New Moon Year 1676, 11th of October.
One night, on the old ruins of Silvermoon City, a strange silver light suddenly shone. This light could be seen even from far away. The light only lasted for a short time. Then, a deep crack appeared on the ruins of Silvermoon City. The crack went all the way to the underground ruins. Standing next to the crack, one could vaguely hear strange noises coming from the ruins. This strange time was quickly transmitted to many places through various channels. Three days later, it was sent to Søren.
Barren High Slope.
Søren glanced at the magic message and murmured, "Has the Silvermoon City Ruins Instance Dungeon been opened?"
"So it's opened at this time."
Silvermoon City Ruins.
In the past, spellcasters had to go to the Instance Dungeon. There were many secrets hidden in it. After all, Silvermoon City was one of the most prosperous and powerful cities at that time.
During the Avatar Crisis.
There was a saying among the adventurers, "Only wizards who graduated from Silvermoon City Ruins are considered true high-grade spellcasters."
The reason for this was simple.
It wasn't that Silvermoon City Ruins would drop some amazing equipment. The main thing was that there was a special secret room in there. There was a very rare enchantment method recorded in it.
Tattoo enchantment!
This was a special technique mastered by the red-robed wizards a long time ago. No one knew why it was left in one of the secret rooms. This special enchantment technique allowed wizards to permanently engrave a spell on their body as a tattoo. This spell could be permanently engraved. In theory, it could be engraved on a level eight spell. In Søren's adventurer team, there was a wizard who permanently engraved a 'Dragon Wing' spell on his body.
This technique was very useful for wizards. Although it might affect the appearance, it was very practical.
The barren high slope was connected to the orcs' territory.
The orcs in the western wilderness hadn't fought with humans for a long time. Although it was related to the sudden disappearance of the god they worshipped. The impact of the Battle of the Orc Gate lasted for thousands of years. A god system from another world affected this world near the last Age of Turmoil, which led to many unexpected accidents. There were still some followers of the other world's god systems left in the desert area.
For many races, as long as the orcs didn't start a war, it wasn't a big deal.
Perhaps it was his nature.
There were many gods in the Orc God System who had a war domain. The Orc Main God's core clergy was [Conquest], and there was also a War God who had the clergy of [War]. Many of the conflicts that had been going on for a long time had the shadow of the gods behind them.
Søren passed through a highland covered with thorns.
What appeared in front of him was a strange forest. It was strange because there were many corpses of wild beasts and some traces left behind by elves.
The followers of the God of Hunting included many intelligent evil beasts.
Everything in front of him told Søren that a battle had taken place not too long ago. What surprised Søren the most was that the Elves acted faster than he expected. They even went straight for the BOSS behind the scenes.
"Where did they get the confidence to challenge a god?"
Søren stared at the corpse in front of him. He saw the emblem of the Knight in Silver. Sure enough, it was the Knight in Silver who did this. Only they could track the location of the God of Hunting, and they were even faster than Søren.
Was the Lady of Silvermoon also here?
This was the first thought in Søren's mind, but he quickly threw it aside. The enemy of the Lady of Silvermoon was her sister, Lady Night. If the Lady of Silvermoon showed up here, the probability of Lady Night intervening was quite amazing. In the end, a terrible disaster might break out in advance. The two goddesses who had been fighting for countless years might fight before the Avatar Crisis really broke out.
The power level of Lady Night was not to be trifled with. If they really fought, the whole world would be seriously affected!
"The Lady of Silvermoon shouldn't be here."
Søren quickly reacted and realized that he still had a chance. He murmured, "Before the fall of the Goddess of Magic, the power of the Lady of Silvermoon had always been below the mid-level divine power, which meant that she had to avoid being tracked by Lady Night. In the current situation, she can't be the opponent of Lady Night. So the possibility of the Lady of Silvermoon appearing here is actually quite low. It should be only the Knights in Silver who came here to deal with the God of Hunting. "
"But!"
"Why do they think they can succeed in killing a god?"
This was the biggest feature of the Avatar Crisis.
Even mortals could succeed in killing a god. It was precisely because of this that it led to the terrible turbulence.
All the gods were in the form of Saints. In theory, anyone could die in the Avatar Crisis. The immortal characteristics of the gods had disappeared. Once, even if they died, they could be resurrected. But now, basically, any god who died was really dead. The God of Hunting, Malar, was now equivalent to a top legendary creature with an amazing challenge level. Perhaps his profession level had reached between level 35 and 40, so he had a part of the realm power and retained a small amount of divine power.
If he was really willing to sacrifice human lives, he could definitely be killed.
In the past, many gods were killed by adventurers in this way. There would always be a time when their divine power would be exhausted. The space around the battlefield was sealed, and even the gods in the form of Saints could not leave.
Søren left a spatial coordinate.
Plans always seemed to be unable to keep up with changes. The world would not stop because of his will. Many things had already happened, but he did not know many of them. Even if he knew, there was nothing he could do.
The traces of the battle became denser and denser.
More bodies of Werecreatures and Elves began to appear in front of him. The Knights in Silver obviously had the upper hand. In the process of moving forward, Søren also saw a terrible trace.
The trace was left on the body of a burly Werewolf.
Judging from the breath of life, this Werewolf should be a legendary creature, but it was killed in an instant.
A divine artifact!
Søren took a little look and confirmed this.
These Knights in Silver brought the divine artifact over. It was still uncertain which divine artifact it was, but its power was quite amazing.
The material plane had always kept some divine artifacts. Most of these divine artifacts were in mortal organizations. A conservative estimate was that there were dozens of divine artifacts left in the material plane, but I'm afraid that only a dozen or so had really appeared in the eyes of the world.
These divine artifacts would only appear on a large scale when the Avatar Crisis completely broke out!
The reason was simple.
Using these divine artifacts could easily break the divine shield of the Saints. By this time next year, more and more divine artifacts would appear.
"This is!?"
Søren suddenly stopped and frowned. He turned over a body in front of him and said with an ugly face, "Paladin?"
The body of a Paladin.
It was not from the Paladin organization in the desolate Gobi, but a Paladin who stood in the Glorious Faction in the human kingdom.
The God of the Hunt, Malar, was in the Chaotic Evil Faction.
For most of the good and orderly Paladins, this God of the Hunt was simply not pleasing to the eye. The Holy Avengers did not deal with him personally, largely because it was too far away.
"Is it a battle Paladin who accidentally joined because of the idea of justice, or is there really a Paladin organization involved?"
Søren could not help but speed up his pace.
As they entered the depths of the forest, they could see the altar and statue of Malar, the God of the Hunt. As a god who lived in the wilderness, he did not have a magnificent temple. The temple and altar in front of them should be the core area where his faith spread. There were more and more corpses on the ground, and there were traces of bloody sacrifices nearby. Something must have happened. Otherwise, the Knights in Silver would not go straight into the lair of the God of the Hunt.
— — "Shadow Hide!"
There were traces of fighting in front of him, and Søren's figure disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
An altar with a diameter of more than 300 meters.
There were many statues erected next to it, and behind it was a primitive temple built in the jungle. The last thing that Søren wanted to happen happened. He saw many Knights in Silver, a group of Broken Monks who served the Weeping God, and a group of Paladins in silver armor.
The whole vicinity of the temple had turned into a battlefield.
Knights in Silver, believers of the God of Suffering, followers of the Queen of the Forest, Paladins, and some people that Søren could not be sure but should be in the good and orderly camp were fighting with a group of hunters at the moment.
In the center of the altar was a huge creature with black fur and a scarlet face that looked like a baboon. It was difficult to describe the appearance of Malar, the God of the Hunt, in words, but its head was a bit like the most powerful demon lord of the Abyss, the two-headed baboon. Around him was a team of legendary crusaders, including a legendary Paladin, a legendary Monk, three legendary Knights in Silver, a legendary Druil, a legendary Priest, a legendary Priest of the Weeping God who was proficient in healing, and a Ranger part-time Priest who should be serving the Queen of the Forest.
Of course!
It was still impossible to kill the God of the Hunt with these people alone. After all, the god's body had terrible power.
So something that surprised Søren even more appeared. He finally knew what had killed the legendary Werewolf, because in the hands of the Paladin, he saw the other most powerful weapon in the material plane.
— — "Pale Justice!"
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(PS: I feel much better. I should be able to recover tomorrow. I suddenly realized that today is my birthday. Ugh. Act cute, roll around.)
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