional channel, her sentence would be reduced by 200 years.
If she could close those dozen gates to the underworld, she would have made a huge contribution to mankind. Not only would her sentence be cleared and she would be released from prison on the same day, but she would also receive a big medal from the Leader.
"Okay!" A light of hope suddenly appeared in Leblanc's eyes.
She has been working as a laborer in Zaun for more than a year.
One year, a whole year! Do you know how she spent this year?
She alone runs three garment factories, a landfill, a ditch cleaning team, a coal mine, an iron mine, two hazardous chemical alchemy factories... and all of them operate 24 hours a day.
In this year, she has broken so many sewing machines!
Leblanc finally understood. The Leader was simply treating her like a "mass-produced Blitzcrank," an intelligent robot with no human rights to be exploited.
She had had enough of the suffering the people had endured under her rule for a thousand years in just one year.
When she thought that she only had 1999 years left of living this kind of life, she regretted it even more.
Now Li Wei finally gave her a chance to reduce her sentence. Her united front value finally had a chance to be realized.
"200, 200, 200..." Loveland excitedly recited the number.
In her eyes, the dimensional passage that exuded a cold and deadly aura seemed not to be a tunnel leading to hell, but a door to freedom and happiness.
"200!" Leblanc flashed in front of the gate to the underworld.
She couldn't wait to cast magic and seal the door.
Regardless of whether she can successfully seal other passages later, this door can save her 200 years in prison.
So, Leblanc rushed forward excitedly, just like a dog head seeing a cannon cart with low health.
"200!" The 200-year reward was about to be pocketed by her.
And just at this moment...
"Heh." A sneer suddenly came from the storm: " Traitor , you are here too."
"What?" Leblanc's heart sank.
Fear spanned thousands of years and instinctively surged into my heart.
Even this thousand-year-old lich couldn't help but shudder:
In the light curtain of the gate to the underworld, a hideous iron armor quietly emerged.
What was revealed under the iron armor was not human skin, but the solid body of the undead.
He came to the mortal world from the underworld, and as soon as he appeared, he stepped into the storm trap set by Janna. But he was not strangled instantly like other undead and dispersed in groups.
"Not bad. Quite powerful..." He used his iron- armored spiritual body to feel the intensity of the tornado.
Then he swung his giant hammer and easily dispersed the storm.
Behind him, the torrent of undead began to surge again. Thousands of undead rushed out, and the pale fluorescent light once again illuminated the sea.
But this time, no one could stop them. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the "Iron Man" nervously.
"Mordekaiser..." Levi and Janna silently stared at the tyrant of the underworld, the source of all this chaos.
"My two hundred..." Leblanc almost bit her silver teeth to pieces.
But she still didn't dare to stay here any longer, so she could only hurriedly leave the surface passage behind and turn around to escape.
"Strangle the soul!" Modkaiser's eyes moved, and the power of death surging out of his body condensed into a giant claw out of thin air.
The giant claw covered Leblanc's back in an instant, and was about to capture her with one blow and strangle her mercilessly in its palm.
"Stop!" Janna swung her staff and slashed out a high-pressure wind blade that was hundreds of meters wide, preventing the fatal blow.
“This…” Seeing the giant undead claws disintegrate into black mist in the storm, Modkaiser finally looked serious.
He did not chase after Leblanc again, but just watched her flee in embarrassment with a calm expression as if he was appreciating a clown performance.
Then, he picked up the giant hammer Nightfall and looked up at Janna and Levi calmly:
"You invited this traitor here just to force me out?" Modkaiser saw through Janna and Levi's intentions at a glance.
His subordinates are worthless undead slaves, while Janna's subordinates are human believers whose numbers are decreasing with each death.
He would definitely prefer a war of attrition, and the Leader would definitely not let him do that.
This is not difficult to guess.
Janna's silence at this moment also acknowledged this.
"Well, you succeeded." Modkaiser did not show disappointment.
The plane channel can be sealed, and he had already considered this.
The opponent was not a fool, and he had the protection of a true god like Janna. He did not expect to win the war with just those undead cannon fodder.
"Since you are so looking forward to fighting me, then..." Mordekaiser looked coldly at Janna, his biggest enemy now: "I will do as you wish!"
