Chapter 90: NEKO-NIN exHeart
As the winter solstice approaches, the light hours in Icewind Dales become extremely short, and the days are fleeting.
The flames of the street lamps in the square were blown into a strip by the strong wind, causing the shadows of the people around them to shake constantly. The Flame of Immortality caused by the spell does not burn or extinguish, but simply provides illumination in the form of a flame.
Some houses were set on fire in the distance, and some of the flames reflected in the canopy that shrouded them. Those with good eyesight, such as rangers and cat ninjas, can also faintly see rising pillars of smoke.
As the largest formal church in Brynsander, the Temple of the Three Gods of Justice is a sturdy fortress designed and built by the dwarves, and its defense is not at all on the same level as the narrow and low chapel of the Sun God. Not only the barbarians from other places, but also the local families who had just been affected by the disaster also helped the old and the young to desperately move closer to the heavily guarded place.
Crowds of people came from all directions with cries, clamour, and panic. The guards belonging to the temple were all bandaged and unsteady, still shouting to maintain order. Low-ranking priests and acolytes walked slowly among the refugees, handing out modest warm clothing and hot food.
A priest in armor knelt on a blanket to provide medical care to those injured in the riot, while a little fat man nervously guarded him.
The pastor didn't notice that everyone was glaring at each other with angry eyes, hateful, fearful.
Or maybe it's pretending not to pay attention.
When the people around saw the paladin coming on a unicorn, they got out of the way and talked about it. The Temple of the Three Saints could only calm their emotions a little, and the arrival of the paladin made them talk.
"Look, this is the Paladin Master who rides on our heads and does nonsense! Not only her armor, but also the horses are enough for hundreds of peasants to live for a lifetime!"
"It is said that those people rebelled because they collected too much tax!"
"I still don't believe it when I hear from others, I come so late, I obviously don't want to save people!"
"We used to be blind to believe in paladins!"
"Run, run!"
Mina didn't seem to hear the comments and slander of the people around her, and still rode quietly on the unicorn.
Thomas felt a chill run over him, through the shield of his crystal, deep into his bone marrow. He pinched his fingers with the bow to turn white, and sighed dejectedly: "The times and people's hearts are sick......
It took a moment for the priest to realize that something was wrong around him, and when he looked up to see Mina, he hurriedly stood up. His steps were unsteady, and the fat man beside him hurriedly held on.
Minai knew that the two men were the Pastor Tom from his hometown of Luskan and the son of a prominent voter from Cormier.
Without showing any signs of surprise, the paladin gave the two of them a polite and reassuring smile. She was about to speak, but she heard a sudden cheer from the crowd of screaming and running in the distance.
The bard of the silver dragon blood came out of the crowd, looking proud and high-spirited.
He was wearing a light armor made of thin black ice, which brought out the calm and generous bearing of the chic and calm son of the turbidity of the world.
I saw Ewell appear with the momentum of "where righteousness is, although thousands of people go to me". The crowd calmed down for a moment, and then the heads of people surged densely, surging towards him like chasing stars!
In the admiring eyes of the crowd, Mina and the unicorn felt a stench and stinging suddenly appear, indicating that he had completely deviated from the difficult path of Chongshan.
"I thought your bloodline could ......," said the paladin hesitantly with regret.
She immediately realized that even the deputy mayor would not be able to show up when he was detected, how could a bard who was proficient in deception appear directly in front of the paladin?
There must be a picture!
Ewell's eyes were extremely sophisticated, and his gaze only stayed for a moment to know that the paladin in front of him was weaker than an ordinary girl to be slaughtered, and he didn't know where the will came from.
Gently raising his left hand, the crowd obediently stopped the clamor and waited for his lecture.
"No one can judge me, neither you nor your goddess, not even the god of justice! your ** Rari! your ** Thom! your ** Tyr!"
He was apt to show his contempt for the hegemony of the gods and paladins, and the crowd cheered their opinion leaders with thunderous applause!
Especially at this time, the unicorn couldn't help the evil aura he exuded, and took a step closer to Thomas, which made it even more obvious that he was righteous and stern, and his momentum completely overwhelmed the other party.
The bard ignored the paladin, who was no longer a threat, and looked at the ranger, who was completely unnoticed at the moment.
Ewell remembered that in the dwarven tunnels of the Cone of Kane, he had suffered severe internal injuries from the reverberation of the Creation Mantra with the chanting of the sky. At that time, the female mage's gaze only lingered on the Ranger who had been scratched by a stray bullet with a few shallow blood marks.
He had a relationship with Kurgal many years ago, and then he gave up on her.
Because the poet knows that he and the female mage are too similar, and both of them are selfish bandits. As long as you are safe and comfortable, you will not be indifferent even if the whole world is destroyed. The only difference is that the poet feels that law, tradition, and morality are all things that bind people, while the mage believes that these can provide power and power—and of course, the most important thing is his own interests.
He knew that Kurgal was a very passionate, willful and proud and stubborn girl, as ruthless, greedy and unscrupulous as the poet. He left to forget, because she would cruelly hold men to their love for her, and then use it as a whip to instruct and drive them.
Like him, she was shrewd and careful.
Whenever he conquered a tall female barbarian with red or blonde hair and a white complexion, he thought of the black-haired, black-eyed female mage. They are muscular and energetic, but their spirit and will are far less tenacious than that of Kurgal.
Every time he had an afterthought, he felt bored and uninterested.
To kill this boredom, he even got involved with strong savage males.
Then, the abrasive goblin reappeared in his life.
Stronger, more beautiful, and more dazzling than before, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes symbolize the wisdom brought by time, and her slightly blessed figure has the alluring sweetness of ripe fruit...... It's just that there is no room for him to exist in his eyes.
Because the ranger from the same world as her appeared
Ewell knew that Kurgal did not love the Ranger, that he was nothing more than a lost time for her, a shadow and a residue of the soul that had lived in Kurgal's soul in the past.
Her actions and words have succumbed to the cruel reality, but there are still people who hypocritically make her dream.
So, Ewell especially hated Thomas.
Not to mention, the ranger also has a "mobile phone" that stores a variety of entertainment methods in the other world, but it can't play a role.
Ewell sneered, his gaze lingering on Thomas for a moment, ready to look away. He can't look at it more, it will make others think that there is something great about that waste ranger, so he will be so valued.
Anyway, he would soon fall into the hands of the red-robed mage.
Thomas shuddered at the poet's gaze, and even though he didn't know how to read the atmosphere, he felt that Ewell and Minael seemed to be the center of the storm.
"Why, looking at the appearance of these people around you, it seems that you suddenly have a backbone and a savior?"
The cunning gnome had long since blended into the crowd and disappeared, and the scared cat ninja clung to him like a drowning man. Thomas was suspicious that in the next second she would jump up and kill all the inferior creatures around her, or run away with her tail between her legs.
"There is no need to speculate that the naked ape of crocodile blood is the leader who instigated the riot. "Whether it's the heartbeat and breath of the monkeys around it, or the posture and expression of the dwarf paladin, or its own performance, it proves this. ”
Observing and analyzing the subtle expressions and movements of the enemy and the lord is an important lesson for the female ninja, although Baihua has learned it, but she is too lazy to flatter and please Thomas. She has always firmly believed that only a humble dog will hear the message of the master and can't wait to wag its tail to greet it, and the noble cat will ignore it even if it knows the minion's thoughts!
"So what are you waiting for? Mina's stupid paladin didn't know what he was worried about. ”
Baihua would never lie, because she didn't have that kind of consciousness at all. So the Ranger activated the blitz bracers and drew his arrows lightly.
"Now is the time to do Banchao and Wang Xuance's affairs, as long as you kill the culprit, you can pacify Brinshande!"
Thomas thinks that the poet has seriously insulted the dignity of Kurgal as a man, and most importantly, this guy has made him very unhappy!
The speed of action of the Blitz Bracers cannot be used at the same time as the "Attack Acceleration" spell and the "Rapid Fire" technique, but its ability to take the initiative is worth the price, and it can be considered a rapid-fire that does not affect accuracy.
The Ranger was too fast, and it took Ewell two arrows to react. This is also the result of his use of music in advance to attract the blessing of good luck.
"Kill the Paladin and her men!" Ewell screamed as he plucked the strings and began to chant with the dragon's breath energy in his veins.
It's just that today's poets are unable to incorporate the sublime melody of the mantra of creation into their own songs.
Then he realized his mistake: the poet's chant needed to be coordinated, and those he used as cannon fodder not only had to scramble to get out of the hidden weapons, but also moved slowly!
He's already wounded, and the cat ninja can take him away with just two or three swords—if Ewell hadn't simulated casting the invisible scroll beforehand.
The figure of the hundred flowers who performed the "Ninjutsu Ghost Step" flickered, and turned into translucent in his eyes and flew towards him. No one but him could see her.
"Oh no, this cat's swordsmanship is no less than that of the Drow Assassin. Even if I could see and dodge the key points now, even if I had the Black Ice Protector, I would probably be seriously injured or even ...... Kill directly. ”
The phantom shadows of the twin swords flickered, and a chill enveloped Ewell's vital points. At this critical moment, he activated the talisman magic weapon sold to him by the red-robed mage.
The necklace, which is shaped like a small blue disc, gently entangles the light, sending Ewell's demagogic words into the heart of his opponent. It is a strange magic necklace imported from another world, which can draw strong kindness from the enemy's heart and temporarily interfere with its attacks.
The cat flickered its teeth and claws in the air in front of him, and the sword light twisted and turned.
Before Ewell could recover from his panic, a sudden wave of shadow energy turned into a foul-smelling cloud of poison and shrouded him.
"No! it's an illusion!" Ewell, who was sick to his stomach, suddenly realized, "This is the trick played by that dwarf!"
Mina's expression was glazed, as if it had been a long, long time - it had taken several seconds to wake up from the sudden battle. As soon as her eyes were dark, she was about to faint: "Thomas, this kid is impulsive, I'm afraid a lot of people will die now!"
The paladin's face was pale, and the crowd was separated from the poet, and he couldn't mend the sword.
Seeing that their opinion leader was injured, the indignant crowd rushed to the paladin and her archers. In the midst of the pushing and beating, the ranger, who had received a few heavy punches and kicks, still continued to attack unmoved. He knew that the poet would not be able to hold out for a few seconds, and although he was too, Thomas had never taken his own safety too seriously.
The dwarf, who had been lying on the ground to dodge stray bullets, was stepped on several times. Barnard screamed as the carp stiffened, and the loaches burrowed through the crowd.
Ewell's defense was weak, and Thomas hit two more arrows. If the nemesis is equipped with a spirit bag against the evil caster, Ewell may die here.
No, you have to run away!
The poet pointed at the flower that was still invisible, and cried out: "Curse her!
He plucked the magic lute in his hand, and the shell of this precious lute was carved from jade, with gold wire as strings and rubies as decorations. Relying on its power, Ewell used music to draw magical energy, opened a dimensional door in front of him, and slipped in.
The unicorn floated in mid-air, and Mina could see it clearly: Thomas had been flooded up by a bunch of people, gripper for gripper, stuck neck for neck, beaten Tintin for tint
"No, he can't die here!" If it was just herself besieged, Mina might have hesitated because of the Paladin's Creed. But Thomas was different, although he hated him very much from the first time they met, although it was he who caused such a big trouble this time.
But
But......
Trembling and clenching her teeth, with a gun in her hand, she was ready to kill!
Before she could turn the horse's head, Mina's eyes lit up, and the twin swords of the hundred flowers dancing and glowing were already leaping high and striking down in the air.
The sword light and flames flickered like meteors through the necks of the shoulder-to-shoulder mobs.
"Snort!"
The crowd was as if it were made of paper, easily cut by the sword qi and scorched by the flames.
Many people believe that swords and shields can fight against people who are stronger than themselves, double swords are used to bully and abuse vegetables, heavy weapons are naturally fatal, and long handles are a shrewd choice for old treachers.
As if he were digging for something, Baihua easily killed and routed the crowd besieging Thomas.
Mina knew that the real test was just around the corner.
The dying men glared at the bloodshot eyes one by one, cursing the flowers with the most vicious words they could think of.
Even without arcane vision, the paladin could feel another evil energy gathering.
"Oh no!" Pastor Heim, who had only reacted at this time, was dumbfounded: "She's going to be cursed soon, and it's a powerful curse that we can't expel with magic - I'm afraid only a very pious person can induce a miracle ......"
His voice fell.
He's in his thirties and almost forty years old, and he likes to watch girls as much as he likes to eat meat and drink wine—he can't do it because of the canons, but it's always okay to see it, right?
The girl with cat ears and tail was very beautiful and bright, her golden hair seemed to be sparkling and cute, her tender green eyes looked lovely, her thin lips were slightly curled and cute, and the tiny fluff on her face flashed in the light of the light.
She looked at the seriously injured ranger, but she pretended not to care, and she was also very young and cute.
But this very young and cute girl is about to encounter an accident, and she can't do anything about it!
At that moment, the pastor, who felt extremely sorry, hoped for justice from heaven.
"O my lord, give me strength, protect those who are suffering before you, and do not separate them...... I've seen so much tragedy today that I don't have the courage to watch it anymore......"
Then the dark energy of the curse entangled and seeped into the flowers, as if it were dealing with Mina.
Only this time it made her sluggish.
"No, Master, let's run to Ivanaor!" Barnard appeared beside Thomas, already a little panicked. He didn't really care about Mina when he had an accident before, because he didn't like paladins in the first place. But this cat ninja who was boasted by the masters was the only one, and all of them were hit, which means that there may really be no one in front of them who can withstand it......
"There's no need!" replied the Ranger categorically. His clothes were torn and bloody, and he smiled and winked at the cat girl, gently rubbing Baihua's hair.
"Cats don't lose. ”
The unicorn floated as it approached, and Mina said sharply, "If you don't bring her up, we must escape!"
Although a few of the people around who were instigated by Ewell were confused and abandoned in the blink of an eye, the others still had fierce eyes, but they were shocked by the ferocity of the flowers just now and did not dare to approach.
"What are you stunned about? When you are discovered, you will want to leave. Mina was so angry and anxious that she had to keep her voice down.
She heard Blossom begin to chant the "incantation" softly, subduedly, intermittently, in Thomas's dragon language.
At first, the cat ninja's voice was low, and it was difficult to form a sentence:
"Boss, boss...... That's what you can say...... I'm sick, you, come to sing and drink...... Scattered, upstairs, snow...... Nothing is the same, and people's hearts are separated from ......"
The more she read, the more fluent she became: "What is Shenzhou, how many times have you left? The sweat, blood, and salt car is not cared for, and the bones are collected for thousands of miles." is broken, Guanhe Road is ......"
Mina and the others didn't understand what it meant, and thought they were doing magic. But Thomas knew that what she was about to do was magic—blade magic!
Martial arts might!
"I pity you the most for dancing in the middle of the night, saying, 'Men are as dead as iron'. Look at the test hand, mend the crack!"
This is the most hostile move of the martial arts: Blade Magic.
The spellcasters said sarcastically: Isn't this trick capable of breaking gravity and shattering the universe?
Baihua tore out with a claw with a cold and understated expression, and Mina seemed to be able to hear the cracking sound of evil energy.