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

The old skeleton and the little orc chatted about Evan for a while, and then began to shift the topic to the Fallen - if they didn't change the subject, the thin-skinned Morgan would not know how to proceed.

Those humiliating, painful, and unspeakable memories from last night were like needles stuck in my head, and I couldn't get rid of them...

"So, when the gods are unable to connect with the main material world, their followers will become fallen?"

The old skeleton in white robe rubbed the dirt off his hands. He had just been lying in the wheat field observing for a long time.

"That's right, but not only that, if the gods want to directly instill consciousness into the main material world, it will also burn the brains of their believers.

Just like what Corellon did this time."

"You mean His Kingdom of God descended this time for..."

"In order to allow one's will to come directly, a channel is forcibly opened.

The entire Elven Courtyard is now the passage to Corellon’s kingdom of God.”

"I see. That's why you gave up all your divine power... But why did you..."

“Little one, have you ever heard of the Year of Troubles?

If you had experienced that time yourself, a time that was extremely dark for both mortals and gods, you might understand why I gave up my throne.

Perhaps you will also understand why Corellon is so extreme."

The tone of the old skeleton's voice when he said this sounded particularly vicissitudes of life.

"Besides, you'd better start making some preparations now.

I don't know what happened in the Astral Realm, but even Corellon and Auril can't sit still. I guess it won't be a good thing for you little guys with weaker powers."

"You guys? Have you discovered me yet..."

Another tone came out of Luna's mouth, one that sounded much livelier than Morgan's.

"Of course, little one, I am an old fellow who has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years."

……

Kong Er knelt on the ground, panting, with only the handles of the two wooden sticks in his hands left.

If the human's perverted healing spell had not been used in time, his hand would probably have disappeared.

Todd walked over from the side, his face a little pale due to the high-intensity spellcasting.

He reached into his pocket, took out the meerschaum pipe that was broken into two pieces, shook his head with some regret, and put it back.

Alvin stood in the middle of a piece of ice-blue debris. Although he was in the most dangerous center, he was in the best condition among the three.

About ten minutes ago, the three of them discovered a tree-shaped ice elemental variant.

Without any hesitation, the other party launched an attack on the three people at the first moment. Streams of cold air shot towards them from the branches and leaves, forcing the three people to dodge in front of the narrow trees.

Kong Er wanted to use his agility to break the opponent's limbs.

But he didn't expect that after he took advantage of a gap in the attack and hit the opponent's tree trunk with his weapon, the wooden stick that had been with him for more than ten years had its internal structure changed by the low temperature, becoming brittle and easily broken, and turned into powder in an instant.

Alvin followed behind the orc and cast a healing spell on Kong'er in time to prevent the spread of the cold.

Immediately afterwards, Todd's flaming divine spell hit the ice element. The high temperature melted a lot of its surface, revealing at least a dozen elemental cores in the middle of the variant.

This was completely beyond Todd's expectations - generally speaking, an independent elemental body would only have one core.

It wasn't until he was knocked away by Kong Er with great force and avoided the cold breath of the oak monster that Todd came to his senses.

Next, Ivan condensed a large number of pink light balls at his fingertips, which were shot out continuously and hit the oak monster's body.

This was the second time Todd saw the effect of Ivan's version of [Five-Colored Ball]. When the Fallen attacked the city, the enemies died before they could react.

At that time, Todd thought that Ivan's [Five-Colored Ball] had an instant death effect.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

The place hit by the pink ball will become stiff at an extremely fast speed and then spread to other places.

Because it is an ice element, its body becomes stiff and its internal structure becomes disordered.

Before Todd could remind Ivan of something, the ice element in front of Ivan exploded violently.

Tiny debris with low temperature splashed among the woods.

Even if the surrounding tree trunks are touched by just a grain of sand the size of a gravel, an area the size of a palm will be frozen.

Todd and Kong Er were lucky, a beech tree in front of them blocked most of the debris attacks.

But Alvin was standing right in the middle of the entire outbreak!

Todd struggled to get up and looked towards the center of the cold. A certain pervert was standing in the center of the field unharmed, fiddling with the ice-blue debris on the ground with great interest...

Todd put the pipe back into his pocket, supported his ear which was sprained from dodging, and walked closer to Ivan who was still playing with sand on the ground.

"Boy Alvin, you have one more secret."

When Alvin came back to his senses, he was still holding a small pile of frost fragments in his hand, enough to freeze a black bear to death, and his face was full of confusion.

……

When the patrol teams returned to their bases one after another, the invasion crisis came to a temporary end.

Before Ivan set out to rescue, Todd had already led everyone to kill several small ice elements, and even helped deliver the baby of the chipmunk...

This time, the exhausted Todd did not look for a place to fish, but ran to visit Tyrion who had just woken up.

For this veteran member of the North District Cult, the thing he fears most is probably losing his companions.

In the end, in order to rescue Todd, Kong Er, whose body was covered with abrasions and bruises, refused to accept Ivan's healing spells and managed to hold on until he walked back to the base before he collapsed on the ground.

As for Ivan, he felt that he had not contributed much, but he was still energetic and was looking at Frey who ran to him with a suspicious look.

Ever since Frey followed the old skeleton to the base, this undead lady, whose mind is full of little dramas, has always kept a sufficient distance from Ivan.

"Mr. Aiwen, can you cast the same healing spell on me again?"

Frey Starge's voice became lower and lower, and in the end, Alvin had to put his ear closer to her to barely hear her.

"Ha! How difficult is that? I have a new version of the spell here!"

“Thanks Mr. Ivan, I recently found that my skin has started to sag a little bit…

Eh? No, it's right here, right?

We can go to another place...ah...ah...wuwuwuwu..."

A [Treatment of Moderate Injuries] In the afternoon, Frey Xingge's skin, which had not felt loose at all, began to gradually recover its vitality through its bones and muscles under the skin.

This undead has become even more beautiful.