0p0 Chapter 186 The Name is Pain
Chapter 186 The Name is Pain
"Okay, I've finished asking all the questions I wanted to ask..."
Alvin clapped his hands. For some reason, a nameless rage surged up from the bottom of his heart, causing this poor half-dragon to endure hundreds of healing spells.
By the time Alvin stopped, the creature was already dying and looked like it had lost all desire to live.
Seeing that this human was about to go out, Lowita, who was already numb to hearing, stood up quickly, fearing that she would block the human's way.
"Does blackening represent fear? Then what does Xiling's redness represent?..."
Ivan muttered something quietly, but Lovita was distracted and didn't hear clearly.
"Ms. Kayla, what should we do next..."
Xiling stared at the half-dragon on the stone platform, not knowing what to do next.
"Just leave it to me."
Lovita felt a little nervous, but with Ivan's departure, she finally found that there was no one she was afraid of.
She stood up and placed her palm on the half-dragon's head.
"Let's end it. I don't know if I should call this feeling painful or not. Even I can't stand it..."
Then, a divine force vibrated.
There was no bloody scene, no violent energy; the half-dragon's life was taken away quietly and peacefully.
After doing all this, Lavita walked out of the interrogation room while wiping her hands.
Bor and Alduin were standing outside, waiting.
If Lovita remembered correctly, Rillifane once again used his teleportation ability to go to various places for reconnaissance.
"senior……"
Lovita looked at Alduin, who had regained his flamboyant appearance, and slowly said:
"I think our guesses all along have been wrong..."
……
“This should be the last batch.”
Looking at the messy battlefield outside, Philohil rubbed his brows tiredly.
"Woo woo woo woo...my little potato...
And my little berry..."
Senna was under the city wall, wiping tears at the "sacrificed" army of plants.
Although under Senna's control, these plants have the ability to move;
But this does not change their soft and delicious texture.
Under the strong tearing and heavy pressure, most of the plant army could only perish together with the Degenerates.
Then, Senna, who had just woken up from her coma, burst into tears over the plant fragments that she had cultivated with so much effort.
Although the battle is over, these new druids cannot stop to rest.
They need to clean up this open space quickly to prevent the blood of the Fallen from contaminating other creatures - although this statement has not been confirmed.
“Ms. Alia, how many supplies do we have left?
I mean enchanted items."
Philohil walked down the city wall and happened to meet Alia outside the warehouse door.
“There are still some small wooden sticks for the [Entanglement Technique], about twenty or so.
There are only two healing belts left, and all the small stones of the [Five-Colored Ball] have been used up."
Alia, who was very aware of the cost of the battle, answered worriedly.
With the existing supplies, she didn't know if she could survive the next battle.
"Although little Senna gave us a big surprise... the crops in the base could not withstand the large-scale attack of the Fallen."
"Indeed, we managed to fend off nearly two hundred Fallen this time, but I'm afraid the number of enemies in the Gray Haze Forest is far greater than that."
"Hopefully there's enough time."
Looking at the high wall in the west, the setting sun was approaching dusk and only the last arc was left. Philohil murmured softly.
"Lord Philohill..."
A timid voice sounded behind her. Philothir turned around and saw the shy orc girl Luna standing behind her.
"A lady would like to speak to you..."
……
"Bahamut? That's impossible!"
As Boll listened to Xiling's interrogation report, he banged the long table in the ancestral hall.
"No one can be Bahamut!
This must be the trick of that half-dragon man! I'll go find him and ask him about it!"
As if venting his anger in this way was not enough, Boll stood up and walked towards the temporary interrogation room.
As soon as I reached the door, I saw the female knight Kayla wiping her hands with a towel.
Due to some previous experiences, Bol was a little timid about this taciturn female knight who had inexplicably joined the cult. He stood there for a while, unable to advance or retreat.
"Calm down, Paul..."
Alduin sat at the head of the long table, looking at his overreacting grandson.
When Bol was young, he was fascinated by the legendary story of Bahamut.
As a bullied child, the just and powerful god was the savior he most anticipated to come to the world to save him.
If Bahamut was no longer in the Astral Plane, Bol would probably choose this person as his servant instead of becoming Mielikki's druid.
So when the "savior" deep in his memory became the culprit who launched the plane invasion, this grandson who had lost all his hair and didn't grow much, found it hard to accept it.
"Mr. Bol, as a former paladin, I find it even harder to accept than you...
But that’s the reality.”
Lovita looked at the half-giant standing motionless in front of her, thinking that this man had lost his mind because of the news about Bahamut, so she spoke to him in a caring manner to comfort him.
But now, Boer doesn't care about Baha or not.
His lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find his tongue.
Finally, a confusing word came out of his mouth.
"It's so big...Okay, Miss Kayla..."
Not understanding the situation, Loviata ignored the abnormal half-giant. She walked around Bol and came to Alduin.
“If the half-dragons are not lying, then we can be almost certain that, led by an alien dragon god named Valam, this group of half-dragons are waging a plane invasion war against us.
And the plane they are in was created by the missing Bahamut..."
"Valaam... a strange name...
Then there is no need to hesitate, the frost giants will not be the only race facing the invasion of the plane.
Bol, you need to contact all possible allies and try to mobilize the power of other races...
Paul? Where are you looking, kid?
Ivan was sitting alone at a corner of the long table. When he saw Xiling coming over, he pointed at Alduin with interest and whispered to Xiling.
"Hey! Xiling, I bet that old guy Alduin has a lot of secrets!
The yellow light on him now is brighter than that of the half-dragon man before!"
With a bang, the long table shook again.
The ancestor of the Frost Giants, Alduin, roared at Ivan in a very intimidating manner.
"And you! You bastard! Don't underestimate the hearing of the frost giants!
Get to Huiyao City quickly!
Use your crappy knighthood to get those humans and halflings who spend their days in debauchery to act now!"