Blackridge Valley.
Raging flames ignited the valley, and human screams echoed from the ground from time to time.
An elegant silver dragon circled in the sky, accompanied by a gold dragon and a copper dragon. Countless corpses already littered the valley floor, the vast majority belonging to members of the Cult of the Dragon, while others were elves. To help the dragons eliminate the dracolich, the nearby forest rangers responded to the alliance, and the forest goddess Mielikki seemingly felt a disgust for the existence of the dracolich, providing some assistance. Yet the battle was not a completely one-sided affair. Among the Cult of the Dragon members below stood a wizard wearing a purple robe—a sign of top-tier members, usually held by legendary wizards and liches.
A slain black dragon turned dracolich had already crashed into the valley; under the siege of three adult dragons, the newly resurrected dracolich failed to hold out for long.
The dragons besieged the purple-robed wizard, while other rangers waited for an opportunity to strike.
Amidst the shadows.
A tall and elegant figure slowly stepped into the battlefield, seemingly without anyone noticing her arrival. She walked up to a fallen high-tier member of the Cult of the Dragon, then with a wave of her hand, extracted a soul.
"I've finally found you."
Goddess of Magic and Death Vezesha revealed a satisfied smile, murmuring, God of Liches, let's see where you can run this time!
As a deity from another realm, Goddess of Magic and Death Vezesha possessed the ability to comprehend death. Using the power of the magic portfolio, she extracted souls and interpreted them, tracking the trail of the God of Liches for this long.
This was a cunning deity.
Though not powerful, he knew very well how to protect himself.
The battle within