Chapter 663: An exclamation from everyone
After a few minutes of silence, Apodell was the first to come to his senses, and excitedly ran over and gave Henry a bear hug: "Damn it! Buddy! You've done something earth-shattering! Defeating the incarnation of the gods, I can't imagine how you did it, it's crazy. β
"Haha! I think that in the future, we will no longer have to fight and kill when we encounter enemies in the future, I believe that as long as we report the name of Henry, the other party will definitely be scared to the core. Ammon also raised his hands and cheered.
"Hey, hey! I wanted to find a god to chop in my lifetime, but I never had the opportunity. When you have time, you have to talk about the battle process, so that I can have a bottom in my heart. β
There is no doubt that there can be no second person who can speak with such an air except for Kogan "Blood Axe". Judging by those small sparkling eyes, he was definitely not joking, but really planning to find a god to practice his hands. I don't know how this guy's brain developed, and he didn't have any fear at all.
Just as everyone was gathered together, Viconia suddenly stepped forward with a complicated expression and bowed deeply: "Congratulations, your strength is finally strong enough to fight against the gods. Ms. Lost asked me to bring a message, and she wants you to reconsider that tiyΓ¬. β
"What's the mention of yì?!" After hearing this, Jasila immediately asked vigilantly. As a harpist, she obviously wouldn't allow a mortal with great power like Henry to fall to the side of evil, as that would upset the fragile balance between good and evil, with potentially disastrous consequences.
"It's nothing, it's just that Shar, the goddess of the night, wants to form an alliance with me against Hall, the god of vengeance. But I verbally refused. Henry did not hesitate to tell the truth.
He didn't plan to have much contact with the gods just yet. Therefore, it is ready to use the power behind the alliance of harpists. It is believed that Suren, the goddess of the moon, and Mystra, the mother of magic, heard the news. Will definitely stop Shar's plot. In this way, the goddess, who loves to play intrigue and trickery, will not have the energy to find trouble for herself for a long time.
It is clear that Henry is no weaker than the gods who like to plot intrigues when it comes to stratagem. With the intelligence of both sides equal, he is confident that he will not lose to anyone. After all, as a traverser, he can look at the world with a detached eye, and he does not have very big limitations like those natives.
Just like this time to use the hatred between the gods to get rid of Shar's entanglement, ordinary people would never have imagined. Most people don't even dare to think about it. In their eyes, the gods are powerful, sacred, and omnipotent, and even if they become powerful in the future, they always retain a trace of awe in their hearts. It can be said that this phenomenon is very common, even a madman like the Dragon Lich Sect Master Samast is no exception.
After learning of Henry's decision, Jasila finally breathed a sigh of relief and admonished, "You made the right choice. Don't get involved in the battle between the gods, or it won't be long before you find yourself more and more involuntary, and you end up in a quagmire from which you can't extricate yourself. β
"Don't worry, I've never liked trouble, especially big ones that never come to fruition." After saying that, a meaningful smile appeared on Henry's face. He turned to the Dark Elf priest who was waiting for an answer, and said, "Please tell the Lost Lady." I'm not interested in her mention, please don't dwell on it any longer. β
"Understood. I will convey this sentence to the Goddess as it is. After Viconia finished speaking, she didn't say anything, just closed her eyes and prayed silently, as if she was carrying some message.
After seeing that the two of them had ended this stern topic, Amon naturally pointed to the large blood stain on Henry's chest and asked with concern, "Where did this blood come from?" You must have been seriously injured in some way, right? β
"No, I've already died once, to be exact. The warrior patron saint of the Dark Elves, Breathintam, took advantage of my relaxation to launch a surprise attack, a sharp magical sword piercing the heart from behind, and that's what was left behind at that time. β
As soon as he talked about this incident, Henry couldn't help but feel a little afraid. As the saying goes, whoever drowns can swim. He used to think that he already knew a lot about warriors, and that this class attack method was too simple, and only one or two spells were needed to make him immune to almost all physical attacks.
While this is true in theory, it is easy to go wrong in practice. After all, even the most simple spells and gestures needed to keep his mind clear, and this time he was knocked to the ground first, and before he could even regain consciousness, he was stabbed through the chest by a sword.
"Side Tam? I've heard the name, he is known as the fighter of the spider goddess Rose, a very powerful demigod. It's hard to imagine that you could fight such an enemy and survive. Solaufen explained the origin of the god to the crowd in a rather emotional tone.
After all, as a demigod with an obscure reputation, the name of Ε iventam was only circulated among a very small number of Dark Elf males, and the inhabitants of the surface like Aberdale and Aemon had never heard of it.
There are so many gods in the Faeron Continent, many of them have fallen before they even have time to spread their teachings, plus there are often ancient gods who wake up from their slumber, even the most knowledgeable mages can't remember that much, let alone most ordinary people.
Ammon's eyes widened excitedly, and he hurriedly grabbed Henry's arm and begged, "Tell me about the situation at that time!" What do gods really look like? Is it as the book says, the whole body is emitting a dazzling light? β
Henry smiled and stroked the girl's hair and explained, "It's not that exaggerated, the appearance of the Siventam avatar is a huge black spider, and only the head maintains the male face of the dark elves. Rose, the spider goddess, is a very beautiful dark elf woman, and the goddess of immortality and vengeance Ziawan Sari is possessed by Liloa, the eldest daughter of the Geralt family. β
"Oh...... OMG! Boss, are you going to kill all three of them at once?!!! The Demon Elf Feder was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.
She found this adventure so exciting that it simply turned her worldview upside down. First in the Forbidden Prison with the powerful legendary mage, Joan. Irenikas clash. This was followed by a massacre in the underwater city of the Sawa Fishman. Then enter the Dark Realm and disguise yourself as a cruel and cunning Dark Elf. In the end, the gods were introduced.
For ordinary adventurers, being able to experience any of these things and survive is worth bragging about for a lifetime, but they have not left any of them behind, and they have not lost their numbers from beginning to end, which can be described as a miracle.
"That's right, I killed them all, Uster. The city of Naza also completely collapsed and sank into the abyss. I declare it now. This trip to the underground has come to a successful end! Henry's face showed a hint of excitement as he spoke. He can now finally put his mind at ease and no longer have to worry about the enemies hiding in the darkness.
"Haha! That's great! Let's go to Joan. Irenikas did the math of the ledger. Aberdell clenched his fists excitedly.
All of a sudden, the members of the adventure party began to get elated, and if it weren't for the fact that they were still underground, they would have been tempted to start celebrating. They had been suppressed for too long, and they had been on high tension since they left the Forbidden Prison, and now they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
After a few minutes, Adalon, who had been silent for a long time, lowered his arrogant head slightly and whispered, "Powerful human, what you have done is worthy of any reward, and I am willing to use half of my gold and gems." Plus two powerful magic items to show your appreciation. I don't know if you think it's acceptable? β
I have to say. The conditions given by this silver dragon are quite good, and they can be called hemorrhage. Although the good dragon is relatively easy to talk compared to the evil dragon, the greedy habit engraved in the soul is still quite strict, but he disdains the use of violence to rob.
Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Henry nodded with satisfaction: "It's generally fine, but I want one more thing, I want a little of your blood." β
"Yes." Adaron agreed to the request without even thinking about it.
She knew that spellcasters often used dragon blood to perform rituals and create magical items, so she didn't ask much. You must know that there are many young metal dragons who have saved their first fortune by selling blood, which is not news among good dragons at all.
But it's a pity that although this silver dragon guessed the beginning, he didn't guess the end, otherwise he would definitely go crazy.
Of course, Henry was going to use it to make a magic item, but this magic item was a bit special, that is, the human skin magic armor obtained in the Ascatra Bridge area. This evil armor can only exert its true power after being soaked in the blood of the silver dragon, which is why this additional condition is in place.
After reaching a verbal agreement, Adalong slashed the corners of his mouth with his claws, extracted some blood, and quickly cast a spell, transforming from a majestic silver dragon to a human woman who exuded maturity in the blink of an eye. She directly took out a magic bag to connect her half-plane, and instantly dumped a large amount of gold coins and gems on the ground, quickly forming a small mountain.
"Wow! It's the first time I've seen so many treasures, and it's so exciting. Ammon stood aside, dancing and jumping.
"If you like it, go and take it as much as you like, each of you has a share." As he spoke, Henry also took the dragon egg out of the dimensional bag. The harvest from his trip to the underground was enough, so he planned to give them to his teammates.
As soon as Adalong saw the dragon egg, he immediately pounced on it, gently stroking the shell that exuded a faint light, his expression was gentle like a mother holding a baby in her arms, and at the same time muttered to himself: "Bahamut bless, my dear child, you have finally returned safely." β
"Ma'am, I'd better be careful with you in the future, this time Joan. Irenikas even transformed a white dragon egg into a silver dragon egg, just to deceive the dark elves, and then have his men personally sacrifice to the secondary demon lords. Imagine what would happen if the plan succeeded? Obviously, the unborn dragons inside will be infected by the power of the abyss, and even if they can barely break out of their shells, they will fall to the evil camp. At this time, Henry did not forget to give Joan. Irenikas is causing some trouble...... (To be continued......)