Simulated Lives: The Sorrow of the Sword Maiden-Chapter 51 – God loves the world?

**The second day after leaving Allenson City, you wake up to Krisa's apologetic morning greeting.**
She feels sorry for falling asleep while you were talking last night and hopes you'll punish her for it.
You assure her it's nothing to worry about, but she insists.
So, you gently tap her forehead with your index finger, claiming this as her punishment.
You begin your morning routine.
You start eating.
From the mountaintop, you gaze at the distant Allenson City, noticing it's still ravaged by monsters. The twisted, mournful flames show no sign of dissipating.
You decide to continue waiting, communicating with the elements atop the mountain, attempting to create broader and more comprehensive magic.
Elemental Perception continues to activate... Wisdom of Mortals continues to activate...
Your understanding of magic deepens further.
...
**On the third day after leaving Allenson City, the weather turns gloomy, and a sudden downpour arrives.**
The heavy rain extinguishes the fires in Allenson City, but the monsters lingering within do not disperse, as if waiting for something.
You also wait patiently.
Meanwhile, you notice a change in Krisa's eyes.
The previously mixed black and gold colors seem to be transforming into a more orderly appearance, and you faintly feel that the girl's eyes have become more beautiful.
In your spare time, you choose to browse through magic books to pass the time and attempt to develop magical tools on your own.
...
**On the fourth day after leaving Allenson City, the weather clears up.**
You begin to doubt whether your judgment was mistaken, as Allenson City still appears as a monster-ravaged ruin with no change in sight.
You choose to remain here.
There's plenty of food in the space ring, enough for you and the girl to survive for a long time, though life in the wild lacks stability.
Krisa stays by your side and actively trains in magic, feeling her strength is too weak to assist you.
The witch's cultivation speed increases.
**On the fifth day after leaving Allenson City, your patience finally pays off, and you witness a new development.**
The earth trembles.
Mountains resonate.
A dark "tide" emerges on the horizon.
Countless steam armored magi cars appear, their roaring steam forming towering white columns that pierce the sky.
Amidst the rising whistles, iron boots march in unison.
The atmosphere is heavy and oppressive.
Steel gears turn at this moment.
Scorching steam roars.
Legions bearing the emblems of different Church of the Deities advance with great momentum, while mages in the sky stand ready, praising the glory of the deities.
Prayers, roars, and the sound of marching.
Thousands of voices merge, ultimately forming a synchronized shout.
"By the deities above, eliminate these heretics!"
The pitch-black steam cannons begin to charge, and magic wands gathering elements prepare their spells.
War.
Has begun.
The legions from the Human Kingdom and the Church of the Deities launch a lightning-fast assault on the monsters in Allenson City with an iron-blooded stance, and various explosions erupt wildly.
The first wave alone kills thousands of powerful monsters.
The results seem promising.
But.
Xu Xi furrows his brow deeply.
The scene before him appears normal, with human legions and deity-believing mages joining forces against the other races, but in reality, it hides many doubts and oddities.
For example, the beastmen appearing in Allenson City should have been blocked by the Church of the Deities.
Why did they break through the defense line?
And why did the legions arrive so slowly, with almost no survivors left in Allenson City after several days?
And finally, the most crucial point.
Xu Xi's voice is somber: "Relying solely on these steam weapons and this level of mage legions, it's impossible to achieve victory."
When leaving Allenson City.
Xu Xi had brief encounters with those monsters.
In most cases, Xu Xi could win with overwhelming strength, but among the numerous enemies, there were special individuals that Xu Xi found dangerous.
At least at the level of a Grand Archmage, possibly even a Saint Domain Archmage.
And according to Xu Xi's observations.
The maximum impact these legions could deliver was equivalent to a Grand Mage, at most clearing out minor enemies, unable to truly reclaim Allenson City.
"Those in power, those truly in control, should know better..."
"What exactly are they trying to do?"
Xu Xi gazes at the distant battlefield, his expression solemn, feeling the truth drawing closer.
...
**You witness a scene that surprises you.**
Countless legions arrive from afar, bearing the emblems of different human factions and various Church of the Deities, their momentum overwhelming, their assault astonishing.
But you furrow your brow, sensing that things are not so simple.
You observe patiently, discovering that the human legions' battle gradually reaches a stalemate. They are horrified to find that their proud weapons cannot penetrate the monsters' defenses.
Huge and menacing Lesser Dragon Species charge into the vehicle formations with unstoppable force.
With a swipe, a swing, a stomp, they smash the towering armored cars into rubble.
Mages soaring through the sky with wind-riding techniques are also harassed by flying monsters like Venom Wyverns and Blood Hornets. They quickly retaliate, eliminating many monsters, but find themselves heavily surrounded.
The situation reverses, wails filling the air.
You increasingly cannot comprehend why those in power would send legions here, seemingly to die.
You are puzzled, you are confused, you remain silent.
Suddenly, you hear fervent prayers from the battlefield. Under the intense stimulus of death, more and more soldiers mentally collapse, pleading for the deities to save their lives.
And so you see what is called "gods."
"Save me, great deities who created the world, please save me, I don't want to die!"
"Atona, Atona! No, don't, can someone save him!"
"Don't come any closer, monster!"
"Ah!!!!"
Cries for help, voices of anger, sounds of terror.
On the blood-soaked battlefield, whether ordinary soldiers or element-wielding mages, all show fear in the face of death, their spirits fragile and helpless.
They call out, pleading for mercy from the deities.
To save their humble lives.
But can the lofty deities truly hear the prayers of mortals?
Xu Xi cannot provide an accurate answer, but at least, at this time, in this place, he indeed sees the descent of "gods."
The world changes color, dim and lightless.
Thunder rolls through the clouds, lightning illuminates the earth.
An infinitely small yet world-illuminating "light" slowly descends from the sky, pressing the earth into silent collapse.
At this moment.
All is silent.
Listening to the gospel of the "god."