Chapter 40: Eagle's Nest Mountain and the Dragon Slayer Lord

Date: Blackgate 2/8/23 / Location: Hinterland - Eagle's Nest Hill Portico, the capital of the Brute Hammer Clan

Seeing that the High Priest of Sigma bomb was about to detonate, Abby and I went crazy and rushed at the balloon-bloated troll. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info saw a flash of purple light on Abby's body, and she had teleported to the bomb, and she was about to reach out to cast the ice wall, but finally fell to her knees due to the exhaustion of magic, her head bowed, and her whole body collapsed. My biggest fear is that if Abby's air magic recurs, then the indiscriminate attack may be within a few minutes... She's still too headstrong, and I don't know how much magic she's used before we met.

"Thy mercy and Heavens, thy righteousness endureth forever, my Father! Thy deeds are beyond thy reach, my Father, arise and become a barrier to the truth. But the righteous will rejoice, my Father, and arise as a barrier to the truth! Thy kingdom come, here!

I used the [King's Barrier] to seal the body of the self-detonating priest, but the dwarf grandfather was still shouting: "Your spell density is too low! I could clearly feel that the density of the particles in the wall of light had increased, and the old man was very experienced, and he knew that magic was like metal, it melted when it was heated, and then cooled, thus increasing the density.

At that moment, Abby raised her head, her pupils turned pure white, and the time had finally come. She's the closest to the barrier, and she must not be allowed to absorb the shield, or we'll all be killed by voodoo bombs. I hurriedly ran to Abby's side and stretched out my arms between the barrier and Abby.

"Wake up!!!" I shouted at Abby at almost maximum volume, which clearly caught her attention.

Abby Fei also ran two steps at me, grabbed my throat with one hand, and pressed me against the holy wall, the magical energy in my body was like the last time, like a dam that had been discharged, and the magic stored in it flowed into Abby's body in large quantities.

Old Dwarven: "Roar! What kind of magic is this!?Undead boy, you're in danger!"

My shoulder was held by the old man from behind, he suddenly injected me with magic, it felt like a surging sea flowing into a stream, although Abby sucked quickly, but the old man's magic seemed endless, I became a one-way highway, if it went on like this, my death period might be extended to a whole day, or even a week, but the end result was the same, both me and the old man would become cold corpses with dry oil.

I turned around and wanted to call Bold to come and stun Abby so we could be saved, but I couldn't speak now, Bold just looked at us suspiciously, looking helpless.

Just as I turned back to ask for help, my eyes swept over to the old man, who was breaking through my barrier of light with his right hand wrapped in thunder and lightning, and soon he grabbed the arm of the high priest inside the barrier.

The old man's hand on my shoulder tightened slightly, and then he said loudly to me, "Try to clear your mana!"

It didn't take much effort to do this, because I didn't have any magic power in the first place, and the old man suddenly stopped sending it to me, and apparently he also emptied the magic source, and the old man and I became the medium of magic. On either side of the medium were Abby and Voodoo bombs, which touched the flesh of a human and detonated immediately. Poisonous mist filled my holy light barrier, and the old man's hands were green, but he still held on resolutely, and the voodoo energy from the explosion flowed down this hand into the old man's body, then my body, and finally absorbed by Abby. Her golden eyes gradually turned green, and the troll's psychotoxin quickly paralyzed Abby's nerves, and her hand gradually loosened.

The three of them collapsed to the ground almost at the same time, and I wasn't worried about Abby at this time, because my healing power was slowly detoxifying in her body, and I... I was so tired!!The consciousness that supported my wakefulness struggled twice in vain, and then there was nothing left in front of me.

I don't know how long it took to be hazy, and a familiar woman's voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Jace, we meet again... ā€ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚ć€‚

The wandering consciousness is like a raven coming across the sea, returning to my body as promised. I opened my eyes with difficulty, sat up with something beside me, and looked around.

I woke up in a cemetery, and I was lying in an uncovered coffin, with four dark walls painted with realistic moons and clouds, and windows with bars on each wall. On the ceiling, there are several plastic bats with strings tied to them.

I took a closer look at the inside of the coffin, and there was a thick sponge cushion underneath it, and a griffin feather pillow. I slowly climbed out of the coffin and pushed open the window to see the sea of trees in Hinterland, the house I was sure was built inside the wall of Eagle's Nest Mountain.

Looking down, I saw that almost the entire wall of the mountain was covered with small windows that had been cut out, and the early morning birds chirped at me from the treetops outside the window, and the former battlefield had been cleaned, and only the withered grass and broken cedars could prove that there had been a battle in Hinterland a few days earlier.

I turned my gaze back to the house, there were two doors, the side door was a separate bathroom, I pushed open the front door, which was the second floor of a themed hotel. The wooden door behind him reads 'Cemetery Style 603'.

The second floor was a circular hallway, and next to my room was the staircase that led to the bar on the first floor, where only a bearded dwarf was wiping down his glasses. The dozen or so drinking tables in the bar also have empty glasses left by the dwarves who had reveled last night.

As he was looking down, the door of the house next to him opened, and out of it came a female dwarf, who looked quite marked, but was scantily dressed, with thick makeup, and a burning cigarette in her hand. She took a few gold coins from the room with one hand, stuffed them into her breast, and then rushed into it with a kiss, twisted her waist, and walked past me.

The people in the house came out from behind the door and greeted me. He was an upright cow, but he wore boxers in white underwear, a white waistcoat on his upper body, a large nose with garden-rimmed glasses on top of it, and a friendly neighbor was a young minotaur. I've never seen this race up close, they don't usually operate in the Eastern Kingdoms, and the face-to-face conversation at this time has dispelled those rumors. Since childhood, there have been many uncles who have been talking about their experiences, and in those rambling stories, the Minotaurs are a savage race, and they have a great body odor, like the cows on the farm, they are full of fleas and disgusting.

But now that it seems, this minotaur is even cleaner than a human, and more polite than a dwarf or a dwarf.

The Minotaur spoke in a cheerful and wise voice: "Hey, hello. You're finally awake. ā€

"Excuse me, how long did I sleep?"

Minotaur: "About three days." ā€

"Huh?

Minotaur: "You have lost almost all of your magic power, and it took me a lot of time to fix your magic source with the [Lion King's Power Potion]. ā€

"Oh, thank you so much, are you a doctor too?"

Minotaur: "I'm a graduate student at the Cenarion Council, which means I'm a Druid with the power of nature. "When he said his title, he didn't have Abby's stinky look at it, and the minotaur scratching his ass in front of me was really friendly.

"Wow, it's an honor to know you, and thank you again for coming to the rescue, do you know where my companions are?"

Minotaur: "They accompanied [High Lord Furstad Brute Hammer] to interrogate the captives. ā€

"Furstad?!, the legendary hero who defeated the Black Dragon King of the Earth!?" 怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂怂 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)

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