With the collapse of the inner world, the eyes once again fell into boundless darkness.

Cold!

Chu pain!

Lonely!

Fear!

All the negative emotions poured into the brain in a short split second.

"Ah!!!h Henry shouted and opened his eyes and got up from the ground, gasping for air, beads of sweat covering his forehead.

Soon, he noticed that the wound in his chest pierced by the sword was healing rapidly, and his minced heart was inexplicably returning to normal and began to beat strongly.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! ”

The blood circulation brought energy back to every cell, the skin that was originally as cold as a corpse gradually regained its ruddy luster, the weak limbs became as strong and powerful as before after a while, and the arm that was hit by the divine power was slowly returning to normal, although the hand had not yet grown, but the residual death power on it had been completely expelled, and it seemed that there was no major problem.

After confirming that his body had been fully revived, Henry raised his head to observe the situation around him.

Not far away, Colby was mingling with Side Ventham. He relied on the "Pain Armor" on his body, which was completely a way of exchanging injuries for life, and for a while, he actually forced the demigods into a hurry, and there were already several bloody wounds on his body.

From this, it can be seen why spellcasters are so keen to create zào life and species. Because even after the death of the caster, these creatures who were created will still carry out the orders of their lives, and will not let go until their own death or the task is completed, such loyal subordinates. Even the most ferocious tyrant can't find fault with it.

The other side. There were also two people in a nervous confrontation. One of them is a dark elf woman who is nearly three meters tall and naked. She was armed with a broadsword, and she had long, silver hair that fell from the top of her head to her heels, and the light that flashed all over her body made her look as if she was wrapped in a veil of constant illusion.

Anyone with a little common sense can easily recognize that this is the only good deity among the dark elf gods, Elise Emerald, who has titles such as the Dark Maiden and the Dancing Lady.

Across from her stood a masked dark elf man. The guy was wearing a very long black cape. In the dark area where you can't see your fingers, the stars and the moon are reflected, and the whole body exudes a cold and mysterious atmosphere, and it is not a good bird at first glance.

Henry searched his brain as fast as he could for knowledge about the gods, and soon found the answer. It is clear that he is the son of the Dark Elves and the gods of the Dark Elves, Viren, Rose and Corellon, the brother of Elistra, and the father of Side Tam. A conceited, arrogant, and equally rewarding god.

I really didn't expect that things would develop to this point. Almost all of the gods of the Dark Elves have already appeared, of course. Except for the god Guannard who was not very nervous. It only cares about whether the believer offers the sacrifice on time, and it doesn't care at all whether it lives or dies.

The two gods apparently did not notice that Henry was still alive and were still watching each other cautiously. They are also weak divine powers, so the strength is not far behind, and perhaps a small mistake is enough to trigger fatal consequences.

"Get out of here, Viren. I will never allow you to steal the power that belongs to that human mage. Elise Trine widened her eyes and warned loudly.

"Stealing? No, my dear sister, that is not a good word. The human is dead, and I just want his body. Get out of the way, I don't have time to play games with you right now. As he spoke, Viren drew the dagger that hung from his waist. He was hiding in the shadows just now, and witnessed the whole process of the destruction of Rose's incarnation, especially the explosion that destroyed the miè qiē at the end, and he had to get the information in his hands no matter what.

With this, he can directly rebel against his mother's rule, make more dark elves believe in him, and when the time comes, return to the surface and establish an eternal kingdom belonging to the dark elves.

Of course, this qiē is still in the stage of utopian thinking for the time being. Because Rose's power is so strong, so strong that even several other dark elf gods are no match for them combined. However, this time she lost an important incarnation, so she gave Veron a perfect chance, as the god of conspiracy, if she didn't even use this to theorize, it would be too sorry for the priesthood she mastered.

Elistra had long known her brother's plan, so she raised her broadsword without showing weakness: "Since you want to do it, then I will accompany you at any time." But no matter what, you don't want to get anything today. ”

"Haha! Don't be so nervous, relax, my sister. As you can see, the power is so powerful that we can work together. Think about it, once Mother is defeated, then the entire dark elf race can be divided between the two of us. I can fulfill my dream of returning to the surface, and you can also return some of it to goodness, the perfect win-win, can't you? ”

The threat in front of him was not realized, and Viren began to tempt and woo again. He knew very well that the gods who were paying attention to this place did not all show up, for example, the lost lady Shar who sent him the news must also be spying on secretly, and if he didn't get his hands on it quickly, then he would probably be busy in vain.

The struggle between the gods and the gods, until the last moment, no one dared to be sure whether they had achieved the advantage. After all, they themselves represent infinite possibilities, any little mistake will be magnified dozens of times or even hundreds of times, throughout the history of the Faeron Continent, because there are countless gods who have fallen because of a little thing, so the current gods have become extremely careful, especially this guy who is busy with intrigues and tricks, he is even more of a rabbit, and he is nervous whenever there is a stir.

"Stop dreaming, I'm not going to do such a depraved thing for the sake of power." Elise refused without even thinking about it. How could a god who hates nothing more than anyone who hurts others for no reason and encourages believers to fight against evil deeds, how could such a god agree to such a cooperation full of intrigue and intrigues.

A red light suddenly appeared in Viren's eyes, followed by a piercing sneer: "Hey, hey, hey! Then I'm going to say I'm sorry, sister, but you started this fight. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Without warning, without jumping into the shadow plane, it just vanished into thin air, not magic, not magic, not even the stealth technique of a thief.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound from the clash of weapons, the god of conspiracy suddenly appeared. The dagger in his hand was blocked by Elisetsure, who was wielding a broadsword, and the sneak attack had no effect.

Suddenly, two flames suddenly appeared in the air, one pure white, exuding vitality, and the other black-red, full of ruin and rage. As if they had eyes, they rushed towards Veron, followed by a loud noise that shook the sky.

"Boom!"

Unable to dodge, Viren found that the hand holding the weapon was rapidly disappearing, and it looked like a dissociation technique, and in the blink of an eye, the entire arm was gone. He didn't even feel the slightest pain, like the dismantled arm didn't belong to him.

Elise Emerald was stunned!

This is the incarnation of the gods, and the strength of the flesh itself alone is no less than any steel, not to mention the maintenance of divine power, and the high magic resistance is terrifying, and spells below level five are basically like tickling, and at most they can only hurt the epidermis. But the two flames just now forcibly disintegrated an arm, completely subverting her worldview.

With unhurried steps, Henry came to the two gods and bowed slightly: "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I must stand up and state one thing, anyone or god wants to attack me, then be prepared to be retaliated." I don't care what kind of power you have, how many believers, how many allies you have, because they mean nothing to my power. That was just a lesson, and if there was a next time, you'd probably have to say goodbye to this avatar. ”

After speaking, two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes, instantly locked on Viren, stretched out a hand, and suddenly released two flames, which were one black and one white that appeared out of thin air just now, looking so powerful and weird.

"Cursed Fire ?!!!" Elistra cried out in a lost voice. She was a close ally of the Goddess of Magic, and even shared one of the chosen ones, namely Aoi Lu, one of the Seven Sisters of the Northlands, a beautiful and kind Dark Elf priestess, so she was quite aware of this kind of fire made of pure primordial magical energy.

In fact, there are only two kinds of people on the continent of Faeron who can use this power, and one of them is the Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, who has been given the right to use silver fire, and can even simulate a variety of magical effects, including damage, healing, support, and most importantly, it can repair dead magic areas, penetrate a qiē magic protection and directly burn the target, a power that any spellcaster can only dream of.

The other is the arcane fire, which can only be mastered by those who have studied wild magic in depth. It looked like a red arrow of energy, made entirely of raw energy that had not been processed, and while not as powerful as the Silver Fire, it was not much worse. It's just that there are some costs to pay, very expensive ones, such as permanently losing a level 9 spell slot.

As we all know, the ninth-level spell slot can only be obtained by casters with more than seventeen episodes, and it itself represents the strongest spell below the legend, so there are not many people who are willing to take the initiative to give up, so there are very few people in the entire Faren Continent who can cast spell fire abilities, and almost all of them are famous.

Of course, there are exceptions, and there are some talented people who can master and use this ability. According to legend, only one person in the entire main plane has truly mastered the power of the curse fire in a period of time, and the current controller is called Sandra? Hessel, a natural firebringer.

The daughter of the mage Ganthold and the adventurer Damashur, she spent her early years as little more than a maid working in a tavern, and like all orphans in the world who have lost their parents, she looks so ordinary and even a little pitiful. But the situation soon changed, and the girl inherited her mother's blood and was destined to live an extraordinary life. (To be continued......)