The knight in the abyss

Chapter 730 Aiou Appears
"What?" Lancelot screamed together with the two talking swords. "Kranvor was killed? What happened next?"

"After a while, another Griffin Knight fell to the top of the Black Rod Tower. He brought healing potions for the injured Midnight, and flew the female mage to the peak outside Waterdeep City, trying to intercept the thieves. They really chased On Cyric, but Midnight has no magical power in her body, she missed the best chance to kill the enemy, let him escape to the heavenly ladder, and Heim prevented Midnight from continuing to try."

"The God of Defense and Guardian..." Lancelot sighed, "It's a pity that judgment is not included in his priesthood."

"Yes, when Midnight questioned Heim, that's exactly what the latter answered." Kara Lin took another sip of wine, his face already turning red with excitement, "The next thing, in every book in the kingdom There are detailed records in the museum-Cyric said to Haim: "I have found the tablet of fate!" I know too.' Midnight cried out: 'No! He's a liar! Cyric stole the slate from us! And killed a good man for it!' Heim replied indifferently, 'As I As I said just now, I know who retrieved these slates." Midnight weakly asked, "Since you know everything, why accept it?" And at this moment, Io appeared..."

"Wow!" Lancelot was taken aback when he heard the words, "God God himself has shown up? Under the gaze of countless mortals? What does he look like?"

"Neither ugly nor handsome, aged between 120 and [-], hair and beard as white as marble." Star Strike interjected, "Height depends on the situation, usually two taller than the tallest person present ruler."

"Uh..." Lancelot looked at Star Strike with weird eyes, "How does it feel like you've seen it before?"

"Aras are one of the earliest intelligent creatures in the multiverse. At that time, mortals had not yet appeared, and managing this universe was not a hard job. The gods and gods would often visit the royal court of the stars, and the queen would bring out her best Fine wine greets this honorable master..." Star Strike flashed lightly, "But after the appearance of mortals, we rarely have the chance to see him, and later we heard that Io created the gods to come Help him manage this universe, but it seems that he has not been freed from it. Alas, his robe is a gift from our Aratian clan!"

"What kind of robe is that?" Lancelot asked curiously, "Is it immune to all physical and magical damage?"

"...That's a good joke, haha." The holy relic of the Eratian Clan said dryly, "Scholar, since you said that God's appearance was recorded in detail, then there must be records about His clothing, right? "

"Of course. The god God wears a robe remarkable enough to make him stand out in the court of any mortal or god. The robe hangs down like ordinary cloth, with wrinkles here and there, but when looking straight at it, You will feel that you are staring at the sky. The robe is as black as oblivion, and the dots of stars on the surface are arranged in an inconspicuous pattern, giving the whole robe a beautiful sense of harmony..."

"Wait a minute." Lancelot turned his head to stare at Star Strike, "Why do I feel..."

"Don't think about it, it's the same material." Starstrike said in a somewhat smug tone, "But if you think you can kill the great God God by holding me, then it's the same as Melkor who thinks you can steal fate. As stupid as a slate would allow him to gain the power of Io. The Lord of the Gods would wear that robe simply because it really looks good, it's perfect for showing who he is, and it definitely doesn't confuse the shirt."

"Oh, thank you so much, you successfully dispelled my stupid thoughts that never occurred to me." Lancelow violently rolled his exaggerated eyes, "Karalin, go on, I want to hear more about God What did you say."

"Faced with the female mage's questioning, Io replied in a tough, loud voice without a trace of sympathy: 'Because it is not Heim's duty to make judgments, nor is it his prerogative.' He took fate from Heim's hands The slate, while Cyric dared to look directly at Io, and announced to him: "I brought you the slate!" And Ao looked at the thief with neither approval nor disgust, and to everyone present, And the gods who were not there said: 'Yes, and this is the sum of the slates.' Then he slapped the two slates, and the sacred thing that everyone dreamed of was turned into powder..."

"Let me just say it." Star Strike's voice sounded faintly again, "Those slabs are just for the elderly to remember things, and they have no other purpose."

"Io's actions shocked everyone, Haim even jumped up in fright, and asked in fear: 'Master, what did you do?' Shenshangshen calmly explained to all the gods present and absent,' The slates have no meaning, I keep them just to remind you of your duty. I created you to serve the balance, not for you to twist it for your own benefit. But you don't realize this and think the slates are a set Rules, a childish game of pomp and prestige, and when the rules become inconvenient, you steal it...'"

"Wow." Lancelot raised his eyebrows. "The gods are reprimanded under the gaze of mortals. That kind of scene is really rare."

"Hehe, that's true. Whenever I read this paragraph in the historical materials, I regret that I didn't see that scene with my own eyes." Kara Lin agreed with a smile, "Heim tried to explain, explaining to the Lord of the Gods Who was the culprit of the theft, but Io silenced him with a simple gesture, and continued to say to all the gods: 'I know who stole the Tablet of Fate, Bane and Mirku have used their Life paid for the crime. But all of you are guilty of letting your worshipers build wasteful temples, dedicating blindly to your name to feed your own children, and even spilling your own blood on Your depraved altars—and the worship of these so-called lower beings that you can use only to impress each other. You do enough to make me wish you had never been created.'”

"Io paused for a moment to allow the audience to ponder what he had said, then continued: 'But I did create you, and not without a purpose. Now I will ask you to fulfill that purpose. Beginning today, your true power , will depend on the number and loyalty of your followers.'”

"From one end of the world to the other, the gods gasped in amazement. In the far-off lands, Talos, the god of storm and destruction, roared and asked: 'By mortals?' And Io answered:' Yes, and not only that: without worshipers, you will wither, or even perish completely. And after these things happen in the realm, it is not easy to win the faith of mortals, you must serve mortals to gain theirs worship.'"

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