Chapter 1163 Feathered Serpent God and the Son of the Plane
"I found it..."
Isa suddenly screamed in surprise.
But before she could raise her arm and point out the direction of the troll kingdom, a huge and violent thunderbolt fell straight down from the sky and struck her delicate body fiercely.
"Thunder of Divine Punishment!"
Mary screamed, held up with one hand, and endless blood surged out of her body and turned into a blood-colored barrier to block Isa's head. The golden thunder and the blood-colored barrier interacted together, splattering countless broken free lightnings. It turned the surrounding void into chaos.
"Hurry up and get away..." Mary struggled to hold on and shouted at Issa.
Only then did the latter wake up, and retreated quickly with Soros, out of the scope of the golden thunder.
As soon as Mary removed the blood-colored barrier, the golden thunder struck the stone square paved with huge blue stones without any obstruction.
There was a crack and a thunderbolt from the blue.
All the stones within a radius of ten meters turned into powder at the same time, sinking downward into a huge pit. The stones on the edge of the pit were also flashed by thick lightning chains, and the surface of the stones was burnt black by electricity, filling the air. There was a strange stench of high-voltage current rolling through it.
Seeing the terrifying power of the golden thunder, Isa turned pale with fright, and his body started to tremble slightly.
"Master, this...is the Thunder of Divine Punishment?"
Mary did not answer, but turned around, suspended in mid-air, and her eyes fell far away in the depths of the mountains.
She could sense that this powerful power of divine punishment was transmitted from there.
After a while, Mary finally spoke leisurely.
"It seems that the so-called Feather God worshiped by these trolls really has some skills, and has actually mastered the power of divine punishment! Greem, this bastard, has made serious mistakes in intelligence. There should be a powerful thunder-type creature at the peak of level 4. With us With this little manpower, running into their territory would definitely mean seeking death!"
Peak level 4...
Isa and Soros looked at each other, both feeling horrified.
Regardless of whether Mary's guess is right or wrong, creatures of this level are not something that their vampire team can provoke. If they really encounter such an enemy, except for Mary who has hope of escaping, the rest of the team members may only have Fighting to the death is now a choice.
Therefore, the two of them cannot help but be nervous!
"Where's the old fox? Call him here. We need to renegotiate our next itinerary!"
Upon hearing Mary's call, the old fox Wenlier, dressed in a gorgeous aristocratic costume, flew out of the team and bowed to her respectfully.
"Old fox, what do you think of what just happened?" Mary lowered her body slowly, a pair of blood-red crystal high heels tapping gently on the ground.
"Master, maybe the situation is not as bad as we thought?" The old fox Wenlir still looked that scheming.
"Oh? How do you say that?"
"According to the living habits and animistic beliefs of the trolls, the so-called 'Feathered God' they believe in is nothing more than a totem god! There is a huge difference between such a totem god and the gods of belief in the world of gods. Usually, Known as the 'False God'."
"What's the difference between them?" Mary asked with a frown.
Although she is a level 3 peak blood master, she is only good at fighting and killing, and is too lazy to memorize and organize a lot of basic witchcraft knowledge. Therefore, when encountering such professional problems, she can only rely on Wenlier Such vampire subordinates who have taken the scholar's route.
"Master, totem gods and faith gods follow two completely different routes. Totem gods appear more among some wild races or tribes. In order to seek more powerful power, these barbaric creatures will take the initiative to believe in some powerful gods.
Creatures. It’s just that what they believe in is either a powerful monster in nature, or a warrior or king in some tribes.”
"In order to gain strength, they usually engrave their original beliefs on flags, totem poles or some special objects, and then pray and offer sacrifices day and night. Whenever they complete a large-scale hunting or killing, they
There will be a blood sacrifice."
"As time went by, the power of their faith gathered on totem items, forming the so-called totem god."
"What do you mean, the feather god these trolls believe in is illusory? It's just an aggregation of the power of faith?" Mary couldn't help but ask.
"That's not necessarily true!" The old fox Wenlier frowned and thought hard: "There are also many primitive tribes who believe in and worship some powerful monsters that really exist in nature, and enshrine them as their own gods. Such totem gods often also have
He has a real body and is very powerful!"
“What are the advantages and disadvantages of these totem gods?”
"The advantage is that they can come in the flesh. They are originally a kind of powerful monsters in this continent. With the blessing of the power of faith, they have the abilities of some junior gods. But there is still a huge insurmountable distance between them and the real gods.
Gap!”
"What about the disadvantages?"
"The disadvantage is that they cannot leave the area where the totem items are. Once they are out of the scope of the totem belief, they are just a kind of monster and cannot be compared with those fifth-level gods."
After listening, Mary nodded silently.
If the trolls only believed in a totem god, then this battle would still be fought!
However, before starting a complete war with the troll, it is still necessary to find out what the other party's specific object of belief is. If it is just a totem item, then what they need to deal with in the future is a bodyless ethereal spirit. If it is animistic worship,
Then what they need to deal with is a powerful monster.
And it’s also a powerful monster with some magical power!
"Issa, you have absorbed the soul of the old witch doctor. What did you see? What kind of creature is that totem god?" Mary asked impatiently.
"The master is the Quetzalcoatl!" Blood Elf Issa replied with a positive expression: "This old witch doctor once visited the location of the troll country when he was thirteen years old, and witnessed a large-scale blood sacrifice there.
I have seen the feathered god coming. According to its memory, the trolls should worship a giant feathered serpent."
"Feathered Serpent..." Mary couldn't help but ponder a little.
For wizards, the name Quetzalcoatl is not unfamiliar.
Seriously, it is a strange flying snake with wings!
They have snake-like bodies and scales, snake-like heads and long tails, and on their backs are a pair of feathered wings. These wings cannot allow them to fly very high, they can only float them.
The body glides rapidly through mid- to low-altitudes.
In many planes, this feathered serpent is mistaken for a type of dragon, and thus becomes an object of fear for lower creatures.
Most of the feathered serpents are of the thunder type, but there are also strange variants that can swallow fire or ice.
After combining various aspects of intelligence, Mary was able to basically determine that the feathered god worshiped by the troll kingdom in the Hessen plane should be a thunder-type feathered serpent with a level as high as the peak of level 4.
Of course, this is the strength of Feather God after being blessed with totem belief.
If Mary and others can break the other party's belief blessing, the other party's strength will definitely drop to their true level. As for what level it will drop to, it is unknown!
After all, only those high-ranking trolls know the true identity of Feather God. It is rare for a fringe tribe guy like the old witch doctor to go to the country and take a peek at Feather God from a distance.
The opponent is indeed powerful, but Mary and others are not rookies either.
In addition to the Crimson Family, they rely on the entire powerful and complex wizarding system.
As long as you are willing to use your brain, there are still many means and methods to deal with a false god from a wild country in a secondary plane.
However, no matter what kind of belief you are dealing with, reducing the opponent's belief base is an inevitable thing to do!
So Mary gave an order, and the entire vampire team went into the forest and rushed towards the next approaching troll tribe.
………………
Wizarding World, Northland.
Tower of Destiny.
An extremely grand astrological ceremony had just ended, and the entire upper level of the Tower of Destiny was filled with stars and colorful lights, making this lonely and desolate dragon bone wilderness colorful.
Many powerful monsters are hidden throughout the wilderness, secretly absorbing the strange energy emitted from the Tower of Destiny, and then promoting their own mutation and strengthening.
In the astrology hall, groups of astrologer apprentices exited in an orderly manner under the guidance of several fate witches.
The hall gradually became quiet again.
Alice stood in the center of the hall, with her back to the entrance. She kept waving her hands and pulling the power of the stars to gather on the astrological platform, slowly condensing into a beautiful woman with a naked body.
When the woman's body took shape, Alice took out a soul-gathering crystal from her arms, then held it in front of her and blew it hard. A hazy and illusory figure of a human girl flew out of the crystal and quickly disappeared into the stars.
The body of a beautiful woman with concentrated strength.
The moment 'her' soul merged with her new body, an extremely bright and strange light beam burst out from her body, illuminating the entire Astrology Hall and the entire Dragon Bone Wilderness.
A surging force of destiny crossed the distant void and poured in from afar, and also sank into the body of the beautiful girl.
The next moment, the beautiful girl's long eyelashes moved and she finally slowly opened her eyes.
And the moment the girl opened her eyes, the entire wizarding world seemed to feel the surging power of destiny, and also felt the deep joy of plane consciousness that came from the depths of instinct.
The world is shaking, and strange regular ripples are vibrating in the void...
Those powerful wizards who had mastered the power of rules couldn't help but open the doors and windows one after another, silently observing and feeling this unique aura of power.
Son of a Plane... What the hell is this? When did a Son of a Plane appear in the wizarding world?
Is the wizarding world about to change?
For a time, everyone was talking about it, and they couldn't agree on one thing! (To be continued)