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Queen Hembo could only tell her what Horus had told her and repeat it to Mystra. Now Queen Hembo is somewhat accepting of Mystra's explanation, after all, Solam's body is still breathing, and there are no symptoms that could be linked to death.

"In short, that's what Soram is."

After listening to Simbu's explanation again, Mistra also looked at Soram, who was still lying on the ground, with a shocked expression. She had already noticed the devastation in Ferrag and the vicinity, and she wondered what could have caused such much damage.

It's just that she didn't expect that this was actually made by Solam!

"Tesla Cannon...... I remember that Thoram had done this once in Silvermoon City, and I remember that it wasn't that powerful. "The Magic Church has long reported the matter of the magnetic railgun to Mistra, and Mistra also issued an oracle for the Silver Moon Witch Order to seal all research on this aspect, because the damage caused by the railgun at that time was too great, so Mystra couldn't make up her mind to prevent this terrifying technology from spreading in the mortal world.

Unexpectedly, Soram played bigger in the abyss. Blowing up a city in one fell swoop, and blasting a huge river of lava out of the back of the city. (Because the explosion was so deep, all the lava in the ground erupted out, forming a straight lava river about 30 kilometers long and 300 meters wide)

In fact, it was Mistra who didn't know about the terrible situation on Bato's side of Hell, or it would have been more than shock.

"I think I now understand why Soram did this anyway. I guess you should guess a little bit as well. Mystra said.

"You mean, in the end, Soram still hasn't controlled the explosion of energy? But shouldn't that be? If the energy is really overflowing, why is there nothing in Solam's body, but his soul is out of his body? ”

The consequence of the energy storm is often an explosion, but Queen Hembo learned through Horus that although the Tesla cannon was indeed destroyed, it was not an explosion, but because of the overload caused the cannon body to melt, and the rune array on the entire cannon body was destroyed, and the barrel was slightly bent. But it was true that there was no explosion, otherwise the cannon body would not have been so intact.

"Actually, that's the problem. I can now be sure that it was in order to prevent the explosion that Soram forcibly used his mental power to control this energy, which led to the final backlash, and thus suffered a violent shock on the mental level. You know, the spirit and the soul are always inseparable, and it's normal for the spirit to get lost when the spirit is hit hard and the soul is lost. Mistra rubbed her finger on her chin a few times, and then immediately came to a conclusion.

"So what now?" If it were normal, of course, Queen Simbu would be interested to hear why, but how can there be this American time now? Wake up Soram for real! Outside, the tarantula Miska has called, and Queen Simbu knows very well that if Soram doesn't show up for a long time, then it's not just the tarantula Miska who will come looking for trouble!

This is an abyss, and there really aren't too many people who want to fall into the ground.

"Actually, it's very simple, just give a little stimulation to wake Soram up."

Needless to say, Queen Hinbu knows that there will definitely be 'but', after all, the matter is here, there is a very mysterious force around Solam that blocks everyone, and the connection can't be done closely, so what is there to talk about awakening? Is it really a magic blast?

"However, this force around Soram is so strange that I'm not sure what will happen if we really forcibly wake Soram."

Sure enough, there is but.

"You always have a way, right?" As the elect of Mistra, although the relationship between Xinbu and Mystra is not as close as that between her and the previous goddess, they have been friends for thousands of years, how can they not know each other? Any idea why Mystra is called Lady Mystery? One of the important reasons is that the goddess Mystra is very unstraightforward, and she likes to engage in mysteries about everything, and she can explain the problem very happily, but she always has to complicate it and make it more like guessing riddles.

As if she didn't do it, she wouldn't be able to show her level.

This is the same as the three generations of magic goddesses, what is magic? Magic is a mystery, magic is knowledge, it is not something that can be touched casually, if you really want to be big and clear at a glance, then it is not called a mystery.

Queen Keshin Bu was not a big fan of this style. For example, now, just by looking at Mistra's expression, you know that this goddess must have thought of a way, otherwise she would not be so relaxed.

Mystra glanced sideways at her constituents, which is why Queen Simbu and Mystra were always separated by a layer. The biggest reason is that Queen Hembo has never been a good person, and if she is too straightforward, she will easily have no friends. In fact, Queen Hembo did not have many friends.

After all, she Mistra is also a goddess, can't Queen Hinbu satisfy her little vanity?

For example, Hembo proposed several plans, and then Mist overturned them one by one and pointed out the shortcomings, and finally Queen Hembo said that she was not knowledgeable and asked the goddess to admonish her, and then Mhindra reluctantly said her perfect solution.

How good is this, not only can it solve the problem, but it can also take advantage of the situation to make Mistra install a wave.

It's a pity that Queen Xinbu never cooperates.

"Of course! I'm the master of the net! "Without compliment, Mystra had to come back on his own. But the scene is still very dry, fortunately there is no one here, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.

After that, Mystra didn't bother to explain anything to Queen Hembo, and directly began to release his divine power. Originally, Mystra's incarnation began to emit a dazzling golden light, and then Mystra turned into a ray of light and stabbed at Solam!

The mysterious force immediately began to block Mystra's approach, but when that force came into contact with Mystra's light, it began to infect the power like a dye.

For a time, the whole tent was bright.

……

Just as Mystra began to awaken Solam, in Nessher, the deepest country of the nine layers of hell in Bato

It's a plain interspersed with canyons deeper than the deepest trenches. Many of the ravines and canyons here stretch for thousands of miles and are classified as indiscriminate, lifeless stones. Most of the trenches appear to be naturally formed, but some appear to have been cut or blasted in the ground. Rumor has it that a tributary of the River Styx flows through the valley and drips into the ravine, merging into a thin stream across the level. Almost no one knows how to get to this tributary, if it exists, at all.

Its master, the Ninth Lord, the undisputed King of the Nine Layers of Hell, Asmodeus, is entrenched in one of the deepest valleys here, where giant serpents coil through the valley.

This secret canyon, formed by Asmodeirs with his vertically falling body when he first arrived at the Nine Levels of Hell, coiled inward for hundreds of miles. His large, mile-long form still rests here, and his wounds still need to heal. His sour blood pooled into a great lake in the valleys of the canyon, and those blood were more filthy than filth.

And deep in the middle of this filthy lake, the palace of Asmodeurs stood.

The palace has been incredibly silent and secluded since its inauguration, and no one can approach it except its owner. In fact, no one is sure whether Asmodeurs is in this palace or not. Anyway, there is nothing here but dark fears.

But today it was different, and in the silence and horror of the ancient castle, there was a very cheerful sound.

"Hahahahaha, right! That's it, that's it, hahaha, finally, finally, this power is finally going to belong to me! 2k reading network