Chapter 199: Lady Mist's Request

The gray fog is out of tune with this environment full of birdsong and flowers.

It gave Amber a feeling of vanity and evil, a very familiar feeling, just like Amber himself.

But what was condensed out of this mist was a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Long chestnut hair tied in a long ponytail, wheat-colored skin, well-built and slender legs, and a pair of bright big eyes... The originally vague memory quickly became clear after seeing this face.

"Alina?" Amber said the name in confusion.

Alina gave Amber Xiu a charming smile and asked, "It's been a long time. How should I call you? What name are you using now?"

Amber smiled bitterly and said, "You've always called me a shameless bastard. Alina, why are you here? What have you become?"

When Alina heard Amber's question, she replied nonchalantly, "Do you care about this? I remember you said that you would accept women of any race."

Amber was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You're right, that's who I am."

He had indeed said this when he was bragging before, and then their adventure team encountered a ghost woman the next day.

However, Alina shouldn't have said it in such a teasing tone.

Because in this battle, one of her friends died under the curse of the witch, and even the corpse melted into blood.

This joyful feeling should come from Amber Xiu's feelings.

Because Alina's friend was deliberately killed by Amberxiu.

Amber knew several days ago that this traitor would lead them into the trap of the witch. But Amber did not tell anyone about this result, and only let the woman suffer the consequences at the critical moment. Everyone was mourning the loss of a comrade, and no one knew how vicious this woman was.

Alina was kept in the dark and cried for days for this so-called "friend".

It's not that Amberxiu is unwilling to tell everyone the truth, but he has no evidence other than the divination results. Telling everyone in advance will not change the fate of falling into the trap of the witch, but will make this traitor alert. As a prophet, you should figure out what prophecies you can tell and what prophecies you can only know.

Amberxiu chose to hide it from everyone and solve this problem alone.

The result was perfect. The traitor died, the witch died, and everyone else was safe and sound. He also made a lot of money.

To sum up, Alina would not make fun of the past in such a light-hearted tone.

Amber began to suspect that this Alina was a fake.

The Alina he knew had died hundreds of years ago. Given her devotion to the Oakfather, she should have ascended to the Kingdom of God long ago. Even if something happened later, the soul of a druid could not be preserved for hundreds of years.

This gray figure was not a ghost or some other undead spirit, but more like an evil creature like a demon. It probably read Amber's memories and feelings using special means, and then created the image of an "old friend".

If you want to verify it, it's very simple.

Amber Xiu said to Alina: "Then you suddenly appeared in my dream, is it just to reminisce with old friends?"

Alina walked towards Ambersu, stretched out her arms and hugged his neck, as if she wanted to give him a passionate kiss after a long separation, but then her eyes suddenly widened and her body disintegrated into mist again.

The mist dissipated and condensed again in the distance, but it did not turn into Alina's appearance again. It just stared at Amber with a pair of glowing eyes.

Amberxiu's palm was emitting a brilliant light, a ball of pure holy light, just like the one cast by Arthur Lane.

This is a dream. The giant dragon imagined by Amber can appear, so there is nothing wrong with the holy light.

No matter how this thing entered one's dream, since it has entered the dream and merged with these illusory things, it will be affected by the rules of the dream.

The damage caused by the holy light to the dark power was extremely high, and it directly destroyed the opponent's body.

The gray mist made a low voice: "You are really cruel. What if it really is your old lover?"

Amber said: "Alina will not be hurt by the Holy Light. She is innocent and kind. Although a little reckless, she is never evil. She will not talk about her friend's death in such a teasing tone. You are such a fake. You might as well pretend to be my teacher. I won't be surprised by anything this guy says."

Gray Mist's eyes narrowed into a line, as if he was very angry, but soon he laughed with relief.

"Hahaha, that's great, I didn't make a mistake. You are not only a great liar, but also a wise man who can see through lies. Azus is right, as long as you wait patiently, I will come back, and you are the one I want to find."

Amber waved his hand and said, "Don't keep talking nonsense. I don't even know who you are or what you want to do. Don't act like I've agreed to work for you."

Amber Xiu refuted this verbally, but he was very nervous inside.

Because the mist mentioned Azuth, the Lord of Spells, the servant god of the magic goddess Mystra. The magic goddess Mystra usually only responds to those gifted spellcasters. For example, a mage like Ambers has never heard the whisper of Mystra even if he has reached the legendary level.

But Azuth was much more generous, so many magicians, wizards and other spellcasters would turn to believe in the Lord of Magic after discovering that they were not worthy of the favor of the Goddess of Magic.

Even though Azus's power is weak, he has Mystra behind him, as well as Mystra's ally, Oghma, the Lord of Knowledge. These two together are equivalent to those in charge of all the knowledge and wisdom in the world. Therefore, Azus has a deep background, and ordinary gods are not qualified to call him by his name, let alone mortals.

What is the origin of this cloud of mist? It dares to call Azus by his name, and it sounds like it has a good relationship with him. Could it be a god too?

Amberxiu began to recall the information he had read about gods and gods in misty form, but after thinking for a long time, none of them matched.

Could this cloud of smoke be using Azus to deceive people?

The mist let out a sharp whistle and said excitedly, "Don't doubt it anymore. I can transform into someone you are familiar with, which means I can sense your thoughts. If you want to know who I am, I can tell you directly, but you have to promise me that you will become my chosen one and avenge me!"

"revenge?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This seemed to be a key word, which reminded Amber Xiu of a name. He asked hesitantly, "Are you...Ms. Mist?"

Gray Mist trembled for a moment, and his voice became calmer. He said to Amber Xiu: "You guessed it. There are still people who can remember my name."

Lady of the Mist, Leila, also known as the Mother of Illusion and Lady of Fraud, was once the god of liars and illusionists, and protects all fraudsters in the world. Even if many people do not believe in Lady of the Mist, when they make important decisions or encounter turning points in their lives, they will pray to this deity, hoping that she will not come out to cause trouble.

Because of the special nature of the priesthood of fraud, there are very few followers of Lady of the Mist, and there is not even a decent church. Because a liar dare not let others know that he is a liar. If he gathers together to believe in Lady of the Mist, wouldn't that tell others that he is a liar?

Although there are few believers and the power of Lady of the Mist is very weak, she does not mind. Leila does not like to compete and only occasionally plays harmless pranks on mortals. She is a goddess of chaotic neutrality.

Perhaps because she was not extreme enough, Leila was eventually deceived by her friends and died at the hands of the Prince of Lies, Cyric, and even her priesthood was taken away from her.

"According to the records, you should have fallen. Even if you haven't fallen... Lady Mist never tells the truth, and where does your extremely evil smell come from?"

Influenced by her priesthood, Ms. Mist will not tell any truth. Even when she does not want to deceive others, she can only tell ridiculously false lies to express her meaning, which sounds like sarcasm.

If she is really the Lady of the Mist, then isn't everything she said just now a lie? If she is not... then there is nothing to say, she is just a complete liar.

The gray fog trembled, and then uttered a sharp voice: "Yes, I never told the truth until Cyric's sword pierced my body and deprived me of my priesthood. I am no longer a god, I am just a broken soul. There are no limits to truth and lies for me. It was Azuth who helped me and let me sleep in this land, waiting for the opportunity to revive. As for the evil you mentioned, that is the curse left to me by Cyric. There is no god more vicious than Cyric in this world."

This reason sounded reasonable, but Amber Xiu didn't completely believe it and asked, "A chance of recovery? You want to regain your priesthood?"

"That's right, I'm going to make Xirik and Musk pay the price!"

Her voice was full of resentment, but Amber was unmoved. What was the use of a fallen god with only a little consciousness and memory left? It was simply wishful thinking to want revenge on the gods. Besides, Prince of Lies Xirik was a powerful god, a god of the same level as the Lord of Dawn.

"Lady Mist, I deeply sympathize with your situation, but I can't do anything about revenge. I'm just a lich, and I'm not qualified to declare war on the Prince of Lies. Isn't the Lord of Mages a servant of the Goddess of Magic? Wouldn't it be easier for you to ask him for help and let the Goddess of Magic help you get revenge?" Not to mention Amberxiu, even his teacher, the God of Alchemy, would be committing suicide if he went there.

Leila retorted, "The Goddess of Magic will not get involved in such feuds. You should be very clear about her teachings. Besides, you underestimate yourself. You should have met a lot of gods recently. Have they all extended olive branches to you?"

Amber Xiu really wanted to say that the goddesses who offered him olive branches were all ugly and ugly, and none of them were reliable.

But this is indeed a sign, a sign that something big is about to happen. The gods in the corners have begun desperately looking for the gods to choose them, and I believe that the powerful gods have also taken action. In these nine kingdoms, there are countless geniuses who will stand out and start writing their own legendary stories under the blessing of the gods.

"Your fate is very strange, I can feel it. As long as you are willing, you can definitely help me." Leila said very seriously.

Amber smiled bitterly and said, "Ms. Mist, your previous priesthood had nothing to do with fate. This lie is too perfunctory and not credible at all."

Leila continued, "Haha, fate is nothing but a lie that cannot be disproven. Aren't you also trying to deceive fate? Otherwise, why would you come to this forest and seek help from dreams? The essence of dreams is actually lies and deception."

Amber shook his finger impatiently and said to Leila, "Goddess, you seem to be too weak to understand what I really want to say. What I mean is, what can I do to help you? And what benefits will I get?

"If you want to discuss cooperation, then show some sincerity. If the benefits are enough, I am not incapable of risking my life to fight a powerful god to the death."

(End of this chapter)