"Oh, what? Did she break down the barriers I set up on her own? ”

Mistra's eyebrows, which had been twisted into one, instantly turned upward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If she was usually in the Kingdom of God, it was impossible for her to not know that someone had broken through her barriers, but when Lavis let the Floating City test flight, our noble and powerful Goddess of Magic had obviously been arrested and imprisoned to play, and losing the Kingdom of God was equivalent to temporarily losing control of the magic net, so she became ignorant.

"yes? What's wrong? What do you want to do with your brains? ”

Acoste looked at each other suspiciously, and the man's seventh sense told him that what this old man had in mind must not be a good idea.

"Who's using their brains!"

Mystra glared at Acoste again, but as the saying goes, a woman's face changes faster than a book, and in the next second, she has a smile on her face, and her expression changes so quickly that the half-elf swordmaster doesn't feel abrupt at all....

"Well, how old is your sister now, what kind of faith does she have, is it Azus or Saphoros, or is it originally my follower?"

"Our family is atheist, thank you, although she uses arcane brilliance, she doesn't believe in any gods!"

Yacoste directly picked out the words, which means that you don't talk nonsense, hurry up and do what you should do, don't talk so much useless.

"Nonsense, how can she not believe in gods? I am a very good object of faith, think about it, I can also make her my chosen one, give her eternal life, give her more power, become my spokesman in the world, and even I can make her my god, these are all supreme honors, don't you believe it, you can look at Erastro, how chic she lives in the world, she has strength, honor, status and infinite energy, don't you want your sister to have it? ”

Mystra continued to tempt Acoste, and then slapped the horse's ass on the horse's leg, and the half-elf Sword Sacred Heart said that if Ravis believed in you, he would become a like Erasdra, and he would not agree to cut off his head.......

Acoste was unmoved, he knew what the Goddess of Magic was working so hard for.

In the pantheon, struggle is always indispensable, gods with different camps have to fight, gods with opposing or conflicting priesthoods have to fight, and gods with conflicting beliefs and trades have to fight, so in the pantheon, how to establish their enemies and find reliable allies is a must for every god, those anti-social gods are not particularly powerful, and now the grave grass is already two or three meters high.

However, no matter how many allies are not as reliable as their own gods, now, all the powerful gods are building their own gods, just like the high elves have elven gods, orcs have orc gods, they all have a clear main god is worthy of many gods, and it is a matter of two benefits and benefits to form a group to make the main god stronger and the gods safer.

What's more noteworthy is that the gods are not opposed to the gods forming gangs.

Even Qinggao Tyr has two friends, Yilmat and Thom, and the goddess of magic, Mystra, is now actively preparing for her own god system, after all, she is also a goddess of powerful divine power, how can she go out without a few younger brothers?

Ogmar, the god of knowledge, Safras, the god of prophecy, Azus, the god of mages, and Visharon, the god of lichs, are all its subordinates, although Acoste knows that the last one is a two-faced one....

However, this power was not enough for Mistra to fight for her own interests in the pantheon, so she grew up with the elect, increased her earthly influence, and called to God, thus strengthening her divine line.

It's just that it's too difficult to become a god, if one out of 100,000 people can become a legend, then in ten years, only one person can become a god.

Good seedlings are too hard to find, talent, strength, opportunity, luck, etc., these factors are intertwined and may not be able to create a god, so when Mistra sees a suitable seedling, you can imagine the excitement in her heart.

"Come on, we'll talk about that later."

Yacoste was tired of seeing the goddess who had suddenly become funny, and all his previous respect and awe for the goddess of magic were thrown away, and he refused without hesitation and went to the corner to lie down and rest by himself, but Mistra followed Acoste like a little tail, and continued to do ideological work with him.........

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The next day, they took advantage of the chaos to leave the city of Arabel.

This ancient commercial city is really on the verge of collapse, since the undead and cultists appeared, the city guards on the surface have been fighting against them, but Yacoste added a fire later, making Arabell City even more miserable.

Blind Eye, Nightblade Guild, Red Crow Regiment, Scattered Tallinn Society, undead plus army, these people are fighting to the death in the slums every day, this fluctuation is too big, and several other gray organizations have been implicated in the back, and now there are basically no living people in the slums, almost as long as they meet, they will go to war if they are not their own people.

Now the war is still burning in the slums, but the nobles and high-ranking citizens in the aristocratic and commercial districts have long been unable to sit still, and they know very well in their hearts that if they continue to make trouble like this, it will only be a matter of time before these murderous guys hit their area.

The city lord of Arabell City constantly put pressure on the people in the military department, sent messages to other places for help, and even delegated power to let the people of the temple join in the internal affairs, but these are just a drop in the bucket in the face of so many evil forces, even if the army can control the chaos in that area now, but dozens of hundreds of soldiers and civilians die every day, if they continue to consume like this, they will be finished sooner or later.

And in fact, the half-elf swordmaster took the time to go to Kilgfra Fort before leaving, and when he saw that it was empty, he knew that Arabel City was no longer saved.

There is still a lot of smell of blood and gunsmoke in the air, but the inside of the castle is clean, what does this mean?

The most powerful thing is that the government army in Arabell City is still sending troops to the slums, which makes Acoste really think that the city lord is not in his brain.

At this time, I didn't want to isolate this area from the territory of Arabel City, and I didn't want to take back the living force of the slums, but I kept filling it with people again and again, which was really hard to think about.

The sergeants on his side are fighting less and less, while the undead warriors are fighting more and more, is there still suspense in this battle?

As for whether Arabel can be preserved like history, and even the incarnation of the goddess of luck Teramo appears, the half-elf sword master said that this is quite hanging......

Of course, he knew that it was Aurora, the self-proclaimed Immortal King, who was directing it all.

But the other party is also very smart, and he knows that there is a great god living in his team now, so he does not appear in a high-profile manner.

Acoste, however, didn't want to waste his time looking for them in the dirty sewers, as he had more important things to do.

Three Tablets of Destiny, respectively held in the hands of the three gods of death, his ultimate goal of this rebellion of the Sage is to fish in troubled waters and smooth all the Tablets of Destiny into his own hands, it is reasonable that these things may contain the secrets of the gods, and the half-elf sword saint may be able to become those creatures beyond the gods after getting it, and the death knight is now thinking about becoming the god of the undead, isn't this grade suddenly opened?

The Night King's adventure party re-stepped into the wilderness on the thick snow.

It was originally a warm orchard area with pleasant seasons, and a large number of slaves worked in the fields under the not-so-blazing sun, irrigating rice or picking vegetables.

Yacoste had never been to Sambia in his previous life, but he saw in a book that the area on the border between the kingdoms of Sambia and the kingdoms of Cormier was like a paradise on earth, but the people at the bottom were in dire straits.

"To the east, in the direction of Cormier, the merchant families bought a very large amount of land and enjoyed the life of the nobility. Those who considered themselves the nobility of Sambia maintained a private army to watch over their vineyards, orchards, hunting grounds, chasing secrets or other people's private recipes—from the cultivation of mushrooms to the raising of slaves. Officially, slavery was illegal in Sambia, but the nobles made separate regulations in their domains. Members of large families who have owned the wealth of a generation like to call themselves dukes or princes or whatever. ”

However, this rebellion of the saints changed everything, without the sun, the sky was always gray, the fertile soil under it had long been covered by three layers of snow inside and three layers outside, and those crops that had not yet been picked were crushed to death even if they were not frozen to death.......

At the far end of the silver world, there are several manors covered with snow, originally those noble lords should be lying on comfortable chaise longues at the moment with mellow red wine in their hands and watching their slaves work downstairs, but now they are afraid that they can't see this, and even if they are far away, Acoste can still smell the unique and eerie smell of death inside, although it has become nonexistent because of time, but the half-elf swordmaster is still sure, Aurora's bone scum must have brought someone here early in the morning......

The snow is very difficult to walk.

But that's for ordinary adventurers, Acoste now has no scruples to spread his demon wings and fly in the air, anyway, after such a long time, Cranvo and Midnight know more or less something, but they don't show any uncomfortable looks, from this, it seems that at first, the half-elf swordmaster still miscalculated their receptivity.

Others, such as the light, vigorous professional walks on the snow, and the spell casts the magic [lightness], and the hard-pressed warrior who has nothing has to use his brute strength, step by step in the snow, and force the way forward, but this kind of person is definitely very rare, because even the little rookie Klanvo now has a new legendary shoe soaring in the air........

In less than half a day, the group walked dozens of kilometers, and then in front of them, the outline of another city appeared in front of their field of vision.

That's Dalren.

The last city on the Shanbia border, firmly on the Shanbia border, just across the river, and on the other side is the most marginal city of Komier, the city of Huailun.

Due to geographical factors, Dalren and Cormier are the closest of all the cities of Sambia, and the citizens of Dalren have mixed the commercial savvy of the Sambians with the gentleness and politeness of Cormier, but this makes the territory of Sambia, especially the capital of Odurin, very unhappy, they have been paying close attention to Darlon's every move to prevent him from treason, and among all the nobles of Sambia, the nobles born and raised in Darren are always the most vulnerable to being deprived of merit.

"Let's go into town, rest in for the day, and then leave for Cormier tomorrow."

Acoste retracted his wings and landed on the ground, he could have no scruples in front of his teammates in the field, but Jincheng City should forget it, there are such citizens who don't know the truth staring........

"What? Boss, are we going to go into the city? I can't stand the slums here. ”

Cranvo let out a strange cry, the chaotic and complicated environment of the slum is really not human, you don't have a good night's sleep in a day, and there is nothing to eat, because if you want to eat, you can only eat human flesh......

"Okay, don't complain, this time we're going to Uptown, I'll take you inside the Brilliant Tavern, I remember this is the largest high-end chain tavern in Ferron, and there is also one in the aristocratic district of Dalren."

Acoste glanced at the other party, and secretly said in his heart, is labor and management the kind of people who are reluctant to spend money? If it weren't for the search for your destined Ayton and Ciric, he wouldn't have gone to the slums to stay in a hotel.

"And we're running out of supplies, so we have to go to the city to replenish them, you don't want to nibble on the bark and snow water on the next journey, do you?"

"No, boss, you are the wisest, I will listen to you for everything."

The down-and-out warrior immediately covered his mouth in a surrender gesture, and the way he looked amused the others.

"Alright, we don't have any opinions, let's go into the city! For a warm fire, delicious food and refreshing wine, let's go! ”