Chapter 665: Shadow Realm (VII.)

At this time, Roland also felt that the tremor under his feet was getting stronger, and there was a rumbling roar from the depths of the earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The deer in front of them scattered and looked very panicked. The shadow deer that landed in the middle of it didn't know which direction to flee, and stood on the hillside and looked around. In the next moment, the hillside under your feet was like a sand dune swept by a storm, and the brush was smoothed out, and even the shadow deer on it was swallowed by the earth, and the screams gradually became weaker.

"Fly!" Nikita quickly cast a spell gesture and pulled Veronica and Bloom into the air.

Helena also noticed that the situation was not good, and the legendary gauze skirt turned into wings, pulling Roland and Lyudmila away from the ground with both hands. Vigraf transformed into a red dragon and flapped its wings into the air, overlooking the ground beneath his feet, which had turned into a pot of boiling porridge, and the violent shock spread in all directions, burying all the rivers and trees in its pass, and flattening the mountains and rivers.

"The Shadow Realm is a very unstable plane, and the matter that makes up this world is always flowing, so earthquakes happen from time to time, don't worry, the shocks will soon subside." Helena comforted everyone softly.

Veronica looked at the haunted castle on the opposite hillside and said regretfully, "It would be nice if the earthquake broke out on the other side of the mountain, and it would be nice to destroy Dacowall's lair directly, so that we would not have to bother." ā€

Helena couldn't help laughing: "Dacowall's lair must be protected by magic and not affected by the earthquake, otherwise it would not have been well preserved in the shadow world for so many years, okay, the earthquake has subsided, let's go down." ā€

When everyone landed, the ground under their feet seemed to be ploughed over, and the soil became extremely loose and muddy, and there was a damp smell of earth, but fortunately it did not affect the walking, and they were about to continue on the road, but they had to stop.

A strange figure appeared on the hillside in front of him, looking like a human, but he was twenty feet tall, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, standing there quietly without saying a word, black from head to toe, like a reflection cast on the wall, exuding a terrifying aura, just looking at it from a distance makes people feel creepy.

I said...... That guy with a black head and a black face came out of nowhere, and he doesn't look like a good person! Bloom held a lamp in his left hand and a warhammer in his right hand vigilantly.

Helena hadn't seen this figure either, frowned, and stepped forward: "I'll go talk to him, maybe it's just a passing traveler." ā€

"Wait!" Roland grabbed her.

Helena looked back blankly, surprised to find that his face was pale and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"What's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?"

"I'm fine......" Roland rubbed his temples and smiled reluctantly, "It's just that I suddenly remembered the origin of that guy, and I was a little uncomfortable." ā€

"Do you recognize him?" Not only was Helena curious, but everyone else looked at her inquiringly.

Roland nodded, slapped his chest with his backpalm, and the Mithril breastplate automatically disintegrated and retracted the storage bag. Then, he took off his helmet, ring, bracers, and all the magical equipment he was wearing, and stuffed them all into a storage bag, leaving him with no magical blessings and a sword.

Leaving behind a scroll of "Death-proof Enchantment", Roland gave the bag to Lyudmila for safekeeping. After the blessing spell, he took out Durandal and looked at it, thinking that the sword was originally an artifact, so he inserted it back in, and walked towards the tall and mysterious black figure with the sheathed heavy sword.

"Everyone wait here, I'll go over and talk to that 'Shadow of the Night'."

Nightshade?!

Hearing the name, Helena, Veronica, and Nikita immediately changed their faces and chased after Roland, but they were stopped by his wave of his hand without looking back, so they had to stop and watch with concern as he gradually approached the night shadow.

Bloom, Vigrav, and Lyudmila looked at each other, wondering what the "Shadow of the Night" was.

Nightshade is an undead creature. But they are not the resurrection of the bones of the dead, nor are they the souls of humans or other creatures after the death of their bodies, but monsters born of darkness and born of negative energy and pure evil.

The "Nightshade of the Night" is a type of Nightshade creature. Strength 38, Dexterity 14, Intelligence 20, Perception 20, Charisma 18...... This is the basic attribute of the Wandering Night Shadow in Roland's previous life, and the results of his investigation through the "Pupil of Fate" at the moment show that the actual attribute of the other party is stronger than the above data, either an evolutionary species, or a combination of other extraordinary professions. Coupled with the fact that the Nightshade of the Shadows is born with supernatural perks such as Spell Resistance, Damage Reduction, Cold Immunity, Telepathy, Blasphemous Aura, and Evil Gaze, as well as a large number of spell-like abilities, the overall challenge level will never be lower than 16.

If you only look at the challenge level, the Shadow of the Night is not the most dangerous of all the creatures of the Nightshade, Roland has faced enemies like the Purgatory Titan and the Giant of the Deep that are more powerful than the Shadow of the Night, but the Shadow of the Night is more of a headache for him than the above strong enemies - it is not difficult to kill this guy with his companions behind him, but considering the price to pay...... It is likely that the gains will outweigh the losses, so Roland prefers to use peaceful negotiation to defuse the hostility.

"Hello, the Night Shadow friend I met during the trip, what do you call it?" Roland paused thirty feet away from the Nightshade and greeted him politely.

This distance is outside the range of the other party's evil gaze, and Roland is not afraid of the other party's gaze that can paralyze people with fear, but until the other party's attitude is confirmed, it is safe and polite to keep a certain distance.

"Hehe, interesting fellow......" The Nightshade understood his greeting and telepathically responded in a way that only Roland could hear, "I thought you were a paladin just now, and since you chose to communicate with me instead of drawing your sword directly, it seems that I was mistaken." ā€

"In fact, I am a follower of Sindra, and I have no prejudice against those born in the dark, such as ladies like you." Roland telepathically noticed that the other party's voice resembled that of a young woman, and when he got closer, he realized that the Shadow of the Night had the tall and plump figure of a giantess, especially the standing posture with her arms crossed and folded, which accentuated her thin waist, long legs, and towering peaks on her chest.

"Aha, it's sad news that you're a Knight of Sindra." Nightshade suddenly stretched out his left hand and drew a circle in counterclockwise on his chest.

Seeing this scene, Roland couldn't help but be slightly moved, hesitated for a moment, and finally resolutely raised his right hand and slowly drew a circle clockwise on his chest.

The Nightshade stared at him coldly, his gaze flickering.

Roland didn't continue to speak, lowering his right hand and holding the hilt of the sword again.

Behind him, Bloom muttered to himself in confusion, "What is Brother Roland talking to?" It's like you're talking to that dark-skinned monster. ā€