Broad World

Sodannisra, a city built on the tree of life, is a mysterious place sung by bards. Only those invited by the elves are lucky enough to see this miraculous city with their own eyes. Countless people are eager to see the beauty and wealth of Sodenisra, and some people pry into the magical knowledge treasured here.

But the first two items together are not as much admired by Elf Queen Alison. This woman, known as the Emerald Flower, conquered almost every opposite sex who saw her, whether it was elves, humans, dwarves, dwarves, etc., almost all life was overwhelmed by her beauty, and she was even born for this reason. Many tragic stories.

But now Her Majesty's condition is not very good, with a pale face, bloodless lips, and slight bags under the green eyes. There is no doubt that she has not had a good rest for a long time, and it is estimated that she does not even have time for the four hours of elf meditation a day.

Three full days have passed since Joan Irenicas was defeated, and neither Henry nor Aberdell has heard from him. Countless mages have conducted countless spell detections, but in the end they can't get any results, as if the two of them just disappeared, neither can determine their location, nor do they know whether they are alive or dead.

Of course, the troubles don't stop there.

Due to the crazy slaughter of the monster army and golems, the number of residents in the city dropped to about 6,000, and one fifth of them were seriously injured, receiving treatment from priests and druids. A large number of buildings were destroyed, and at least 600 orphans in their infancy needed to be raised.

If these are counted as the troubles of the elves themselves, then the coalition forces that are waiting for the return of Henry and Aberdell are out-and-out diplomatic troubles.

That's right, in the eyes of the elf rulers, this matter involves a human king who is about to be crowned, so it must be a diplomatic issue. They are every bit as stubborn as the Dwarves when it comes to matters of friendship and manners.

There is a famous saying in Faerun Continent. Don't underestimate the elves' requirements for politeness. These pointy-eared guys would rather maintain their elegant demeanor at the table like a torture, rather than let go of their stomachs to finish a meal.

All in all, the stern and bureaucratic attitude of these elves irritated the orc warrior Vaughan and his simple barbarians.

During an interrogation, he led ten elite warriors to overthrow the royal palace guards that the wood elves are proud of with their fists. Fifty guards with noble blood were completely knocked out. If Erhan and Kaidong hadn't stepped forward Stop it, I am afraid that the number of people who will fall will double.

Doubtless, perhaps both sides were armed, and the barbarians might not necessarily have fought more than twice as many elf guards. But using fists...

Well, you can't expect too much strength and resistance from their slender body. Almost two fists the size of a sandbag can make an elf warrior see the bright starry sky in broad daylight, and can also rely on Thick muscles resist more attacks.

The direct consequence of this conflict was that Vaughan believed that the elves were ungrateful, so he took people to find trouble with the palace guard every day. In the name of sparring, he beat up almost everyone in the entire guard within three days.

Thinking of the domineering tone of the half-orc warrior, Alison immediately felt a headache, because her beauty was of no use to these guys who regarded plumpness as their beauty, and she couldn't even persuade them. The other party vented his anger against the guards guarding the gate of the palace every day.

no way. Who made the elves so proud that they would rather be beaten than be called cowards.

Just when the Elf Queen was planning to go to the Mage Tower to see if there was any new news, Elhan came in from the door with a face full of joy and bowed: "Your Majesty, good news, our mage has detected a transposition Face to face."

"Cross-plane teleportation? Where?! Can you confirm it's them?" Alixing stood up excitedly and asked.

"Sorry, the chief mage said that the energy fluctuations emanating from these two people are too powerful, far beyond his ability. But what is certain is that one of them should be a demigod who has obtained the godhead, and the other It is a powerful spellcaster, if you guess correctly, it should be the son of Baal and Henry who regained the divinity." Erhan bowed again and explained.

Alison's emerald green eyes lit up sharply. I hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Then what are you waiting for! Hurry up and inform everyone to prepare for the welcome ceremony, and let all the nobles go to greet me together, whether it is for the hero who saved Sodenisla, or for the gods and legendary mages , we all have to show 120% enthusiasm, only in this way will we not be rude. In addition, send someone to inform the coalition forces."

Aierhan smiled and pointed to the door: "Your Majesty, the nobles and mages have already been waiting there. They are always at your disposal. As for the coalition forces, don't worry, I have already sent people there."

"You've done a great job, General. Come on, let's witness the greatest figure of this era together." Saying that, Alison stood up and tidied up her slightly haggard face. Putting on a radiant look again, he walked out of the palace.

Although she has the blood of Rillifane, the god of the elf forest, she has never seen a god walking in the world. So he seemed a little excited and looking forward to it, and at the same time was curious about Henry's powerful spellcasting ability.

In fact, the moment he was teleported back from Baal's kingdom, Apodel felt completely different from before. He could easily perceive the thoughts of the ordinary people around him, and countless conversations with the name Apodel reverberated in his mind, as if the whole world was completely opened up in an instant, and massive amounts of information kept echoing in his soul.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe just a second, and suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder and asked: "How is it, do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

"Brother, you have to help me this time, otherwise my brain may blow up at any time." Apodel smiled wryly without looking back.

The visitor was none other than Henry who passed through the portal a few minutes late.

He smiled and shook his head and explained: "Don't worry, it won't blow up. It seems that you haven't figured it out yet. This is the power of Godhead. It allows you to perceive everything that happens within a limited distance around you, and at the same time allows you to hear To those conversations where your name is mentioned. It’s very short though. Learn to handle them with divinity and it’ll be a lot easier.”

"Divinity? Godhead? Am I already a god now?" Apodel heard with an incredulous expression. He still hasn't understood what happened after Joan Irenicus died, especially what those dazzling lights meant.

Obviously, this demigod's mind is still a mess, and he doesn't know how to use his power at all.

Seeing this situation, Henry couldn't help sighing: "Hey, well, let me explain to you what's going on. First, after the death of Joan Irenicus. All the divinity in his body , the energy from the tree of life, and the power he gained through the trials, all entered your body without leaving a trace, followed by the stimulation of these huge energies and pretending to be a great divinity, and finally the priesthood of killing was born. At the same time, it raised your godhead level from 0 to 1 or 2, so it’s not too high.”

Apodel stared at his hands and muttered to himself: "It's incredible! I'm already a god!"

"Yes, although it is the weakest kind, it is already a god walking in the mortal world. Congratulations, you can start recruiting and cultivating priests and believers from now on. However, I recommend It's best not to take too much time, for a church, the most important thing is a solid foundation." Henry took the trouble to explain the current belief system on the road, in case the new god got hot and gave someone powerful the power of.

To know that this kind of thing has not happened before, guess what earth-shattering things have been done by those mortals who suddenly gained terrifying power?

According to the research of scholars. Without saying a word, two guys directly used this powerful force to kill their gods and replace them. There was also a guy who wasn't quite in his right mind, robbed a lot of money, and then rushed into the special service place to play for a whole month, and finally died in it.

It can be seen from this that the gods must keep two things in mind when bestowing power. One is that it needs to be done step by step, and the power of a certain priest must not be raised in an instant. Because most mortals are quite poor in self-control, they have to have a process of adaptation. The second is that every time the power of the priest is improved, the other party must undergo some trials to ensure that the belief in this person's heart is always pious.

However, these are not the most urgent issues for Apodel. After all, Henry has already made arrangements in the north and the bottom of the sea. When he returns this time, he can erect the statue first. I believe that as long as a few qualified priests are selected, it will not take long. There will be a large number of believers.

Just as the two were talking, a large group of elves holding trombones came suddenly. They quickly formed a circle and blew the instruments in their hands in unison.

"Beep! Beep..."

The guard of honor that followed waved their spears and sang the ancient songs of the elves. The melodious voice quickly spread throughout the city, and the vines on the surrounding tree houses were growing buds one by one. In just a few seconds It's all in full bloom. Set off the atmosphere like a fairyland.

All of a sudden, the entire Suodanis became a sea of ​​flowers. The tangy fragrance filled the air, and even breath carried a strong fragrance.

Aberdell, who grew up in Candlekeep, had obviously never seen such a battle, so he hurriedly asked Henry for help with slightly flustered eyes.

"Don't be nervous, I think this must be the welcome ceremony of the elves. Relax, you defeated Joan Irenicus and saved the city, so just hold your head up and accept this gratitude openly." Speaking of which, Henry nodded gracefully to the elves, and then walked ahead with a smile on his face.

Seeing his friend's calm look, Apodell couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, and followed behind pretendingly.

To be honest, he would rather deal with a group of angry behemoths than face such cumbersome court etiquette. After all, not everyone is as good at disguising as Henry. Even those who hate each other can put on a smiling face. attitude. (to be continued ~^~)