Chapter 167: Arantir 6
Around the campfire.
A group of fierce-looking warriors were roasting meat around a bonfire, and before the disaster broke out, all the camels of the caravan were killed by the monsters, and they caravan guards had no way to leave Arantir for the time being.
Disaster struck so quickly.
Almost as soon as the giant sarcoma fell, many civilians in Arantir died in wailing, and the terrible disease spread rapidly, killing a large number of civilians and transforming into aberrations, leaving only the strong warriors and those who were not infected surviving. But then they were trapped in Arantir, where the monsters multiplied rapidly, and soon their numbers expanded to tens of thousands. If it weren't for the fact that the caravan happened to know about a hidden underground shelter, I am afraid that these people would have to be overwhelmed by countless monsters in the end. But even if they didn't come and attack Arantir, they would probably end up running out of food and have to break out.
"Dixon. Do you think Miss Pasha will succeed in convincing that Excellency?"
A bald Northland man lowered his voice and said, "I've heard that wizards are a difficult group of people to deal with. β
The Argonian Dixon didn't raise his head, and concentrated on the barbecue in front of him and said, "I don't know." β
"Just leave all this kind of brain-wielding matter to Miss Pasha. β
"I'm only responsible for cutting people when Miss needs them. β
What you say makes so much sense that I'm speechless.
The bald northland man raised his hand and touched his bare head, picked up the wine jug and poured it, saying, "That's right." When old Eden was alive, these things were also handled by Miss Pasha. β
"It's a pity. β
"I thought he would live to the end of his life!"
The Argonian raised his head and glared at him, directly reached out and grabbed the wine jug and poured a few sips: "We people are doing the work of swords, and it is a good place to die as a warrior." β
"At least I think it's better than dying in bed at the end. β
"Don't talk about it again. Otherwise, Miss Pasha would have been sad for a long time when she heard it. β
The bald northland nodded, picked up the hot barbecue, took a big bite and said, "That's right." If I were to lie in bed and die when I was old, I would probably not be able to stand it. β
"As a warrior, you still have to die on the battlefield to really belong. β
The others gradually fell silent, stopped talking and just munched on their meat.
They were all old mercenaries, the youngest of whom was nearly thirty years old, and they had long lost the naΓ―ve and lofty ideals of their youth, and they had once been adventurers wandering around thinking that they could make a name for themselves, but in the end they chose to return to their old job of guarding caravans.
But the blood of the warriors never fades with time, and they still dare to charge forward when they are needed.
Warriors live by faith.
Faith is what sustains them in the fight and what makes them push through the limits of their bodies.
The sound of soft footsteps was heard.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Miss Pasha, and Miss Pasha appeared not far away.
"Whew!"
Miss Pasha let out a long sigh of relief as the others looked at the expectant eyes, and she made a gesture of success, and then sat down by the campfire with the happy smiles of the guards.
"Succeeded?" said the bald Northland man excitedly.
"Hmm. Miss Pasha nodded, and although she still had some doubts in her heart, she said happily, "Your Excellency has agreed." β
Wizards are rumored to be eccentric and difficult to deal with.
She was also a little uneasy in her heart before she went, but she didn't expect that this powerful wizard was unexpectedly very talkative, and directly agreed to her request without spending too much thought on her. This is a good thing for the caravan, although the caravan itself is very strong, but it is still a lot of money to support so many veterans, she lived a careful life every day when she took Stephen to Windy City at the beginning, and she still has to do so.
No way.
The daily cost of equipment maintenance for so many people is not a small amount, and the cost of raising a high-level warrior will not be lower than that of raising a full-fledged knight.
Miss Pasha still didn't recognize Stephen, but Stephen didn't mind helping her at this time, before he followed this caravan to Windy City, he thought that these people were not bad, and it was better to use them than to find someone else. There are so many things that Countess Illya needs to be responsible for, and she is afraid that she will not be able to keep busy with these trivial matters, and Miss Pasha is currently directly responsible to Countess Illya, and she is responsible for the handling of the spoils of war.
Around the campfire.
Everyone was in a good mood.
The caravan hugged a big thick leg, and the future will definitely be much better than now.
Wizard's Tower.
Miss Tinax placed a cup of black tea in front of Stephen and said softly, "Did the master know that Miss Pasha before?"
"Hmm? yes. Stephen took a sip and nodded.
Miss Tinax smiled and said, "No wonder. β
Stephen looked up at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Miss Tinax shook her head.
Stomp and tread.
There was a bouncing sound, and Stephen didn't have to guess to know who it was, and sure enough, the figure of the second cargo girl appeared quickly.
"Master, master!"
"Wow, Sister Tinax made a little biscuit, click, so delicious......" Two-handedly sat down at Stephen's feet, picked up a small biscuit, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Stephen was in a good mood today.
Successfully taking Arantir means a lot to him, as it means that he has a rear base that is constantly supplied with resources.
He looked at Yan who was sitting next to him and smiled, reached out and touched her head without speaking.
Yan looked up suspiciously, and then continued to eat happily.
Sometimes it's not bad to live like her, basically without any worries, carefree, and just think about eating and playing every day.
Stephen looked up at the moon as if lost in thought.
Miss Tinax stood quietly behind him, her eyes tenderly looking at her master.
Catwoman Brigitte appeared in the hallway, and she looked at everything in the room for a moment, and then quietly walked away.
"Huh, you're there too. Catwoman made her way to the upper floor of the tower, and she landed lightly on the window, sitting on her legs and looking at the moon in the sky, and when she turned her head, she saw Ishara, sitting in another window not far away.
"Hmm. The Gorgons glanced over at her, continuing to look at the serene starry sky.
in the room.
"Good night. Baby. Countess Elia kissed the sleeping Miss Fran on the forehead, then turned and went into the study to pick up a large stack of accounts and get busy.
The candle flame in the room flickered.
Countess Illya stood up and walked to the window to look at the night sky, and leaned on the window with her white chin in one hand, as if thinking about something.
Nothing was said all night.
When the sun rises the next day, the entire Wizard Tower starts to get busy.
The Empress of the Zera Ant Clan has transferred some of the Ant Clan soldiers to the underground of Arantir, and the new Queen of the Ant Clan is currently in charge of this ant nest, and she herself is remotely controlled by psionic energy, as the core of the Zera Ant Clan, the safety of the Ant Queen is above all else, and there is no safer place than the Wizard Tower.
The Zera Ant Clan will build a large Ant Colony base beneath Arrantiel, while the Worker Ants will be responsible for mining the mines, and they are currently digging underground passages in all directions.
The Endless Sea.
In this vast sea, a terrible battle has been going on for a long time.
In the center of this sea area, a huge whirlpool has formed, and the corpses of countless sea creatures are floating in it, and the blood has completely stained the sea water, and hundreds of huge sea beasts are constantly pouring over. In the center of the whirlpool, the figure of the Oriental Giant Turtle appears and disappears, a huge squid up to hundreds of meters long wraps around its limbs, and next to it are all kinds of distorted sawtooth sharks, the body surface of these sea giants is covered with strange parasites, and even from time to time you can see disgusting worms burrowing out of their bodies, some tiny tentacles attached to their bodies, constantly absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the seawater.
Roar!
The Oriental Giant Turtle let out a roar of pain, and it opened its mouth to tear apart the huge squid wrapped around its body, and then set off waves hundreds of meters high to repel the swarms of ichthyosaurs that pounced on it.
After fighting for nearly a day and a night, this powerful demigod finally chose to retreat unwillingly.
There are just too many enemies.
In the past, they didn't dare to provoke the powerful demigods, but now they are all attacking as if they are crazy. They even devour the flesh and blood of their own kind, undergo many strange changes after a violent convulsion, growing spikes on their backs, sharper and finer fangs growing in their mouths, disgusting parasites crawling out of their abdomen, and so on. Some monsters whose brains are controlled by parasites can even cast a lot of spells and psionic powers, and even some dead sea monsters have come back to life, and their corpses have become tools for parasite manipulation.
The dead aberrant behemoths gradually coalesced, and the worms parasitic on them secreted some disgusting viscous liquid, and then the monsters devoured and fused little by little.
Ultimately!
A huge terrifying creature with hundreds of sucker tentacles, a huge sawtooth shark in the center of its body, and a large number of body parts of sea creatures on the left and right was born.
He stretched out a huge tentacle and wrapped it around the legs of the Oriental Giant Turtle, and then pounced and opened his mouth to bite, and tens of thousands of fine and terrifying teeth tore off a large piece of flesh and blood directly from the legs of the Oriental Giant Turtle. The terrifying monster swallowed it without even chewing, hundreds of blood-red eyes glowing faintly red, and the demigod's flesh made him more and more frenzied, not only the whole body pounced, but even the three plesiosaur-like heads growing out of his back also bit over.
- "Advanced Teleportation Circle!"
A strange white aura appeared on the surface of the sea, directly constructing a huge teleportation circle, which shrouded the body of the Eastern Giant Turtle and then disappeared in a rising white light.
Roar!
The terrifying aberrations let out a roar filled with rage.
One by one, huge tentacles shot out and directly attacked the white-robed witch who suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Facing the solemn expression of this distorted aggregate white-robed witch who was enough to challenge the demigods, she gently raised her staff and drew a circle under her feet, and then a door to space opened, and the white-robed witch directly turned into an ethereal form and drilled in.
Thundered.
Huge waves hundreds of meters high were set off on the surface of the sea, and after the figure of the giant turtle in the east disappeared, those gathered sea giants became the target of the distortion aggregate to vent, and in the blink of an eye, a large area of blood stained the entire sea area red.
Near an island.
With the white light that emerged, the huge body of the Oriental Giant Turtle appeared, and it had just climbed out a few steps before it let out a mournful roar, and its huge body suddenly fell, raising up a cloud of sand and dust.
At the place of its leg, a shocking wound was being corrupted, countless lilac disgusting granules were growing, and the flesh in that area had turned purple-black, as if it were an enemy attack with some kind of poison. These corrupted wounds are spreading towards the body of the Oriental Giant Turtle, especially the strange lilac flesh buds that grow from the wounds, they are constantly splitting and regenerating, and some even grow sharp teeth to bite each other.
"Your Excellency. β
"You bear with me, your wounds must be treated. The figure of the white-robed witch appeared.
Her face was quite beautiful, her long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes were white, and her pupils seemed to dissolve in her eyes, emitting a faint aura. A dagger made of crystals appeared in the palm of the white-robed witch's hand, and she carefully scraped the flesh off the wound, then applied some dark red ointment to the wound of the Oriental Giant Turtle.
The white-robed witch was busy for a long time before stopping, and then walked up to the panting Oriental Giant Turtle and sighed, "I didn't expect this scene I foresaw to happen......
"But why didn't anything happen on the Black Coast?......"
"Who changed fate?"
The white-robed witch looked into the distance in thought, her appearance vaguely similar to that of Akasha the Insight, but much more mature.
- [Prophet] - Ankara.
The chief witch of the Blind Witch Society, and the founder of the entire Witch Society, the only high-level legendary witch in Silvertop City.
"Maybe I should go to the Black Coast myself. The white-robed witch muttered.
The sea breeze blew her long silvery-white hair, and the prophet-Ankara stared in the direction of the Black Sea, not knowing what to think about for a while.
Destiny has been changed.
Her prophecy spells can only see vague fragments, and she must find a way to find the one who is 'beyond her fate'!
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