Chapter 312 Heavy Rain
“Crack!”
The lightning condensed in the thundercloud tore through the void of the desolate universe, reflecting the dark lighthouse built on a huge meteorite.
"Boom!"
Thunder came after five heartbeats, like the roaring drumbeat of a magic ship.
Two nightmare beasts escorted Revalan, the eldest prince of the City of Shadows, across a black basalt bridge, passing through an adamantium gate that had been ravaged by chaotic storms for countless years and became scarred. At the door was a city-protecting depth injected with strong acid. River, two giant metal chains pull up a suspension bridge to hang across the river.
The strong acid liquid boils and boils endlessly, surging and splashing green waves on the foundation stone of the castle.
A burnt claw of a beast floated to the surface of the water, appeared in his field of vision, and quickly disappeared into the thick green moat.
The gate tower on the other side of the moat is more majestic than the previous one. The unknown stone is covered with dull meteorite crystals.
Revalan, whose wrists were bound by magic shackles, stumbled across the icy garden, the cold rain mixed with strong acid stinging his eyes.
He had to go, two nightmare beasts roared behind him.
They are huge quadrupeds. The ends of their legs are sharp claws that can split meteorites in the barren universe. They are 6 meters tall when standing and 12 meters tall when standing on their hind legs.
Although the Nightmare Beast is large in size, it can flexibly jump between the meteorites floating in the deserted universe, and use it to sneak attack the magic ships and desert creatures that slow down the meteorites.
Their skin is thick and hard, their teeth are long and pointed, a pair of long curved tusks protrude from both sides of the beast's mouth, and their big red eyes sparkle in the dark.
The creature can break through buildings and fortifications with ease, without hesitation tearing enemies to pieces with its claws and stabbing them with its fangs, but its most devastating attack is when it uses its terrifying The magical ability to disintegrate enemies with his gaze.
In the deserted universe, powerful spellcasters create nightmare beasts as living war instruments. A beast can even destroy a magic fleet sailing in the deserted universe.
The two nightmare beasts drove Revalan from behind and boarded the deep meteorite main castle of the Evil Pond Fortress.
After entering the room, the Nightmare Beast immediately stood respectfully at the door, as if it was worried that its limbs would soil the Star Beast carpet on the ground.
Before entering the room, Revalan also used his hands bound by magic shackles to clumsily untie the cloak that had been soaked by strong acid rain and threw it outside the door.
The lord of Evil Pool Fortress sat alone in the dim hall, enjoying a stew composed of beer, bread and unknown wasteland creatures.
There were twenty obsidian candlesticks placed on the thick stone walls of the hall, but only four had torches, and none were lit.
The flickering light comes from two swaying whale oil candles. This kind of candle is made from the fat of the astral whale. It not only has no fishy smell when burning, but also exudes a faint fragrance.
Revalan can hear that outside the Evil Pool Fortress, in order to offset the radiant energy from the barren universe, the cold rain condensed by artificial magic is washing away the walls and dripping from the leaky roof, giving off an unchanging sound. sound.
"Sir," a nightmare beast said angrily, "We caught this material guy in the Quagmire Port. He tried to seize the magic ship, but we caught him. He was still wearing this thing. We I dare not execute him on the spot.”
The Nightmare Beast magnified two badges in front of the lord: one was a pair of curved dark purple goat horns, and the other was a purple outer ring with a black disk.
At this moment, the eldest prince of Yinhun City was soaked to the skin. The magic repelling metal exuding cold energy from the magic shackles sunk deeply into his skin, rubbing against his bones and causing unbearable pain in his wrists.
He knew that the lord of the Evil Pond Fortress in the desolate universe in front of him only needed one word to throw him into the strong acid of the moat and die a violent death.
But fortunately, at least the house can be sheltered from the rain, and the feet are solid stone slabs, instead of the bumpy and undulating magic ship and the terrible chaos storm.
He had been soaked in the rain for a long time. His whole body was exhausted, his appearance was miserable, and his heart was torn by deception and sadness.
Under the orders of the Lost Lady’s spokesperson in the material world, ‘Black Veil’ Illyriel, he took a magic ship and went to the ‘pirate paradise’ Bra Star to retrieve a sacred object.
However, what he didn't expect was that the magic ship in the City of Ghosts was a malfunctioning ship, and his father, High King Telamante, obviously knew about it, but chose to remain silent.
The house leaked and it rained all night. The magic ship was crumbling and had frequent malfunctions. It encountered another terrible storm in the deserted universe.
This chaotic storm was an out-and-out torture to him.
The lord wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, picked up the badge and looked at it carefully.
Thunder and lightning flashed outside the city, and for half a heartbeat, the muzzle of the magic cannon mounted on the fortress shone with an eerie blue-white light.
One, two, three, four... Revalan counted to four, and thunder struck one after another.
After the thunder subsided, he heard the unchanging sound of rain again, and heard the chaotic storm formed by fine meteorite particles under his feet, roaring across the giant arches of the Evil Pond Fortress.
The lord touched the badge with his fingers and frowned at the emblem on the badge.
He is a burly human being, fat and ugly, with a bald spot on his thick thick eyebrows. The thick rosacea blood vessels are clearly visible. He looks like a bulging ooze monster, which is unbearable to look at.
Seeing this, Revalan couldn't help but believe the theory of 'black veil'.
In the star map given to him by the high priest, if he wanted to reach Bra Star, he had to pass through the Evil Pool Fortress, a castle built on a huge meteorite.
This meteorite is suspended quietly in the void of the deserted universe, rotating around the Tears of Selun like other asteroids.
It is said that the true identity of the owner of the castle is likely to be a lost god.
The birth of the world, at the beginning of all things, there was a realm of eternity and nothingness like mist. It was created by Io, the 'God of Gods', using the primitive element chaos from phlogiston.
Within this dim and hazy sphere, several worlds float on the sea of night.
Although all worlds in this era are lifeless, desolate and barren, certain powerful incarnations of entropy and elements have begun to covet them.
The names of these beings have long been lost in the long river of history. The few sages who still know them now simply call them: Aragami.
What the Aragami didn't know was that the fragments left over from the birth of the universe formed a sea of silver liquid surrounding it.
In this realm of twinkling stars, two extremely beautiful and opposite beings were born, one symbolizing light and the other symbolizing darkness.
The twin goddesses, derived from the astral ocean, acted quickly to protect the unspoiled world from the destructive Aragami.
Other gods, either born from this holy war or summoned from other distant lands, came to the aid of the two goddesses and fought against the Aragami and his huge and monstrous minions.
"Untie him." The lord leaned forward and ordered: "Tear off his clothes, I want to see his chest."
The Nightmare Beast obeyed the order, and when When Revalan's clothes were peeled off, there was lightning again outside. The lightning hid him in his ribs, and his constantly beating black heart was reflected in the fat face of the Lord of Evil Pond Fortress, which was as fat as mud.
"The badge can be stolen by anyone, so it doesn't mean anything." The lord said, "But the black heart is real. You are indeed a believer of Lady Night and a betrayer of Netheril."< br>
Revalan could not accept the evaluation of 'betrayer', "I have never betrayed my empire. I saved the remaining people."
"None of this is important anymore." The lord waved his hand and looked him up and down with hard black eyes, "Dozens of centuries ago, Netheril's magic ship was the most notorious in the deserted universe. Are you planning to rebuild it? Are you going back to your old ways, a follower of Lady Night?"
"No, sir, I want to find a ship to go to Bra Star," said Revalan, "to complete an important task for my lord, the Lost Lady."
"As expected of the descendants of Netheril, only you can so elegantly and elegantly describe 'stealing' a ship as 'finding' a ship. Your 'empire' has been destroyed for thousands of years. , this traditional culture has never been lost.”
The lightning lit up the windows and the room became bright again. The lord of Evil Pond Fortress said with interest, “It’s a pity that you came to the wrong place and saw the wrong person. Man, this is not your Netherese's favorite pirate paradise."
"I know," Revalan replied.
"You said you were going to Bra Star, so why did you come to my place? How did you come here?" the lord asked.
"Because of the Chaos Storm."
"Chaos Storm." The lord of Evil Pool Fortress whispered the word with an affectionate tone, like pronouncing the name of a close friend, "In light and darkness Before the arrival of the two ladies, the chaotic storm of the desolate universe was the most sacred to us Aragami. Unfortunately, we failed, and even the Seven Lost Gods were sealed in the world of Abel.
However, Although the gods destroyed our home and made our people prisoners, they cannot destroy our will, because all the suffering we endure will make us more united, stronger, and more determined.
So far, no god has the intention to seek the support of our wild gods. Why should we pay attention to our group of lost people who have long disappeared in the long river of time? But now you are here, the Chaos Storm has sent you here. ”
What was the purpose of this lost god telling him these secrets? Revalan forced himself to calm down and thought to himself in horror.
The Aragami of Evil Pond Fortress turned to the Nightmare Beast, "I will talk to him alone, remember that Ms. Ye's followers have never been here."
"Yes, sir, he has never been here. "The two nightmare beasts obeyed and left, leaving wet footprints on the carpet with their wet paws.
The chaotic storm below the floor is still roaring endlessly, hitting the meteorites in the castle.
The door closed with a bang, like thunder in the distance, and then the electric light really lit up again, as if echoing from afar.
"Sir." Revalan said, "As long as you are willing to send me to Bra Star, my lord the Lost Lady will definitely be grateful."
"I can send you to Bra Star." Lost God He smiled, lightning tore through the sky, and the bright electric light passed through the window, making his fat face look hideous and terrifying, "I can also send you to the abyss of chaos."
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Suburban Tiffanton.
Late at night, it rained heavily.
Long battlements were built on the dangerous cliffs on both sides. The mountain road shrank to barely enough space for four people to ride side by side. Two watchtowers clung to the rock walls, connected to each other by a weathered gray stone sealed arch bridge.
A row of tall and strong soldiers stood on the top of the fortress wall, looking through the rain curtain at the city of Tifantun, which was more than 100 meters away.
“Ding ding ding…”
Bean-sized raindrops fell on the soldiers, and their helmets and weapons made sweet sounds, but the soldiers were as motionless as stones, showing strict discipline. and strong qualities.
The people stationed at the pass leading to Tifanton are undoubtedly an elite division. There are three hundred regular troops, including fifty Purple Dragon Knights and five battle mages.
"How about it? Is there anyone suspicious entering or leaving Tiffanytown at this time?"
In the heavy rain, the tiefling warlock leaned on the ghost staff with leaping will-o'-the-wisps and wore a dark red robe. Isolating all the rainwater from one meter away from my body, I walked up the wall.
According to the order of the Lord, he has been guarding Tifantun City for the past two days. Through his own ability, he found at least five demon believers and fallen people in the city, and even dug out a group of scattered people. Agents of the Tallinn Society and the Mask of the Night.
But tonight, the heavy rain before the coming of winter, the cold and ruthless rain, and the frost at night, made him feel uneasy, so he couldn't help but leave Tiffanton and go to the outskirts of the city to check it out. .
"My lord, except for the gravekeepers who went to the mass graves an hour ago, no one left or entered Tifantun City."
"Gravekeeper?" The warlock frowned slightly. He instinctively resented these followers of the God of Death.
"Yes, the gravekeeper of Klanvor, the god of death." The soldier replied, "As usual, he sent an unclaimed body to the mass grave for burial, and then left alone "
"What corpse is it?" the magician raised his eyelids and asked.
"She was a woman around twenty years old." The soldier said with strange eyes. "The prostitute at the Slaughter Deer Tavern was said to have been over-excited by strenuous exercise, which led to myocardial infarction and she died on the spot."
"Is the news reliable?" the magician asked again.
"Of course it's reliable. I watched her grow up in the Slaughtering Deer Tavern."
An old war mage wearing a dark purple cloak walked out, letting the heavy rain drip down his cloak, Shaking his head slightly, "I won't admit it. Through observation magic, I saw her buried in a mass grave by the gravekeeper."
"She was dug up by two habitual corpse thieves again." Then. , he added.
Hearing this, the magician secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
His nerves have always been tense with these two people recently, and any disturbance makes him unconsciously think of the Shar Church and the fallen people who believe in demons.
Facts have proved that he is indeed overly concerned. Normally, these are things that are too common to attract anyone's attention.
The heavy rain gradually intensified, pounding on the ground, and black turbidity poured down from the distant hills.
The warlock ordered all the soldiers on guard to go back to rest, and he stood alone in the rain.
He stared at the dark rain curtain. Even if the weather was so bad, it was difficult to erase the hope rising in his heart.
Just yesterday, with the consent of the lord, all his nearly five hundred tieflings were settled in Mokou Town.
Once, he was a lonely wanderer struggling between good and evil. He grew up in the most dilapidated place, wandering the streets and alleys, suffering from poverty, suspicion and various prejudices.
Living in the shadows taught him not to be afraid of the darkness. In this painful life, the Warlock has always controlled his own violent tendencies and cruel nature, and is supported by the true meaning of survival. Keep him alive.
His race is the descendant of the devil, a human with the blood of demons, and the successor of the ancient hell bloodline. But they must find their own in this world that fears and hates the tiefling race. destination. And his belief in living is to prove to the world that this is not the fault of the tiefling race, but a sin left by the ancient bloodline, and their descendants should not be allowed to bear this pain.
After all, they are just a group of ordinary mortals, just trying to survive in this world. They should not always be stared at and whispered to, and should always endure violence and insults. Always see distrust and fear in the eyes of others.
Therefore, he wanted to find a territory for his race that could accept them, instead of letting them wander in the most dilapidated alleys, ruins and shadows in every corner of the continent.
Because of this, after he heard the news that the lords of Mokou Town were willing to accept even the goblins, he came here without hesitation. While choosing to join, he silently observed the character of the ruler.
It turns out that he really found the right place. Not only was this young mage lord willing to accept them, but he also tacitly asked about everything about him and his origins.
Now, he has found a suitable home for his race. In this way, when the mission is over, he can go to Baator Hell with peace of mind.
No matter life or death, he must make a break with his evil master.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the fortress where soldiers were stationed seemed to be hung with a wide crystal bead curtain, disappearing into the misty night.
“Damn, this woman is so beautiful!”
“When Old Rhodes buried her, I thought she was the girl from the Slaughtering Deer Tavern, but I didn’t expect that she wasn’t. She, this woman is more beautiful than any baroness, no, viscountess I have ever seen! How about it, it took so long to dig her out, is it worth it?”
“Hahaha... too much. It’s damn worth it to meet such a beauty, even if she’s dead!”
Two gravediggers with perverted tendencies, one fat and one thin, rubbed their hands excitedly in front of a corpse! .
The fat man looked carefully at this beautiful woman who had revealed her true form, and was surprised to find that she actually looked very pure. After all, she looked like a girl in her early twenties. Her seductive eyes turned up slightly, revealing a large With the whites of her eyes and a dead look on her face, she was as innocent as the girl next door who was unfortunately killed.
The fat man stroked her cheek and felt a trace of pity. She looked like a fallen witch. As the church said, fallen witches are demons and can seduce people to no end. abyss.
Two completely different temperaments, purity and charm, expressed in the same person, can be so attractive, but it is a bit disappointing to have a piece of blood on one cheek.
So he picked up the water glass on the bedside and poured the water on the woman's face. While pouring it, he scrubbed the blood away with his hands. The soft skin on his cheeks twisted in his hands, and his delicate and pretty face Keep making all kinds of strange expressions.
The fat man was seduced by the beauty and slowly lowered his body to kiss those red lips. Just when the two were about to kiss each other, he suddenly realized something and shook his head like I want to wake up.
"Bitch, you want to seduce a man even after you die!"
The fat man will never have the opportunity to blaspheme such a beauty in his life. He is not in a pity mood, but vents his dissatisfaction of being discriminated against and oppressed.
He slapped her hard, then another slap, and then another slap, constantly venting the unique grievance and anger of the people at the bottom
Soon, the fat man finished venting his heart He was so angry that his palms started to feel hot and painful.
And this corpse just tilted its head silently, still looking like it was dead with its eyes turned up.
Only the little tongue was slightly spit out due to the fanning, and the corners of the mouth drooped weakly.
The fat man pinched the woman's chin, turned her head over, and used his fingers to move her upturned eyes to the front, making her look straight at him.
Heavy rain poured down outside the window, lightning tore through the sky, and thunder exploded. Inside the hut, which was illuminated by lightning as if it were daytime, a corpse was placed in a strange posture, and a cold light suddenly flashed in its eyes.
With energy full of destruction, it surges in the humid air.
The two gravediggers, one fat and one thin, looked full of satisfaction. In the miserable wailing, they saw that their bodies were like melting wax, from feet to head, from bottom to top, At an extremely slow speed, it turned into a pile of mud composed of flesh and blood.
The High Priest of the Lost Lady, 'Black Veil' Illyriel, stood up from the bed. She reached out and brushed her jade-like messy hair, and her whole body suddenly became clean and refreshing.
A black dance dress covered her graceful figure.
However, the clothes were not only translucent in texture, but also made of very few materials and extremely bold in style, only covering a few of the most important parts of the body.
Gloomy and half-covered, it looks even more seductive and charming.
Then, a pair of black stockings and a garter belt of the same color appeared out of thin air in her hand.
She rolled up the thin stockings and put them on her toes. The hazy black color covered her skin bit by bit, covering her long and straight right leg.
After her right foot, then her left foot, the priestess buckled her garter belt, stood up again, pulled up her skirt, and checked the effect. Her legs under the black stockings were vague and charming.
Finally, with extremely gentle movements, she covered her beautiful face with a thin black veil, revealing only her unforgettable eyes, as dark and deep as holes.
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Crash.
The rain curtain outside the cave almost blocked the view, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.
‘Black Veil’ Illyriel stood at the entrance of the cave, looking straight ahead. No darkness could escape her gaze.
Wherever her sight touched, there were piles of skulls with broken teeth, peering into the empty rain curtain with black eye sockets.
The breath of fear brewed in the dark night with heavy rain, making the desolate and deserted cemetery look eerie.
Looking at the familiar scene, she finally let out a sigh of relief. As her body suddenly relaxed, her pretty face, which was covered by black gauze, became extremely pale.
In order to complete the Lost Lady's plan and avoid the detection of the wizard tower in Mokou Town and the blanket search of the magician, the price she paid was indeed too heavy.
She walked out of the cave slowly, her cold and ruthless eyes finally glanced in the direction of Mokou Town, staring at the insightful eyes shining like a beacon in the dark rain curtain, her eyes floated A hint of disdain.
After all, the power of mortals cannot compete with the true God!
It was through the divine power given to herself by the Lost Lady that she escaped all their detection and successfully came here.
Although doing this will make her extremely weak for a long time in the future, compared to the effect after the plan is successful, it is worth it.
Illyriel tapped her fingertips lightly, and strands of black mist intertwined into a black light group the size of a fist in mid-air.
"Buzzing..."
The light group was vibrating, as if to remind the priestess to follow her.
The black ball of light guided her, floating towards the mountains in the rain.
A large cemetery appeared in her field of vision.
This is the most remote and desolate place in Thunder Peak. It is a long-forgotten cemetery and the abandoned Clanvor Church of the Lord of Death. A corner of the collapsed roof was vaguely exposed in the heavy rain.
During the heavy rain, the cemetery was in a mess, with most of the rotten and broken tombstones lying in the dirty muddy water.
Under the guidance of the light ball, the priestess came to a secret basement deep underground.
The dark and spacious underground chamber is like another small world. Many strange scenes are carved on the uneven walls. There are thrones made of countless skeletons, demons with bat wings and goat horns, and bears. Burning flames, and a shadow shrouded in darkness.
The pale will-o'-the-wisps kept jumping and trembling in the darkness, making the surroundings look eerie and scary.
As the priestess walked forward slowly, the ten coffins that gradually appeared in sight began to shake, and the half-covered coffin lids were completely opened.
A strong negative energy spread out, and ten stinky ghouls jumped out of the sarcophagus one after another, hissing and roaring.
"Humans..."
The leader of the ghoul lay on the ground on all fours, raised its ugly head, made a beast-like posture ready to pounce, opened its mouth full of mucus, Roared:
“This is the territory of the Immortal Lord Oqis, get out!”
"Get away!" the priestess yelled, and all the ghouls were crushed by the terrifying energy and turned into a pile of smoldering black ashes.
Of course she knows who is hiding here, and the purpose of her coming here is to find this demon lord, and use the power of the demon lord to sacrifice the city of Tifantun in the Kingdom of Cormyr.
Orches, the Immortal Lord.
A demon king with a strong and majestic body - His evil intentions, evil destinies, and unruly vigor can be compared with his body.
As the undead lord who created the first undead creature, although Orgas is not a true god yet, he is worshiped as a god by countless demons, necromancers and undead creatures.
His secret order is widely distributed in all worlds and races.
Especially the evil humanoid races, of which orcs, half-orcs, ogres, and fallen evil humans are the most numerous.
His temples are spread throughout the multiverse, and creatures who serve him will also gain magical powers just like serving the true god.
The Immortal Lord Orgas is one of the most powerful demon monarchs in the Abyss.
What he desires most is to make the entire multiverse a dead and dark world suitable for the survival of undead creatures, so that all existences are subject to his will.
This terrifying demon lord is a legend in his own right!
Aoqisi was once a mortal. No one knows the details about his time as a mortal. They only know that at that time he was already a fat man who looked bloated all over and was proficient in certain spells. .
After his death, his soul came to the outer plane and became the lowest larvae, beginning his struggle in the Abyss, and eventually he became one of the most powerful demons in the Abyss. .
The Abyss is a magical place.
This place is filled with absolute chaos, but absolute chaos is also full of possibilities. There can be order, and there can also be many incredible existences.
In this way, Orgas became a powerful demon lord, evolving from a small abyss worm.
But his experience did not stop there. After his rise, he also encountered a terrible enemy, the drow demigod, Cravensari. This is how Orgas's first death began. of.
However, this does not mean the end.
About a thousand years later, Orgas returned.
He was resurrected. Although most of the immortal believers were taken away by the immortal beauty, Oqis finally rose again, and he also mastered the power of "The Last Word".
Relying on his own strength, he once chased Ye Yao and almost died.
This is still a very special demon lord, because the number of times he has died and been resurrected far exceeds other existences. It seems that he himself is a creature that is difficult to eliminate from the root.
Looking at the gods, devils and demons, it is extremely rare to be able to resurrect after more than a thousand years of death, and Oqisi is a special example among them.
The end of the underground chamber.
As the black bone portal emerged, the terrifying pressure surged like a tide, causing the priestess Illyriel to kneel on the ground.
Negative energy full of evil and filth spread, and a terrible demon appeared.
This demonic creature was fat and fat, standing upright about three times the height of an average person.
His goat has huge, spiral horns on its head, thick brown hair on its legs, and goat-like hooves.
The huge, muscular arm wields an evil skull wand.
Two huge black bat-like wings stretched out from his back, trailing behind him a long snake-like tail with sharp barbs.
He is Orgas!
One of the most powerful demons in the Abyss! He is also the lord of all the undead in the Abyss!
Oqis has a huge undead army, and the enemies killed by him will be directly transformed into soldiers and generals in his army!
"Dear Immortal Lord." The priestess greeted the arrival of the incarnation of the abyss giant and bowed her head humbly, "On behalf of my lord, the Lost Lady, I am here to discuss with you."
The incarnation of the demon lord who descended from the bottomless abyss seems to be affected by the energy of the earth's veins in the underdark. His pupils are full of chaos and killing, and his mind also looks a little crazy.
"Roar!!!"
He spread out his broad bat wings, raised his head to the sky and roared horribly, roaring at the priestess: "Mortal, tell me, that bitch Ms. Ye, what are you going to do to cooperate with me? !”
“My lord is the goddess who holds all secrets...”
The priestess tried her best to resist the powerful pressure rolling from the demon lord’s body, her lips covered by the veil. , inadvertently evoked a strange smile, and said slowly: "She knows the location of the lost Staff of Orgas."
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(End of this chapter)