Chapter 338 Witch Demon
After quietly getting rid of the scattered guards, Brian found the location of the dungeon.
He was like a ghost, walking silently in this cold and damp dungeon.
Two torches were stuck on the moss-covered wall, providing dim lighting for this smoke-filled room.
In his line of sight, a long, low table was fixed in the center of the room. It was covered with magic shackles made of fine gold. On the wall opposite him, there were four doors for holding prisoners. 's cell.
As expected, Brian successfully found the figure of Ranger Azara Hawkhand in the third cell.
The chosen son of the goddess of magic looked miserable, huddled pitifully in the corner of the cell. His blood-stained thin clothes were full of traces of being beaten with long whips and torture instruments. A series of shocking blood stains.
His feet and hands were still bound by heavy magic-forbidden shackles. Brian just glanced at the magic runes on the shackles and guessed that they were also fixed with spells that weakened his physical strength.
"Is it Azara? If you are still alive, just scream." Brian shook his head and dropped his hood, looked at the ranger who had his eyes closed and moaned weakly, and raised his voice and shouted.
After shouting, he was about to open the cell, but suddenly found that the ranger trapped here suddenly opened his bright eyes. After he raised his head and saw his figure clearly, his face covered with blood suddenly Showing joy.
"It turns out to be Mr. Bryan, ah, hiss... I praise the Queen of the Forest. I didn't expect you to be the one to save me." As the heavy shackles rattled, Azara gasped for air while dragging his heavy body to stand. He got up, walked to the door of the cell, and said expectantly, "Please, let me out quickly."
Brian had an illusion, and instinctively felt that when the ranger got up, he was in the same position as just now. There is a clear difference between the weak and embarrassed appearance.
It's as if the other party's miserable appearance is fake.
Is it fake?
Brian did not open the door to the cell, but looked at Azara through the window with a vigilant expression, and said with a smile: "You have really good eyesight, you can recognize my identity at just a glance. There is no doubt that I am really saving you. As an elite scout of the Harper Alliance, if this is your behavior, then in my opinion, you really deserve to be imprisoned here. ”
"Sir, you misunderstood." Hearing this, Azala in the cell immediately understood the true meaning of Brian's words. He smiled awkwardly and quickly explained: "The reason why I can recognize at a glance that you are here to save me Yes, that’s because I feel Aunt Hillen’s silver fire breath on your body. Obviously you have been approved by her, which is enough to make me disappear all the doubts in my heart.”
“Hilan’s. Silver fire breath?" Brian looked confused, then carefully checked his attributes and status, and asked, "Why didn't I feel it?"
"Okay, pretend I didn't ask. "After saying this, he immediately guessed the reason, then waved his hand, the lock of the cell automatically fell off, and the door opened in response.
He looked thoughtfully at Azara who came out, with a keen sense of magic. After feeling the natural breath that the other party invisibly exuded, he said: "So, you have obtained the forest goddess. He became her chosen one.”
“That’s right.” Azala nodded slightly, walked hard and leaned against the wall of the cell, then took a few breaths and raised her quilt. With his shackled hands, he smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Brian, before asking for information, can you untie my shackles first? I have been tortured by Ben's magic to the point of going crazy."
"How to unlock these shackles?" Brian looked at Azara's shackles carefully. After seeing that the shackles were not as simple as ordinary magic equipment, he frowned and asked, "Do you know where the key is?"< br>
"It's over..." After hearing Brian's words, Azara's heart suddenly sank into the valley, and her happy expression turned into a bitter look, "The key to the shackles must be in Selu'er. In my hand, okay, in this case, I can only ask you to send me to Misty Valley and let Aunt Storm help me figure it out.”
“It’s not that troublesome, I’ll give it a try first.” Brian looked at it. After seeing the strength of the shackles, he nodded slightly, and then said to him, "Stand still, let me try the lysis technique."
"What? The lysis technique?"
Ah Zara's eyes widened in surprise. Seeing that Brian had raised his right hand and was about to cast a spell, he looked panicked and quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute! Let's forget it. I still want to live for two more years. The lysis technique can Are you using it casually? Aren't you afraid that if this spell is released, I will also be disintegrated?"
"Besides, it's not difficult for you to go to the Misty Valley." He made the final addition.
“Don’t worry, I still have a sense of proportion.” Brian smiled slightly and cast the spell before the other party could speak.
Azala was so frightened that she closed her eyes, showing the expression of a martyr.
While he was waiting nervously for seconds that seemed like years, a magical light flashed and shrouded the shackles on his hands and feet, instantly decomposing them into material forms, and all dissipated into the air with a 'pop' sound. inside.
"Is this a nine-ring spell?" Feeling the gradually recovering power, Azara looked at Brian in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't expect you to be able to control the disintegration technique so exquisitely. The power is worthy of being a spellcasting genius.”
Brian accepted Azara's compliment with a slightly embarrassed expression.
Actually, the reason why he can control "Mordenkainen's Disintegration" so exquisitely has nothing to do with his magic talent.
This is all thanks to the legendary spell "Great Collapse" given to him by the mage god Azuth. After he completely integrated this legendary spell through Azuth's divine power, similar spells like it You will naturally become very proficient in nine-ring spells.
This is like learning a third-grade course and then taking a second-grade course. You can easily master it.
In the dim cell, an emerald green magical light flashed across her body. All the bloodstains and injuries on Azala's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her whole body slowly became energetic.
"This is the ability given to you by the forest goddess." Brian led the other party out of the cell and asked: "Logically speaking, as a divine power, I am afraid that it is impossible to restrict you with the confinement methods of the material world alone. Why do you Are you still in such a miserable state?"
"You don't know anything about this." Azara shrugged helplessly, "If I really use this power to heal my injuries, the guard in the cell will do it. The guard will definitely torture me until I am bruised and bruised before he gives up. In this case, I can only deliberately show an extremely weak look."
"If it were me, I would send a priest to guard me. Next to you, I will whip you with a whip while applying healing skills to you." Brian seemed to have remembered something interesting and said to him with a smile.
After hearing this, Azala subconsciously shrank her neck and said with an ugly face: "How could these cultists not think of something like this that even you can think of."
"Okay, pretend I didn't say anything." Brian stopped his smile and asked in confusion:
"I have just fought against Manlazon. In my opinion, as a chosen ranger of the Forest Goddess, whose strength has been upgraded to a mid-level legend, why would he be hung up and hammered by a warrior and imprisoned in a cell?"< br>
“How can Manlason be my opponent!” Azala blushed all of a sudden and argued with a little excitement: “Even if they join forces with Selul, they can’t keep me. The reason why I was caught was not because...ahem...I was careless. I was careless accidentally."
"Your so-called carelessness is probably because you were seduced by Sai Luer's beauty. "Yeah." Brian glanced at him and said in a teasing tone:
"I heard that the leader of the Black Hope Legion, Seluer, was once a paladin of Tom and often assisted some people in the valley. The Harpers block the expansion of the dark trade network..."
Seeing the pale face of this slightly thin-skinned ranger, which was almost turning red from his words, Brian immediately realized that that Bane's black guard really had an affair with Azara. No wonder this bitch tortured him so miserably.
"It was just an accident, there will never be another time." Azara snorted, took the initiative to walk forward, led Brian the way, and walked together towards the hidden portal in the ground.
"Oh, by the way." Brian seemed to remember something and asked again: "When I went to Shadow Valley, I happened to pass by Misty Valley. Why didn't I see your mother? She wouldn't be affected by the magic network. "What happened to the scar?"
Azara's mother was Dove Hawkhand. After she died with the ghost prince Vatik, she wandered in the Misty Valley in her soul form, just like Shiron.
"That's not true. She has gone to Waterdeep City to be with Aunt Lyla who lost her husband." Azara led him into a dark staircase, paused, and looked up at the netting on the ceiling. The little spider sighed, "You didn't even say hello to me when you left."
Brian followed Azara's footsteps, glanced at him sympathetically, and couldn't help but complain. Get up, "That is indeed a bit too irresponsible. Although as the chosen ones of the Magic Goddess, their mission is very great, they cannot ignore their family ties."
It has to be said that the seven sisters from the North are worthy of being the daughters of the second-generation magic goddess. In addition to their lifestyle, they even like to care for their children after they are born.
“Yes.”
Azala smiled helplessly, “However, since she was busy purifying the plague spread by the Plague Goddess in Bow Valley and missed my coming-of-age ceremony, I have already figured it out, so I don’t care too much.”
While chatting, the two of them successfully arrived at the widest corridor of the underground castle.
At the end of them is a large double-leaf door. Torches are burning quietly on both sides of the door, illuminating the decayed and peeling remnants of murals on both sides of the corridor.
The door at the end was obviously built recently. It was brand new and shiny. There was a gorgeous and horrifying scene painted on the door:
A tall and fierce figure in black armor was raising a spiked weapon. The fists hit countless weak and panicked civilians, and there was a passage on the right side in front of the door, leading to another door...
"The portal is hidden here." Azara pointed. Another door, "This is where I encountered the ambush of Manlasson and Seluer."
Brian nodded slightly, and after careful confirmation and inspection, he followed Aza carefully. La walked in together.
Inside this door is a long hall, with a cold atmosphere, and green light emanates from the surrounding torches, illuminating the room.
There are three niches on each side of the hall, each with a statue erected in it. However, the statue on the far right side looks like it has stumbled and fallen, lying on the ground.
On the stairs at the end of the hall is an altar made of black ore. There is a blood-red blanket spread on the altar, and two candles are burning, emitting an unusual green light.
On the walls to the left, right and behind the altar, there is a long tapestry hanging in a zigzag manner, showing the scene of a ferocious man using his spiked gloves to penetrate the enemy's chest...
Brian waved his hand, and a spell flashed through him. The tapestry was lifted up by him and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, an arch carved out of unknown black marble and resembling a relief appeared in their sight.
"Is this arch the portal leading to Zhentil Castle?" Brian looked at the ranger beside him and asked.
“That’s right.” Azala nodded with an ugly face and said, “Don’t act rashly, we must break the arch within one minute, otherwise, Bozor will definitely notice it. arrived and used teleportation spells to stop it, but..."
Azala did not continue, but Brian had already guessed what he meant, "It's just that this teleportation gate has divine power. It's impossible to destroy it in a short time, right?"
"That's right." Azara nodded, "Although I am the chosen one of the Forest Goddess, I am not a spellcaster. , it cannot be destroyed by magic."
"Then why did you break into Krag Castle alone in the first place?" After hearing this, Brian suddenly became curious.
"Alas...it's hard to explain in words." Azala looked embarrassed.
“Since it’s hard to say it all, then don’t say it.” Brian guessed what he was thinking. The other party was probably trying to persuade the fallen paladin Seluer through his sharp tongue. .
It can be seen from Azala's slightly painful expression at this moment that he has completely given up on the leader of the Black Hope Legion.
Otherwise, if you practice healing skills and suffer the torture of a whip at the same time, wouldn’t it all hit the dog, and it would still be a licking dog?
Carefully observing the architectural style of the portal and the vague divine power emanating from it, Brian only realized at this moment that it turned out that the two legendary spells given to him by the mage god Azuth were both Don't have any deep meaning.
"Let me do it." Without wasting any more time, he immediately prepared the legendary spell "Great Collapse" and released it on the portal.
With a faint golden light flashing on the portal, this arch-like building began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye in the blink of an eye. In just a few moments, it turned into a pile of ruins.
At this moment, a rich dark energy rose from the ruins, and while it was constantly rolling and surging, it condensed into a shadow that exuded a pale golden light.
The sudden appearance of the shadow was tall and thin, with a nose like a shark's fin emerging from his bony face. His eyes were like steel, and his beard hung down to his waist, with bunches of thin ropes. The long hair is slightly flowing.
"Oops, it's Bozor, the chosen one of the Dark Lord. How did he appear here?" After seeing the true identity of the shadow, Azara's expression changed drastically, and his whole body tightened like a long bow with full strings.
"Don't be nervous, it's just a shadow, nothing to be afraid of." Brian patted the ranger on the shoulder with a relaxed expression, and looked into Bozor's steel-like eyes with interest.
"Manrazon, what's going on?" Bozor's majestic voice echoed in the secret room, "Who destroyed the portal, why can't I sense its position?"
< br>"If you can't sense it, just open your eyes and see who we are, and you will understand." Brian replied calmly.
"Huh?" Bozor's eyes flashed with clarity, falling on Brian, and he subconsciously asked: "Who are you? How dare you ruin my plan."
"When did the Dark Trading Network's intelligence system become so bad?" Brian said in a slightly mocking tone, "Then just call it the Tinnitus Trading Network to avoid embarrassment."
"Again It's you!" Bozor recognized Brian's identity, "Mage Lord of Mokou Town, you dare to ruin my plan before I even settle the score with you!"
"I will ruin it! What can you do to me?" Brian thought for a moment and said in provocative words, "I also blew up your portal, come and deal with me."
"..." Azara breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he looked at Brian slightly speechlessly, obviously confused by the other party's actions.
"Hmph!" Faced with Brian's provocation, Bozor's shadow said angrily: "Ignorant mortal, you think you can thwart the Dark Lord's plan with this method, you are naive!"
"I don't know if it can be stopped, but I exploded the portal through which you invaded Shadow Valley." Brian continued, "I will also hinder all your subsequent plans."
"Just by virtue of that. You? You are not overestimating your abilities." Bozor snorted: "I can kill you at will! Just enjoy yourself and cherish the little time you have left."
< br>"In that case, I will be waiting for your arrival at any time." Brian said, "When you come to Shadow Valley, the followers of the Dark Sun and the clone of Mansong will definitely take this opportunity to take over your home. Of course, you can also choose not to believe it.”
How did he know?
Bozor looked surprised and fell into silence, as if to confirm the authenticity of Brian's words.
"What? You still don't believe it?" Brian continued: "I already knew in advance that Manson's vampire clone hidden in Mask of the Night and the undead clone in Raven Fortress have set out to seek revenge on you. You The dark intelligence network system won’t have tinnitus again.”
It seems that he really understands the situation in Fort Til.
Bozor was shocked by Brian's words, which made him temporarily suppress the idea of going to Shadow Valley in person, choosing to believe that the power of Shadow City and the Drow family would be able to complete this mission.
“It seems that you really don’t dare to come.” Brian continued to challenge: “Then you just stay in your lair and wait for me to kill you like a BOSS. Brush it off, and then let you put on sexy black stockings and play the role of a crossdresser."
"Mansong has experienced this personally. If you don't believe it, you can ask it yourself when you meet. By the way, I’ll learn some experience about women’s clothing in advance.” He made the final addition.
What? Has Mansong ever done such a shameful thing?
As a chosen one of the Dark Lord, he could feel that what the mage lord said was true. This made him realize that he had inadvertently found a handle on his mortal enemy Manson, and he must humiliate him when the time came. Look at the founder of the Zhentarim, huh.
“Then I will wait for your arrival!”
Bozor’s tone seemed to be chewing steel, and every word was filled with murderous intent, “I will kill every bone of yours. Take them out, crush them, and feed them all to the dogs."
"It seems that you must have a good relationship with the dogs." Brian teased: "Oh, I almost forgot, aren't you the Dark Lord. It’s a dog you raise, so you cherish each other.”
"I..."
Bozor was furious at Brian's teasing words. He was about to fight back, but found that Brian had cast a spell to disperse his shadow in advance.
His words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't hold them back, so that he was shaking with anger.
"Let's go." Brian threw the Asaba pendant to Azara and said solemnly:
"Bozor dare not come to Shadow Valley for the time being. We must take advantage of this opportunity to drive out all the invaders. Your next task is to go to the Old Skull Tavern, work with Leoson to incite the residents of the valley and contact the Elf Expeditionary Force of Cormanthor.”
"I understand." Azara nodded solemnly, and then couldn't help but asked curiously: "Mr. Brian, was Mansong really forced to wear black stockings and women's clothing?"
"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can ask your mother, she is one of the leading perpetrators." Brian said to him with a smile.
The lineup of participants in this matter was very luxurious. The seven Northland sisters and Elminster directly made the former Zhentarim leader Manson dumbfounded.
Brian accidentally learned this from Storm.
After saying that, he took out a black communication crystal and said, "I won't go with you. Next I need to meet an old friend."
"Old friend?" Azara was stunned for a moment, looked at Brian, and was about to ask, but unfortunately it was too late, the other party had already stepped on the teleportation circle and disappeared.
However, he was still using the light of the magic circle, and was shocked to find that Brian's communication crystal actually had such a symbol printed on it: a unique pattern composed of three mountain peaks and a moon-like silver ball. .
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In the gloomy underground palace shrouded in shadow, a dozen pale will-o'-the-wisps floated in the dim hall, adding a touch of terror to the silent atmosphere in front of them.
The Valley of Shadows was retaken by the Elven Expeditionary Force and the Valley Armed Forces!
Yada Tanshur, the second prince of the City of Shadows, and his three brothers who came to support him, received this shocking news as soon as they arrived at the underground palace of the Lich Arokar in the Valley of Shadows.
“These idiots from the Zhentarim!”
A sinister and cold voice appeared from the darkness of the underground palace, and with the sound of high heels hitting the ground, a man wearing loose clothes A witch with withered white hair and a bright red dress appeared in the hall, "Especially that bitch Seluer, who was so arrogant that she went to attack the Misty Valley, allowing the enemy to seize the opportunity and take back the Shadow Valley."< br>
"What should we do next?" Yada glanced at the witch demon Arokar who appeared from the darkness, and then looked at his three brothers.
Ecacia looked at the mural of an elf bathing on the wall with gleaming eyes. Oripa, as usual, hugged his 'goddess' ancient sword of the underworld and leaned against the pillar in silence. Agrela looked like she was deep in thought with her eyes closed.
"Selu'er has sent me a message." The witch demon sat on her skeleton throne, crossing her legs, revealing her long, dilapidated and rotten legs from the hem of her skirt.
"She has assembled her troops and is preparing to counterattack the Shadow Valley. Let us cooperate with their actions and work together to kill the valley armed forces and the Elven Expeditionary Force. What do you think?"
Witch Witch In the empty eye sockets, light spots the size of rice grains flickered slightly, making Yada feel an inexplicable chill.
“Not very good.” Agrila opened her eyes, her deep dark eyes flashed with a light red light, and analyzed: “The purpose of the Zhentarim is to conquer the Valley of Shadows, the Marimoda family’s The purpose is to establish a stronghold from the Underdark to the surface in the Tower of Distortion to facilitate their hunting of elves on the surface, and our goal is to completely tear apart the Demonic Network."
"If we assist them in occupying the Valley of Shadows. , is undoubtedly creating opportunities for the enemy to destroy the Lost Lady's plan." He added in a gentle tone, "After all, the Witch of Shadow Valley, Shiron, has sacrificed her own silver fire, which has seriously hindered the progress of our plan. It must not be delayed any longer.”
"What do you mean?" the witch asked with her skinny eyebrows wrinkled.
"It's very simple." Agrela sneered, "Secure the underground palace, and then use the Zhentarim and the Drow family to delay the enemy to speed up the progress of tearing the magic network."
"Yes, this is indeed the best way at the moment, and it is also Elsweir's true idea." The Witch agreed with the Prince of Shadows, and then changed the subject, and her cold tone made the whole hall seem to be radiating a bone-chilling chill. :
“But Lady Lost is a goddess who keeps secrets. She doesn’t want her secrets to be known to too many people. So, seeing you shadow people staying in my underground palace, just thinking about it It can make people feel nauseated. "
"In fact, I think so too," Agrela took the initiative to take a step forward and said coldly, "After all, I never intended to stay. For a lich like you, you choose to set up traps on the outside and wait quietly for your prey to take the bait.”
"What's more surprising to me is that you still feel nausea and nausea." He looked at the witch demon on the throne of bones and said in a bad voice:
"Do you feel nauseated? A Luo Miss Karl, I have long heard that as long as it is related to the restoration of the body, even if it requires you to apply all the essence of life energy on your loose and rotten skin, you are willing to do it. After all, you can't even do it. You have no sense of smell or taste. This is not a problem at all for you, is it? So I am curious, what makes you sick? Please don't take this question as an insult or a provocation. I am really curious. What makes the lich feel nauseous? "
"Don't you know what it is?" The witch's shriveled chest heaved and she retorted without any sign of weakness.
"How should I call you? Should I call you Prince Tanshur, or Little Prince Licking Dog? So I am also very curious, what kind of taste do you have that you would be obsessed with Ms. Polaris to that extent, even if she is inauspicious in her later years? , you don’t want to give up. It’s a pity that in the end, I didn’t even look at you once until my death. Little prince, please don’t take this question as an insult or a provocation. I am also really curious about what Bryceis is. This place fascinated you so much that you still can’t forget it. You even sent people to the Underdark to find the floating tomb where she once fell. Are you planning to do something with the rubber model in the tomb?”
"You don't have to worry about it now." Agrela said angrily:
"So this disgusts you. Of course, this is understandable. After all, you have unique taste. Yes, you have unique taste. Even your two daughters have very unique taste. After all, they are biological children. This is also true. It's understandable. Otherwise, the three of you, mother and daughter, wouldn't serve a man together. What's even more shocking is that in order to fight for power, the two daughters even joined forces to kill their own mother, and were eventually forced to transform into a lich. You turned into a bastard with dark, yellow skin and mold, and you dream about being a girl in heat every day. Are you planning to show your heat to a ghoul?"
See When the two of them were facing each other tit for tat, showing no signs of weakness, Yada rubbed his head with a headache. He knew that something like this would happen.
After all, the witch Arokar was not only an arcanist during the Netherese era, but also Agrela's former rival, because she tried to steal Lady Polaris's tomb many times, claiming that there might be something hidden inside. A Nese scroll was blocked by Agrilla.
Before the magic network collapsed, she was assassinated by her two daughters in order to fight for the right to inherit the floating city. She was eventually forced to transform into a lich and survives to this day.
“I can see it.” Just when Yada had a headache and didn’t know how to persuade Agrila, Ecacia came over and said with a smile, “This witch demon must have been a great beauty when she was alive.”< br>
Needless to say?
Yada was too lazy to talk to his younger brother who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.
"We are here to complete the Lost Lady's plan." He reminded Ekasia in a stern tone, "We are not here to fall in love with the witch."
"She will die. After this, what are you afraid of?" Ekasia said unconvinced, "She won't eat you."
"But she is a lich.
"So?" Ekasia said nonchalantly, "I'm still a ghost. A ghost and a lich are a perfect match. Don't you want to give it a try?"
"...A three-year-old child Everyone knows that lichs are dangerous," Yada said dryly. After saying this, he couldn't help but recall a ridiculous thing that Ecacia had done in Cormanso.
He actually relied on his Shadow Ranger tracking ability to chase a Beno Lich, a lich transformed from an elf, through at least three dungeons, and then finally pinned her down in a corner and lifted her up. The bone-white chin kissed him so hard that I couldn't bear to look at him...
"But I'm more dangerous than the lich." Ecacia smiled, and before leaving, she didn't forget to look back. The witch demon was already shaking with anger from Agrela.
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(End of this chapter)