Hill left without hesitation, completely failing to notice the Essence Spirits emerging from the swamp behind him and the forest beyond it.
These natural souls under the Heavenly Court's rule were immortal, but they possessed little combat power. They could even be driven off and harmed by the ghostly Essence Spirits in mass graves, so naturally they stood no chance against the even more terrifying volcanic serpent.
They could not even send out a distress signal. If Hill had arrived any later, or if that black egg had remained a little longer, they would all have become that snake's food.
The deeply grateful Essence Spirits knelt and bowed to the ground, then immediately began burning incense and praying, hoping the Heavenly Court would receive the message and punish evil while rewarding good.
If Hill had known, he would only have felt that they were repaying kindness with enmity.
Oberon was still with Hill! And Hill, who was even more powerful than a Fairy Spirit, was actually barred from the Heavenly Court as well. However, since he did not possess a Divine Spark and could only be considered a descendant of a god, he could still skirt the rules.
Now that they had reported him to Heaven, no one could turn a blind eye. The Heavenly Court would surely smile as it expelled him.
Still unaware that his days in Dragonborn had entered a countdown, Hill had just returned outside Benevolent Harmony City when he sucked in a sharp breath.
It had been this long! Why had these Dragonborn people still not killed this thing?
Please, give me a pair of eyes that have never seen this!
Sticky fluid continuously dripped from the massive giant worm's body. Countless long, slender tentacles that looked like duplicates of one another writhed through the