Moonlight shone on the plains.
Søren leaned against the side of the carriage and closed his eyes to take a nap. They were at the edge of the area, and even though the area had been cleared, Søren did not dare to let his guard down. He knew that the reason he was able to reach the realm of Legends was because of his vigilance. Amandina left the carriage and walked around the area. A faint glow of magic appeared around the carriage, and when she came back, she looked at Soran and said, "Take a rest. I've already set up a defensive spell."
This was the benefit of being a spellcaster.
Soran nodded slightly, looked into the distance, and said, "Thank you."
The mistress paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Call me Gloria. My tone was a bit harsh at the beginning. You might have your own difficulties, but you're not willing to tell me. "
The Northern Witch in front of him was different.
Søren had met many spellcasters, and most of them were eccentric and arrogant. Gloria's mother, for example, had the typical attitude of a spellcaster. They respected the strong and ignored the weak. However, Gloria was different. She was the polar opposite of her mother. Søren would have doubted if they were biological mother and daughter if not for the similarities in their facial features.
Vivian breathed evenly in the carriage. The little girl was very tired after sitting in the carriage for a whole day.
The horses were very quiet because of the spell. A simple charm spell was enough to make them obey. Gloria hesitated for a moment, then sat down beside Søren and whispered, "You're different from the others I've met. As a rogue, you're very knowledgeable. I'm afraid that some wizards can't compare to you. However, you can be very stubborn sometimes. You even remind me of the monks I've met. They're also very stubborn. "
Was he trying to ease the tension between them?
Søren turned his head and looked at her. In fact, all he could see were her beautiful eyes. He played with a Kindler in his hand, and a golden light danced on his fingertips. He slowly said, "You're also different from the other witches I've seen. From what I know, they're all arrogant women. You know what? The tavern once evaluated the three most difficult types of women to deal with. The first was the Drows, the second was the Amazons, and the third was you Northern Witches. "
Gloria revealed a strange expression and said, "Is that so? So this is how people see the Northern Witches? "
It was obvious that she rarely went to taverns. That was the place where information was the most up-to-date, but it was also too chaotic. Generally, noble Spell Casters would not go to such low-level places because they were really rich. Just like how nobles who believed themselves to be of noble blood would not mix with commoners, there was a clear difference between the ranks of professions.
"Yes." Søren looked at the bright stars in the night sky and said seriously, "But you're not the same. You're easier to get along with than them, and of course, you're more beautiful."
The slight compliment made Gloria smile slightly. She shook her head and was about to say something when she suddenly stood up with a horrified expression and looked up in the direction of Whiterun.
Unknowingly, the distant horizon had turned fiery red. That familiar scene caused the two of them to change their expressions greatly!
"Meteor Burst?!"
Søren looked at the distance in disbelief. He did not know if it was because of fear or something else, but his expression was very stiff. Just as they left Amber City, the city was turned into ruins by the Meteor Burst. Now, as soon as they left Whiterun, someone in Whiterun cast a legendary spell. Søren would not believe it if it was not a coincidence, but he was also full of doubts because he did not know why this happened.
"The spell failed!"
The fiery red clouds in the sky gradually dissipated. Gloria's expression was very serious. She said in a deep voice, "Someone interrupted the spell."
Whiterun was not Amber City.
Amber City was a new city built by the river, so it wasn't very strong yet. However, Whiterun had been around for a long time, and its founder was even a legendary class who had successfully slain a dragon. It was impossible for such a powerful spell to go unnoticed by the guardians. As long as a high-grade spellcaster or above teleported over to interrupt the spell, the spell would be stopped. The higher the grade of a spell, the longer it would take to cast it, especially large-scale spells with a large area of effect.
"Are you still not going to tell me?" Gloria frowned and stared at Søren in front of her. Her expression was very serious. She said in a deep voice, "Is Vivian the Child of God?!"
The Child of God.
Gloria had this thought in her mind a long time ago. After all, the little girl's talent was too outstanding.
If a genius among mortals could have 18 points of Innate Attribute, then a genius among geniuses could only reach 20 points of Innate Attribute at most.
However, Vivian's Innate Attribute was already more than 20 points.
Søren had part of the half-elf bloodline, so he was born with high Dexterity. His father was a high-grade Thief, so he must have inherited some of his father's abilities. However, even with all these factors combined, his Innate Attribute was only 18 points. He could be considered a genius in this field. But what about Vivian's Innate Attribute? She had 21 points of Charm when she had just awakened, which meant that she had broken through the Innate Attribute. Søren would be lying if he said that he did not suspect that she was the Child of God.
However, the problem was that they shared the same mother. Although Søren had some guesses, he could not be sure.
However, the scene in front of him told him that if the probability of Vivian being the Child of God was 25% at first, it had now increased to 50%.
Could Vivian's father really be a god?
Why would a god choose an ordinary human to give birth to a child? Judging by Søren's current ability, his mother was definitely a very ordinary human.
This was because he did not have any Innate Attribute.
Søren took a deep breath. His hand was already on the curved sword. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "I don't know. Vivian and I share the same mother but different fathers. If she really was the Child of God, I would have noticed it long ago. However, she doesn't have any Divine Power in her body, so it's unlikely that she's the Child of God. I've seen her father, and he was just a powerful adventurer. "
Gloria was still frowning, but her expression softened a little. She said, "Then why did you decide to leave at this time? Don't tell me that this is all a coincidence. "
She glanced at Søren's hand on the curved sword and said softly, "You still don't believe me? Whether or not Vivian is the Child of God, I like this little girl very much. If anything happens, I'll stand by her side. Are you still not going to tell me anything? "
Søren hesitated for a moment and said, "If I tell you this, can you keep it a secret?"
Gloria nodded without hesitation and said in a serious voice, "I'll keep it a secret."
"Good." Søren took a deep breath. His expression was very serious, but what he said was half true and half false. He said in a low voice, "I once found a secret underground cave built by a Lich in Amber City. I even met a Snake Demon in it. I learned a terrible prophecy from it. The Gods will lose their Divine Power and eventually fall to the mortal world. There will be endless slaughter in the Abyss and Hell, and the believers of the Evil God will spread fear everywhere. The whole world will be plunged into war, and only the Frost Kingdom will be safe for the time being. "
While Søren was talking, Gloria had secretly cast Lie Detection.
The effect of this spell wasn't absolute, but it could still detect the general truth and falsehood. She got the result that most of what Søren said was true. Although a small part of the answer was vague, most of the information was true. He didn't completely lie to her, and the feedback of the spell told her that he was probably telling the truth. There were more advanced spells that could predict the truth, but that required the help of the gods. Now that the gods had fallen into silence, the only spell that could be used was the enhanced lie detector version of the lie detector.
How was this possible?
The Gods would lose their Divine Power and fall to the mortal world?
What would the mortal world be like then? Would it be a chaotic battle between the gods?
Gloria didn't have the energy to think about what Søren was vague about, because the news she heard had made her thoughts chaotic. She certainly knew a little about the Gods losing contact. The believers all over the world couldn't contact the Gods, and this had caused a lot of panic.
So what Søren said was probably true!
If the Gods really fell to the mortal world, and the Abyss and Hell got involved, how chaotic would the whole world be?
Liches were basically Legendary.
If this prophecy came from a Lich, then it was very likely to be a Legendary Prophecy, and the probability of it being correct was at least above 50%.
"So that's why you insisted on going to the Elves, and then went to the Frost Kingdom?"
Gloria was silent for a long time, then looked at Søren and said in disbelief, "Then why is it so coincidental? Just when you were about to leave, the Skinning Incident happened, and then Whiterun was attacked. There must be some connection, either it's related to you and me, or it's related to Vivian. "
Both of them couldn't help but look at the little girl who was sleeping soundly. Whether it was Søren or Gloria, they didn't think that they had much to do with these things, so the most likely person was Vivian!
Was she really the Child of God?
But why didn't she have any Divine Power? Why didn't they find anything after so many years?
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Whiterun.
There were already several places in the bustling city that were on fire. The figure of the gray-robed sorcerer flew up into the sky. There were continuous sounds of battle on the ground. At the same time, in the most central position of the city, there seemed to be a high-pitched roar of a dragon. A dazzling light soared into the sky. Following that, a majestic legendary warrior with a full body of blood-red heavy armor stepped out. He was holding a strange longsword in his hand, which was burning with raging flames.
"Dragon-slaying Sword!?"
The beautiful woman's figure appeared in a corner. She glanced over there and murmured, "Did that guy finally pull out the cursed weapon?"
"Forget it, I don't care so much. I'll take this opportunity to leave this place. The Druil who are monitoring me seems to be very busy recently. Hehe. It seems that I really have to thank these troublemakers. Now I'm finally free! "
The light of a spell appeared, and the beautiful woman's figure disappeared into thin air.
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