Chapter 1306 - 517: The Slaughtered Island (Part 2)

He makes the place a sanctuary from his father’s investigations.

Logically, only the Sea God himself should know about this, yet surprisingly even people from the Holy Mother Church are aware?

Has the intelligence become this strong?

However, there’s nothing to hide, so Alka nodded, acknowledging it.

"Truly impressive."

At this moment, Gadri looked at Alka and asked, "If you don’t mind, could you tell us about the process? Of course, it’s not for me but for the people within the Sea God’s Storm Church who need this information.

They only found battle marks on the island and received solid information of the Son of the Sea God’s death from the Divine, but they need to know the process within."

Upon hearing this, Alka nodded; there’s nothing to hide.

Then, together with Jason, they explained the entire incident thoroughly.

"So, that’s how it is." The two in front nodded.

Just after finishing the conversation, a golden light flew over and landed in Gadri’s hand, which everyone recognized as the Holy Mother Church’s method for transmitting information internally.

Otherwise, in a place as vast as the Endless Sea, relying solely on manpower for correspondence would take an exorbitant amount of time.

So, when Gadri opened the envelope and checked the information within, everyone instinctively fell silent and closely watched him. What followed was Gadri’s increasingly grim expression, confirming that the situation on the frontline was quite bad.

Gadri gestured with his hand, splitting the paper into several sheets, which then floated to each person’s hand in attendance.

Alka caught it and carefully examined the information on it.

The gist was that the number of demons exceeded expectations; even with continuous reinforcements, the frontline’s situation was far from promising.

Even though they had built thicker walls, creating one defense line after another, and had long begun defensive offensives against the demons.

The innermost newly constructed defense line had been completely destroyed.

The casualties numbered near ten thousand.

It’s crucial to note that those engaged in battle are all members of the Third Stage, so the casualty figure being near ten thousand is indeed a very outrageous statistic.

Furthermore, demons kept pouring out, with many unrecorded ones showing up.

The most fatal issue is that the world’s rift continues to expand; as it grows larger, the demons’ ability to exert combat power also escalates.

Gazing at this information, Alka couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

Because his Dream Realm was constantly reinforcing its stability, yet he still couldn’t manage it.

Continuing to read down, came news that was hard to categorize as either good or bad.

A member from the Holy Machine Church, Elpik, expended his Scepter Level Treasure to complete a ritual.

Now the entire World Scar has become an area of absolute spatial stability.

Here, all spatial movements are forbidden, and even the world’s scar wound has ceased to expand outwardly.

Under the specific energy of the Treasure, the entire ritual is almost fixed.

Though it’s still being infiltrated by abyssal influence, this highly consuming ritual can at least be sustained for a noteworthy amount of time.

This was the only good news in the entire message.

However, the problem was that this limited area already had enough demons emerging to make the frontline struggle persistently.

Further down was a posted list.

A list of those who sacrificed.

Perhaps due to being sent by the Holy Mother Church, the names listed were all members of the Holy Mother Church.

Alka recognized several familiar names on it.

Among them was Linton, who had a good relationship with Pororo and also sacrificed in this battle.

Looking at the information and names on it, Alka sighed softly and folded it, keeping it in his pocket.

Although the exit to the abyss would no longer expand, its current size was sufficient to transport ample demon forces to the World Scar.

The first line of defense was already broken, and the second line of defense was once the Demon Defense Wall.

Who could tell how long this wall could be maintained?

Virtually everyone understood that it couldn’t last like before, for hundreds of years; maybe after one or two years, this wall would be overwhelmed by demons.

Indeed, it was all bad news.

Moreover, as the frontline battles intensified, more and more people were consumed, leading to a point where there wouldn’t be enough military resources to replenish.

That place had now become a real meat grinder.

"Damn it, Elpik, that guy, should have let me go!" Roske furiously slapped the paper on the table and said.

Judging by his tone, he evidently knew this guy named Elpik.

Alka was glad he hadn’t heard that name on the frontline.

Lucilia whispered in Alka’s ear, "The Seed of Life and the strong members of the Holy Machine Church have all gone to support this time.

This Elpik should be the person in charge for the Holy Machine Church here."

Upon hearing this, Alka nodded; he understood roughly.

Gadri subsequently received another message and whispered something in Roske’s ear.

Both men got up somewhat helplessly.

"Sorry all, due to front-line issues, we have a lot of things to handle now. I can’t entertain you any longer; next time I’ll treat you to a drink."