goddess of revolution

Chapter 304 The First Congress of the Black and Evil Forces on the Godfall Plateau

"We must unite!"

Deep in the Godfall Plateau, in an underground cave filled with rot, the lich Madara held the "First Congress of Dark Forces on the Godfall Plateau" to discuss the current sinister situation.

Those who participated in the meeting were all old acquaintances for many years. Like him, a necromancer who believed in the Lord of Pale, a pharmacist who believed in the Goddess of Plague, an illithid who believed in the God of Discord and the King of Mind Flayers, and a vicious priest who believed in the Goddess of Abuse. The demented killer of the Bloody Lady, and the demon warlock and arcanist who only believe in themselves.

Most of the people had been hiding here in the Misty Swamp Era, and after it became the Godfall Plateau, everyone had developed quite a lot of influence.

For example, Madara, the sixth-level lich, occupied a sunken fortress city, trained hundreds of apprentices, and created more than 20 hero-level zombie lords, undead knights, and bone mages. Bone Dragon.As for ordinary skeleton soldiers, skeleton mages, and zombies, he has enough materials to pull out an army of [-] undead.This made him faintly become the head of the "dark forces" in this area.

Although the meeting he convened today did not include all the evil forces in the northern part of the Shenyun Plateau, more than one-third of the heads of the most powerful forces are here.

Usually, these people would not meet easily, and they rarely even had contact with each other.But the current situation is different from the past. Gathering everyone together is not only conducive to communication, but also to determine everyone's true position through attendance or not.

"Have you all read the announcement of the Duke of Pryor? Is there no one who is as angry as I am?"

Madara urged hard: "When he built Beta City, we didn't speak. When he broke out with Prince Belino, we didn't speak. When he had conflicts with the paladins, we still didn't speak. Now, He even pointed the finger at us, savagely trampling on our dignity, if we don't unite, we won't have the chance to speak again!"

"Madala, I just happened to pass by here, and I came to join in the fun because I was curious." A sixth-level demon warlock, a short halfling, said in a mouse-like high-pitched voice: "You expect the pale lord, the plague lady, Believers of gods such as the Goddess of Abuse, the Bloody Lady, as well as Illithids, Arcanists, and warlocks like me unite against an enemy, has your brain been eaten by Mend, and now it’s stuffed with bird feathers?"

In the corner, a shadow made an indistinct grunt. It was Mend, an illithid dedicated to multiplying groups on the Godfall Plateau. His low voice echoed in everyone's hearts: "Liches have no brains. .”

"I'm making an analogy! An analogy!"

The halfling was a little annoyed, which made him speak even louder: "What is the Duke of Pryor, he's just a mere mortal! What kind of things is he messing with on the Godfall Plateau, and he can still hinder us? Even the loyal court and the Alliance of Order Even the wars against us will not affect us, we are a powerful existence overlooking all living beings!"

He swung his staff, and the shadow behind him suddenly expanded, covering the wall tens of meters high, and a strange murmur faintly came from the depths of the ground.

The halfling laughed sharply: "I got angry with Munch, and directly summoned the big demon to destroy his Beta City! I heard that Xia An is gone, who else in the Shenyun Plateau can deal with me?"

The high priest who abused the goddess said in a hoarse voice: "Munch, you just wander around alone, and you don't feel the horror of Duke Pryor at all!"

"Yes, he is powerful!"

Madara did not shy away from making positive comments on his opponents: "He has an army composed entirely of extraordinary people, and his soldiers are equipped with very sophisticated magic weapons. Duke Prell is the Minister of Magic Technology of the Alliance of Order, and Trey He invented the new magic cannon used by Queen Shia. There are many magic cannons in his army that can destroy protective barriers, each of which is equivalent to a high-level magician!"

"Prince Belino and the holy knights who were loyal to the court were driven away by him, and the paladins of Xia'andia were also subdued by him. Even if we unite and fight him head-on, we may not be able to win."

The index finger of the Bloody Lady (this is the title corresponding to the High Priest in the Bloody Church) is a half-elf female, with bright red lips and a pointed and white chin exposed under the hood.

She said in a cold voice: "Then why fight him head-on? As long as it is not a legend, there is no mortal that our bloody hands can't solve."

"Don't forget, he's still a Pope, the Pope of Lady Scarlet." Madara's words made the hood of Bloody Index Finger shake, but she didn't continue.

The sixth-level Arcanist Farrell said: "Ms. Scarlet? Isn't she a resurrected God of Love? God of Love is not that great at its strongest, similar to Lady Joy, how powerful is his pope? "

The high priest who abused the goddess continued to blow the bellows with his voice: "It's very powerful. He is the first god to have a paladin outside of Longde."

"Strictly speaking, it's not the first one. Kem's paladins are actually paladins," Madara sighed, "According to the information I received, Duke Prell purified the corrupted artifact in Xia'andia and became a paladin." , converted many Longdue paladins."

The bloody index finger muttered: "The Pope of the Good God and the paladins are indeed the natural enemies of us people. I'm afraid we won't have the chance to get close to him."

"Close to him? Good idea! Hiss..."

Another woman in a robe and hood spit out a snake-like long tongue from under the hood and said: "There are at least four saintesses in his church, and one is like the Son of Killing God. The destructive power is terrifying. I believe no one here can stop it." She hit it head-on."

"The other three, one is good at stealth and concealment, one knows ice and snow magic, and the other is Aurora, that's right, Aurora Behemia who plays Queen Elizabeth and Princess Freya. She hasn't seen it yet. What a strange ability, but she is the woman that all men on the mainland yearn for, if you can peel her skin and exchange it for me, hiss..."

Madara sneered: "Then you will die! God knows how many people will seek revenge from you."

The long-tongued girl should be a snake-blood magician, and she said in a friendly voice, "It doesn't cost a fortune to imagine it."

The halfling warlock Munch spread his hands and said, "You can't win a direct confrontation, and you can't be sure if you fight secretly, so what are you doing together?"

"plague!"

The high priest of the Lady of Plague said in a chant: "The plague can solve the problem perfectly and silently! Corrupt the new creation of the plague, and the new world of God's Meteor Plateau!"

"I've seen several plague priests who killed themselves by releasing poisonous gas without knowing the direction of the wind, and for Beta City, which has a protective barrier, I really can't think of how to do it with hands and feet inside the protective barrier. undetected."

The bloody index finger passed on the contempt he had suffered to the high priest of the plague: "What's even more ridiculous is that you still expect to use the plague to deal with Prell? From ancient times to the present, neither a pope nor a paladin died of the plague .”

The halfling said angrily: "Then what are you doing here!? How powerful are you bragging about Prell?"

"Communication produces inspiration", the illithid speaks from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"You, a guy who only knows how to eat brains and live in human bodies, is the least qualified to say that!"

The halfling said: "My time is limited, if I just came to meet you for inspiration, please forgive me!"

The high priest abused and said: "Do you think that the Shenyun Plateau is still a lawless place before, and you can freely do what you want?"

Her words were full of hatred: "You don't understand what's scary about Duke Pryor at all. The legion, the pope, and the paladins are just superficial things. His scheming and his methods of instigating people are the most terrifying. "

Madara echoed: "Munch, even if you keep going around in the underground world, you will still encounter a steady stream of troubles."

The halfling was stunned, and finally his tone became a little dignified: "What kind of trouble have you encountered?"

"That's not trouble, it's a nightmare..."

The high priest who abused said: "Although our original temple is secret, it is inevitable to expose some traces during activities, and we have contacts with many adventurers. After the Duke of Prell issued the notice of cracking down on gangsters, our church senior management also held an emergency meeting." Meeting, to discuss whether to change the place, I didn't expect the adventurers from the brigade to rush in!"

Covering her hood, she said in an unbearable look: "The announcement has only been issued for three hours, and the adventurers who came to clean us up are all former acquaintances..."

The halfling said in surprise: "Don't you have hundreds of people?"

"Thousands of adventurers have come back and forth! The purpose of each team is to catch one or two of us, and they run away after grabbing one, laughing and saying fifty points, one hundred points or something. Once they If someone was injured, they quickly retreated far away, in short, they will never fight us recklessly."

As he spoke, the shoulders of the high priest shrugged: "They come in teams in turn, from all directions, non-stop, because our temple is only half a day away from Beta City! Sometimes they come at the same time There are too many teams, and they are still competing with each other, that kind of scene is really scary!"

The halfling was still puzzled: "Your church doesn't talk about unity and friendship. You and the higher-ups can just run away by themselves. How could you be so messed up?"

Madara sighed: "Speak, it will be better if you speak up."

The high priest choked up and said: "Of course we ran away, but this was just the beginning. When we changed places and just took a breath, the adventurers came again! We made up our minds and huddled together to sacrifice ourselves To my lord. Hundreds of adventurers surrounded us, using forbidden ropes and various means to pull our people out, and at that moment I felt like I was completely the prey that fell into the wolf's lair."

"It was not easy for a brother to sacrifice successfully, which caused a turbulent flow of divine power, and we escaped again."

"The next thing is to repeat it again and again. No matter where we go, there will always be damn adventurers who will find us! I found out later that they divided this land into grids, and there are stealth professionals in each grid." Patrolling and monitoring, sending messages. God knows why their messages are delivered so fast? Once discovered, nearby adventurers will rush over!"

"In this way, we were peeled off layer by layer like an onion. It wasn't until we ran into a remote deep valley that there were only a few people around me, and there were fewer adventurers to follow."

"In the past ten days, I haven't slept peacefully for even half an hour. Now I feel how beautiful the quiet days are."

Although the clergy who abused the goddess were not as inhuman as the undead, warlocks, and illithids, they were perverts with strong will after all.But under the "severe crackdown" by the Duke of Pryor, he was tortured until he cried bitterly, and even his faith began to waver, which made other people feel chills.

The halfling scratched his head: "Is the Duke of Pleur specifically targeting the abusive church? Otherwise, how could there be so many people?"

Madara said: "No, while the adventurers are cleaning up the abusive church, they are also dealing with other people, including me, who have also encountered such troubles."

"And the actions of the adventurers are very...cunning. Their division of labor is very clear. Some people are responsible for finding the location of the undead lair, and some are in-depth investigations to find out the specific situation."

"The low-level adventurers wiped out the low-level undead on the periphery, and the high-level adventurers hunted and killed the high-level undead. Once I couldn't help it, and went to a besieged lair to deal with them. I just beat off a few teams of adventurers. A magician opened an emergency portal to summon a large group of high-ranking paladins and even scarlet priests. Although I retreated in time, my body was still damaged."

"I have always wondered why the news is passed so quickly among adventurers, and why their division of labor is so clear. The tens of thousands of adventurers in the entire Godfall Plateau are well organized. Later, a group of adventurers went deep into my The fortress was probably too greedy to send any news to the outside world, and after being caught and interrogated by me, I finally understood the reason."

The Lich projected an image in mid-air, it was a wristband with a somewhat weird style.

"This is their communication tool. It can send text messages, and sometimes the images seen by the eyes can be sent directly. The messages are aggregated to Beta City, and after being analyzed by the 'sweeping black and crackdown office', they are sent to everyone in the nearby area. An adventurer wearing this tool."

The halfling took a breath: "Duke Pryor really organized all the adventurers on the Godfall Plateau? This is really terrifying!"

The illithid whispers in people's hearts: "Safety missions, adventure points, benefits..."

"Yes, this is the most important thing, the tools are second," Madara continued: "The Duke of Prell issued a security mission through the Adventurer's Guild, how many points are there for capturing a person alive, how many points are for killing an undead, The list made is extremely detailed. Existences of the level like me and everyone here are marked as 'elite' or 'Boss' on the list, and they can get hundreds of points just by reporting their traces."

As soon as the projection screen changed, a form appeared with more than a dozen pieces of information listed on it. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a task list.There are also different color distinctions.

White, collect undead bones, 30/50...

Green, kill the skeleton warrior, 2/10
Green, kill the Bone Mage, 1/5
Blue, kill the zombie lord, 1/3...

Blue, kill the death knight, 0/1...

Purple, explore the lich's lair, 1/1...

Looking at this list, the heads of the evil forces in the cave were shocked, and at the same time felt powerless as if they had been carried onto the chessboard of fate by an invisible force.

Madara's tone became extremely painful: "Why do adventurers have a clear division of labor, and they accept it as soon as they are good? Because no one assigns them tasks, they choose their own tasks according to their specialties and abilities. Some of my undead lairs are far away from the adventurers' settlements. Relatively recently, the trainees and even civilians in the settlements will receive the security task of killing low-level undead! Every civilian kills a few per day, no amount of undead can hold it, and several lairs have been exhausted like this!"

"I ate such words from the adventurer's mind, logging, brushing, and..."

The illithid continued to whisper: "What the Duke of Pryor said, the vast ocean of the people's war, are very strange terms."

"Adventurers, wealth, resources", the abusive high priest chuckled nervously: "This is what is really scary about the Duke of Prell. He used wealth and resources to organize adventurers. Our enemy is everyone on the Godfall Plateau. Adventurers who want to earn points! How many are there? Fifty thousand? One hundred thousand? Far more than that! More adventurers will come from other parts of the mainland soon!"

Her hood shook violently: "We are going to be over! It must be over!"

"Calm down, calm down," Madara comforted, "You can still come here, which means you still have a bit of fighting spirit."

His tone became excited: "As long as we unite and let Duke Pryor realize our strength, he will understand that the Godfall Plateau cannot be his territory alone!"

"Correct!"

Arcanist Farrell also shouted: "Kill those adventurers who are driven by greed, let them wake up, and the conspiracy of Duke Pryor will be defeated by itself!"

"Hehe...hehe..."

The laughter of the abused high priest became even weirder: "Unity? Your bounties add up to millions of points."

Madara and the others were stunned. At this moment, the top of the cave vibrated suddenly, and dust and broken rocks were scattered all over the place.

(End of this chapter)