Chapter 1410 Winterhoof
Translated by Jim
Edited by RED
As soon as Abel returned to Doff’s Kingdom, he went into the training room and entered the Dark World for his daily training.
He returned the next morning and saw the God of Black Fog still learning from Doff. Suddenly he remembered that he had forgotten something.
The Black Fog Cloak! Since it was the God of Black Fog’s Relic, it could help him level up!
Abel connected to the God of Black Fog and ordered him, “Recall!”
Above the Crazy Heart Valley…
The Death God was strengthening his kingdom with holy texts. It was something a god had to do if they wanted to keep strengthening themselves and their Kingdom. It was true for the Death God as well, and he was already numb to these mundane tasks.
Comfort only goes to those with no ambition, so don’t think being a god is comfortable. Just like Doff, he had not rested for a single moment after he became a god.
Suddenly, the Death God paused. Something strange was happening to the black cloak he was wearing.
Indeed, the black cloak on him was a Relic, but not one of his own. It was the God of Black Fog’s Black Fog Cloak!
The Cloak had been with him for thousands of years. He had exchanged for it from the Wizard Union because he wanted to understand its mysteries.
Back when the God of Black Fog was captured long ago, this Black Fog Cloak was placed in the Wizard Union Headquarter’s display
room.
Since he was afraid that the Black Fog Cloak would disappear without the God of Black Fog’s control, the Death God had never made himself its owner.
Of course, the Death God also never believed the God of Black Fog would one day escape, so the Cloak was basically his!
An idea struck the Death God. “The God of Black Fog was resurrected!”
He was stunned, but he could not stop the recalling of the Cloak.
He knew how scary the God of Black Fog was back in the day. If he did not let the Cloak go, the God of Black Fog might kill every orc in his faithful grounds! Other gods might not do something like that, but the God of Black Fog had no morality.
Soon, the Black Fog Cloak disappeared from his back. The Death God stood naked in his Kingdom, but he did not care.
He felt the urge to head to the Wizard Union to see what had happened, but he suddenly remembered that Abel stole something from the Wizard Union Headquarters some days ago “Could it be..?”
As the Death God was still thinking, the denizens of the Winter Hoof kingdom began to cheer.
That morning, when the first tauren stepped out of his tent, he saw a patch of green and moisture began to return on the breeze.
It was almost like their world had been cleansed overnight.
In a shabby temple of the Winter Hoof kingdom, an old tauren saw a sparkling glow arise on an old statue.
It was the last temple of the God of Black Fog. If it had looked just a bit more luxurious, the Wizard Union would not have allowed it around.
Considering how stubborn the tauren were, this temple was still always supported by a family of priests.
Immediately that old tauren dropped to his knees and began to laugh and cry at the same time….
In the Winter Hoof Royal Palace, His Majesty Moby also got the news. He gathered his lords and the only two archpriests of the Winter Hoof kingdom.
“I sense that the great God of Black Fog had returned, but at this moment it might bring a lot of unexpected changes to the kingdom. Please discuss what we should do!” King Moby said grimly.
Since their faith had been lost for so long, few of the tauren around believed in the God of Black Fog
It was the case for King Moby as well; he cared more about the well-being of his kingdom.
“King Moby, our time has come. The great God of Black Fog has brought fortune back to our grasslands, and our future will be as bright as the Crazy Heart kingdom!” a tauren lord bowed.
“No, if we place faith in the God of Black Fog now, the Wizard Union will target us and make our days even worse!” another tauren chimed in.
Just like that, the discussion started and voices from both sides emerged.
On one hand they wanted to accept the God of Black Fog again, but on the other they couldn’t guarantee what the Wizard Union might do.
As the discussion grew hearted, King Moby roared, “Shut up, where do you think you are?” and the palace returned to silence. Afterwards, he turned to the two archpriests who had not spoken and asked them, “What do you think?”
“King Moby, do you think us insignificant beings can interfere with the decision of a god?” the priest named Doson asked coldly. He then smirked at the lords who were arguing, almost like they were clowns.
“The great God of Black Fog has returned and the changes he brought to the weather are noticeable. We are all living in his faithful grounds, and you are still wondering if you should place your faith in him?” he continued.
Considering how shabby the only temple was, no one was expecting the God of Black Fog to treat them so well so soon after he had been resurrected.
The God of Black Fog had full control over his faithful grounds, and he could easily kill off the unfaithful ones!
“If things really are going that way, we will call the Wizard Union for help!” a tauren lord suggested.
His distaste for the God of Black Fog was part of him, and the God of Black Fog in Doff’s Kingdom immediately sensed it.
A distaste for a god in their faithful ground was like a candle in the dark, and the God of Black Fog had learned a lot from Doff already. He knew exactly what to do.
As soon as that lord finished his sentence, a black fog appeared on him and he immediately dropped to his knees, begging for his life!
However, that stopped nothing, and that weightless fog pressed down on him like a mountain, crushing him flat.
No one said a word afterwards, and all the lords who thought of going against the God of Black Fog were trembling.
“In the great god’s faithful grounds, the ones who rebel will be the ones who are dead!” Priest Doson added coldly.
He couldn’t care less if the God of Black Fog had returned or not. As an archpriest at the top, even a god might not help him level up again. But he stillwanted his disciples to live a good life, so he wouldn’t go against the God of
Black Fog.
“Make an announcement! The great God of Black Fog has returned, and all of his followers will live forever!” King Moby decreed promptly.
After seeing what had happened he knew they had no choice!
The Death God did a godsend and flew towards the Winter Hoof Grassland.
Just looking at it from a far, he knew the God of Black Fog had been resurrected and the Winter Hoof Grassland was reborn.
Over the next two days, the Crazy Heart kingdom changed many of their policies regarding the Winter Hoof kingdom.
The most important of those concerned the resources for priests. The Winter Hoof kingdom had been forced to export a lot of their natural resources to the Crazy Heart kingdom, but now they would do it on more equal terms.
The Death God reacted instinctively. He was scared, afraid of that crazy old black fog from long ago…
The Wizard Union also got the news, even though their Investigation Department had taken a huge hit.
But they hesitated, as the time was just not right.
They knew very well who had captured the God of Black Fog. Although they didn’t know what kind of contract he had signed with Abel, making a move now could provoke Abel.
Second, the changes that were taking place limited the Wizard Union’s ability to start a God Rank war within the central continent. The Howling Castle had been attacked constantly, while the number of God Rank knights in the Holy Kingdom had increased to seven, which was a huge threat!
Third, the God of Black Fog’s faithful ground was nothing new. It was always there and all the God of Black Fog did was change it a little.
They couldn’t give Abel trouble for something that had happened thousands years ago. But still, they knew Abel had now obtained two more warrior gods on his side.
How scary were they? Just look at Doff, the War God; he was not something a single God Rank wizard could go against!
Even if they didn’t take the dragons into account, Abel alone was enough to make them think again. If they couldn’t be a hundred percent sure that they could kill Abel, they would prefer to maintain a good relationship with him, especially considering how hostile the Holy Kingdom was. They were unleashing a God Rank battle almost every couple of days and even God Rank wizards were exhausted by it.
If they were to start a war with Abel as well, they would be in huge trouble!
As all this was happening, Abel had no idea what was going on. He just knew he had suddenly gained a lot more followers from the Winter Hoof grasslands.
Although they were not extremely faithful, he was still happy since he was basically getting a hundred thousand new tauren followers almost every day!
After all, the Winter Hoof Kingdom was huge. The God of Black Fog’s followers could reach a billion in number. The Thief God Milton had only managed to bring twenty million new followers even after killing in the Holy Kingdom for so long!