This tragedy also happened to every priest who tried to ask Ilmot for divine powers, some of them failed to react in time, causing an even greater disaster, while others, like the priest killed by the Speaker, persevered until the last moment, and were slain by his companions or other priests or paladins, or jumped into the abyss or rivers, and the blood of their sacrifice flowed on the ground, and soon breeding mosquitoes with pestilence— Soon, the local officials and nobles began to drive out the priests of Ilmut, the priests of Ilmut did not care about settling in the wilderness, but after seeing the fear of the commoners and homeless people who were rescued and treated by them, their hearts could not help but pass a little dazed, Ilmot's doctrine was to ask them to bear the suffering for the people, but what if this suffering was brought by them?

Some of the priests of Ilmut committed suicide, others also went into self-exile and did not approach the crowd, but the priest of Ilmote in the territory of Cremar was the luckiest, and after the lich had a deducer from the spirits of the other world, he ordered the winged men and the knights of the dragon tooth to fly into the air to find the priest of Ilmot, telling them not to pray to Ilmot for magic for the time being, and preferably not even to pray.

The soul of the other world returned to the Black Tower, worried, it vaguely felt a trace of unease, like the turbid air flow before the storm, but it also knew very well that the coming chaos ** was not something that it or one or two people could compete with.

And at this time, a message came from outside the tower, and someone came to visit.

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Kerriben stood alone outside the canyon, a narrow area of trees and vines, most of which had been strangely alienated - where the undead were inhabited, plants withered or corrupted, and corrupted plants had a certain intelligence, secreting venom or acid, and killing people at any time, they were often the first line of defense that the Grey Robes and the Lich had set up for themselves. The plants here in Cremar are still full of life, but for some reason, standing among them, I always feel coveted by countless hungry beasts, and the occasional wind that blows by my ears also carries a slight smell of blood, with a biting yīn cold.

Just as Kerriben was trying to communicate with a night owl that looked rather grumpy and hairy, asking it to deliver the message on his behalf, all of a sudden, the branches in front of him, the veil-dense vines, and the knee-length grass and thorns all quietly moved out of the way, and the black-haired Dragonborn mage stood at the end of the road, his eyes full of joy, "Kerryben." ”

Although he looked almost indistinguishable from the one he first met at Cape Beach, except for the knee-high black hair - his strength had left him far behind, and when facing him, it was like facing a real dragon, but this power was familiar to Jīng, as if it belonged to Cremar in the first place, rather than gathering little by little over a long period of time. Thinking of this, Kerry shook his head, how could he think like this? The other soul in this body came from a demonless plane with no magic, no gods and no monsters, and in its soul, it was impossible to store the power of magic, but from the beginning, it was not the power that he used to conquer them, but the thoughts and deeds.

"Maybe it's a little late," said Kerryburn, "but I'll still congratulate you on being the master of this place." ”

"The Silvercrown Jungle and Emerald Forest Island have been locked down for so long," said the Otherworldly Soul, "I've been worried. It also tried to send out a message, but stopped when it didn't get a response, not because it lacked perseverance, but because the lich reminded it that Kerry wouldn't have cut ties with it if it wasn't forced to do so - for your sake, he'd even accept the undead, and the lich would say that, and the otherworldly soul wanted to say it, which sounded a bit sour.

"I'm sorry," Kerry Ben sat with him at a small table that only allowed two pairs of knees, the fire in the hearth, the mist steaming in the iron pot, it was fish soup, and it was warm before he drank it in his mouth, they had been separated for so many years, but when they sat together, time was no longer an obstacle: "The situation did not allow it. ”

The soul of the other world nodded, and did not continue to ask.

"Let me meet Saler. ”

"Okay. The spirit of the other world said that the ghost beside him took the command and brought Salil up in a short time, and Kerry looked at his black hair and eyes, and was silent for a long time.

"Do you remember your mother, Sallier?"

"I remember. "Salil said that Cremar had not concealed his origins, that his father and his mother, that he had not come in anticipation and love, that his placenta had been a lie and evil since he was an embryo, and that when he came into the world, the swaddling clothes that enveloped him were the blood of his relatives. As the son of Grazt, he had consciousness and thoughts when he was in his mother's womb, so he remembered his mother's face, which was a weak and sad face, and as a demon, he despised her, and as a jīng spirit, he was full of pity for her.

"Although you are the son of Grazt," said Kerryben, "but you are also the son of Lucie, and you have the blood of the devil, but you also have the blood of the jīng spirit, and now, Sariel, you need to make a choice," he said, "The jīng spirit is leaving, not leaving the Silver Crown Forest or the Emerald Forest Island, but leaving this plane, like the dragon of a thousand years ago, leaving forever, and the existence of the jīng spirit will become a legend—you can choose, stay here, or leave with us." ”

Even Salir had to show a look of surprise, and he looked at his mentor, who was as cold and calm as ever, as if Salir was not his disciple, but a stone, a leaf.

"There is no need to worry about exclusion or discrimination. In addition to the jīng spirit, as long as you have the bloodline of the jīng spirit, whether it is a half-human, a dragonborn, a half-demon, or a half-devil...... As long as you can learn to exercise restraint and think, you will be accepted by us. ”

"It's hard to imagine how you managed to convince the other jīng spirits. "Otherworldly souls say, especially Eya of Emerald Grove Island.

Kerry only smiled slightly, "We have to thank Angelis for his kindness and tolerance. He said, looking at Cremar: "You too, Cremar...... If you will......"

"I have more work to do here. Said the soul of the other world.

"Then," said Salier, "I can't leave here either." "If the guru can leave with him, he will also consider it, but if it is only him...... The debt he was carrying had to be repaid by the mentor, and he only had to serve his father Grazt for fifty years, but if he escaped and took his place, the guru would serve Grazt forever, and the demon's forever would be forever, with no time limit, no end, no matter how it was calculated, the deal would not be so cost-effective. Well, math was arguably one of his best assignments, and he looked at his tutor, but Cremar just looked down to look at Tea's face.

Keriben sighed softly, but not much disappointed, as Saler's actions proved once again that there was no way out for jīng spirits or humans mixed with evil bloodlines except to fall, and so did Cremar and so did Salir.

"If nothing else. Salier said, "I'm going back to my room." ”

"Go ahead. Said the soul of the other world.

Then, the room was silent again, and the souls of the other world enjoyed this wonderful silence for a while, after all, the silence of being accompanied by someone is completely different from the cold silence of being alone, "So, today is not only a congratulations, but also a farewell, right?"

"So to speak. ”

"I'm going to miss you, my friend. ”

"Why do you say that?" Kerry lowered his head and drank his tea, "There are still some jīng spirits who want to stay, and so do I." ”

......

As the otherworldly soul threw the cup on the table in frustration, Kerry Benhaha burst out laughing. But then, his god slowly became serious, and the other soul may have gradually learned to disguise and disguise in the past hundred years, but in front of Kerryben, he never did. The black-haired Dragonborn lifted his hand and pressed it on his shoulder, anxiety and worry spilling over from those abyss-like eyes.

"I would prefer you to leave. He said.

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Kerry didn't return to the Jungle immediately, he stayed for a day, meeting Adel and the Lich.

After Kerry Bon left, another distinguished guest came to the canyon.

"Afra. ”

"Cremar. The goddess said, "My cruel love." ”

"I was never your lover. The lich said, and before Afra could retort, he added, "Well, the other one isn't, he's your father." ”

Afra's face couldn't help but show resentment and embarrassment: "I'm no longer a mortal. ”

"Well, I know. "The lich said that they had been dragged by Afra into the immature kingdom of God by surprise, and that if it weren't for the dragon Io, they might have to be delayed in Afra's kingdom for a while.

"I'm not going to do that again," Afra begged, "let me see him." ”

The lich laughed, "Then let's go down, and you'll see him tomorrow." ”

"That's not him. ”

"If you only want to see a false illusion, you can make it yourself, Afra, who has been sad," said the lich, "and though he refuses to be your lover, he does treat you as a daughter, and he loves you like a father." ”

“...... I don't believe it. Afra said, and then vanished.

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Afra opened her eyes on the throne of God, and her doppelganger entered her body.

"It doesn't seem to have brought any good news. "Glenn lazily lies in the arms of a maid, eating grapes, and in front of him there are all kinds of fresh and sweet fruits and colorful flowers, Afra's kingdom of God at the beginning of its erection fully embodies the special characteristics of being the god of marriage and love, its kingdom is always like spring, the sun is shining, even if it rains, it is a thin drizzle, birds and beasts have smooth fur, bright feathers, there is no cruel fighting, there is no bad weather, the people of the kingdom of God are all in the most beautiful age, with a nightingale-like singing voice, and a swan-like graceful posture, they sing in addition to singing, that is, dancing, snuggling up to each other among flowers and green grass, rubbing, carefree.

As soon as Afra showed signs of sorrow, handsome men came forward to comfort him, but before they could touch Afra's toes, their fingers swelled unsightly, and their faces became dark spots and wrinkles, and their hair turned gray and dull, and their backs were rickety, and the other elect and believers immediately screamed, and they realized that they had angered the gods and wanted to flee, but the next moment they turned into ashes.

Even the maid behind Gülen left the guests in a panic and fled between the flowers to escape the wrath of the gods, Gülen relied on his nearly a hundred years of skill to keep his head from hitting the steps, well, now of course he doesn't have to worry about dying because of such a small problem, the problem is that it is too embarrassing: "Don't do this," he said, "you know Cremar, he would be angry if he knew." ”

Afra turned her face away, "He won't know." ”

It's hard to say, Gülen said to himself, "I think those kids are very good," he said, "even if you can't be your lover, it's nice to have someone to warm your body on a cold night." ”

When it comes to her own elect and followers, Afra's god sè has softened a little, no one, or god, is not happy to know that they are being loved and worshiped by fanatical people, not to mention that the power of their faith will also be transformed into Afra's divine power, which is what she needs most now, but she still can't accept that anyone other than Cremar snuggles up to her.

"It's not like a god of love. Gülen asked, "Isn't he just fine?"

"If there is a second person who will embrace me at that time. Afra said that she shed tears, tears dripped into the ashes, and those innocent believers and elects were born again from the ashes, but it was only their bodies that were reborn, not their consciousness, their minds were like babies, and they were born with the ability and impulse to admire and surrender to this goddess - Afra had also thought about bringing her lover into the kingdom of God in this way, but when she saw this scene, even she had to have a heart of hesitation, was it really as her lover's cohabitant said, this was really the destruction of him? Perhaps he would have been loving and loyal to Afra, but was this Afra's mind or his own? If it was the former, she would have killed her lover with her own hands and buried him forever.

"It's my fault. Gülen said dryly.

"It's okay," Afra said, "you don't love me, and I don't love you." ”

"That's right," said Gülen, "I like the way you are, my daughter." ”

"You're not going to come here for no reason, say, what's something you want me to do?"

"Can't you just congratulate you on becoming the god of love and marriage?"

"Not enough. Afra sneered, "If it were just that, you'd pout at most when you saw me." ”

Glenn laughed hoarsely, "You're right," he said, "there's something for you to do." My daughter, in the name of the god of marriage and love, holds a feast. ”

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