Despite how arrogant these four were, the Nether God was actually a lawful deity.
Her teachings mainly focused on the balance of the world, the balance of energy.
She believed that if there was light, there must be darkness. If there was life, there must be death. Even gods had to die.
Thanks to her philosophy, the believers of the Nether God Church were able to use quite good dark divine spells.
Darkness magic was quite powerful, especially when it came to cursing people.
However, there were also negative effects. The more he used the dark element, the easier it was for his personality to become gloomy and cruel.
Everyone knew that magic could affect the user's personality.
Therefore, the more one believed in the God of the Underworld, the easier it was for one to fall into a state of indifference.
He didn't even regard life as life.
After all, the Nether God was in charge of death and souls.
Seeing the four people surrounding him, Roland was not anxious at all.
Players would not die anyway, and he felt that these four people were no match for him.
At this time, the female elf Isabella said coldly, "In the Underworld, the Soul Gatherer is sacred and cannot be offended. If it wants to lead your soul, you cannot resist."
The female elf's words sounded very unreasonable.
Moreover, there was no 'humanity' at all.
However, that was how the Nether God Church was.
This was the Netherworld, and they believed in the God of the Underworld, so they used dark divine spells.
Their current understanding of the two concepts of life and death was already somewhat vague.
There was even some confusion.
In their opinion, in the Netherworld, life was death, and death was life.
There seemed to be no difference.
Therefore, Isabella believed that it was reasonable for Roland to accept the Soul Gatherer's Soul Guide.
In her opinion, it was similar to being disarmed for inspection.
"Sacred?" Roland laughed. "But what if I don't accept it?"
"The Underworld was built by the Goddess. If you are not willing to accept the rules here, then get out of this plane."
What he said was very reasonable and imposing.
However, Roland couldn't help but refute, "As far as I know, the Netherworld has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the Nether God has changed countless times. In terms of origin, this is not the place of the current Nether God."
Isabella's face puffed up with anger.
She didn't know how to refute his words.
But in fact, it was because she was not very good at debating.
As long as he said, "Don't tell me that the property left to you by your parents is not considered your property?"
That way, Roland's words would be destroyed.
The livestream was filled with cheers and laughter.
This female elf isn't very smart.
'I only need ten minutes to get her into bed.'
"I feel like the Nether God's priest is a bit silly. Could it be that learning Dark Divine Arts is like the Berserkers, where they will lose their brains? "
"That's very likely. But it also shows how evil Roland is. "
"How can you be a sorcerer if you're not ruthless?"
Roland rendered the other party speechless with a single sentence. Then, he simply stood there and looked at the other party with a smile.
Isabella was getting angrier and angrier, but her mind was blank. She didn't know how to answer him.
In the past, everyone in the Netherworld showed them some respect. This was the first time she had seen someone like Roland who was not afraid of the Nether God's prestige. She didn't know how to deal with him.
Plus, she really wasn't very smart. Her "attributes" were all added to her Charm.
Now that he had encountered a thorn in his side, he did not know how to deal with it.
After staring blankly for a long time, Isabella was so angry that her face turned red, and she finally said, "No matter what, return the feathers of light to us."
"Feathers of light?" Roland thought for a moment and said, "Something that fell from the Soul Gatherer?"
Judging from the name, it was probably those feathers that added EXP.
"Yes." Isabella nodded. "Seeing that you've just arrived in the Netherworld, we can not hold you accountable, but you have to return the feathers of light."
"You won't hold us accountable? Why won't you hold us accountable? Can you change the will of the Nether God? " Roland subconsciously discovered some of the blind spots in the other party's words. "Or, the Nether God didn't let you retrieve the feathers of light at all, and it was your own decision. The Nether God won't even blame you for breaking her divine clone. "
Isabella's expression instantly stiffened.
Seeing this, Roland knew that he had guessed correctly.
In fact, as a lawful god, the Nether God didn't care at all whether her clone was broken or not.
Nor did she give an order to retrieve the feathers of light.
These were actually all rules that the believers of the Nether God Church added themselves.
The smile on Roland's face grew wider.
Isabella took a deep breath, held back the anger in her heart, and said to the three humans next to her, "Let's go."
She turned and walked a few steps, then turned back, looked at Roland, and snorted coldly. "You're good at sophistry, and I can't beat you in words, but in the Netherworld, it's useless to just have a mouth. Don't let me catch you in other things."
After all, the Nether God was a lawful god, and they, the believers, wouldn't act recklessly without a valid reason.
Then she waved her hand, and a black mass of energy formed a dark cloud in front of her. The four of them stepped on it, gradually rose into the air, and then flew away.
Roland's eyes lit up!
What a strange flying spell!
Although it wasn't fast, it could carry people.
It was much faster than riding a horse and more stable than a carriage.
He immediately closed his eyes and recalled the magic fluctuations he had just felt.
He tried to restore the nodes of the other party's divine spell in his mind.
With this closing of his eyes, two hours passed quickly, and he didn't move at all.
The livestream was full of confusion.
"What is Roland doing?"
"It can't be a forced offline state, can it? I remember that if you're forcibly woken up, you seem to be like this, standing still. "
"It's not an offline state. People who are forcibly offline don't breathe, time is frozen, and their chests don't rise and fall. Roland is clearly rising and falling, and he's still breathing."
"Then why did he suddenly close his eyes? Is he recalling the girl's face and figure just now?"
"Is it possible that he's comprehending some kind of magic again?"
"That's impossible, how can something as lofty as creating and comprehending magic happen so casually?"
"I really think it's possible."
Just as the netizens in the livestream were discussing, Roland suddenly opened his eyes and snapped his fingers.
A black cloud of energy appeared in front of him.
Seeing this, everyone in the livestream subconsciously typed a long ellipsis.
Damn, he really comprehended magic.
However, Roland's energy cloud didn't look very good.
Just now, Isabella's energy cloud was flat and looked soft.
But Roland's black energy cloud was like an irregular sphere, and the "cloud" on the surface was still rolling nonstop, looking somewhat uncomfortable.
Roland walked around and tried to step on it, only to find that it wasn't stable at all.
After all, it was an irregular thing, how could it stand?
"I can optimize the nodes in terms of shaping," Roland said to himself, holding his chin. "And the dark elements can be replaced with other elements. This is a complicated job, and there's a magic experiment that has to be added to the schedule. "
After he finished muttering, he snapped his fingers again, and a black energy cloud appeared in front of him.
This time, the energy cloud was clearly much flatter, but it still didn't look good.
Roland tried to stand on it again, but in less than two seconds, the black energy cloud was trampled away by him, and he fell from a height of half a meter.
"I have to change the nodes in terms of the intensity of the energy cloud too. It's a bit tricky. "
Then he opened the notebook function that came with the system and began to analyze the spell.
After all, he had only glanced at it, and the restoration wasn't very good, so he had to use big data to filter and optimize the nodes.
The netizens in the livestream, watching Roland begin to calculate and analyze the spell on the street, were all amazed.
"This mobility, this focus. Sure enough, there's always a reason why others can succeed. "
"It's amazing to be able to replicate seventy to eighty percent of the spell the other party used with just a glance."
"This is the power of a top big shot."
"I've already recorded it, Roland seems to be analyzing the flight spell, I'll see if I can learn anything from it."
"I'm a Mage too, but I've completely given up. This isn't something I should touch, I'll just wait for the big shots to release the flight node diagram. "
Isabella, who was flying in the air, didn't know that her divine spell had been copied almost eighty percent by Roland.
After she flew out of Portree, she flew all the way south, and after about half an hour or so, she arrived at a city built entirely of stone pillars.
And this city was built entirely in a huge sinkhole.
Tall pillar-shaped platforms stood in the deep pit, some even more than ten meters above the horizontal ground.
And in the very center of the deep pit, there was a tallest and straightest stone column.
Isabella flew over and stopped on the platform at the top of the column.
The three human men bowed slightly to her, then walked to the side of the column, cast Feather Fall on themselves, and then jumped down, swaying and floating away.
Isabella, on the other hand, found a staircase in the middle of the horizontal right of the column and walked down.
The staircase was very, very high, and the further down she went, the wider the interior of the column became. She walked for nearly ten minutes and finally reached a platform full of red flowers and green grass.
A maid-like person was watering the flowers and plants.
She straightened up, saw Isabella, and smiled. "Look at how angry you look, who offended you?"
"A damn man, just came in from outside," Isabella said rather unhappily. Isabella said in a rather displeased manner, "You actually dare to talk back to me and even want to attack me. You're outrageously bold."
"The ignorant are fearless." The maidservant smiled, put the watering can made of stone aside, tidied up her white maid uniform, and said, "How could someone who just arrived know your position in the Nether God Church!"
"I'm about to die of anger from him, and I even lost face in front of my subordinates." Isabella was so angry that her face was puffed up. "He actually broke an emissary. In the Netherworld, so what if you die, you still live here, and after death, as long as you're not a non-believer, you can live without disease or pain for hundreds of years. Isn't it better to have a boring physical body? If it weren't for the doctrine against suicide, I would have … "
At this point, she sighed, looking very unwilling, but then she said, "Why don't you help me get revenge."
"What should I do?"
"Help me suck his bodily fluids dry!"
The maidservant gently covered her mouth. "You're so coquettish."
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