Chapter 936 Damn Ransander

What Selune can think of, Ilsdahur certainly understands better.

Although he didn't know what characteristics these tieflings liked in the Balgra demons, he knew very well that they had ill intentions towards him.

Even the devil is a little scared of the magician... In order to achieve his desired goal, he is a madman who can even attack his own soul.

The anger of the orangutan can be imagined. The undead could not take another step closer to the door. They could only stand in the hall and listen, hoping that the two would not just fight but not talk.

How can you not say harsh words in a fight? Fighting without bullshit is soulless!

However, the dark red halo on Old Hubbell's body became darker and darker. It was probably because the demon lord had not yet figured out how to deal with the threat posed by Asmodeus to him.

He wasn't necessarily afraid of the tiefling sorcerer, but others had been planning carefully for hundreds of years, but he didn't even know what the tiefling was hiding, so of course he had to be careful.

The demon lord thought about the uniqueness of his bloodline for a long time, and could only figure out one thing... No matter what kind of creature he gave birth to, the descendants of Balgera would always be Balgera.

But tieflings are different. They, especially female tieflings, are very good bloodline continuators, and it is very easy for them to give birth to heirs for strong men... But more than 80% of the time, the heirs will completely follow the father's bloodline.

The remaining 20% ​​is only partially similar to the mother. The most important horns, hooves and tail of tieflings are often inherited only one way.

Since the demise of the tiefling empire, almost all female tieflings have been captured by some strong men in the abyss.

Even humans and elves like to use them to study some weird bloodlines... Crossbreeding with animals is no longer a serious matter.

So this is the tiefling’s struggle to avoid annihilation?

No wonder the tieflings in Toril clearly hated the leaders of the non-gods who fled to Sigil with all the empire's wealth, but they still cooperated with them.

The demon lord bared his teeth viciously... Are you trying to make a fool of him?

Ilsdahur doesn't want to lose his bloodline characteristics because of a little negligence... The extraction of bloodline by the warlock is based on the soul. Once lost, even if he is resurrected in the future, he will not be able to retrieve it. characteristic.

The demon lord made up his mind that if it didn't work out, he would rather find a way to self-destruct because he could not lose the glory of Balgra.

Of course he will not die that easily. Lords like them who are bound to a certain abyssal plane can be resurrected in their own plane even if their true body dies.

But if the soul loss is too great, the resurrection time will be relatively long.

Even if the devil doesn't care what time it is, why?

Ilsdahur was extremely angry...the tieflings, who had already failed, dared to attack him!

No matter what the reason is, even if there is something about Balgera's bloodline that is very important to them and a unique temptation, daring to attack him actually shows one thing... these tieflings think that angering him, the Lord of Balgera, is not considered a big deal. What a big deal.

Look at Asmodeus's expressionless face! It was obvious that he had long been prepared to expose himself if he failed.

These guys just think that Ilsdahur is easy to deal with!

If we really talk about bloodline, Graz'zt's bloodline is stubborn!

Why not attack Six Fingers?

As long as tieflings are willing to have more beautiful women, Graz'zt will be easily deceived!

Aren't you just afraid that Liu Zhi will take revenge in the future?

Tiefling was not the powerful Witch Queen. Of course, it was also because Six Fingers really liked the Witch Queen's cruel, cunning and rebellious personality... This was not a secret, the news had spread throughout the Abyss.

After all, Grazt has to find a beautiful excuse for himself!

Ilsdahur waved his arms viciously, and the endless black tide hit the entire rotunda. Even the hall outside could feel the shock.

The undead priest standing next to Edna sighed: "It still doesn't work. We can't get in from the outside, and we can't get out."

"Whose power is it?" Edna asked quietly, "The devil or the tiefling?"

"Of course it's a tiefling." The undead spread his hands, "That red-haired King Kong wants us to get out as soon as possible~

What if you are accidentally sacrificed by a tiefling?

It's not that easy to kill you. "

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One corner of Edna's mouth curled downward slightly: "That's right, it's probably quite difficult."

Leonard asked with concern: "Edna, are you okay? Are you feeling better?"

Edna showed a forced smile: "I'm fine. I just remembered some of the long past."

"Alas!" Leonard sighed, "The Hubbell family has probably wanted to attack you for a long time. Knowing that you are followed by the undead and that Lord Hill is standing behind you, you still do this I’m crazy about sacrificing you, so I probably prepared the runes for you from the beginning.”

"At first it was directed at Edna's father." A drop of water seemed to have condensed on the little girl's long eyelashes, and it slipped gently as she blinked slightly, but her beautiful little face With a smile, he said, "Unfortunately, they didn't expect that the Hubbell family together would not be able to defeat the extraordinary archmage who inherited all the wealth of Azuth on the ground."

"I guess the tieflings inside are also very depressed." Leonard, who is a half-elf and grew up among elves, did not find anything strange in Edna's words and smiled quite happily, "If If he chose another nine-ring mage, the Lord of Balgra might have been tricked to death."

"It's not that easy." Edna said calmly, "The success rate of the Double Burning Ceremony is not high, and it is easily destroyed. How many Nine Rings can the Hubbell family catch?

If they want to sacrifice more times, they don't have the ability.

Rather than wasting the opportunity, it's better to take a big gamble. With the Azuth bloodline and not a true descendant of the gods, you might be satisfied with that chair in one go. "

Leonard said in surprise: "What? The double-burning ceremony failed because the chair wanted to eat more people? If it didn't cause trouble, could it have succeeded in one go?

Doesn't it mean that the ritual has an inherent failure rate? "

“When the Witch Queen made a sacrifice, it only failed once… After that time, the Seat of Zakoshiel has never failed again.

The Witch Queen directly found its owner, Glock.

That chair is very greedy, and the Hubbell family doesn't have the ability to suppress it, so it will naturally trick them. "

"But the tiefling can't control it? Asmodeus, the leader of the magicians, is famous even in the High Forest. Most of the children of nature have been warned to stay away from him." Leonard Asked in confusion.

"They don't dare to do anything more. It's already risky for the president of the Godless God Association to stretch out his hand once while Ms. Pain is not paying attention.

Those tieflings may sound reputable, but in fact they can't even find a real job in Sigil. They are just trash wandering the streets.

When they first arrived in Sigil, the tieflings could only do...well...just like the gangsters in Waterdeep, thugs in the bar, etc. They did whatever the low-level gangsters did.

That is to say, with a little money, some races with relatively high combat power established the Gods and Gods Association.

It became a little better after I had a chamber of commerce in hand.

It is said that they built their headquarters at the collapsed temple because they did not recognize any gods. Who didn't know that they couldn't rob others?

Huh, that is, it was later on that he used money to bribe many strong men with mental problems, so that the Gods and Not Gods would look very powerful. "

Leonard said with emotion: "Edna knows so much! No wonder they say that the preaching mage has knowledge of the past and the present. It's great to have a legacy!"

Edna raised her head and looked at her friend: "Ah~ Preaching Mage is pretty good. Really pretty good..."

"Edna!" Alvia, who was finally let go by the undead priests who were circling around her, poked her slender head in front of the little girl, "Why is your spiritual sea always a little messy? It fluctuates so much! "

"I'm really fine." Edna looked at her friends who cared about her and smiled, and slowly loosened her tightly clenched fists, "It's just that the stories of the past are too uncomfortable.

how to say?

These things about the Hubbell family are actually not bad for me.

I can withstand the dangers I encounter. Even in the life-and-death situation just now, I wasn't too scared... I'm traveling! Who knows which mountain top was struck by lightning.

I just thought of the twists and turns along the way, and the self-righteous disapproval I felt before setting off, and felt a little ashamed. "

"Okay~" Alvia's face was full of doubts, and she muttered and retracted her big head, "How about you find an undead priest to purify you two times?

Rather than being ashamed, why do I feel like you were struck by lightning?

Don't be so sentimental and learn from our white dragon. Now that you have survived again, you should be happy. "

Edna patted the White Dragon Queen's tail: "You are talking more and more like the Sanda King."

Alvia snorted twice, then waved her tail and said loudly: "I will not be like that barbaric woman! If she were a white dragon, she would have been killed long ago!"

"Alvia." The undead priest next to her reminded her softly, "The Sanda King can see it, and we won't save you. Doesn't your tail hurt? How many times has it been stepped on!"

Bailong stiffened for a moment and immediately acted as if nothing had happened: "How long will the two inside fight? Can't we get out until they finish fighting?"

'boom'!

Suddenly there was a terrible loud noise above their heads. The ground in front of them cracked open. The walls, doors and windows of the rotunda, which had always been strong, could not hold on... A golden light thicker than Alvia rushed directly. Entered the rotunda.

"Damn it!" Ilsdahur's rough voice was almost hoarse, "Lansander!"

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