Chapter seven hundred and seventy-ninth, the guest who made Hill head big
Although the commander of the undead and the boss of the monster were both killed in battle, the undead who were on the right track no longer need to listen to the barking of dogs... These words were the concluding remarks of the "old Sanda King".
So the battle ended with a complete victory for the undead.
Those rotten angels couldn't cause them any more trouble... If the 30-level leader hadn't been completely torn apart by hundreds of space dragons, it might still have some ideas. After all, this creature was actually expelled.
A half-demon who emerges from the abyss and is above level 30 will definitely have some unique abyss spells.
But judging from its obscene behavior hidden among the monsters, it was probably the kind of trick that used hidden arrows to hurt people... Unfortunately, it was caught by Snow Old Dog before it could even be used.
The blinding effect of the flash bomb only lasted for fifteen minutes, but it had a result that satisfied all the undead girls: when Old Snow Dog spoke again, he finally understood that some things should not be said casually.
"The defensive knights walk slowly in the front row, holding up their shields! The paladin follows and sets up camp detection... It's best to follow a row of priests behind to make up for it, so there won't be any loopholes!
Let other professions follow suit!
Now is the time to gain experience, everyone should cherish it.
Stop when you reach White Bone Mountain... Don't rush straight up, who knows what else is inside!" After shouting, 'Xueyunfeng' got into his alchemy carriage and seemed to be planning to follow the team at the end.
He has a style that I can't say is an advantage, but at times like this, he won't let himself compete with others for experience... After all, as a battle commander, he already has a lot of experience... But he never asks those who are in the battle.
People who have already gained a lot don’t compete with others for experience.
He is unexpectedly sober in this regard: he can be a 'good person' himself, but he is not qualified to ask others to follow him in becoming a saint... Not everyone is so tired from playing games, everyone wants everything...
As the undead advanced, they did uncover a lot of corpse-killing monsters that didn't get up... But they quickly realized why the tens of thousands of monsters in front of them didn't attack together: these corpse monsters were obviously deliberately
It was formed by killing the humanoid creatures here, so if these levels were not enough, the leader of the decaying angel did not intend to summon them together.
As expected, the half-demon's IQ becomes higher as it reaches higher levels, and it even knows how to leave a reserve army.
Hill looked at the monsters on the giant screen that still had traces of the past, and felt a little heavy in his heart: Humans would not take the initiative to run into the underground abyss, some slave traders must have sold these guys down.
Although he wanted to blame these evils on the drow or the beholder, Hill knew very well that those two people would not waste so much in catching slaves.
And they don't like working with the undead... Considering that this is the underground world in Luskan, it's pretty obvious who did this.
The most important thing is that Hill still remembers that when the dragons were crazy, the only ones who fought against the joint attack dragons in Luskan were a few undead with wings... Although their masters put on leather armor for them.
, but the appearance is not much different from the one here.
"How many people have they killed... so cruel!" Vera, who was sitting on a branch, couldn't help but shuddered, "These people are so pitiful."
Hill was speechless. There are only two ways for this kind of corpse-killing monster to be formed: one is a very evil person in life, and after death, he is unwilling to combine with the darkness, and finally turns into this kind of monster that only kills people with his claws; the other is
It is the result of feeling tremendous pain before death, and even the soul is so painful that it is distorted...and this requires a certain special environment.
The undead don't necessarily know that this is a corpse raising ground, but they have developed the habit of setting fire to it while turning over the soil... The raging flames completely destroyed this dark area where the necromancer could only meet and find.
At the same time, they also rescued the souls trapped in the bodies of the corpse monsters. Although the undead themselves did not know what they had done, the endless flames accompanied by the sacred exorcism spells freely swayed, causing many large and small creatures to appear on the giant screen.
Small light spots.
"It's a pity... there is no moonlight underground." A gentle and melodious voice sounded beside Hill.
The moonlight silk threads rotated in circles, and finally formed a graceful body: a ghostly and light form, with black hair and eyes, wearing a transparent white robe with floating moon dust, and the body exuded a faint blue-white moonlight.
Hill stood up: "Beautiful Moon Girl, congratulations on gathering the moonlight and becoming strong again."
Su Lun has not used this legendary moonlight incarnation for a long time... She has lost the moonlight priesthood for tens of thousands of years.
Apart from her crazy form during battle, she usually appears as a human woman with slender legs and delicate facial features, long snow-white hair, a perfect face and stunning emerald green eyes.
That was the form she took when she was protected by the red-haired goddess of love and beauty, Suni, and Su Lun has been using it ever since...but the black hair and eyes are the real her.
Otherwise, the Holy Emblem of the Moon Girl would not be a pair of dark and beautiful human female eyes surrounded by a ring of seven silver stars.
Su Lun laughed crisply: "Since I woke up, I have always wanted to enter Toril! Unfortunately, there is no chance at all... Fortunately, the space here is stable but fluctuating, and I still have my divine power!
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She suddenly raised her head and glanced at the sky, and said impatiently: "I'll just stay here on Hill and not go out, right? Why is the old man always so verbose!"
I only want to have fun and won't interfere! I won't even contact the head office with that broken artifact of the Trasil Elf, right?
But I want to stay here! I just won’t leave!
The moonlight is mine again! No one can stop me from following the moonlight wherever I go!"
Hill looked at Su Lun with a blank expression, but kept cheering for AO in his heart, hoping that he could take Su Lun back quickly.
Although he tried his best to keep his expression unchanged, he felt like hundreds of alpacas were running around in his heart, and he felt like his head was about to explode: Now that he has a tacit understanding with William, Shar will definitely be watching here...
I don’t know if she will go crazy in the Shadow Realm when she sees Su Lun regaining the Moonlight Priesthood.
The reason why Suellen was able to use the moonlight to enter Toril was naturally because no one would stop one of his creators from the original power that is raging across the world... What about Shar?
Hill really couldn't imagine what would happen: what if Shar rushed down from the shadow world when he was so angry that he went crazy!
When the two sisters fight, the people around them are always unlucky. The heavy casualties are not enough to describe the fate of those who get involved... It is normal to die without a burial place!
Besides, Toril doesn't need them to create any new gods now!
"Stop talking!" Suellen said with a nonchalant expression, "Shar won't come to trouble me!
I'm better than her now! She won't be stupid enough to come and beat her up...unless you want to send her here!
Moreover, the Shadow Realm is almost completely owned by Shar. Shar will not leave the Shadow Realm to Mask! That little guy will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble... Haha, what a cute son Shar has!
Right, dear Shar~
Are you feeling depressed when you see me playing happily?"
Hill was really grateful that Suellen hadn't said thank you to Shar yet... Whether it was because Suellen hadn't thought that she could do this, or she had a subtle affection for her sisters... Thank God, she didn't say it after all.
Hill could actually feel the terrible pressure condensed in the surrounding darkness, but Shar still held back and did not really break out of the shadow world.
It seems that Su Lun quite understands the endurance limit of his sisters. Shar, who has lost the Shadow Magic Network, will never give up her Shadow Realm just for this little verbal dispute... The original dark power has almost completely destroyed all the Shadow Realm.
All the foreign residents have been kicked out, and the only one who can still occupy a position there is probably the god of thieves, Mask, the son of Shar.
Su Lun, who seemed to have reached an agreement with AO, turned slightly to look at Hill: "You are really smart, you didn't call me Su Lun...it seems you know what happened in my past.
There will be no more Selun in the future, I will be Selune again."
She smiled and looked at the exceptionally bright silver moon in the sky: "I finally got my name back."
Hill suddenly thought of the decadent elves and humans who worshiped the so-called Mist Goddess on Toril's moon Selûne. He didn't know if they knew that their goddess now only had the priesthood of lies...
I feel that if this mist goddess dares to hold on to this priesthood, she is probably not far from death.
Cyric is not as kind as Selun in the past.
Mists and illusions must have returned to Selûne now. The foggy feeling on Suellen's body was too obvious, and the flashes on her transparent gauze robe should be all kinds of illusions.
Selune's divine power is much greater than that of Trasil Silver Moon Goddess who blessed Hill, so Hill actually saw those flowing illusions... He didn't know whether he should be grateful that he could still see the effects of illusions.
day.
Selune looked around the garden, and finally spotted a fountain... There used to be a statue of a mermaid holding a bottle and pouring water, but now it turned into a quiet, cool moonlight.
She looked back at Hill: "AO won't let me look like this... He has now blocked other people's sight. Except for Shar, no one else knows that I am here.
Don't tell Corellon or the god of your world!
I want to see what's good about him...well...just take a look.
The old man is so verbose! It gives me a headache, really! It’s been a long time since I walked around Toril like this!
Ah…it’s too troublesome to look at your screen up there.”
She slowly walked into the moonlight, and the cold moonlight turned into a hazy form, like a flowing milky white smoke screen.