Chapter 159 Scenes from the Past
The city of Arabey in the Kingdom of Cormyr is almost as old as the imperial capital Susar.
It was originally a campground and maintained a certain independence.
Because of its independence and its distance from the political center of the imperial capital Susar, this increasingly prosperous city has experienced more than ten rebellions and independence in history.
It was not until the Raul family began to rule the city of Arabe that the successive rebellions ended for more than two centuries.
However, any beautiful and desirable place will often cause evil hearts to beat, and Arabay City is no exception.
In the history that Brian is familiar with, during the Year of Flames and Despair ten years ago, when Mokou Town was wiped from the territory of the Kingdom of Cormyr, Arabay City also encountered an unprecedented crisis. disaster.
During the Orc War ten years ago, the city of Arabel was occupied by the orcs and hobgoblin armies from the Stormhorn Mountains, combined with the Dark Temple of the Zhentarim, and the largest city in the northern part of the Kingdom of Cormyr was captured.
All the goods exported from Arabe City were plundered, and all the mercenary groups and civilians that were not killed retreated to other cities.
The most despairing thing is that the followers of Bane, the god of tyranny, through bloody rituals, successfully made the dark monarch descend into a ray of incarnation.
In this chaotic war, even the temple of Tymora, the goddess of luck, was burned down by Bane's followers. The same thing happened to the earth mother Chantia, the guardian god Heim, the knowledge god Ogma and the war. Temple of the god Tempus.
At that time, the female lord Myrcella Raul was still in retreat in the sealed mage tower, preparing to break through the legendary realm in one fell swoop, so that the Zhentarim people seized the opportunity.
When the female lord broke through the legendary realm and walked out of the mage tower, she looked at the devastated city and swore an oath to take back her territory.
"Fight against evil, either fight side by side or perish separately. Who will fight with Cormyr?!"
For this goal, she quickly recruited mercenaries, raiders, scouts and adventurers and then united with the priests and knights of many temples destroyed by Bane's followers, planned a night surprise attack, and successfully regained their territory.
Arabay City is now more prosperous and prosperous than at any time in history.
The name Myrcella Raul is also deeply respected by all the people in the Arabe region.
Brian walked through the streets of Arabe City, and the bustling noise reached his ears.
The market square in the civilian area is crowded and noisy. It is surprisingly big and crowded. The vendors are yelling, the customers are yelling even more fiercely, and the lost children are crying.
The mooing of cows, the bleating of sheep, and the clucking and croaking of poultry mingle together.
Stepping back into the city where he had lived in the game world for five years and its familiar market, Brian couldn't help but immerse himself in it, as if he had returned to the game world again.
Unfortunately, he can clearly feel that he is different. The tall, fair and hairy Jondas people, the Sambian people with dark skin and solemn expressions, tall and powerful, with a strong expression. The fierce Bedai barbarians, as well as the heroic female warriors with long braids from places such as the Chult tropical jungle, and even the gloomy and fearsome Sers.
People of all stripes from across the continent moved around Brian, and he studied every face as he passed.
In the memory of the past, the figures of players who were either laughing, returning with a full load, filled with indignation, dejected, or cursing, were only phantoms, like gray ghosts that turned into gradually thinning mist and dissipated in the in his mind.
The noisy streets seemed to him to be extremely quiet, so much so that he felt a little out of place for a moment.
He sighed softly. He thought he had let go of the past long ago, but only now did he realize that some things always appeared in his mind inadvertently, making him nostalgic for it.
Brian squeezed out from the crowd. With a thought, his body seemed to be out of control and he activated the levitating spell, causing balls of wind energy to spin out from his feet, slowly floating his body in the air.
He was suspended in the blue sky, overlooking the entire city. Buildings that were familiar yet unfamiliar appeared in his sight, overlapping with the memories in his mind: the Elf Skeleton Hotel and the Dancing Dragon Lizard Tavern. , East Look Inn, vigilant lynx, tired knight, silver wine glass, swinging door, scarlet spear.
Nothing has changed, it was the same in the dream, and it was the same back then.
He looked across the aristocratic area, vaguely seeming to see the mage tower located in the central area of Arabei, and the slender, charming but strong figure living in it.
In a daze, Brian seemed to have returned to the blood-stained city. The dazzling red sunset seemed to be struggling to vent his anger, tilting his last remaining vision.
And in that city shrouded in blood-stained, bloody sunset light:
The horn of retreat sounded.
Brian stood on the devastated city wall, waved his staff condescendingly, and summoned a stone wall. A ghost mage quickly cast dispel magic, causing the stone wall blocking the road to collapse, leaving a gap. Flee in panic.
“Beautiful!” the demon pet little devil lying on his shoulder screamed: “Go to hell with the banshee’s grandmother, close the door and beat the dog, Master, let’s fire another big fireball!”
So Brian did it.
The roar of the explosion came from the enemy's wails and the little devil's excited screams.
The army of Ghost City was once so eager to invade Arabay City, but now they just want to leave quickly.
The army, composed of players and native residents, is doing their best to stop them. They are trying their best to hold up the gate, while the enemy is desperately trying to open a hole and escape.
The battlefield once again fell into fierce hand-to-hand combat.
They retreated!
The low horn of Ghost City once again cut through the battlefield, and the enemy quickly rushed out from the narrower and narrower city gate.
Not only the orc invaders in the west gate have fled back to the forests and mountains, but the enemies in the east are also retreating to safety.
Brian put away his staff and looked up at the sky. He breathed a trembling sigh of relief.
He saw the floating city of Sacros, which was salvaged from the Sea of Fallen Stars hovering in the sky. It seemed that it had received the same order and flew precariously high into the sky.
The army of Arabe City was victorious, yes, they were victorious. Facing the face of the floating city riders in Shadow City, they actually repelled the enemy.
A light of teleportation circle emerged.
The figure of the female lord Myrcella Raul appeared, and a smile appeared on her pale face, "I have seen all your performance, just like I promised, when the war is over, I will personally I will award you a Purple Dragon Seal Ring and become the pioneer of the Kingdom of Cormyr.”
After receiving the Lord’s assurance, Brian also smiled, because he could finally legitimately own his own in the game world. territory.
The first thing he thought of was the Mokou Town leading to the Eno Oak Desert. After the war, he must unite with several large player guild forces to capture Mokou Town.
"Do you think they will have another wave of attacks?" The female lord looked up at the sky and asked thoughtfully.
“It’s hard to say that the people in Ghost City suffered heavy losses, and the troops need to regroup and deploy. Besides, their floating city has also been damaged to varying degrees, and Harper scouts have long been lurking inside, ready to destroy their Mi Se Neng."
"I think so too," she said. "The battle is over, you can go and rest."
"Rest! Pet screamed excitedly, "Master, I want to eat roasted chicken legs!"
"I will find a chance to rest."
Brian ignored the rude request of his demon pet and said, "But we have too many wounded people. Even someone like me who doesn't know the magic of healing should help wrap bandages."
Female Lord Watch He showed a gratified smile to him, "Then let's help those in need now."
Brian looked around, and many cleric players appeared among the people caring for the injured, and ranger players Commanding his animal companions, he kept sniffing through the rubble, searching for survivors.
In a pile of rubble, three survivors were rescued by the players like digging sweet potatoes. Although they were injured, they were still alive, with dirty faces still showing Smiling.
A figure wandering aimlessly near the ruins of the 'Tired Knight' hotel appeared in their sight.
Brian and the female lord ran over immediately, feeling relieved that her assistant Sissi could survive.
But when this young human girl turned her head to look at him, that face made him feel pain in his heart.
This girl, who had participated in such a tragic war for the first time, had a pale face, her lips were bloodless, and her wide round eyes were like two bottomless holes.
The female lord bent down and patted her messy hair comfortingly.
"I thought I knew what it would be like." The girl said softly.
Brian couldn't believe that this soft and weak voice had once argued with the tower spirit of the mage tower and shouted at an ancient dragon.
"You can read all the books in the world, Sissi, but no words can tell you what war is really like." said the female lord of Arabe.
"Then are you used to such a scene?"
Sissi stretched out her injured arm and pointed at the corpses still scattered on the ground, "Look at those few She was a living person a few years ago, and now she has become like this."
At the end of the sentence, her voice was hoarse, and Brian felt a little relieved when he saw the tears welling up in the girl's eyes.
Because feeling sadness is the first step to recovering from fear.
"Of course I'm used to it. Asmodeus, Lord of the Nine Hells, is here. I have participated in the bloody battle in the abyss. This small scene is simply..." The little devil's scream was quickly cut off by Brian. .
"No, no matter how many times you experience it, you will never get used to it."
The female lord said, "This is heartbreaking, every time. But the strangeness will gradually fade away, You will know how to pick yourself up and take the next step. Those who have passed away, all that you have lost, will want you to pick yourself up. You will remember how to laugh, to be grateful, and to enjoy life. I won’t forget it.”
“I don’t think I can laugh anymore.”
The girl's words were unrealistic, but they were so sincere that Brian almost believed them to be true, "Why me, teacher? Why did they all die, but I survived?" "We will never know. The answer to this question. All we can do is honor the deceased by living a full life and ensuring that their sacrifice was not in vain. Think about how much your parents loved you and what they would have done if they saw that you survived. How grateful I am."
The female lord of Arabe smiled slightly, although she looked slightly bitter, "Think about how grateful I will be when I see you survived."< br>
The human girl named Sissi smiled and turned to help those in need.
At this moment, a huge figure hovered in the air, blocking the sunlight and casting shadows on Brian.
Marek, the war-shapeshifter, descended from the sky in the form of a golden dragon in his prime.
"Lord, it's not good, the floating city is back." Marik, who was so weak that he seemed to fall down at any time, staggered over and said, "We are coming this way, right now. ."
Brian's heart suddenly tightened, and he stumbled, almost throwing the soldier's body out of his hand.
He looked up, and sure enough he found that in the dusky sky, the black spots that had long disappeared reappeared, growing in size at a speed visible to the naked eye. He felt a wave of fear coming over him.
The female lord looked up at the sky and frowned, "I feel that the power of magic is out of balance. This should be the reason why the floating city's secret energy core has lost its function."
Fear shrouded everyone's heart and grabbed everyone's heart. If the falling floating city was coming towards Arabe
"Fuck the banshee's grandma! The Harper must have done something good. The war has obviously been won, but the floating city was destroyed at this time."
Brian's pet cursed inappropriately, but to the devil, the words were mostly filled with excitement.
This time, Brian didn't stop it.
For the first time, it danced and scolded very happily.
"The moment the floating city falls to the ground, the Myser energy core will explode along with it." The female lord's calmness was terrifying, as she was thinking about countermeasures.
Brian felt a hint of trembling and fear in her words.
"Yes." Battle Mage Marek replied: "The ghost mages in the Floating City have gone crazy. Knowing that there is no hope of escape, they are frantically condensing energy into the Myser Energy Core."
"Oh! Big bang! Big bang!"
The little devil said excitedly, "Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells, my favorite is the big bang!" It exploded! With a bang, they all flew into the sky!”
Brian scolded coldly: "Shut up!"
"Just shut up, I curse you to turn into a purple rag, and then tear you into strips, poor master, you actually You dare to offend the almighty little devil pet!”
He picked up the little devil’s left leg, pulled it off his shoulder, and interrupted its words.
The little devil hanging upside down was fussing in Brian's hands, giving his owner a vicious look, and then gave him the most humble toothy smile.
"Okay, Master. I just want to remind you that it is about to explode. Are you good at holding my leg?"
Brian waved his hand and hit the little devil in the stomach.
It lost its balance, Xisang screamed and fell to the ground cursing.
"Tower spirit, mobilize all the energy of the element pool, transfer the floating city, and buy some time for everyone to evacuate safely." The female lord made a decision calmly.
The floating city is falling rapidly.
The female lord of Arabel murmured a spell, waving her fingers with concentration, and portals appeared in every corner of the city.
However, these portals are a drop in the bucket for the entire city's population. People fleeing swarm in, and players curse again and again.
Because the outline of the rapidly falling floating city was clearly visible, everyone felt fear, and everyone knew what this meant.
"Didn't you say you wanted to move the floating city?" Brian couldn't help asking as he pinched the neck of the gloating demon pet to prevent it from screaming.
A bad premonition was filling his mind.
"It's too late." The female lord spat out a few words with difficulty, her forehead was covered with sweat, and a few strands of soaked brown-red hair stuck to her pale cheeks.
"Let's go quickly." She said to Brian and Marik. "In this case, I have to guide the floating city to the mage tower, and rely on the protective barrier of the mage tower to minimize the power of the explosion. In this way If so, as many people as possible will survive.”
Brian was silent. He saw the outline of the rapidly falling floating city, which was embedded in the rock wall as it sank to the bottom of the sea for dozens of centuries. shell fossils.
It will really be too late if you don’t escape.
"Lord, I can't let you do this! You are also responsible for rebuilding the Kingdom of Cormyr." War Shapeshifter Marik looked at her in horror.
"Everyone here is responsible for rebuilding the Kingdom of Cormyr, but Arabay is my city, and I must stay and defend it." The female lord said while casting spells, trying to change the country. The falling trajectory of the floating city that was getting closer and closer made his body tremble unbearably.
"I understand, let me help you." Marik opened his arms, and his body grew golden scales at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dragon wings stretched out from his back, and finally turned into a huge figure.
He flapped his wings and rushed towards the rapidly falling floating city like an arrow from a string.
At this moment, the huge dragon body of the golden dragon in its prime is like a tiny fly in front of the floating city.
However, it was this fly that suddenly hit the inverted mountain of the floating city with a loud roar, causing it to tremble and change its falling trajectory.
"Alas, the tower is there, the tower is destroyed, the tower is dead..." The tower spirit of the mage tower appeared next to the female lord, and sighed.
In this city shrouded in blood and bright red sunset.
Brian looked at Myrcella Raul, the lord of Arabe, for the last time. Her carefully maintained long brown-red hair was messy at the moment, but even so, those silver-gray eyes impressed him deeply. , still without hesitation, firmly watching everything in front of him.
As if she was aware of his gaze, she turned her head slightly. After a moment, her pale lips curled up slightly, showing him the last of her dazzling smile.
"I'm sorry...I really have...tried my best..." She whispered to herself, closing her eyes in despair, desolate and helpless.
Brian was heartbroken and stretched out his trembling hand, activating the teleportation spell to escape.
He saw from a distance that under the blood-red sunset, the suffocating shadow of the floating city enveloped the towering mage tower, falling straight away like a meteorite.
The whole world was enveloped in a roar.
The towers in the center of the city are in pieces, but the Mage Tower still stands tall and tall, as if defying the coming fate.
With the explosion of the Miser energy core, the floating city and tower were swallowed up by the arcane torrent in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Heart-piercing cries came from the fleeing crowd, as if they were facing an abyss of despair.
"Stupid female humans..." The little devil followed his master away, wiped the wet things on his face, and muttered sadly.
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When Brian came back to his senses from the long memories, he found that he had been locked by three figures at some point.
The leader is an elf woman, wearing bright armor, with long silver-white hair hanging around her shoulders.
He noticed that there was a rune sword hanging on the other side's waist.
Behind the woman were two battle mages wearing purple cloaks and holding staffs.
“Outsiders!” the silver-haired elf said with an indifferent expression, “You have violated Arabbe’s air-forbidden law, please come back to the Lord’s Mansion with us.”
“Of course, you You can also choose to resist, but in Arabe City, everyone must respect the lord and abide by the laws set by the Raul family. "
Elven Sword Master.
Feeling the same aura exuding from the elf woman as Hesayah, Brian guessed their identities and realized that he was being abrupt.
"I'll go with you." Noticing the pointing crowd below, he nodded and did not choose to resist.
Just when everyone was about to take him to the Lord's Mansion, the elf woman's figure suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on her delicate face.
She couldn't help but turn around and looked at Brian carefully behind her, "Are you the mage lord of Mokou Town?"
"That's right."
< br>Brian said to her calmly.
"The lord wants to see you." The elf sword mage glanced at Brian and said to the two battle mages behind him: "Go to the mage tower."
(End of this chapter)
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