readytorunbook Chapter 302: Valam Exiled in Time
Chapter 302: Valam Exiled in Time
A sharp wail, as if resonating with the air, attracted the attention of all the Nield people.
The angle of Hejia's axe was very tricky, and when he swung it with hatred, the axe blade cut off more than just the tail.
As a highly [dragonized] half-dragon, Valam's body structure is more like that of a giant dragon.
His pelvis was slightly dilated and moved backward, and his leg bones were bent in the opposite direction, like a dragon.
But this is not the point. The point is that Hejia's axe cut off most of Valam's butt and the penis that grew too far back.
Just now he was immersed in the excitement of punching the Frost Giant boss, but immediately he suffered such an inhumane attack. Valam was in so much pain that he just wanted to curl up on the ground and even forgot to call on divine power to stop his bleeding.
"Great job, sister!"
Morgan, who was watching a porn movie in the star realm, jumped up so excitedly that he almost knocked Lal next to him to the ground.
Rubbing his shoulders, Lal looked at his extremely excited best friend in confusion.
“Morgan, isn’t this a frost giant?
When did I become your sister? "
Ever since Nield's incarnation could no longer see the center of the war, Lal focused his main attention on the projection in Morgan's kingdom.
“You don’t understand this, I’ve long been annoyed with this alien god who doesn’t like to wear clothes.
You said that we have all lived for at least tens of thousands of years, how come we have no sense of shame at all...
This made me have to carefully choose the viewing angle.
So as not to see things that you shouldn’t see…”
Lal, who was a little slow to react, only realized at this time what his best friend said.
She turned her head away with a blushing face, not daring to look at the battlefield scene in front of Morgan.
"That's great..."
After stammering and failing to make his point clearly, Lal looked at the "live broadcast" screen with his eyes slanted, as if he wanted to find something in it.
But at this time, Morgan had shifted his focus to an orc warrior.
The orc held a one-handed battle axe in his hand and was harvesting the lives of the half-dragons like cutting vegetables.
Of course, what surprised Morgan the most was not the bravery of the orcs and the sharpness of their weapons, but the half-dragon troops that were being constantly bombarded in the distance.
“When I first met Ivan, I thought he was a person favored by the gods of nature.
After all, only the ancient and powerful god of nature would have so much knowledge about ecology and cycles."
The deity who looked like an orc girl opened her mouth slightly, looking at Nield, who was surrounded by artillery fire, in disbelief.
"But now, I think there will be a god of war behind Ivan -
A god of war a hundred times more powerful than Gruumsh."
“More powerful than Gruumsh? Could it be Tempus?”
Lal recalled the divine power that made him feel like he was in ecstasy when he was helping Ivan to cast a permanent spell.
“No, as a new god of the human pantheon, I have come into contact with Tempus.
The divine power on Ivan is completely different from the aura on Lord Warlord..."
Morgan looked at the battlefield filled with flames and began to recall.
"Humanity has several gods in charge of war. Who knows, it could be the evil and mysterious dark lord Bane. I heard that god is quite perverted..."
"Definitely not. My predecessor fought against Bane for hundreds of years. The power of that evil god is not as gentle as Ivan's!"
"mild!"
Morgan subconsciously turned around and looked at her best friend.
"Lal, have you and Ivan--"
"No! No! Don't think about it!"
Lal, dressed in a white gauze dress, immediately denied it three times in a row, but this extreme behavior and red cheeks started a small drama in Morgan's mind.
"La~er~
Is everything that Lovita said true?
It turns out that you and Alvin are lovers!
Wow! I didn’t expect you would even hide this from me!”
"No, no, no!"
Lal felt like steam was coming out of her head, and she angrily severed her mental connection with the projection, and her consciousness returned to Nield's incarnation.
The girl in white gauze stood up from the sofa in the noble building, walked out of the door angrily, and prepared to have a good argument with Ivan.
As a result, as soon as she stepped out of the door, a terrifying pressure that made even her, a god, tremble all over swept across the entire Nield.
Sniffing hard in the direction where the pressure came from, Lal's face was full of awe and confusion.
"This is... His Highness Rillifane?"
……
The white-robed skeleton Rillifane was serious for once.
He finally finished his long spell, clasped his hands together, and made a circle to cover the half-dragon who had just been killed.
Then, the pressure that frightened Laer quickly flowed back and was all concentrated on Valam.
As if the strings controlling time and space were broken, Valam's body was first paused, and then the whole body began to age rapidly.
This divine incarnation, which was invincible in close combat and had powerful spells, changed from a middle-aged dragon-like creature to a hunchbacked one that was visibly changed to a hunchback.
The scales on its body also began to decay and fall off.
"Ahaha! How does it feel to age rapidly?"
The old skeleton Rillifan looked smugly at the half-dragon in front of him and put his hands back into his pockets.
[As expected of the former Dragon God Nemesis...]
Onces, who shared his magical power with the old skeleton and almost had it sucked dry, said weakly.
Alduin, whose nose had just been broken by Valam's punch and whose face was covered in blood, sighed while covering his nose.
"Great job, old man!
What kind of magic is this that can even control the time of gods?"
The old skeleton had his hands in his pockets, the soul fire in his eyes beating vigorously, it seemed that he was very happy to receive the praise from his old friend.
“This is [Time Ravage], legendary level!
I also added a little bit of divine power to the spell!"
The old skeleton in the white robe had his chin raised to the sky, as if he was about to continue praising me.
"Really? That's a pity..."
came Valam's voice.
At this moment, the voice of the Dragon God Apostle sounded like an old dragon in his twilight years, and his accent was even more ancient.
"Young dragons have strong bodies, while old dragons have magical powers that will make you despair...
Old man, it seems that you have given me a strength that you can hardly match! "
After saying this, the old half-dragon man with a hunched body, who had lost one wing and half of his butt, smiled evilly at the three old guys.