Dark Shadow Shrine

The family of Corellon, Rose, and Eilistraee had been fighting for tens of thousands of years. If they only focused on them, Raven wouldn't have to do anything.

The war preparations of the Phantom Knights have reached the final stage. In fact, Lei Wen has fed hundreds of thousands of believers for a whole winter, and both the food load and the people's livelihood are about to reach their limits.

My lord, we must get a new source of food by June at the latest, and in autumn... unless you, my lord, rob the granaries of the other five empires, we must be prepared to lose a lot of people. The first person to report was as Effien, the internal affairs officer, has a lot of restraint due to her different status: Of course, if there is no war, it is not impossible to use the prepared military rations to meet the food shortage of the people, but if the problem of insufficient food sources is not resolved, We can only survive one more winter at most, and in the spring of 1317, all problems will still erupt.

The red knight lightly tapped the table beside him with his finger: Lei Wen, to be honest, even if you are more cruel, conscript a large number of men into the army, and then consume these men in the war, it will be much better than not attracting them now.

Laila blinked her emerald green eyes, What are we waiting for?

Lei Wen was like constipated, unable to speak out what was in his heart. Strictly speaking, this so-called opportunity came from a piece of gossip, a bloody plot, and a story so dirty that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

No way, Lei Wen could only stammer and say: This is a big event that can take all of Gnush's energy. If it goes well, we only need to face a small part of Gnush's followers and generals. Take No. 25 Floating Continent at the lowest cost.

The red knight circled the chestnut hair hanging around her temples with her index finger. Recently, she has been working hard to change herself, trying to face Raven and the gods in the pantheon with more time: Okay, win at the least cost , has always been my aim. That's what I like most about you.

The moment the voice fell, the two-digit eyes suddenly fell on her face, and the red knight panicked. She put on the red full-face helmet almost instantly, and kept waving her hands: No, no, I, I... I It’s just telling the truth from a strategic point of view.”

Why. There's no saving this stuff.

Raven cast his eyes on Ladug who was sitting at the end. This dwarf god didn't pay attention at all, he was completely wandering. Of course, his performance is fully worthy of his status as a slave god. As the only real human shield in the god system, his position is temporarily irreplaceable, and he is well aware of this. So he occasionally finds ways to be lazy or something.

Can give eight points, absolutely not ten.

But this is fatal!

What is a warrior?

Heaven is on the left, warriors are on the right!

A qualified meat shield is one that can withstand it at critical moments. Talent, ability, Ladugue is not lacking.

What is missing is loyalty, a sense of identity with the entire pantheon, and courage.

Raven rubbed his eyebrows.

In fact, there are quite a few meat shield gods, and there are also many slave-type races like Ladug who can be driven. However, the camp must be suitable. If you want a slave race with a certain strength and wisdom like the gray dwarves, then there are really not many.

Raven is a half-elf, and his origin determines that the core of his believers will be in the three races of humans, elves, and half-elves.

In large-scale battles, meat shield fighters are really consumables. Followers of their own race die too many. affect the foundation of belief. The gray dwarfs are different, no matter how many gray dwarfs die when they are tough, Raven's disciples will not frown halfway.

And Lei Wen's evil and lawful camp determines that it is difficult for Lei Wen to drive the kind and lawful gods. For example, the three gods of justice can be used and cooperated, but it is really difficult to reach the point of partnership.

Ladougue is a little troublesome. It would be a pity to lose it.

If there is no accident, Ladugue will be in the year of ruin. Even the Underdark where he had been hanging out all year round began to be destroyed, and he would realize the importance of Raven's golden thigh.

before that. Raven can only give Ladugue an evaluation of 'unusable'!

Before attacking the orcs, they had to find another meat shield deity that could be used.

In other words, it is such a good thing that someone comes to deliver a pillow when you want to fall asleep... It really does happen.

Raven just ended the meeting. There was a spiritual connection over there.

Dear master, are you free? There was joy and joy in the charming voice.

Melissa?

It's true that we haven't contacted each other for a long time. In order to avoid being discovered by Asmodeus, Raven and Melissa rarely use spiritual contact, but this time Melissa sent an avatar directly.

Melissa wanted to kneel on one knee, and Raven gave the Erin Queen a hug directly.

Oh, it seems that the master has not forgotten me. I suddenly feel that death is worth it.

What are you talking about? Remember! You are my woman! Once you are exposed, you will run out desperately, and I will take care of you at all costs.

En. Melissa smiled brightly, like a thousand flowers blooming. After Raven accepted her, she seemed to have found the meaning of her life. Coupled with her own identity as the queen of eroticism, this charming transformation did not arouse the vigilance of any devil.

You came here suddenly, do you have any good news to tell me?

It should be considered good news.

Um?

Nubien.

Lei Wen froze for a moment: That sad breeder lion?

Melissa burst out laughing: That's right, it's that sad breeder lion.

That guy isn't dead yet? After the Cyric incident, ever since he knew that this miserable guy went to attack Baator Hell because of a moment of brainlessness and was captured, and then was used as a prop to create evil, Raven threw him in the In the back of my mind. I didn't expect to be mentioned by Melissa now.

That guy... his vitality is quite tenacious. But it's tragic. It's the truth. Melissa rested her cheeks, seeming to be remembering, and also seemed to be gloating: First of all, the bad news, hell The fourth king, Ferna, is finally pregnant with Nubian's child, and after going through the taboo blasphemy ceremony, there is a great chance of giving birth to a god.

Raven put his arms around Melissa gently: And then?

All of Nubien's divinity and godhead fragments have been taken to his evil seed. According to Fierna's habit, Nubien will be discarded within a day or two.

oh!?

The key point of my news is: after the Siri hat was destroyed, he actually regained his sanity, but the long-term torture made Nubian's camp seriously shifted. In order to take revenge on Ferna and Baator Hell, this paragraph I have been praying to the gods and demons all day long, and any powerful existence that can rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering, as long as he promises to help him avenge Fierna and Asmodeus in the future, he can gain his allegiance.

Lei Wen pondered: That is to say, as long as I am willing to give up divinity and godhead fragments, I can gain the gratitude of the human forest gods and the allegiance of a true god?

Melissa gently scratched Raven's chin with her fingers: Yes, and he is a lawful and evil true god.

The words and deeds of the true god must be consistent with his words and deeds, otherwise it is easy to cause a shift in camp. Due to difficulties and tortures, Nubian gave up the idea of ​​kindness and turned to pursue revenge.

This is really not unusual.

Raven touched his chin, looked across the space, looked at Ladug who was doing nothing in the Warrior's Sleep of God's Domain, and smiled: It's time to add fire to this lazy dwarf.

Radugue in God's country, who was leisurely hugging the cinderella beauty and drinking a small wine, suddenly became agitated, and was so frightened that he spilled the wine.

Huh? Why do I seem to have an ominous premonition.

Phlegethos, the fourth floor of Baator Hell, is a place full of flames and pain similar to the Fire Elemental World.

Liquid rivers of fire rule the place, while the air is consumed by flying flames—in fact, Phlegethos has a fire-dominant trait. Creatures lacking fire resistance or immunity are quickly burned to death.

Abrimok: This city of hardened magma, obsidian, and crystal sits in the caldera of a nearly extinct volcano.

And the fourth king, Firna and Bilair, lived in a palace built of rough obsidian on the edge of the crater in Abrimok.

In the deepest secret room of the palace, Nubien, the once mighty and majestic lion king, looked up at the unchanging obsidian ceiling, with blood and tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Around his neck was a set lock that contained eighteen [blasphemy words]. As long as he slightly touched the set lock, it would activate the profane energy on it, giving his soul burning pain.

Above the collarbone, two god-sealing hooks made of dead evil god's bones pierced the muscles of his neck, nailing him to the velvet bed.

The waist is also locked by a chain full of forbidden power, and there is no room for movement at all.

With the sound of footsteps, Nubian didn't even need to lower his chin to know that it was the highest-ranked devil that he hated so much that he would destroy it even if the world was destroyed - the fourth devil king Ferna was coming.

If you look at it from behind, Ferna's back can be said to be slender, but if you don't look at it from the front, it's impossible to imagine that she has a belly as big as a basket.

The smooth belly was painted with the devil's language written by Asmodeus himself. The evil and profane aura can be easily sensed hundreds of meters away.

Hehe, my dear son, it's time to say hello to your father again today. As if sensing her mother's call, there was a huge paw in the shape of a cat's paw on Fierna's smooth belly, At least one slap protruded abruptly.

It was as if he wanted to tear Nubian who was nailed to the bed to shreds!

If Ferna was an ordinary human woman, perhaps the blow just now would have broken her stomach, but Ferna shrunk her stomach indifferently and forced the claw back.

Obviously, the fourth devil king has a belly of extreme toughness and hardness.

Ah, what a healthy child! Fierna's beautiful face was full of evil. (to be continued ~^~)

PS:  I’ve been too tired these two days, and I don’t have much energy to write. It will be fine tomorrow, and I will try to update as much as I can. Please forgive me!