I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 387 The Forgotten Legend

There are many legends about the God of Gods, but due to the long time, no race has a clear record of it.

In human civilization, or more precisely, in the human mage civilization that emerged at the end of the Second Era, the Supreme God Io is described as a ball of bright white light that has no form, no consciousness, and will not reveal its true form at will.

It is the founder of the order of the gods and the ancestor god who gave birth to the gods in the astral world.

In the records of the high elves, it is described as a chaotic stream of consciousness.

Finally, in a huge explosion that destroyed the world, this chaos disintegrated into countless small consciousness strings, forming individual dimensional wills.

But even among these two active races of the Second Era, no one had seen or sensed the existence of this God above Gods.

As for the races that were born later, there was no record of this god who had never appeared.

Most of those who know about the existence of Io are old monsters that appeared in the first and second eras.

For example, the so-called primitive humans.

“Oh my!

It’s a truly amazing work!”

A very frivolous voice sounded behind Tymora.

"Someone actually brought this old monster back!"

Almost subconsciously, a small gold coin appeared at the tip of Tymora's finger, aiming at the uninvited guest who appeared within her barrier.

"Show your identity, human!"

A human with black hair and black eyes, whose appearance was somewhat similar to Ivan and who was wearing an old-fashioned dress, appeared in front of Tymora.

Because during the Battle of Nield, the weakling Laer had been staying in the mining town and had no contact with Archer Nolihus, who was disguised as the elf researcher Leia at the time.

Afterwards, the Alduin trio and Iris, who had met the first Nolihus, remained silent about it.

Therefore, both Lal and Morgan looked even more confused than Tymora.

"Why have you become so irritable, Tyche—

Hey, how come you only have half left? "

Tymora felt her heart tighten when she saw the human being in front of her who appeared out of thin air and could penetrate her lucky barrier and bypass her divine perception actually called out the name she and her sister had before they separated.

"who are you?"

Tymora, whose fingertips had already begun to gather strength, asked the question again in a different way.

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't get excited!"

The human in front of him had his hands raised high, but there was no sign of fear on his face.

He turned his head and looked at Lal beside him.

"Hello again, little girl!

You are much more beautiful in person than any of your dolls at Nield's."

Lal, who still hadn't remembered the human in front of him, tilted his head and revealed his signature clear expression.

"alright!"

Archer Nolihus stretched out a finger, and the force field wrapped around it easily pushed aside Tymora's gold coins that were ready to be released.

“I’m an old acquaintance of yours.

Well, I guess so. We have fooled each other a few times...

When you were still Taiji, the goddess of fate."

Tymora's pupils began to shrink violently.

He and Benshaba were originally one, both part of the goddess of fate named Taiji.

In an accident, he was chopped into two halves by the visiting moon goddess Sulun.

The two sisters who were born from Taiji's remains inherited Taiji's light and darkness respectively. They started fighting when they met and tore each other apart whenever they talked on the phone.

But no matter who it was, no one inherited Taiji's memory.

They still learned a little bit of Taiji's story from Loshanda, the Lord of the Dawn, who was present at the scene at the time.

But the human in front of him seemed to know Taiji better than himself.

"This is impossible……"

Thinking of this, Taimora blurted out in great surprise.

“Even the original humans were born at the end of the Second Era.

My sister and I were separated by the Moon Blade long before the birth of mankind...

How could you possibly know Taiji?"

Archer on the opposite side shrugged, not caring about the small gold coin that appeared again at Tymora's fingertips.

“I’m not some original human being.

Instead of talking about these things in detail, it is better to take a look at the Kingdom of Elves.

I have a descendant who is doing this in there... According to his weird sayings, it's called a demon..."

……

With the end of the second round of attacks, Corellon took advantage of the cover of the attack waves and once again built a passage to the kingdom of God leading to the main material plane.

In order to cut off their retreat and prevent pursuers from finding Shahani and her companions through the passage after the fall of the Kingdom of God, Corellon crushed the passage into very small pieces.

Therefore, it took too much time to rebuild.

“This should allow us to bypass the other party’s perception.

Every divine power fluctuation generated by reconstruction is hidden under the divine power fluctuation of attack..."

Corellon clapped his hands. This habit was actually a bit degrading for a god.

When most gods cleanse themselves, they will use simple divine power vibrations, and both the dust on the surface of the body and the impurities inside the body will disappear with the vibrations.

Especially a native god like Corellon.

Some of the gods would retain their movement habits from their mortal days, and in order to integrate into the new world of gods, they would spend a long time correcting these habits.

But this elven god did it the other way around.

After experiencing the Crown War and Rose's betrayal, he began to feel that his "humanity" as a living being was disappearing.

So he had to start making himself develop more habitual movements of ordinary creatures to delay the time it took for him to turn into a large divine power switch.

He waved towards the distance, indicating that the Labelas passage was ready, and the elven god walked in front of Lian again.

"brat……"

He half-knelt down, trying to make his eyes level with Lian.

"I talked to your sister for a long time...

Now, how about you accompany me, your grandpa, during the last moments of your life?"

The last time?

Ivan next to him suddenly became alert.

“Corellon, don’t we already have an evacuation plan?

As the main god, you don’t need to participate in the offensive action…”

Corellon, wearing hollow armor, turned his head to look at Ivan, a rare smile appearing on his face.

"Human, you don't think that the painless attacks of these ordinary elves can cover up the fluctuations caused by the channel transmission..."

For the first time, he felt a little bit of acceptance in his heart about the human being his granddaughter had a crush on.

At least this human's nature reminded him of the former Eilistraee.

“That thing outside was expelled from the star realm by me and a few other old monsters at that time.

Now, I guess I’m the only one who can make the other party ignore the escape of the Elf God…”