The light of dawn rose.
Gloria slowly stood up, moved her slightly uncomfortable arm, then reached out and stroked her abdomen. Her expression was a little confused and dazed. After all, the physical fitness of a wizard was not comparable to that of a melee profession. Seeing Gloria get up from the heavy pile of books, Alice also stood up and moved. On the 1.5 meter high pile of books was the divine doll Chrissy, who was sleeping. Next to her was the doll maid group, who was busy organizing pieces of white paper full of dense characters.
"Sister Gloria."
"Have you finished your research on the magic power device?"
Alice stretched her waist beautifully, and the girl's beautiful curves were immediately exposed. She looked a little tired and said slowly, "I have completed one-third of the structural analysis of Thaling. I think I can finish it in a week."
It was a wise choice to come to Mordor.
Alice thought so in her heart. Søren and Gloria were not difficult to get along with. Although Fallen Witch looked a little dangerous, they did not particularly reject her. The most important thing was that there were many things in Mordor that were very attractive to her. As a legendary puppeteer, all her energy was now devoted to the study of magic power devices and Thaling Rune Life. The two sides had some exchanges, and they felt that they had gained something after just a few days of getting along.
Alice felt that she could consider making a Thaling Rune Life herself after completing the study of Thaling.
Gloria also gained a lot.
Alice mainly provided the technology of miniaturization of Rune Life, and how to use the abilities of the Rune Life. It was all knowledge that Alice found in the ruins of the Arcane Empire. Unfortunately, the library she found at that time was seriously damaged, and some of the knowledge had been lost. At present, the research work of the [Elemental Furnace] was mainly handed over to Fallen Witch. They were responsible for the advanced Rune Life. Søren hoped to build a powerful golem army, and the two legendary witches had put a lot of effort into this.
"Yes."
"It's almost done."
Gloria withdrew her hand from her abdomen and said slowly, "I'll give you the structure of part of the spell models this afternoon."
With that, she walked out of the room.
After walking out of the laboratory, Gloria placed her white palm on her abdomen again. She frowned slightly and murmured, "Why is it that I can clearly feel the aura of a new life, but there's no movement in my stomach at all?"
"Could it be that they aren't bred according to the lifespan of mortals?"
Different species.
The cycle of reproduction was naturally different.
Humans took ten months to conceive, Elves took one year and three months, Dwarves took about twelve months, and Orcs only needed eight months. As for the other humanoid species, their reproduction speed was even faster. Gnolls only needed six to seven months, while Goblins needed around three months. Sometimes, they could give birth three times a year. The difference between other oviparous life forms was even greater. The lizardmen and kobolds reproduced very quickly, but they also needed time to hatch.
Generally speaking, Goblins and Kobolds were the easiest to reproduce among intelligent creatures. They could give birth to at least two waves in a year.
A half-elf's pregnancy cycle was eleven months.
Under normal circumstances, Gloria's stomach should be bulging by now.
However, there was no change in her belly at all, and her figure was still so graceful. The only explanation was that this child was not calculated according to the lifespan of a mortal.
If it wasn't calculated according to the lifespan of a mortal, the time needed would be very difficult to estimate.
Goddess of Agriculture.
She was the Goddess that Søren had an alliance with. She was the descendant of a True God. Her mother was Mother Gaia, and her father was the God of Light. She was born in Mother Gaia's stomach for hundreds of years.
A True God who was born with [Minor Divine Power]!
Gloria was a little distressed now, but also a little relieved, because the current situation was really not conducive to the birth of the child. The outbreak of the Avatar Crisis was getting more and more intense, and they themselves were not in an absolutely safe environment.
While there was still some time.
Gloria got up and went to check on Vivian. The little princess of Mordor City had an independent courtyard, and the gate was guarded by a huge Quetzalcoatlus.
LuLu had recently been learning combat skills from a drow warrior.
Therefore, no one usually came to this courtyard. Gloria had also specially set up a formation to prevent others from affecting Vivian's fusion with the Godhead. She walked into the spacious courtyard. The Quetzalcoatlus, who was in charge of guarding the door, looked up at Gloria for a moment and then very meekly lowered its head. Gloria stood outside the door and took a few glances before leaving. Fusing with Divinity wasn't an easy task, and Søren had set up a protective barrier around the room.
Compared to the Fallen Witch, who was focused on research, Gloria still needed to deal with the affairs of Mordor City regularly.
She was the mistress of Mordor City.
In the absence of Søren, Gloria needed to approve the documents in the council hall every week and regularly deliver Søren's plan to the officials of Mordor City.
Although it was rumored that the relationship between Søren and Princess Anna was very ambiguous, the only mistress of Mordor City was Gloria.
She was very popular in Mordor City!
At this time, the sky had gradually brightened, and there was the sound of patrolling guards changing shifts outside.
At this moment.
A dazzling light suddenly appeared in the northwest sky. This light was like a meteor streaking across the sky. In the process of falling, there was a violent collision. An incomparably powerful force was affecting the elements of the material plane. Even the distant sky seemed to have some traces of distortion.
"What is this?!"
Gloria's figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, she appeared on the astrology platform. She looked at the distant sky and murmured, "It's not a meteor! This is definitely not a meteor that fell from the Astral Realm to the mortal world! … "
"It's a bit like a god."
"Could it be!?"
Gloria seemed to think of something, and her face changed slightly in an instant.
At the same time.
Many beings in the material plane sensed this scene, and they all looked up at the horizon in the northwest at the same time. Then, they began to ponder with a solemn expression.
The northwest wilderness.
This was very close to the Orc tribe. Since the outbreak of the war during the Ilmas Empire, the influence of the Orc gods in the material plane had become weaker and weaker. The number of Orcs in the material plane was not large, and they were not even as large as the dwarves. They just occupied a relatively barren land to reproduce. For the Orcs in the material plane, they were a group of abandoned people, because the Orc gods' energy was in other worlds, and they did not pay much attention to this plane.
There was not only one main material plane in the boundless sea of the Astral Realm.
The gods in the Pantheon temple had scattered their faith to many places in the multiverse. The existence of other material planes was certain, but it was not easy to get there.
Especially after the Sigil City was closed.
In order to maintain the control of faith in a certain plane, some gods would even seal the space to prevent others from finding it.
The Country of Dragons was a good example.
There were many small planes in the multiverse controlled by the dragons. The Dragon God divided these places into private areas for dragons to reproduce. The Brass Dragon Princess, who signed a contract with Søren, came from these planes. [Note: "The Legendary Dragon Kingdom", Volume 1, Dragon Island.]
Rumble.
The light in the sky finally fell, and it directly smashed a large hole with a diameter of more than ten miles in the northwest wilderness.
The surrounding space was distorted.
A large amount of energy escaped, and immediately attracted many wild beasts.
The terrifying energy impact caused the space to crack.
In those pitch-black Space Cracks, one could occasionally see another world, an incomparably vast primeval forest, or an endless expanse of grassland.
Awoo!
The figures of a pack of wolves appeared.
When the terrifying light fell, the explosive impact instantly destroyed everything in the surroundings. A pack of wolves that were active in the northwest wilderness came here.
The eyes of the alpha wolf glowed with a faint green light, and it led the pack of wolves to the depths of the light.
Strands of invisible energy dissipated.
This energy constantly flowed into the bodies of the wild beasts, and soon, some incredible changes happened to them. Their expressions became more and more human, and their eyes became more and more lively. They even constantly communicated with each other as they moved forward.
Yes.
They were communicating with each other, as if they were intelligent creatures.
… … …
A speck of holy silver-white light appeared.
In the periphery of the northwest wilderness, the hazy incarnation of the Lady of Silvermoon appeared here, and behind her was the moon gate that was slowly closing.
"The God of the Hunt, Malar! … "
The Lady of Silvermoon's expression was quite dignified at the moment. She looked at the falling light in the distance and murmured, "Has his kingdom fallen? But why did it fall to the mortal world? "
"His kingdom was not destroyed in the astral plane, but fell to the material plane."
"Is all of this a coincidence?"
The Lady of Silvermoon fell into deep thought. While she was thinking, a powerful attraction came from the depths of the northwest wilderness, constantly attracting the wild beasts around. The closer these wild beasts were to the depths of the wilderness, the more obvious their wisdom became. In the end, even the figure of the Winter Wolf appeared.
— Intelligent beasts.
This was the power of the God of the Hunt, Malar, and the divine power he had accumulated over a long period of time.
When Søren killed the Demigod Vampire, the kingdom of the original God of Half-elves and Rogues had begun to fall. After the death of this weak god, the kingdom was quite unstable, and it was almost on the verge of falling. At that time, Søren took over the priesthood, and soon officially became a god, which prevented the original kingdom of the Half-elves from falling.
[Note: When officially becoming a god, Søren connected to the original kingdom of the Half-elves and received divine feedback.]
The God of the Hunt, Malar, was dead!
He died in the hands of Søren, and Søren did not inherit his core priesthood.
Malar was an intelligent beast, and his kingdom was also composed of personal knowledge. It was not as balanced as the kingdom of the Lady of Silvermoon. In addition to Werecreatures, Elves, and humans, it also accepted some other forms of life. The kingdom of the God of the Hunt, Malar, only accepted one form.
That was — [Beast Form]!
The God of the Hunt, Malar, was in the form of a beast, so if the believers in his kingdom were reincarnated as [Intelligent Beasts], almost most of the petitioners were beasts after reincarnation.
His kingdom was very close to the [Gray Wilderness] plane.
If a god fell, the divine kingdom would gradually collapse. The speed at which this happened could be fast or slow, mainly depending on the structure and size of the divine kingdom. There was also a moment when a plane would meet its end. If no one took over the divine kingdom of the God of the Hunt, Malar, then the divine kingdom would gradually fall. It could hit some planes in the astral plane, or it could collapse and be destroyed directly in the astral plane.
What happened in front of them was a very small probability.
The kingdom of the God of the Hunt, Malar, fell into the mortal world, and it was not completely destroyed. The remaining power of the kingdom turned the northwest wilderness into a half-bitwall structure.
The kingdom became a temporary half-bitwall attached to the northwest wilderness of the main material plane.
This process.
It would continue until the power of the kingdom was exhausted, and then the half-bitwall formed here would gradually disappear.
This kind of thing had happened before.
The dimensional fortress of the Wizard City suddenly came, and the great wizard who had been wandering in the astral plane for hundreds of years returned. The half-bitwall space hit the wall of the Wizard City and formed an independent bitwall passage.
This news even shocked Søren.
…
A broken space.
With a silver-white light, the figure of the Lady of Silvermoon appeared on a vast grassland.
The earth had cracked.
The ground in front of her cracked open a crack that was hundreds of kilometers long, and flowing magma could even be seen in the depths of the crack. Everything around looked a little distorted, and the space was strangely broken.
Metaphorically speaking, it was like a mirror that was broken and then put together again.
The scene in front of her was like a reflection in a broken mirror. There were cracks at the edge of the space, and these cracks were gradually collapsing the whole world.
Many corpses of beasts could be seen on the grassland.
Wolves, tigers, leopards.
There were some other beasts. They were not real beasts, but residents of the kingdom, petitioners of the God of the Hunt, Malar.
These were all intelligent beasts reincarnated from souls.
Some were even very powerful, but under the disaster of the collapse of the kingdom, even the petitioners of the Holy Spirit level might not be able to survive.
The whole kingdom was dying.
The boundary of the bitwall was gradually shrinking. The Lady of Silvermoon glanced at the corpses of the beasts on the ground, and then moved into the depths of the grassland.
She was not sure how long this kingdom could last.
But before the kingdom was completely destroyed, she still had some things to do, because most of the wealth of the gods was kept inside the kingdom.
The kingdom was an independent world.
The laws of the bitwall here were not favorable to her, and there might be oracles and servants of the God of the Hunt who survived. She had to hurry. Exploring the kingdom of another god, even if that god had already fallen, was no less dangerous than fighting an ancient red dragon alone. God knows what the hell was in the kingdom of the God of the Hunt that had been running for thousands of years!
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