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

Chapter 395: Giant Dragon Bone Stitching Monster

In the distance, the white-robed skeleton Rillifane sensed the huge movement here.

The wooden stick in his hand was pressed against the branches of a short bush, and his entire body disappeared as if it had been eaten by the bush.

The next second, he appeared next to a low tree behind Xiling.

This was the first time that Xiling saw Rillifane using plants to teleport.

"Xi Ling?"

Although the old skeleton has an extremely keen sense of divine power, when facing mortal creatures, he is no different from an ordinary undead.

"What happened?"

Xiling was still a little uncomfortable with taking off her hood, so she turned her face to the side, facing the direction where the newly appeared goddess had disappeared.

"The Trinity Goddess, fused."

Xiling's words were very plain, but these words made the ice-blue flame in Rillifane's eyes begin to twitch violently.

"Has it come to this?"

The sound of the old skeleton pulling a bellows was almost inaudible.

Just when Xiling was about to concentrate and listen more clearly, Rillifan suddenly grabbed Xiling's arm and then used his wooden stick to prop up the short tree in front of him.

"Take me to your mother, quickly!"

……

In the void of the star realm, two beings that were at least above powerful divine beings were confronting each other with swords drawn.

Labelas held the wooden stick in both hands and stood quietly aside.

He now felt a little annoyed at his own arrogance.

The monster opposite is not something he can fight against at all.

The time and space magic that he was so proud of only left some traces of weathering on the other party;

But that last tail stab could actually kill me.

If Corellon hadn't appeared just now, I would probably have turned into ashes.

Labelas is not one of those little guys who grew up under Corellon's care, he is also one of the original elves.

In terms of divine power, he may not be ranked first, even Shahani is one level higher than him;

But in terms of combat performance, this silver-haired old elf is not weak at all.

When the dragons and giants were both defeated and the plane entered the transition period, the high elves, who had developed a powerful military force, declared war on the two former overlords, the dragons and the giants at the same time.

The high elves at that time did not have the highly developed magical civilization like that of the Misdren period.

Corellon and Labelas, with a few elven gods, killed the last remaining forces of the Dragon God, and even expelled the nine-faced dragon god Io.

In Labelas's prime, he wouldn't have taken a role like Falazul seriously.

But the current Falazul is completely different from the small and skinny black dragon back then.

"Be careful, this is the conspirator who is leading the dragon race to decline."

The silver-haired elf retreated a short distance and handed over the main battle position to Corellon, but the gray energy on the wooden staff in his hand was still spinning rapidly.

"I saw it a long time ago. This guy disguised himself as Io and gave me a big scare."

Corellon was tall and dressed in hollow armor. The silver-white longbow in his hand once made the dragon gods extremely frightened.

Unfortunately, in the final battle of expulsion, Falazul was still imprisoned in the sub-plane, and perfectly missed the long plot where Corellon shot the Dragon God.

"Don't underestimate that guy. I sensed at least several different dragon gods' auras. There's something strange about him."

"eccentric?"

The giant dragon skeleton on the opposite side finally started talking.

"Ah! I see. It seems that Io's silly son is still too weak. He can't cover up the scent of other dragon gods with just one spine.

Look at these wings, they come from the evil dragon queen Tiamat...

And the ribs belonged to that idiot Landis...

Ahaha! You will never guess who my head is from...

This is the head of Alduin the Destroyer!"

Labelas looked at the enemy in front of him with great vigilance.

Although the other party was an extremely sinister guy, what he just said was not much different from what he perceived.

This thing is just a large stitched monster, full of the evil characteristics of undead creatures.

Just as he was about to remind Corellon, the silver-haired elf discovered that his lord frowned slightly.

It seems that this elven god who can read the memories of his clan has noticed some subtle details that he himself has not observed.

……

"That was the last batch..."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the dark elf Nimia slowly exhaled.

Seeing so many elven gods at once made this diviner who tended to be good feel both frightened and excited.

As a branch of the elven race, Nimia actually hopes that the kind-hearted Dark Elves can return to the embrace of the elven pantheon - once the return is successful, it means that the Dark Elves will no longer be as easily besieged by other races as before.

But at the same time, after all, the hostile relationship has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and Nimia is not sure whether there will be a few overheated elven gods who will chop off their heads without saying a word.

Fortunately, what she worried about did not happen.

The 1.4-meter-tall young lady looked at Larriel, who was also sweating profusely. As a priest, this priest of Tyr also consumed a lot of divine power in maintaining the passage.

"Okay, everyone, the next scene is not for us to watch."

Nemia packed up some odds and ends he needed to maintain the passage, and nodded at the two people standing at the entrance to the Kingdom of God.

Larrel on the opposite side looked over knowingly.

That perverted childhood friend and his sister-in-law were squatting on the ground, fiddling with something.

"Yes, we are very lucky to have appeared in the Kingdom of the Elves and helped them so much...

It’s time to go back.”

As a human being, Larriel does not have the inner conflict that Nimya has.

She is not an elf, and these high-level elf-like gods have no reason to embarrass a human, let alone a human who comes to help them.

“But these elves are so handsome…

Hey! Kong Er, stop drooling over Nemia!

Hurry up and call that pervert Ivan over, we have to go back!"

Kong Er, who was ruthlessly pointed out, looked embarrassed.

He turned around quickly so that Nimya wouldn't see his expression.

Then he scratched his head and walked towards Ivan.

Ivan and Lian are really something.

Even though I am a warrior who can't cast spells, I spent a long time running around to maintain the portal.

The two spellcasters hid far away and no one knew what they were doing.

Especially Ivan, since the Battle of Nield, this guy has learned to be sneaky and cunning.

Always working but not putting in any effort in the battle.

With a lot of complaints in his heart, Kong Er finally came behind Ivan and the others.

As soon as he looked over the shoulders of the two people and saw what they were tinkering with, Kong Er couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You, you...what are you planning to do!!!"