Adelie suddenly remembered something and asked Raven.●⌒,.
"Yes, Velsharon has fallen?"
After all, the sensing power of the gods is limited. Most gods can only feel the death of a certain true god. Only some with super perceptive abilities can know who probably did it.
Revan has a feud with Velshalon, and all the gods know it.
If Velsharon falls, it will most likely be Revan's fault.
"That's right." Raven took out Velsalun's pitiful soul crystal, and suddenly the whole place fell silent.
Once extremely arrogant, rebellious several times and still living with great nourishment, the Lich God Veshalun, who claimed to have a hundred lives, has now become the most humble soul prisoner.
Well, the devils in Baator Hell or Velsharon's former tormentors will be very interested in spending a lot of money to get him. Not only for revenge, but also for the two ways to immortality that Velsharon has.
Forbidden magic.
"Vesharon is the true god of the past..."
Adelie's implication is: Is this appropriate?
Unexpectedly, Suni suddenly stood up. It was no longer the sexy swaying step, but a determined step filled with hatred. She walked up to Raven and spread out her perfect soft palms.
Give me!
Shuni didn't say anything, obviously that was what she meant.
Adelie seemed to want to say something, but the red knight grabbed her shoulders and shook her head.
There is no gentleman's treaty between gods, and more often than not, captured hostile gods will not be given any preferential treatment. For example, Azuth, the mage god under the magic network goddess Mystila, once defeated
He passed through Savras, the god of prophecy, and then sealed his body in a staff...
Raven was a little surprised, but smiled and handed the begging Vesharon to Suni without asking anything.
Without saying a word, Shuni directly wrapped the entire soul crystal with a ball of flame.
You can immediately see Velsharon's painfully struggling soul gradually dissipating in the flames...
Unexpectedly, Velsalun, who had played countless betrayals, stole money and escaped each time but successfully found a new backer, and was hated by countless strong men, would end up completely dead most of the time.
On the hands of Suni, the goddess of love and goodness who is harmless to humans and animals.
This has to be said to be a kind of irony.
Looking at Vesalun's soul, which was crying and begging for mercy and heading towards annihilation step by step, but no sound could be heard, the Red Knight asked with interest: "Sister, do you have a grudge against Vesalon?"
As if reminiscing, but also lamenting, Shuni calmed down her emotions: "He once turned several beautiful girls in my church into the most disgusting monsters."
What Suni hates most is ugly things. It is conceivable that if Mystila, who is also a powerful god, had not been protecting Vesalun, Suni would have set off a frenzy of revenge.
Without saying anything else, Suni gave Raven a gentle hug.
It's not teasing, it's not harassment. On the contrary, Suni at this moment gave Raven a more comfortable feeling.
Compared to Sune's long-standing support for Raven, one Velsharon is really nothing.
"How did Velsharon fall?" Deep Sea Saisheela was more curious about this.
"Haha, this fool followed me..." I wanted to say it, but an incomparable and irresistible force suddenly came and firmly sealed Raven's mouth. All the news about the origin,
He was completely held down and couldn't say even a single word.
The gods were stunned, but it was Tempus, the most experienced, who discovered the key to the problem. His rough face was full of solemnity: "The origin is suppressing Raven from revealing any information."
"Okay, Raven, you don't have to say it. We can probably guess it. Velshalen was tricked into the origin by you and was severely injured." The red knight was smart and guessed it at once.
Raven actually wanted to express his approval by blinking or something, but the damn original power even blocked him, making Raven stand still for several seconds as if he had been hit by a petrification spell.
Damn it! The origin thing is indeed a bit of a fortress. Even this can be controlled. No wonder no information about the origin will flow out among the gods.
Either fight on your own, or don't even want to know the slightest bit of news.
Either go for it, or keep guessing and guessing nothing.
"Okay. Next question, where is Velshalon's priesthood?" This time it was the Red Knight who asked.
"Give it to Feili." Raven replied casually.
"Feili? The undead zombie Feili, one of the seven immortal kings?" This time, it was the dolphin prince's turn to think of something.
When Raven wanted to say something, the voice of the Four Holy Sects suddenly came out, "Son of the World, Raven. Please try to keep the power of the Four Holy Sects secret. The wheel of history is irreversible. Too much interference will bring about fate."
The destruction of reincarnation, be careful, be careful.”
Raven was embarrassed, okay. If you don’t want to say it, you won’t say it.
When the gods saw Raven's grinning look, almost all of them except Laila understood Raven's difficulties.
On the other hand, what would make Raven willing to directly give the title of True God to a true god is probably the friendship between Raven and Feili.
Everyone has a vague feeling that maybe there will be an ally in the future that is a bit difficult to accept.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. The person knocking on the door was a Phoenix Dancer.
"Your Excellency Yunfield, dear gods, there is a high-level rogue who claims to be the envoy of Mask, the God of Thieves, waiting outside, hoping to be received by Your Excellency Yunfield."
The gods were puzzled. Wasn't that guy Mask holding the dog-killing sword all day long because he was being chased by the Chaos Demon Dog? He didn't even dare to release his incarnation?
What is he looking for Raven for?
Now it was Raven's turn to laugh nonstop: "Ah, I forgot to tell you that because I have mastered the origin of shadow, I have banned all Mask's followers from using the power of shadow."
"My dear, I love you so much!" Laila couldn't help it any longer, hugged Raven on the spot and kissed her hard. If there weren't so many great gods around, Laila might not have said anything to Ray on the spot.
Let’s take a pick.
Back then, Laila was so miserable when she was besieged by Cyric and Mask! She hid in the kingdom of God all day long, not daring to take the risk. Even if she appeared once, she would risk being killed. She was scared day and night.
The death cries of devout believers kept coming.
If it weren't for Raven, Lyra would have completely perished.
Now, when she heard that Raven suddenly grabbed Mask's neck, and even this arrogant, deep-tempered evil god who often tried to commit suicide came to beg for mercy, how could Laila not be happy, how could she not be ecstatic.
"Wait! I also want to attend this meeting." Shuni slapped the table with determination.
"Me too." The red knight looked gearing up.
"Then so do I..." Adelie raised her hand in fear.
Raven fainted. Why did Adeley's little Nene also suffer?
For a moment, all the goddesses shared the same hatred and talked about confusing topics such as 'steamed, braised, and boiled', without any mention of Raven talking to the other two male gods.
Raven was embarrassed: Mask, you bastard, you really did a lot of good things back then. I’m afraid I won’t be able to let you go this time.
Tempus scratched his head, Prince Dolphin was extremely embarrassed, but Raven looked indifferent.
Of course it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not Raven who is unlucky.
A tragedy is about to happen... No, hurry up and get some drinks and snacks, grab a first-class seat and get ready.
As the saying goes, the messenger is half cannon fodder.
In the world of Ultron, there is no custom of two countries fighting each other without killing each other. It is absolutely common for them to be put through various humiliating plays, sliced into pieces, or have a few parts missing from their body and then put back again.
When the rogue who had barely reached the level of legend entered the City Lord's Hall of Phantom Knight City with slightly trembling legs, he almost peed.
Obviously it was only Lei Wen who applied for an audience, but Lei Wen, who theoretically should be the real owner, was sitting in the guest seat next to him, eating roast mutton, drinking ice-cold wine, and teasing a pure and beautiful phoenix dance warrior girl.
But sitting on the main seat was the incarnation of Sune, the goddess of love and kindness. Two seats next to her were the Red Knight and Laila? There seemed to be some powerful existence hiding behind the screen?
Raven burped and spoke: "That so-and-so, tell Mask immediately that if you want to talk to me, you have to go through Suni and the others first. If you don't feel comfortable serving these goddesses, don't come to me.
.That’s all I have to say. If you are not satisfied, you can leave.”
Turning to face Suni, Raven raised the glass: "I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want." After that, he drank the wine in one gulp, then put his arm around Karin's waist and decisively entered the movie-watching mode.
The messenger still wanted to make a last-ditch effort, but a mirror-like phantom wall suddenly rose between the messenger and Raven.
Raven can see and hear the messenger, but the messenger cannot see Raven.
"Let Mask come. If you want to talk, have a good talk with us first." The red knight said with a smile.
The messenger was covered in sweat, and his boss was famous for his tricks. He used the shadow plane and almost all planes to steal a lot of things. When he was in a very good mood, Mask would also ask for help.
Believers display their spoils.
At first, the believers showed smiles that all men would understand.
Unexpectedly, Max would actually have to pay for this one day.
"Dear Ms. Strategy, I..."
Before the messenger could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shuni: "Let Mask send his own incarnation, either notify him or you die."
"But the incarnation of my lord will be..." The messenger originally wanted to use Kezifu to prevaricate, because Kezifu didn't care about so much, and without the dog-killing sword, even Mask's incarnation could be eaten. And Mask
After repeated warnings, he was absolutely unwilling to come directly.
Who knew that Laila chuckled: "It's okay, let him come, I will use the magical power of the mist to protect his messenger incarnation. Under my magical power, Kozev cannot smell his small incarnation."
All reasons have been blocked. The messenger has nothing to do.
Okay, the boss will die, but the younger brother will not die.
My Lord Mask, you have done it yourself. You have to wipe your own ass when you cry and shout. (To be continued.)