Chapter 330: Plunderers from the Star Realm

Zariel never thought that he would be threatened by a mortal one day. What's more outrageous is that he couldn't just ignore it.

A lich that can create souls. Zariel has tested the quality of this soul and found it to be hard currency in Hell. If this news gets out, other lords of Hell will go crazy for this lich.

Given Zariel's character, he cursed Amberhu harshly, then sent out his Hell Knights to hunt Amberhu down to the ends of the earth.

But this time's plan... Zariel glared at Amber angrily, leaving a sentence: "Sooner or later you will pay the price for your provocation, but this time, you win, lich!"

Amber heaved a sigh of relief.

He was actually just holding on.

If given a choice, Amber would not threaten a Grand Duke of Hell so rudely. Even though Zariel was not a very powerful figure among the gods, he was still a high and mighty god to mortals.

Cutting off the souls of some sinners would anger the entire hell. There were many hell lords in the Nine Hells who were more powerful than Zariel, not to mention the terrible Lord of the Nine Hells, Asmodeus.

Amber had read about Asmodeus in a book. Any intelligent creature that was hostile to him would be subjected to powerful mental hypnosis at all times when facing the Lord of Hell. If you couldn't hold on, you would become Asmodeus's slave, and this hypnotic power was endless. Could you hold on for a minute or two, or an hour or two? Running away was a good option, but it was rumored that Asmodeus' body was so huge that a canyon could be formed by pinching two fingers. How wide was the coverage of this hypnotic effect? ​​Amber might be controlled before he could escape even at supersonic speed.

It is rumored that Zariel was hypnotized by Asmodeus in the same way, turning him from a holy angel into a devil from hell.

If given a choice, Ambersu didn't want to offend the Lord of Hell.

Who knew that after he robbed the soul coins of the Hell Lords, would those Hell Lords come to him to trade, or send their cultists and monsters to hunt him down?

If it weren't for Zariel, this reckless man, Amber would never have been so reckless.

Now that Zariel had relented, Amber quickly changed his tone.

"Ah, I didn't say I wouldn't pay. I'm still willing to pay the soul coins we agreed on before. This is a win-win situation. There's no need for both sides to bear grudges. Don't you agree?"

Zariel felt that he should just slap him, as long as no obvious injuries were caused it wouldn't be against Io's rules.

But I have already shown weakness just now, and it would be too embarrassing to get angry now.

Zariel said coldly, "You want to know what Tiamat and I are planning? I can tell you that you are right. We need a prophet to help us complete a ritual."

"What kind of ceremony is it?"

"Tiamat is going to build an astral channel, and we need a prophecy mage to calibrate the space interface for us."

"Astral passage?"

Amberxiu didn't react at first, until relevant information about the star realm emerged in his mind.

The so-called astral world is another dimension that is completely different from this world.

Parallel planes are no secret, and each kingdom of God is an independent world. If we relax the standards a little, Amberxiu's private space can be considered another plane, it's just a little smaller, and all the things inside were stuffed in by Amberxiu himself.

Each layer of the Nine Hells is an independent world, but they are very closely connected to each other.

There are many different descriptions of these different worlds, such as the inner plane, outer plane, elemental plane, main material plane, etc. There are also countless other descriptions such as the outer realm and the sea of ​​chaos. Countless wizards in history have studied different planes and have risked their lives to discover the truth of the world. However, their research is not systematic. In the works that Amber Xiu has read, most of the descriptions of the planes have different perspectives, and there are even contradictions.

Some people say that the universe is a tree, and each branch is a different world; some people say that the universe is a pyramid, with the gods living on the upper level, hell on the lower level, and Io at the top of the pyramid; in addition to these two, there are also the cosmic wheel theory and the cosmic scroll theory. When it comes to studying the universe, the legendary wizard can only see a small corner and it is impossible to see the whole picture.

But there is no doubt that the world where Amberxiu is located is part of the main material plane, not all of it.

The astral plane can be understood as a special space that wraps around the main material plane. If you want to leave the main material plane and go to the outside world, you need to pass through the astral plane.

In order to build a stable channel, you need to find the weak point in the space. When calculating this weak point, there will be many seemingly plausible results, and if you are not careful you will make mistakes and waste your efforts.

Amber Xiu thought that at the beginning, the two lords of hell wanted to use the souls of these millions of people as fuel to build the space channel. It was better to estimate the maximum number and be prepared to fail several times.

But, the star realm... a strange name suddenly appeared in Amberxiu's mind.

Amber said to Zariel in surprise: "Astral...you are going to bring the Githyanki army to this world?"

Zariel asked, "There are so many races in the Astral Plane. How did you guess that it was the Githyanki?"

"That's even a question. The Githyanki have made a contract with Tiamat, and their elites are all red dragon riders! Tiamat opened the astral passage to send them to this plane, of course."

"You even know this, Lich. I am a little surprised by your erudition."

Zariel was truly surprised. The pact between the Githyanki and Tiamat was a very secret message. Perhaps records of it would have to date back thousands of years to an era when the wizard civilization was extremely prosperous.

These books must have been lost over the years.

Amber was not happy about Zariel's praise. Instead, he asked Zariel very seriously: "Are you going to destroy the world?"

The coming of the Lord of Dawn did not shock Amber Xiu so much.

In all the books that Amberxiu has read, all the records related to the Githyanki are like this: ugly and brutal, militaristic, extremely racist, and completely different from kindness and goodness.

According to Amber's understanding, the Githyanki were once an enslaved race, and after gaining freedom, the entire race began to radicalize. The Githyanki are notorious invaders, and they like to invade other worlds for enslavement and plunder.

Gith Yanki have no civilians, they are all soldiers, and they are trained to be a member of the army from childhood. You can be a blacksmith, an archer, or a warrior who charges forward, but you cannot be a civilian.

This race has no such thing as farming. All their support comes from enslaving other races, just like the Spartan Kingdom that Amber had heard of in his previous life.

Zariel sneered and said, "How can you, a lich, say such a thing? The Llane Empire, illuminated by the Lord of Dawn, rules the continent. This is a destruction for you. Under the brutal and crude rule of the Githyanki, you undead should have a comfortable life."

Amber Xiu said coldly: "If human life is worthless, how can my virtual soul make money?!"

Now human slaves are cheaper than artificial souls. When the Githyanki rule this plane, human life will be even less valuable. How can Umbert make money? Moreover, the Githyanki don't like to do business at all. They just want to plunder. They are the kind of people Umbert dislikes the most.

Zariel didn't expect Amber to give such an answer.

"You really are... Never mind. I'm not good at literature and can't describe people like you in words. Anyway, now that you know the truth, Lich, how do you plan to trade?"

"I want to exchange for my brother's soul. As for the astral passage... it's up to you. I'm not the one who's worried the most. Just name your price in soul coins."

When the Githyanki invade, the one who should be most afraid is naturally Llane.

If there were 10,000 or 20,000 Githyanki, they could launch a fierce attack on Lion. If there were 100,000 Githyanki, it would be enough to determine the outcome of this invasion war.

If one million comes, Ryan will fight with all his strength.

If they come with 10 million, needless to say, the entire continent will have to sell everything it has to fight a decisive battle with the Gisyanki, and the chances of winning will not be very high.

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

No matter what, the one who has to worry the most about these star plunderers must be Ryan.

"I will not accept any soul coins, because I will remember this humiliation, and will find an opportunity to repay it a hundredfold. As for the deal you mentioned, let Tiamat negotiate with you herself. Lich, you'd better not become a god so quickly, otherwise I will find you with the flames of revenge."

"This...millions of soul coins, you don't want them, just to hold a grudge?"

Amberxiu had a headache. If possible, he really didn't want to make enemies with Zariel.

Zariel gave Amber a mocking look, then turned into flames and dissipated.

Amber Xiu could only sigh and say, "Forget it, I don't worry about having too much debt."

He had already offended enough gods, and Zariel wouldn't be one more. At most, he could talk to the elven gods again and see if he could get them to block some of the hatred.

Amberxiu estimated that Tiamat would come to him soon. Now that the matter had been clarified, Amberxiu couldn't wait to tell Mr. Doom the good news.

If it goes well, not only can Mr. Fortune be rescued, but Ryan's invasion can also be resolved.

The magic mirror connects to Mr. Fortune, and Amberxiu discovers that in such a short period of time, Mr. Fortune seems to have aged a little. It seems that this matter has put a lot of pressure on him.

The thing that all prophecy wizards fear most is seeing the date of their own death. Mr. Doom is similar. He can only wait to walk towards hell step by step.

Amber Xiu did not keep the secret and said straight to the point: "Good news, I got you back from Zariel. Not only that, I should be able to help you solve the problem of Lion's invasion."

Umbert told Mr. Fortune the details of the deal, and the old man asked confusedly, "Githyanki? What kind of race is that?"

"They are a brutal, barbaric, ugly race that only cares about plunder. Let me tell you, their skin is the same color as toads, and every one of them has an upturned nose, pointing their nostrils at people..."

Amber told Mr. Fortune everything he knew, but the old man's frown did not relax.

"What's wrong? You are safe, the Unholy Hymn is safe, why are you still not happy?" Amber asked.

Mr. Doom shook his head and said, "Nothing, maybe I worry too much. Thank you, Arthas, I owe you my life."

"Don't just talk. I've spent a lot of money this time. You, the Unholy Ode, should reimburse me. One million soul coins require a lot of materials. I'll make a list for you. You should prepare them for me."

Amber decided to exaggerate the material five times and make a fortune.

Mr. Fortune smiled and nodded. "Okay, I'll definitely help you get it ready."

Amber sent the list of materials to Mr. Fortune and then cut off communication.

I should have been relieved, but for some reason, Amber still felt uneasy. It wasn't from Zariel or Tiamat, but from Mr. Doom.

Amber tried to throw a few dice of fate to confirm what this uneasiness was.

Unfortunately, the dice of fate were cut by countless threads of fate before they stopped spinning. Mr. Doom has gone further on the road of fate than Amber, and the chances of failure in fortune-telling about him are very high.

Amber Xiu did not give up and continued to use his ability to weave destiny.

"Brother, you definitely don't mind being bald, right?"

Amber tried to weave a distant future for Mr. Fortune, letting him suffer the consequences of being bald.

However, it still failed.

The spell failed, and it was impossible to weave such a fate, as if another fate had already been determined.

Destiny cannot be changed, and fate weaving cannot alter the predetermined future.

An Boxiu was silent for a long time, and then he said with emotion: "Brother, you really are not favored by the goddess of fate."

(End of this chapter)