Chapter 1698: 568. Hog’s Warriors: Bone Biter’s Legacy Legend Questline Grand Debut! – [Updated 10/30]
(Additional content for the “Hog is Quite Good” brothers [10/20])
Hog initially thought persuading Nifytelli would be difficult.
But as it turned out, Sir Wise Wolf completely misunderstood the workings of a madman’s brain. When Hog invited her to become the faith guardian of the future civilization of the Wolf People, the Mummy Girl, who was trying to drain the water from her brain, agreed without hesitation.
Her straightforwardness left Sir Wise Wolf dumbfounded.
No… Sister, this is such an important matter. Don’t you need to discuss it with your Death Moon Sect behind you? You made this decision so easily on your own—what if something goes wrong in the future?
The rebellion of the Avalon Church in the Goldenrod Kingdom triggered a ten-year war that vividly demonstrated the power of religious conflict to Hog, a Wolf Person. Now seeing how unreliable the Mummy Girl was, he started to have doubts as well.
Ultimately, it was Tear Flesh, who had been suffering beside Nifytelli all this time, that resolved this doubt for him.
“Although the Death Moon Sect does not seek substantial expansion of faith, the Sanghai People have long been dissatisfied with the external world’s erroneous ‘death knowledge.’ As the Gatekeepers of the Netherworld, they see themselves as orthodox, wanting to spread their influence through this authority.
For instance, during the famous biennial world tours with envoys, the Sun Priest and Moon Priest always accompany them. The opposition and cooperation of these two sects is an eternal theme of the Sanghai Empire’s thousand-year legacy.”
Tear Flesh stayed beside Hog and whispered:
“Recently, I’ve read the doctrine carried by Lady Nifytelli, and I’ve realized that the two beliefs of the Sanghai People not only complement each other but also have conflicts.
The faith of the Brilliant Sun has always been the true faith of the Pharaohs and Pharaoh’s Royal Family. The Sanghai People believe a wise Pharaoh King rules the eternal kingdom like the Sun in the sky, while most followers of the Death Moon are commoners. Priests preach the beauty of the afterlife and the legend of rebirth to suppress certain conflicts within the country.
Can you understand?
Hog, both beliefs are tools of the Pharaoh King.
But that doesn’t mean there’s no conflict between them. It’s just that the thousand-year legacy in the Sanghai Empire makes it impossible to determine which is superior.
Under these circumstances, spreading influence externally becomes a way for the two sects to manifest their dignity. Currently, according to Lady Nifytelli, the Brilliant Sun is spreading more smoothly across the continent than the Death Moon. After all, the Sun faith is closer to the light, and few would actively embrace the dangerous darkness of death.
The Sanghai People claim to be the creator’s most favored children and look down upon those on the continent who worship false gods, except for the eastern Calum Ancient Country, which they regard with some respect.
With such arrogance, it was impossible to preach, but now, you, the Wise Wolf, have promised the Death Moon Sect an allegiance of the Wolf People forces, which would delight the Moon Holy City.
Of course, it’s difficult for them to actively impart knowledge of death. Those folks regard orthodox knowledge highly, so don’t expect them to train the Moon Priests for you.”
“Hmm, makes sense.”
Hog nodded and said:
“But I’ve always been curious, where did your Pestilence Clan originally learn to manipulate the art of death? That’s not really something we Wolf People excel at. It’s said the strength of the Pestilence Clan comes from certain adventures you had in your youth?”
“Ha, where else?”
Facing this question, Tear Flesh, now a skeletal Moon Necromancer, replied coldly:
“Of course, from Dusk.
Back then, I was too young, eager to make my mark, and took the power those bastards taught me without caution. It wasn’t until I propagated this stolen knowledge and formed the Pestilence Clan that I realized I was just another ‘black glove’ chosen by them.
They use this method to corrupt the clans of Wolf People; many chieftains in Moss Valley privately have ambiguous ties with Dusk.
Hog, since I’m your adjutant now, I’m not afraid to tell you, there’s always been Dusk’s influence behind this Black Disaster. According to the normal spiritual energy tidal patterns of the Dark Mountain Range, this Black Disaster was supposed to occur many years later.
This is a preemptive war aimed to catch the civilization camp off guard.
Dusk promised the chieftains victory, but I can’t access specific methods at my level. However, I’m sure the civilization camp will face far more than just the Jackal army this time.
Even the fall of The Master of Hunting…
Do you understand?
The rise of the King of Bone Biting has the shadow of Dusk. Who knows if this birth of an Evil God has been agitated by them from behind all along?”
“Oh, sounds bad, but it’s actually not a bad thing, right?”
Hog immediately rotated his eyes and said:
“If survival concerns aren’t due to environmental changes, it means the major clans can’t actually mobilize all Wolf People clans to join this Black Disaster. I’m familiar with our people; unless they’re on the brink of starvation, it’s difficult for them to unleash true wild power and boundless courage in fighting for survival.
Lord Felix taught me that the terrifying Black Disaster he created was due to drastic environmental changes specific to the Dark Mountain Range, and none of the major clans have a reliable leader to make decisive decisions. This means any interests-related issue might cause arguments and even divides among them.