Chapter 513 We will become the most terrifying nightmare for the rest of your life (10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
A dark midnight...
A place like this in the wilderness...
There are also the explosions, noises and the dazzling light produced by the release of high-level magic during the battle...
Normally speaking, even if there are business travelers or adventurers passing by by chance, they should stay away from it. That's right.
Who on earth would come all the way to risk their lives to join in the fun?
The old man hiding in the carriage was puzzled, and his two eyes hidden under the magic mask kept flashing a terrifying red light.
In fact, not only was this sudden group of unknown intruders, the entire battle test was completely out of his control from the beginning, and nothing was expected at all.
Whether it is the traps that were secretly set at unknown times, the various magic props that the players have, or the madness of daring to commit suicide to back up the enemy before death.
Especially when the thief who died just now had no hesitation at all when facing death, and no fear of the unknown when his life was about to end, there was only unspeakable ferocity and violence.
Old Bones simply couldn't imagine what a person had to go through to become like this.
The most frightening thing is that when we talk to each other on weekdays, we don’t feel that the other person is the kind of lunatic who doesn’t take his own life seriously at all.
Obviously, too much contact with players led him to make a lot of misjudgments about the world.
While everyone at the scene was nervously staring at the woods where the footsteps were getting closer and closer, several figures suddenly emerged out of thin air.
This group of people looks to be fully armed. The young man leading the group has long black hair, is wearing heavy armor, and is holding a weapon like a spear or spear.
There is also a heavily armored warrior holding a giant tower shield next to him, who is providing frontal protection to a very old-looking old woman wearing a dragon-patterned robe.
It is easy to see from their skilled cooperation and unified actions that they are obviously an elite team with considerable strength and often act together.
Especially the young man at the head, when he saw Shalltear confronting the player, he was not instantly frightened and collapsed like ordinary people. Instead, his eyes flashed with the same light and he did not look back. He ordered loudly: "Now! Use it on that vampire!"
"Understood!"
The old woman stepped forward decisively, opened her arms and made a gesture that seemed to grasp the heart. action.
moment!
The dragon pattern on her long-distance running shirt burst out with golden light, and then transformed into an oriental dragon made of energy.
As a person with extremely high perception ability, Shalltear undoubtedly felt the danger in an instant. She immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed out. She wanted to kill this person who locked herself, but she didn't know what she was going to do. of intruders.
Unfortunately, she obviously ignored that the players are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
These lunatics, whose brain circuits are completely different from those of normal people, are now starting to get a little carried away because of the death of a companion, with ferocious and terrifying expressions on their faces.
Less than half a second after Shalltear rushed out, a warrior drank a bottle of accelerating potion, then turned on the furious state and waved the magic ax in his hand, smashing it down on the head and face.
“Get away!!!!!”
Shalltear was obviously angered by this desperate stalking, but she did not dare to use the dropper spear to pierce the opponent. , for fear of being slapped in the face again and blowing up, he could only use spells to try to push or knock this troublesome guy away.
It is a pity that this soldier obviously came with the intention of dying together. How could he give her such a chance? He threw the ax in his hand as a long-range weapon with a grin.
Bang!
Shalltear had no choice but to end her spell preparations in advance and wave her spear to block.
The opponent's huge strength bonus made her hands numb, and she almost dropped the weapon.
But at this critical moment, the soldier who lost his weapon not only had no intention of retreating, but directly rushed forward and threw him, and at the same time activated his self-destruction without hesitation.
The next second...
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Accompanied by dazzling firelight, lightning, explosions and splashing acid, Shalltear once again suffered huge damage. Her face, which had been completely disfigured by a bomb, was transformed beyond recognition, becoming bloody and hideous.
When another player stood up, she subconsciously took a step back. It was obvious that she had been psychologically affected, and her pupils suddenly enlarged, contracted, and then enlarged again.
You don’t need to ask to know that this evil, cruel, and bloodthirsty ancestor of the vampire cowered in front of the player’s madness!
She is really scared!
Not to mention Shalltear herself, even the team that had just emerged from the woods were dumbfounded by the players' brave and fearless fighting style that was completely unafraid of death.
Several members who looked older even shed tears of emotion.
In their opinion, it is quite an achievement for these adventurers to be able to fight such a terrifying vampire for so long, not to mention that they did not hesitate to sacrifice their own lives in the end to delay An enemy attack.
What spirit is this?
This is a noble spirit of devotion to the entire human race!
This is the great character that the leaders of the Theocracy have been promoting and promoting!
That's right.
This intruding team is none other than the Black Sacred Scripture, which has the strongest fighting power among the Six Colored Sacred Scriptures of Theocratic Nation.
The young man holding a spear at the head is the "god man" captain who is the first seat - Will True Roland.
The so-called gods are, to put it bluntly, the descendants of the few players who saved mankind from slavery.
They have a certain chance of atavism, that is, they inherit the power of players to a certain extent, and can easily cross the threshold of LV60 or above in the Tree World game. They are the core and most powerful members of the Theocracy. strength.
The old woman running in the dragon pattern is the old man who almost succeeded in controlling Shalltear in the original plot.
Their original mission was to go deep into the forest and wait for an opportunity to capture the prophesied "Destruction Dragon King" who was about to awaken, that is, the huge sealed demon tree.
Unfortunately, I discovered the fierce fighting scene here while rushing on the road, and immediately decided to rush over to check the situation.
After all, there are trap explosions and piercing sounds, as well as high-level spell blasts and creature summons. They can be seen clearly from several kilometers away.
Especially the magical and arcane spells of level 6 and above released by players, as well as the ninth and tenth level magic thrown by Shalltear, will produce extremely violent energy fluctuations.
It is very easy for magic casters in this world to perceive.
So from the moment the two sides started fighting, the nearby Black Scripture team noticed something strange and rushed over from a distance at extremely fast speeds.
With the activation of Qingguoqingcheng, a prop left behind by the first batch of players who traveled through this world, the dazzling golden dragon instantly rose into the sky, directly lighting up the originally dark night like day.
As a targeted target, Shalltear felt that her eyes turned gray, and then she completely lost consciousness.
When she recovered again, she had become a puppet that was 100% controlled by the Theocracy. She walked straight over with a very submissive attitude and knelt down on one knee to salute the old woman.
Everything happened so fast and suddenly that the old man hiding in the car had no time to react.
Just when he was confused and wanted to figure out the situation, Albedo's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Supreme Supreme, I have an emergency that I need to report to you. Shalltear Bloodfallen has rebelled!"
"What? What's going on!"< br>
Although Old Bones tried to keep himself calm, there was still a trace of panic and nervousness in his voice.
How could you not be nervous!
After coming to this world and discovering that all NPCs had acquired independent will and personality, he had been worried about such a situation.
After all, before time travel, he was just an insignificant salesman in the real world. He was often insulted, reprimanded, and even personally insulted by his superiors. He had no management or leadership at all. experience.
But what about these NPCs created by other members of the guild?
Basically everyone has a "genius" template!
Therefore, Lao Gu Gu actually has a very low self-esteem and a lack of self-confidence in his heart.
Coupled with the long-term loneliness, he was more afraid than anyone else of losing the most familiar people around him in this strange world, namely the NPCs in the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
His performance includes but is not limited to allowing Demiurge to carry out evil and cruel experiments and plans, not stopping Albedo from saying "human beings are lowly and inferior creatures" at all, and allowing Shati to Ya kills humans at will, satisfies their bloodthirsty desires, and so on.
Even in order to live up to the fantasy of these evil NPCs for a so-called "supreme being", they constantly and actively abandon their humanity and actively move closer to the undead.
So when he learned about Shalltear's rebellion, this guy felt like his whole body was going to explode.
Albedo undoubtedly felt the emotions of Old Bones, and hurriedly explained: "Just now I discovered that the connection between Shalltear and the Great Tomb of Nazarick was suddenly forcibly cut off, and then opened the main control source panel to check. It was discovered that her name had turned into red, symbolizing rebellion. "
"You mean... Shalltear is under spiritual control?"
Old Bones' tone was filled with shock and excitement. incredible.
After all, as the true ancestor of vampires, Shalltear's race is undoubtedly undead, otherwise she would not be so afraid of the [Sunfire Explosion] and [Destruction Weapons] that the players may release.
The characteristic of the undead template is that it is completely immune to all mental attacks and charm spells, even the mind control of the mind flayer.
"That's right! I suggest that you and Sebastian return to the Great Tomb immediately, and then organize a crusade to deal with Shalltear to prevent possible leakage of information."
I have to say, if I don't tell you, In the case of epilepsy, Albedo can definitely be regarded as a good housekeeper, and can always give the most correct advice.
How could the old man who was NTRed in front of him be able to swallow this breath? He turned his head and looked at the scene of Shalltear being controlled outside the car window, and a flame called anger instantly ignited in his heart.
Unforgivable!
Intolerable!
How could the "children" created by the guildmates' hard work be taken away by the enemy!
But this anger was quickly suppressed by the characteristics of the undead, replaced by rational thinking and the fear of the item that could control the undead.
After all, he is immortal. Before he can figure out how many people this thing can control and whether it has a cooldown CD, any rash action may lead to the annihilation of the entire army.
Especially as the only player in the guild, if he is accidentally controlled, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick will fall into the opponent's control.
This is absolutely a devastating disaster.
But the problem is that allowing Shalltear to be taken away will also expose the secrets of the Great Tomb of Nazarick to the eyes of the natives of this world.
Just because the guild is basically full of undead creatures and all kinds of terrifying aliens, anyone can guess how various countries will react.
As a result, Old Bones inevitably fell into a dilemma.
While he was struggling, the player's adventure team, which had already declared two people dead, walked straight towards the Black Sacred Scripture.
Due to the strong strength shown by these people in previous battles and their heroic and fearless spirit of sacrifice in the eyes of outsiders, the latter did not make any threatening moves.
The god-man captain Will took the initiative to take two steps forward, put one hand on his chest, bowed, and said in a respectful tone: "Thank you, thank you for your assistance and sacrifice.
Otherwise we wouldn't be able to be so relaxed. Just control such a terrible vampire
I swear as the chief of the Black Codex of the Theocracy, all those who died in this battle are heroes
Their names and yours. It will be engraved on a stone tablet for all humans to admire.
In addition, I can also guarantee that I will apply for a pension from the high priests after I return, so that everyone can get the compensation they deserve." br>
There is no doubt that Will True Roland is an extremely proud and arrogant person. Before encountering the Theocracy's strongest combat force and fighting to the death, he even had the aura of being the boss of God and the second child of me.
Even if he was pushed to the ground and beaten up, he still didn't change much. He just became a little more humble in front of Jue Die Jue Ming.
This can be gleaned from the fact that he always claims that I alone am equal to the entire "Dark Scripture".
But today, this extremely proud and arrogant guy lowered his head and put on a humble look.
Because Will had already concluded from the moment he saw Shalltear that it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat such a monster.
Not to mention winning the battle, without the world-class item of Qingguoqingcheng, the entire team and themselves would have to answer for it.
But what about the scarred players in front of them, who have been fighting such a terrifying enemy for so long, and even caused great harm to the opponent?
Not only did they successfully hold Shalltear back, but they also used their own lives to delay and hinder the enemy's attack when Shalltear rushed towards the Allure user at extremely fast speeds. Moving forward even made such a powerful vampire fearful.
If such people don’t get the respect they deserve, then who else deserves respect?
Are those decadent nobles in the kingdom just waiting to die and only fighting for power and profit?
Seeing the solemn expression on the face of the captain of the Dark Scripture God, the second-in-command in the team stood up and whispered in the other's ear: "Thank you for free. Now is not the time to celebrate victory.
Did you see the carriage behind?
There are two guys in the same group as this vampire.
None of them are more controllable than you. How weak are vampires?"
"What? Are you sure this is not a joke?"
Will's expression suddenly changed.
To know that one Shalltear made him despair, let alone two equally powerful ones.
“Of course I’m not kidding.
Why do you think we were attacked?
By chance?
How is that possible!
Everything is premeditated.
The masterminds behind the scenes are the two bastards on the carriage.
These two bastards have been secretly planning this attack since they hired us.
If you don’t believe it, you can ask the vampire controlled by you.
So for the sake of mankind and the peace and security of this world, we must get rid of them.
Based on our observations over the past two days, one of the guys is definitely an undead creature, and the other one is hard to judge for the time being.
We happen to have a spell that can cause huge damage to undead creatures instantly.
As long as you cooperate fully, we can definitely defeat each other together.
Even if we cannot defeat you, we are still willing to stay and give you time to escape.
What do you think, do you want to join forces to do this? ”
A chilling and crazy expression appeared on the face of the second-in-command of the player team.
The two brothers who killed me still want to escape unscathed?
Farewell It’s a dream!
Even if everyone dies, I will make you pay the price!
What's more, for players, the Theocracy, the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and the Black Sacred Scripture are all just NPCs in the game. They must use them if they can.
"Lord Carlyle, are they telling the truth?"
The captain of the god immediately turned around and asked the old woman who used Qingguoqingcheng.
The latter had obviously obtained a lot of information about the Great Tomb of Nazarick from Shalltear through a simple conversation, and nodded without hesitation: "Yes! What these warriors said is right. ! And I also got a crucial piece of news, that is, the undead creatures on the carriage are the descendants of this hundred-year aftershock."
"Hundred...hundred-year aftershock!"
Hearing these words, Will felt a chill instantly rush from his feet to Tianling Gai, and shivered involuntarily.
As a descendant of the first player, and the Theocracy’s top combat power second only to Jue Die, how could he not know how terrifying the players who had arrived in the “Hundred Years Aftershock” were.
Look at the Theocracy, which was able to lead mankind to stand firm in this world for hundreds of years based only on the legacy left by the six gods, and look at the Eight Desires that almost wiped out the dragon race and once dominated the entire world. Wang, you know how terrifying this group’s destructive power is to the entire world.
Compared with the fearful reaction of the local natives, the team formed by the players was obviously much calmer.
The second in command even sneered with a look of disdain: "What, are you scared?
Don’t forget, from the moment you forcibly control that vampire, your relationship with them will never end.
Especially after you have received so much news and intelligence, even if it is to protect yourself, the people in the carriage will not hesitate to drive out all the insiders and kill them all.
Rather than being timid here, it is better to launch a surprise attack before the opponent is ready. If you are lucky, you might be able to take them away in one wave.
Even if it fails, at least enough information can be collected.
So don’t be like a bitch and tell me whether you want to do it or not. ”
"Do it! Of course we have to do it!"
The young and energetic Will could not stand such a provocation, so he responded immediately and decisively in the affirmative.
After all, he has now successfully controlled a powerful opponent, and there are so many warriors who are willing to risk their lives. If he backs down, he may be called a coward for the rest of his life.
The most important thing is that with a powerful country and a beautiful city around, he feels that even if he fails to win and retreats unscathed, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Soon, the two groups briefly discussed tactics while Old Bones was still struggling in the carriage.
In just half a minute, the controlled Shalltear descended from the sky and launched a violent surprise attack.
Boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
With deafening loud noises and explosions, she kicked off the battle with the ninth-level magic [Vermilion Nova].
Although Sebastian, who was always alert, tried to parry and block on his behalf, the problem was that the spell was a group explosion plus fire damage, so it had no effect at all.
Old Bones flew out sideways, and the camouflage used to cover his face and arms was instantly destroyed in the flames, revealing the white humanoid skeleton inside.
When he saw the sinister smiles on the players' faces, he instantly understood that he had been exposed from the beginning.
It’s just that for some reason the other party didn’t choose to expose it, but pretended not to know anything and acted out a show with him. What's even more ridiculous is that he was still feeling proud of the arrangements he had made.
The clown is myself!
Old Bones broke through the defense on the spot and asked angrily: "You...you knew the truth from the beginning?"
"Hahahaha!
Why, you seem surprised?
Don't worry, more surprises are yet to come.
Not only do we know your true face; All your names.
Whether it’s Momonga in the game, Suzuki Satoru as a human, or the guild name Ainz Ooal Gown that you might use next.
Nothing about you is a secret in our eyes.
From this moment on, we will become your most terrifying nightmare for the rest of your life. "
With naked and undisguised ridicule, the second-in-command of the team directly tore up a nine-ring magic scroll [Time Stop].
In an instant!
The whole world fell into chaos A scene in black and white.
Without any hesitation, he once again took out the scroll and activated the nine-ring magic [Confinement Technique].
This is an extremely crazy protective magic.
The effect is to directly imprison a certain creature in a magic sphere, and then hide it permanently.
The creature enters a state of suspended animation, as if affected by eternal stasis.
There is no need to breathe or feel hungry, and even age will remain at the moment of being imprisoned.
Unless someone nearby uses a specialized nine-ring magic [Freedom Spell] or also called [Relief Spell], they will be released and regain their freedom.
In addition, wish and miracle spells can also achieve similar effects.
This means that when the [Ring of Wishing to the Stars (actually the Ring of Three Wishes)] in Old Bones’ hand cannot produce an effect, if he does not master [Freedom] or in the game Without this spell, the Great Tomb of Nazarick would lose a full-level NPC forever.
Since the imprisonment effect is not death, even resurrection is not possible.
Obviously, the second-in-command of the player's team knows how to retaliate to make the enemy feel pain. He is completely killing people and killing people.
When time stopped disappearing, Old Bones, who had just climbed up from the ground, saw the loyal Sebastian suddenly wrapped in a magic sphere, and then turned into a meteor and disappeared in place.
There were two full-level NPCs. One was snatched away by NTR in front of the other party, and the other was sent to an unknown place by magic. This broke the string of reason in his mind. He directly cast an impact spell to knock Shalltear away, and then roared at the others present: "How dare you do this! Let's all die! Super magic - falling from the sky!"
In an instant!
A huge magic circle appeared out of thin air, releasing a terrifying aura that destroyed the world.
“Super...super bit?!”
The god-man captain Will was completely dumbfounded.
In his life, he has rarely seen magic at the seventh or eighth level. He only knows that the tenth level is the pinnacle of magic.
As for the super level equivalent to the legendary magic in Faerûn, I have never even heard of it.
“Go up and stop him!”
The old woman known as Kelel immediately gave Shalltear the order.
Although she is quite old, she is calmer and more rational than other members of the Black Scripture. She understands that if this spell is struck down, she and others will be in danger.
【Self-Time Acceleration】!
Shalltear instantly used the few remaining mana to activate a powerful ability, and her whole body turned into a red lightning and rushed towards the location of the old bones.
Bang!
The dropper spear directly shattered the latter's thigh bone, turning it from two legs to one.
But unfortunately, this blow did not break the spellcasting concentration.
Old Bones, who was in a state of rage, relied on his strong willpower to complete the super magic.
In the blink of an eye, a dazzling blue beam of light fell from the sky, spreading around at an unimaginable speed, ruthlessly destroying everything around it.
Seeing this, the divine captain did not dare to stay for even a second. The user who carried the Qing Dynasty instantly used teleportation magic props, and finally escaped to an unknown place before being affected.
Along with him, there were several other senior members.
But the remaining cannon fodder was not so lucky.
Some of them did not react, and some had no teleportation magic props at all, and were directly swallowed by the dark blue energy storm.
When everything calmed down, a huge crater like a meteorite impact formed in the central store where the sky fell.
Just when Old Bones thought he had eliminated all the enemies, he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him, followed by a dazzling golden light that took him with him, Shalltear, who was only breathing. Shrouded in.
Then the bodies of the two began to expand uncontrollably, and finally exploded with a loud bang.
"Bah! You self-righteous fool! Go to hell!"
This was the last word Old Bones heard before his consciousness disappeared.
Although he was not sure how the other party withstood the shocking damage from falling from the sky, he knew that both himself and Shalltear, as undead creatures, were destroyed by this powerful positive energy magic that specifically targeted undead creatures. .
"Cough cough cough cough - this BOSS is really difficult to defeat, but the experience points given are really awesome."
After a period of violent coughing up blood, he successfully reached the first place The player who killed Old Bones for the first time finally fell in a pool of blood and breathed his last.
His body was so damaged that it was beyond repair.
So after using this connection point to drain away all the energy, the mastermind directly gave up the body and injected its consciousness and energy into the new clone.
In other words, the entire player team has now completed their resurrection in Plantia Floating City.
As the battlefield became silent, Zuo Si and Xia En VII, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time and watched the show, slowly walked out this time.
Obviously, both of them have been there since the beginning of this battle.
It's just that it's better hidden and not discovered.
Zuo Si unceremoniously bent down to pick up a magic ring that could increase the upper limit of mana dropped by Old Bones when he died, and asked with interest: "How do you think about the players here?" How do you rate your performance in this battle? "
"It's perfect!
To be honest, I didn't expect them to kill such a high-level enemy in the early stages.
What also surprised me was that, as a legendary spellcaster with a spellcasting level equivalent to Faerûn LV28 to 29, this guy didn’t even know metamagic skills or spell countermeasures, or could. But not used at all.
In terms of spell duel, he is too weak, so weak that I have no interest in taking action myself.
If I let my hands and feet go without any restrictions, I can easily defeat it in a few seconds.
Are you sure he really comes from the same place or parallel time and space as you? "
Xia En VII frowned and raised his inner doubts.
After all, the casting level of LV28 to 29 is not low in Faerun, not to mention that the opponent is still "Blue" "Strip" spell casting is more flexible than spell slots.
Normally, this should be a relatively powerful and difficult enemy.
But after seeing with his own eyes the hip-stretching spell-casting method of Old Bones, Shane VII felt that he could beat the opponent when he had just crossed the threshold of legend.
“If you think this guy is too weak, you can teach him how to conduct a true spell duel in other ways.
Even teach the magic knowledge, skills and skills of Faerûn. The spell doesn't matter either.
But I doubt he can really learn it.
After all, you saw it too.
He is more of a pure magic user than a mage who combines research and use.
It is like a golem imbued with a large amount of magic and possessing autonomous consciousness.
I even doubt whether he can understand the complex principles of magic, let alone develop and create his own spells based on this.
Again, I think he and all players were created by the Dragon Emperor through some unknown source of magic.
Including which NPCs, they do not have the ability to learn, understand and create in the true sense at all. ”
Zuo Si expressed his opinion with great interest.
Because Old Bones has never done anything related to “learning” and “creation” from beginning to end. Simply relying on the capital of the Great Tomb of Nazarick
And after establishing the so-called "Sorcerous Kingdom", the undead creatures were actually allowed to use the most primitive tools-hoes to reclaim wasteland and grow food. Instead of using more advanced machinery, or performing a certain degree of body modification on undead creatures, is this an operation that people can do in the future era of information explosion?
When Zuo Si used undead labor in the Nelanser Islands and Luskan, he equipped these undead with many relatively advanced tools.
Including machinery that can automatically sow and harvest by pushing, large plows pulled by several undead, etc.
Although he himself is not very good at this aspect, at least he knows that upgrading tools can achieve higher efficiency, instead of just relying on the number of undead and the characteristics of never getting tired.
But Xia En VII shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "How will you know this kind of thing if you don't try it.
I believe that after learning this death lesson, our protagonist will Sir should become very cautious
I will find an opportunity to have a little contact with him and see if I can obtain information on high-level magic through exchange, or some more interesting props.
Oh, by the way, there is also the Theocracy.
They seem to have a lot of things on hand that I am interested in, such as the robe that can control even the undead. "
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: "Whatever you want.
Anyway, now that the Theocracy knows the truth, it won’t be long before the news is spread.
This means that there is not much time left for our protagonist Mr.
Especially because of his own undead status and the unlucky guild that is full of aliens and undead, it is almost certain that they will be besieged.
We only need to create a little panic and conflict at the right time, and the whole world will immediately become chaotic.
Our opportunity will come once the true dragon kings who have mastered the magic of the origin begin to die. "
"Don't worry, I will stay in this world to ensure that the entire plan is implemented smoothly. Also, I noticed that you seem to have summoned a lot of demons into this world? ”
Xia En VII suddenly raised his head and asked.
“Well, yes.
On the one hand, it is to obtain souls for conducting business;
On the other hand, it is to collect intelligence.
Asmoti Ers hopes to use the ability of planeswalkers to connect the hell plane with more of the material world, thereby obtaining a stable supply of souls
If nothing else happens, a new round of bloody battle will begin soon.
After all, it is the consensus of countless gods and outer planes to let demons and devils consume each other.
The Lord of Hell does not want to provoke too many enemies at this time, so he can only take the initiative to start a bloody battle. ”
Zuo Si gave the reason very simply and directly.
The powerful demon lord likes to directly corrode the entire material plane, and then pull it into the bottomless abyss and turn it into one layer. Strengthening one's own strength is different.
Devils who are good at fishing from the marsh in a sustainable way will never do this kind of thing of killing the goose that lays the goose to lay eggs.
Although it is very satisfying to directly swallow a material plane, you can gain hundreds of millions of souls instantly.
But the problem is that that means that the entire material plane will be swallowed up, and no mortal soul will be born again.
Compared with a one-time deal, the devil prefers to let the mortals continue to live in their original place, and then use temptation and guidance to make their souls fall into hell after death.
This is why many gods will open back doors to the devils, allowing them to conduct business under restrictions.
But for demons, they usually just kill them all.
Xia En VII nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "I see. Counting the son of Baal who Faerun is messing around with and ruling a huge empire, you actually have to take care of both. It’s really busy in hell.”
“Yes.
You can come to the ninth level of Baator Hell when you are free.
I am now. It's time to return to Faerûn to deal with the Sons of Baal
Calculating the time, Aberdare and his party should have escaped from the Tower of Durag and successfully teleported to Askatra.
And Irenicas also began to plan to take the final step to become a god from a mortal.
Let us wait and see who can become the winner of this game. "
After saying this, Zuo Si activated the power of sparks and disappeared.
Xia En VII picked up the red armor dropped by Shalltear and the players when they died. The magic equipment and props that had no time to be used quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness
Since in the Tree World game, players and NPCs will randomly drop some personal equipment when they are killed, it can be said that Old Bones suffered a big loss this time.
The only good thing is that the "Flying Squirrel Jade" as a world prop on his chest did not fall off, otherwise he would definitely cry to death.
However, Zuo Si, who returned to Faerûn, did not know that when Aberdare and his party escaped from the Tower of Durag, there was a small problem with the portal, so that they were teleported to a place some distance from the city. Dozens of kilometers of countryside.
Right now, the team, which only has dozens of gold coins collected during their escape from the Tower of Dulag, is trying to bargain with a coachman, hoping to get a ride on a train operated by the West Coast Imperial Government at a relatively low price. magic carriage.
"Damn it! How many times have I told you! I am just a coachman and I am not qualified to reduce the price at all. Either pay to get on the bus, or walk slowly to Ascatella by yourself."
The coachman, who looked about forty years old, was obviously very impatient. He wanted to wave his whip several times and throw these "poor guys" away and set off directly.
“Okay, okay, let’s pay.”
After struggling for a long time, Imoen finally realized that bargaining was not allowed on this kind of public carriage, so he had no choice but to open the withered money Bag, reluctantly took out a few silver coins from it and handed them to the other party.
The driver nodded with satisfaction after checking the weight and type of silver coins.
“Wouldn’t it be better if we had done this earlier?
Now go and find an empty seat in the car and sit down, and remember to stay away from the animals.
Last time I was driving, a poor girl accidentally fell asleep on the road.
As a result, a group of sheep chewed her beautiful long hair beyond recognition, and she kept crying after getting off the bus. "
"Um - thank you, we will pay attention to it. ”
The corner of Aimeng’s mouth twitched, and he immediately called for other teammates to board this magic version of the heavy truck from the back door.
As soon as they entered the carriage, they smelled a pungent smell, as well as various "bleeping", "humming" and "moo" sounds.
A fat castrated boar put its face directly in front of the girl and humped it. Iamo was so frightened that she immediately kicked it away and screamed at the top of her lungs: "Oh my God! This is Whose pig is it? Take it away!”
“Ah! Sorry! Sorry!”
A young farmer rushed out and carried the pig back by its ears. Next to your seat.
As a means of transportation connecting towns and villages in the West Coast Empire, public carriages were obviously not just for transporting goods or pulling people, as many people imagined.
Things like livestock and poultry can also be stuffed into the carriage.
This car alone pulled six cows, a dozen sheep, more than 20 pigs, two donkeys, and hundreds of chickens, ducks and geese.
The number of animal passengers even far exceeds the number of human passengers.
No way, this is the disadvantage caused by backward agricultural production.
Since towns need to consume large amounts of these meat and eggs, public carriages in the countryside transport similar livestock and poultry every day.
As for the smell inside the car...
It can only be said that except for farmers who are used to dealing with these things, others will definitely not be able to bear it.
But fortunately, the customers who take this kind of public carriage are basically no one else except farmers living in the countryside.
So no one in the carriage complained. On the contrary, everyone was chatting happily with each other, discussing how much they could sell for if they were transported to the city.
Sancho, Eamonn and Aberdare covered their noses from the moment they got in the car.
Only Jaheira, a druid, and Minsk, whose brain was severely damaged and a bit stupid, remained unmoved.
In this way, accompanied by a cartload of farmers, animals and the smell of their excrement, the great Son of Baal set foot on the land of Amn in the south.
(End of this chapter)