The battle in the human city was not interrupted by the darkness of the sky. After the sun shone again, the battle was over. The gang members who were caught off guard suffered all casualties, while the casualty ratio of the elves was very small, and even most of the injured were injured.
It was a female elf, and most of her injuries were caused by being vented in the past.
In the magic tower of the city lord's mansion, Heras was observing a fragment of a stone platform. The front of the stone was a smooth arc-shaped corner, and both sides adjacent to the corner were engraved with some extremely profound inscriptions.
Divine pattern.
Unless they are the legendary gods who are proficient in the knowledge of faith, they will not see anything unusual about this divine pattern.
But the powerful analysis and comparison ability of Herath's quantum brain immediately made him aware of the specialness of this divine pattern. His mind covered the knowledge of the entire family library. Relying on the analysis and comparison of the quantum brain one by one, he discovered this divine pattern.
Although the patterns looked very similar to the divine patterns of certain powers, in essence they had nothing in common with the various divine patterns he knew.
"There is always something in common between the divine patterns of various powers. Even the divine patterns of different powers in different planes also have some common textures." Heras muttered, and he suddenly came up with an idea that made him
With a chilling thought, "Then there is only one explanation for this situation...could this be a taboo mark?!"
The forbidden pattern does not belong to any power in any plane. In fact, it is a forged divine pattern, which was forged by the most powerful legendary gods with their profound knowledge of faith to deceive the gods! Once it is engraved with a link
into some kind of whole, not only will it not trigger any powerful divine order
, on the contrary, it will produce the ability to interfere with the induction of the gods, but only the top beings among the legendary gods can understand and carve this texture. Use this forged divine pattern to steal the divine power from the godhead of the gods, and even
Steal the god-given soul from the god king's godhead, and even worse, seize the godhead!
However, the Riolan family is a magic family after all. The family library only provides a broad introduction to the knowledge of faith. Although it covers a wide range of areas, it is not detailed. These books are only included to allow the family's mages to prepare for battles.
Can effectively fight against those favored by gods.
Due to the insufficient database, Heras, even with the analysis and summarization capabilities of the quantum brain, could not tell which god these taboo patterns were carved for. However, what he could confirm was that the forged divine patterns in front of him must be for
A certain god-king! The god-like units range from simple to complex, and the complexity of this texture can already be compared with some of the more complex god-like units of the Bloody King.
Heras touched the fragments of the stone platform with his hands. It was made of very ordinary granite. This is also the biggest difference between the magical array and the magic array. The magical array does not have any requirements for the materials arranged and only relies on the connection to form a whole.
The power communication function generated by the divine patterns is equivalent to letting the order of divine power of the corresponding gods do it for them. The magic circle relies on its own energy and the rules imitated by the magic pattern lines to operate, and has extremely strict requirements for materials.
.
Therefore, spell casters must rely on money to maintain their studies and research, and even if the blessed ones are very poor, they can still show great power. Therefore, there are only ascetic priests in this world, and there are absolutely no ascetic mages...
..
Just when Herath's fingers touched the fragment of the stone platform, the death gray torrent flashing in the black fragment in the Ring of Isolation shrank for an instant, and the amplitude was not small, but it immediately returned to its original state.
"Sure enough, this is a stone that fell from the central altar of a certain magical array. That magical array should have some kind of sealing effect on the black fragment in the ring of isolation..." Hera
Si had a guess, but he still had no idea what these things were about.
The central altar of the divine magic array is equivalent to the energy-guiding center of the magic array, but the central altar still does not have any requirements for materials. Herath guessed that the black fragment was originally sealed in the central altar, and then gradually the center
The granite of the altar is dyed with the property of absorbing divine power. However, there are still some unexplainable aspects to this speculation, such as the unknown
The magical array is drawn with forged divine patterns, and it should not be able to communicate with any power. So where does the energy of the seal come from? There cannot be a top legendary divine favored person who has always maintained it.
Follow the operation of the Forbidden Pattern Divine Magic Array... In Heras's knowledge, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to do such a thankless thing.
Using forbidden patterns to engrave magical arrays has three purposes: stealing divine power, stealing divine souls, or seizing divine power. If you want to seal something, those legendary gods who are already at the top of their game can do it.
There are plenty of means, and there is no need to risk being discovered by the gods to do such a thing.
"Sir, the textures carved on the fragments of the stone platform do not have any energy fluctuations at all. We have already checked that the stone's ability to slowly absorb divine power has nothing to do with those textures." Edwin saw that Heras had been silent.
He reminded me behind his back.
Of course I know it has nothing to do with it. This characteristic is dyed by that black fragment that I don’t know what it is. Do I have to tell you this? After Heras cursed, he then broke the stone platform into pieces and the other few did not draw textures.
He broke off some gravel from the section and handed it to the two necromancers.
"Use these gravels to experiment carefully according to the steps I told you, and record the data completely and give it to me. I will use this to improve the formula." Heras calmly ordered the two necromancers, and then put the stone platform
Collect the broken pieces and quickly walk out of the magic tower.
At the door of the city lord's mansion, Glalenya was tearfully treating the injured. One unfortunate female elf's lower body was even torn to a fatal degree, and she had lost too much blood and fell into a coma.
After struggling to recover from the female elf's wounds, Glalenya finally couldn't resist the fatigue of overdrafting her divine power, and her feet were about to collapse to the ground, but Clarence supported her in time.
Priest Luna struggled to free herself from her brother's support, prayed for a while, and prepared to continue using the healing spell. However, her eyes rolled up as soon as she raised her hand due to her depleted power, and she almost fainted.
"Don't do this, okay...Glalenya..." Clarence said helplessly while holding his sister, with a hint of guilt in his voice.
"Did you give the order?" Glalenya asked coldly, leaning on her brother's shoulder as if she was out of strength.
"You always knew our situation..." Clarence sighed and tried to explain.
"No! I don't know! Even if you have to sell yourself... there must be a limit! You even let a child like Peyana who is not yet an adult..." Glalenya
Finally unable to suppress her grief and anger, she cried softly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes like beads, and soon wetted Clarence's shoulders.
"Look at that elf...his name is Abel, and kneeling next to him is his lover, Loki." Clarence did not refute, nor did he excuse himself. He pointed calmly at a seriously injured and dying elf in front of him.
Said, the elf had a deep wound from the neck to the ribs, and warm blood was constantly pouring out. This kind of injury could not be cured with the treatment potion of Sinvasa's Wrath, and a disheveled female elf was kneeling.
Weeping beside him.
Seeing this, Glalenya struggled to walk over, but before she could stand upright, she staggered again and fell on Clarence's shoulders.
"You have reached your limit, Glalenya." Clarence covered his sister's sight with his hands to prevent her from witnessing the elf dying in front of him. His voice was quite calm. He had seen too many people since he was expelled from the empire.
Death can hardly stir up any ripples in my heart.
"But what I have to say is that if you had saved some divine power just now and treated the elves who were not seriously injured with potions, Abel would not have died." Clarence said a little coldly, "Those women who dedicated their bodies
Elf, there are many injuries that are not serious, but you wasted most of your divine power on them, causing the death of the seriously injured people who really needed your treatment. Why did you do this? Do you think those female elves were hurt more?"
At this time, Luo Qi's crying suddenly stopped. She hugged her lover's lifeless body and kissed Abel's blood-stained lips tightly.
"You just treated Loki, Glalenya, do you remember? She just had a little bruise on her lower body, but you wasted a healing spell, and now her lover is about to die, I think this
The psychological trauma she caused is far greater than the bruise below.
Qing." Clarence didn't care that his sister's shoulders were shaking more and more as she sobbed, "There is nothing more important to us than living. There are not many things worth cherishing. Only by living can we grasp those things.
There’s not much left.”
"If they hadn't sacrificed their bodies, there would have been many more tragedies like this today. Glalenya, there is no empire to protect us anymore. Keeping these elves alive is the only thing we can do...
.Nothing else is important in comparison!" After speaking, Clarence gently hugged the Luna Priestess and said in her ear, "Unless you are strong enough, you must not violate the laws of the empire, my dear
My sister, especially after seeing this!"
Glalenya didn't speak, but nodded vigorously. She pulled away Clarence's palm that covered her sight, wanting to watch the last moments of Abel's life passing away, but her eyes caught sight of Abel walking out of the magic tower.
The Amarr scholar had a very gloomy expression, as if he was troubled by some difficult problem.
Heras also saw the Luna priestess who was on the verge of collapse, crying on her brother's shoulder. In front of her was a dying elf being kissed forcefully by her lover.
Seeing this, Heras roughly guessed the cause and effect of the matter. He put away the gloomy look on his face, took out a bottle of powerful healing potion prepared by the Riolan family, walked up to the dying elf, and poured the bottle of
The potion of the breath of life was poured into the horrific wound on Abel's chest.
This expensive potion carefully prepared by the alchemy room of the ancient magic family is many times more effective than the healing potion of Sinvasa's Wrath. Abel's entire wound immediately stopped bleeding and slowly squirmed and healed.
After a while, Abel murmured and opened his eyes with difficulty. Only then did Luo Qi realize her lover's condition. She hugged Abel excitedly and cried uncontrollably: "The King of Eternal Night is here.
!Thank you for your supreme authority to save him..."
"I am neither the King of Eternal Night, nor do I have any authority..." Heras couldn't help laughing when he heard the words. Loki raised his head following the sound, staring blankly at the Amarr who suddenly appeared, and was very surprised.
She quickly reacted, gently put down Abel, and then crawled to the feet of Heras and wanted to kiss his toes. This was the highest etiquette of an elf.
However, Herath had already walked towards Glarenya. He was not used to being treated like this.
"Thank you very much for your selfless help, Scholar Emma..." The tragedy that was about to happen was prevented. Glenlenya felt much better. She suppressed her tears and sincerely thanked Heras.
said, and Clarence also bowed solemnly.
"In return, I hope you can take me into the Elf Empire as soon as possible. I will prepare the improved ointment soon." Heras accepted their thanks calmly.
"Of course, it's a pleasure to return home with you." Glalenya wiped the tears from her eyes and said from the bottom of her heart.
"Clarence, how do you want to control this city in the future? Without high-level power, Rika City will sooner or later be taken over by another force." Heras reminded.
"The knowledge accumulated by the president is enough. As long as he obtains the city's tax revenue, he can immediately purchase the corresponding materials and start preparing for the coordination test of the high-level promotion circle. After this battle, I am not far away from the high-level promotion circle."
"It's time." Iniya walked out of the mansion and said with graceful steps. She had just washed her whole body and tied her body with a loose silk bathrobe. Her hair that had not yet dried was draped casually on her shoulders.
, exuding a fresh fragrance.
"We are really lucky that you can come to Rika City, so that these elves can finally live a stable life... although I don't know how long it will last." Aenea walked to Hera with her legs staggered.
In front of Si, he bowed in awe and bowed, the whiteness on his chest clearly revealed through the loose silk bathrobe.
Heras looked at the scenery happily and couldn't help but joke: "Aenea, I seem to see a few teeth marks on it?"
"If you don't mind, you can add a few more. I can bite more than just here..." Iniya maintained the saluting posture and gently put her hands on her chest, with a kind of intoxicating maturity.
Feng Yun invited seriously.
"Sorry...I have a toothache recently." Heras tugged at the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter smile. He couldn't help but reflect on himself. He actually went to tease a royal sister. This is really reckless.
"It's not a problem, Scholar Emma, my teeth don't hurt..." Aenea straightened up after hearing this, smiled and showed her neatly white teeth arranged like delicate shells, staring at Heras's belly.
Said elegantly.
"Okay! Aenea, don't pollute my sister's ears!" Clarence heard her words getting more and more outrageous, and couldn't help but loudly stopped the elf female knight's next words.