"Back off!" Sean shouted under the control of the Laughing Man.
But the attack by the mysterious gentleman and his entourage had already escaped. The three of them each used their own powerful magic. It was obvious that they had practiced thousands of times before they were able to combine the three different magics together. Obviously, this is a super-level magic that they are proud of. No wonder they think they can kill their enemies instantly.
Sometimes, having a sharp weapon is not necessarily a good thing.
Phoebedis, the god of wine, turned around and just smiled. He turned the wine glass in his hand, and time seemed to slow down in front of him.
He smiled like this - Gods will probably always laugh when they see people's "magic skills".
"Distinguished guests, what kind of wine did you bring me?" He turned around, and the combined attack magic burst out with a huge light in front of his eyes, and he just held the rim of the green wine glass against the light, and only Seeing a brilliant white light reflected on his face, his smile turned pale.
After the light passed, Phoebedis' alcoholic godhead remained unscathed. He gently turned the wine glass, and he could see that it was filled with wine that was still glowing with white light.
He stared at the cup with an obsessed smile. Then he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
In front of the three stunned explorers, he exhaled a long breath that smelled of alcohol: "It's a good glass of single malt whiskey..."
“The only regrettable thing is that it is not old enough, it seems to be new wine that has only been aged for two years.”
The strongest blow was unreasonably turned into a small glass of whiskey. No matter how strong the nerves of the explorer, I am afraid that there will be huge doubts - is it possible to defeat such a thing?
Usually, people can only understand the gap in power levels after facing despair. Only then did the three of them realize that they were going to escape, and they cheered up and wanted to retreat to the rear.
"Since your distinguished guest has prepared such fine wine, why should I not return the favor?"
Including the mysterious gentleman, the three of them mustered up their strength to retreat, but they just stayed in place - the space was lengthened by their escape steps, and the god of wine, Phipedis, decided that where they were, they must be there, following them Your own will has nothing to do with your actions.
The scene around him changed. Phoebedis was no longer a sloppy young man in winery work clothes. At this time, he was wearing a fine linen robe from the Wem period, lying lazily on his luxurious silk cushions, like a king. Lying in his palace. Surrounded by the beauties of his palace and the laughing jesters.
"Welcome to this banquet," the king raised the gold cup inlaid with gems, "I have prepared a unique surprise for you!"
As he said this, he waved his arms. The three explorers who could not escape heard something coming from above their heads and looked up to see——
A huge gate opened suddenly above the head, and a bright red suddenly fell down, like a burning red glow suddenly falling from the sky.
There are countless roses.
The licentious king prepared countless roses for the banquet.
"It took thousands of people a morning to collect these..." Amid the roaring exclamations of the guests who saw such a stunning scene, the Dionysus drank the wine from the glass happily, "It only fell for a moment!"
The mysterious gentleman saw an endless expanse of red, and he could smell the unique moist smell of flowers. However, the smell was so strong that it made him feel dizzy.
He shouted, but the endless roses seemed to absorb his shouts. He always thought that the flowers would eventually fall, but he found that the roses the king had prepared for them seemed endless...
They were buried by the flowers, unable to move or breathe. Even if they struggled to escape, it was like falling into quicksand or a swamp, only sinking deeper and deeper...
Bill, who was standing outside the field, opened his eyes wide. After witnessing the strange abyss in exchange for power, and after entering Tarot's Kingdom of Spring, he thought he had seen enough absurd and crazy scenes. Unexpectedly, there would be something even more astonishing in front of him. things happen.
Although he didn't have much exposure to mythology and mysticism, even he had seen the scene before him. It was a famous oil painting called "The Rose of Elagabalus".
Elagabalus, the debauched and unscrupulous King of Wem, prepared a large number of roses at the banquet, and put them down the moment the guests arrived. The flowers fell from the sky and crushed the guests to death.
Bill never expected to see "The Rose of Elagabalus" live before his eyes in his lifetime.
Seeing the three explorers buried under roses and dying like this, although the flame of revenge was still burning deep in his soul, he still felt trembling. Mortals cannot comprehend the trembling of gods.
The king threw down the golden cup, which clattered on the marble floor. He strolled out of his previous incarnation and returned to the winery.
The three explorers collapsed on the ground, no longer breathing. In order to stabilize Bill who was about to fall into madness, Sleepless Midnight quickly cut off Bill's line of sight with the palm of his hand, and the ectoplasm glowing orange in his palm went straight into Bill's mind, trying to calm the micro-storm that occurred there.
His red eyes blinked several times. They looked at the four remaining explorers present. There was no wave in his eyes, as if he was scanning a row of empty wine bottles.
Finally, his eyes rested on the faceless man. The aura of King level is completely different from that of Queen level.
"Banquet...Which banquet should I choose?..." The drunken young man began to mumble again and danced as if he was dancing a weird dance.
The changes that happened to him were secretly shocking. The decoration of Phebides' clothes and the scenery around him are constantly changing, and they are all scenes of luxury, intoxication and debauchery.
He seems to appear in human form again and again in history, creating many extravagant and immoral scenes and stories...
The wine filling the pool, a hundred dancers without restraint, the lascivious dance wearing masks, the bonfire lighting up the sky, and the people drinking the wine to the sound of drums...
Like a constantly tuned radio, he was choosing a banquet for Sean and his party. A flawless banquet.
"I know!" Godhead, who had gone crazy for a long time, suddenly stopped. The costumes and scenes seemed to be unresponsive and were still changing, "I know..."
He raised a finger, and the clothes and scene slowly stopped and stopped.
It is a primitive animal skin garment with olive leaves pinned to its ears. There was a forest scene all around, a bonfire was dancing vaguely in the distance, and there was the sound of singing and dancing in the distance.
The spirits and gods in the forest, humans and animals, gather together for what.
His eyes were confused, looking at the northern starry sky, and whispering a name in his mouth: "Adne... Adne!"
Seven stars shine in the northern sky.
The faces of the Smiling Man and his party became more solemn.
The young man's crazy red eyes widened. He opened his hands wide and shouted in an irresistible tone:
"Welcome to the wedding of Dionysus!"
