chsdbacks Chapter 112 'God of Luck' Servis
Chapter 112 'God of Luck' Servis
Chapter 112 'God of Luck' Servis
The Fourth Age.
City of Miracles.
Chaer stopped "painting" the various murals on both sides of the main hall.
Since the result is as expected, the process can be completed later.
His deep blue hair, which had been wrapped around the hall like tentacles, began to retract.
Since there is a Sequence 1 in the future, it can play some role.
The power of "making fantasies come true" that writers possess is very useful.
"I might need to think of a way, otherwise... when the end of the world is coming, and my side hasn't even established the First Solomon Empire yet, or has only just established it, that would be bad."
As he pondered this, Xia Er left the City of Miracles and, following the ocean of the collective unconscious, arrived in the world of the book.
Due to his previous influence, the area is now filled with the lifestyle of elves.
Chael arrived at the interior of a palace decorated with various underwater-themed ornaments such as seashells, pearls, corals, and gemstones.
I saw Shatas dressed in an ancient priestess robe, holding various futuristic items that she had dismantled from the 'imagined' city of Tingen, and studying them.
As expected of an elf, you're so efficient. When I let you out next time, I'll definitely reward you with a great amnesia spell.
Shael stood silently behind Shatas, looking at that fine head of hers, and thought to herself.
Shatas was only interested in some small things and didn't bring the flush toilet back to look at, which pleased Xia'er.
Do you really like these things?
Xia Er looked at the pile of small items on the table, and the futuristic-style long dresses that were popular in Tingen City that Xia Tass was holding, and asked.
"I saw them and brought them back. Can you help me see which one looks better?"
Shatas was pleasantly surprised to see Shael return. She immediately changed out of her robe and into a light blue dress.
"Is it pretty?"
Shatas circled around Shael, then looked at him expectantly and asked.
"Perhaps we could try more styles."
As Xia Er spoke, she flipped her wrist, and a gust of wind appeared out of thin air. This swirling wind first turned into sheets of white paper, then into various long dresses, stockings of different colors, and pairs of high heels.
Even angels need to balance work and rest. Anyway, you don't have to save the world, so what's the rush?
"Lift your foot."
Shatas hadn't expected Shael to be able to conjure something like this. Without a second thought, she sat down in the chair, her skirt fluttering slightly.
Her snow-white legs were exposed.
Xia Er put the clothes on her directly and started playing a dress-up game.
Sinam Island, Central Sunia Sea.
"On this trip, you not only became an angel and found that book, but you also met Shatas?"
Beneath the enormous bed, Goshinam, slightly out of breath, played with Shael's hair and asked.
She never expected to have such a pleasant surprise, finding Xia Tass, whom she had long thought was dead.
"The longest-living elf singer in history."
"If I hadn't found her, she might have lived from the Second Age to the Fifth Age."
As Xia Er pondered when she had become as accustomed to it as eating and drinking, she spoke.
"This is not luck, it's just a long torture, being trapped in a prison from which there is no escape."
Goshinam hugged Xiaer a little tighter.
In some respects.
The natural disaster is far more powerful than the sea king.
"Where isn't a prison?"
"We're just in a bigger cage."
"Even in the world of books, Chaltas has the opportunity to gain friendship and love."
"It's just that I've ruined it now."
Chael originally wanted to be serious, to have a bit of the aura of a natural disaster, and to stand up and speak coldly.
But there were no other elves in the palace, and lying down, with cushions and pillows, was very comfortable.
He thought it through simply: consider it a loss of prestige; throw it away if you should, and pick it up again when you need it.
"Did you predict anything?"
Goshinam asked dismissively, as she was by nature the kind of person with a "feudal patriarchal" personality.
"She might fall in love with a 'thief' in the future, although there's no chance for that now."
Chael felt that it was questionable whether he would ever throw away Grosser's Travels.
The resurrected Dragon of Imagination should not be so easy to usurp.
He still has a long way to go.
Turning someone else's arrangement into your own requires a certain amount of preparation time.
Ideally, it would be a portable "resurrection," like the one that automatically activates the resurrection process with the combination of Seal 0-08, Virtual Personality, and the Miracle City "Activation" message.
Goshinam chuckled softly, saying nothing, but she could tell that Xia Er wasn't bothered by anything.
"Has the Lord of Storms cleaved the Rosde Islands?"
Shael asked about another matter: since the Lord of Storms hadn't struck him, there was no reason why he wouldn't strike the Roside Islands.
"If we hadn't prepared in advance, who knows how many elves would have died."
The faint smile on Gohchinam's face vanished.
The spirits, which were supposed to be "anchors," have now become the Achilles' heel of the "spirits from the gods."
Nowadays, most elves are sealed away, their physical bodies encased in a hidden spirit realm, while their spirits live in a grand dream woven by the Elf Queen. But this is clearly not comfortable enough.
"Transfer the elves to the world of the book."
"The environment there is at least better than in dreams."
Xia Er had wanted to do this for a long time. Everyone has their preferences, and since he didn't come from the Western Continent, he preferred women with gentle features.
Elves with an oriental appearance.
"it is good."
"This requires Servis's help."
Goshinam nodded, draped herself in an elaborate and ancient long dress, and then shared a spirit world coordinate with Shael.
Servis, the lucky goddess of the Elven race, the Mercury Serpent of the Fate Path Sequence 1.
Shael now naturally knows the name of the "Goddess of Luck".
As the light and shadows of the spirit world continued to change, he and the Elf Queen soon arrived at a closed spirit world space.
"The God of Luck," Servis, also appeared here.
Isolating oneself from fate is the responsibility of the "God of Luck," and of course, he will appear.
As long as these elves don't get into trouble, these anchors don't waver, and the number of elves doesn't continue to decrease, the 'God of Luck' who can constantly restart doesn't need to be so careful.
Shael looked at Servis, the "God of Luck," who was tall and handsome with no obvious gender characteristics.
She had long, flowing black hair and wore a unique, simple silk robe adorned only with subtle patterns symbolizing ocean waves.
Those silver eyes looked at Xia Er and Gao Xinam, swept over them briefly, briefly checked their destinies, confirmed there was nothing unusual, and opened the real spirit world passage.
There was no extra emotional expression, giving people a rather aloof and reserved feeling.