"Imoen! Pay attention to your right! Those demons may suddenly teleport over and cut into the battlefield!"
"I saw it without you reminding me! Damn it! There are so many monsters here, and each one is more difficult to deal with."
"Especially the golems. Each of them is so tough. If you couldn't cast a spell to push them off the canopy platform, they would probably die of exhaustion by now."
"Be content. At least we haven't seen the dragon so far."
"Shut your crow mouth. Ever since you entered Sodanisla, you have been doing whatever you say. First came the demons, then the evil beasts, and then the golems and the yugoloths."
……
Along with the habitual quarrels, fights and complaints, Sancho and his party quickly eliminated more than a dozen demons that rushed towards them, as well as more than a hundred undead creatures that were pulled up by their spell-like abilities.<
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Due to the sharp decrease in the number of Sons of Baal throughout Faerûn, almost all of the remaining ones have gained power close to or even beyond the legendary.
People like Wu Yi are on the fuzzy boundary between mortals and gods, and they may cross over and become demigods at any time.
So Sancho, Aberdare and Imoen have all become extremely scary.
Especially after transforming into the killer form, not only can it maintain a clear consciousness, but it can also easily tear into pieces otherworldly monsters such as the Berserker and the Enchanter, which are almost invincible to most adventurers. Even evil beast ghosts, which are very difficult to deal with in the eyes of many spellcasters and have amazing magic immunity and resistance, can't stand up to them for only a few rounds before being brutally beheaded.
After all, the killer himself is equivalent to the incarnation of the god.
Although the killer form of the Son of Baal is definitely not as good as that of the God of Murder himself, it is still a legendary and divine creature, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary demons or other creatures.
Among them, Aberdare, who was given special care, is now like a little Baal, surrounded by the aura of evil, blood, violence and death.
You don't need to ask to know that Baal had previously injected a large amount of divine power and divinity into his body in order to allow this heir who was most vulnerable to his control to kill Irenicas and then extract him from the Elf Tree of Life.
Grab the life energy you receive to prepare for your future resurrection.
Poor Irenicas had no idea that the reason why he was able to successfully seize the divine power and divinity from Aberdare was actually part of the plan of the dead god of murder.
Only in this way can Aberdare, who is controlled by Barr, be able to enter Sodenisla in a legitimate and justifiable manner.
In fact, as long as you carefully recall the adventures of Aberdare in the original plot, you can easily see that there is more than one god behind it secretly trying to interfere and guide.
Among them, Elminster, who has appeared several times, represents Midnight, the goddess of magic;
The Shadow Thieves Guild is represented by Musk, the God of Thieves;
The cooperation between the dark elf city and Erinikas, as well as the subsequent series of conspiracies and betrayals, are likely to have the shadow of the spider goddess Rose;
The adoptive father Gillian may have been arranged by Ogma, the god of knowledge;
The almost destruction of Sodanisla may be the result of the game between the elven gods and Baal;
There is also a strange prophecy about the son of Baal given by the father of the shark-turned-murloc in the underwater city.
Finally, when it came to the Battle of the Gods, the god Io couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent a blazing god to take charge of the matter. It was also a warning to the gods who tried to interfere.
This is probably why a crazy guy like Cyric, the Prince of Lies, after getting rid of the influence of "Cyric Sutra" and regaining his sanity, found that someone was tearing apart his throne, but he didn't do anything big, he just showed up and ridiculed him.
Then he left.
It can be said that the entire adventure of the Sons of Baal in the original plot seems to be full of thrills, but in fact, it may all be the result of the gods testing, fighting, and compromising each other.
In other words, it is the game of the gods.
Aberdare and his companions are like puppets in a stage play, the kind of poor people whose fate has already been determined.
But now, with Zuo Si's intervention and Sancho, a fish that has the ability to jump out of the water, everyone's destiny has begun to gradually deviate from the original trajectory and develop in a completely unknown direction.
Just as the team members were advancing rapidly along the intricate roads of Soldanisla, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky.
The next second...
Viconia, who is most sensitive to changes in light, quickly raised her head and saw a scene that stunned her.
I saw a super-giant black dragon covered with ink-colored scales, nearly thirty-five meters in size, and its wings could almost cover the entire platform, passing overhead.
Ancient black dragon?
Ancient black dragon?
The drow priest felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were trembling uncontrollably, and the dragon's power coming toward his face made people want to turn around and run away immediately.
"Oh - damn! Aberdare, the crow's mouth, is right again! Irenikas actually found a powerful dragon as a thug."
Aimeng stretched out his tongue nervously and licked his lips, and a row of dense beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
Although she has gained the ability to transform into a killer, she still feels fear when facing such a behemoth.
What's even worse is that the black dragon seemed to have discovered the team that suddenly broke in. After making a circle in the sky, it quickly turned around and began to dive downwards.
"Spread out! Spread out quickly!"
Sancho pushed hard against the stupid Minsk who was standing in the middle with his sword raised, wanting to meet him to complete the feat of slaying the dragon, and then quickly protected himself from energy damage (acid).
In comparison, Bubu, the yellow-skinned mouse, was much smarter. He jumped off Minsk's shoulder and hid in a cave in the treetop next to him.
To be precise, this hamster of unknown origin seems to have really high intelligence. It can escape large-scale attacks from the enemy in advance in almost every battle, which is really confusing and puzzling.
If possible, Sancho wanted to catch Bubu more than once for examination to at least confirm his true ethnicity.
After all, he had heard his mentor tell a story about a despicable wizard who was proficient in transmutation magic. In order to avoid being hunted by his enemies, he turned into a pet rat and hid in other people's homes for more than ten years.
Since then, the boy has become strongly wary of all small animals that act too smart.
It's a pity that Minsk does not allow anyone to touch Bubu.
For a while, Sancho even suspected that Minsk was mind-controlled by the yellow-skinned rat using some kind of magic.
But at the moment, he obviously no longer cares about the hidden Bu Bu, but is concentrating on staring at the black dragon that is swooping down at an extremely fast speed.
When the opponent's height dropped to a certain level, he suddenly opened his big mouth full of fangs and spit out a large piece of black-green strong acid solution that was twenty or thirty meters long.
Acid breath!
Black Dragon's signature skill.
It is also the third most powerful among the evil colored dragons, second only to the red dragon and blue dragon, and slightly higher than the green dragon and white dragon, but it is a breath that is equally difficult to guard against.
Because this strong acid is not like the red dragon's flame, the white dragon's frost, and the blue dragon's lightning, which will completely disappear after spraying, but will remain in place as a pool of liquid acid.
What's even more terrible is that even a little splash and falling on human skin will immediately cause a very strong corrosive effect.
If it splashes on the face, it can basically be declared disfigured.
Unless some special magic is used for treatment, you will have to face a hideous face that can scare children to tears.
However, Sancho did not choose to dodge, but relied on the protection of energy damage (strong acid) to carry the acid falling from his head. When the opponent flew to the lowest point, he transformed into a killer form, relying on a transformation system
The magic [Leap Technique] directly rises into the air.
Before the black dragon could react to what was happening, he immediately felt a stab of pain in his abdomen.
Looking down, it turned out that the boy had used the killer's claws, which were comparable to magic weapons, to dig a hole in his relatively fragile abdomen, and the precious dragon's blood was sprayed everywhere as if there was no money.
"Asshole! How dare you harm the great Nizdromaniat!"
The black dragon instantly became furious and waved its front paws in an attempt to get this troublesome little bug off its body, causing it to fall from a height of hundreds of meters and turn into a pulp alive.
It's a pity that Sancho had obviously expected this. He jumped again from his blood-spattered belly to higher wings, and completed the nine-ring magic [Time Stop] at an extremely fast speed.
Instantly!
Everything around became static black and white.
"Now, let me destroy your troublesome flying ability."
Sancho took a deep breath and began to chant a spell to release the most powerful range-damaging spell he had mastered so far.
When the magic was completed, a huge and spectacular magic circle suddenly appeared in the entire sky.
Immediately after, he quickly activated his flying skills and began to retreat quickly.
After flying out for about a few dozen meters, the stillness of black and white stopped abruptly, and the world suddenly returned to its original colorful appearance.
The huge magic circle located above the black dragon's head turned into a huge waterfall made of ice and crashed down.
The sharp ice picks at the end are like sharp awls, reflecting rainbow-like colorful light under the early morning sunlight.
Because everything happened so suddenly, the black dragon who called himself Nizdromagnat had no time to react. One of its wings was severely damaged on the spot. Not only were several bones broken, but a terrifying hole was also torn open in the wing membrane.
, the body fell uncontrollably to the canopy platform below.
Boom!!!!!!
Accompanied by the trembling and roaring sounds of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, he suddenly let out a painful and angry roar.
"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you all! Tear you apart! Bury your bodies in the swamp to slowly rot!"
"Sorry, I'm afraid you can't do this anymore."
Sancho sneered, and slowly raised his right hand to take advantage of the nine-ring [Force Field Whip] that the opponent had just completed when he fell, transforming it into a line with the most lethal power, and aimed it at the black dragon's other wing and gave it a hard slap.
Go.
Boom!!!!!!
An invisible force field line was seen streaking through the air, and Nizdromaniat's other wing was cut into two sections in response.
Not only the wings, but also the branches of the tree of life supported by the canopy platform below were broken on the spot, as terrifying as being chopped by an invisible 40-meter sword.
There is no doubt that this is the scariest part of force field spells.
Whether used as an attack or a defense, they can produce unimaginable power.
Losing both wings at the same time, the black dragon was naturally unable to fly. It could only rely on its limbs to cling to the broken branches to prevent it from falling together with the houses and buildings on the canopy platform.
But just when he climbed to another platform, he suddenly saw a red light flashing in front of his eyes.
Aberdare, in the form of a killer, jumped directly on top of Nizdromagnat's head. One hand tightly grasped the horn, and the other hand raised a hammer-like fist and smashed it down. p>
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even the black dragon couldn't withstand the terrifying force of the impact. He was immediately knocked dizzy and lost his balance. His whole head hit the ground hard and a small crater appeared.
But this is not the end.
While Aberdare was suppressing it, Imoen quickly turned into an afterimage, and his hands quickly transformed into sharp claws exuding biting coldness, directly inserted into the bloody hole that Sancho had just torn open in his chest, and suddenly released
The freezing air is comparable to the breath of white dragons and silver dragons.
The biting cold and ultra-low temperature immediately froze the blood vessels and even the heart hidden deep inside.
It can be clearly observed with the naked eye that Nizdromaniat's movements and reactions were briefly stagnant at this moment.
"For the glory of the warrior!!!!!!"
Minsk, who turned on the madness, rushed over with unstoppable steps, raised the 5 fine gold two-handed sword he obtained in the Underdark Region, aimed at the black dragon's neck, and slashed it with all his strength.
Poof!
No surprises.
The giant sword easily tore through the scales and left a gash that was more than ten centimeters deep on the dragon's back neck.
The gushing blood turned Minsk red.
You must know that this 5-level adamantine weapon was made by the top blacksmiths of the dark elves, and it contains powerful and evil magical power.
This is why demons, mind flayers, beholders, dragons, and other races in the Underdark all have a considerable degree of fear of drow.
Their weapons can really hurt or even kill these powerful monsters.
The only drawback is that such weapons will quickly weaken when exposed to sunlight, until they eventually turn into a pile of tiny metal particles.
However, the weapons in Minsk's hands have just left the Underdark, so there are no problems yet. They are perfect for killing magical creatures with strong defenses like dragons.
So after he completed one blow to break through the defense, he had no intention of stopping. He directly turned on the slashing mode and waved the giant sword in his hand at high speed like a perverted murderer. With the blessing of enhanced magic and divine magic, he was able to kill the enemy in a short time.
Cut off a major artery in Nizdromaniat's neck.
"Get out of here!"
The black dragon finally realized that he was likely to die if he continued like this, and immediately rolled over to crush these enemies that threatened his life.
Unfortunately, he obviously ignored another insidious and cunning magical caster in the team.
Viconia, who had been hiding for a long time, did not hesitate to release the nine-ring magic [Immolation].
Boom!
Nizdromaniat, who was severely injured, felt as if something suddenly exploded inside his body, and then all the wounds on his body began to spurt blood uncontrollably. Then his vision began to become more and more blurred, and finally...
With a loud sound, he fell to the ground and completely lost the ability to resist, allowing Minsk to cut off his head in an extremely cruel manner.
In just a few minutes from appearance to death, a black dragon that was at least the age of an ancient dragon was easily killed.
This undoubtedly reflects how powerful the Sons of Baal have become after experiencing a series of killings and growth.
As Jaheira, who has followed the team all the way from the beginning and witnessed the growth of the three young people with her own eyes, her heart can be said to be quite complicated at this moment.
On the one hand, she was surprised that the three Sons of God had become so powerful without even realizing it. Even creatures like giant dragons, which stood at the top of the food chain in Faerun, could easily defeat them;
On the other hand, she couldn't help but feel worried, always feeling that there must be huge unknown hidden dangers behind this kind of growth that far exceeded common sense.
"Hahahaha! Look! We succeeded! From now on we can call ourselves glorious dragon slayers!"
People in Minsk stood on the head of the huge chopped off dragon and raised their hands in the air and cheered excitedly.
He is simple-minded and always expresses his emotions, anger, sorrows and joys on his face. He will not hide his thoughts at all, let alone think about the future.
So if there is anyone in the team who has the happiest day and enjoys this adventure the most, it must be Minsk.
"It's unbelievable! We killed such a big black dragon without any effort!"
Imoen lowered his head and looked at his hands stained red with dragon blood.
After all, when she saw Nizdromaniat just now, she thought it would be a tough battle like before.
But who could have imagined that everything would end so quickly.
"It's simple, because we have become stronger.
Also, have some confidence in yourself, and don’t forget that you are a son of God who has awakened your potential.
Not to mention the mind flayer mastermind and the Eye of the Elder that we killed in the Underdark, and the bloody battle with thousands of enemies in the dark elf city, which one would be worse than the black dragon in front of us."
Sancho fell from the sky with a hint of disinterest in his tone.
After all, the two damaging spells he just cast were actually infused with divine power, so they could easily penetrate the black dragon's inherent magic resistance.
Otherwise, every time you cast a spell, you have to overcome the opponent's spell resistance and damage reduction first, and it is impossible to achieve such a powerful suppression effect.
Similarly, the frost energy released by Imoen also contains weak divine power, so it can temporarily render Nizdromaniat incapacitated.
Anyway, this battle was unfair from the beginning. It was equivalent to the son of God standing in a higher dimension crushing the black dragon who was still a mortal.
Although both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages in terms of combat effectiveness on paper, it is another matter when it comes to actual fighting.
This situation is particularly obvious in many battles in Faerun.
Imoen nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Compared with a powerful mage like Irenikas, a mere black dragon doesn't seem to be a big deal."
"I have a hunch! In our future adventures, we will definitely encounter more creatures like giant dragons."
Aberdare had turned back into human form at some point, staring at the body as big as a hill in front of him and sighing slightly.
"No, you are wrong.
The enemy we will face next is much more powerful than this, and may even be a real demigod.
If you don't understand this, you will understand when you meet Irenicus later.
Fighting against this type of enemy, many common sense things will be subverted.
When the time comes, the only person the three of us, including me, can trust is ourselves.
Let's go, it's time to interrupt Irenikas from absorbing the energy of the Tree of Life.
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Otherwise, if you absorb too much from him and become a god, it will be too late for you to take back your own destiny."
After that, Sancho took the lead across a vine suspension bridge with bright flowers in full bloom, and walked straight towards the most conspicuous palace in the distance.
After all, there are almost no living people in Sodanisla at this moment, let alone people in need of help and rescue.
Even the magic locks set up by Irenicas to delay time were all dismantled by Zuosuo when he passed by.
This means that the road leading to the entrance of the palace has been opened, and there is no need to waste time elsewhere.
……
At the same time, the magic ritual at the core of the Tree of Life has now entered its most critical moment.
Relying on the huge life energy from inside the tree trunk, Irenicas has successfully ignited the spark of divinity and became a quasi-god, exuding the unique majesty of a god from head to toe.
This is a power that can shock people's hearts more than any dragon power or magic gaze.
Mortals usually cannot survive even a second in front of it and will kneel on the ground and worship.
Of course, except for those very few people who have firm will and devout beliefs.
Normally, the ceremony of conferring gods can be stopped when it reaches this stage.
The next thing to do is to maintain this semi-material, semi-spiritual form, go out to inspire believers and establish churches, and lay a solid foundation for your gradual transition to demigods.
But it is a pity that Irenicas is now like a man possessed and refuses to stop moving forward, but wants to reach the sky in one step.
And while he was absorbing energy, he loudly questioned the elves and gods living in Avandor like a lunatic.
There is no doubt that this guy has gone completely crazy under the influence of long-term inner depression and distortion, even if he has half-stepped into the realm of gods.
"Why should I be deprived of my elf blood and identity?
Why banish me?
Is it just because I have studied some forbidden magical powers?
How narrow-minded and ridiculous this is!
It is because of your restrictions that the Elf Kingdom of Wildas Forest has continued to weaken for thousands of years.
Just wait and see!
Draining the energy from the Tree of Life is just the beginning!
I want to prove to the entire Avandor that all your dogmas are wrong, and my choice is the right one..."
Irenekas raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes shining with green light symbolizing life. It seemed that he had passed through the obstacles of planes and crystal walls and saw the final destination of all elven souls - Arvando.
There are elves and gods who live there.
It is not difficult to tell from the tone of voice and the expression on his face that he is so angry now that he completely ignores everything around him.
The tree of life also withered and withered under the long-term extraction, and a large number of leaves continued to fall from the top of the head like snow flakes, forming an extremely spectacular and beautiful scene.
But it is a pity that the Elf Queen can no longer fully appreciate this scene.
Because her body has fallen into deep paralysis and coma with the withering of the tree of life, only her soul and consciousness remain awake after being separated from the body, and her eyes can only see black and white.
Watching Erinikas's unscrupulous provocation to the elven gods, Alistar, who maintained her silver translucent soul state, couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Alas - Jonares was completely swallowed by the dark side in his heart. His fate has been doomed and no one can reverse it.
I really can't believe that I was once such a smart, wise, gentle and considerate person.
In the end, it turned out to be what it is now.
He is challenging a group of powerful beings that he cannot defeat at all."
"I once heard a saying.
All it takes is one bad day to turn even the most rational person into a lunatic.
Irenicus may be the most realistic portrayal of this situation.
After all, no matter how strong a person is inside, their mental ability to withstand blows is limited.
Especially the attack on the vulnerable side.
As his former lover, I think you should know best how much Irenekas subconsciously identifies with and values his elf ancestry and is proud of it.
It was this pride and pride in his race that led him to slowly fall into madness after the most important thing was taken away.
Maybe it was a mistake when you chose the punishment of deprivation and exile.
What you should really do is kill him.
Because even in the face of death, Irenekas may not have such huge and twisted hatred."
Zuo Si bluntly pointed out that the tragedy in front of him originated from the Elf Queen herself.
Perhaps Elixing's original intention was good, she wanted to save her lover's life by depriving her of her race and exile, and then hoped that the other party could obtain the forgiveness of the elves and gods through "atonement", and finally return to Sonnisla and continue her journey.
Fate.
But the problem is that she ignored whether the arrogant Irenekas was willing to accept such a humiliating life.
Especially after the essence of the elf was deprived of itself, Irenekas became completely obsessed. He wanted revenge like a madman and wanted to regain what he had lost, no matter how high the price was, it didn't matter.<
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"You mean... I made the wrong decision?!"
Aili Xing's soul widened her eyes, her face full of shock and disbelief.
Because before this, neither she nor the other elves in Sonnisla had thought about this.
In other words, even if someone thought of it, they would not dare to say it in front of her, the queen.
Zuo Si nodded very simply: "That's right. It was your wrong decision that caused all of this.
It was you who personally transformed Irenekas into what he is now.
His madness, his distortion, and his persistence all come from you.
Likewise, you also have an unshirkable responsibility for the destruction of Sodanisla and the tragic deaths of the elves at the hands of Irenikas."
As these words blurted out, Ali Xing's beautiful face became painful, desperate and self-blaming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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She covered her face tightly with both hands and stared at the crazy figure of Irenicas in the distance through her fingers. Her whole soul began to become darker and darker, and finally completely disappeared into the air.
Obviously, under strong mental stimulation, the spirit of the Elf Queen returned to her body and completely isolated herself from the outside world.
If nothing else, her personality is now hiding in the deepest corner of her heart and crying.
And this is precisely the result that leftist thought wants to achieve.
Because Aili Xing is a symbol, a symbol.
As long as she is alive, those forest elves will always remember that they once had a kingdom of their own.
Only when she dies or loses her reputation can the West Coast Empire completely swallow up those refugees and turn them into real human resources of its own.
Admiring the elf queen lying on the wooden pier, giving a feeling of exhaustion, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of depth and evil that was not easy to detect, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Dear Ari
Nikas, in order to prevent you from being too lonely on the road alone, I will send your most beloved woman away with you. Although the destination of your souls after death may not be in the same place, you should still be able to meet again."<
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"Hehehe... What is this? Sympathy?"
Along with a burst of joking laughter, an elf woman with dark skin appeared out of thin air. She was the incarnation of the spider goddess Rose.
Her appearance immediately surprised Zuo Si. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "How dare you come to Sodanisla! Aren't you afraid of being beaten by the elves and gods of Avandor?"
"Hmph!
Those guys in Faerûn only care about the base camp of Evermeet Island, and will not go to war for a mere declining elven kingdom.
What's more, why do you think Irenekas was able to suddenly acquire so much forbidden knowledge and create a divine creation that could extract the Tree of Life?
And why is it so easy to gain the support of the dark elves in Uster Nasa City?"
Rose pursed her lips into a very sinister and vicious smile.
"It turns out that you are also one of the driving forces behind the scenes!"
Zuo Si instantly understood what the other party wanted to express.
After all, this spider goddess will not hesitate to do anything that can cause trouble for her "ex-husband" the elf god Corellon.
Rose nodded meaningfully: "Yes, that's me.
In fact, I have contributed a lot to making Irenekas what it is now.
Including the ancient magic book he obtained by chance, as well as a series of so-called coincidences that followed.
You may not believe it.
I have known Irenicas much longer than you have had contact with him.
It's just that Irenicus doesn't know this.
Now that this fruit is finally ripe, of course I want to come and see the excitement.
Although he cannot really pose any threat to Arvando, it is good to disgust those hypocritical guys."
Hearing these words, Zuo Si couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly, and complained in a low voice: "So the root cause of Irenekas' madness can be traced back to you? Are you the real mastermind behind all this?
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"You're surprised, right?"
Rose smiled proudly.
She obviously enjoys hiding in the dark and weaving lies, traps and betrayals, and then watching those geniuses who were originally valued by the elven gods decline step by step, and eventually become their unrelenting enemies.
"It's indeed a bit unexpected.
I originally thought this was a game between the late god of murder Baal and the elven gods.
I didn’t expect you to be involved in it.
But unfortunately, this farce ends here.
Because the real protagonist is about to appear."
As he said that, Zuo Si turned his attention to the stairs leading to the upper palace not far away.
After about ten seconds, a burst of rapid footsteps came closer and closer.
After a while, Aberdare, Sancho and others rushed out.
Everyone was deeply shocked when they saw the leaves falling like snowflakes inside the Tree of Life.
Upon seeing this, Rose immediately released a divine invisibility spell to cover the surrounding area, then frowned and asked: "How could they be so fast? Damn it! You must have given them a lot of extra help, right?" "As a mentor, isn't it natural for me to give my apprentice a little help? Do you really think that the elves and gods would personally take action for someone like Irenikas?" Zuo Si sneered.
He retorted.
"Asshole! You messed up my plan again!"
Rose instantly turned her face, staring at the guy next to her who had been her enemy several times with eyes full of viciousness and ferocity.
Zuo Si spread his hands with an innocent face: "Please, I just found out a few seconds ago that you were the mastermind behind the scenes. Even if you want to find a scapegoat, you can't blame me. After all, you didn't notify me in advance."
While the two were talking, Sancho finally took the lead in discovering Irenicas, who was not far away and was covered in a divine shield.
But the latter also discovered them.
But at this moment, Irenicas, who was already a quasi-god, ignored these defeated generals. He just glanced at a few people with contempt, and then continued to concentrate on casting spells, accelerating the extraction of the few remaining elements from the Tree of Life.
Energy.
As long as the Tree of Life is drained, he will definitely be able to surpass the demigod and become a weak divine power.
When the time comes, we won’t be able to deal with these Sons of Baal as we please.
"Erenikas!!!"
When Aberdare met his enemy again, his eyes suddenly glowed red, and without saying a word, he rushed forward to attack.
Unfortunately, when he got closer, he realized that even if he transformed into a killer, he could not tear open the divine shield with automatic repair function.
"Idiot! Don't waste your efforts! I am already a god now, and I am not comparable to you mortals." Irenekas mocked disdainfully.
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"Sancho, what can we do?"
Imoen tried to cast two spells and found that they were useless. She was obviously a little panicked.
"It's a bit strange. Because as far as I know, even the divine shield released by demigods cannot completely resist the attack of the killer. There must be some secrets hidden in it."
Sancho touched his chin and fell into thought.
Just as he was looking around with the corner of his eye, he suddenly discovered that a huge, beetle-like creature was hidden behind a thick branch.
Moreover, the insect's abdomen is raised high, emitting a green light that symbolizes life.
Instantly!
The boy raised his head and looked at the spherical divine shield up and down, and immediately realized that the reason why Irenekas could maintain this thing must be that he drew power from the tree of life under his feet.
No hesitation.
He directly said to the other team members: "Follow me!"
The group of people quickly passed through the intricate branches and arrived at the insect.
Out of caution, Sancho first approached and repeatedly detected the status of the bug, and was shocked on the spot by the astonishing energy contained in it.
"Oh my god! So this is Irenicas' plan to become a god! It's really crazy!"
"What should we do now? Do we want to kill this big bug?"
Aberdare asked in an uncertain tone.
"Of course!" Sancho replied without thinking. "But how to hit it is a question. You have to understand that the energy inside is too strong. Once broken, it may cause a violent impact or even an explosion."
"No problem! Leave it to me! Anyway, I won't be able to die after I transform into a killer."
Aberdare took on this dangerous job with great care.
After everyone retreated to a safe distance, he rushed forward and smashed the insect's abdomen, which had accumulated huge energy.
Bang!
Boom!!!!!!!!!
The moment the killer's huge fist came into contact with the insect's abdominal shell, a liquid energy visible to the naked eye spurted out on the spot, directly engulfing the Son of Baal.
And this broken hole also made it impossible for the energy inside the insect to maintain a balance and operation, and then exploded directly on the spot.
The astonishing power and shock wave almost blew everyone down.
In killer form, Aberdare was like a tattered rag doll, flying sideways for more than a hundred meters, breaking all the branches along the way.
Fortunately, the life energy pouring into his body is continuously repairing the injury.
So when the speed slowed down, he immediately adjusted his center of gravity in mid-air, and finally returned safely by jumping on the tree trunk.
After finding a way to break the divine shield, the team members immediately spread out to look for the insects in the huge trunk and branches of the Tree of Life.
Every time he finds one, Aberdare will solve it himself.
He did not realize at all that the energy permeating the surrounding environment did not return to the Tree of Life, but was absorbed by himself without a drop.
On a huge floating island far away in the star realm, Baal's remnant soul is standing on his own remains, closing his eyes and continuously receiving the energy from the Tree of Life.
The originally pale and blurry figure began to become more and more clear.
When the last trace was consumed, he opened his eyes and sighed: "It is indeed the tree of life of the forest elf, it actually restored a little strength to me.
But this is not enough!
Only by taking away those in Irenikas can I gain the power to carry out the next plan.
Especially that guy named Sos, he will definitely do everything possible to hinder my return.
Aberdare must not fall into his hands."
Having said that, the remnant soul of the God of Slaughter began to try to completely release the Blood Throne, intending to make the final battle of the Sons of Baal even more bloody, violent, and cruel...