sjar Chapter 401 The Elf God Who Can't Hold On For Long
Chapter 401 The Elf God Who Can't Hold On For Long
After a messy communication, Alvin finally understood Xiling's current situation and felt a lot more relieved.
Although this goddess whom he had never seen before was a little bit schizophrenic, sometimes making people stay away from her, sometimes gentle and warm, and sometimes having no sense of boundaries, Alvin felt speechless when trying to communicate with her.
“What are you going to do now?
Are you going to use these grass roots used for decoration in the Kingdom of God to kill the bone dragon outside?"
Alvin, who had roughly figured out the trick, realized that it was the one with no sense of boundaries who was talking to him.
He responded casually while filling the grass stem ball with magic.
“This is the secret weapon to deal with that monster… Uh, you know La Bella, right? He’s the old elf with all-white hair. He won’t let me tell you.
It is said that the bone dragon can sense every word we say--"
With a clang, as if a lid was being tightly closed, a hemispherical white shield enveloped Alvin and the schizophrenic goddess.
"Now that I can talk about it, I'm a little curious."
The schizophrenic goddess' tone became warm and soothing.
“Well, I have to change my personality to cast a spell.
Okay, okay, I just discovered that the skeleton outside is almost immune to all damaging spells...
However, the opponent's body was very honest with the buff spell and did not reject it at all."
"Clam?!"
The sudden high pitch startled Ivan, who was seriously rolling the balls. It seemed that the personality of the schizophrenic goddess had changed into a noisy one.
"Do you want to make the other party stronger, and then kill Corellon in one fell swoop?
This seems to be a solution. If Corellon is gone, then we can take over and become the boss..."
Before she could finish her words, the goddess, who had no idea what she was thinking, made a creaking sound.
I guess those people in my mind are having a quarrel.
Ivan shook his head helplessly and turned his attention back to the work in his hands.
“Seriously, human.
How exactly do you plan to fight the enemies outside?"
The goddess' voice returned to its clear and cold tone, but the creaking noise still existed.
Alvin stared at her lips for a long time, but couldn't understand how this person could talk to him seriously while playing B-box.
“There is a layer of dark energy on the surface of that monster.
Although I did not cast spells directly at the opponent, several spells cast by the old man Labelas were blocked by that layer of energy.
Therefore, I need to use this faster missile - don't ask me what a missile is, anyway, it is faster than the design speed of the spell -
Use this kind of missile to wrap up batches of spells and bombard the opponent before that layer of energy has time to react.
Then the next question is which spell will be effective..."
At this point, Alvin had just finished assembling a grass stem ball cannonball and began to enchant the [Clairvoyance] spell on it.
“I just tested a total of six different spells.
[Entanglement] This type of spell has no effect at all. Although the spell successfully penetrates the energy layer, it is impossible for the plant to explode in a vacuum environment;
Not to mention [Colorful Ball], the opponent is too huge, and the attack surface of these single-target spells can be ignored.
The only attack that had any effect was the fireball, but it only caused some cracks in the opponent's teeth, which were quickly repaired..."
He raised the completely finished cannonball in his hand. The magical energy contained in it made the thin outer layer of refined gold shell emit a hint of green light.
This action made the B-box in the mouth of the schizophrenic goddess Angelis stop.
“However, the shell that was tested earlier and filled with healing spells was completely different.
I guess the other party didn’t notice that after those dozens of [Treatment of Moderate Injuries] exploded in his mouth, a circle of gum tissue grew along the upper jaw…”
“Oh! I see!
You're going to turn that skull dragon into a flesh dragon—stop pulling my hair! I'm not done yet!"
A series of special effects sounds like a convulsion came out of Angelis' mouth. After everything calmed down, the winged goddess gently touched the shell of the shell with her fingers. A ray of green light passed through the shell and wrapped around her fingertips.
Then, the goddess, who was already in an abnormal mental state, kept switching her expression from shock, fear, shame, anger, etc.
The sound from his mouth also changed from B-box to babbling in different tones, which made Ivan next to him afraid to look directly at him.
A beautiful goddess whose robes are too big to cover her private parts, makes a voice that makes you imagine things, and almost rolls her eyes. It is estimated that it is difficult for anyone to keep his heart...
After a long while, Angelis finally stopped her shameful reaction and stared at Ivan with a murderous look.
"You have divine power—hiss...
If you tell anything that moves what I just looked like;
I will let you experience the pleasure of having your whole body penetrated by lightning and fire for eternity..."
……
"The winner will soon be decided."
Outside the kingdom of God, in the shield of the goddess of luck, the originally smiling black-haired human suddenly became extremely serious.
Tymora beside him also keenly sensed the changes on the battlefield.
"Corellon won't hold out much longer...right?"
Her voice was low, the pity in her tone becoming very obvious.
"Unfortunately, the Elf King who single-handedly slaughtered the Dragon God in the interstellar war has also reached his farewell day."
"A war in the star realm?
You are talking about the change of era at the end of the Year of Dawn..."
Unconsciously, the goddess of luck has changed the way she addresses the human next to her.
Until now, she still doesn't know how this creature, which looks like an ordinary human being, could be active in ancient times.
At that time, humans probably didn't even have the conditions to live in caves.
This was too weird for Tymora.
"Dawn? Is this the new name you gave to that period of time?
Cultural people are really different.
I remember that Taiji at that time didn’t like to tinker with these flowery things.”
Looking back at Tymora who was covered in gold coins, the black-haired human raised his eyebrows, then turned around and continued to observe the dynamics of the battlefield with great interest.
To him, it seemed that the victory or defeat of the elves and the bone dragons was not important. No matter which side won, it had nothing to do with him.
In fact, Taimora has the same mentality.
She is a native deity after all.
Moreover, he has no special liking for dragons and elves, otherwise he would not have kept his appearance constant as a human.
But the other person’s mentality is a little different.
A voice that sounded not very smart and somewhat timid came from behind the two of them.
"I-can't we…go help him?"