Chapter 746: The Darkest Hour of Neverwinter (10,000 Words Big Chapter Asking for Subscription)
"Help! Can anyone help me! I'm hurt! β
"Ahhh Guardsman! There are demons here! β
"Damn! Can anyone tell me what exactly happened? How did these dark elves get into the city? β
"Tyr, the great god of justice, please send down the divine punishment to kill these evil monsters."
"Oh no! The blocks to the east have all fallen, and we're all going to die if we continue like this. β
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With all kinds of calls for help and shouts, the Neverwinter of the Pearl of the Northland has completely ushered in its darkest hour.
Despite the fact that the passages between several districts were fortified with iron gates due to the plague that had plagued them, the nearby guards immediately chose to close and cut off the connection between the districts when they sensed that something was wrong.
But this is obviously of no use to demons with teleportation and flying abilities.
The Dark Elves are also able to move freely within the city through magic and sewers.
The only people who were stopped were the fleeing people, and the criminals whose dark side of their hearts was magnified in the chaos and began to burn and loot.
And because the incident happened so suddenly, and because there were not many defenders in Neverwinter in the first place, and they were scattered around the streets to maintain law and order, it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack.
To make matters worse, the premeditated assassination of the Drow Assassins led to the death of some of the prestige and capable of standing up and leading the Neverwinter Executives.
Even the temple of Tyr, the god of justice, was besieged by demons.
Many of the junior officers, such as captains, had no idea what to do, and had to take a handful of soldiers with them to stand by or provide some protection for civilians.
Of course, all of this was a deliberate "man-made disaster" created by Erebeth and General Taylor after discussing it in private.
They all wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate the original forces of Neverfell, led by Lord Nasir, so that they could be completely brought under the control of the Empire.
So after the invasion of Leicester Harbor, he knew that it might be a trap, but he also collaborated to deliberately create a false impression that the Imperial army was pouring out to the rescue, the previous two airships were just forwards, and the subsequent ground troops set off from the port by boat, in order to make Deszaire bold move.
It's best to clean up with those nobles in the Black Lake District.
In this way, the upper echelons of political power in Neverwinter will disappear completely.
But in fact, there were a thousand heavily armed Praetorian Guards hidden in the Neverwinter Castle alone, and above the clouds in the sky overhead, several gunboats and the Dragon Knight Legion were on standby.
But General Taylor just watched the whole city go into chaos, but he still didn't move.
Although Arian Zhende wanted to help the citizens, he had no command of the army and could only stare dryly.
The only people who were doing everything they could to try to quell the chaos and drive the dark elves and demons out were Dumbledore and Vanswick.
They first killed the Dark Elf Assassins who had come to assassinate them, and then helped a group of guards banish the demons back to their home in the Abyss, and then took them to support other places.
By constantly concentrating the scattered forces and striking at the enemies who were creating chaos, it did not take long to stabilize the situation in the central area of the city.
Looking at the scene of the beggar's nest in the distance, Dumbledore subconsciously frowned and muttered to himself in a tone full of doubt: "Strange, why hasn't there been any reaction from the castle so far?" This is not the usual style of doing things in Soth. β
"What are you talking about?"
Vanswick had just helped a wounded man to bandage his wounds, and immediately turned around and asked.
Although he still has a lot of healing spells, he can also convert all the unused spell slots into positive energy healing spells as needed (an exclusive ability for the good faction god priests, and negative energy damage spells for the evil camp).
However, considering the current situation that is not optimistic, there must be many seriously injured people who need treatment, so minor injuries are generally simply dealt with to ensure that there is magic that can save lives in the event of a serious injury and near death.
As a priest of Tyre, the god of justice, Vanswick was not a great fighter in combat, but he was an expert in treatment and disease prevention, always allocating magical healing and general medical care to minimize the mortality of the wounded.
"Don't you think the reaction from the castle is a little strange?
Under normal circumstances, if this happens, they should immediately send their elite to repel the enemy and restore order.
But now the castle gates are closed.
It's like waiting for some powerful enemy to arrive. β
Dumbledore stared at the Neverwinter Castle towering in the distance, and voiced his doubts.
"I guess it has something to do with the fact that Erebeth led an army to rescue Leicester Harbour. At present, the Imperial army is almost gone, and the city's defenses are very empty, so they can only prioritize ensuring the safety of the castle. β
At the mention of his fiancΓ©e, Vanswick's eyes darkened, and a look of pain and struggle appeared on his face.
But Dumbledore shook his head: "No, that's not right. How many Imperial troops were stationed in Neverwinter before? And how many troops did Erebes take? I always felt like there must be something hidden in this. β
Van Swijk replied with a wry smile, "No one knows exactly how many reinforcements the Empire has sent except for Erebeth and that Taylor general.
According to the statement given by the castle, basically all of them were sent out.
I think the enemy must have gotten this information as well, which is why they launched a surprise attack on Neverwinter.
After all, Deszel was once the leader of the Heim Church, and he must have left quite a bit of eyeliner in the city. β
"That means it's impossible to be sure if all the Empire's troops have been sent?"
Dumbledore had clearly sensed something, and there was a strange glint in his eyes.
"You don't mean to say that there are enough troops in the castle, but that's how they don't do it and watch the city go into chaos, right?"
Vanswick's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that Erebeth could become so ruthless.
"It's not clear exactly what happened for the time being, but I'm sure that the Empire's troops are not all sent out. Because from what I know about Soth, he's not the kind of person who would take all the plunge. β
As he said this, a playful expression appeared on Dumbledore's face.
There is no doubt that his adventures in Neverwinter have been incredibly satisfying.
Whether it's a battle of wits with Deszel, or a fight with those cultists, or finding a compatible partner, you can't enjoy it on the Magic Earth.
Above all, he once again tasted freshness and freedom that cannot be described in words.
"Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire is a cautious man, but Erebeth is clearly not. Right now, Neverwinter is under her leadership, and it's hard to guarantee that it won't make some out-of-the-ordinary moves. Vanswijk guessed in a tone of uncertainty that wasn't quite right.
"No, no, no, you don't understand.
Soth is the kind of person who will keep everything under his control as much as possible.
He may give Erebeth the power to decide, but before that can be done with clear instructions, or by someone else.
If I'm not mistaken, the person in charge of restraining Erebeth is probably the General Taylor.
So the sudden closure of the castle must have been something in preparation.
You're waiting here, I'm going to go over and take a look. β
With that, Dumbledore directly blessed himself with [High Mage Armor] and [Stone Skin Technique], and walked alone along the empty street in the direction of the castle.
But before he could reach the main gate of the castle, a team of heavily armed dark elves and more than thirty high-level demons suddenly emerged from the darkness.
Especially the demons, there are six Legendary-level Barrot Flame Demons alone, and the rest are basically ruthless characters such as six-armed snake demons, bewitching demons, and berserk war demons.
The most terrifying thing is that three of these demons are mutated evolutions created by the influence of the Eldrazi.
One of them was covered in hundreds of eye-like terriers, and its body was a large, hard ball of flesh that floated in mid-air;
The other is an entirely octopus, densely covered with stout tentacles with sharp hooks inside;
The third resembles an abstract giant mushroom, with glowing wriggling flesh buds on its face and twisted tentacles of varying sizes beneath its canopy, apparently inheriting the characteristics of Imrakul, the eldest sister of the Three Eldrazi Titans.
If there was any legacy left to this universe by the previous war between the Abyssal Will and the three Eldrazi Titans, it was undoubtedly these half-demonic creatures with Eldrazi traits and some abilities.
Due to the chaotic nature of the bottomless abyss, no one knows what they are or what kind of abilities they have.
Therefore, its danger and accident are directly full.
It is said that even many of the Lesser Demon Lords have died at the hands of their strange abilities.
All the demons were terrified of the things they had created during the war with the blessing of the Will of the Abyss, believing that they were not of their own kind.
A handful of would-be Obiris demons even claimed that these new species were a precursor to the Abyssal Will to replace Tanali, and then encouraged Tanari to engage in large-scale war and killing.
As a mage with access to a little bit of the Abyss, Dumbledore activated the cloak's invisibility ability the moment he saw the demons and dark elves, trying to avoid an encounter with almost zero chance of victory.
But unfortunately, in the dark night, both drow and demons have far more eyesight than humans.
Before he found out about the other party, the other party had already discovered him.
What's more, starting from the Enchanted Demon, the higher-level demons above basically have the effect of permanent true knowledge, and can see through all invisible creatures, secret doors, and magical transformation effects within a range of 36.5 meters.
Therefore, Dumbledore didn't have time to escape from the range of influence of the True Consciousness Technique, when he saw a six-armed snake demon teleported directly in front of him, and the six arms holding different weapons instantly waved an afterimage, and smashed his head and face.
"Damn it!"
Realizing that he had been exposed, the Headmaster did not hesitate for even a second and directly activated a magic scroll.
Moment!
An invisible force field wall stood between him and the demon.
The violent attack of the six-armed snake demon hit the wall of force with a loud sound.
However, the Force Wall Technique can obviously only resist for a while.
For a demon who could cast a high-level teleportation technique at will, it didn't take much effort to pass through the barrier of the wall of power.
Just as the six-armed snake demon was about to teleport to the other side of the wall of force to continue chasing the human mage in front of him, Dumbledore made a very bold move, which was to release a three-ring [Daylight] that had no damage or protection effect.
When the extremely dazzling bright light directly illuminated the entire surrounding area, both the demon and the dark elves who were extremely sensitive to the brightness of light immediately subconsciously blocked their eyes with their hands.
The latter couldn't help but let out a scream of pain.
For the drows, who have lived in dark areas for a long time, this instantaneous bright light can cause intense pain in the eyes, accompanied by uncontrolled tearing.
It is impossible to recover vision within at least a minute or two, and even if it does, it will only be a little blurry image.
What's more, the bright light caused by Daylight is not instantaneous, but lasts for at least fifty minutes to several hours, depending on the cast level.
This also meant that the team that was originally discrediting and preparing to launch a surprise attack was instantly exposed to the sight of Neverwinter Castle.
Just a second later, the warning bell rang completely, followed by crossbows and bullets fired from the tower.
In less than two or three minutes, even the cannon went off.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
One of the cannonballs landed right in the middle of the Dark Elf team, killing six people instantly, and seven or eight wounded others also fell to the ground.
Obviously, the cunning Dumbledore had no intention of fighting so many enemies in the first place.
His true intention was only one, and that was to attract the attention of the castle defenders.
Clearly, the plan worked.
As the long-range strike came as scheduled, the six-armed snake demon was suddenly hit by the whistling bullets in succession.
Although the pyrotechnic powder and ordinary bullets made by the Church of Gond did little damage to this powerful demon, the sheer momentum caused her to retreat uncontrollably until Dumbledore's figure disappeared from the range of Enlightenment.
As has been emphasized in many books, the most powerful weapon for a mage is not how powerful the magic is, but the brilliant brain.
Sometimes, even in the face of enemies far superior to oneself, as long as you can use everything around you reasonably, you can easily achieve your goal with just a few low-level spells.
Dumbledore had made a textbook-level perfect demonstration in just a few seconds.
In addition, the continuous effect of daylight also made the dark elves unable to discern their direction for a long time, let alone see their surroundings clearly, and could only stumble around like headless flies.
It also allows the defenders of Neverwinter Castle to see the positions of these enemies and turn their more powerful artillery to bombard.
In just a few minutes, this group of Drow elites, who had been specially assembled for the purpose of launching a surprise attack, suffered heavy casualties in the face of the powerful explosion.
After the Barlow Flame Demon released the advanced disarming magic to destroy the effect of the daylight technique, the master mother saw that her most outstanding son had become dozens of pieces, and only the head above the neck could barely be recognized.
Furious, she immediately let out a sharp roar: "Kill it!" Kill all the lowly surface humans in there for me, and leave not a single one behind. I want to hear their screams and wails! β
"As you wish, Mistress."
One of the mages immediately responded with his head down, followed by hiding behind a building and began casting spells.
In an instant, a teleportation path to the location of the turret above the castle opened.
The warriors, strengthened by the priest's magic, rushed in without saying a word, and suddenly appeared behind the musketeers, crossbowmen, and gunners at lightning speed.
The casualties of the previous long-range strikes made these evil and cruel creatures even more violent than usual, and ordinary soldiers were no match at all, and they were soon slaughtered bloodily.
The entire seventy-odd people stationed above the castle and in the arrow tower died before they could hold it up for ten minutes.
Of course, there is also the credit of seducing demons.
After all, their advanced teleportation and control magic are just too good for this.
In contrast, the Barlow Flame Demon and the Six-Armed Serpent Demon did not hesitate to launch a fierce attack on the main entrance of the castle.
First, a series of flame storms burned and melted the gate, and then the six-armed snake demon put on a [sword blade barrier] and rushed in to kill.
Before the Winterfall guards, who knew anything about the true plan, could even react to what was happening, their bodies were torn apart by the sharp blades that surrounded the demon's body.
Even the "Nine Guards of Winterlessness", which was originally set up to protect the Lord of Nasir, continued to be injured and even killed in the fierce battles.
"No, we can't hold it anymore. Let's go to the dungeon beneath the castle! β
After barely repelling the six-armed snake demon, a member of the Nine Neverwinter finally lost the will to continue resisting and gave the order to retreat.
Hearing this, the defenders, whose morale had already collapsed, immediately abandoned the corpses of their companions and turned around and burrowed into the passage.
Before leaving, he did not forget to press the mechanism to let the huge iron door fall, sealing the way into the deeper part of the castle.
When the resistance in the entrance hall died down, a portal was suddenly opened.
Deszaire, dressed in a lizard-like robe with scales, stepped out of it, holding a staff with something like some kind of silver spell at the top.
Anyone who has read the Scroll of Netherel will immediately tell that this spell is using the magical text presented by the former, and it is also the first rune system in the continent of Faeron, derived from the observation and summary of primordial energy and the phenomenon of magic webs.
"Why did you come so fast? We haven't fully captured the castle yet. The mistress asked, brandishing her blood-stained snakehead whip.
Deszel replied with a smile: "It is not necessary to occupy it completely, it is enough to achieve this level." β
"What do you mean...... The seal is in this hall? β
The mistress was visibly taken aback, and began to look around vigilantly.
Because he had already cast a detection spell, but he didn't find anything suspicious.
And if there is a secret door or secret passage, those high-level demons should also be able to find out.
"The hall?
Hahahaha!
No, my dear mistress.
To be exact, the entire Neverwinter Castle sits on top of an ancient seal.
So it's time to welcome the return of the oldest civilization on the continent of Faeron and the original owner of this land. β
As the last word blurted out, Deszaire raised his staff aloft.
Moment!
The spell emitted a bright, blinding light that illuminated the entire perimeter of Neverwinter Castle as if it were day.
The web shook violently, and the ground began to shake and shake, a large amount of dust and debris fell from the ceiling overhead, and the chandelier shook incessantly as if it would fall in the next second.
But after only a few seconds, the violent shaking stopped.
Instead, a tunnel appeared in the center of the hall that led to the depths of the ground.
It resembles a deep shaft that goes straight up and down, with a spiral staircase in the former wall.
The bottom is too deep to see what the bottom looks like.
Just as a dark elf mage poked his head out curiously to look down, a huge eyed demon suddenly flew out, opened his bloody mouth and bit his neck directly, and the broken major artery suddenly spurted blood, and then the headless corpse was planted straight down.
Almost at the same time, the Eye Demon's magic rays began to shoot wildly, dissociating the two Drow warriors into green powder on the spot, while others were injured by negative energy, and they vomited blood from the ground.
This sudden change not only blinded the mistress, but even Deszel was dumbfounded, completely unsure of what was going on.
Could it be that there is a problem with his own operation and he accidentally opened a passage to the lair of the Eye Demon?
Or is this Eye Demon just in the way of the seal's doorway?
At the moment when a Barlow Flame Demon rushed up to kill the Eye Demon, more Eye Demons of different sizes suddenly appeared one after another from under the bottomless tunnel.
Like the first one, they don't communicate at all, appearing as if they're crazy and attacking immediately.
All of a sudden, the entire hall was filled with dazzling rays of magic.
Several priestesses and male mages tried to cast spells, but they were immediately shrouded in the anti-magic power released by the eye of the demon lord, and as a result, they couldn't even cast a zero-ring trick, and were directly bitten to death by the pounced eye demon with fangs.
"Bastard! What the did you do? This is not what we said before! β
The Mistress hid behind a magical shield and spat at Deszaire, spitting out all sorts of vicious swearing and swear words that only the Dark Elves could understand.
Don't be fooled by the beautiful, noble, and elegant appearance of Rose's high-ranking priestesses.
In fact, they are very wild and fierce inside, and they will kill a slave to vent their emotions if something goes wrong.
What's more, in just a few minutes or so, the number of Eye Demons in the hall exceeded sixty.
Although there are many low-level Gaussian Eye Demons, there are too many of them.
Even the Enchanted Demon and the Six-Armed Serpent Demon have been killed, but it is the strange creatures mixed with the Eldrazi bloodline that can fight back and forth with their own abilities.
After all, maybe the power of a launch line is nothing to a high-level demon, but the number of them is too much.
Deszel hid behind a stone pillar and replied angrily: "Do you think I am willing to encounter such an accident? In fact, I did it all according to Margrim's notes. Even if there is a mistake, it is his fault. β
"At this time, you are still thinking about passing the buck? Hurry up and think of a way! If we continue like this, we'll definitely be killed by these Eye Demons first. β
As she spoke, the Mistress cast a magic spell and released an anti-magic field to block the dense rays of magic.
She and Deszel had no idea that their every move was actually under Taylor's watchful eye.
Looking at the bottomless passage presented inside the crystal ball, the general immediately asked, "Do you think this is the sealed place of the creator race?" β
"Sorry, I don't know."
Arian Zhende shook her head slightly.
Because these are all the history and legends of ancient times, there is no way to verify them.
Even the elves, who claim to know the most about the history of the Faren Continent, basically don't know anything about it.
"In that case, then signal to Miss Erebeth to stop playing and get back to business."
General Taylor made his decision on the spot.
And that's not all!
He also activated the lich of the Arcane Society by touching the magic ring he wore on his finger.
You must know that these ancient creatures are the "experimental materials" that the other party asks for by name, and they must be captured alive as much as possible and brought back to be placed on the experimental table for dissection and study.
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On the other side, Erebes, who was dueling with Thrall, received the signal to return to Neverwinter, and immediately raised his foot and kicked his opponent in the stomach, causing him to fly backwards seven or eight meters away uncontrollably, followed by a non-satisfied praise: "You are very good, I am quite satisfied." That's all for today's game, I have more important things to deal with. β
"Wait! You actually knew we were bait from the beginning, right? β
Thrall climbed up from the ground with the hammer of destruction and asked aloud.
Erebeth pursed the corners of her lips and replied with a smile, "Ah, yes, isn't that obvious?"
With the rabble behind you, how could you possibly defeat the area around Neverwinter, which was defended by Imperial troops.
Deszaire has been sending you to your death from the beginning.
If it weren't for your accident, with just two gunboats and the dragon knight legion above, tens of thousands of monsters could be easily wiped out. β
"And for what purpose? What is Deszel's purpose? β
Thrall was clearly desperate to know the truth behind the whole thing.
Only in this way can he convince the rest of the orcs to stay away from this war, instead of being foolishly thrown into the battlefield as cannon fodder to die.
"Hehe, you're really funny. Because other orcs rarely have such an independent thinking rationality, let alone care about what the reason and reason, they just want to rob, kill, and vent and can't suppress their animal desires. β
Erebeth had a playful smile on his face, apparently aware of the other's unusual temperament.
"Please don't shy away from the question, ma'am. I don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want to raid any town, I just want an answer. β
Once again, Saar emphasized his position.
Educated from an early age, he understood that pillaging and killing alone could not really make a race rise and become part of the civilized world.
This can be glimpsed from the results of the two orc wars.
Orcs who don't have any logistics base and can only rely on looting to obtain supplies, there is no margin for error during the war, and a single fatal defeat is enough to bury all the advantages accumulated before.
But what about the Alliance?
With a stable rear and a steady supply of food and weaponry, even if the Kingdom of Stormwind is destroyed, the capital is occupied and slaughtered, and even if the battle line advances to the Alterac Valley, King Terenus can still calmly deploy his troops and regain everything he has lost before.
So Thrall has always been very aware that if the orcs want to change the world, they must first change their habits, so that they can learn to plant, herd and raise livestock, and mine their own tools and weapons.
So he didn't have any interest in this raid, he just wanted to accumulate enough prestige and fame and walk away.
Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Erebes responded with a smile: "Deszaire's purpose has always been only one, and that is to open the seal and release the creator race that established civilization on this land tens of thousands of years ago. β
"The Creator Race?"
Sal apparently heard the term for the first time.
But it's no wonder.
The first group he came into contact with after being reincarnated was the orcs, who were notoriously inferior in intelligence and did not like to learn.
Sensei is such an esoteric and complex thing as history, and even the situation of the surrounding towns and cities is not necessarily understood.
"I'm sorry, but I can only tell you so much due to time constraints.
The rest is up to you.
As a final reminder, if you don't want to die, leave the Northland and hide as far away as possible.
For it will not be long before the Great Dark King will eradicate all threats from this land.
And the orcs happen to be the race that is number one on the extinction list. β
After saying this, Erebeth activated the teleportation spell in the Magic Ring, and disappeared in place in an instant.
With her departure, this wonderful one-on-one duel finally came to an end.
A large area outside the walls of Leicester Harbour has now been completely destroyed by explosions and other effects caused by the collision of magic and energy.
In some places, it became semi-permanent small volcanoes and lava pools, while in others it became muddy swamps capable of devouring life, and even the sky overhead formed a small area of thunder and lightning storms.
As a responsible man, Thrall used the power of the elements to restore everything to normal, and then returned to Aubed Arrow's side with the hammer.
Seeing the triumphant return of his clan's champion warrior, the latter immediately excitedly gave him a bear hug and shouted in an excited tone: "Well done! I can't believe you won against that horrible woman! Now we can finally storm the town and plunder as much as we want. β
"No, Chief, you seem to have misunderstood something. I didn't win, I just had a truce. I can guarantee that if anyone dares to get close to the wall, the dragon knights and gunboats will attack again. β
Sal solemnly warned.
"What? So you mean that we have so many dead people that we can only flee now? β
Another orc chief shouted, clearly unhappy with the outcome.
Not only him, but other races like jackals, ogres, trolls, giants, and others began to shout non-stop.
Faced with this situation, Thrall obviously expected it, and directly picked up the hammer of destruction and smashed the first orc chief who took the lead in coaxing from two meters directly to less than one meter two, and the entire neck and chest cavity were all deeply dented, and blood, internal organs and broken bones were scattered and splattered in all directions.
Such a bloody picture suddenly made the scene that was chaotic a second ago silent.
The monsters are all looking at this young orc warrior who kills people without saying a word.
Thrall wiped the brains stained from the hammer on the corpse, and said in a very calm tone, "If anyone is unwilling, just try it."
But for the record, I won't be shooting again this time.
If those dragon knights swoop down again, it doesn't matter to me how many of you die.
Chief, if you don't want to die here for yourself and your entire clan, you'd better turn around and get out of the Northlands as soon as possible. β
"For ...... Why? It was God's will to attack the Northland. β
Obed Arrows asked, puzzled.
"Because God treats us as cannon fodder, and is sending us to death in a steady stream."
There was not the slightest hint of respect for the orc gods in Thrall's tone.
Because these guys are his worst enemies.
"Blasphemy! How can you evaluate the great orc gods with such an attitude! A pastor stepped forward and shouted accusations.
Unfortunately, before he could call on the other orcs to kill the disrespectful, Thrall picked up his hammer and did exactly the same thing.
I saw that the pastor's beaten upper body also fell to the ground on his back.
Sal wiped a handful of blood from his face like a nobody, and continued to ask, "Is there anyone else against it?" β
Moment!
All the orcs in the room were silent, even the priests who served Guush.
After all, they may be stupid and stupid, but they are definitely not stupid, and they can feel a murderous aura in the eyes of this young orc warrior.
Whoever dares to stand up against it at this time will have one word - death.
If Thrall had used this method from the beginning, he might have been able to kill them all with great strength, but it would have been impossible to subdue them.
But now, after completing a series of feats of slaying dragons and dueling with Erebes, he seems to have gained great prestige and fame.
Therefore, killing people at this time will only make ordinary orcs feel that this is a powerful, ruthless, and brutal leader, and he is also a person worth following.
After a brief silence, all the more than 5,000 orcs chose to retreat, returning to the rear to join the women and children of the tribe and embark on a journey to find a new home.
As for the other monsters who don't believe in evil, they rush into the town and try to grab a handful.
But what awaited them was the dragon knights who attacked again, and the roar of gunboats in the air.
You don't have to ask to know that Sal's wrists didn't come up out of nowhere.
Rather, after becoming the Great Chief, he cleaned up the remnants of the Shadow Council in the various orc clans, as well as the warlocks who indulged in the power of evil powers, and summed up the experience through continuous testing and practice.
Just as the orcs were marching towards the east, the Neverwinter Castle had become a complete mess.
The destructive power generated by the convergence of hundreds of eye demons is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two, but the combat power is increased geometrically.
The dense magic rays made anyone who looked at it feel their scalp tingle.
As the one who opened the seal, Deszel didn't care about anything else at this time, and ran out of the castle directly.
He was joined by the Dark Elven Hostess and a handful of elites.
Just as they were about to rush into the dark alley to hide, a figure in black armor slowly walked out from inside, it was Erebeth who had just teleported back.
As the so-called enemies see each other, they are very red-eyed.
Deszaire obviously knew very well that the other party would definitely not let him go, so he directly raised his hand and summoned a large humanoid structure.
The dense runes and lines that shimmered with magical light on the top showed that it was a very powerful high-grade product, not an ordinary steel golem.
"What a coincidence, isn't it?"
Erebeth pursed the corners of her lips in a cat-and-mouse mockery.
She won't forget the news sent by the guy in front of her, so that she was ambushed on the way back, and almost lost her life.
If it weren't for Zuo Si's timely appearance, God knows how miserable the final result would have been.
What's more, after being corrupted and corrupted by the dark power of Shar, Erebeth's obsession with revenge and revenge surpasses almost everything.
"Be careful! This woman has become more dangerous than before. β
Deszaire lowered his voice to wake up the Drow Mistress beside him.
"Up! Kill her! β
Realizing that the comer was not good, the master mother immediately gave the attack order to the dark elf warriors beside her.
To be precise, let him use his own life to test what moves and hole cards his opponent needs to pay attention to.
The Drow warrior didn't dare to go against the will of the master mother, and directly raised his hand to release his innate racial talent, the dark spell, and completely shrouded Erebeth in a layer of darkness that could not be seen before he rushed in to gain some advantage for himself through listening to the position and blind fighting skills.
Unfortunately, this method may be somewhat useful against surface races that are generally not adapted to the dark environment, but it does not have much effect on Erebes, who is also proficient in blind fighting.
All you could hear was a clanging sound in the darkness, and one of the Drow warrior's arms quickly flew out.
This is followed by the second calf and below the knee.
The whole process took no more than ten seconds, and the drow warrior who had been cut into a stick was thrown to the ground outside the dark spell, and the wound was clearly blackened with charred marks.
This scene suddenly made the main mother's pupils suddenly dilated.
Just as she was about to ask what had happened to her wailing men, Erebeth burst out of the darkness and raised her two-handed greatsword burning with the flames of hell with a single blow.
In a panic, the main mother could only raise the snake's head whip to parry and block, but as a result, the whip and the person were directly split in two from the middle.
Countless brains, plasma, and internal organs flowed out in one go, and the picture was extremely bloody.