"! The development team is alive again, and the Gate of Damnation has been restored! Dog stuff gnolls plague bucket smashed down! Run, brothers! ”

The crew of the five steam walkers who had been left behind on Position Eight to crush the formation and provide support would have gone crazy, and the Helltigers watched almost as the plague barrels went from smashing down to taking effect.

He really didn't expect that the development team of "Real Otherworld" would actually engage in such ruthless work and use plague weapons in such a realistic environment, aren't you bastards really afraid of leaving some incurable psychological wounds on players?

But the development of events did not allow him to think too much.

It seemed that in an instant, the No. 8 position, which had been extremely noisy just now, fell silent, green smoke was everywhere, the thing was highly poisonous at a glance, and the surrounding soldiers fell one after another.

Fortunately, the crew reacted super quickly.

When the first plague barrel exploded in the kobold's position, the walker began to withdraw from the battlefield as fast as possible, after all, everyone is from another world, haven't you eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

Shouldn't such an obvious chemical weapon run away?

Scald!

Dogs, jackals, can't afford to play, so they gas bombs.

Hell Tiger drove his walker to evacuate quickly, and at the same time, he did not forget to pull the NPCs who were not poisoned onto his chariot, but fortunately, the six legs of the walker were flexible enough, allowing them to quickly climb over the ridge of the rear position.

But Rao was so, and the last walker still couldn't escape the plague.

The three brothers above lasted less than ten seconds before scolding all kinds of foul language and going offline, and the hell tiger was a little distressed about the loss, but he would not dare to run against the spreading plague gas to drive the walking machine out again.

The brothers had no choice but to run backwards with their lives.

The only thing they're thankful for now is that there aren't enough gnolls' bipedal wyverns, not enough plague barrels they've dropped, and the damn green stuff is spreading, but they're spreading fast enough to keep the lucky ones alive.

The big fat man in the Helltiger's crew couldn't care about manipulating his weapons, he stood in the crew compartment, dragging three or four half-dead young ladies and sisters, and when the walker rushed through the artillery position, the fat rat also saw the plantagenet artillerymen stunned there.

This is the high ground, and it will take time for the poison gas to spread.

"Retreat! What are you doing in a daze? Run! ”

The fat rat shouted at the soldier over there.

Some people reacted, and immediately ran backwards, and some people were more chivalrous, carrying those Hu Congjun who rushed out and were still coughing violently, but Major Ron's reaction was a little slower.

It wasn't because Ron wasn't sharp enough, but the green plague in front of him reminded him of something deep in his heart.

"Why do gnolls use this!"

Ron looked back at the iron-clad captain with an ugly face, he was shocked by the scene in front of him, and shouted out a little uncontrollably:

"Isn't this exactly what the Pioneer Corps threw into Sico City back then. Why? Did you get this thing from the gnolls? What the fuck is Marshal Loren doing!

Does my father know that these things have anything to do with the gnolls?

Didn't he say it was a secret weapon developed by the Tower of the Ring?

Scald!

We fight humans with the weapons of the gnolls? ”

"Now is not the time to say this, Major! Run! ”

Captain Iron grabbed Ron and ran higher.

They were lucky, because just a few minutes after the artillerymen had withdrawn, the second round of plague barrels was dropped.

Captain Dams and his rangers formed a line in the air, forcing the Gnoll's air cavalry to no longer get to the rear of the position, and could only throw plague barrels near Position Eight.

This will buy the fighters behind a little time to escape, but honestly better than nothing.

The spread of the plague gas is very fast, as long as the concentration of the poison gas on the eighth position reaches a limit, the rear positions will not be able to escape, and even worse, those kobolds who were killed by the gas first will already have an "abnormal movement".

Those mutilated and hideous corpses are staggering up, this time there is no need for a Ten Thousand Souls Feast, and there is no need for the undead warriors prepared in advance at dusk, the Splitting Claw Clan is using the plague to form an army to break the enemy.

This scene made Dams's mood even heavier.

The plague used by the gnolls during the Fourth Black Plague did not have the ability to awaken the dead, and these barbarians actually modified the plague.

It doesn't sound like they can do it.

The most plausible explanation is that someone is secretly helping the gnolls to create weapons of war.

"Captain! The gnolls are marching in, and they are crossing the ruins of the front line, and a large number of kobolds are digging through the blown up tunnels. Those guys have figured it out, and they're carrying weird giant totems.

Now that the plague has broken the lines, they are going to attack our rear positions directly from the ground. ”

A young elf came in a panic and rode his vulture to report the situation, but Captain Dames was in no mood to listen.

He looked down from the air, and the Trancians with battle flags were leading the rest of the position to flee like a herd of migrating beasts.

Lady Tris, Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan, has also appeared, and is taking a storm to try to slow the spread of the plague, and in order to get more people to escape, the Blood Vulture Psionists have ventured to open portals in this psionic chaotic area.

In this case, jumping into the portal is tantamount to stepping into hell.

No one knows where a portal that can't be pinpointed will send it.

But what is certain is that even being thrown to the other side of the world is much happier than staying here and being washed away by the plague.

Rout!

The sight that Dames saw down from the sky was a standard rout, and the Black Flame Pass, which had been battered in the midst of a catastrophic day, had finally fallen, and the incomparably brave Hu Servants did not even dare to look back at the area they had guarded for so many years.

It seemed that in an instant, this place became like a monster that opened its bloody mouth to choose people to devour.

"What about Lord Heather?"

Dames shook his head vigorously to bring himself to his senses, he searched for the defense commander of the Black Flame Pass on the ground, but could not find Heather in the retreating panic.

Until a ranger reminds him that Lord Heather hasn't withdrawn at all.

She was also in the center of Position Eight.

"It's insane! How could she leave her responsibilities behind at this time? ”

The high-ranking ranger scolded.

He took a statue of the Moon Maiden from his bosom and held it in his hand, blessed himself with protection that would temporarily immunize himself against toxins, and sped towards the center of Position Eight, where he wanted to get Heather out of the place before she died.

Vampires can indeed last longer in the Gnoll Plague, but the Fourth Black Plague proves that vampires can also be infected by the plague, and they are even worse.

There will be no chance of resurrection as a ghost, and there will be a direct walk into eternal silence.

"Huh"

The High Ranger rolled in the air, then spread his cloak and glided like wings into the already dead silence of the position, completely covered in green smoke.

He saw Lord Heather at a glance.

The latter took off his armor like crazy, and even the helmet that he never took off was thrown aside.

She was half-kneeling there, not knowing what to do.

"Hey! Lord Heather, hurry up and follow me, your soldiers still need it. Mother of the Forest! What the hell is this? ”

He shouted, reaching for Heather's shoulder to pull her up, but the next moment, Lord Heather turned around and let Dams see her true face under the helmet.

Many people are curious about what kind of face Heather Hoffman, the Second Lord who never takes off his helmet, or rather, everyone who has heard Heather's story, including Murphy, is curious about what lies beneath the helmet?

The answer was revealed at this moment.

There was nothing under the helmet

No face, no head, no facial features, just a strange "face" that constantly shook like black quicksand, but two scarlet dots of light representing the identity of a vampire could be vaguely seen in the floating darkness.

That's her eyes.

The high-level ranger who has seen a lot and has even faced the King of Biting Bones was taken aback, and the statue of the Moon Maiden in his hand almost fell but was stabilized by Heather's outstretched "hand".

"Grab it and get out of here!"

Lord Heather shoved something into the Ranger's hand and spoke, but it wasn't like a sound that a living could make, more like the hum of some kind of energy vibrating in the real world.

"You"

Daems really wanted to scold his mother at this moment.

He felt that his life today was really too exciting, and it could even be said to be crazy by the standards of the elves' lackluster life.

He really had a lot of questions to ask, but Heather didn't have time to answer them.

She put it briefly:

"The power of the Lord of Darkness will be unleashed, and the plague and the undead will be blocked, but I can't control it. When Lord Pa Ying rescued me, he warned me that if this power got out of control, I would lose myself completely.

I don't care anymore, I just want these gnolls to pay for their blood.

Go!

Find Murphy!

Tell him that I want to see the revenge he declared to me, that I am the commander of the Black Flame Pass, and that I will live and die with my position! Whether it's fending off enemies or going to hell.

Don't look back!

Whatever you hear, don't look back! ”

"Hmm."

Daems knew that Heather was determined to die.

After all, even this terrifying power was unleashed, and it was too late to regret it, so he made a military farewell to Heather on the spot, and then called the vulture to take him out of the death zone.

The protection from the Moon Maiden kept him safe from the plague, but the next second he flew out, the terrifying dark power exploded like a bomb.

But it didn't deal impact or physical damage, instead, it was like a curtain of darkness unfolding.

It was even deeper than the night at this time, like a black veil that swallowed all the light, and in the moment it unfolded, everything was plunged into endless darkness.

"Dames, help me!"

A vague voice sounded behind the high-ranking ranger, shaking his body.

It was the voice of his wife, who had died a hundred years ago, and Dames immediately wanted to look back, but at the last moment, a warning from Lord Heather made him stiffen his neck, which had already turned a little half.

That's not his wife.

It was a ghost thing who didn't know what it was, calling himself the "Lord of Darkness".

"Why not look back? Dot. ”

Seeing that this trick could not tempt the ranger, the strange creature projected and seduced him in a vicious voice:

"The light of your life is so beautiful, give it to me, melt into the warm darkness! Just like poor Bonnie Golden Leaf, the weak Avalon can't take her soul! She's still stuck on the battlefield of the past waiting for her lover, come on, Dams.

Blow out your own light, and I will take you to save your wife.

Listen, she's crying.

Hmm, Dams, Dams, help me."

"Demons! Don't try to tempt me! ”

The high-level ranger's San value dropped rapidly at this moment, and he covered his ears and screamed.

But the crotch vulture couldn't bear it anymore, and after a mournful roar, it quickly began to "transform" as if it was covered in black smoke, and threw its master from the sky.

It is clear that it is not only Dams who is tempted by the Lord of Darkness, but all sane creatures will be affected, and this mental disturbance is still rapidly intensifying and expanding, how did Heather seal it?

The High Ranger fell, his eyes tightly closed in the air, and he held what Heather had given him in his arms.

His mind was full of dark voices that were about to drive him crazy.

But just before he fell to the ground, a figure sped in, grabbed the screaming Captain Dames by the collar, and slapped him in the face.

The white light lit up in front of Dams's eyes, and the stinging force dispersed the gloomy sound in his heart with the application of the slap, and also brought the weak Ranger Captain to his senses.

He opened his one eye and saw the face of a handsome vampire.

"Sober? What happened to Heather? ”

In the rapid transition of the dark sky, Murphy asked in a deep voice.

Daems shook his head, trembling as he handed Murphy what he had in his hand, the last thing Heather had asked him to bring out.

Is that

A candle.

A stout candle covered with strange runes, the wick already lit, but not emitting any heat.

It wasn't until Murphy caught the candle that Dames realized that he was facing away from the Lord of Darkness, but Murphy was facing the demon right in front of his eyes.

He snapped:

"Close your eyes! Don't look! It will tempt your spirit."

"No, it can't."

Murphy glanced at him, flapped his wings and landed on the ground, and said faintly:

"It's just an unawakened evil god, look what kind of bear scared you, are the elves so daring? Standing behind me, it doesn't affect you. ”

Only then did the high-level ranger notice that Murphy was surrounded by a circle of white points of light that were constantly colliding with the dark forces spreading around him and dancing strange sparks.

These are clearly two opposing forces.

Daems took a deep breath and turned his head behind Murphy to see the scene behind him for the first time.

All he could see was darkness.

There was not a single ray of light in the darkness that stretched from Position 8 to the front and back, to the left and right, and even to the sky and the earth, as if the land was cut off from the material world, and all the light and everything in the light there was swallowed up.

But it is still not satisfied, it is still attracting and devouring the light around it.

Whether it was the starlight or the torches raised by the evacuated warriors in the rear, the light was dimming, as if it had been sucked up by a black hole.

Even Murphy, under the protection of the purifying power of Omega, could still feel the darkness reverberating and weaving in front of his eyes when he looked directly at the darkness, like a pair of invisible but malicious eyes.

It's staring at itself, telling about the past that it doesn't care about and trying to tempt itself with it.

Although it won't be disturbed, it's really annoying that it's always being whispered in the ear!

Lord Heather said that she was going to live and die with her own position, it seems that she is not joking, this strange power is not to mention the gnolls, and the group of mysterious cultists in the dusk are estimated to be numb.

This dark light, which engulfs all light, is like some kind of supernatural entity that transcends reality, and can obviously be classified as "gods".

"And what is that?"

Dames asked in a low voice, and Murphy glanced at the burning candle in his hand, and he activated the item identification:

Name: Heather Hoffman's Life Candle

Quality: Seal the oddity

Utility: Heather Hoffman, the "human body" of the Lord of Darkness, can also suppress the resurrection of the Lord of Darkness before the candle burns out, and once the candle is burned or blown out, the sleeping Lord of Darkness will enter the material world.

Current candle balance: 98%.

Estimated burnable time: 60 days.

Prompt!

The Lord of Darkness, who engulfs the light of all things, is a member of the old gods, sleeping in the cage of the Creator, so keep him sealed as much as possible.

Maker: Heather Hoffman Cappadocia / Vernon Payn Cappadocia

Item Description:

[Don't be afraid of it, a pathetic indigenous nature god born of malice, just pick up the [DATA EXPUNGED] and leave you the Glorious Artifact Ruthlessly K its dog head uh, you don't have the Glorious Artifact? Woohoo, brother, you're in big trouble. 】

"Don't be afraid, a pathetic nature god forgotten by the world, as long as you find the Shining Artifact, you can kill it."

Murphy explained to Dames with a blank face:

"He's still in the seal, there's no danger for a while, well, for the time being. Heather doesn't have anything for you to tell me? ”

"You promised her a revenge, she said?"

Captain Ranger was silenced by the vampire's talk of the evil god, and he quickly repeated Heather's words, causing Murphy to nod.

The vampire governor narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dark power that was still spreading, and he said:

"Well, although the situation is still a little bit close to perfection at the moment, it can't be delayed any longer, follow me!"

"Huh? What to do? ”

"What else can I do? A counterattack that Heather would like to see, of course! ”

(End of chapter)