"Boom"

The stone door of the tomb behind him was automatically closing, and the Dragonborn Paladin looked back at the stone door that was completely closed, and could not see the slightest gap, so he quickly caught up with the priest in front. ↖ Top ↖ Story ↖ ↖,

"Charles, why are you ......?" the Bara Sharen looked puzzled.

As a player, of course, he knows how tempting the name "Chosen One" is, both for players and for the aborigines, many of whom are willing to give up their souls for power and serve demons and demons, compared to finding a goddess stepmother and getting a voter template or something.

"There is no reason, I am a priest of Ogmar, and this reason is enough."

Charles stopped, turned to look at the quiet cemetery, and although his words also showed a hint of regret, his expression was calm.

Elector.

It wasn't that he didn't know the meaning of the word, but he knew it too well to refuse Yeyao's request.

In fact, among all the gods, the goddess of magic, Mystra, has the largest number of voters, with nearly twenty people, including the most powerful voters like Ilminster, who is said to be the concubine of the second secret sister, and fallen voters like Samast, who transformed into a lich and single-handedly created the evil dragon worship, and was finally bombarded into slag.

Overall, electorating is a very dangerous job, and only a handful of voters are still active on the mainland, and the vast majority of voters are either deceased or in unknown condition, and if they mix well, they may become gods like Azus, but a dozen epochs have passed just one example.

What's more, the dark ages are coming, and the gods who may face a new ** blood exchange are still difficult to protect themselves. and the elect who have completely fallen into the arms of God. What can be the best end?

After the new gods take possession of the priesthood of the old gods. The first thing to clean up is the former voters.

Unless they are the elect of the two gods, it doesn't matter if one god father dies, and there is another god mother who is shrouded, but such a figure is too rare.

Moreover, Ye Yao is just a god with weak divine power, if it is a strong divine power, then Charles really needs to think about it, but the weak divine power is forgotten. Deities of this rank were cannon fodder in turbulent times, and they were no different in dark ages. Ye Yao can avoid the last tribulation, but he may not be able to escape this tribulation.

So Charles just made a choice that was most beneficial and correct for him.

Although the voter template is really, really enticing.

For example, the Goddess of Magic's elector, according to the data, her voters will receive bonus spells, as well as special abilities such as magic immunity, aging immunity, and silver fire. Constitution then gains +10 boosts.

Of course, these are the templates of a powerful god elect. The elect of the night yao, what they got from the goddess, is most likely the ability of the undead, and it is of no use to themselves.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled softly. After thinking about it again, the last trace of regret in Charles's heart vanished. Let's continue to follow Ogma.

He and Barrazar leave the ruins of Tivanton.

Half a month ago. After Tyro and his teammates disappeared, the mage group of Waterdeep fell silent for several days before continuing to investigate the ruins as if nothing had happened.

At this time.

In the past half month, there have been fewer and fewer shadow rifts, and thanks to this, the black-robed mage Longsa and several other mages have been able to stand safely in the lord's mansion of Tifanton.

"Boom"

There was a sudden vibration on the ground beneath his feet, a sudden situation that the investigation team had never encountered, and several mages who were communicating in a low voice raised their heads in shock. Ronsa's face was gloomy and he shouted, "Exit the ruins first!" ”

"I feel the city is waking up!"

The mages unleashed their flying spells, swishing into the air, and swept out of the city.

At the same time, border fortresses.

Commander William heard the exclamations of the soldiers on the wall, and strode up the wall, looking at the dead city directly opposite, his face changed slightly.

A shadow that had shrouded the dead city was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shadow rift that was wandering around was completely gone. William observed solemnly for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked high in the sky, and a wild eagle happened to fly in the direction of the mountain range, flapping its wings and soaring high in the sky of Tivanton, making a long chirp, and looking leisurely.

"Recovered?"

William muttered.

The walls had long been crowded with the Purple Dragon Knights and Border Soldiers, who were also looking at Tivanton, their resolute faces all written with excitement.

Tifanton finally recovered.

Soon a new group of inhabitants will migrate and multiply, and in a few years, or a decade, this strategic location will return to its former prosperity, and people will forget its old name of 'Dead Land'.

Charles and Barrazar stood at the mouth of the cave where they had settled, looking out over the frontier fortress on the horizon, the cheers of the soldiers echoing clearly across the moor.

"It looks like you Cormiers have regained another strategic location." Balasa joked rarely.

Only the two of them knew the real reason why Tivanton had become a dead land.

It can be said that it was a legendary lich who planted a conspiracy during the turbulent times, and later the followers of Orcasus simply took over the lich's work and continued to build the dimensional passage.

"It's okay."

"It's hard to recover, but it's much easier to activate the player." Charles also smiled, "I just don't know what the royal family will do with this land." ”

"After all, now that this place is deserted, and the Carmen family has been completely wiped out, will the Tifanton region be annexed to Arabe, or will it be directly under the direct jurisdiction of the royal family?" Charles said thoughtfully.

"Uh......"

The Dragonborn scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

He is a player of Comanso and knows nothing about the situation in Cormier. Besides, the holy warriors are basically not involved in politics and do not go into business, and they have always been on the path of fighting evil.

"Remember my invitation, right? Think about it. ”

Charles patted his Dragonborn teammates on the shoulder, then went back to the cave and took out his light warhorse, and while stepping on the stirrups and turning over on the horse, he smiled at the paladin, "I hope to see each other next time, we are true partners." ”

Da-da-da-da.

Let's talk about it. A tug on the reins. The pastor rode away. The figure quickly disappeared into the wasteland. The paladin rode a large lizard and looked into the distance in contemplation.

The underworld.

Temple.

"Interesting."

"The pastor turned me down without mercy."

The seven- or eight-meter giant statue on the wall was also covered with a faint golden glow, and the night star's ice-blue eyes showed a hint of playfulness, and he said to himself in the empty temple: "Ogma, that Holy Presence is more suitable for my teachings, I can observe the emotions in his heart, it is very clean and pure...... This emotion is eternal. It's beyond life! ”

"I'm going to snatch him and sow my faith."

……

Arabe.

The Mage Tower stands tall in the heart of the city.

Lady Lord Millman. Raul wore only a thin white silk dressing gown, her long brown-red hair was scattered, and she stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, half-leaning against the bedroom window, quietly watching the clouds in the sky.

Her silver-gray eyes reflected the scene of the sky, and her body naturally exuded a demure temperament, as if a layer of time was still enchanted around her.

I don't know how long it took.

A large golden-feathered owl flew in from outside the bedroom and stopped on a cloth chaise longue while grooming its feathers. Bian said in the standard continental language, "Milman, I've sent those guys away." ”

"Are you going to hang them all the time?"

"This is the envoy corps of the royal family and the nobles. Hehe, if this continues, I guess there will be gossip outside of Arabe again. ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in the owl's words.

"Hmph."

The female lord, who had always stood still, had her silver-gray eyes fluctuated, and a faint snort came out of Qiong's nose, and said, "What they mean, I know very well. ”

"The orcs in the Stormhorn Mountains, these guys are scared just now?"

Milman's face suddenly turned cold. "Arabe is the territory of the Raul family, and even if they don't come, the Raul family will do their best to protect this land."

"But now is not the time to start the war, it is useless for them to send envoys to urge, this land is ruled by me."

"If there is any rumor in the city, then I can only ask them to get out of Arabe."

The owl on the recliner smacked at the sound of this.

"When those guys heard your words, they probably vomited blood in anger." The owl was sneering again, "As long as the Raul family remains, Arabe is a wall north of Cormir that will never fall, and no orc can cross it to the south." ”

"But in the south, which is run by those guys, the situation is precarious. Recently, the intelligence department directly under the Lord's Mansion has received a lot of news about the Marauders of the Dravien coming ashore, at this time, those guys should be more concerned about the defense of the southern coastline, right? Mebius snorted coldly.

The female lord didn't answer, and continued to look into the distance, the sky shrinking into her almond-sized silver-gray pupils.

Moment.

“…… Is there any news of the Holy Advent? The female lord suddenly spoke.

"Which one?"

The owl was still grooming its feathers and didn't react.

"The priest...... Seems to be called Charles, right? Milman furrowed his thin eyebrows slightly, "I need a trusted Presence to clear the Arabe region for me. ”

"Oh, so you mean the priest who took the 'Essence of Earth'." The owl blinked Lingjun's red eyes and smiled, "Is it appropriate to entrust this kind of work to a Holy Presence?" ”

"There are more outstanding adventurers waiting to be appointed in our lord's mansion."

"Hmm...... Recently, there was an adventurer with your arcane imprint dimension bag, who seems to be a beast named Udic, which is very good. ”

Mebius flapped his wings.

The female lord raised her eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Udic? I remember this man, and he was holding the dimensional bag I had given to the priest...... Calculating the time, more than half a month has passed. ”

"Wait, if that priest doesn't show up, I'll have to find another adventurer to work for me." (To be continued......)

ps: The state is not very good, and the early morning shift will be put in tomorrow daytime~