"Sacrificial group, attack!"

The Burren-Lin singer held the scroll staff, and with each spell, the scroll with the prayer of the moon god written on the top of the staff would glow with moonlight, and under his command, the power of more than a dozen moon sacrifices converged, and each blow could knock back several steps of the spider demon in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the previous battle, everyone has figured out the habits of these demon-like creatures, they only have the instinct to destroy, although they also have wisdom, but that wisdom is insignificant, so it only takes a little temptation to separate the four-headed spider demons who act in this group.

The elves dealt with one, the dwarves against one, the humans against one, and the last one was temporarily banished to another dimension by several arcanists.

And their goal is surprisingly consistent, no longer pursuing killing, on the contrary, they are just to drive these creatures away and no longer hinder the way forward, but all intelligent creatures have their own instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, so even the spider demons, after realizing that these "food" are likely to jump up and bite themselves, have also given up their plans to hunt for food, screaming and retreating into the crypts everywhere in the city.

No one cared what these creatures fed on, and after the first spider demon was defeated, the dwarven sacrifice group joined the elves, and the two joined forces, and soon drove the elves away.

The so-called big waves and sands, those who can survive the previous spider demon attack must be stronger guys, as long as they are careful, these monsters can't hurt their lives, in short, after a delay of nearly half an hour, the leaders of all the surviving guys gathered together again to discuss the next matters.

But this time, the representatives of the three parties are all priests of each other's gods.

Since the professions are the same, some reasons that cannot be said in front of others have become mutual secrets, and the Elven Moon Temple, the Dwarven Fire Bearer Sacrifice, the Church of Waukin, and the representatives of the other churches, the three parties quickly came to an agreement, with the strongest dwarven side at the moment as the vanguard, the elves as the center, and the human sacrifices and believers with the smallest number as backup.

The three parties worked together, and soon walked into the inner ring of the city without danger, but when they saw the three separate forks in front of them, each other's faces were a little gloomy.

Priests can often be combined with words such as compassion and charity, but as the spokesmen of God among mortals, these guys are more inclined to believe in each other's gods, so in this urgent situation, the cruel way of sending warriors to explore the way immediately appeared in the three groups.

"Safe on the right! And it's likely that someone just walked by, my scouts report seeing fragments of puppets that resemble gnomes in the passageway!"

"Safe on the left, but at the end of the road is a crack that is difficult to cross, and my priest says that a pure evil force can be detected from below!"

"Central... The center is not safe! My guards have not returned. ”

After a few minutes of discussion between the leaders of the three parties, the reconstituted coalition of priests set out again, taking the passage on the right, but all this was clearly seen by Saruman, who was already about to walk to the altar of the Creator, through the surveillance barrier left on the road to the right.

But the old mage didn't say anything, just pursed his lips disdainfully. Then he focused all his attention on the surface of the stone in front of him, and the intricate magic circle carved with blue light in the huge amount of energy circulation.

"It's... Divine Rune Circle... Looking at this surge of energy, I can't imagine what is powering it! This pure magic is so shocking!"

Out of the curiosity of a qualified mage, Trisleman temporarily put aside his suspicions about Saruman and instead focused all his attention on the stone wall in front of him, but when he was obsessed with reaching out to touch it, he was separated by Saruman with a lamppost staff.

"This is the body of the magic net, it is the magic circle carved by the goddess of the magic net herself, containing the power of the rules of this world, if you touch it with your hand, the specification will disintegrate your body and your soul in an instant!"

"Goddess of the Magic Net?"

Trisleman was stunned by the name, but Saruman laughed,

"Yes, ridiculous self-proclaimed "god", you may not know that she is actually just a lucky shepherdesss who sold her body to get to this position, but even now she is just a canary in captivity. ”

"Huh?"

Magmanda's eyes widened suddenly, due to the lack of inheritance of orcs, she didn't know about the famous fragrant story in the upper echelons of the aliens, and now that it was told by Saruman, the big chief couldn't help but show a gossip expression.

"Is that really the case?

Saruman shook his head and explained in detail as he continued to climb the stone steps,

"The true gods exist, the Sixteen True Gods, which were the embodiment of the will of the whole world, and their appearance is said to have brought about the end of the First Age, and the Kirundel, under the leadership of the Sixteen True Gods, transformed the whole world and created the glorious Second Age, those who raised their power to the supreme level, humbly called themselves "from God" which means "God under God", and always followed the servants of the Sixteen True Gods. But after the war of the gods, the gods withered, so those servants of the gods also began to call themselves "gods" in a big way, captive the mortal lives of the whole world, collect beliefs, and establish sects, which is simply a big joke!"

Both Magmanda and Trisleyman were shocked by this true history, and they mechanically followed behind Saruman, and Magmanda couldn't help but ask,

"And what about our gods?

"I don't know!"

Saruman walked up the last flight of steps, and replied slowly,

"When I entered my death, the orcs had only just emerged from the gods of God, and as for how your gods fell... I do not know. ”

Magmanda was a little lost, he was not curious about Saruman's true identity, but the news that the god who had been serving unanimously for thousands of years had fallen, made him stunned, but at the moment when Saruman's words landed, another young voice sounded on the stone platform,

"With the orcs sustaining three thousand years of sacrifice and the temple of the ancestors, your gods may soon reawaken, and those who have bound their will and rules together will not die so easily. ”

When Magmanda heard this, she jerked her head to the other side, only to see Elivan, dressed in a white robe, holding a silver staff, and with three orange fireballs floating above her head, slowly walking up the stairs on the other side of the stone platform with Roman, Rattle, and Lens. (To be continued.) )