The knight in the abyss

Chapter 878 The Trident

"I know." Medusa took a deep breath, "But you don't know that the souls of 'monsters' like me have been cursed and are of little value to divine beings, so they won't pay attention I wasted energy on us... All I ask is to introduce me to a true God, as for what He needs me to do, or how to test me before he is willing to help, I don’t need you to intervene.”

"And this is the reward you asked for to help?"

"Yes. That's fair."

Lancelot and his partners looked at each other, but no one objected.

"Will any true god do?"

"...cannot be a god of the evil alignment."

"Of course." Lancelot shrugged, "But you trust me that much?"

"I can see that you're one of those fools who always keep their promises."

"I took that as a compliment." Lancelot shook his head with a smile, "So... OK, deal."

"...Thank you." Medusa spat out these two words with great difficulty. "I should have nothing to do here. Goodbye, Sir Lancelot. When we meet next time, remember to fulfill our agreement."

"Please stay a little longer, madam." Lancelow shook his head with a light smile, "We don't need to wait until next time."

"What do you mean?"

"A true god will come to this place soon, and... as far as I know, his camp is not evil, and he is absolutely capable of fulfilling his promise to you." Lancelow turned his head to look at the restless half-elf, "Ready Are you ready, my friend?"

"Of course, we've been waiting for a long time." Tanya's expression became excited, "Let's get started."

Lancelot nodded, and pointed the black and green trident in his hand at the half-elf.The end of this mysterious weapon began to squirm and split, as if some kind of aquatic creature relying on its tentacles to prey opened its mouth, and spit out head-sized, colorful crystals from it, while the half-elf stood there devoutly, letting it go The accumulation of crystals drowns itself.

The crystal spit out from the trident has long exceeded the volume of the long-handled weapon itself, and this is one of its many magical properties-it can store items like a dimension bag.According to Lancelot's spiritual perception, the space inside the trident is not too much, just equal to the volume of the drained small lake in front of him, and the disappeared lake water is in the space of the trident.

As the owner of the trident, he can manipulate the trident to swallow any objects (of course not too large), and can spit them out at any time.In other words, the trident can also be used as a water gun, spraying a black lake of water from it.Lancelow guessed that this liquid still has the characteristics of Styx river water, splashing on creatures will cause the target to lose their memory for several hours to several days, which will be very useful when dealing with mage enemies, after all, they forget to prepare Spells are equivalent to losing the ability to cast spells, and on the battlefield, a mage without the ability to cast spells...can he still be called a mage?
The crystals were piled up to the height of a small mountain. Everyone had seen a similar situation in the dragon's nest, but the dragon preferred to use gold coins.When the last crystal was spit out, Lancelot put away the trident and signaled the others to back away.

"And then?" Brutal asked curiously, "What shall we do next?"

"It's up to Tanya." Lancelot felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, "All we can do is wait..."

Under the gaze of everyone, the pile of colorful crystals began to gradually brighten, as if there were many small fireflies inside, but when they gathered together, they were as dazzling as a campfire in the dark.When the brightness reached the extreme, a ray of light about the thickness of a wine barrel suddenly shot out from it, hitting the cloud-covered sky, but it only lasted for a short while before disappearing.

However, the beam of light pierced through the mist that shrouded the Demon Realm, revealing the appearance of the sky: pitch black, no sun, no stars, nothing.Lancelow had a faint feeling that that was exactly what nothingness was like—not only was there nothing, but even the concept of existence was not established.

When he was recovering from his injuries, Lancelow had discussed the structure of the demiplane with Kara Lin.On the surface, the border of the Demon Realm is covered by dense fog, as if the dense fog isolates this place, but in fact, the dense fog is actually a phenomenon of the multiverse itself, and it can be observed in most discontinuous space boundaries arrive.If you have to use a metaphor, this discontinuous space is like the wound of the multiverse, and the fog is the 'scab' formed by the self-protection of the multiverse.Forcibly breaking through or dispelling these fogs is pointless and even dangerous, at least for mortal scholars.

"Is it gone?" The short-tempered dwarf said again, "Why do you feel that it was a little weak just now..."

"Could it be that the number of memory crystals is not enough?" Kara Lin frowned, and said worriedly, "Actually, I have always suspected that it is the legendary Raven Queen, and she has never descended in history. records of..."

"Then you will witness history today." Lancelot raised his head, "Guys, I suggest that everyone step back a bit...including you, Mrs. Kesme."

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When a mortal is promoted to an existence with the lowest godhead due to some kind of legendary experience, he will find that he can "see" a lot more things suddenly, as if he was actually color blind before, and the multiverse has unexpectedly So colorful.Some of these smart guys will soon realize that what they can see now may not be all, and the world in the eyes of other divine powers may not be the same as what they see.

guess what?They guessed right.

In reality, what additional 'sees' a deity can see largely depends on their portfolio, and the domain to which that portfolio belongs.Sune the Fire-haired Lady could see the sparks between lovers, even if two people just glanced at each other in a sea of ​​people, and Kelemvor, Lord of the Dead, would never ignore the gray flames of a dying man.In the same way, when someone is planning lies and betrayal in their hearts, their heads will shine like a torch, attracting Cyric's attention. If your plot is creative enough, maybe the prince of lies will help you behind the scenes Put... But he will also be irritated by plans that are too mentally retarded. When that happens, some bad guy will be in trouble.

At this moment, those gods who have death, loss, sorrow, and forgetfulness in their priesthoods have discovered that a demi-plane in the multiverse near the Shadowfall Underworld suddenly lights up with a special light, which often means that there is some kind of demiplanet there. A terrible disaster, but the characteristics of the Demon Realm make it impossible for them to know what happened.While these divine powers were still carefully observing, a certain special existence rushed over quickly and plunged into it without hesitation, and many of the onlookers recognized that special existence.

'The Crow Queen? ’ Someone said the name tremblingly, ‘Why did the old man make a move…’

'Maybe it's just another pointless act of madness...'

'Cursed existence...is it really meaningless...'

'Look no further, if you get infected by his madness, you're all over...'

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