"Alright, as a human, being able to face these situations is already commendable." Zilvra frowned for a moment and suddenly thought, wasn't doing this just like Lynch? Wasn't she here to console him? How did she start to fret with him? She pinched the mage's nose and then said, "Don't be worried. After all, those terrifying scenes haven't happened yet. In Drow College, I once heard it said: 'War itself isn't scary, it's the imagination of it that is.' If the great snake really stood before you, would you be afraid of him?"

"No." Lynch said, "The battle between the two of us will turn into a protracted tug-of-war. He can't kill me, and I don't know how to kill a god. He has his Snake-man army, and I have my followers."

"In that case, what are you worried about?" Zilvra said. "If he wants this world, he can't waste his energy fighting with you. Such a prolonged war won't happen."

Lynch looked at Zilvra, hesitated for a long time, finally trembled as he spoke, "What if he stands in front of you and doesn't come for me?"

"I'm right by your side, you fool." Zilvra laughed heartily. "Standing in front of me is like standing in front of you, isn't it? If he dares to strike at your friends, wouldn't you go looking for trouble with him out of anger? Wouldn't that also mean you two are wearing each other down?" The Dark Elf managed to stop laughing and added, "I heard you're quite terrifying when you get mad. Aren't you, my little mage?"

"Great Mage." Lynch let out a sigh of relief and then said, "It seems likely, as you said, that the worst case scenario is the great snake and I will directly go to war. If he harms you, it's equivalent to forcing me into a fight to the death, which definitely doesn't align with his interests."

"This is called concern causing chaos," Zilvra said. "Now, let's start studying how to deal with this potential enemy. I have some excellent poison recipes here that even the Hellfire Dragon can't withstand. Do you want to try them?"

"Against a god? With poison?" Lynch's mouth dropped open. "Not to mention him, even if you tried to poison me, it wouldn't be possible."

"But it could deal with those other mages, saving you a lot of trouble." Zilvra pulled a note from her bosom and placed it in Lynch's hand. "I need these materials; you should be able to find them."

Lynch nodded, taking the note. He murmured to himself, "I always feel this must be premeditated..."

While Lynch and Zilvra were in the laboratory discussing how to counter those gods, others weren't idle. Although they didn't possess Lynch's power, the ordinary soldiers didn't have the same worries as the Great Mage. Just the day after the All-Knowing Tower disappeared, inspectors from the temple arrived at the Five Realms Fortress.

They came to arrest Lynch, meticulously following orders from "above." Seeing this group of fanatic judges, Wislin and Kuboert, who knew Lynch's power well, found it absurd. "They are too overconfident"—that was the common thought of both men.

However, in addition, they also brought strategic plans from the Pate Temple regarding battles for the next year. From the orders, it seems the Light Temple is preparing to counterattack, intending to reclaim those crucial cities and seize the initiative.

"Gentlemen," Wislin said, "listen to the warriors' words: It's useless! Such blind counterattacks can gain temporary victories, win a few inches of land, and extend resistance for a while. But what then? How many people do we have? Where will the enemy hold? Where is their actual weak spot? The war has developed to the point where the Light Temple or the Paladin Order alone can no longer solve it. We need assistance. Without the support of our allies, we cannot win this war alone!"

"Are you questioning the will of the Light God?" A knight stood up and interrupted Wislin. Behind Wislin, two guards immediately stepped forward but were stopped by Wislin's wave of hand.

"Respected Church Court, I have never doubted the sanctity of the Light God; otherwise, I wouldn't be standing here, otherwise, I wouldn't be wearing this honorable armor!" Wislin said, "I only have the eyes of a mortal and a humble, devout heart. What I say is what the warriors think in their hearts, and it's the truth."

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