"I saw it without you reminding me! Damn it! Why are there so many monsters here, and each one is more difficult to deal with than the other."
"Especially the golems. Each one is so tough. If I hadn't been able to cast a spell to push them off the treetop platform, they would have been exhausted to death by now."
"Be content. At least we haven't seen any dragons so far."
"Shut up now. Ever since you entered Sodanisla, everything you say has happened. First there were demons, then there were beast demons, and then there were golems and yugoloths."
…
With the habitual quarrels, fights and complaints, Sancho and his companions quickly dealt with the dozen or so demons that pounced on them, as well as more than a hundred undead creatures that they had pulled up using their spell-like abilities.
Due to the sharp decline in the number of Sons of Bhaal throughout the continent of Faerun, almost every one of the remaining ones has gained power close to or even beyond the legendary level.
People like the Five Races are on the vague line between mortals and gods, and they may cross over to become demigods at any time.
So Sancho, Aberdare, and Imoen have all become extremely terrible.
Especially after transforming into the killer form, not only can he maintain his consciousness, but he can also easily tear into pieces alien monsters such as the Berserker and the Charmed Demon, which are almost invincible to most adventurers.
Even the evil beast ghosts, which are considered very difficult to deal with by many spellcasters and have amazing magic immunity and resistance, will be headed after only a few rounds in front of them.
After all, the killer himself is equivalent to the incarnation of God.
Although the killer form of the Son of Bhaal is certainly not as good as the God of Murder himself, he is still a legendary and divine creature, and is definitely not comparable to ordinary demons or other creatures.
Among them, Aberdare, who was given special care, is now like a little Baal, surrounded by the aura of evil, blood, violence and death.
It goes without saying that Baal had injected a large amount of divine power and divinity into his body before, so that this offspring who was most easily controlled by him could kill Erinikas, and then snatch the life energy extracted from the Tree of Life of the Elves, in preparation for his future resurrection.
Poor Erinikas had no idea that his success in seizing the power and divinity within Aberdair was actually part of the dead god of murder's plan.
Only in this way can Aberdare, controlled by Bal, legitimately invade Sodanisla.
In fact, if you think carefully about Aberdare's adventures along the way in the original plot, it is easy to see that there is more than one god behind it trying to interfere and guide it secretly.
Elminster, who appeared several times, represents the magic goddess Midnight;
The Shadow Thieves Guild is represented by Musk, the God of Thieves;
The cooperation between the Dark Elf City and Erinikas, as well as the subsequent series of conspiracies and betrayals, are likely influenced by the spider goddess Rose; the adoptive father Gorion may have been arranged by the god of knowledge Oghma;
The near destruction of Thordanisla may have been the result of a game between the elven gods and Baal;
There is also a strange prophecy about the Son of Baal given by the father of the shark-like fishmen in the underwater city.
Finally, when it came to the Battle of the Gods, Io, the God above all gods, couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent a Seraph to take charge of the matter, which was also a warning to the gods who tried to interfere.
This is probably why a crazy guy like Prince of Lies Cyric, after getting rid of the influence of the "Cyric Book" and regaining his sanity, did not make any big moves when he found tearing his throne apart. He just showed up, made some sarcastic remarks, and then left.
It can be said that the entire adventure journey of the Son of Bhaal in the original plot seems to be full of thrills and excitement, but in fact, behind the scenes, it may all be the result of the gods testing, fighting, and compromising with each other.
In other words, it is the game of gods.
Aberdare and his companions were like puppets in a stage play, poor creatures whose fate had already been determined.
But now, with Zuo Si's intervention and Sancho, the fish that has the ability to jump out of the water, everyone's fate has begun to gradually deviate from the original trajectory and develop in a completely unknown direction.
Just as the team members were advancing rapidly along the intricate roads of Sodanisla, a huge shadow suddenly passed across the sky.
The next second...
Viconia, who was most sensitive to changes in light, quickly raised her head and saw a scene that stunned her.
I saw a giant black dragon covered with ink-colored scales, nearly 35 meters in size, and with its wings spread out enough to almost cover the entire platform, flying over my head.
Ancient black dragon? Ancient black dragon?
The drow priest only felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were shaking uncontrollably, and the might of the dragon coming towards him made him want to turn around and run away immediately.
"Oh - damn it! Aberdare's bad mouth came true again! Erinikas actually found a powerful dragon to fight him."
Imoen nervously licked her lips with her tongue, and a row of dense beads of sweat instantly appeared on her forehead.
Although she has gained the ability to transform into a killer, she still feels fear when facing such a behemoth.
What's even more terrible is that the black dragon seemed to have discovered this sudden intrusion team. After circling in the sky, it quickly turned around and began to dive downwards.
"Disperse! Disperse quickly!"
Sancho pushed Minsk, the idiot who was standing in the middle with his sword raised, wanting to complete the feat of slaying the dragon, and then quickly gave himself protection against energy damage (strong acid).
In comparison, the yellow-skinned mouse Bubu was much smarter. He jumped off Minsk's shoulder and hid in a cave in the treetop next to him.
To be precise, this hamster of unknown origin seems to have a really high intelligence. It can escape from the enemy's large-scale attacks in advance in almost every battle, which is really confusing and puzzling.
If possible, Sancho wanted to catch Bubu more than once for examination, at least to confirm his true race.
After all, he had heard his mentor tell a story about a despicable wizard who was proficient in the magic of transformation and turned into a pet mouse to hide in someone else's home for more than ten years to avoid being hunted down by his enemies.
From then on, the boy developed a strong wariness of all small animals that appeared to be too smart.
Unfortunately, Minsk doesn't allow anyone to touch Bubu.
For a while, Sancho even suspected that Minsk was being mind-controlled by the yellow rat using some kind of magic.
But at the moment, he obviously had no time to care about the hidden Bubu, but was concentrating on staring at the black dragon that was swooping down at a very fast speed.
When the opponent's height was reduced to a certain level, it suddenly opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and spit out a large amount of dark green strong acid solution that was twenty to thirty meters long.
Strong acid breath!
Black Dragon's signature skill.
It is also the third most powerful evil dragon, second only to the red dragon and the blue dragon, and slightly higher than the green dragon and the white dragon, but its breath is equally hard to guard against.
Because this strong acid is not like the red dragon's flame, the white dragon's frost, and the blue dragon's lightning. After being sprayed, it will completely disappear. Instead, it will remain in place in the form of a pool of liquid strong acid.
What's even more terrible is that even if a little bit of it splashes and falls on human skin, it will immediately cause a very strong corrosive effect.
If it splashes on the face, it can basically be considered disfigured.
Unless some special magic is used for treatment, the person will have a hideous face that can scare children to tears.
However, Sancho did not choose to dodge. Instead, he relied on the protection from energy damage (strong acid) to withstand the acid falling from above his head. When the opponent flew to the lowest point, he transformed into a killer and flew directly into the air with a ring of transformation magic [Jumping].
Before Black Dragon could react to what was happening, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
Looking down, he found that the boy had used the killer's claws, which were as sharp as magic weapons, to dig a hole in his relatively vulnerable abdomen, and the precious dragon blood was splattering everywhere like it was free.
"Asshole! How dare you harm the great Nezdramaniat!"
The black dragon instantly became furious and waved its front paws to try to get the troublesome little insect off its body, causing it to fall from a height of hundreds of meters and be smashed into a pulp.
Unfortunately, Sancho had obviously anticipated this, and leaped again from his blood-spattered belly to higher wings, completing the nine-ring magic [Time Stop] at an extremely fast speed.
moment!
Everything around me turned into still black and white.
"Now, let me first destroy your troublesome flying ability."
Sancho took a deep breath and began to chant a spell to release the most powerful area damage spell he had mastered so far.
The moment the magic was completed, an extremely huge and spectacular magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly used the flying technique and began to retreat quickly.
After flying about dozens of meters, the black and white stillness suddenly stopped, and the world suddenly returned to its colorful original appearance.
The huge magic circle above the black dragon's head turned directly into a huge waterfall made of solid ice and smashed down.
The pointed icicles at the end are like sharp cones, reflecting colorful light like a rainbow under the morning sun.
Because everything happened too suddenly, the black dragon who called himself Nizdramanyat had no time to react. One of his wings was severely damaged on the spot. Not only were several bones broken, but the wing membrane was also torn into a horrible hole. His body fell uncontrollably towards the tree canopy platform below.
boom!!!!!!
Accompanied by earth-shaking tremors and roars, he suddenly let out a roar of pain and anger.
"Ahhhh! I will kill you all! Tear you apart! Bury your bodies in the swamp and let them rot slowly!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you can no longer do that."
Sancho sneered, slowly raised his right hand, and took advantage of the opponent's fall to complete the nine-ring [Force Field Whip], transformed it into a line with the greatest lethality, and lashed hard at the other wing of the black dragon.
boom!!!!!!
An invisible force field line passed through the air, and then Nizzdromanyat's other wing was cut into two.
Not only the wings, but even the canopy platform below and the branches of the Tree of Life that supported it were broken on the spot, as if they had been chopped by an invisible 40-meter-long sword.
Without a doubt, this is the most terrifying thing about force field spells.
Whether used as an attack or defense, they can produce unimaginable power.
Having lost both wings at the same time, the black dragon naturally could no longer fly. It could only rely on its limbs to hold on to the broken branches to avoid falling down with the houses and buildings on the treetop platform.
But just as he climbed to another platform, he suddenly saw a flash of red light before his eyes.
Aberdair, in his killer form, leaped directly onto Nizdramanyat's head, grasping its horns tightly with one hand and swinging his fist like a hammer with the other hand to smash it down hard.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Even the Black Dragon couldn't withstand the terrifying impact. It was immediately hit dizzy and lost its balance. Its head hit the ground heavily, leaving a small hole.
But that’s not all.
When Aberdare was suppressing him, Imoen quickly turned into a shadow, and his two hands quickly changed into sharp claws emitting biting coldness, which directly pierced into the bloody hole that Sancho had just torn in his chest, and suddenly released freezing air comparable to the breath of a white dragon and a silver dragon.
The biting cold and extremely low temperature instantly froze the blood vessels and even the heart hidden deep inside.
It can be clearly observed with the naked eye that at this moment, Nizzdromaniyat's movements and reactions paused for a moment.
"For the glory of the warriors!!!"
Minsk, who had gone berserk, rushed over with an unstoppable step, raised the +5 adamantium two-handed sword he had obtained in the Underdark, aimed at the black dragon's neck and chopped it down with all his strength.
Poof! No surprises.
The giant sword easily tore through the scales and left a gash more than ten centimeters deep on the back of the dragon's neck.
The gushing blood dyed Minsk red.
You should know that this +5 adamantium weapon was made by the dark elves' top blacksmiths, and it contains powerful and evil magical power.
This is why demons, mind flayers, beholders, dragons, and other races in the Underdark all have a certain degree of fear of the drow.
Their weapons are truly capable of harming or even killing these powerful monsters.
The only downside is that these weapons quickly degrade when exposed to sunlight, eventually reducing them to a pile of tiny metal particles.
However, the weapon in Minsk's hand had just left the Underdark not long ago, so there was no problem for the time being. It was perfect for killing magical creatures like dragons that had strong defensive capabilities.
Therefore, after he broke through the defense with one strike, he had no intention of stopping, and directly started slashing mode, swinging the giant sword in his hand at high speed like a perverted murderer. With the help of enhanced magic and divine arts, he managed to cut off a major artery on Nizdramanyat's neck in a short time.
"Get out of here!"
The black dragon finally realized that he would most likely die if he continued like this, and immediately rolled over, trying to crush these enemies who threatened his life.
Unfortunately, he apparently overlooked another insidious and cunning divine spellcaster in the team.
Viconia, who had been hiding for a long time, released the Nine-Ring Divine Art [Implosion] without hesitation.
Boom! The severely injured Nizzdromanyat felt as if something suddenly exploded inside his body, and then all the wounds on his body began to bleed uncontrollably. Then his vision began to become increasingly blurred, and finally he fell to the ground with a thud, completely losing the ability to resist, allowing Minsk to chop off his head in an extremely brutal manner.
In just a few minutes from appearance to death, a black dragon that was at least at the age of an ancient dragon was easily killed.
This undoubtedly reflects how powerful the Sons of Bhaal have become after a series of killings and growth.
As Jaheira had followed the team from the very beginning and witnessed the continuous growth of the three young people, his feelings at this moment could be said to be quite complicated.
On the one hand, she was surprised that the three sons of God had become so powerful without her noticing, and could easily deal with dragons, creatures at the top of the food chain in Faerun.
On the other hand, she couldn't help but worry, always feeling that there must be huge unknown hidden dangers behind this extraordinary growth.
"Hahahaha! Look! We succeeded! From now on we can call ourselves glorious dragon slayers!"
Minsk stood on the chopped-off dragon head, raised his hands high and cheered excitedly.
He is a simple-minded person who always shows his emotions on his face. He never hides his thoughts, let alone thinks about the future.
So if there was anyone in the team who had the most fun every day and enjoyed the adventure the most, it would definitely be Minsk.
"It's unbelievable! We killed such a big black dragon without any effort!"
Imoen lowered his head and looked at his hands stained with dragon's blood.
After all, when she saw Nezdramanyat just now, she thought it would be a tough battle like before.
But who could have thought that everything would end so quickly.
“It’s simple, because we have become stronger.
Also, have some confidence in yourself and don’t forget that you are the son of God who has awakened his potential.
Moreover, we killed the Mind Flayer Mastermind and the Eye of the Elder in the Underdark, and fought bloody battles with thousands of enemies in the Dark Elf city. Which one would be worse than the black dragon in front of us? "
Sancho dropped from the sky, his tone revealing a hint of indifference.
After all, the two damaging spells he had just cast were actually infused with divine power, so they could easily penetrate the black dragon's innate magic resistance.
Otherwise, every time you cast a spell, you have to overcome the opponent's spell resistance and damage reduction first, which makes it impossible to achieve such a strong suppressive effect.
Similarly, the frost released by Imoen also contained a weak divine power, so it was able to temporarily make Nyxdramaniac lose his ability to move.
Anyway, this battle was unfair from the beginning. It was equivalent to the Son of God standing in a higher dimension crushing the black dragon, which was still a mortal.
Although both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses in terms of combat effectiveness on paper, it is another matter when they actually fight.
This situation was particularly evident in many battles in Faerun.
Imoen nodded thoughtfully. "Well, you have a point. Compared to a powerful wizard like Erinikas, a mere black dragon doesn't seem like a big deal."
"I have a feeling! We will definitely encounter more creatures like dragons in our future adventures."
Aberdare had transformed back into human form without knowing when. He stared at the huge corpse in front of him that was as big as a hill and sighed slightly.
“No, you are wrong.
The enemy we are about to face next is much more powerful than this, and may even be a true demigod.
If you don't understand this, you will understand it when you meet Erinikas later.
When fighting against such enemies, many common sense things will be overturned.
At that time, the only person we three, including me, can trust is ourselves.
Let's go, it's time to interrupt Erinikas's absorbing the energy of the Tree of Life.
Otherwise, if he absorbs too much and becomes a god, it will be too late for you to take back your own destiny."
After that, Sancho led the way across a vine suspension bridge covered with bright flowers and headed straight for the most conspicuous palace in the distance.
After all, there were basically no living people in Sodannisla at this moment, let alone people who needed help and rescue.
Even the magic maze that Erinikas had set up to delay time was dismantled when Zuo Si passed by.
This means that the road leading to the palace entrance has been opened, and there is no need to waste time going elsewhere.
At the same time, the magic ritual at the core of the Tree of Life has now entered its most critical moment.
Relying on the huge life energy from inside the tree trunk, Erinikas has successfully ignited the spark of divinity and become a quasi-god, exuding the majesty unique to gods from head to toe.
This is a force that is more shocking than any dragon's might or magical gaze.
Mortals usually can't even last a second in front of it before they kneel on the ground and worship it.
Of course, this does not apply to those very few people who have strong will and devout faith.
Normally, the deification ceremony can be stopped at this stage.
The next thing to do is to maintain this semi-material, semi-spiritual form, to inspire believers outside to establish a church, and to lay a solid foundation for his gradual transition to a demigod.
But unfortunately, Erinikas was now like a possessed man and refused to stop moving forward, wanting to reach the sky in one step.
Moreover, in the intervals of absorbing energy, he loudly questioned the elven gods living in Avandor like a lunatic.
There is no doubt that this guy has gone completely crazy due to long-term inner repression and distortion, even though he has already stepped half a foot into the realm of God.
“Why should I be stripped of my elven bloodline and identity?
Why did you exile me?
Is it because I researched some forbidden magical powers?
How narrow-minded and ridiculous this is!
It is because of your restrictions that the Elf Kingdom in the Wildas Forest has continued to decline for thousands of years.
Just wait and see!
Draining the energy of the Tree of Life is just the beginning! I want to prove to the entire Arvandor that all your doctrines are wrong, and my choice is the right one..."
Erinikas looked up at the sky, with green light symbolizing life shining in his eyes. He seemed to have passed through the numerous obstacles of planes and crystal walls and saw the final destination of all elven souls - Avandor, and the elven gods living there.
It was not difficult to tell from his tone and the expression on his face that he was so angry now that he completely ignored everything around him.
The Tree of Life also became withered and dead under the long-term extraction, and a large number of leaves continued to fall from the top like snowflakes, forming an extremely spectacular and beautiful scene.
But unfortunately, the Elf Queen no longer had the opportunity to fully appreciate this scene.
Because her body had fallen into deep paralysis and coma as the Tree of Life withered, only her soul and consciousness had left the body and remained conscious, and her eyes could only see black and white.
Watching Erinikas's reckless provocation of the elven gods, Ailixing, who maintained her silver translucent soul state, couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Alas - Jonarres has been completely swallowed by the darkness in his heart.
His fate is sealed and no one can change it.
I can't believe that I was once such a smart, wise, gentle and considerate person.
In the end, it turned out to be like this.
He is challenging a group of powerful beings that he cannot possibly defeat."
“I once heard a saying.
It only takes one bad day to turn even the most rational person into a lunatic.
Erinikas is probably the most authentic portrayal of this situation.
After all, no matter how strong a person is inside, his or her mental ability to withstand blows is limited.
Especially the attacks on vulnerable areas.
As his former lover, I think you should know best how much Erinikas subconsciously identifies with and values his elven ancestry and is proud of it.
It was this pride and honor in his race that caused him to slowly fall into madness after the most important thing was taken away from him.
Perhaps it was a mistake that you chose to punish with deprivation and exile.
What you really should do is kill him.
Because even in the face of death, Erinikas might not have such a huge and twisted hatred. "
Zuo Si bluntly pointed out that the tragedy before his eyes was caused by the Elf Queen herself.
Perhaps lover Alistar's original intention was good. She wanted to save her's life by depriving him of his race and exiling him, and then hoped that he could obtain the forgiveness of the elven gods through "atonement", and finally return to Sodanisla to resume their previous relationship.
But the problem is that she ignored whether the proud Erinikas was willing to accept such a shameful life.
Especially after the essence of the elves was taken away, Erinikas became completely insane. Like a madman, he wanted revenge and wanted to take back what he had lost, no matter how great the price.
"You mean... my original decision was wrong?!"
The soul of Elise stared with wide eyes, her face full of shock and disbelief.
Because before this, neither she nor the other elves of Sodanisla had thought about it in this regard.
Or even if someone thought of it, they would not dare to say it in front of her as the queen.
Zuo Si decisively: "That's right. It was your wrong decision that led to all this.
It was you who made Erinikas what it is today.
His madness, his distortion, his obsession, without exception, all come from you.
Likewise, you also have an unshirkable responsibility for the destruction of Sodanisla and the tragic deaths of the elves at the hands of Erinikas."
As these words came out of her mouth, Alixing's beautiful face became filled with pain, despair and self-blame at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She covered her face tightly with her hands, and stared through her fingers at the crazy figure of Erinikas in the distance. Her entire soul began to become dimmer and dimmer, and finally completely dissipated into the air.
Obviously, under strong mental stimulation, the soul of the elf queen returned to her body and completely isolated herself from the outside world.
If nothing unexpected happens, her personality is now crying in the deepest corner of her heart.
And this is exactly what leftist thinking wants to achieve.
Because Alistar is a symbol, a symbol.
As long as she lives, the forest elves will always remember that they once had a kingdom of their own.
Only when she died or her reputation was ruined could the West Coast Empire completely swallow up those refugees and turn them into human resources that truly belong to it.
Admiring the elf queen lying on the wooden pier, who looked like she was running out of energy, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible depth and evil, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Dear Erinikas, in order to prevent you from being too lonely on the road, I will send your most beloved woman away with you. Although your souls may not go to the same place after death, we should still be able to see each other again."
"Hehehe...what is this? Sympathy?"
Accompanied by a teasing laugh, an elf woman with dark skin all over her body appeared out of thin air. She was the incarnation of the spider goddess Rose.
Zuo Si was very surprised by her appearance. He raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively, "How dare you come to Sodannisla! Aren't you afraid of being beaten by the elves of Afandor?"
"snort!
Those guys in Faerun only care about Evermeet, their base camp, and would not go to war for a mere declining elven kingdom.
What's more, why do you think Erinikas was able to suddenly acquire so much forbidden knowledge and create a divine creature that could draw power from the Tree of Life?
And why was it so easy to gain the support of the dark elves of Uster Nasa?"
Rose pursed her lips and a very sinister and vicious smile appeared.
"So you are also one of the driving forces behind this!"
Zuo Si instantly understood what the other party wanted to express.
After all, the Spider Goddess would not hesitate to do anything that could cause trouble for her "ex-husband", the elven god Corellon.
Rose nodded meaningfully: "Yes, that's me.
In fact, I have contributed a lot to Erinikas becoming what it is now.
Including the ancient magic book he obtained by chance, and a series of so-called coincidences that followed.
You may not believe it when I tell you.
I knew Erinikas much earlier than you came into contact with him.
But Erinikas didn't know this.
Now that the fruit is finally ripe, of course I have to come and see the fun.
Although he can't really pose any threat to Afanduo, it's good to disgust those hypocritical guys."
Hearing this, Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, and he murmured, "So the reason why Erinikas went crazy can be traced back to you? Are you the real mastermind behind all this?"
"You're surprised, aren't you?"
Rose smiled triumphantly.
She obviously enjoyed hiding in the dark and weaving lies, traps and betrayals, and then watching those geniuses who were once valued by the elven gods gradually fell into depravity and eventually became their mortal enemies.
"It's a bit unexpected indeed.
I originally thought that this was a game between the late god of murder, Baal, and the elven gods.
I didn't expect you to get involved.
But unfortunately, this farce ended here.
Because the real protagonist is about to appear. "
As he spoke, Zuo Si turned his gaze towards the stairs leading to the upper palace not far away.
After about ten seconds, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar.
After a while, Aberdare, Sancho and others rushed out.
When everyone saw the leaves inside the Tree of Life falling like snowflakes, they were deeply shocked.
Upon seeing this, Rose immediately cast an invisibility spell to cover the surroundings, then frowned and asked, "How could they be so fast? Damn it! You must have given them a lot of extra help, right?"
"As a mentor, isn't it natural for me to give my apprentice a little insignificant help? You don't really think that the elven gods would personally take action for a guy like Erinikas?" Zuo Si retorted with a sneer.
"Asshole! You've messed up my plans again!"
Rose's face turned hostile in an instant, and she stared at the guy next to her who had been her enemy time and again with eyes full of malice and ferocity.
Zuo Si spread his hands innocently. "Please, I just found out a few seconds ago that you were the mastermind. Even if you want to find a scapegoat, you can't blame me. After all, you didn't inform me in advance."
While the two were talking, Sancho finally spotted Erinikas, who was covered in a layer of divine shield not far away.
But the latter also discovered them.
But Erinikas, who was already a quasi-god at this moment, ignored these defeated opponents. He just glanced at a few of them with contempt, and then continued to maintain his concentration in casting spells, speeding up the extraction of the little remaining energy from the Tree of Life.
As long as he drains the Tree of Life, he will surely be able to transcend the demigod level and become a weaker divine power.
When the time comes, we can deal with these sons of Baal however we want.
"Erinicas!!!!"
When Aberdare met his enemy again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pounced on him without saying a word and wanted to attack.
Unfortunately, when he got closer, he found that even if he transformed into a killer, he could not tear open the layer of divine shield with automatic repair function.
"Idiot! Don't waste your energy! I am a god now, and I am not comparable to you mortals." Erinikas sneered disdainfully.
"Sancho, what shall we do?"
Imoen tried to cast two spells and found that they didn't work, so he was obviously a little panicked.
"It's a bit strange. Because as far as I know, even the divine shield released by the demigod cannot completely resist the killer's attack. There must be some secrets hidden in it."
Sancho stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
Just as he was looking around with the corner of his eye, he suddenly discovered a huge beetle-like creature hidden behind a thick branch.
Moreover, the insect's abdomen is bulging high, emitting a green light that symbolizes life.
moment!
The boy raised his head and looked up and down at the spherical divine shield, and immediately realized that the reason why Erinikas could maintain this thing must be that he drew power from the Tree of Life under his feet.
Without any hesitation.
He directly said to the other team members: "Follow me!"
The group quickly passed through the intricate branches and reached the insect.
Out of caution, Sancho first approached and repeatedly detected the state of the insect, but was immediately shocked by the amazing energy contained in it.
"Oh my god! So this is Erinikas's plan to become a god! This is really crazy!"
"What should we do now? Should we kill this giant bug?"
Aberdare asked in a not very sure tone.
"Of course!" Sancho answered without hesitation. "But how to break it is a problem. You have to understand that the energy inside is too strong. Once it is broken, it may cause a violent impact or even an explosion."
"No problem! Leave it to me! After I transform into a killer, I'll be so tough that I won't die."
Aberdare took on this dangerous task without hesitation.
After everyone retreated to a safe distance, he rushed forward and smashed hard into the insect's abdomen, which had accumulated huge energy.
BANG! BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The moment the killer's huge fist touched the insect's abdominal shell, a stream of liquid energy visible to the naked eye gushed out on the spot, directly engulfing the Son of Baal.
This crack made it impossible for the energy inside the insect to maintain a balance and function, and it exploded on the spot.
The astonishing power and shock wave almost blew everyone off.
Aberdare in killer form was like a tattered rag doll, flying sideways for more than a hundred meters, breaking all the branches along the way.
Fortunately, the life energy flowing into his body is constantly repairing his injuries.
So when his speed slowed down, he immediately adjusted his center of gravity in mid-air, and finally returned safely by jumping and hopping on the tree trunk.
After finding a way to break the divine shield, the team members immediately dispersed and searched for the insects among the huge trunk and branches of the Tree of Life.
Aberdare would personally deal with each one he found.
He had no idea that the energy that permeated the surrounding environment did not return to the Tree of Life, but was absorbed by him without a drop left.
Far away on a huge floating island in the star realm, the remaining soul of Baal was standing on his own remains, closing his eyes and continuously receiving the energy from the Tree of Life.
The originally pale and blurry figure began to become clearer and clearer.
When the last bit was consumed, he opened his eyes and sighed, "It really is the tree of life of the forest elves. It actually allowed me to regain a little bit of strength.
But this is far from enough!
Only by taking what's inside Erinikas can I gain the strength to carry out my next plan.
Especially that guy named Soth, he will definitely do everything he can to prevent my return.
Aberdare must not fall into his hands."
After that, the remaining soul of the God of Slaughter began to try to completely release the Blood Throne, intending to make the final battle of the Son of Baal even more bloody, violent, and cruel...
(End of this chapter)
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