Chapter 859: Chaos I.
This is an astral ship capable of holding thousands of people.
However, on the ship, there were not even a hundred people.
Even, if you are serious, apart from the captain and sailors, there are only less than thirty guests on the entire astral ship, and at this moment, the number of people who are less than thirty is lined up on the deck.
The kind that is clearly distinguished--
Mordis stood in the middle of the deck and looked at the spokesmen in front of him, representing His Majesty Motthill and Hokdass, respectively, and a deep sense of helplessness rose in his heart.
It's not because of the discord and friction between the spokespersons of the two sides.
Simply because of the goal of his trip.
Dean!
That's right, it's Dean!
If at first Mordis was just a guess, then when Motthill said that Dean was born. Willing. After Zelgaon, Mordis had no suspicions.
They were looking for the same Dean he knew.
After all, a surname like Zelgaon is not unique, and it is extremely rare.
What's more, there is also a 'Ken' modification.
Therefore, at this time, Mordis's heart is extremely complicated!
As people from Goddez, they should have helped and supported each other, just like he and Death had done before, but now he needed to lead someone to kill Dean.
This is really contrary to his intentions.
But......
This is the order of the crown!
Thinking of the crown he followed, Mordis felt powerless more and more.
He was well aware of His Majesty's strength and insight.
It was a state of omniscience.
It seems that nothing can be hidden from him.
Mordis even doubted that what he was thinking at the moment, His Majesty also knew.
"Is this a test?"
Moldis smiled wryly. Naturally, I thought.
It is a privilege to be the face of a crown. It is an honor that ordinary people dare not think of.
But. To truly become a spokesperson, in addition to the corresponding strength, you also need many conditions!
Among them, there is naturally no shortage of tests.
As far as Mordis knew, Heavenly Death had already gone through the test of the Lis-El's crown, and it was even because of that test that Heavenly Death had the so-called "strongest newcomer" nickname.
That's right. It's a joke.
Mordis could clearly feel the disdain of the rest of the spokespersons for the Heavenly Death.
And, of course, to him!
However, he had no power to change anything.
Because, the strength of him and the other party is too far apart.
Maybe in Godez, he was at the top of the group, but here......
I'm afraid it's a bit struggling.
Therefore, Moldis is grateful for Lionel's selection of him as his spokesperson.
Because, it's not in accordance with the rules.
For an ordinary person like him to break the rules - Mordis did not consider himself to be gifted. This was true even in Goldenz.
So, Mordis was really moved beyond measure. It's just that as time goes on, as the emotion fades, Mordis realizes that something is wrong.
He is far from being given the attention he deserves.
There are divine arts, but they are very basic, and they are no different from ordinary priests.
The so-called guidance is not once.
In this regard, Mordis naturally considered it.
However, after the Celestial Death spoke of the test, Mordis also understood.
Even in my heart, I have quite a lot of expectations for the so-called test.
However, when the test came, Mordis found that he was far from being as happy as he imagined.
"What should I do?"
Mordis thought silently.
Dean has a great kindness to him that can be said to be a life-saving grace.
And for now, the test under Lionel's crown is related to the future.
In a dilemma!
Mordis closed his eyes and sighed slightly.
He wants to pay off Dean's favor completely, and he also wants to complete the test under the crown.
As for the care of Dean when he was on the Mystic Island?
Mordis did not think that those were more than his life.
"What greed!"
Mordis commented on himself.
Then, he opened his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and said, "Everyone, we will soon arrive in Rirol, please be careful!" ”
"Hmph, we're not as arrogant as Peyton!"
"Dolando is too dependent on Kord, otherwise, how could he have ended up like this?"
"And the weakness of Slingfen and Nissa is even more obvious, if it weren't for luck, how could they enter this 'war'?"
……
As soon as Mordis's words fell, the thirteen spokespersons representing Motthill's side spoke contemptuously.
Each one had a disapproving look on his face.
And in fact, the same!
You know, the people who were able to enter this 'war' were not because of strength but because of luck.
Otherwise, a 'newcomer' like Tianyan would have no chance at all.
For the powerful contestants, the remaining spokespersons naturally have no complaints.
For example: Rieldeland!
The spokesperson who represents Quentin's crown, all the spokespersons are convinced by this one, but not so convinced by the rest.
Especially those who have entered the 'war' by sheer luck,
And obviously, Motthill's ambassador for the competition is particularly serious.
"That's right! Good luck doesn't last a lifetime! ”
"There is no strength, it just adds to the laughing stock!"
Slightly gloomy words came from the mouth of the spokesperson under Hokdass's crown.
And such words suddenly made the spokespeople on Motthill's side glaring angrily.
"Frank, are you provoking us?"
Dressed in a black robe, Chethy the spokesperson of Motthill, who showed a handsome, cold appearance, stepped forward and looked at one of the spokesmen of Hokdass.
This is a man who wraps his whole body in a heavy cloak,
A shadow hung over the countenance.
If you don't speak. I can't even tell the difference between men and women.
"We're just stating the facts!"
A cold male voice came from under the cloak.
And such an answer. Let the atmosphere on both sides. It's getting more and more solemn.
Motthill stands for 'War and Killing'!
Hokdas, on the other hand, leans towards 'war and killing', but is essentially 'death'!
The two crowns seem to be extremely close, but this proximity has not made the relationship between the two sides harmonious.
Instead, before joining forces against Quentin, Motthill and Hokdas had been at loggerheads.
Therefore, the relationship between the two sides is definitely not harmonious.
In fact, aside from Quentin, the crown, Liss El, Motthill, and Hokdas have very bad personal relationships.
Lionel, on the other hand, has remained neutral.
Meltili is unusually mysterious.
on this. Moldis already knew it thoroughly.
And everything in front of him is exactly what Mordis wants.
That's the only way he could help Dean.
But at the same time, Moldis also understands that this requires an accurate grasp.
After all, just like Motthill and Hokdass, the two spokespersons of the crown, he also has his own position!
It represents the position of Lionel's crown.
This is what he has to do as a spokesperson.
So, looking at the scene in front of him, Mordis coughed lightly without a trace-
"Everyone, please calm down!"
Mordis said: "Don't forget the task of the crowns, no offense will end well!" Zrek has paid the price for his hubris! I don't want any of you here to pay that price...... It's not worth it! ”
As soon as Zrek's name came out.
Suddenly. The solemn atmosphere is stagnant.
It was an almost frozen state.
The spokespersons present thought of it one after another. Previously, Zrek was filmed in front of them in a bloody mist.
And this made these spokespeople quickly calm down.
After all, Zrick wasn't something Peyton and the like could compare.
Even compared with Chercy and Frank, it is not inferior, but such an existence, when facing the crown, still has the slightest power to resist.
The strength of the crown is far from what they can compete with and imagine.
Such an impression once again appeared in the bottom of my heart.
"Very good, it looks like everyone has calmed down!"
Mordis smiled and nodded, as if playing the mediating role of the crown he followed, stood in the middle of the two teams, and said kindly: "So, let's study how to cooperate, shall we?" ”
"How to cooperate?"
Chercy said at about the same time as Frank.
"What a joke, why would we cooperate with them?"
Chercy looked at Frank coldly.
"That's exactly what we're trying to say?"
Frank replied grimly.
"But the order of the crown ......"
"We're just doing what we're ordering!"
Chercy and Frank said in unison.
"Okay, okay!"
Mordis spread his hands and said helplessly.
Then, walking straight to his room, as if he didn't want to continue to participate, but when he reached the door of the cabin, he turned back and said, "If you need help, please come to me!" ”
However, no one responded.
Moldis, on the other hand, shrugged his shoulders and stepped into the cabin.
The moment he entered the cabin, Mordis smiled wryly again.
"Dean, that's all I can do for you!"
Mordis thought silently.
……
At this moment, Dean has rescued the last city besieged by strange beasts.
Feel the changes in the 'power of faith' that melts into your body
Although with the help of the system, Dean can quickly transform the 'power of faith', but with the experience of the secret arts, Dean believes that the system is still an aid, and he himself is the most important.
And when the 'power of faith' is fully integrated into the body, only Dean can see the hint appear-
[Secondary Death Tragedy slightly improved......]
[Minor Tragedy of the Undead: Under the killing and moonlight, the sorrow of the undead has not stopped for a long time; Effect: Resurrect a being killed by oneself within one's 'domain' (1,400 feet radius at this stage), and +20% of the resurrected undead in the moonlight.
(Note 1: The number of resurrections cannot exceed six)
(Note 2: When the resurrected person dies again, he cannot be resurrected again)
(Note 3: Depending on the strength, the XP required is different)
PS First Update~
I went out to run errands this morning, and I didn't come back until four o'clock in the afternoon......
It's late for this chapter!
Decadent to everyone sorry to say!
The second correction is said in the yard! (To be continued......)