I am a god in another world

A surging underground river flows through here.

It gushes out from a huge cave and then disappears into the cave at the other end.

Elvis' seal is in the underground river in this dark cave.

It makes full use of the terrain and the weakness of vampires - the wound of flowing water.

Vampires in flowing water are just like humans in strong acid. They will be burned by strong acid at all times, just like being exposed to sunlight.

This underground river alone gives these vampires a headache.

They can't go into the water and can't touch the body of the Son of God Elvis at all.

They want to block the source of the underground river to stop the water flow.

However, the turbulence of this underground river is beyond imagination. It is wide and deep, and the water flow is fast. With their ability, they can't block it at all.

Send the charmed humanoid creature to investigate.

It is said that the son of God, Elvik, was placed in a coffin made of melted gold, and was tied to the middle of the river with countless chains.

This is just a physical restraint, and there is also a magic seal.

At least those enchanted humanoid creatures don't even have the ability to get close to the gold coffin.

Gavin and his party can be said to have no obstacles and successfully arrived at the sealed place.

Not to mention people, not even a ghost was seen.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy everyone felt.

"Do you think that the vampire priest named Belinda has already known the news that her companions have been eliminated, and has been afraid and fled in advance?" Daniel seemed relatively optimistic.

"It's not impossible." Gavin did not deny this possibility, "but according to the vicious nature of the drow elves, even if they retreat, they can't have no action at all. If she transforms all the captured Tethyr refugees into zombies to attack us, I believe she has already fled."

"You mean, there may be a bigger trap waiting for us ahead?" Daniel frowned.

"It's almost certain." Gavin felt that his intuition was correct.

It would be a good choice to withdraw from here now.

But this proposal could not be said anyway.

Because there were still 69 Tethyr refugees who were abducted and their lives were uncertain.

If he gave up at this time, all his previous efforts would be in vain. It would be difficult for those Tethyr refugees to trust him again, let alone go to the Three Rivers with him.

Even if he proposed it, other people would not necessarily agree except the two he brought with him.

Some things are difficult to face even though you know the road ahead is difficult.

This is the situation now.

"Master, there is a strong smell of blood. Someone is calling for help. The voice is very weak." The dog demon with sharp ears and nose was the first to discover the abnormality.

Then the two paladins changed their expressions slightly, strode away, and ran towards the surging river.

"Be careful, there is a trap." Gavin shouted hurriedly.

But the two paladins were eager to save people and turned a deaf ear to Gavin's reminder.

In other words, they knew from the beginning that this was probably a trap bait, as they knew from the way they held their shields.

But as a paladin, their sacred mission forced them to go and check the situation.

"That damn bastard." Daniel roared angrily.

Gavin and the others followed closely behind Daniel, and when they saw the situation on the other side of the river, they couldn't help but gasp.

There were a lot of humanoid creatures lying in a mess on the other side of the river.

These humanoid creatures were of various races, including humans, elves, hobgoblins, orcs, gnolls, etc., and the majority of them were refugees from Tethyr.

There were more than 200 of them in total.

They were pale, and their hands and feet were tied tightly.

There was a cut on their hands and feet, and blood was slowly flowing into the river beach and into the river.

They didn't know how long they had been cut on their wrists, and the wounds had no intention of healing automatically, and they kept bleeding.

The strange thing is that the water of the underground river is surging, but the blood that flows into it is not washed away by the river, but floats in place, dyeing the river surface red by one third.

The arrival of Gavin and his men is like turning on a switch.

A dark light emanates from the top of the head, and a strong suction is generated.

One after another, black shadows drilled out from the bodies of those humanoid creatures whose wrists were cut, and were sucked into a dry broken palm on the top of the head. It can be distinguished at a glance that this broken palm belongs to the drow elves, and it is wearing several silver rings.

If this is not the holy emblem of the living immortal goddess of vengeance, what else can it be?

Those black shadows are naturally the souls of those humanoid creatures. With the injection of the first soul, the dry broken palm is like being injected with activity, and it is recovering activity at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the broken palm recovers, a stronger suction is generated, and more souls are pulled out of their bodies and injected into the broken palm, and then it is activated to make it emit a stronger soul suction and harvest more souls.

This is a complete cycle.

Not to mention the dying humanoids who were almost drained of blood.

Even Gavin and his companions, who were intact, could clearly feel the strong suction from the broken palm, as if their souls were being sucked out of their bodies.

"This is a trap. The space here is locked and cannot be teleported." Lord Virginia reminded loudly with an ugly look.

As a lord of the elegant spirits, under normal circumstances, even if she died, her body would be reborn in the territory, provided that the soul could return.

The situation in front of her was obviously aimed at the soul.

That drow elf's broken palm did not look like an ordinary thing at all.

Once the soul was sucked into this thing, it was unknown what kind of situation it would face.

Anyway, Lord Virginia did not dare to try.

After hearing Lord Virginia's reminder, Gavin immediately felt the milestone skill of fate - Dragon Oak Mother Tree's error-free teleportation.

It was also in an unavailable state. Although there were differences in the casting process, it was essentially a kind of teleportation portal.

Being able to teleport and retreat at any time was their biggest trump card, and now the trump card was banned.

Having said that, banning teleportation is a routine operation in confrontations above the extraordinary level.

Previously in the Ghost Manor, Gavin used this trick to trap those drow elf avengers.

Now he has become the one who was trapped.

"This is a sacrificial array for evil gods. The whole cave is full of it. We are already in the center of the sacrificial array. The drow vampire priest is going to sacrifice us to the goddess of undead vengeance." The extraordinary priest Olive then identified their situation.

"If we were just being sacrificed, it would be fine. I'm afraid we are now in the center of the battlefield." Gavin looked heavy. They still underestimated the viciousness and cunningness of the drow vampire priest named Belinda.

This is killing two birds with one stone.

That is, she prepared a deadly trap for the enemy of unknown origin and avenged her dead companions.

And she could complete the order given to her by the goddess of undead vengeance.

It was a side job to eliminate the blasphemer herself.

As for herself, she had already gone to hide somewhere.

Regardless of success or failure, she did not suffer any loss.

Even if there was a loss, it was the goddess of undead vengeance's, not hers.

"The center of the battlefield?" Virginia and Gavin were in tune with each other and reacted the fastest. "You mean, Belinda's ultimate goal is to extract the divinity of the son of God Elvis through the sacrificial array? We are just sacrifices that happened to happen?"

"Yes, look there, it has already started." Gavin pointed to the river.

Just now, their attention was all attracted by the unusual broken hand in the air, but they did not notice that the river was also changing.

A lot of blood, at first, just gathered but did not disperse.

Now it has directly turned into a vortex, frantically converging to the center of the river, exposing the things in the center to everyone's eyes.

It was a coffin.

A huge coffin made of pure gold.

It was covered with mysterious, exquisite, and elf-style runes.

There were eight pure gold chains as thick as an adult's thigh, firmly nailing the pure gold coffin to the bottom of the river.

As for the pure gold coffin, they had heard the vampire derivatives describe it before.

But hearing is one thing, seeing with your own eyes is another.

When people hear incredible information, they will subconsciously think that the other party is exaggerating.

This is the case with the adamantine coffin. Some people believe in the golden coffin, but it is a foolish dream to say that there is an adamantine coffin.

Adamantine is known as the hardest metal in Faerun, and its hardness is twice that of steel. If the hardness of steel is 10, then the hardness of adamantine is 20, and that of mithril is 15.

As long as a piece of the size of a thumb is integrated into a weapon, its hardness and sharpness can be greatly increased. It is called an adamantine weapon. The most important thing is that it can break some special damage reductions, just like only silver or magic weapons can hurt beastmen.

A piece of adamantine the size of a fist, integrated into the casting of armor, will greatly improve the defense. It is called adamantine armor, and it can obtain a certain degree of damage reduction. The specific amount depends on the amount of adamantine integrated.

Gavin's battle armor is made of a mixed alloy of fine gold and mithril. The powerful damage reduction is largely due to the fine gold.

In the market, even gold is measured in grams, not to mention the fine gold that is worth dozens of times more.

The fine gold coffins and fine gold chains in the underground river are definitely measured in tons.

As for whether it is gold-plated or alloyed.

At the beginning, everyone may have such suspicions, but when the violent collision sound came from the inside of the coffin, this suspicion disappeared.

The collision was so violent.

That the entire heavy coffin was jumping around, and the thick fine gold chains were rattling.

The master sealed in the fine gold coffin has awakened.

This is the credit of the blood of those humanoid creatures.

Although the fine gold coffin was cast into a round and integrated whole, the person sealed in the coffin was not an ordinary person.

Especially after being sealed for so many years, with the help of the drow vampires, the magic seal has been greatly weakened.

It was not difficult to draw blood from the underground river into the coffin.

The essence of hundreds of humanoid blood allowed the legendary vampire to regain some strength, and he hit harder, as if he would never give up until he broke free from the seal.

When the sealed object in the coffin moved, the drow elf's broken palm in the air also moved.

It was originally vertical, but now it pressed down, presenting a virtual grasping posture. The target was not Gavin and his party, but the fine gold coffin.

Although the drow elf's broken palm was powerful, it was a dead object after all, without anyone operating it.

It will not optimize the trade-offs, but will proceed according to the originally set procedure.

It was clearly a false grab, but it had a terrifying force.

With a bang.

The adamantium coffin was no longer swinging randomly, but rose up, and the eight adamantium chains were all stretched tight, making painful groans.

It seemed that there was a terrifying force tearing the adamantium chains, trying to uproot them.

And doing so was the most stupid.

Because this meant that all eight adamantium chains were exerting force, and the kind that was very even, the locking force was the strongest.

This principle is the same as pulling up a tree upright.

It is far less labor-saving to swing it back and forth, or pull it sideways.

The next second, Gavin and the others knew.

It was not that the person who set up the sacrificial array was stupid, but that she was not helping the other party out of trouble at all, but directly extracting what she needed from the other party.