OBS Chapter 403 Obsession
Chapter 403 Obsession
In the Elf Kingdom, Alvin was standing on the grass with a strange expression on his face.
An elf goddess, suspended in midair with her wings flapping wildly, pressed her finger against his forehead.
The cool feeling from his fingertips actually made Alvin have some wild thoughts.
The main reason is that this guy is disheveled and his reaction just now was a bit too intense... cough cough...
Of course, this did not disturb Ivan's thoughts.
Because his mind just had no clue.
What is obsession?
If it were during the Blue Planet period, as an ordinary citizen, this kid’s obsession would be that Steam is on sale every day…
But now that he has arrived at this place, ever since he met the two half-elf sisters in the Gray Haze Forest, Alvin has actually never thought about what his life goals are, let alone what his obsessions are.
Of course, this is what he thought was the result.
If it were Old Skeleton or Alduin who knew what he was thinking, they would definitely curse at him.
You build cities and make cannons, and now you tell me that all this is without purpose?
play?
But at this time, Alvin really didn't have any clear ideas.
"Think about the simplest concept in your mind when you jumped into the portal and broke into the kingdom of the elves..."
Angelis sensed Ivan's confusion and continued to try to guide him with words.
At this moment, Ivan's mind flashed with the figure who never took off his hood and played with him in the woods.
Xiling...
Has this figure become my only hope in this strange world?
Then when did I start to habitually instigate others to build infrastructure in another world...
The orcs in the wasteland? Or those miners from Nield?
What do I want to do in this world...
Angelis pulled her fingers away. The white ball of light that just wrapped around her divine consciousness was just a trigger given to Ivan.
Although the Trinity Goddess inherited all the wisdom of her predecessors, she was not sure whether this would allow this mortal human to awaken divine power.
After all, this is different from lighting the sacred fire. There is no large group of believers cheering for you below.
Just as she flapped her wings and was about to go take a look at those "exciting" shells again, a gradually rising power emerged from Ivan.
The overflowing energy gathered around Ivan and began to rotate around him, getting faster and faster, and soon formed a chaotic energy vortex.
Interwoven among them, there were flashes of pink light from time to time, leaving Angelis confused.
"What kind of power is this... I've never heard of divine power that comes in a pink color besides white and black..."
The schizophrenic goddess is no longer schizophrenic. I guess except for Shahani whose personality is still strong, the other two are now opening their mouths wide and dare not speak.
After the vortex was completely formed, a typhoon-like divine power storm appeared in the kingdom of elves.
The outer layer of the Elf Kingdom is not some ordinary material.
These were the outer planes that Corellon constructed using the power of several "rebel gods" after he repelled Lolth's rebellion in order to provide a layer of protection for the elven pantheon and the astral plane.
Now, the divine power in these planes is being slowly drawn away by this typhoon.
And below the eye of the typhoon was Ivan, with pink energy swirling around him.
Little Lian stopped rummaging through the bottles and jars. Zack, who was carrying a metal wine glass in front of her, opened his mouth wide and stared at the sky.
The short half-elf followed Zach's line of sight and saw the giant typhoon in the sky.
The energy mass in the eye of the typhoon intertwined and began to extend toward the ground, looking like a constantly rotating tentacle.
Lian's short ears moved slightly, and the sharp-eyed half-elf immediately discovered Ivan under the tentacle.
"Eh? What is my perverted brother-in-law doing again..."
Before Lian could finish her words, the tentacles of the typhoon slammed heavily into the vortex around Ivan.
Suddenly, the pink light became brighter, illuminating the entire sky red.
"Symbiosis? What a mess!
Are the childish lines I used to fool the orcs so important?
I just want to live peacefully in this world with the people I care about!"
From within the pink vortex came Ivan’s cursing voice.
……
Falazul is feeling very bad now. He always feels like something is spying on him.
Ever since the Elf God started launching this desperate attack, this feeling has been greatly disturbed, making him not care so much.
But when the opponent changed to Corellon, this feeling emerged silently like a bug in a dark corner.
Falazul has always believed that he is an avenger who waged war against the later gods who usurped the plane.
But he knew very well that even if he used necromancy and inherited the divine powers of several dragon gods, he would not be able to fight against the gods of the entire star realm.
Especially those native gods with different abilities and strange personalities.
So when Valam, the cannon fodder, failed, the first thing he did was to search for the elves, the culprit who had expelled the Dragon God.
Although in the late Dawn Age, he had been staying in the prison plane of the platinum dragon Bahamut.
But he is a god after all, and he knows everything that happens in the outside world.
When the main god Io, who had always been a pressure on him, was expelled by the Elf King Corellon, Falazul celebrated with great joy.
In his opinion, these gods, who were born less than ten thousand years ago, drove away Io and angered Bahamut to the point of leaving the astral realm, and had already consumed most of the other party's vitality.
By the time I break free from the shackles of the prison plane and return to the star realm, these little maggots will not have any ability to resist.
The name of the Lord of the Astral Realm will inevitably become Falazul, and he will become the new generation of God among Gods.
But what he didn't expect was that the elves were not like the dragons and liked to suppress the development of other races.
Under the guidance of the elves, dwarves, humans, and even orcs, races that were originally looked down upon by dragons, quickly established their own civilizations.
In particular, the establishment of a belief system allows those tiny gods to continuously gain strength from the prayers of believers.
This made Falazul in prison extremely anxious.
He could only watch helplessly as this group of latecomers gradually became stronger than himself.
After being silent for ten thousand years, Falazul finally tore a hole in the outer shell of the prison plane.
The conspirator immediately broke through the void and hid outside the star realm.
He disguised himself as a dragon lich and lurked in different planes, searching for the remains of the dragon spirit while preparing his own evil plan.