vrcanaries Chapter 460 Hunting and Devouring
Chapter 460 Hunting and Devouring
"Hunting? Devouring?"
Lovita's mouth formed an O shape, and the spikes on her body trembled a few times.
"That's right, we eat them right after we catch them... literally.
Otherwise, why do you think I had to go to find that pervert Ivan -
I was planning to eat him...but that pervert sucked away most of my divine power..."
"Eat? Are you eating people?
Wait...you're still planning on eating Alvin?"
Leila crossed her legs and seemed to have thought of something terrible, and she hugged her shoulders unconsciously.
"Yes, eating people.
In the first hundred years, most of the incarnations exhausted their divine power in order to gain control of the human kingdom.
So, Tyr proposed a very tempting plan.”
Having said that, Leila paused and looked at Lovita's current appearance thoughtfully.
"Remember the group of humans who founded Istar?"
"Ishtar... a human from the Second Age?"
“That’s right, that group of humans seemed to have appeared out of thin air in this plane, completely different from the primitive people of the same period who could only light fires in caves.
Even those of us who have ascended to God in the Third Age cannot solve the mystery of Ishtar.
In the 130th year of the main plane, Tyr discovered the ownerless divine power hidden in the blood of the remnants of mankind. He believed that the remnants of Istar were the first original humans to appear.
Therefore, in order to restore our divine power, Tyr led the first hunt for the original humans..."
Leila is not an evil person. Her camp is neutral and she never believes that there is absolute goodness and pure evil in the world.
But when she got a bowl of soup full of rich divine power from Tyr, this deceitful goddess who thought she had a bad temper showed hesitation for the first time.
"Do you know that after those primitive humans were processed by Tyr, just a bowl of soup can give us the divine power of ten thousand believers praying collectively for a month -
That’s right, it’s divine power, not the power of faith that needs to be transformed and processed.”
After hearing this, Lovita was completely confused and began to doubt whether she was the god who belonged to the kind side.
Although he could inflict spikes and whips on his believers without blinking an eye, he had never treated any intelligent creature as food.
"Then during these ten thousand years..."
Lovita couldn't help but blurt out, but she soon saw Leila's expression and tried to take back the question.
The fraudulent girl was already pale at this time, but she still suppressed her discomfort and told Lauvita the answer she wanted to know.
"About every hundred years, we hunt a family of original humans.
When luck is better and the family has a large population, Tom will find a way to keep those humans in the royal family's underground secret room.
Haha... most of those ancient nobles in the kingdom actually have the blood of original humans.
Sometimes, Tyr would take out the land and property owned by the nobles as a reward for the innovation needed for the kingdom's rule...
To be honest, Lovita, I, a goddess of fraud, am nothing in front of those real politicians.
Maybe I am really just like you said, I can only be a prankster goddess..."
Clearing her throat and suppressing the strange feeling in her throat, Lovita asked Leila word by word.
“Tell me, Leila.
How powerful are Tyr's group of gods who descended to the world now?"
The Deception Goddess still hugged her shoulders tightly, without looking up or making any other movements.
It was a long time before Lovita heard a mosquito-like response.
"The number of original humans devoured by Tyr is at least a hundred times more than mine."
……
The battle of Breath of the Moon Sea soon subsided.
After more than 10,000 years, humans once again witnessed the dark elves' warlike prowess and terror.
There were less than a hundred dark elves that emerged from the underground entrance, and all of them were reserve members of the city guards who had not followed Iris to the astral realm.
This group of dark elves, who may have just embarked on the professional path, used those bizarrely shaped short sticks to cast almost endless low-level spells.
The dark elves seem to be more accurate than their distant relatives on the surface.
Those spells never failed.
A small number of human cavalry were undoubtedly lucky. They were blown into the sky by the oncoming fireballs, lost consciousness in the blink of an eye, and entered eternal darkness.
And more cavalry is very pathetic.
Their bodies were made stiff by those unknown pink balls, but their consciousness was still active and they even retained their vision.
The cavalrymen who were hit by the pink spherical spell could only watch as the dark elves ran to their side and slowly took off their armor, even the armor on their horses.
Then, when he had nothing left, he was willing to push his stiff body into the rushing Miral River.
The magician Shani excitedly dragged a whole breastplate and ran to the "big sister" with difficulty.
Percy, who was standing stupidly nearby, was so shocked by the power of the short girl that he couldn't move.
You have to know that a set of standard armor from the human kingdom, even if only the breastplate part, is close to the weight of a dark elf;
The registration requirement for the Kingdom Knights is to be able to wear full body armor weighing up to 150 pounds for a long time.
"Big sister! Big sister!"
Shani, sweating profusely, shouted excitedly.
“Guess what I found?
These extravagant human knights were actually wearing plate armor made of mithril!
Mithril!"
Iris, who happened to focus her attention on her clone, laughed disdainfully.
It's just mithril, there's nothing to be surprised about.
My father, who was an alcoholic and beat my mother, had so many wine bottles made of mithril that I don’t know how many bottles he had.
etc--
Iris's consciousness instantly returned to the Elf Courtyard. She opened one eye and stared at Ivan, scaring the human who was scratching his head with Paul into trembling.
Then, Iris regained consciousness and spoke hurriedly to Shani.
"Quick! Notify all the sisters to collect all these armors made of mithril!
Hahahaha!
How come I almost forgot what that pervert is best at! "
Feeling that the "big sister"'s attitude had made a 180-degree turn, Percy suddenly became even more stunned.
However, when he heard the word "pervert", he habitually thought of a childhood friend of Lord Xuman.
What perverts do best... Magical metal...
Percy felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, so he scratched his head hard and accidentally scratched away the inspiration.