There were always things in this world that were like Pandora's Box that were not allowed to be opened. And now, the Saint Statue in Jenn's hand was one of them. Although Jenn was very reluctant to admit it, he was almost certain that this was the Saint Statue of the former God of War, Bann.
This also meant that the power sleeping in this Saint Statue belonged to Bann.
The so-called resurrection of the Demons was not as simple as a street legend or myth. Whether it was demons or Gods, they all had the ability to resurrect.
Even Jenn was the same. If he unfortunately died now, then as long as there was a chance, Jenn could use all kinds of means to force himself to resurrect.
In the Klein Continent, death was not the end, but only a transit station. Mortals, Gods, Elves, Dragons, no matter what race or creature, they would all get off at this transit station and then find their own way out.
In fact, Jenn somewhat understood why Lorci wanted to get Bann's Saint Statue. Lorci liked chaos, but she hated war.
And Bann's resurrection would obviously involve her in a war — either she would be involved in it, or she had already been involved in it.
None of this was important. It was like when you saw a Teflin, even if he did not do anything, you would have enough reason to kill him to stop an evil deed or make him atone for an evil deed.
Bann was born to do this. He would involve Gods, Demons, and everything else in chaos. There would be no end to the war.
Perhaps civilizations would replace each other, perhaps races would die out, and perhaps flourishing buildings would vanish in the storm of time.
But only war was the eternal theme of this world.
Looking at the Saint Statue in his hand, Jenn narrowed his eyes.
In this way, things became even more complicated.
If the oracle that the Church of Holy received was referring to Bann's Saint Statue, then it meant that there was a high possibility that someone in the Holy Kingdom wanted Bann to resurrect. But what could Bann's resurrection do?
He was the Demon King. Did those pampered Gods expect Bann to turn over a new leaf and go to the Holy Kingdom to drink with them?
In an instant, Zayen recalled the one hundred and eighty-seven resurrection methods of the Devils.
In fact, if it was really a god who wished to obtain the Saint Statue, it would not be strange, because only a part of Bann's divine power and clergy was sealed in the Saint Statue.
Under normal circumstances, these powers would be of no use other than speeding up Bann's resurrection.
But considering that the current situation was different — Maka was dragged into the Demons' realm and crucified, unable to rise again for the rest of his life, the position of the God of War was completely empty.
It was not impossible for the gods to choose a sacrificial victim to obtain Bane's power. Although, logically speaking, it was highly likely that the unfortunate victim would become Bane's avatar.
But one had to consider the possibility that he might have resisted Bane's temptation with his staunch heart of justice and absorbed his power to become the new God of War. Didn't many protagonists in fantasy novels end up like this?
Regardless of whether his guess was correct or not, it was obvious that the Holy Kingdom hoped to obtain Bann's Saint Statue to achieve some goal, and Lorci obviously knew something, which was why she sent the Dark Elves to investigate.
But now, that was all Jenn could guess. Lorci would definitely not tell him the truth.
And with Jenn's current strength, he could not find trouble with the Holy Kingdom of Sky.
So, should he hand over Bann's Saint Statue?
Although Jenn could make a fake Saint Statue to fool people, considering that the other party was guided by the Divine Oracle, it would be a matter of time to distinguish the real from the fake.
Moreover, this thing was definitely a hot potato. Leaving it in his treasure room would only bring trouble to Jenn and not any benefits.
However, if he handed over the Image of the Saint, Zayen would have to consider the possibility that he might be forced into a war after this.
Just like Lorci, Jenn didn't really like war.
At least for now, he didn't wish for the underground city that he had painstakingly built to be destroyed by a destructive attack.
As for the thoughts of the Gods, who could accurately guess them?
As he pondered, Jenn tossed the Saint Statue in his left hand to his right hand, then tossed it back again.
He carefully sized up the stone statue in front of him, from top to bottom, without missing a single detail. Then, Zayen raised his eyebrows and focused his attention on the crown carved out of stone at the top of the stone statue.
Then, a glint flashed in Jenn's eyes. He turned around and walked out of the treasure room.
"Inform Pattilina that it's time to retreat."
Damned humans!
Cadker roared furiously as he pulled out the axe from the head of a human soldier that had been chopped in half and let out a furious roar.
His red eyes showed just how angry Kardecker was right now.
The Valkyrie soldiers that Pander had brought with him had been completely annihilated, but this didn't make Cadker feel any better.
The news of the city wall collapsing made Cadker furious. He had thought that these humans were too weak. No matter how he looked at them, they looked like bait.
And now, the facts had proven this point. These damned humans had successfully attracted their attention with these slaves, and then they actually broke through their city walls?
These damned bastards …!
"Sir Administrator, what should we do now?"
The Gray Dwarf aide-de-camp, who was also covered in blood, asked Cadker.
In the battle with the Valkyrie army, Cadker had also lost more than a dozen Grey Dwarves. Although it was a great victory compared to the annihilation of the Valkyrie army, it still wasn't enough to lift Cadker's mood.
"What else can we do?
Go to the frontlines and beat those damned humans back! Hurry up! "
Spitting fiercely at the corpse on the ground whose brain was still intact, Cadeck swung his axe with all his might and bellowed furiously.
Upon hearing his bellow, the remaining Gray Dwarf warriors bowed to Cadker, turned around, and sprinted toward the rumbling frontlines.
After seeing that the other soldiers had rushed to the frontlines, Cadker hurried toward the governor's mansion with two guards.
For some unknown reason, he felt a sense of unease.
Could it be that we can't defend Brandon Stone City this time?
If that's the case, I'd better pack my things and get ready to flee.
As soon as Cadker dashed into the hall of the governor's mansion, a voice sounded in his ears.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Sir Cadker."
Upon hearing the voice, Cadker knitted his brows. He lifted his head and turned to the direction of the voice. Verna was sitting on the soft, comfortable sofa leisurely, gazing at the Gray Dwarf Consul with a mysterious smile.
Upon spotting the dark elf, Cadker's expression darkened. A bad premonition welled up in his heart.
"What's the matter?
Dark-skinned?
Can't you see that the humans are attacking my city?
I'm busy now. If there's nothing important, you'd better not disturb me! "
Cadker took in a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He strode into the living room, glared at Verna, and waved his hand.
"By the way, where's Sir Mage?
Brandon Stone City needs his help!
I don't think he wishes for the humans to destroy this city. "
"Of course. Master wouldn't just stand by and watch those humans destroy Brandon Stone City. That's why he sent me here once again."
"Hmm?"
Cadker was taken aback. He stared at Verna and knitted his brows.
He tried hard to decipher her thoughts from her words. It was obvious that there was a hidden meaning in her words. What kind of ghost lord did she attack …
At that moment, Cadker turned around abruptly. Then, he swung his battle axe made of adamantine across the air and struck the dark elf warrior behind him.
This sudden attack left the dark elf howling miserably. The dagger that was supposed to pierce into Cadker's heart missed its target and pierced into his shoulder instead.
"Cunning dark-skinned ghost!"
Sensing the sharp pain in his shoulder, Cadker bellowed. The battle axe in his hand flickered in a dazzling brilliance. At the next moment, the unfortunate dark elf warrior flew backward as though he were hit by a speeding truck, crashing heavily into the wall and losing all signs of life.
But it was a pity that Cadker's two guards didn't have sharp senses like the Consul. As Cadker roared and raised his battle axe, he discovered the corpses of the two guards on the ground, as well as the dark elf warrior that suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost.
"Dark-skinned, what's the meaning of this?!"
"What do I mean?"
Vierna stood up and stared at Cadker with a sneer.
"This is a small punishment from our master. Not only did you ignore his kindness, but you also deceived him.
And now, it's time for you to pay the price for your foolishness. "
"You …!"
Upon hearing Vierna's words, Cadker glared at her.
At that moment, Cadker felt his shoulder turning ice-cold. He didn't need to look to know that the injured part had turned black and deteriorated completely.
The poison of the dark elves was considered one of the strongest in the Dark Region. Even a scratch on the skin was fatal.
But due to Cadker's vigilance, he wasn't killed in a single blow.
But this only extended his life a little.
"You shameless, despicable clown!"
Knowing that he couldn't survive, Cadker finally went berserk. He raised his battle axe high and pounced on Vierna.
Upon witnessing Cadker pouncing on her, Vierna pulled a long face and swung her arm forward abruptly.
At the next moment, a dozen well-equipped dark elf warriors appeared out of thin air, shrouding Cadker in a dark, magical mist.
Then, they raised their crossbows and fired mercilessly.
Cadker, whose vision was obscured, bellowed furiously. He brandished his battle axe and deflected one arrow after another.
But even so, he couldn't resist the poison's assault.
Shortly after, the paralyzing poison spread to Cadker's right arm, slowing his movements for a moment.
At the same time, a crossbow bolt pierced through Cadker's defense and struck his eye.
This also announced the final fate of the gray dwarf archon.
When the dark mist dispersed, all that was left before Vierna was Cadker's corpse, which had turned into a porcupine.
The gray dwarf archon was thoroughly finished and turned into a pile of rotten meat.
At that moment, Vierna went up to Cadker, swept a disdainful glance at him, and shifted her gaze away.
This way, the final obstacle to ruling Brandon Stone City had been eliminated.