Broad World

"I am very happy to help you, my master. Top-point-novel..."

The two points of cold light in Kangs' eyes soared instantly, and at the same time the eight soul gems exuded a bright light. It opened its mouth and laughed wildly and shouted: "Hahahahahaha! Go! Go and kill all those beholders! Leave none! Use your blades to shred all the living things and let death completely cover this land."

As soon as the voice fell, all the undead creatures stood up, quickly left the cave, and advanced towards the beholder's lair in front. One of the death knights patted his armor and began to sing an old ballad:

"We are from the dark! It is a cold body."

"We are cast aside by the sun and can only live in the tomb."

"There is no happiness, no warmth, no relatives, we are a group of tortured souls."

"Pain! Sadness! Anger! We will never compromise with destiny!"

"Come on! Death. We will spread you to every corner of the world."

"We are the dead, fearless and indomitable."

...

Hearing this sad song, Henry closed his eyes for a while, then turned his head and asked: "It's a great piece, but why have I never heard it before?"

"This is a song full of curses. If the living dare to sing it, they will begin to transform into the undead within a week. No matter what kind of magic or magic, they cannot stop the whole process. Therefore, in the world of the living Almost no one knows." Congers obviously knew the Song of the Dead very well, and made a detailed introduction without even thinking about it.

Henry felt the weird magic in the tune, nodded gently and asked: "Song of the Curse? I think the creator is not a mortal."

"This is not quite clear. Some people say it was created by the ancient **** of death Jego. Others say it was the demon king. The undead emperor-Orcus. In short, the creator must have mastered the mystery of death. Otherwise, it will not be at all. It is possible to incorporate the rules of death into the song. I have tried to crack the secrets, but in the end I found nothing. Maybe only the real **** of death can understand the meaning."

Congos' voice showed strong unwillingness and anger. Obviously, he was so worried about not being able to complete the cracking, and he still couldn't let it go until now.

"Don't worry, no matter what kind of secret it is, there will be the day when it will be revealed. Behave well, and when this journey is over, I invite you to participate in an experiment. The object of the experiment is God." When the last word was said , Henry suppressed his voice extremely low, except for the demilich around him, no one else could hear it.

He had made up his mind to dissect the body of the saint of Amanata immediately after killing Joan Arenikas to see how the gods are different from mortals.

As his own strength gets stronger and stronger, he can foresee that the days of head-on conflict with the gods are getting closer and closer. If he doesn't hurry up and accumulate more cards, he will be in a hurry. Especially the lost lady Shar who had been hiding in the dark and spying on her, she felt like a thorny back.

"God!" When Kangos heard this word, the golden skull couldn't help but tremble. The cold light in his eyes skyrocketed instantly. Although he couldn't make any expressions, the intense emotion was revealed through tiny details.

As a demi-lich standing undead. Congers has explored too many secrets and endless planes, and ordinary research is not of interest to him. But gods are different. As one of the ultimate beings in the multiverse, these guys have too many mysteries, and no spellcaster can resist such temptations.

"Master, please allow me to express my most sincere thanks to you. Please rest assured, whether it is a beholder, a heart-deeper, or a dark elf, all enemies who dare to stand in your way will be wiped out one by one." After speaking, Kangs directly led all the members of the inner ring out of the cave and headed straight towards the eye demon's lair. He couldn't wait to kill all the enemies at this moment, and then quickly began to study the subject of gods.

Glancing at the empty cave, Henry stood directly behind Corby and said: "I entrust you with a task. Go to the lair to find the Elder's Eye, kill it, and then bring the body back intact."

"Follow your orders." The Balo Flame Demon bowed on one knee and then spread his huge wings to chase the undead army in front of him. Like all demons, he is also eager to kill and destroy. Although devouring flesh and soul can not increase power, it can produce a strong sense of pleasure.

Soon, after Bertram's legendary magic "Terror Deep Cold" was released, the warm constant temperature of the dark region was broken. The strong cold wind mixed with a lot of hail and snowflakes instantly swept all the nearby areas, and it dropped below zero in just a few minutes, and a thin layer of frost formed on the ground and stalagmites.

After more than ten minutes, the snow at the entrance of the cave had accumulated half a meter thick, and many underground creatures could not adapt to this sudden change, and began to die one after another.

But this is just the beginning. "Terror and Deep Cold" is a legendary magic of natural disasters. It lasts for dozens of hours. When it is over, the ambient temperature will be unimaginably low, even those living in cold regions. Barbarians can't resist, let alone these underground creatures that are intolerant of cold.

But Congers has not so much patience to wait any longer now. Forty minutes after the blizzard, he launched a total offensive. First, the bone golem opened the way, followed by the death knight, then the dead-eye tyrant, and finally the terrifying liches. Such a powerful lineup instantly broke through the defensive line under the magic cloth with the momentum of destruction, and then began a fierce tunnel battle.

In order to let his son have a more intuitive understanding of these monsters, Henry directly took out a crystal ball and watched the battle inside. As he expected, after entering the lair, the resistance of the beholders suddenly became fierce. Countless magical rays flashed back and forth in the narrow passage. The six powerful death knights had not had time to charge. It was dissociated into green powder.

"This...this is the power hidden by you?!!! This...this is the truest side of the world?!!!" Allen widened his eyes and muttered softly.

He couldn't believe what countless people called the Lord of Wisdom. The father who allows countless people to live a happy life. It even holds a huge army of undead creatures. And there are several liches working for it. This scene completely subverted the boy's worldview, and the ongoing battle also made him understand how dangerous this land is.

The beholder who was still shooting a deadly ray in the last second, the death knight and the skeletal golem that rushed up may fall to the ground in the next second, smashing the corpses in chaos. The seemingly invincible giant skeleton warrior may be blown to pieces by unknown magic in the blink of an eye. The distance between life and death is so close that only the truly strong can guarantee their safety.

Henry quietly put a coat made of winter wolf skin on his son, then smiled and asked, "How is it, do you understand something now?"

Allen rubbed his cold blue face vigorously. He replied in a very surprised tone: "Really... terrible... Compared with them, the war on the surface is really not worth mentioning. It is really hard to imagine what would happen if such a monster appeared on the surface, and would humans be affected by it? And perish?"

"Haha! You worry too much. The world on the ground is much stronger than the underground, at least in high-end power. Think about the organizations I told you. Which of them is weak? Which one is not strong? Legendary professionals sitting in town? It’s just that these guys hide their true power most of the time, and the confrontations between each other are carried out in the dark, so those wars seem so ridiculous, in fact, the real war has already been there. It's over privately." Henry ruthlessly exposed the secrets that countless organizations tried to hide.

Just like what I said just now, in the Faerun continent where wars are frequent. High-end strength determines the final success or failure. Conspiracy and miracles are usually triggered by the whims of some big people, such as gods, such as a powerful spellcaster, or a certain extremely boring dragon.

In short, they interfere by manipulating their believers, servants or subordinates, just like playing chess, indulging in the pleasure of playing with the fate of others.

"What do you mean...Most people are just chess pieces, unconsciously controlled by gods or other powerful creatures?" Allen asked with fear. He suddenly discovered that the world he lives in is so terrible, conspiracy, betrayal and deception are almost everywhere, and they are impossible to guard against.

"Of course, son, if you don't want to be a chess piece, then try to become stronger until you become a chess player to manipulate the fate of others." After finishing Henry, he touched his son's head encouragingly.

Allen took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then raised his head and asked very seriously: "Father, I want to know how you protected yourself before becoming a chess player?"

Hearing such a question, Henry laughed happily, pointed to Robert who was standing aside and said, "Have you seen? That is my support, an intelligence network as large as the Harpist Alliance and the Santarin Association. As long as it is large If you can get accurate news at the first time, you can deal with it in advance. This is the only secret."

Speaking of this ~www.NovelMTL.com~, he suddenly stopped, turned around and ordered his thieves leader: "From now on, I will allow Alan to have Level 3 permissions and share some information with him."

"Understood, I will communicate this matter after I go back." Robert's answer was concise day by day, without any hesitation, he agreed directly. In his opinion, the three-level authority is not a big deal, as long as it is not the first-level and special-level authority, it is not worth personal attention at all.

"Father, what is the third-level authority?" Allen asked curiously.

Henry smiled and explained: "Level 3 authority means that you can get limited help in the towns covered by the intelligence network. For example, to inquire about a person's background, spy on the recent events in the area, look for an item or It is the legend of the relics, looking for rare animals and plants, etc. I believe that you will be able to use it in your future travels."

————————————————————————————————

Bow to thank 463873068, Black Puppet Master, Phoenix Ice Soul, Old Glasses and other book friends for their monthly tickets, and thank 520052005200 for the reward. (To be continued...)