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- "Excuse me, Your Majesty, can I turn on the lamp for you?" A female official half-bent her knees. She asked carefully and softly. After Alex raised his head and gave her an approving glance, she quickly walked around to the other side of the extremely large desk and slowly hung down from the edge of the low ceramic table lamp shade. The metal cable was pulled up, and with a "pop" sound, the orange light suddenly illuminated the desktop of the writing desk and a small piece of carpet underneath - as well as the serious and calm face of His Majesty the King of Sardinia, and Her former Majesty Queen Maria's silver-white hair shines like polished metal under the light. Fine and even wrinkles occupy his forehead and the corners of his eyes, as well as the corners of his mouth, cheekbones and the deep grooves under his mouth. The shadow is particularly prominent - he has been losing weight in recent years, and the doctors have done a lot of examinations on him. The results show that he does not have any disease, but that his body and organs are aging according to natural laws - he is already ninety after all. Seven years old.
In fact, it may be inappropriate to continue to call him His Majesty the King, because Alexander Salieri Ferdinand had signed and issued his abdication edict thirty-five years ago - although the government and cabinet had already had a dispute before that. There were many vague hints, but when His Majesty the King actually stood in front of the live broadcast camera and read out the edict of abdication, it still shocked the whole world - if His Majesty Alexander is as hard to trust and agree with as His Majesty Ross, no matter who he is His abdication will not cause too big a stir at any time, but his performance during his more than two decades in power can only be described as admirable, and he is very thoughtful. Energetic and patient, in each case he carefully weighed the odds of success and combined careful analysis with a political intuition so attuned that it is difficult to distinguish from his resume. Look for errors and mistakes.
The people of Sardinia loved and supported him, but unfortunately this could not change his decision. However, people soon discovered that an abdication edict did not mean that their king had left them. His Majesty Alexander continued to stay in the capital and supported the provisional Government - The transition from a constitutional monarchy to a democratic constitution is not easy, and a respected king can play an immeasurable role in it - there are endless incidents of various sizes, including two that are enough to make the government The military coup that destroyed Sardinian politics overnight Therefore, after the brand-new government and Congress were finally completely stable and able to move forward without his support, in order to express their gratitude, the government did not touch a single cent of the property, honor, and property belonging to the royal family. Privilege But in addition to the Crown Castle and a barren island, Alex donated a large proportion of his income, as well as the royal palace and mansion that he ordered to be converted into a museum, to education in Sardinia. and charity,
People urgently need to call him His Majesty the King of Sardinia. On his birthday, coronation anniversary, and festivals, there is an overwhelming amount of small gifts and greeting cards piled on the edge of the drawbridge of the Crown Castle, waiting for the staff to come to collect and inspect. Finally, it was delivered to their beloved Majesty.
His only shortcoming is probably that he has never been married, the female officer thought, but he is still tall, tall, and handsome, with an indescribable charm, even though he is three times the age of an ordinary young man - Alec Si reluctantly took off his rimless glasses and gently massaged his eyebrows. The female official, who felt his cheeks were getting a little hot, then politely and regretfully stepped back - so as not to disturb his rest.
The door closed quietly, and the undead knight here immediately walked out from the shadow of the curtain. Wilderger had declared "death" decades ago. Under Felicia's power, people could not Seeing that he was still standing together with his brother - two beautiful and extremely similar skeletons, the undead knight tapped his teeth against each other behind the mask, and his cold and long laughter filled the room. The temperature dropped by half in an instant: "It's finally time? Alex," he snapped his fingers and summoned the nightmare.
"No, not today." Alex signaled the Necromancer Knight to take the nightmare back to his Necromantic Space. He made a gesture, and the power of the diamond retreated, and the appearance of an elderly human was as fast as a night in the sun. evaporation. The Lich raised his hand, admired his white and clean wrist bones, metacarpal bones, phalanges, radius and ulna before waving them, and the floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony suddenly opened with a sound. The undead passed through them, walked up to the balcony, pressed his hands on the railings, and overlooked the dark valley below. In a second or less, the undead knight's sensitive perception ability had already noticed that there was a huge thing. Approaching them at high speed.
An Aeolian pterosaur with a long neck like a flamingo and wings enough to cover a glider flew lightly past the Necromancer Knight's range of perception, and then stopped steadily on a decorative stone statue at the bottom of the balcony, and then gracefully It folded its wings on the ground - the two undead landed on its back as gently as feathers, and the undead knight stared at it intently.The wings are extremely slender and fragile compared to the body. The gray-black membrane between the wing bones is constantly flowing, emitting a cold smell that only negative energy can have.
"Let's go."
The Lich issued an order in his consciousness, and the pterosaur's slender legs slapped on the solid stone statue, spread its wings, and pounced into the boundless darkness.
***
The pterosaur was flying at high altitude, and the Necromancer stretched his fingers against the wind to feel the wind pressure to deduce the speed. It was about 400 to 600 miles per hour - this guy was obviously similar to an airplane in more than just its size.
When he retracted his hand, the pterosaur began to glide, hover, and prepare to land - the Necromancer Knight's "sight" was naturally not affected by the light. He recognized that the ancient monastery below was where Lily last lived and died. In that place, the pterosaur landed in the courtyard of the monastery, no louder than a leaf. The nuns had long gone to sleep, and there was only one spot in the entire monastery that was as bright as day.
It was a small chapel, with a completely transparent crystal glass coffin placed in front of the altar. Lily inside was wearing a nun's robe, with her hands clasped in front of her chest. Lying quietly inside, the sacred blood stone allowed her to spend seventy years without pain or illness. Time has not been able to overcome its power and leave traces on the face and body of the host - countless Before Lily's death, people came to worship this miracle in an endless stream. Lily, who had been recognized by the Holy See as a "saint", knew very well that she might not be able to sleep peacefully in the dark soil like her parents, so she just Before she died, she requested that all the fees for visiting her be donated to the various charitable funds she founded But even so the time was long enough, and the Lich stared at the mouth that could not be called a resting place in any case. The artifact slowly stretched out a hand, and the white bones stretched into the coffin as easily as a three-dimensional image, followed by Lily's clothes and body. When he touched the positive energy crystal, what he felt was almost Just like an ordinary person putting his hand into the molten iron, the lich paused briefly, grabbed it, and peeled it off the host's body.
The sacred stone was wrapped in heavy negative energy, and it let out a cry, but because its power has been continuously consumed for a long time-Although Lily will not show the holy relics in front of people, it does not prevent her from showing off in Alex. Under the protection and cover of X, he could recreate the forest, recreate the fertile fields, or expel the pollution from the entire land or river - after struggling for a while, the gem that had lost most of its power finally truly fell silent.
The Lich threw it into the night sky, and a little bat rushed down and grabbed it.
"You know how to deal with it, right?"
"Human beings and we are all troubled by the increasingly weak atmosphere." The little bat answered seriously. : ¡°Please allow us to thank you for your generosity.¡±
The undead just nodded and said nothing - he just did it casually, seeing that these little bats were at least quite competent members of the lawful evil camp - he turned around and focused his attention again. There was no change in Lily's body. The Lich put his hand into the coffin for the second time. The black mist with golden-green color spread inside the coffin, dispelling the positive energy that stubbornly occupied the dead body. Lily's body Shrinking and collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning the clothes and clothes into gray-white ashes.
The Lich made a gesture. The ashes in the coffin floated up, passed through the transparent glass coffin lid, gathered into lines in the air, and then wrapped around the immortal's left arm like a docile snake.
The immortal raised his right hand and touched the reptile made of ashes with the phalange of his thumb.
"I said," the undead said softly, pressing the "head" of the snake that kept shaking. "I won't let you be like this forever."
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The pterosaur soars into the sky, and the land of Sardinia gradually unfolds under its wings, while the lighting on the highway becomes the graceful runes on this scroll. After more than thirty years of unremitting construction, they have spread like a spider web. Every corner of Sardinia - the pterodactyl circled above the coastal highway for a week, flying to the southwest according to the master's order. When passing by the town cemetery where Lily's parents slept, the lich stretched out his hand and let the fierce wind carry him. She walked around the little snake that had been condensed from Lily's ashes. It lingered around the undead's hand bones for a while, and then threw itself into the deep night sky without hesitation - the blood and bones of her relatives were calling her - this person who had been lost for a long time. The little girl should go home.
A passenger plane flying at night roared past them, quickly disappeared, and became a bright point in the clear night sky - the white tail end of the plane was painted with lilies with dark bronze lines - this belonged to Salieri The family's passenger plane, Lich rubbed his teeth with his finger bones, seemed to have seen Salieri Aviation and Tourism Company and Sardinian Aviation Industry just two days ago.The company signed a purchase agreement for five e-178 jet aircraft The speed of the pterosaur accelerated. Before the light spot of the passenger plane completely disappeared in the Orion constellation, the undead people had already seen it almost buried in a piece of original vegetation. In the Salieri Manor, the black iron fence can no longer be seen, the white stone steps and paths can no longer be seen, the dark green hundred-leaf doors and windows can no longer be seen, only the familiar dark black tiles and the more familiar louver The stage remains intact - the paths of plant growth subtly avoid these places, and even the rocking chairs placed on the balcony do not have a vine that stretches out its branches to disturb it.
Before Sid Salieri left this world, he had given many seemingly unreasonable orders - the balcony and the rocking chair above were one example, and also his funeral. He did not allow his children to be given to Alec. Called by Si or Wildegg, none of them came to see Salieri after learning the news. This problem has been criticized by many people, but no one knows or is aware of it. His two younger brothers were by his side during his final days, just as they had been for Aunt Sonia.
To Salieri. Casting his last glance at the place where he helped himself take his first step into the world, the Lich ordered the pterodactyl to turn around. There was nothing worth staying there, neither for him nor for Wildegg.
Before the pterodactyl crossed the endless dark sea, the undead summoned the "throne". The shadow of this emerald that had been on the Sardinian coronation crown for thousands of years was just like Alex's shadow when he was alive, or in other words It is the template or epitome of a Sardinian man, even the white shirt and black trousers are exactly the same.
"I think you would like to see Sardinia again," said the Lich.
"It's very good," "Throne" said, with a slight sigh. He really didn't expect that this successor would have such a strong determination - even if he is no longer a human being, Sardinia's royal and divine power has remained unchanged for nearly half a century. Being firmly controlled by him, there may be pain, hard work and unspeakable anguish, but on the other hand, power, wealth, and prestige also reached their peak at the same time - he gave up and ended the card without any hesitation. Los Angeles vs. Ferdinand Dynasty: "It's going to be good, isn't it?"
"Of course." The undead replied, and the "Throne" threw a smile at him. Time was running endlessly. He didn't know when he had the ability to spy on the thread of fate, although only a little bit - the beginning of every master. And the end, unchangeable - whether wise or stupid; merciful or cruel; young or old; loved by the people or hated by the people This makes him Deeply tired. As for this master, he can only see the beginning, but not the end. Maybe, this will be a good thing.
***
"What are we going to do next?" The Necromancer Knight lay on his back on the pterosaur's back, biting a shriveled bone pulled out from somewhere between his teeth.
The Lich took a deep look at him and decided not to remind him that it was one of the bones closely connected with the cloaca of the pterosaur: "Old profession."
The Death Knight subconsciously pulled out the bones in his mouth, although there was no need to use his teeth and mandibles to communicate in his consciousness: "What's your job?"
"I'm good at it." Lich confirmed.
What is the thug¡¯s job?
"Robbery."
The undead said politely, completely ignoring the horrified eyes and distorted faces of the priests - the cross-shaped church building complex in the center of the Holy Principality was buried decades ago together with the most noble martyrs in the history of the world. In a "small ball" that was no bigger than the palm of your hand - the holy objects hidden in the original cathedral should also be among the burial objects as usual. This is also the case with the church's external rhetoric, but the immortals undoubtedly feel that they belong to the saints here. Positive energy fluctuations of things.
The Death Knight and his followers descended quietly with the pale mist of the night. The twisted long sword was jumping with the flame of black opal. It suddenly bloomed like a dark tulip, with devilish growth. The girl with double horns laughed loudly and rushed into the night sky before swooping down at a faster speed. With her wings full of wind, her seductive smile and the double-edged sword, she snatched the hidden holy object in one glance. The lives of dozens of ascetic monks in the hall - their most sharp weapon - are of no use to the salvation and purification of dark creatures to the Necromancer Knight and his soul building. The only advantage is probably to buy enough time. , so that the church¡¯s security force can arrive in time.
After the man-made disaster decades ago, with the help of donations from believers and funds from major banks in the world, the Old Testament Catholic Church quickly erected larger, more beautiful, and more solemn buildings on the original site. , the Pope with the shortest term, Holy Father Sri Lanka and his predecessor were also posthumously canonized as saints.?, and Lily are carved on the outer wall of the Holy Angel Cathedral - followed by tighter security, high-end facilities, and sufficient, well-equipped Holy See Guards - it is amazing It is a pity that the inhuman power that originally belonged to the church is not so easy to replenish. After the Knights Templar lost their leader, inspector general, and holy blood stone, the remaining knights gradually lost their special power of light, and Prior to this, due to some ulterior internal battles, 10% of the clergy who could exert power through the Bible and holy relics were consumed. Although the church has never stopped cultivating such personnel, the number of clergymen who can exert power through the Bible and holy objects has been rising in various places. The various religions that are flourishing have taken away a large number of future believers, and the remaining ones can hardly give them a firm belief enough to use holy objects - believers have more and more demands - if there are not still holy objects
"When were these holy objects taken out?" the skull hidden in the shadow of the hood asked hissingly, but obviously he did not expect the answer from others: "Before the man-made black hole appeared," he said The answer is, if there was no support from anyone, which organization would be able to dig such a deadly trap under the soil of the Holy See? The election of the pope is essentially a process of compromise between all parties. Since Sli is elected, the man who inherits the mantle of the previous pope, then everyone in the Holy Land is either a hopeless heretic or cannot be trusted. The hypocrite - "That's it" the Lich concluded. He stared at the nearby Ark of the Covenant. The cobalt blue diamond ornaments among the angels were as dark and deep as the eyes of the God of Death.
Tear gas filled the small room, and undead creatures hindered the attack of the security team members. After the vampires gradually severed their cooperation with the Holy See, it has been difficult for the Holy See to obtain undead creatures as training materials. No matter how determined they are, When brave believers suddenly encounter monsters that are only seen in horror movies, they will inevitably hesitate, panic, and behave at a loss. After someone yells something, the guards start shooting, and bullets are whizzing between the walls. , but the bodies of holy objects, lichs, and undead knights are covered with a colorless film, and weapons made by humans cannot harm them.
"It is indeed a real 'hope'." The undead stretched out his hand and gently pressed the blue diamond with his finger bones, "As long as you tell your wish and give the price, you will make it come true."
"Open the door to Toril for me."
***
In order to commemorate Edison, who invented the electric light, someone once suggested that the world turn off the lights for three minutes on his memorial day to commemorate his achievements. This proposal was ultimately rejected.
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The boy tremblingly stretched out his hand to the girl he liked, and stuttered about the invitation to dance. Before he could finish speaking, the lights around him flickered and went out.
After a vague commotion, the boy turned his head and found that everything was dark - this was unreasonable, not to mention the necessary power generation equipment in such places. In the event of a power outage or other circumstances, the backup power supply would be They will respond immediately, immediately, and without pause. Even if there is no emergency facility or there is a malfunction, then at the very least, the emergency lights and safe passage indicators will be on, instead of like now, it seems that everyone is there in an instant. Lost sight.
"What happened?" the girl next to him asked uneasily.
"It shouldn't be a big problem," the boy's voice was very calm in the darkness: "I remember walking a few steps along the bar to the door. He grabbed me and leaned against the wall, and we walked out slowly."
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The hospital's intensive care unit.
The doctor on duty sat in front of the monitoring desk and opened a newly delivered magnetic resonance spinal hydrography file. Before he could see the patient's name clearly, a sudden darkness enveloped him. His first reaction was He is temporarily comatose due to excessive fatigue - this kind of phenomenon will make people feel that black spots are constantly appearing in their field of vision. But his second reaction was to jump up.
It was not his body that had a problem, but the hospital's power supply "Damn it! What happened!" He shouted, "I need electricity!"
All the indicator lights of the instruments in the intensive care unit went out.
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A group of bastards happily took advantage of the sudden power outage in the "entire neighborhood" to rob a jewelry store where all alarms and security measures had failed.
They screamed and rushed out of the store, high-fiving each other for seizing this rare opportunity, rushing across the street and jumping into the car they had parked in the alley two hours ago.
¡°Come on,¡± one of the guys shouted, ¡°I saw someone running towards the police station.¡±
"That's stupid, why didn't they call?"
"Do you really hope that the police will come earlier?"""The speaker gave the idiot a slap in the face, "Why don't you drive?" "
The driver showed a puzzled expression: "It won't start - the car has no power." But he had just charged it this morning.
They scrambled to find the spare battery - it was dead, too.
The criminals decided to steal a car, but they found that none of the cars would start - there was no power.
When they were debating whether they should push the cart to start it, steal the bicycle or simply walk back on two legs, the police came over.
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The current of the entire plane is concentrating towards the center of the Holy Principality - Toril only has wind, fire, water, earth, positive and negative energy planes, and no electric element plane, but the Lich feels that if there is one, it is probably That's what it is now - a pure electrical elemental plane.
It¡¯s beautiful, it¡¯s strong, it¡¯s also scary.
After the invisible electric current falls from the sky, there will be a bolt of lightning rising from the sky, a hot, blue-white, dazzling lightning, which kicks off the thunderstorm. The lightnings all around were like heavy rain pouring down. In the first minute of the thunderstorm, there were 200 lightning strikes - almost 3 times per second. The speed and intensity continued to increase. The thunder had no gaps and lost the distinction between strong and weak. All the people who were still alive could not see it from their eyes. , blood flowed from the ears and the more fragile parts of the skin - before they were torn apart by lightning - to the undead's surprise, there was actually a man in red robes who could make a sound.
"Don't destroy this place" he wailed: "Don't destroy the sacred objects you are destroying the faith of 1.1 billion people!"
The smooth marble peeled off and broke inch by inch under the ravages of thunder and lightning. The undead's black robe rolled in the air waves caused by thunder and lightning, and bright red firelight danced in the depths of the black eye sockets, which was a place where light could not reach.
"Faith is not supported by this, even if it is" the undead said slowly: "Competition needs to be fair, doesn't it?"
He made a gesture, and the thunder and lightning came more rapidly. Finally, in the vision of the man in red, only the fatal light remained.
The side that the sun cannot take care of only remains darkness, while the side that is illuminated by the sun is also in panic due to the loss of "electricity".
In the central area of ??the Holy Principality, apart from holy objects and two undead creatures, only thunder and lightning remained. All matter is destroyed by the powerful energy created by humans.
If we must make a metaphor, the positive energy plane may be somewhat similar to it - "the eternal furnace of all things, a glorious realm that mortal eyes cannot truly see clearly. New matter and energy are constantly being born, and immediately resemble The swollen ripe fruits generally expand to their most complete state, which makes everything on the plane dance and fluctuate. Every point on the plane shines brightly due to the inner energy." But even some areas will be like The positive energy plane that explodes like the sun will not be as violent, chaotic, and full of attack power as the gathering place of thunder and lightning. It is difficult to control them, which means they cannot be used as a carrier of spells, but they are the most abundant and powerful in this plane. The power is enough to provide "hope" as a price.
Opening the plane of Toril - a brilliant color appears in the dazzling light. It rotates, slowly elongates, expands the scope, and finally forms a vortex that is flowing and transforming all the time.
A two-dimensional pool, which was gradually turning over, made a standard gesture towards the undead in the alien plane - the Lich, and touched the Undead Knight. After a slight fluctuation, the tall murderous weapon disappeared on the spot. The undead touched the opponent's hand and clasped it, then put the black opal into his body - getting lost while crossing the lottery pool is not something that can be solved by posting a missing person advertisement in the astral realm.
When the pouring angle of the color pool reached a certain position, it paused - and then, the power that the Lich was most familiar with poured into this plane.
? Magic! Thick, pure, endless original magic!
It is not bound up in magic nets or shadow magic nets, nor is it limited to scrolls or gems or armor. This is the first and most basic power of the high demonic plane. The Lich was pushed back by the surging magic just like the humans who were thrown out by the electricity before - he caught "Hope" in time, and at his call, Felicia stretched out her arms in the air , golden green coiled around his body, the goddess, fear guarded him, Kubahar became his most solid support, the wings of ice trembled uneasily in his body the lich gently brushed against it - ¡ªThe "real" Ice Wing records the path to Toril, where it cannot be damaged.
Increase in entropy - The Lich doesn't know whether the laws of this low-demon plane can be applied to the high-demon plane, but now he has at least confirmed one thing - like heat.?The flow of high-temperature objects to low-temperature objects is irreversible. In unknown tunnels, such as the one in front of you, the original magic power will flow unstoppably from the high demonic plane to the low demonic plane. The lich made a standard gesture and chanted. Reciting the incantation and taking a difficult step forward, the raw magical energy, which was countless times more violent than the electric current, poured directly into his body, tearing it apart and combining it with great interest - the Lich could feel that his body was incomparable. It has inevitably mutated - if this power enters the low-demon plane behind him, what consequences will it have?
Imagine that an ordinary sand lizard, after receiving enough magic, explodes into a foot that is hundreds of feet tall, with scales all over its body and huge bat-like wings. It likes to use lightning to roast camels and other prey directly. It has a strong A territorially aware blue dragon?
It is possible that even an amoeba can turn into a slime that spits acid
Felicia lowered her hands, and the power of faith hidden in her body exploded - every sincere shout, every jump of joy, every repeated name - the small strength of ordinary humans, gathered into a spear here , open the channel for him.
However, it is not easy. Just like the closer you get to the gate, the more turbulent and dangerous the water flow becomes. The torrent of magic will also become particularly violent where it enters. The lich only moved forward a small distance - Fei Licia's light dimmed, and if she persisted, she might break into pieces - the emerald green light flashed in response, and the "throne" appeared, and he replaced Felicia - who can say that the people's respect for the king is Isn¡¯t it a belief?
No not enough
The Lich can accurately calculate the result - if he gathers the turbulent flow of magic as originally expected, enters the pot and closes the channel the chance is not unusually small, he may even touch the edge of the pot. He will be torn apart by the tentacles of magic due to the failure of his power - then, he can still do it, just like when he came here, taking nothing with him except his soul and the wings of ice - the soul gem can be restored Searching, the same goes for the Necromancer Knight As for the magical turbulence pouring in here, as long as you wait for this channel to close naturally or temporarily form a balance, this place will return to the orderly era - although before that, the chaotic energy may Everything here will be changed
"There is another way, accept my divine fire." Kubahar said, "Accept the divine fire and condense the divine power before all the power of your faith is exhausted."
The Lich paused quietly: "If this is the case" The skull clicked twice mockingly: "I must stay here."
"After you accumulate enough divine power, you can still return to your plane. What you can do is very easy. You already have hundreds of millions of people who love you. You only need one or two miracles"
"How long?" The Lich shook his hood: "A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand yearsinfinite? A god and a demigod are two completely different concepts. Rules, you can't seduce or mislead me, I can see Get what I want¡±
The voice of the undead was hollow as never before: "Leaving Kubahar, I have done what you wanted me to do - rebuild faith in this low demonic plane. In just a few hundred or thousands of years, a new generation will be born. She is a god who maintains the balance of the entire plane - don¡¯t push her too far, otherwise I won¡¯t mind crushing her.¡±
"I really don't mind letting you take away the divine fire." This time it was the real Kubahar: "The death of a god can cause heavy rain, hurricanes, fires, earthquakes, the undead, if you use it properly , it is very possible to break through the turbulence of magic power and reach the other side."
¡°There¡¯s nothing to hesitate,¡± she encouraged: ¡°Come on!¡±
Come on The Lich held the round turquoise with a black thread. Its fluctuations were extremely stable and gentle, and all its defenses were removed. Even an ordinary person could easily crush it.
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The white finger bones are slowly adding strength Cracks have appeared on the bodies of "Felicia", "Goddess" and "Throne", and the "golden green" has also closed the narrow and bright reflective line.
Back to Toril!
***
"Time stands still."
All the pressure and torture suddenly disappeared - even with the strong will to pass the death roll, the Lich had to be in a daze for a moment in this extremely contrasting situation, so that he could not recognize the voice at the first time ¡ª¡ªDisregarding the special situation similar to the "Tongueless Man" for the time being, every mage has a clear and deep voice, which is as necessary as magic, but if the last syllable of the spell ends with There may only be one small turn and rise that will not cause the spell to fail or cause backlash.
"Shalafe." LichThe voice was deformed, and the skeleton's hand bones were grasped by a slender, beautiful, flawless hand. If we can appreciate this hand closely, we can see that this hand is obviously more powerful than a human being. Take out a piece of knuckle.
A hand belonging to an elf.
Gods and demigods are two concepts, as are demilich and demilich. Considering that my demilich mentor has existed for more than three hundred years longer than me, I have just tentatively stepped into the threshold of demilich. The lich tried his best not to pay attention to the turbulent flow of magic power that was instantly consolidated.
The demilich dragged out of the vortex and "sat" into the condensed magic turbulence, as if they were extremely soft and elastic down pillows - looking at his disciple up and down.
"Your new body looks great." He poked the Lich in the ribs.
Then he smiled a smile that could make all beings with a little bit of intelligence or instinct creepy, and made a standard gesture, and the colorful vortex leading to Toriel began to rotate in reverse, slowly shrinking - and closed.
"The new dimension you found is not bad either."
He said.
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