Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 361 Three bottles of potion
"As for the environment of the star realm, there is no need to worry that the environment there will kill us. The outer star realm still has the air we need to survive. As long as we don't drift to the inner star realm, there will be no problem. In fact, we can't drift anywhere."

"The distance between the inner and outer levels of the astral plane is very far. Many astral plane residents live in the outer astral plane, and even they find it difficult to leave the outer plane and reach the inner plane. So we don't have to worry about this, Marquis Fernando. As for how we can leave the astral plane and return to the main material plane, I think our angel friend should have a way."

Advisor Florrick turned his gaze to Noshil, who nodded in the affirmative and said.

"There should be no problem. According to the information I have found, the angel bound in Ban Yang is a powerful divine servant from another world. Angels of this level are definitely high-level angels. It is said that they are second only to the legendary divine servants of the Seraphim. If it is a divine servant from another world, then there should be a way to rescue us from hell."

"But if that angel can't do it, I have other ways. This is also the information I found out before. There seems to be an instrument inside Ban Yang that can initiate a large-scale phase transfer. As long as there is sufficient energy supply, it can be activated."

"I have some knowledge of engineering. As long as that thing is not damaged, I should be able to find a way to activate it. As for the energy problem, as long as the angel is willing to cooperate in transmitting energy, I am confident that I can move the entire city back to its original address."

Noshier's affirmative words once again gave everyone more confidence, and even Marquis Fernando breathed a sigh of relief, but then he realized a problem.

"Well, although it may sound a bit disappointing, it seems that the angel has been bound for a long time, right? After being imprisoned for 50 years, or even longer, even if the angel is willing, is he really able to help us?"

This is actually the problem that Noshil is worried about. Angels are absolutely lawful and good creatures. If the angel had not fallen due to long-term torture, and if his side helped him gain freedom, he would definitely take the initiative to help everyone leave.

The demon detection of Noshir's own crown has never felt the breath of demons inside Banyang, which means that he definitely did not choose to fall. However, 50 years have passed. He has been bound and his energy has been extracted for 50 years. Now no one can guarantee whether he still has the strength to fight.

Even Noshil had no way. He had no way to confirm this, nor did he have a way to help the angel recover his combat effectiveness after confirming this. So he just turned his gaze to everyone, hoping that everyone present could come up with some useful solutions. At this moment, Priest Lucius stood up.

“We should be able to provide some help in this regard.”

After Priest Lucius said this, he immediately took out three bottles of potion from the space box on his waist.

"These potions are the holy relics that the priests found when they were cleaning up the wreckage of the temple. They should be able to solve the current difficulties. The golden bottle in the middle is the resurrection potion, the blue bottle on the right is the storm giant strength potion, and the green bottle on the left is the life extension potion."

"The resuscitation potion can restore the vitality of the human body to the maximum extent, relieve fatigue, heal injuries, and remove diseases, toxins and curses. It is also very effective and can even work against the messengers of God. It should be enough to help the great warrior of God recover all his strength and injuries. As for the servant of God, as long as the body can be restored, the energy in the body will surely replenish itself soon."

As Priest Lucius said this, he pushed all three bottles of rare potions towards Noshil. Without even waiting for Noshil to respond, he spoke directly.

"Take these three bottles of potion, Noshir. If it weren't for your information, we would have lost our last hope. It's no exaggeration to say that you saved our lives. But I'm sorry, there's nothing left in the temple. These three bottles of potion are the best we can offer now. Please accept them." "..."

Noshil was silent for a moment, but finally reached out to take the three bottles of potion, then slowly turned sideways and whispered a few words into the priest's ear.

The next moment, Priest Lucius' eyes suddenly widened. He was a little unsure about what he heard. Excitement, regret, powerlessness, gratitude, all kinds of emotions appeared in his body one after another, but in the end he just looked at Noshil with gratitude again, and then spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Thank you very much, sir. The news about the neck is extremely sad news for me, but I am satisfied to know his whereabouts. Next, Torm's followers will take back what belongs to them, and you will always be treated as our guest of honor, our most precious friend. When the glorious temple of our god Torm is erected again, we will prepare a gift for you that matches your status."

After saying this, Priest Lucius bowed slightly and sat back in his seat silently.

And Noshil just nodded, indicating that he didn't need to worry too much. He knew that Priest Lucius was a devout believer of Torm. For the old priest, what he hoped more than whether he could escape from this hell was to find the lost artifact.

But he also knew that his commission was too much to ask, and even he himself had given up hope. Noshil noticed that after he entered the meeting room, Priest Lucius had been looking at him with an extremely complicated look. He wanted to speak several times, but in the end he forced himself to swallow his words back.

Of course, Noshir knew what the priest wanted to say and what he wanted to ask. Apart from Tom's artifact, nothing was worthy of the priest's treatment with such an attitude. He had originally planned to tell him the news of the artifact after the meeting, but now was a good opportunity, so he might as well not let the old man wait any longer.

"Ahem, let's continue the meeting. With this bottle of potion, we can indeed guarantee the angel's combat effectiveness after breaking the seal to a certain extent. However, there is one last problem before us, which is how to open Ban Yang."

Everyone's attention was once again drawn to Noshil's words. Indeed, this was indeed a difficult problem. To be able to control and restrain a divine servant from another world, the material used in that thing in the sky must be very valuable and it was definitely not so easy to break. What's more, it was always surrounded by almost non-stop lightning.

With those thunders around, just getting close is a huge trouble, however.

"This is an elemental resistance amulet passed down from my ancestors. It can resist the power of various elements to a certain extent. It also has a certain resistance to lightning. I don't know if it will be useful, but I'll take it out first."

"Lightning resistance potion. This is the leftover potion from when I was dealing with a small wind elemental. It's of good quality and should be able to help."

"I have four scrolls of Disintegration here. Normally this spell is very powerful, but that thing can imprison angels after all. I don't know if these scrolls can destroy that thing, but these scrolls are the most powerful weapons I have."

(End of this chapter)