Beside a clear river.
Traces of blood spread along the river. Søren's expression was grim as he cleaned the wounds on his body. Then he gritted his teeth and used a needle and thread to sew up the cut flesh. Once he put some distance between them, it would be impossible for them to catch up with him. The stealth ability of a Rogue was no joke. If they wanted to track a Rogue like him in the wilderness, they would need a Legendary-level tracking profession. By the time they found a way to get down the cliff, Søren had already put more than ten kilometers of distance between them and disappeared from their tracking range.
After making sure that it was safe, Søren stopped to treat his wounds.
The smell of blood on his body was too strong. Even if he got rid of the hunters, he might attract other beasts. The wilderness was full of creatures that were very sensitive to the smell of blood.
"Tsk!"
Søren bit off the needle and thread with his teeth and then looked at the wound on his arm. His face was very ugly. It was the first time in a long time that he was forced into such a miserable situation. He almost died there. The wounds on other parts of his body were better, but the wound on his back was more difficult. He couldn't sew the wound there. He could only apply some ointment and let the regeneration effect of his 20 points of Constitution recover. Although the river was unusually cold in late autumn, he still went in to wash himself because there was too much blood on his body.
Søren's face was a little pale when he got out of the river. Perhaps it was because he had lost a lot of blood. He took out some jerky and chewed it while using a Level 0 spell to dry himself. The Elemental Stone in his arms had become a little dim because its power had been exhausted. It had to wait for seven days to fully recover. This Legendary-level equipment could be said to have saved his life. It summoned the Earth Elemental to restrain a lot of enemies, and the Stoneskin spell had blocked at least six attacks for him.
The curved sword had been thrown out to attack the enemies, and Søren only had two daggers in his hands that were close to being scrapped.
He didn't recklessly look for the hunters for revenge. Instead, he moved further away. First, he had to rest for a night to recover. On the one hand, he had to heal his wounds, and on the other hand, he had to restore his energy. Spell-like abilities were bloodline abilities. As long as he had a good night's sleep, he could use 'Shadow Jump' and 'Evade Sight' again tomorrow.
Equipment was very important.
Søren needed to find a weapon and recharge the equipment he had used.
For example, if he had enough alchemy skills, he could recharge the ring by himself.
As for the safety of Gloria and Vivian, Søren wasn't too worried. With the wisdom of the high-grade Northern Witches, they definitely wouldn't use short-distance teleportation. Low-level Blink spells were useless. They could only temporarily avoid attacks. The Teleportation Portal was too short. Even if they escaped, they would be tracked by the enemy. Gloria had opened a long-distance Teleportation Portal. If he wasn't mistaken, it should be her wizard tower. Vivian was safe there for the time being, and Søren could look for her after he recovered from his injuries.
The North and the Frost Kingdom were separated by hundreds of miles of glacial mountains. It was difficult for ordinary people to cross, but it was much easier for him to cross alone.
Because he could also learn spells.
Fly was a level 3 spell. Søren could now learn it. Although the duration was only 1 point for one minute, it was enough for him to fly a long distance. In this world, the pursuit of Fly was not very high. Generally, teleportation was used for long distances. Except for some advanced alchemy devices during the Arcane Empire, the fastest creature to fly should be the dragon. Only when there was a need would there be a pursuit. The birth of teleportation made too many spellcasters focus on the study of the space dimension.
Some supernatural environments were dangerous to fly in.
After a short rest.
Søren began to walk along the river. It was easy to gather near a water source. He'd better find an Elven village first. The injury on his back couldn't be delayed. If possible, he needed to find a priest to treat it. Otherwise, it would take at least three or four days to recover. Maybe it was because he had been injured too often, Søren's Heal skill had risen quickly. It had reached 27 points in Heal. If it rose further, he would be at the level of a professional doctor in town who was responsible for treating sword wounds.
Along the way, he didn't stop at all. When he saw the road ahead, he knew he was close to the gathering place of the Elves.
Sure enough, soon there was a field of farmland.
Farming required fertile land and sufficient water. Most intelligent creatures would choose to cultivate the better land.
Before arriving at the village, Søren met an Elven patrol. All of them were archers, wearing exquisite leather armor, and were equipped with long swords, short swords, and other weapons. The Elves rarely used heavy weapons. The captain stopped Søren and asked him. He carefully looked at Søren, then warned him not to cause trouble and let him go.
It was easy for humans to move around. If there were Orcs or Gnolls, they would probably just catch them.
After entering the village.
Søren immediately went to the Elven Temple. It was a temple of the Goddess of Life. The current Goddess of Life was the second wife of the Elven Guardian. She was in charge of the Priesthood of Spring, Fertility, Birth, Planting, and so on. The oldest Goddess of Life had disappeared for a long time. No one knew if she had fallen or not. The Priesthood of Life was now divided among many gods. Currently, most of the Priesthoods with the symbol of the Goddess of Life were in a certain field. For example, the Goddess of Life of the Elves, the Goddess of Life of the Halflings, and so on.
Unless someone took away most of the Priesthood of Life, then they could become the real Goddess of Life!
There was nothing much to say about this Goddess of Life.
It was worth mentioning that the former Elven Goddess of Life was the legendary Queen of Spiders, the first wife of the Elven Patron God, and now the Lord God served by the Drows in the Underdark. She was also the most powerful, evil, and cunning Abyss Demon God. No one expected that the first Queen of Spiders would fall so low and become one of the most powerful demons of the Chaos Evil Faction!
Perhaps it was because of her existence that others had a deeper understanding of the depravity of the gods.
In fact, Søren admired the Queen of Spiders because she was really, really powerful. During the Time of Troubles, many gods had fallen or lost a lot of power. Only the Queen of Spiders had become the demon closest to the dominator level in the Abyss. In just five years, she had risen from a mid-level Divine Power to a great Divine Power. She was even close to becoming a greater Divine Power.
If she had not had so many enemies, she might have been able to become a greater Divine Power god!
In other words, she could create a world out of thin air.
The standard to measure a greater Divine Power was vague. The easiest way to understand was to say, "God said let there be light, so there was light."
This was the standard of a greater Divine Power.
So far, there had not been any greater Divine Power gods. Some of the ancient gods with greater Divine Power had already fallen.
At most, the current gods had opened up a Divine Kingdom in a certain plane.
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The standard of the temple was one level lower than the temple.
There were very few priests with a profession level of 10 and above. The one in charge of receiving Søren was a middle-aged male elf. He looked more elegant and was probably a priest around level eight.
The main way priests made money was to treat injuries and then sell various healing potions.
The temple needed money to maintain, expand faith, and improve power. The priests of the Goddess of Wealth even became professional merchants. Most temples sold healing magic to the outside world, and it was the kind that clearly marked the price and refused to be haggled. Søren bought a healing medium injury potion at a shocking price of 200 Kindler coins. The cost and expense of healing magic were destined to be difficult to popularize. Ordinary people mainly relied on medicine and doctors for treatment.
The effect of the magic was amazing!
Søren recovered quickly after the priest cast the magic. The wound on his back gradually healed, and only a shallow red mark could be seen.
After buying two bottles of healing potions, he walked out of the Elven Temple.
Then, he saw a team of well-equipped elven guards escorting a handsome elven noble on a white horse.
The elves were naturally not equal. Ordinary elves were similar to ordinary human civilians.
It was a male elf with long green hair. Needless to say, his bloodline was undoubtedly quite noble because the nearby elves slightly bowed their heads when they saw him. Søren also noticed the elven noble. After seeing some characteristics, the corner of his mouth could not help but show a strange smile.
It seemed that the elven noble in front of him was the descendant of the Goddess of Life.
Of course, he was not the first generation of the Son of God. It should be a divine bloodline that had been passed down for many years. His talent was only much stronger than ordinary people, but not at the level of the Son of Fear. The elven guards escorted him to the Temple of Life. Søren quickly stepped aside to let them pass. The elven guard looked at him with surprise because there were not many human adventurers in the forest, and there were even fewer rogues who were alone.
Speaking of which, the Elven Lord was really difficult to evaluate.
As the patron of the elves, his first wife fell into the abyss and became the Goddess of Spiders. Basically, he could do whatever he wanted. Many people knew the character of the Queen of Spiders. Just look at how licentious the drows were. There were also some secret rumors about his second wife. It was said that she once had a child with a mortal, and it was some time after she became the Goddess of Life. Of course, the official statement was that the mortal was originally the incarnation of the Elven Lord. In fact, it was just a couple playing around.
But no one knew the real situation!
However, according to legend, the Elven Lord was a hermaphrodite. In the past, his incarnation would sometimes be female, and he would have some stories with some outstanding mortal males. So maybe he really did not care much about these things.
The elven noble in front of him should be the descendant of the Goddess of Life.
Although it was not clear who the Queen of Elves had a child with, Søren felt that it was definitely not the child of the Elven Lord. Because the bloodline of two gods could not still be in the mortal world.
The probability of that kind of child being born as a god was too low.
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