northernbook Chapter 414 That's All My Divine Power
Chapter 414 That's All My Divine Power
Ivan was standing in front of the spliced dragon Falazul, looking at an arm strung on its teeth.
That was his own extremely precious right hand, how could it be gone just like that...
To be honest, Alvin felt a little strange about how he felt right now.
Logically speaking, after losing such a large part of the body, one would be rolling on the ground in pain.
But now, not only did Alvin not feel any pain at all, he could clearly sense that there was a thin layer of energy around his wound, separating his body from the outside world.
When he woke up this time, it was not his subconscious that was driving his body, but his main consciousness.
He knew very well that this feeling was probably related to the storm of divine power he had stirred up in the kingdom of elves.
According to the winged, schizophrenic goddess, her program is a phenomenon that only occurs when mortal creatures ascend to gods.
Before Alvin could take a closer look, several figures quickly appeared beside him.
The silver-haired elf god Laveras, with the winged schizophrenic guy next to him;
Corellon, the main god of the elves, wearing hollow armor, was accompanied by a strange, ordinary-looking human;
There was also a skeleton held in Corellon's hand, and the white robe on it looked very familiar.
"Old Skeleton?"
Alvin recognized the guy at once, and the other party waved at Alvin weakly, as if he had just suffered a terrible blow.
“Old Skeleton… Were you beaten by Corellon?
After all, you said a lot of bad things about him before..."
"Huh?! By whom?"
Rillifane, who had a sullen look on his face the previous second, immediately straightened up and broke free from Corellon's hand.
The soul flame in his eye sockets grew a full circle larger, and the cold flame was about to jump out of his eye sockets.
"This guy wants to beat me up? He can't even use one hand to do anything to me!
I haven’t moved so fast in a long time, I’m just a little dizzy…”
Ivan noticed that when the old skeleton jumped up and down, Corellon gave him a very obvious look, as if there was something strange about the relationship between the two old guys.
“Human, the distribution of your divine power is completely different now than when I last saw you.
What have you done in my kingdom of God?
The Elf Lord ignored Rillifane's verbal attack and instead looked at Ivan with a serious face, which made Ivan, who was missing half of his body, a little confused.
"Shouldn't you guys first think of a way to cast a god-level healing spell on me...
What’s different?
Unable to resist his curiosity, Alvin immediately asked.
"The divine power in your body before seemed to be stored in a separate space—"
"That's all my divine power! Mine!"
The unfamiliar human next to him suddenly jumped out and stared at Ivan's face.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard Alvin racked his brains, he couldn't remember who this person was.
Judging from his ordinary appearance, he is probably not an important role.
As expected, Corellon ignored Leila's interruption and continued talking on his own.
“And now, the divine power in your body is like blood, flowing throughout your body.
If you are not a deity, then now you are at least a divine being from the divine plane."
After saying that, Corellon looked at the right side of Ivan's body.
"In this state, I'm afraid no spell can help you heal your body—
Or let me put it another way, the strength of your body can no longer be changed by ordinary magic.
Therefore, healing magic has absolutely no effect on you."
After hearing this, Alvin's head immediately drooped.
"No, no, no..."
His tone was so dejected that the old skeleton had no intention of gloating.
"Am I going to go out like this from now on?"
Just as Corellon was about to speak, a huge roar sounded nearby.
Falazul's big mouth, with an arm hanging from it, opened again, spewing out a fishy and foul-smelling air.
"Corellon, do you think you can talk big in front of me just by gathering all of you guys together?
Even if you put all of you together, you are no match for me! Maggots! "
"What about adding a few of us?"
As the voice sounded, several white lights appeared in front of Ivan.
Iris walked out of the white light of the leap, bringing with her the goddess of luck, Tymora, who had just been conscripted.
Next came the black-haired and black-eyed Archer Nolisius, the orc girl Morgan, and Lal, who had just stabilized his body and ran to Ivan.
Like Xiling, this goddess, who looked so clear that people doubted whether she could take care of herself, immediately threw various healing spells at Ivan, and even took out a small harp and played a song for no apparent reason.
Falazul, whose body was bleeding from every joint, was completely enraged.
His speech was interrupted, his threats were ignored, and even though he clearly felt that he could not hold on for much longer, it could not stop his urge to kill the creature in front of him.
"Even if you all come together, I can still kill that damn human before I disintegrate!"
The roar of the dragon was close at hand, but neither Corellon nor the other gods responded.
Ivan tilted his head, looked at the stitched monster with blood gushing out of its body, then turned his body and looked into the other's huge eyeballs.
The pair of bloodshot vertical pupils made Ivan feel a little scared.
However, he still suppressed his fear of giants and said in a very serious tone:
"That's not necessarily true, Ma... er, Ya... what's your name?"
The furious dragon spread its wings, took a deep breath, and prepared to spray deadly dragon breath at the damn bug.
He didn't intend to continue arguing with the human in front of him.
After he finishes off this guy's life, he can slowly say a few harsh words to Corellon before disintegrating.
But the human who had lost half of his body showed a look of contempt in front of him.
He stretched out his only left hand, but there was no sign of him reciting any spells or casting any magic.
But a frighteningly powerful suction force came from the human's palm.
Immediately afterwards, the energy in his body that had already been fused together was divided into two.
The divine power from the Son of Io and the Head remained motionless, while the divine power from the Evil Dragon Queen Tiamat and its own negative energy, as if being targeted by a water pump, quickly left its original place and rushed towards the human's palm.
Falazul was panicking now.
Although the withdrawal speed seems amazing, it is nothing compared to his size;
However, this change disrupted the already precarious balance of divine power within the dragon's body.
Especially the divine power he used to maintain the connection between his bodies.