Chapter 496: Yor'thae
In the ruins, countless broken bodies tried to crawl out of the 10,000-ton boulders. Even if they can't crawl out, their souls have been captured by Raven and removed from the soul cycle of the entire world.
Raven, of course, is targeted - kobolds, drows, Dilo dwarves, golems.
He only targeted a few vengeful gods, such as Kurtumak and Rose, the kobold god. Of course, he also hacked the Dillor dwarf god Deyrinka by the way, whether in his past life or in this life, he has no good feelings for this chaotic and evil dwarf god who takes pleasure in killing humans.
As for Golem...... They have no god in their heads. What a good Death Giant, don't be in vain!
Raven's avatar hovered about 10 meters above the ruins of Mosoblay City, located in the lower level of the Dark Realm, calmly watching the undead who crawled out of the ruins and saluted him on one knee.
Looking at these powerful creatures, Raven was like looking at an ant, and there was no trace of superfluous look on his face.
It's just that the breath of death visible to the naked eye surrounds the black-on-bottom, gold-trimmed death cloak he pretended to use, and in his eyes was a deep and boundless black.
He crossed his hands on his hips and looked down, and before the dust and rubble in the sky could reach within ten meters of his body, they all turned into gray dead air, and then melted into the shadows.
There is a row of slender figures lined up below.
First housemother Trielle Banry.
Second mother Maze Barrison Deango
The third master mother of Kyo Ozarn
The fourth mother of the house, Ganitiros, Traba
The seventh master mother Mizree Mizrem
Eighth Mother Bertin Fiblanche
They are no longer alive, not to mention that Rose lost contact with the world of Ultron when they died, even if Rose was there, unless Rose's incarnation immediately ran out to protect their souls with divine power, it was impossible for their souls to escape Raven's personal interception.
These six master mothers are all from the [Abyss Conqueror].
Originally, Raven thought that the discipline of the Drow elf priest should be to sell that level for money. It turns out that Raven still underestimated the fervor of faith. A priest of the true mistress level. They all have extremely paranoid fanaticism in their minds, and they may have different personalities, either sinister and cunning, or scheming and vicious, or greedy for money and lustful, or even afraid of death. When it comes to faith in Rose, the mind becomes extremely determined.
Except for the strongest Trill Ban Rui, who has experienced a period of brainwashing and torture, the other five are almost free to speak, and they shouted for help to the consciousness of Rose who was watching here in the void!
"Help meβgreat Rose!"
"Your servant Keyo beseeches you to blame the vile Raven!"
Even if the half-imaginary souls couldn't move, even if they couldn't even hear their cries for help, they still made their own choice - cursed Raven with the most vicious curse.
Soon they realized something was wrong.
Rose was silent, and was once the most favored by Rose. The theoretically more loyal and fanatical Trill Banry is also silent.
"Ban Rui! You are still the first housewife! What about your loyalty to Rose? What about the solar terms of your first mother? The second mistress angrily accused her number one opponent who had been fighting with her for countless years.
However, the First Master Mother, who was once a prominent figure in the entire Drow Elf Clan and even the entire Dark Region, was known for her powerful and wise methods, but under the gaze of the gods she once believed, her mouth squirmed a few times, and finally she knelt down.
"Lord Yunfield, please stop torturing me......"
Obviously, his back was burned by Rose's blazing almost crazy gaze, and it was clear that the few people around him were his old opponents. and her old partner, obviously this is blaspheming the spider god she once worshipped so much. Yet she begged for mercy.
There was a dead silence.
Raven's avatar was facing the sky on his back, facing Rose's gaze.
Raven smiled indifferently, and casually used the power of shadow to throw a spider climbing in the ruins in front of Trill Banry.
"Kill it, I'll make you my Death Attendant."
Trembling, trembling, trembling and shaking.
Knowing that this is a point of no return. Trill Banry also wondered if there was something wrong with the misguided memories in her mind, but Trill knew very well that Rose couldn't save her, and she couldn't resist the torture of a death-based god-like god.
Obviously she was already a spirit, and she still retained the habits of many living people, only to see her half-virtual and half-real spirit take a deep breath. After all, he knelt down.
"Great my lord, Raven Yunfield, God of Death and Shadows, please protect my soul from Rose's punishment...... Trielle Benray is supremely grateful for your favor. β
As Trill knelt down, a system prompt popped up.
Raven didn't see it, the soul of a Sanctuary-level priest was no longer worth his painstaking research. The generals of the chaotic evil camp are indeed a bit troublesome, but the victory is that the generals can be cultivated without paying attention to the means of taming, or slowly.
Forcing Rose's priest soul to be his own invoker has the advantage of making up for the lack of conjugators in Raven's kingdom. The faith of a church can spread quickly, and the pastor can use the digger, but it takes time to cultivate the invokers, let alone the invokers who specialize in fighting.
Generally speaking, only those who are combat priests during their lifetime can become invoker combat priests after death, and play the role of a backbone in the invocate warriors.
Often, a new god canonized for thousands of years may not be able to assemble a team of prayer and battle priests.
Raven is enough to even train a priest, and he is also a praying for a battle priest?
The year of ruin is almost here, and there is no time at all!
The only way to do it is to rob it!
Fortunately, Raven is a death god plus a [Abyss Conqueror], otherwise he would have robbed the priest or something...... Unless he inherited the priesthood of the previous god, he really can't even think about it.
Rose's priest, despite all his madness and misery, is absolutely top-notch in terms of talent and experience when it comes to combat. Even better, due to the relative proximity of the priesthood, it is not too difficult for its priest to change the divine arts.
For example, Raven is [Murder], and Rose is [Assassination].
Another example is that Raven is [Shadow] and Rose is [Darkness].
Triel's submission. It was shocking to the other housewives, and each of them was asking themselves, even Trielle Banrui couldn't withstand Raven's torture, so what about himself?
Raven smiled, and he was clearly asking Rose, "How?" β
Seeing her beloved Drow mistress succumb, the Drow Priest is forcibly turned into a corpse queen and a lich by Raven. Rose was almost angry and vomited blood.
Rose laughed angrily: "Giggles, it's good, it's powerful." I have to admit that Raven is very good. I just hope you'll be smiling so brightly in a few months. β
With that, Rose's will vanished.
Raven blinked, snapped his fingers, and a portal opened beside him. A group of low-level necromancers came out under the leadership of Fili, and they were all Fili's followers.
"Take all this cannon fodder back. Say hello to the forces passing by on the road, we're just passing by. If there is anyone who does not have long eyes. extinguished. β
"Yes."
When Raven opened his eyes again, he was back in his own kingdom in Phantom Knight City.
The gods were already waiting for him.
In addition to Tampas, Sunny, and Sasila in the guest seats, Raven is surrounded by Leila, the three goddesses in the direction of the attack, and there is a Radug who is sitting at the far end and is a little restless.
"Rose's kingdom is weird." Tampas was the first to speak: "I can't figure out what state she is, but with that evil ominous aura, I don't even have the idea of touching her kingdom." β
"Raven, do you know anything?" Shirley asked.
I saw a pair of eyes focused on me. Raven sighed: "If that's right, then Rose should be preparing to use an ancient evil artifact to help her advance to a powerful divine power." β
"Ancient Evil!?" The term clearly stirred the nerves of the gods.
Raven didn't know how to explain it. This thing has a very awkward name for the primordial ancients. Because it was too awkward, all the players in the previous life just called him [Eight Spiders].
Taking a deep breath, Raven said, "I don't know how to describe that thing, I just saw it in a vision." In order to refine its chaotic and evil nature, Rose fused the ancient evil object with her own divine kingdom and the large plane that best matched her. β
"What? Actually smelted the entire plane? The gods spoke almost in unison.
"Yes, unless we have the ability to destroy a large plane. Otherwise, none of us can do anything about Rose's kingdom. And that plane has been set up to prohibit the entry of any divine power, and we can't even send an avatar to peep in. β
Destroying a large plane is impossible for even a powerful true god. The plane is dimly self-protecting, a large plane of regurgitation. It only takes a minute to kill a true God.
Perhaps, there is still a slight chance to unite all the powerful gods of the entire Human High God Council to destroy that plane to the death. But is it possible?
"Are we just going to do nothing and watch Rose rise to great divine power?" The Red Knight slammed his fist into the conference table.
Her punch made Radug at the end of the table tremble.
"No, the foreshadowing has already been laid, and I even got something from Rose's old friend and nemesis. But after all, it was the ultimate chaos. I, the god of order, really can't fathom what will happen. I've done what I had to do anyway. Just wait for the results to come out. β
January 20, 1316 in the Ultron calendar.
Since the collapse of Morsobre, the Dark Regions seem to have regained calm, and the parties that have suffered heavy losses are licking their wounds like wounded beasts.
Suddenly, Rose's voice rang in the ears of all the Drow who had lost their home.
There was no speech in the voice of the drow as before, no words, only a feeling, an inflated force.
Countless drows fell to their knees on the spot, perhaps on the icy rock face, or on a patch of rough sand. Every Drow who believed in Rose pressed their foreheads against the cold ground.
Every whisper speaks the same word: Yor'thae.
The word promises, threatens, and curses at the same time. (To be continued.) )