0p0 Chapter 346 Uninvited Guest
Chapter 346 Uninvited Guest
Surrounded by the team was Miss Larrel, the mid-level priest who was always kind-hearted.
As soon as she jumped from the ferry to the shore, she impatiently took off her cloak, revealing the iconic robe of the Tyrian priest.
Although this pampered priestess has changed a lot during this period of time, she still waved her arms vigorously, trying to drive away the small insects around her that like to bite her.
“Ivan must be here.
I threatened Xiuman that I would tell Isa all his past embarrassments, and only then did he relent. "
"But if we show up like this rashly, we will arouse the hostility of that god—"
The cloaked man hadn't even finished his words when a bone-chilling chill spread through the ground to his entire body.
It was not the coldness caused by the drop in temperature, but the keen perception of the death threat posed by those above them that their race had acquired during billions of years of evolution.
He clenched his fists tightly, as did several other cloaked men, and mist made of psychic energy rose around them.
Then, this group of mysterious creatures formed a circle and protected Larriel in the center.
As the entire team was on full alert, Iris, holding a short bow, walked over from the darkness in the distance.
Her steps were slow, but in the eyes of these creatures, every step seemed to contain thrilling power.
It was not until Iris was less than ten yards away that the cloaked man in the lead gave a trembling salute.
This set of movements, which are rarely seen in the main material world, made Iris frown.
“Githyanki?”
Although the cold and slightly doubtful voice did not contain any hostility, it made these cloaked star dwellers tremble all over.
"Respected, Your Highness Iristri... We are only accompanying this priestess, come here——"
"Stop using your deliberate celestial language, it won't make you look like you belong to the good camp.
I don't remember the Githyanki having any dealings with the Celestials.
Tell me, where is your psychic master, Kalithar?"
The Githyanki, who was trembling as he faced the true God, was visibly stunned.
After a moment, he replied in a low voice using the local common language.
"Brother Kalissar, your soul has been liberated after the spaceship crashed not long ago...
The Great Power chose Vorcan to inherit his spiritual will."
……
The Githyanki are a branch of the Gith, a branch with a lesser reputation.
These celestial creatures are natural users of psionic energy, possessing powerful psionic spells and physical strength, which allows them to roam almost unhindered in the void of the astral plane.
The largest Gis tribe in the astral plane, established an astral fortress that even some lower-level gods dare not underestimate.
These astral dwellers called it the Crosswind Fortress - following the design concept of a sail-powered route.
In the early days, there were less than three thousand Gis in Sidewind Fortress and five [squid boats] shaped like biological creatures.
But after several successful military operations, nearly 50,000 Gis people and bionic star ships of various sizes multiplied in Sidewind Fortress.
In addition to bringing more survival consumption, the expansion of the population also caused a division in the ideology of the Gis people.
A group of Gith who advocate order began to promote the importance of laws and rules in the fortress. They called themselves Githzerai.
Others, however, do not think it is a good thing to erase their own nature - the Gith people like fighting, plundering, and force, and these are the Githyanki.
On the contrary, they never think there is anything wrong with their nature, even if it is considered typical evil in the eyes of other races.
A battle over ideology began.
At first, relying on their powerful melee strength and martial arts, the Githyanki, who believe in the immortality of their nature, once controlled the entire fortress;
But the Githzerai, on the order side, began to allow their pioneering power to develop spell-like abilities.
They lurked in the fortress, enduring the oppression of the Githyanki, while constantly strengthening their spell skills and war applications through communication with certain plane travelers.
The rebellion soon began.
After a decade of turmoil, order triumphed over evil and took control of the entire Astral Fortress.
But when the new ruler invited those plane travelers to visit his fortress, they finally discovered the other party's sinister intentions.
Those are all the infamous psychic race - the mind flayers.
In this way, the mind flayer, who controlled the leader, easily took over the fortress of the Gis people.
A wandering trade ship cleverly discovered the change of ownership of the fortress.
They fled desperately as they were chased by the Gith who were controlled by the mind flayer.
Finally, its power system was unfortunately hit by several combat squid boats.
The Kalissar that Iris had just asked about was the captain of the trading ship at that time, a Githzerai known as the Master of Psionics by his own people.
When the starship just crashed into the main material plane, they had a brief exchange with Iris.
"Where are the other Githzerai? Why don't I see any of them?"
The shortbow in Iris's hand emits a soft halo, and this form makes the Githyanki on the opposite side quite afraid.
"Your Majesty the God—"
At Larriel's side, a hooded, young-looking Githyanki suppressed his fear of the superior beings and answered in fluent Common.
“A hundred years ago, a Githzerai among the crew decided to leave this plane, in search of a chance to save their own kind from the mind flayers.”
"Weren't they all killed by you guys during their exile?
From what I've heard, you and the Githzerai don't get along at all."
"Your Majesty the God!
We are no longer the kind of——"
“Watch your tone, Zach!
You must have absolute respect for Her Highness Iris!"
The Githyanki who had spoken earlier rudely interrupted Zack's argument and calmly stood in front of this young man who was eager to show off.
“Lady Elise, Zach is a second generation Githyanki born on the Material Plane.
Please forgive this young man for his lack of fear of the gods. He has indeed never faced the great power of the gods...
Besides, whether it is the Githzerai or the Githyanki, they are old stories from thousands of years ago to us.
We are just Gith exiled here now..."
After saying this, the more stable-looking Githyanki lowered his head respectfully.
The short bow held in Iris's hand finally lost its glow.
Iris shrugged and said nothing.
“I don’t care about your internal affairs.
Tell me, exile of the astral world...
What on earth are you planning to do by running to the Moon Sea Breath without making any noise?"