Chapter 789: Barrage: Glass Slag, I Want This!
Baron Delmar secretly arranged for his henchmen to study the mysteries of the time spell, and eighty percent wanted to do something big.
There are priorities, and at the moment Salian has no time to investigate deeply.
The situation of the promotion to the fortress worries him, and the chaos in Madroxus must be put to rest as soon as possible.
A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.
The latest information provided by Onexia made Sarean and his party set off again without stopping.
In the original history, the withered secret courtyard was destroyed in the civil war long before the foot man arrived.
The withering chamber is mainly responsible for providing all kinds of potions for Madroxas as logistical materials, and their combat effectiveness ranks last among the five chambers.
But in any case, the Marquis of Stradama was a demigod, and Salian wondered how she had been plotted.
The answer from the courier lich gave Saljan some thought.
If there is someone inside the withered secret courtyard who colludes with external enemies, the unsuspecting Marquis Stradama may indeed be recruited.
The arrival of Salian hastened the tepid course of the civil war in Madroxus.
As the Marquis of Cexus personally led the elite to the front line, the Marquis of Gamar, who was under pressure, finally decided to take a desperate gamble and find a way to get rid of the soft persimmon of the withered secret courtyard first.
The snow-white griffon soared high above Mardroxus, and after leaving Baron Delmar's secret laboratory, Salaen flew as fast as he could over the withering Vault.
As expected, the withered courtyard was already in chaos at this time, and the green liquid and gas produced by throwing plague potions could be seen everywhere.
"Hold on!"
Salian gathered his wings and swooped down at high speed: "Stella! I'll leave the plague gas to you! β
"No problem!"
Stellagosa was half-crouched on the griffin's broad back, her eyes shining blue.
Arcane power is highly malleable, and with sufficient knowledge, mages can use it to simulate any kind of elemental spell, including but not limited to ice and fire.
As an outstanding talent cultivated by the Blue Dragon Clan, Stella Gosa has long been qualified to read the Demon's Nexus literature at will, and her knowledge reserve will not be worse than Gianna's.
Stellagosa uses arcane magic to simulate wind spells, and as Sareen swoops down, she casts spells that blow away the plague gases along her path.
At this time, there were three factions in the withering chamber, and the largest number was the withered academy apothecary who was still loyal to Stradama.
The withered Vault traitors who followed the traitor Baron to the enemy formed a faction, and a small number of undead constructs apparently from the Creation Vault joined forces with the traitors and were attacking the castle where the Marquis of Stradama was located.
It stands to reason that as long as the Marquis of Stradama personally intervened, the rebellion should have been easily suppressed in the absence of Gamal and Sindani.
However, the battle in the withered courtyard is still in full swing, and it is clear that the Marquis of Stradama is in some trouble and is temporarily unable to participate in the battle.
When he was about 30 meters close to the ground, Sarian reminded the third girl: "Be ready...... Jump! β
The three of them jumped out of Sarren's back almost simultaneously and landed on the ground with their own powers.
Stella Gossa was the most direct, landing without any fireworks with a flash technique, and backhanded a series of arcane barrages, knocking away all the few abominations that attacked in front of him.
Valeera threw the hook lock from her armplate, hooking it precisely into one of the Abomination's hands.
When it got closer, Valilla suddenly launched the Shadow Walk, and within a few seconds, the Abomination and the small structure beside it fell.
Onexia was more laid-back, spreading a pair of small dragon wings behind her back in human form, aiming her left hand at the most densely populated area of the ground.
A fiery magma bomb flew out of her hand, knocking the unsuspecting rebels on their backs.
Approaching the ground, Salian suddenly transformed into a panther in mid-air, swooping right on the back of a fat and strong abomination.
The panther form had a much stronger sense of smell than the human form, and the stench coming from the abomination made Sarren a little sickened.
Originally intended, Sarian hesitated for a moment, choosing to smash the abomination stitched head with a swing of his leopard claws, and then deftly jumped to the ground to return to his human form.
"I'll leave it to you! To help the defenders of the withered vault maintain their position, I'll go to the castle to see how the Marquis of Stradama is doing! β
Leaving the three of them involved in the battle, and before he had time to reveal his identities in detail, Sarian pulled out the blade of the Soldier Master and injected the power of death to activate the two runes on the sword.
The runes representing the Soul Chosen Secret Courtyard and the Sharp Eye Secret Courtyard lit up respectively, and the pharmacists who tried to step forward to stop them were stunned for a moment, and one of the pharmacists who was directing the battle stood up.
"Could it be that Your Excellency is Saren Deep Shadow?"
Sarjan turned his gaze to the undead apothecary, who wore a black beak mask on his face and could not see his true face.
"Yes, I am Salian Deepshadow, Marquis Stradama? I have important things to see her. β
The apothecary in the bird's beak mask sighed softly: "The Marquis was unsuspecting by the traitors with the latest plague potion, and she needs some time to recover from her injuries and will not be able to participate in the battle for the time being. β
Sure enough...... It's still a step too late. β
Putting aside his frustration for a moment, Sarjan continued to ask, "Can you let me see His Excellency the Marquis?" My companions will help you put down the rebellion. β
The Bird's Beak Mask Apothecary hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay, you are the honored guest that the Marquis personally named to meet...... Bopan! β
"It's coming!"
An undead apothecary with a pitted face hurried over after throwing several bottles of explosive potions at the enemy.
"Baron Tarkov, you call me?"
Sarjan raised his eyebrows slightly: 'Baron? β
The apothecary known as Tarkov took the time to instruct Popan: "I can't leave here for the time being, help me bring the Marquis's distinguished guests into the castle." β
"Okay! Leave it to me. β
Popan's personality is more lively, and he beckons to Sarjan, who is waiting.
"Dude, don't be in a daze, keep up, time waits for no one!"
Saljan nodded to Baron Tarkov and quickened his pace to follow Popan into the castle barrier.
The chaos in the outside world did not affect this quiet castle, and the noise was isolated by the barrier.
The apothecaries, dressed in different clothes, were also in a hurry, but they all controlled their movements as much as possible.
Popan did not shy away from explaining to Sarren: "The Marquis of Stradama likes a quiet environment, and the people in the castle will consciously slow down their movements and make as little noise as possible. β
It wasn't for nothing that Baron Tarkov asked Popan to lead the way, and the talkative apothecary gave Sarren a lot of open information about the Withering Vault in a witty tone.
From Popan's mouth, Saray learns that Marquis Stradama was the queen of a certain world during her lifetime, and that she ruled over the entire planet.
Like Eleonse, Stradama's hometown was destroyed by the Burning Legion, and she was killed by Akmund himself.
'Akmund himself ......
Salian took note of the message.
Akmund the Polluter was so arrogant that it would be difficult for ordinary mortals to arouse his interest.
Stradama deserves the Polluter's own action, which probably means that she broke through the limits of mortals and stepped into the realm of demigods before her death.
Sooner or later, Sarren, who is of dragon blood, will reach the pinnacle of mortals, and he has always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Queen Azhara about the key to breaking through the limits of mortals.
Unfortunately, the Naga and Azeroth Guardian factions who collaborated with the Old God Enzos were at odds, and unless Asara was willing to rebel, it was unlikely that Sarren would get the information from her.
Stradama's experience has piqued Sarean's interest, but now is not the time to ask her about it, and it's not too late to think about it when the dust settles.
Popan is a confidant of Baron Tarkov, who has already proven his loyalty in previous rebellions.
Led by Popan, Sarean followed him all the way to Stradama's bedchamber where he was recuperating.
"Dude, I can only send you here."
Popan, who had completed the mission, waved goodbye to Sarjan with a big grin: "I'm going back to help my brothers, good luck~"
'Good luck? β
Salian was a little puzzled by Popan's blessing: 'Could it be that the Marquis of Stradama is difficult to get along with?' β
"Ahem~"
A crisp but slightly weak female voice came from behind the heavy door: "Mr. Sarjan Deepshadow? Please come in. β
Retracting his thoughts, several black-veiled and masked maids pushed open the thick door, and Sarren gathered his mood and stepped inside.
Stradama's dormitory is large and should be a combination of bedrooms and offices.
None of that mattered, though, as soon as Saray entered the room, he saw the most striking signs.
A person, a stunning beauty with a sickly face and half leaning on the head of the bed.
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[Little sister! What a beautiful young lady! γ
γGlass slag! I want this! Why is the Stradama we see a deformed ooze monster? γ