There is a famous saying in the continent of Faeron that all adventurers are familiar with: "Cherish every partner by your side and enjoy every moment of joy." ”

As people who hover on the death line every day, they often have a day and no tomorrow, no one knows what kind of conspiracy and trouble they will fall into in the next moment, what terrible monsters they will encounter, and the partners who adventure together may become corpses in just a second, and the line between life and death is so blurred here.

Because of this, when the surviving team is facing disbandment, everyone seems to be more or less reluctant.

Apodell glanced at the huge airship in the sky and asked Henry with a wry smile, "Are you in such a hurry to go back?" I thought you'd be with me on the most important part of the journey. ”

"No way, I have to rush back before the New Year, or I won't be able to make it to the coronation. As for the final battle for the Killing Throne...... Don't worry, I'll be there for you in the dark, or we'll be the first to be targeted by everyone when we get together. Trust me, that's not what you want. As he spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on Henry's face.

After forming an alliance with the elves and signing a trade agreement, he had wasted three full days in Sodenisra, and the huge airship was now loaded with all sorts of goods and treasures from the city's treasury, and it was time to return.

After all, there is still more than half a year before the five descendants start a war, and there is no need to wait stupidly for the moment when the prophecy is opened with Apodell, as long as the intelligence network pays attention to the movements here, as for the chess pieces prepared by the lost goddess Shar, there is no good way to see the moves, and there is no good way before the other party is exposed.

Jasila nodded thoughtfully, "Makes sense." After this incident. Your fame will soon spread throughout the West Coast. Wherever you go, you'll be quickly recognized, and enemies will be extra vigilant, so it's more advantageous to have someone in the shadows. ”

"So we have to separate, right?" Ammon pouted rather unhappily.

"That's it for now, but don't worry, it won't be long before we meet again." Henry patted the girl on the shoulder and comforted.

Seeing that the separation had become a fact, Apodell sighed helplessly: "Okay, today's separation is to see each other in the future, but I just hope that the time is not too long." Sorry man. I may not be able to attend your coronation. ”

"It's nothing, it's just a means to gain legal dominance, don't worry too much." Henry shrugged his shoulders indifferently, completely oblivious to the solemn ceremony.

As a soul from the era of information explosion, he has long understood a truth, any so-called bloodline and title are not as important as strong strength.

No matter how ancient the aristocracy and royal family are, once they lose the umbrella under which they depend, they will soon decline and perish in one conspiracy after another. Countless families that have disappeared into the long river of history can testify to this.

Just like the Charne Empire, which has been destroyed, it is possible to resurrect as long as the Necromantic Emperor Shane VII does not die for a day. Don't underestimate a half-lich with a cast level of thirty-six. He could recruit a large army of monsters whenever he wanted, like Joan. Irenikas did it before.

For high-tier spellcasters. A few chiefs can easily control thousands of terrifying monsters, especially those ogres, trolls, goblin families, kobolds, and orcs who are not very good at using their brains, and they can crush seventy percent of the human army by just number.

Of course, as a half-lich standing at the apex of the undead, Sean VII has another choice outside the spirit, which is to create an army of the undead.

Although the Faeron Continent is limited by the rules of magic, he has no way to control the endless army of the dead like the necromancers in some games on Earth, but he can completely wake up and let him rely on instinctive activities, in this regard, there have been countless necromantic seniors who have taken the lead, and the terrifying magic plague transforms the living into the dead, and every time it can cause extremely terrible damage, often all people and domestic animals within hundreds of kilometers are killed.

Therefore, when a family has a high-level, even legendary mage, in charge, almost no one dares to act rashly, otherwise it is likely to usher in very extreme retaliatory actions.

Clearly, Henry was such an extremist. He never negotiated, never compromised, never negotiated terms with the kidnappers, and responded only to such threats with ruin. After the news of Nasa spread throughout the main plane, no one would dare to plan a similar kidnapping operation for a long time.

It can be said that as long as Henry is alive, then his family and friends are relatively safe, and there will be no turmoil in the Kingdom of West Hartland, even if the owner of the country is away all the year round, because the officials will take care of it.

Although Apodell did not understand these complicated political policies, he still understood some of the truths in this regard. As a demigod, divinity and godhead were instilling a lot of knowledge into his brain little by little, so he just nodded lightly and didn't speak, as if he was thinking silently.

This state of affairs has happened from time to time in the past few days, so everyone has already become strange, and no matter what, it is not more surprising than a stupid boy becoming a god.

"Hey! I said, it's time for you to pick the teammates who will continue your adventures with you. Remember not to exceed six, otherwise it will be too conspicuous if there are too many people. Henry shouted, pulling Apodell back from his musings.

"Oh?! I'm sorry, I want to get distracted again. The words of my teammates are Jasila, Ammon, Minsk, Kogan, and finally Selly Love, as we said before. After saying that, Apodell smiled and nodded at a few people.

Henry secretly considered the squad lineup, and immediately nodded: "Good configuration." Two warriors, a ranger, a druid and warrior, a paladin, and finally a thief and mage, magic, magic, ranged, melee, almost everything has been taken care of, it seems that divinity has made your mind a lot smarter. What do you think. What's next? ”

"I don't know. Queen Alistar invited me to stay here for a while. It is said that there was an old man in the forest who was very good at prophecy, and she would contact me to get a piece of my fate in the future. Apodell replied with a slight sigh.

Undoubtedly, the scheming Elven Queen sensed the terror brewing in the south, and decided to make some preparations before Arlandor's prophecy was fulfilled, in case the flames of war spread to the Forest of Verdas.

Using the Son of Baal to contain the Son of Baal has to be said to be a good chess game, and she repaid Apodel for saving the Elven Kingdom in this way.

Thinking of this, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly. A playful smile swept through: "Then you can enjoy the last peace here, believe me, the day of fate will come soon, and then you will decide your own future and that of everyone." Also, I thought you might be able to give Viconia some priest strength so that she could go north and help you develop some believers. ”

"Can I develop believers now? Didn't you say two days ago that it was best not to have too much contact with mortals until you had established your doctrine? Apodell asked, puzzled, and he really couldn't think of anyone who would want to believe in a demigod who couldn't even protect himself.

"I've prepared a doctrinal for you, so if you don't mind, follow it." As he spoke, Henry took out a beautifully made canon from his pocket. Nothing from eulogies to ceremonies has been left behind.

After seeing it, Apodell asked incredulously, "I said man, where did you get this thing from?" Shouldn't it have been ready for a long time? ”

"Nope. I modified it for two days here with reference to other churches of the gods. How's it going, are you still satisfied? Henry asked rhetorically, with a slight hint of interest.

He didn't put a lot of thought into it, especially when he added some subliminal hypnotic suggestion to it, and any long-term prayer or ritual would inevitably become more and more obsessive, and eventually he would become an extremely devout believer, which would be very useful for those ignorant civilians.

"Damn! You're clever to make me jealous! Apodell pouted in feigned anger.

Henry laughed and took back the canon and said, "It seems that you have no objection, then I will follow this, and by the end of January at the latest, a magnificent temple will rise in the north, and you will have at least a few thousand or more orc believers." ”

After hearing this, not only Apodell was speechless in shock, but even Jasila's eyes widened in surprise.

Aimon subconsciously licked his lips and asked in a low voice, "I bet, this must have been prepared in advance, right?" ”

Obviously, a conversion of this magnitude must have been premeditated, otherwise no one would have believed it. Thousands of believers, as long as they are stable, are enough to support the daily needs of a weak god, which is simply too luxurious for a demigod.

"I said man, did you already calculate that I could inherit the throne of killing?" Apodell asked, swallowing his saliva.

"No, I just think you're the most potential of all the Sons of Baal, and the one most favored by fate. Make this last journey, and when you truly inherit Baal's throne, I will be your most powerful ally on the main plane. Saying that, Henry's eyes showed a deep gaze, especially the reflection in the pupils like a starry sky, which instantly made everyone feel a palpitation.

Jasila took a deep breath and secretly looked at the incomprehensible human in front of her, and immediately recalled in her mind what the Harperists League leader had said to her before leaving.

"Watch Henry carefully. Angomy, he has strength and wisdom that ordinary people can't match, and at the same time, there is another crazy soul hidden under the calm surface. Remember, report anything wrong to the nearest point of contact as soon as possible, and don't do anything on your own, we'll send someone to deal with it ourselves. ”

There is no doubt that the state of Henry's soul has been detected by the Harperists' League and the Lost Goddess Shar, and each has made a targeted move. He had no idea that a larger conspiracy and game was approaching, and this time the opponent was not using direct confrontation, but careful inducement...... (To be continued......)