Chapter seven hundred and eighty first high-level artifacts in the blood pool
Hill resisted the urge to look back at the moonlight pool, and just nodded with gratitude.
So, this must be some evil artifact?
How could it fall into the hands of a group of undead with low IQs... The artifacts are all intelligent! And they are all arrogant.
Hill was a little confused. He really couldn't think of anyone whose artifact could be so bent.
The 'Xueyunfeng' on the giant screen walked to the wall and took a look with doubts on his face: "Yunyan, try using the offensive magic."
Yun Yan fired a scorching ray at the blood pool without hesitation. The blood pool shook violently and let out a lung-breaking scream. The undead nearby couldn't help but cover their ears.
"#! Why does Toril always come up with these weird things? This fucking thing is alive!" 'Xueyunfeng' turned around and shouted: "The light mage joins the queue, except for the sun priest who uses attack magic. , and for the rest, just keep raining.”
About 100,000 light mages quickly joined the battlefield, and scorching rays were thrown out from the priests in all directions... However, there was no more sound from the blood pool.
It seems that Yunyan himself was just lucky... the artifact hiding in the blood pool was directly attacked by his scorching ray unprepared.
The undead's efforts finally paid off two hours later. A strange silver crown suddenly burst out of the blood pool and flew directly into the distance...
Although some quick-reacting mages and priests cast attack spells, the silver headband with four bone sharp horns extending around it and a black diamond inlaid quickly broke through the air.
Hill opened his mouth in surprise, and was stunned for a moment before murmuring: "Melkor's Crown of Horns! Why is it here?"
This high-level artifact preserves part of the divinity and intelligence of Melkor, the former Lord of Death, the King of Bones. It is an evil object with self-awareness, and its only purpose in the world is to spread evil and pain.
Then Hill realized...why not here?
It is true that the Crown of Horns will be far away from Mystra's sphere of influence, but even if everyone knows that it is staying below Waterdeep, the Midnight Chosen will not easily venture into the Underdark... Shar will not let them go.
There is no need to doubt that this blood pool is so strong... The death aura that can kill nearby people and the undead black flame that burns souls are the inherent functions of this artifact... If it is brought to someone's head It will be much scarier than it is now.
If it weren't for the souls of the undead, it wouldn't be affected by looking directly at the blood pit. Otherwise, they might have been confused and jumped directly to fight for the crown... No wonder he kept hiding in the blood pool and refused to leave. Waiting for the undead to kill each other for that temptation!
However, there was no chance at all, and all the light spells made the Death Artifact feel uncomfortable. The Crown of Horns had no choice but to leave and look for victims elsewhere.
Not leaving behind that strange-looking artifact, the undead are not at all frustrated: for them, anything they can't get is just plot-killing. Especially things that are plot-related at first glance.
It's a miracle when you touch it.
With the departure of the Crown of Horns, the blood pit quickly bottomed out... The sacred rain finally had the effect it was supposed to have.
A dwarf skeleton with a gray-black skeleton appeared at the bottom of the pit... The blood pool hiding the Crown of Horns is more corrosive than the strong sulfuric acid!
Hill couldn't help but stood up. He suspected that this guy was the idiot who came to the Underdark with the Crown of Horns... So it was understandable that the Angel of Decay would be so strong and that such a complete defense system would be established under the Bone Mountain.
That is the remaining power of the God of Bones. You must know that the Crown of Horns can actually be possessed.
The one who wears the crown will gradually transform into an undead creature under the two-year curse... Even if it is too late to regret, only Melkor can take off this crown... However, Melkor has long since died, so he can only
This little remnant of the Crown of Horns remains.
But if the Crown of Horns can completely control this dwarf, it probably won't sink itself into a pool of blood... It can resist a high-level artifact with divinity, which ordinary legends can't do... And the flashes from that bone
Judging from the black light, this should be the demigod chosen by a certain god.
That's why Hill is so concerned. He really wants to know which demigod did such a stupid thing... The Crown of Horns is not a secret artifact with no reputation. Toril's high-level professionals saw it
It's instantly recognizable.
There is no problem with demigods being confused, they will only wear it voluntarily... Hill really doesn't know which god would choose a madman as his chosen one.
"That's the King of Evil Dwarfs..." The misty voice came again, "You don't know much about the abyss, do you? The alliance between Erdlian and Madam Fungi is real~"
Erdlian is a neutral asexual creature, a group of vicious evil and unconscious forces of destruction born from the heart of a dwarf. It is also the epitome of the evil impulses that dominate some dwarfs... Hill has never quite understood it.
Why does this kind of god appear... All the evil and fear of a race has turned into their biggest enemy.
The evil gnomes are the twisted descendants of the dwarfs who succumbed to Erdrian's pollution. They are monsters rejected by all living creatures in the underdark, just because of the relationship between Zugmoy and Erdrian, the 'mycoid demon lady'
A strange alliance exists to survive on the fungi and lichens of the Underdark.
This made Hill understand why a group of decaying angels knew how to use those mushroom creatures, especially the powerful and special Gray Bearded Fungus.
Hill frowned, watching the undead on the screen trying to set fire to the corpse... Under the purple-red flames, the dwarf's skeleton did not react at all.
"Although Erdrian likes to use mole people as avatars, he occasionally chooses a dwarf... This dwarf naturally becomes the king." Selune said lazily, "The only ability of its avatar is to be strong.
Its skeleton and claws cannot be burned by mortal fire."
Hill finally couldn't help but glance at the Moonlight Fountain... Although Selune concealed her existence in accordance with AO's will, she only planned not to show her face!
Talking so frequently, the fluctuations in divine power cannot be hidden. As long as it is a powerful divine power, it can be seen at a glance... Hill's mystery locks and various isolation circles can still prevent the peeping of medium divine powers.
But Hill, who is a moderately powerful person, is not afraid either... So what if they see Hill scolding them?
He found that the moonlight was shining brighter and faster, almost revealing the outline of the girl... Hill slowly turned his head.
So as long as no one gets caught doing it, it doesn't matter even if everyone can guess that Selune is here?
The fluctuation of divine power was so obvious that even the goblins noticed it! They didn't dare to speak for a long time... They were just not sure which god was staying here.
Selune has been using the power related to the priesthood that she lost, which is a bit unfamiliar to the goblins.
Hill felt that she still misunderstood the meaning of the moon girl yesterday... As long as she didn't say anything and chose to remind her family of her existence through hints, she would never have any objections.
The undead who found themselves unable to deal with the dwarf skeleton at the bottom of the pit gathered together to discuss for a while, and soon a mage came out, floated the thing out from the bottom of the pit, and threw it into a small space bag.
'Xueyunfeng' grabbed a few mages and solemnly took out a large wooden cup and two six-sided dice: "Okay, the person with the lowest score will take the bag and find a corner to bury it!"
Then he took the lead and threw the dice... in exchange for a burst of laughter: "Two o'clock!"
"Ahahahaha!"
"The old dog actually wants to bet on luck with others! It's really the biggest joke I've ever heard in my life!"
‘Xueyunfeng’’s face slowly turned livid: “What’s going on? My dice…” He swallowed the next words with difficulty.
"Ah... old dog!" Yun Yan said at the side, dumbfounded, "Didn't you read William's settings? You can only use the fake dice to roll as many points as you want.
Once you compare yourself with others, all cheating methods cannot be used!
It is impossible to give a liar a chance in planning...Why did you suddenly become stupid?"
"You're too anxious to lose too much!" A mage who participated in the gambling game responded happily, grabbed the dice tightly held in Xue Laogou's hand and threw it into the wooden cup, "Tsk, bad luck, only 8 points."
Several other mages also took action one after another, and ‘Xue Yunfeng’ looked at it with a tense face... hoping for another two points.
Unfortunately, people with the worst luck also have four points.
He could only take the bag with a sad look on his face and fly straight into the sky.
Not to mention the tragic ending of Commander Snow... the undead soon filled in and renovated the mountain and built their second base.
Perhaps considering the danger of the Underdark, the undead began to imprint magic circles from the foot of the mountain.
The resurrection point on the top of the mountain was also placed in an alchemy castle... Outside the castle, the undead also built a tall city wall around the top of the mountain.
The most important thing is that on the spire of the castle, an oil painting is firmly placed in the secret room where the spire is located.
A word came from behind Hill: "The Sun God and Silver Moon Goddess in your world are really good-tempered.
Much kinder than me..."
Selune's unfinished tone was full of envy... She seemed to feel that she was so kind to everyone, but why was she always being deceived and used... The God of the Sun and Moon in Hill World even had an oil painting with his own image on it.
I am willing to give, but nothing happens.
So this Moon Girl is a bit unbalanced.
Hill couldn't help but scratch his head... Because of the relationship between the God of Time and Space, the gods of Trasil don't have the airs of gods at all... Even the bastard God of Nobles no longer cares about how others discuss him.
But this is completely different from Selune's behavior. Having no airs does not mean having no brains.