0p0 Chapter 373: Nimia's Focus is a Little Different
Chapter 373: Nimia's Focus is a Little Different
Above the dark elf temple, on the full moon-shaped relief, Iris's private two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment was brought into by her and allowed to be visited by outsiders.
This time, in addition to Lian and Nimia, there was also Moreau, an old Gis man who had spoken to Iris before and who knew the astral world very well;
Of course, there is also the deceitful goddess Leila, who has a serious lack of divine power, has degenerated into a girlish form, and even her voice has become shrill.
“Your Highness Iris, even in the war between gods in the astral realm, the divine thoughts of those defeated gods will only wander in the void of the astral realm, waiting for their next master.
Any trace of divine thought can be said to be the support for the existence of the astral world and the lower planes..."
The old Gis man, whose days were almost coming to an end, stood aside respectfully, not daring to sit on the wooden chair that Iris had arranged for him.
Nemea was equally reserved.
As the most trusted diviner of Lady Iris, she has visited "Above the Moon" many times.
In front of the gentle Iris, Nimia was not afraid to even sit down.
But to let her strangle a god by the neck with her own hands, even if she was a human girl who was taken captive—
That's a god too!
Who else would have such an experience except the warrior who dared to openly blaspheme the gods in the temple!
Nimia, with a sad face, followed Iris's request and grabbed the back of Leila's neck with both hands;
While looking at Lian with a miserable look, asking for help.
"Don't stare at me. Are you sure you know that your deceitful divine consciousness has disappeared?"
Rolling her eyes at Leila in annoyance, Iris was about to put her legs on the table, but she felt that it was a bit unsightly, so she compromised and put her long legs on the stool.
“Elise!
I am a genuine god after all, and I belong to the same chaotic camp as you. You actually let a lowly, dirty, flat-chested dark elf strangle me...
What about the dignity of being a god? "
The goddess of fraud who was controlled by Nimia had a face full of resentment. She did not answer Iris's question. Instead, she twisted her body and roared in her teenage girl voice.
"Vile and dirty?"
Iris, who is the main god of the dark elves and once was a dark elf herself, had an unfriendly look in her eyes.
"Flat-chested?"
Apparently, the focus of a certain 1.4-meter-tall dark elf is a little different.
Nimia's body, which had been trembling a little, now became extremely calm.
She simply stretched out her other hand and strangled Leila's neck with both hands, making this guy, who had lost most of his divine power, roll his eyes.
Fortunately, Iris, who did not want to kill the goddess of fraud, stopped the gradually out-of-control sorcerer in time.
To be fair, Leila's curse on Nimia wasn't exactly accurate, but compared to the human's astonishing size...she seemed qualified to say this to most of the dark elves.
“All right, Nimya, let her go.
I think our Lady Leila is now ready to answer questions."
After saying that, he looked at the Deception Goddess who was holding her throat and gasping for breath with great amusement—now she should be called the Deception Girl.
"Hoo-hoo-hoo-are you really willing to believe in a deceitful god?
Well, there's no need for me to lie to you about this.
That weird human just now did indeed drain away the divine power that I had stored for nearly ten thousand years, and also absorbed a portion of the original divine power that I brought down from the astral realm.
I think you have experienced the power leaving your body, right?
Even though we are separated by several dimensions, we can sense the powers that have been taken away.
But this time it was different, my divine power completely disappeared from my perception."
After saying that, he simply sat back on the chair, ready to be dealt with.
……
Tymora brought two little goddesses of little power and rushed from the direction of the Kingdom of Celebration to the Kingdom of Elves.
It wasn't that she, as a primitive god, had any intention of coming to the elves' aid, but these three simply wanted to get closer to get some gossip.
“I remember the last time… more than ten years ago, the half-dragon god who was killed in your kingdom spent several years learning how to fly quickly in the astral plane. Even a newly born Gith couldn’t compare to him.
How come these foreign gods now dare to directly besiege the Kingdom of the Elves?"
Tymora, covered with small gold coins, cast her own lucky spell.
This permanent power can help her avoid most enemies.
"Yeah yeah!
The Elven Kingdom is not like the Orcish Gwush, where less than ten Orcish gods live;
It is said that over in Corellon, nearly a hundred elven gods all live together.
I've heard before that if there were another war among the gods during the turbulent years, the elven gods would probably be the biggest winners."
In Morgan's hand was a wooden stick that looked like a chewing potato. This was the divine emblem she had chosen for herself after she was promoted to a middle-level divine power.
Lal, who had just recovered, looked at the two of them with a dazed look on his face.
This kid has been a god for less than a hundred years and knows nothing about these secrets.
"By the way, Lal, how come your lover hasn't contacted you in such a long time?"
Tymora, who was gliding in the front, suddenly turned around, and the playful look in her eyes made Lal feel uncomfortable.
"What little lover? No, that's not the case!"
Lal, who had nothing in his hands but a harp on his waist, turned red in the face.
I don't know whether it was because I was so angry that my blood was boiling, or because I was so shy that my blood was dilating.
"Don't mention this. I heard from my God-favored One that this human hurriedly returned to the Druid's residence and then rushed eastward.
It seems that he is going to the Breath of the Moon Sea to find the dark elves."
"Clam?!"
Having never told Laer that Iris and Lila had also participated in the previous battle in the Kingdom of God, Tymora felt that his nerves were a little uneasy.
My gossipy nerve was so excited that I wanted to share some news with my gossiping sisters.
But all the other nerves were blocking it tightly.
Some stories are better not told too early.
But from this point of view, it is very clear what Alvin is going to do.
"I guess he went after your rival. Tsk tsk tsk, a half-god hybrid...
Lal, I don't think you have much chance of winning this time!"
"Who said that!"
Morgan, who cared more about sisterly feelings than Tymora, stood on Lal's side in time.
"Our Lar is the hot spring beauty pageant champion of the Elven Kingdom!
With all the judges being the elf gods, the human goddess who was voted out as the most beautiful of the elves! "