Chapter 12: The Night Attack

At this time, more than two years have passed since the Shuidu incident. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since the fall of the Imperial Capital, Charlotte has traveled to the Dark Regions with her apprentices and Sylvia to inquire about the Eye of Alvira.

The image of Alvira's Eye is a scarlet diamond. Strictly speaking, it is not an artifact made entirely by Alvira, it is a natural diamond that Alvira accidentally obtained while traveling in the astral plane, perhaps the surging magic energy of the astral plane has changed its inner structure, and this diamond has the extraordinary power to see all free magic energy from the beginning.

Alvira, the queen of shadows who got it, fell in love with it, so she infused her divinity, infused it with the power and rules of the shadow, and made it into her own artifact. As a result, the Diamond, which had the extraordinary power to see through magical energy, was sublimated, and the Diamond, which was incomparably compatible with magical energy, was transformed into an artifact that represented the ultimate power of the Shadow.

Those who hold this artifact can see through all stealth, illusions, and disguises (except for root spells), greatly reduce the casting action and freely shuttle between the shadow world and reality, and can command the shadow creatures below the level of the nine rings to control the huge energy of the shadow world.

Alvira, who was originally only a medium divine power, created a top-notch artifact of the transcendent level, which shows how extraordinary this diamond is.

Originally, the artifact known as the Eye of Alvira was given by the Shadow Queen to her devout follower, the mistress of the ruling family of Drow Elf Buollis, in order to use the artifact to expand her faith in the Shadows and spread Alvira's supreme glory.

At that time, Charlotte and Sylvia set a policy of directly finding the legendary city of Buollis, Charlotte stole the artifact, and then called it a day and went home.

But when the two found the legendary city of Buorlis, the once powerful city of Drow Elves in the Dark Regions had lost its original glory. Charlotte infiltrates the city using the Eleni Mask she has obtained on the water, only to learn that the Eye of Alvira was not found in a civil strife more than a hundred years ago.

Before the civil strife, there were nine ruling families in the city, and the drow elves in the matriarchal society were honored by the master mother, and the nine master mothers ruled together, and the first master mother who controlled the eye of Alvira was the head of the Buorlis family.

Originally, the city of Buolis was thriving, but in the world of drow elves, there will always be intrigue ghosts. During a conspiracy against Buollis's First Mother, the Eight Great Families rebelled and the First Mother was killed. The successor of the Buorlis housewife put down the rebellion, but the Eye of Alvira was nowhere to be found in the rebellion.

The powerful Buolis family lost the favor of the Shadow Queen and has been in ruins.

Of course, the decay of a drow elven city in the Dark Regions had nothing to do with Charlotte, all he cared about was the lost Eye of Alvira. After that, Charlotte and Sylvia followed the trail of the rest of the family, and although they found many clues, they still found nothing until this point.

This time, he came here after visiting the traces of a former ruling family in Buollis. Then he unexpectedly met a dwarven caravan attacked by the minotaurs, and was invited to accompany him.

The special hourglass made in the dark area falls precisely into the glass bottle below, and only a small half of the fine sand mark on the top means that the time is approaching 2 o'clock in the morning. At this time, the dark area is silent, except for the occasional cry of nocturnal creatures.

A few dwarves in charge of the night vigil led the half-blood snake slaves to patrol the camp, and if it were an ordinary dwarven caravan, these dwarves would not be able to resist the wine worms in their bellies and drink all night. But that would never happen in this caravan.

This is one of the reasons why Charlotte became suspicious of this caravan at first.

In the second half of the night, due to the relationship between the humid atmosphere and the temperature difference in the dark area, the mist in the original cold pool gradually began to spread around. The cold dew condenses in the stone forest, which also brings nutrients and moisture to the ferns and fungi.

This kind of cold fog is the most normal phenomenon in the dark regions, but the dwarven and half-blood snake vigils are still vigilant, as most night raids are launched during this time.

The drowsiness and the unique mist of the dark region make this time period figuratively called the death knell in the middle of the night by the subterranean aborigines.

Charlotte's eyelids fluttered as he slept soundly in his tent, and as his spirit became more and more condensed, even if he was not proficient in prophecy spells, his powerful spirit still brought him a sense of crisis similar to that of spiritual awareness.

This time, the spiritual consciousness brought by the powerful and condensed spirit made him feel a premonition of crisis.

The sleeping archmage opened his eyes suddenly, and Charlotte, who was sleeping in her clothes, rolled over and sat up, listening intently to the movement outside the tent.

There was silence, only the sound of dwarves and half-blood snake people walking around, and everything seemed to be the same.

Charlotte, however, believed in her own senses, and she rose from her tent, separated the tent's roller shutters, and set out to go out. At this moment, a sharp alarm suddenly came from the warning spell outside the camp, and Vivien, who assisted in setting the spell, and Lolita opened their eyes at the same time.

"Night Raid—" The high-pitched roar of a dwarf echoed through the camp.

In the depths of the mist, there were hundreds of tall shadows, and even through the mist, you could feel how burly those terrifying warriors were.

The first Night Raider sprinted through the mist, followed by the second, the third......

They come in groups of three or five, seemingly undisciplined, but they often form small groups of several people. These warriors are generally over 2.2 meters tall, with strong muscles bulging high, some of them wearing only cloth clothes, some of them without a strand of clothing, and only a few of them wear rudimentary leather armor.

These tall warriors had feet in the shape of ox hooves and heads resembling bull heads. The crimson-eyed monster snorted with white mist in its mouth and nose, and its whole body was sweating like rain and steaming to charge into the high ground.

They are the most terrifying berserkers among the natives of the underworld, the Underground Minotaurs!

Unlike the minotaur warriors who served in Icewind, these uncivilized warriors in the dark regions are full of bloodthirsty desires, they don't know humility or mercy, and the passion for battle can make these natural warriors instantly go berserk.

Once you are close to this group of monsters born for battle, even a large caravan of hundreds of people will suffer heavy losses, and even if one is not handled well, there is a danger of annihilation!

Vivien and Lolita immediately found Charlotte and followed Charlotte as she walked forward. Teklin Hantie, who had drunk lava wine, blushed, but despite this, his natural discipline and sense of responsibility allowed him to rush to the front line as soon as possible.

When Charlotte arrived, she heard the noble dwarven warrior of the Molten Iron Castle shouting out for the commander.

"The head of the caravan will gather the supplies and protect the goods for me desperately! The warriors will step forward and quickly line up! What about the half-blood snake slaves? Hurry up and grab your damn poisoned arrows and use your poisonous talent to shoot me these red-eyed brutes!"

Good discipline allowed the dwarves of this caravan to move quickly and accurately, and except for the half-blood snake people, the whole caravan was moving as fast as a war machine.

"Damn snake people, think about it with your watery brains! If we're done, you won't survive either!" Teklin, who was bouncing and roaring on a boulder, looked like Super Mario.

Even in such a tense environment, the three masters and apprentices who saw this scene couldn't help but cover their mouths with laughter.