Chapter 723 Top of the World
Duanmuhuai was not very familiar with Tione. In fact, he and the other party had only met once when she was summoned. At that time, Duanmuhuai had the impression that this girl was very weak, at least she didn't look like she had [ Dancing Blade] is such a title.
After all, how do you say this title... When you hear it, you think it should be something like a berserker.
At least she won't be a girl who looks weak in a dress and doesn't even say much.
In fact it seems to be the case.
"Sister Tione, the lord is looking for you."
"Hey...! Please, please wait!"
Hearing the swordsmanship instructor's report outside, a faint scream came from the door, and then Duanmu Huai and Mary heard banging and banging inside, as if the house was being demolished. After a while, they saw only the closed door. Only then did a crack open, and then Tione's head emerged from it very embarrassedly.
"Hello, Lord, what can I do for you?"
"What are you doing?"
Looking at Tione in front of him, Duanmuhuai couldn't help but ask in confusion. He saw that Tione's body was covered with dust, and it looked like he had just fallen.
"Ah, I, I'm cleaning..."
"Cleaning? Now?"
Hearing Tione's answer, Duanmuhuai looked confused, then he stretched out his hand to push the door open, and then looked inside - then Duanmuhuai was speechless.
I saw that the room was full of clutter, and various books, notes, and reports were piled all over the floor, giving people an extremely messy feeling.
"Can someone still live in your room?"
"No, no problem!"
Upon hearing Duanmuhuai's question, Tione hurriedly answered.
"I know where everything is, so no problem!"
This excuse sounds so familiar... Come on, now is not the time to care about such trivial matters.
"Get ready, we're going out to search and fight."
"Fight? Then do we need to gather soldiers..."
"No, just come here. It's more convenient if there are fewer people."
Duanmu Huai shook his head. If the other party really had an army of untouchables, then it would be difficult to deal with the large number of people on his side. It would be more convenient to simply take a few people and go directly into the beheading operation.
"I understand."
Tione nodded, then looked at the swordsmanship instructor standing next to him.
"Then all training is as usual, and we will talk about other things when I come back."
As he spoke, Tione patted the dust on his body, then adjusted the two swords hanging on his waist and looked at Duanmu Huai.
"I'm ready and ready to go at any time, Lord Lord!"
“………………You’re going to go like this?”
"Any questions?"
"At least wash your face..."
Looking at the ink marks on the other person's face that looked like a kitten, Duanmu Huai sighed silently. The latter reached out and touched his face. It seemed that he had just reacted. He screamed and went back into the room and closed the door forcefully.
"...Is she really okay?"
Duanmuhuai looked at the swordsmanship instructor next to him in confusion. To be honest, from just now to now, Tione gave him the feeling that he was really unreliable at all... Can such a person manage the military affairs of the territory well?
Although Mystrina didn’t report it, there should be no problem...
"Please rest assured, Lord, although Sister Tione is a little confused in daily life, she has always done her job conscientiously!"
"…………I hope so."
What else can I say about Duanmuhuai? That's all I can say.
In this world, it's really hard to start an adventure.
Just like when Duanmu Huai and others were in Neverwinter City, going to Heim Fortress was basically as difficult as trekking through mountains and rivers. This is one of the reasons why people always respect adventurers. In order to destroy enemies, go deep into uninhabited forests, swamps, and dangerous volcanoes. Regardless of success or failure, the long journey alone is enough to make ordinary people Intimidated.
If it were a game, the biggest headache for players would be the random wild monsters and enemies encountered on the road, but in reality, for adventurers, losing their way and having no food and water sources are their biggest problems.
Fortunately, Duanmuhuai doesn't have to worry about this kind of problem.
"Turn right from here..."
Mary stared at the lost soul next to her and spoke in a low voice. Then under her instructions, the Thunderhawk slowly changed its direction and continued to move forward.
If it is an ordinary adventure, then Duanmu Huai and others should form a team and head north, then investigate various clues, and then search for traces to find the mysterious supreme true god.
But Duanmu Huai was too lazy to waste time. He had a better way.
That is to directly pull a lost soul onto the plane, and then ask Mary to stare at the shadow of the lost soul - according to Mary, the shadows of these lost souls will have a line connecting them in the distance. Although the specific location cannot be seen, the general direction can be determined by the orientation of these lines.
That's right, this is just like the task plug-in in online games. After receiving the task, just follow the arrow of the task plug-in to find the location. Where does all this nonsense come from? With a plug-in as good as Golden Eyes, you don’t have to use it yourself. Isn’t that stupid?
"It's almost here. This damn place is really desolate."
Duanmu Huai looked down through the window. Below was a snow-capped mountain range. This was the top of the world mountain range in the northernmost part of the Sword Coast region, and it was also the most desolate place in the entire world. It is quite suitable as a hidden stronghold for a big BOSS, but unfortunately, looking from above, there are no signs of life nearby, which means...
"Are you underground again? I've really had enough of the underground. I hope these bastards don't hide too deep inside."
Duanmuhuai muttered, took out the auger and started searching.
Sure enough, Duanmuhuai immediately locked on a group of life signals in the mountains on the auspicious device.
"This is it."
Duanmuhuai ordered the fighter plane to fly forward and arrived above the life signals. Then he looked at Mary, who once again stared at the restrained soulless man next to him, and then nodded.
"Just down there." "Very good."
After receiving Mary's answer, Duanmuhuai narrowed his eyes, while Lorena looked out the window.
"But Lord Knight, there seems to be no cave entrance near here? How are we going to get in?"
"It's very simple. There is no road in the world. When more people walk, there is a road."
Duanmuhuai snorted coldly, and then turned on the communication device.
"Ecott."
"Here, uncle commander, what are your instructions?"
"Send a moon-class cruiser to the designated location, conduct a wave of ground bombing, and blow this hellish place to the ground!"
"Understood."
What kind of tunnel should we take? Can't we just blow it up and be done with it?
Deep in the dark underground, on the blasphemous throne, a figure was sitting there, looking at the believers in front of him indifferently. In front of him, hundreds of guys in black robes who looked like cultists were kneeling there, chanting weird hymns in a low voice. At the same time, a group of ragged refugees were being killed by goblins. The orcs and orcs drove over, and they looked around tremblingly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.
"Who are you? What are you doing by bringing us here?"
"I want to go home, let me go!"
"Why am I being treated like this, why..."
Some people cried, some howled, and some prayed, but they were powerless and could only rush to the platform under the throne like driven animals. At this moment, the chants of the believers around him became louder and louder, making the poor refugees terrified. . They stared uneasily at the dark shadow sitting on the throne, not knowing what to do.
But at this moment......
"Go to hell——!"
Suddenly, a refugee roared out from the crowd. He snatched the spear from the hand of the goblin next to him, aimed at the figure sitting on the throne, threw it suddenly, and threw it towards the opponent!
Perhaps it was because the refugee was so fast that others did not react. They saw the spear whistling through the air, then directly piercing the figure's chest, nailing him to the throne!
Seeing this scene, the refugees suddenly burst into an uproar. Even the goblins and orcs who were guarding the nearby were shocked and didn't know what to do. Only the believers nearby were still singing and praising in unison, as if the person who was killed on the throne had nothing to do with them.
"Click...Click..."
However, the next moment, an unimaginable scene occurred. The spear that penetrated the figure automatically retreated, re-floated into the air, and then suddenly turned its head and shot out. The refugee who had previously attacked the figure hurriedly tried to block it, but to his surprise, the spear did not shoot at him, but penetrated the goblin who had previously taken the spear away, nailing it to the ground, while the latter His eyes widened in surprise, he let out an inarticulate wail, and then fell silent.
"It's so stupid and boring."
An indifferent voice sounded, and with this voice, everyone felt that the surroundings around them seemed to become colder and colder. They kept shivering, stepped back, gathered together, and looked around uneasily.
"Your humble soul has no value to you, and now is the time for you to dedicate it to me!"
The moment he finished speaking, a bloody mouth suddenly opened behind the figure. It seemed to be made of shadows. The open mouth was aimed at the refugees in front of him. Immediately afterwards, several tentacle-like tongues sprang out from the shadow mouth and rushed towards the refugees!
Faced with this incomprehensible scene, the refugees screamed and tried to escape, but their legs could not move at all. The dark shadow seemed to turn into sharp ice that seemed to be substantial, completely covering their bodies. Frozen, they could only scream and struggle desperately, watching the shadow tentacles rush towards them and wrap around their bodies.
Then the next moment, the screaming refugees suddenly stopped, like robots without power, standing there blankly, lowering their heads and motionless. And those shadow tentacles were retracted from the bodies of the refugees and returned to the mouths made of shadows. Then the figure sitting on the throne let out a long breath, as if they had just had a full meal.
"It's not enough."
His voice sounded again, full of anger.
"I need more soul."
"Sorry, Supreme God."
A robed believer stepped forward tremblingly and knelt under the throne.
"Now the Sword Coast and even the entire Northland have begun to encircle and attack us. We have no way to provide more for the time being..."
"I don't care about that."
Before the robed believer finished speaking, the next moment he was grabbed by the throat by an invisible force and lifted into the air.
"I need more souls to fill my hunger, and this is your obligation, more souls, do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, but the Tribunal..."
"I don't care what Inquisition."
The figure said coldly.
"I just need enough souls. If you can't do it, then you are worthless..."
As the figure spoke, a giant shadow hand suddenly appeared from below and grabbed the body of the robed believer.
“Ah……Ah……Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhness”
The next moment, the robed believer let out a shrill scream. His skin and flesh were frozen, festered, and then fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the remaining part of the believer was seen merging with the dark shadow, forming a shadow monster with an icy cold air all over its body. It knelt in front of the figure and let out a low roar.
"Bring me more souls."
The figure stared at the shadow monster created by himself and whispered an order.
"I need more souls. Even if I attack the entire Northland, the Ten Towns, Neverwinter City, and Waterdeep City, it doesn't matter. Attack them and bring more souls. This is your..."< br>
“——————————”
At this moment, suddenly, the ground began to tremble, the figure stopped talking, and raised his head and looked around in confusion. The huge cavity trembled like an earthquake, and countless gravel fell downwards, hitting the crowd. But those believers seemed to be unaware of this. Even if someone had his head smashed by gravel, they still did not stop, but continued to kneel on the spot, praying and chanting loudly.
The next moment, a dazzling flash penetrated the thick crust and illuminated the entire cavity.
"Boom————!!!"
The light spear roared down, destroying everything it encountered along the way. Those believers who knelt on the platform were not spared either. They just raised their hands, followed by the robes on their bodies, and their skin and flesh were roaring with the torrent of energy. They were destroyed and burned to ashes along with their bones. The heat like hell flames spread instantly, sweeping away the original coldness here.
The figure sitting on the throne only had time to raise his hands. The next moment, he was swallowed up by the dazzling light.
(End of chapter)