OBS Chapter 406: Failed Playing Pig to Eat Tiger
Chapter 406: Failed Playing Pig to Eat Tiger
Let’s not talk about the shock of the new one-eyed man Corellon, the old skeleton Rillifane is now very panicked.
Even though he was spouting forbidden words like a Zaun, the old skeleton knew very well in his heart -
Falazul was right, he is not even a god now.
Faced with an opponent whose size is larger than the elven kingdom, whose power far exceeds that of Corellon, and whose power characteristics are extremely strange, all he can do is delay time.
Rillifane teleported to the Astral Plane this time, using what little divine power he had left.
When he saw the portal that had been cut into pieces, alarm bells went off in his heart.
Regardless of the motivation of whoever destroyed the portal, he had successfully hindered the progress of Eilistraee's army.
And if Corellon could no longer obtain support, the fall of the kingdom of God and the death of the main god would be a foregone conclusion.
Therefore, the old skeleton Rillifane very domineeringly used his last divine power to buy himself a one-way ticket to the star realm.
The old skeleton, with nothing inside, can only hope that the other party will actively guess about conspiracy and trickery when they find out that he has no divine power.
After all, Falazul is a well-known conspirator.
However, the old skeleton's trick did scare the giant bone dragon.
Falazul looked at the other party nervously, and silently changed several detection spells in his soul, but he couldn't find any clues from the other party.
"That doesn't make sense... Even if he had been hiding in the main plane for ten thousand years, it's impossible for him to have only this little power left...
Could it be that the Lord of the Forest of this Elven God System has become so powerful that I cannot detect him..."
Looking at the white-robed skeleton's calm look, the clever Falazul began to feel conflicted.
But this entanglement did not last for a breath, and Falazul's soul flame began to roar.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of dark flame that continued to dissolve space shot out in the direction of Rillifane.
Whether in the battle with Labelas or in the confrontation with Corellon, Falazul never actively used his spell-like abilities.
Firstly, Falazul is a dragon, and is used to using biological weapons against his enemies during battles;
Secondly, those two posed little threat to him, as the dark flames on their bodies could block most of the damage from the divine power.
Facing an opponent who could kill Tiamat single-handedly, especially when his wings from Tiamat were trembling uncontrollably, he had to use some decent attack methods.
Then, in front of Rillifane, the dark fireball that dissolved the space became bigger and bigger.
From a size of less than ten feet at the beginning, it quickly expanded to a diameter of one hundred feet, almost catching up with the giant head of Falazul.
At this moment, the old skeleton Rillifane just wanted to curse.
Is there something wrong with this dragon?
He dealt with Corellon like a barbarian who only knew how to fight in close combat, scratching and clawing with his tail and claws;
Why did he use his ultimate move the first time he faced me?
In desperation, the old skeleton had to frantically cast various spells on himself.
Things like [Protective Death Barrier] and [Rainbow Magic Wall], just throw any defensive items on yourself.
He kept muttering to himself while throwing things.
"I should have tried part-time Paladin earlier...
At least when you reach the Legendary level, you can cast [Invincibility]...
Undead Paladin... it's exciting just thinking about it..."
Unlike the old skeleton's flustered appearance, his spells displayed unparalleled strategic nature.
Falazul's dark flame is actually a high concentration of negative energy, the same thing as those half-dragons.
As long as you can cast spells targeting this negative energy, even low-level spells can offset some of the energy damage.
That huge ball of energy was constantly disintegrated and separated as it approached Rillifane, and finally dissipated into the void of the star realm.
Shaking the wooden stick in his hand to dispel the last ball of negative energy flame, the old skeleton looked at the other party leisurely.
I can still defend myself against this kind of attack two more times, no, three at most.
But what he didn't notice was that Falazul's soul flame had vibrated slightly several times.
If it were a flesh and blood creature, this action could be understood as raising an eyebrow.
"Sure enough."
The giant bone dragon let out a deep roar that could almost penetrate the astral realm.
"Rillifane, are you so weak that you have to resort to bluffing to fight me?"
Before the old skeleton could react, overwhelming divine power rose from the dragon's body.
……
Angharris floated outside the entrance of the elven kingdom, standing with Corellon and the others.
In front of him was the team of mortal creatures that had broken into the kingdom of God. Among them was a Gis man, holding a short and thick cylinder, and stimulating something towards the bone dragon.
The dark elf next to him had his eyes closed, holding a strange stick in his hand, and was shaking his head intently.
The short half-elf who was said to be Corellon's granddaughter took the spindle-like metal objects from the orcs with excitement;
After the cylinder in the Gis man's hand emitted a deafening sound, he immediately pushed it in with force.
A single-barreled launching cylinder could actually fire at the speed of a chain of spells.
The elven god Corellon narrowed his remaining eye and carefully observed the team and the missiles in their hands.
These projectiles travel at extremely high speeds.
In Corellon's impression, the giant arrows he shot at Falazul would be dissolved by the dark flames outside before hitting the opponent's bones.
In the end, not much energy is left at the attack point.
But the experience with these projectiles is completely different.
Their speed, which was so fast that even divine perception could hardly capture, could easily penetrate the protection of black flames and dive into Falazul's bones.
The metal on the surface seemed to be quite hard and was able to make small round holes in Falazul's skull and spine.
"Where did they get all that magic metal?"
Corellon waved to Angharradh.
Before the schizophrenic goddess could speak, Corellon, who had a smile on his face and looked excited just a second ago, suddenly became furious.
"What? Those are all my treasured wine vessels?
When...Lian?"
Corellon, who could read the minds of the elves, received this cruel answer from Angris's head.
Angris ignored the furious Elf Lord God. She was stretching her divine perception to the limit, trying to observe the impact of the shells.
She didn't understand at all, because she had seen with her own eyes in the Kingdom of God that the human, Ivan, simply filled the grass stem balls with a bunch of inferior healing spells, and then poured them into a metal cylinder like pouring beans.
How come these inconspicuous metal cylinders on the giant bone dragon can easily make several big holes in Falazul's bones?
Are those serious healing spells...