Broad World

"Almost, but you miscalculated on one point. [These ancient elf gold coins have more gold content and are heavier. It is estimated that one gold coin can top three gold coins on the surface. As for the newly minted underground gold coins, the quality is much better, almost Three are equal to five on the surface. But the most valuable is not these gold coins, but works of art, no matter which one is worth tens of thousands, it is simply not comparable to this few gold coins." Henry explained with a smile on his face The value of this treasury.

"Oh...damn it! Then what are you waiting for, pack them all up and take them away." Aberdell jumped up suddenly, opened his arms and began to hold gold coins in his arms.

Seeing his excited face, Henry chuckled and shook his head, took out the dimension bag and snapped his fingers. In an instant, all the gold coins flew up one after another as if they had grown wings, and frantically rushed into the bag, emptying out the mountain of gold coins in just a few minutes. Followed by works of art, magic items, gems, precious magic materials, and finally even the fine gold door at the door was removed and packed away.

Aberdell was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. He involuntarily stretched out a thumb and shouted excitedly: "Hey, buddy, you did a great job! Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take away so much treasure."

"Of course, I came prepared this time, not only to destroy the city, but also to take the opportunity to make a fortune. Let's go to the platform on the second floor to see how the city is doing now. "As he spoke, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

On the way, he quietly took out Chasma's soul gem, preparing to let the dark elf master (mage) witness the destruction of Uster Nazar city. as a traverser. He certainly knew what tormented a man's soul most. That is to let it fall into pain and regret and cannot extricate itself.

Only this kind of mental wound is the most difficult to heal. And not only will it not fade with the passage of time, but it will also become more and more profound, until the will cannot bear such a heavy blow and it will go completely crazy. But as a legendary mage, Chasma is obviously not that easy to collapse, so Henry is going to record this scene, and then pour it into the soul gem, so that this true enemy can watch day after day, repeat and deepen the pain and hate.

obviously. This is not entirely for revenge, but to use it to make a powerful magic item when the negative emotions of the soul accumulate to the limit. After all, it would be a pity if the soul of the legendary spellcaster was not used. You must know that this thing can at least make a very powerful magic item.

It didn't take long for the two of them to follow the stairs to the second floor. They didn't meet a living dark elf soldier along the way, but they were all mutilated corpses. But when they stood on the balcony and looked down at the whole city, they realized that the killing in the house was nothing at all, far inferior to the scene that was happening on the street.

"My God! What is that thing?!!!! The hundred-armed giant in the ancient legend?" Aberdell's eyes widened. asked tremblingly. He couldn't believe that there were such terrifying monsters in this world.

I saw one about ten meters tall in the center of the city. A monster with countless arms. He has a kobold-like head, a scaly body, and hands of different lengths and shapes protruding from the upper torso. Some of them are very short and small, like animal claws, and some are extremely thick. Overgrown with troll-like sarcomas.

There are weapons in each hand, including spears, axes, war hammers, giant swords, long swords, halberds, scimitars, daggers, short swords, crossbows, bows and arrows... In short, almost none of the eighteen kinds of weapons fall. It looks majestic, and it is wantonly ravaging the defenseless dark elves. From time to time, it will grab one or two unlucky eggs and throw them directly into the mouth, chewing and smashing them together with the armor, almost as in myths and legends, The hundred-armed giant, full of tyranny and hatred, is almost the same.

Seeing this scene, Henry immediately understood that this guy is most likely a monster evolved from a virus. Although he looks very tough on the outside, in fact, apart from his powerful physical strength and regenerative ability, his magic resistance is pitifully low. The priestess came with a few seventh-level magical spells "Finger of Death", and it is estimated that as long as it is not too bad luck, it can be killed completely.

After all, the veterinary virus has natural defects, it can only evolve, and the soul is still an extremely fragile kobold host, which can be used to deal with fighters, thieves and rangers, but if you encounter high-level spellcasters, it will appear in minutes Out of shape.

But now the mage tower in the city has been completely destroyed, and the spider academy where the priests are concentrated has also been attacked by Anliser. This secondary demon lord summoned his cronies in the abyss. The dark elf priestesses did not dare to show their faces easily.

Without the assistance of high-level spellcasters, ordinary soldiers can't cause effective damage to giants at all. The damage caused by weapons is not even as fast as the regeneration speed, and once they enter the attack range, they will be hit by several The attack of the arm will be cut into pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! What should I do now? Don't tell me that I want to fight alongside that giant!" Aberdell's face was full of tension, for fear of hearing an affirmative answer. He was frightened by the terrifying appearance and fighting power of the infected body, and he didn't want to get too close to such a monster even if he was killed.

Henry sneered and shook his head: "No, I think the city is over, I just need to stand here and watch, and wait for another distinguished guest by the way."

After speaking, he released the soul in the gem, and asked calmly: "How, Chasma? Ust Natha is going to destruction because of your actions, how do you feel now?"

"Hmph! You demon, you first killed my son and slaughtered my compatriots, and now you want to torture my soul?" The silver-white translucent soul's tone was full of sarcasm and anger. He knew the enemy's plan very well, but he was still tortured and tortured in his heart.

After all, not everyone can abandon their race and blood relatives and be completely selfish, at least not yet for Chasma. Otherwise, he would not have deliberately planned to avenge his son. Henry also took a fancy to this. Therefore, this method was chosen.

"That's right. I just want to make you suffer, make you regret, and let you fall into endless self-blame. You know, I don't really mind anyone taking revenge on me, but you made a mistake, very Fatal mistake, that should not be shot at my family. Because you made a bad start, so I must use the cruelest means to retaliate. Let everyone understand what must not be touched, otherwise it will attract terrible Destruction. Remember, you ruined all of this with your own hands."

Henry's words can be said to be heartbreaking, pointing directly at the depths of a person's soul. Of course, these are just rhetoric from his own standpoint, and they don't represent anything. But everything in the world is like this, only the strong have the right to speak up, and the loser can do nothing but keep silent.

Suppressing the self-blame and suffering in his heart, Chasma's soul clenched its fists and roared: "You demon will definitely be punished! Queen Rose will never sit idly by! Just wait. Arrogant human beings , you will soon pay the price for your crazy behavior!"

"Hahahaha! That's right. That stingy goddess will definitely come to take revenge. But why do you think I dare to stand here at this moment?" Henry asked back with a sneer. It's best not to say no, but things must be done. This has always been his code of conduct.

Because speaking out is of no use except for the momentary pleasure of the mouth, and if you can't do it, it's slapping yourself in the face. No one with enough intelligence will do this kind of thing. As for doing things absolutely, not only can you avoid future troubles once and for all, but also get a lot of benefits, why not do it.

"You...you are...waiting for the goddess to come! You madman! You want to confront the gods head-on!!!!" Chasma began to tremble involuntarily, her soul was sometimes transparent and sometimes appeared, and she seemed extremely excited .

As a legendary mage with outstanding intelligence, he immediately understood what the human being in front of him wanted to do. Killing the incarnation of the gods, challenging the limits of what mortals can do, if successful, then the gods of the entire pantheon will put down their airs and treat this mortal with an equal attitude.

Just as the president of the mysterious organization in Sigil, the Gods and Non-Gods Association once said, gods are not supreme, nor are they transcending everything. They are just a group of powerful life forms. If you think these guys are unattainable, it can only mean that your strength is too weak. Once they are strong enough, they will become no different from ordinary people. To be killed, or to be enslaved.

Although this sentence is not entirely correct, because it has been proven many times in the long river of history that although gods can be killed, they cannot be enslaved. Because their clergy and ideals absolutely do not allow them to act against their original intentions, otherwise their strength will decline sharply soon, and they will be dragged into the astral world to lie dead.

However, the description of power in it is beyond doubt. In the vast universe, there are many powerful creatures that can talk to the gods on an equal footing, such as those who hate dragons, including: Symphony Dragon, Plutonium Dragon, Blue Diamond Dragon, Stardust Dragon, Thirty-eight Pterosaurs, etc. , It is said that they have the terrifying strength that makes the gods tremble, and they are the embodiment of the hatred left over from the beginning of the universe.

Fortunately, the number of these guys has been kept in single digits, and most of them are indifferent, almost never appearing in the public eye. Obviously, these guys all have the power to kill gods. As long as one of them comes to the main plane to launch an attack, there will only be one result—destruction.

In addition, like Time Dragon, Chaos Demon Dog Kozef, God Evil, etc., are equally powerful, and gods below the middle level of divine power are often not their opponents, especially Chaos Demon Dog Kozef, Not only did he bite Tyre, the god of justice, but he also hunted down Mask, the god of thieves. It can be said that he had a brilliant record. When many gods mentioned this guy, their legs would tremble immediately.

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