Chapter 58: A Tragedy Caused by a Spear
"Hey, Art, that's pretty much it."
In terms of physical arts, the assassin-born Artel is not weaker than Isilian, and in terms of magic, the current necromancer can also completely dodge the dazzling killing moves hidden in Isilian's tricky marksmanship, plus Isilian was sealed for a period of time, and also used most of his power to maintain the previous illusion, so he was basically hung by Astra.
"Hmph, no, no, no! If I had gotten the Brilliant Spear, how would it be like this? Isilian threw the wooden spear in his hand and sat down on the ground and could not get up.
Art's face was expressionless, but he raised his wand, and the pale white smoke dazzled at the staff, which was a seemingly insipid move, but it made Isilion's originally playful expression instantly panic.
"Athe, don't kill her." Wang Feng's face changed greatly, although he was not a magician, he couldn't sense the terrifying magic of this trick of a hundred ghosts walking at night, but Wang Mouren knew the horror of this trick, and the tenacious bloodthirsty cat demon died from this trick before.
"She's so cheating on you, and you're still protecting her?" Art replied dissatisfiedly, but after waving his staff, the pale white soul on it vanished.
"It turns out that there is such a powerful force on this continent." Isilien muttered.
"Hey, that guy from Ishtar, can you answer me two questions?" Wang Feng looked at the depressed Isillion with interest, "This world is very dangerous, and not everyone has the patience of mine. ”
"What do you want to know?"
"First of all, what are your plans, you can't stay in this pit forever, can you?"
"Those stinky dwarves deceived me and sealed me with the power I taught them, I want to find those dwarves and take revenge!" Isilien grinned, and her cute little round face looked even rounder.
"That's... Isilien, yes, the dwarven Vidil and his tribe, have been wiped out by the dark elves, and Noypera has been occupied by the spider kingdom and the dark elves, respectively. Gog replied cautiously.
"What's that? How did you know so much and didn't say it sooner? Wang Feng glared at Gao Ge fiercely, this guy of the opposite sex has no humanity.
"You didn't ask," Gog retorted weakly, and then asked Isilien, who was obviously a little confused, "Then this respected Miss Magician, I don't know if you plan to return to the Demon Realm or..."
"I'll steal the transfer stone that the Demon Realm has reached the Arad Continent... No, I borrowed a piece and now I can't go back. Isilion replied subconsciously, and then looked at Art with some horror, "I don't know where to go now..."
"Then why don't you go back to the Goblin Clan with me?"
"Ahem, Gog, human trafficking, no, the abduction of the devil's mouth, etc., Miss Isilien, can you tell me how you were sealed by the dwarves? What is the matter with the deception in your mouth? ”
"Well, this is a terrible story, are you sure you want to hear it?"
"It's okay, just say it." Yat pushed Wang Feng to the ground, and then stepped on Wang Feng's left hand with one foot, pulling out Wang Feng's broken hand bones piece by piece like picking bones from boiled meat, "I've seen a lot of horrors. ”
"Gollum." Isilien swallowed, "Here's the thing. We, the planet Terra, the Demon Realm as you call it, have been in turmoil since I was born. The eldest sister doesn't care about the world, the second sister summons creatures who want to subdue more mutated creatures, and the third sister demons..."
Although Wang has been struggling, he feels that with his ability to recover, there should be hope for the recovery of this left hand - if it is not for Yat's "treatment", but Yat obviously misunderstood Wang Feng's meaning, thinking that he avoided the disease because of the pain, but pressed him tighter, so Wang, whose mouth had been gnawing on the ground, couldn't even say anything against it sadly.
"Long story short, Gog, please go get some food." Athan faintly interrupted Isilion's tirade, and then gave an order to Gog, the licking dog, who was a little angry.
Gao Ge just wanted to object, but Wang obviously played a good role model and went out obediently.
"Well, in short, it's me, the great Estar war spirit, the future thirteenth apostle, stealing, no, borrowing some items from the eldest sister, the second sister, and the third sister, who let them always say that my leather armor matches the method of war, and I am stupid and weak. According to the laws of our Ishtar cultivation, a good weapon is half of the strength of the war spirit, and of course the other half is a good leather armor. However, only the dwarves of Arad can refine the pure gold and make the Brilliant Spear, so as a last resort, I used the Third Sister's Transfer Stone..."
"Woo... Phew, bah, bah..."Wang, who had completed the "operation" in various senses, was finally let go by Yat, in order to no longer focus on his poor little left, Wang Feng spit out the mud in his mouth, "What kind of deal did you make with the dwarves, right?" ”
"Yes, the eldest sister's magic book mentions the method of faith into a demon, you know, the mastery of magic is the greatest gift given to us demon people by Terra's home planet, I tailor a trick for them to collect faith with gold statues according to the situation of the dwarves, so that dwarves, creatures who do not understand magic, can master the power of magic, and in return, they need to forge a brilliant spear for me."
"I see, your collaborator is Augustus?"
"Well, things were going very smoothly originally, gold can not only absorb the beliefs of the dwarves, but even weakly absorb the beliefs of all creatures in Arad, and the possibility of Augustus becoming a god is far greater than I imagined."
"Later, the news accidentally leaked that the dark elves, who were originally hostile to the dwarves, sabotaged the construction of the golden statue, right?" Wang Feng contacted the information he got and guessed.
"That's right, those darkskins aren't just destroying the mines, they're killing everywhere, so my brilliant spear will be far away. So I studied the method of the second sister to transform the summoned creatures, simulated the transformation power of the dazzling pattern, and then the dwarves secretly placed them in the town of the dark elves in the name of Venus's grace, creating a group of irrational monsters. Hey, don't stare at me, it's clear that you dark elves did it first. ”
"Go on." Arter didn't argue, it seems that the Dark Elves did do it first.
"Originally, those mutated creatures were enough for the dark elves to be in a hurry, and Augustus was able to build his golden statue in peace, and then my brilliant spear was also found, but people are not as good as heaven, and I don't know where the stinky dragon flew from, so I have to settle down in the dark city..."
"So the dwarves and elves have joined forces... Naturally, your plans for a golden statue have been put on hold. Art replied lightly.
"Yes, the most hateful thing is that three years later, in order to thank the humans who sealed the stinky dragon, the dwarves actually made a Rausch Shadowless Sword from the stored pure gold..."
"And soon the dwarves were discovered in the elven city, and the principle of your dazzling pattern magic was deciphered at that time." Art shrugged his shoulders and took out four dazzling patterns from his pocket, which were the dazzling patterns that Isilion used to make the phantom array before, that is, the wall lamps that Wang Feng and Gao Ge saw in the illusion.
"The dark elves assassinated Augustus, and the dwarves who succeeded him were sinister villains, who ostensibly lied to me that he would give me the brilliant spear I wanted as soon as the golden statue was finished, but in reality he would not waste a of gold to smelt pure gold. By the time I found out, he had already cast the golden statue, but since the golden statue was made after Augustus, the successor did not get the full divine power, but it was not difficult to use the power of the golden statue to seal me who was guilty of the master..."
"And then?"
"Being in a foreign race naturally has to keep a back hand, and my four dazzling pattern illusions are not something that those magic laymen can destroy. So I've been maintaining the illusion all these years, hoping that someone can defeat the Golden Statue and free me. ”