EBE Chapter 384 5% chance of winning
Chapter 384 5% chance of winning
The elven pantheon, composed of the original elves born in the primordial void, forms the upper elf of the pantheon.
For example, Corellon and Rillifane belong to this group.
But in terms of numbers, Corellon's descendants and the high elves who later voluntarily ascended to gods formed the majority of the population of the elven pantheon.
Apart from some slight differences in appearance, there is almost no difference in strength between the two.
Solonor, who had just finished bending the bow and shooting the giant skeleton, was one of those who took the initiative to ascend to godhood.
He and a weaker god named Fimaro are twin brothers.
Soronos has never been as famous as his twin brother, even though his divine power is even higher.
After Elohine was cursed and banished to the Underdark, Bi Jin, his careless younger brother, took the initiative to find the Spider Queen Rose, and some unspeakable stories happened.
So in order to show his loyalty to Corellon and to allow his brother to survive in the Underdark as a mortal;
As a brother, Solonor has been helping Corellon with all his might, carrying out the most dangerous missions.
It's the same now.
I don’t know what kind of medicine the human who suddenly appeared gave Corellon.
The Lord God of Elves actually asked him to lead a group of gods to launch the strongest attack on the super giant bone dragon outside.
This operation made Soronor a little confused.
However, because of the trouble between his brother and Rose, Solonor gripped his longbow tightly and appeared in front of the giant bone dragon's front teeth again.
"Fimaro... a foolish and impulsive brother...
This should be the last time I protect you..."
This burly-looking elf god whispered in an inaudible voice.
Behind him were more than thirty elf gods lined up in a row.
A large portion of them were illegitimate children born from Corellon's affair with some unknown goddess.
There is no other way, the Lord God's bloodline is so powerful...
"Attention everyone!"
Solonor shouted loudly.
“I will use my divine power to guide my target!
All ranged attacks - whether you are using spells or archery, attack the same place!
This way, we have a chance to win!"
As the hunting god roared loudly, the elven gods behind him all took out their weapons and aimed nervously.
In the kingdom of God, Ivan stood beside Labelas.
"No matter what the outcome of the attack is, get them back as soon as possible."
La Bellagio opened his eyes of observation and did not reply, but nodded very carefully.
The gods didn't have to wait too long before a bright silver light appeared between the two huge eye sockets of the bone dragon's skull.
If it were an ordinary creature, this would definitely be the hardest part.
But for the gods, this is also the location of the soul - the core of most of the gods' consciousness.
"shooting!"
Along with Solonor's shout, a huge arrow carrying the energy of strangling space was shot towards the opposite side.
Immediately afterwards, more than thirty balls of light of various shapes rushed forward along the trajectory.
If it were placed on the main material plane, even the weakest attack could cause a world-destroying disaster.
But now, even the huge arrow that hit the head could not break through the bone dragon's defense.
The crushing difference in rank made Solonor and the gods behind him extremely disheartened.
The gigantic bone dragon seemed to be even larger than the entire Elf Kingdom, and there seemed to be a force field in front of it that absorbed energy.
The attack launched by the Elf God was disintegrated without a trace before it even got close.
This raid, which exhausted the power of more than thirty gods, was declared a failure.
"Retreat! Everyone retreats!"
Seeing that all the attacks failed, Soronor warned loudly.
In fact, there was no need for his reminder, as most of the elven gods had already opened the portal and planned to escape to the kingdom of God.
However, the seemingly motionless bone dragon had no intention of letting the group of insects go.
Huge dark tentacles emerged from the white bones and quickly attacked every living thing that could move.
An elf goddess was unable to dodge and was stabbed through from behind by a tentacle thicker than her thigh.
The unfortunate goddess rolled her eyes as the power from the elven gods dissipated into the void. She went from being a high and mighty god to a corpse with empty eyes.
Solonor pulled the longbow quickly.
The energy arrows he shot were still able to offset the damage caused by these tentacles.
But the number of the other side is too large.
Even the hunting god who was skilled in bows and arrows could not stop the energy tentacles from slaughtering the elven god.
In the blink of an eye, at least ten elven gods had lost their lives due to these tentacles.
"Are they crazy?"
Lal and his companions, who were hiding in the distance, watched this raid from beginning to end, which was completely different from the previous ones.
Completely different from the previous exploratory attacks, these dozens of elves and gods had no time to evacuate.
They launched an extremely brilliant attack towards the bone dragon, and after the attack, more than a dozen corpses were left behind.
"Stupid! So stupid!"
Although he had no friendship with the elven pantheon, Morgan, who was also a star god, also felt sorry for these gods who had died completely.
Spirits are different from mortal creatures.
They possess eternal life and immense power.
Even in the dangerous star realm, as long as you pay a little attention, you can have eternal time.
Even if the pantheon is invaded by foreign forces, the gods can choose to slip away quietly and establish their own kingdom like Morgan did.
Therefore, Morgan found it difficult to accept the meaningless deaths of these gods.
But Tymora, who always loved to comment, remained silent at this time.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and even the gold coin ornament that made sounds when it moved was suspended in the air.
The way she perceives the world is somewhat different from other gods.
This goddess of luck, who inherited some of her mother's power, has the ability to sense fate.
"Lal's little lover, the chance of success this time is at least 50%..."
Tymora's eyes were lifeless, but her perception ability had already crossed the barrier of time, and she seemed to have found a completely reversed path in the infinitely divided future.
"At least 50% - eh?
What else is coming up from the main material world?
Now it should be sixty percent..."