Saleen wanted nothing more than to just run from the place. If I were to die here, would my soul be sealed within those shells and doomed to repent before the giant for eons to come?
The curse of the King of Glory was indeed powerful. No believers were able to receive their god's blessing within hundreds of miles radius. No mages were able to draw power from the elements. With the exception of unpopular professions like Sika's, everyone's combat capacity were affected.
The magic fire shells slowed the movements of the fossilized gods. Their cracking bodies were no longer able to withstand the power of the magic cannons. Every shot ended up killing hundreds of fossilized gods.
However, Saleen did not see any auspicious signs of souls dissipating. The souls from the fossilized gods' fragments were sucked back into the giant by some massive power. Saleen seemed to be able to hear their eerie screams.
