vrcanaries Chapter 385 Lian is still a child
Chapter 385 Lian is still a child
Just like Ivan before, Lian looked around in confusion when she fell from mid-air to the grass.
Kong Er and Zack were already standing on the periphery, looking curiously at the elven gods in the distance, somewhat at a loss.
The orcs and the natives of the star realm have a keen sense of danger, and any one of those busy gods can be turned into ashes.
The priests Larriel and Nimia looked around with great excitement.
They are closer to the gods, and their worship of them far exceeds their fear of them.
Especially Nemea, who was breathing heavily in an exaggerated manner.
Strictly speaking, this female drow, who is a descendant of the high elves, seems to want to fill her lungs with the air of the elven kingdom.
Lian did not have the same careful thoughts as the priest. She held the small round shield in front of her and placed the scimitar on top of it, ready to thrust forward at any time.
When Alvin fell, no other god suddenly appeared in front of him except Solonor who noticed the human rolling to his feet.
But just as Lian got up, an elf who was almost twice her height and wearing hollow armor came close to her face.
"I really didn't expect that..."
Before Lian could react, the high elf who was good at close range attack pressed the tip of the scimitar with the tip of his finger, easily stopping Lian's scimitar thrust.
The tall elf half squatted and looked at Lian's face carefully. His deep eyes could almost see through Lian's soul.
After looking at her for a long while, he spoke to Lian in a happy yet somewhat worried voice.
"I actually got to see my two granddaughters on the same day!
But little one, you came at a really bad time."
Ivan, who was still discussing the next move with Labelas in the distance, also immediately noticed this side.
A hint of joy flashed across his face, but he quickly frowned.
Alvin didn't have the ability to move as fast as the wind like Corellon, so he could only jog all the way to Lian and the others.
"What are you running over here for?"
Seeing that this perverted human still had his hands and feet, Xiao Lian's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell.
"Hoohoo...Brother-in-law! I'm glad you're okay!
I secretly heard my mother say that if Grandpa Corellon found out that you were a pervert and had ambiguous relationships with several goddesses, he would probably chop you into seven or eight pieces..."
"what?
Several goddesses?"
Hearing this, Corellon slowly stood up and stared at Ivan with a bad face.
“In Xiling’s memory, wasn’t there only one new human god from the Fourth Era?
Human boy, tell me the truth - how many times have you let Xiling down?"
The Elf Lord, who felt his blood pressure soaring, had completely forgotten that he could read Lian's mind and figure out who the several goddesses this little guy was talking about were.
And Ivan in front of him was even more confused.
"Ambiguous?
Lian, you shorty, tell me, who am I having an affair with?"
“A lot!
The Morgan girl from the orcs...
Many late nights, I heard you hiding in a tree hole in the gray forest, whispering her name!
And the statue you kissed, Lal...
This goddess even sent you a clone to sleep with her! You made her sweat profusely when she was in Nield!
Then there is the human goddess from a few days ago...
My mother said, you almost tortured her to death! My mother and I saw it with our own eyes!"
Seeing Lian's vague explanation, blood vessels began to burst on Ivan's forehead.
Corellon next to him opened his mouth wide and looked at Ivan in disbelief.
"Human boy, you actually did such an unspeakable thing to another human goddess in front of my daughter and my granddaughter...
Lian is still a child!!!"
……
Before cutting Ivan into pieces, the furious Corellon used his abilities to learn from Lian's memory what she meant by "ambiguity".
This elven god, who had lived for who knows how many years, looked at Lian and then at Ivan with a strange expression.
His granddaughter is completely different from Xiling.
Xiling's heart is full of reason and intelligence, as well as a kind heart towards all things, which are all the advantages inherited from Eilistraee;
But Lian... this little girl has perfectly inherited Eilistraee's ability to be funny and spread rumors...
What on earth did I do to raise my daughter like that...
Now the consequences are all on the granddaughters.
Just as the mortal creatures that emerged from the portal began to gather together and ask about Ivan's well-being;
The team that launched this round of external raids from the Elf Kingdom returned to the Kingdom with flashing white light.
“Those…are all gods?
Why are they glowing so brightly?"
Lian, who had just been scolded by Alvin and was pouting in anger, was immediately attracted by the group of seriously injured elves.
“That’s a jump…
The gods often use this method of travel in the astral world."
The silver-haired Labellas looked at the returning team and counted them several times in succession, with an expression of undisguised sadness on his face.
“Human boy, your method better work.
There have been too many meaningless sacrifices like this..."
Ivan stood up and walked over to the elf who was already showing signs of aging.
“Their sacrifice will not be in vain.
Once the other party senses the large-scale withdrawal of the Elf God, I am afraid his actions will become more intense.
We can only rely on continuous attacks to overwhelm the enemy and prevent them from interfering with the evacuation of the main force...
By the way, is the second team ready?"
Labelas still looked at the group of injured elves with a sad expression, but immediately made a gesture of readiness.
As an observer, he is very different from Heim, the former human god's Eye of Observation.
It is said that when that powerful god observes the world, no matter what he sees, he will not feel any emotion.
But Labelas could never bring himself to give up his emotions.
The once glorious Elven Kingdom, the Elven pantheon that opened the Second Age, has been reduced to just over a hundred gods after several rounds of civil war.
I wonder how many Elven Gods will survive this time...
Seeing the desolation on Labelas' face, Ivan also felt a little uncomfortable.
He didn't expect that just by extending the duration of this round of attack a little, nearly two-thirds of the attack team would be killed.
Ivan is not a cold-blooded person.
Neither the education he received on Blue Star nor his original upbringing could make him indifferent to life.
But at the moment, if we want to ensure the safe evacuation of other elves and gods, I am afraid that such high-loss attacks will have to be carried out several times.
"I'll go find Corellon to open the passage...
Mr. Labelas, please let the second team start the action..."