Chapter 325: Coercion (2)

The anti-theft chapter will be updated tomorrow at around 10 a.m.

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Kremar and the others didn't know that while they were fighting with demon corpses, gargoyles, skeletons, ghouls, and demons, there were also people in the southernmost part of the continent, in the Fortress of Cape Embankment, who had stayed up all night.

"I know that merchants are always blinded by the glow of gold coins, but I didn't expect them to abandon even the most basic vigilance," Mage Alva said wearily that when Cremar first came to Cape Fortress, the older mage was a good, open-minded and cheerful man, who looked much younger than his actual years, but in just a few months, it was as if he had suffered some kind of curse, and the time that had been hidden by strength and skill was passing away at a rapid pace, and when he walked with his long staff, even his back was stiffened, "Didn't they see it?

They thought that the outcasts were doing so because they were weak or because they had not taken the potions as instructed by the priests of Gredi. The archon of the Fortress whispered.

"Gredy......" mage Alva repeated, "a new deity, a bad omen—what do they say now?"

"You mean the priests of Gredi, they demand that the temple and sanctuary of Gredi be erected in the fortress of Billy," said the consul, "and it is difficult for me to refuse them, for almost all the wives of the councillors are praying to Gredi for sons and grandsons. ”

"The merchants, for their part, are threatening us that if we don't agree to sell the herb at Pilllands, they will leave Pills. ”

"Maybe it's just lip service. The consul said, "The fortress is the only one." ”

"That's the worst part. Master Alva said gloomily.

The following is the anti-theft chapter, which will be updated around 10 am tomorrow.

Glenn was half-kneeling behind a battlement, almost asleep leisurely, and he didn't seem to notice that a demon was crawling down from the battlements behind, and two coal-burning red eyes were fixed on the back of his neck, the weakness of almost all living beings, and it could not move if it was bitten - it was extremely surprised, so to speak, when it realized that it was facing a thief and had been pierced through the skull by a dagger.

"Didn't anyone tell you," said the thief in his heart—besides not wanting to attract the attention of more enemies, the foul smell that grew stronger with the demon's "death" was unpleasant enough, "even if you were in the middle of the downstream, but only if you were clean," Glenn grumbled, "you stink better than pickled and fermented shark entrails, and can be used as a weapon or a shield." ”

He said this, stretching out his palm, in addition to being able to hide the shape at the most critical moment, the most satisfying thing about this dagger was that it was able to return to his hand on its own, which he had only accidentally discovered after leaving the fortress, in this case, life only, it was not very difficult, after all, they still had so many enemies, the thief thought with satisfaction. And, if anything, he was silent about it, it seemed to protect him against certain toxins and adverse effects - just like now, he smelled the filthy smell, but he didn't feel sick from it, and when the dagger returned to his hand, the effect of the smell was reduced to the point that it didn't affect him at all.

By this time, the druid, too, had already achieved a temporary victory, and he reached out to Gülen, and the thief jumped off the battlements, handed his coat and cloak to Perrante, and hid his smile well.

If, he was saying, if he could return to Sharp Jaw, he would probably be able to answer a question that had puzzled many for a long time - whether the druids were clothed or unclothed when they transformed into animals - the answer was that the other druids probably not, but the elven druids could, the white-bellied spider's silk threads were not only tough enough, but also elastic, and even if he turned into a giant rhinoceros, with ten times the waist circumference, it was not naked, and it had a thin but believable layer of armor. It's just that in terms of appearance, it's a little cute, just think about it, a giant rhinoceros that sparkles in the firelight, and the edge of the dress is embroidered with the elves' favorite silver crown wood flowers.

Perrant glanced at him, the druids had not walked with thieves, they knew their strengths and weaknesses, Gülen might not be as good as Cremar thought, but not as bad as Berdwin thought, and they were still companions along the way.

Instinctively sensing danger, Gülen tilted his head to find a safe place to talk, but the ensuing collapse and louder shaking made them look up at the same time.

The collapse of the main tower allowed them to see the magical galaxy on the side of the iron-blue sky, the firelight, and a huge black figure in the firelight.

"What's that?" Glenn asked in alarm, "Earth elemental, or stone elemental?"

There are no stone elemental creatures, but the druids are not ready to open a magic lecture hall at this time: "It's a demon soul corpse, but it's not a pure demon soul corpse." ”

He said this because the demon corpse faced by Cremar and the others could climb the windowsill of the third floor of the main tower as long as they stretched out their hands, its original body might have been a snowfield giant, its mottled and rotting skin tightly wrapped around the angular bones, its overly tall skull was like wearing a funny yellow hat, its thick leg bones were like pillars in the hall, it was not afraid of thunder and lightning, ice spikes and winds, even the flames could not attach to its body because it could not find something to burn, and it was obviously highly intelligent, and it could ward off zombies and ghouls- Glenn thought they had encountered enough undead, but they didn't realize that the main force was here in Cremar at all.

Perrant pulled out his longbow and a magic arrow from the dimensional pouch, and the arrow whizzed through the ear hole of the demon corpse - the ear hole, let's all.

It may have screamed, and grabbed the arrow as soon as it raised its hand, just in time, for the magic wrapped around the arrow formed a large flame in the next moment, but that did not mean that Leona's crisis was lifted, and although she did not die under the claws of the demon corpse, she had to face the tongue that it spewed out, which was thin and long, and the tip of the tongue also had a hook.

"Leona!" Berdwin shouted, but before that could have grasped the front half of his tongue with his new arm, the Soul Corpse's tongue making several circles around Mithril's arm, the hook of the tip of the tongue gurgling against the metal, trying to dig through the skin and dig out the flesh, but apparently it was impossible to succeed.

Glenn grimaced and slyly leaped behind Leona and Birdwin, he had chosen the right side, for neither Perrant nor Cremar would pour pressure on the two normal humans, instead, they would have pulled their hatred firmly on themselves, as the warriors of the other plane had done. Although this can only be said to be better than nothing, because the demon corpse also senses that Leona and Berdwin are the weakest link among them, and he purrs and orders the zombies and ghouls to delay Perrant's footsteps, and turns to face the lich and Kerryben. But at the same time, two demons were crawling up from the darkness, their eyes fixed on the back of the warrior and the only woman, and perhaps now a thief.

This little trick may have fooled others, but it was impossible to avoid the eyes and minds of the lich, and who could be more familiar with these undead creatures than him? Even the demon soul corpse he has created a dozen himself, and this necromancer is simply stupid in his opinion, like in the Seventy-Seven Islands, necromancers and lichs have never used giants or gnomes as raw materials for such undead creatures, because all they need is a demon soul corpse the size of a human zombie, this demon soul corpse is almost exactly the same as a zombie, only more thin, but it is almost impossible to see when mixed in the zombie community, only when they encounter an enemy will they show a different intelligence, speed, and dangerous tongue like a poisonous snakeThere were many knights and priests who fell under the sudden kiss - a giant is a demon soul corpse of a mud embryo, bah, do you really think you are playing with a clay statue? Whoever is bigger wins? The huge size of the demon corpse limits the speed of the demon soul corpse, eliminates its concealment, and creates more weaknesses that are easy to hit.

When Cremar was a lich, of course, there were countless ways to kill this stupid big man or use it for himself, but now not only could he not release the mage containing negative energy, but there were also two elves who had been traveling for many years by his side, but a bang from Glenn caught his attention, if he was not mistaken, it should be the gnome's burst crossbow arrows, well, these little maggots who never knew who they were buyers, their burst crossbow arrows had caused some minor trouble for the residents of the Seventy-Seven Islands, and as a last resort, the Seventy-Seven Islands sent a few lich to talk to their patriarchAs a result, since then, the gnomes' bursting crossbow bolts have only been seen on the gnomes, and although a few are sometimes "lost", they are too expensive to be scarce in number, and will not disturb the peace and tranquility of the Seventy-Seven Islands again.

McGee says he insists on being a dwarf, but he's still a dwarf after all, and these bursting bolts don't seem like a gift, they should be "borrowed" by thieves for the time being, but the lich doesn't mind.

His gaze fell directly on the thief through the dust and smoke, and he gestured as Gülen met it.

Glenn understood the caster's gestures, and what he was about to do might be dangerous, but the caster had closed his eyes slightly, and began to chant incantations and make casting gestures—he only pressed the burst crossbow to the crossbow, not one, but two together.

One accurately hit the left knee of the demon corpse, and the part below the knee was all wiped out in an instant, it screamed and knelt sideways, but the second one was slightly offset by a boulder that it was then thrown, and only half of the huge kneecap was blown apart, but it was enough, the caster's first spell covered the thief with an invisible armor, although the boulder hit him but only bruised his skin, the second spell was a seed soaked in the water of life, the seed sprouted and grew rapidly as soon as it fell into the crack, and the quenched bones of the demon soul corpse rattled under the power of life, and finally shattered helplessly。

Without pause, the lich cast a third spell, and countless thorn bushes rose from the ground, wrapping around the corpse's body and arms.

The thief walked up to the caster with a bloodied face, staring at the demon corpse with flickering eyes and grinning, "That's weird," he said, "this guy is long dead, but it still looks terrified and cringe." With that, he pulled the trigger, and the bursting crossbow bolt shot through the dark eye sockets of the demon corpse into its skull, slamming into the skull and exploding violently.

When Cremar was a lich, of course, there were countless ways to kill this stupid big man or use it for himself, but now not only could he not release the mage containing negative energy, but there were also two elves who had been traveling for many years by his side, but a bang from Glenn caught his attention, if he was not mistaken, it should be the gnome's burst crossbow arrows, well, these little maggots who never knew who they were buyers, their burst crossbow arrows had caused some minor trouble for the residents of the Seventy-Seven Islands, and as a last resort, the Seventy-Seven Islands sent a few lich to talk to their patriarchAs a result, since then, the gnomes' bursting crossbow bolts have only been seen on the gnomes, and although a few are sometimes "lost", they are too expensive to be scarce in number, and will not disturb the peace and tranquility of the Seventy-Seven Islands again.

McGee says he insists on being a dwarf, but he's still a dwarf after all, and these bursting bolts don't seem like a gift, they should be "borrowed" by thieves for the time being, but the lich doesn't mind.

His gaze fell directly on the thief through the dust and smoke, and he gestured as Gülen met it.

Glenn understood the caster's gestures, and what he was about to do might be dangerous, but the caster had closed his eyes slightly, and began to chant incantations and make casting gestures—he only pressed the burst crossbow to the crossbow, not one, but two together.

One hit the left knee of the Demon Soul Corpse accurately, and the part below the knee was wiped out in an instant, and it let out a wail and knelt sideways, but the second one was slightly offset by a boulder that it threw at it, only half of the massive kneecap was blown apart, but it was enough. (To be continued.) )