Seeing this horrific scene, the gray dwarf merchant woke up from the shock instantly.
Having wandered in the Underdark for many years, he recognized the identity of the monster almost instinctively.
Talakot's face changed suddenly, and he cursed loudly and gave orders: "Damn it, it's a choke monster! Quick, fire the adamantine crossbow and aim at that monster!"
In fact, it's not at all. There was no need for him to urge them, the experienced gray dwarf warriors had already taken action.
They held up the heavy crossbow steadily and quickly loaded the adamantine arrows that shone with sharp light.
Accompanied by the "whooshing" sound of arrows piercing the air, dozens of specially-made crossbow arrows roared up to the top of the cave, piercing through the thick stalactite pillars that blocked the flight path, and disappeared into the deep cave top.
Immediately afterwards, a strange cry of "gurgling" came from the top of the cave, and wisps of scarlet-green blood kept dripping down.
And the scream of the choke monster is like sandpaper rubbing against the stone, making people feel hairy.
Although the adamantine crossbow is powerful, the choke monster is also very flexible, especially on the top of the intricate cave, like an octopus in the deep sea, able to move freely.
Seeing the seriously injured choke monster trying to escape, the gray dwarf businessman Taracott's face changed and he shouted, "Don't let it run away. This guy is very vindictive. If he runs away, he will be very angry." It's possible to come with us, shoot it!"
Brian on the side saw this situation and did not choose to stand idly by.
The moment he locked onto the fleeing choke monster through the fluctuations of his spiritual force field, his thoughts moved slightly, and a pure force field energy began to condense.
In an instant, his palm seemed to turn into a huge iron pincer, and the "Bigby Grasping Palm" appeared like lightning, easily locking the choke monster that was running madly on the roof of the cave.
Like an eagle catching a chicken, the choke monster was firmly grasped by the huge dark blue palm, and it was easily sent within the shooting range of the gray dwarf warriors. .
Seeing this scene, the gray dwarf businessman suddenly showed joy. It was unbelievable that the choke monster that gave him such a headache could be subdued by Brian so easily.
Of course, he also knew that this was not the time for him to admire the other person and express gratitude.
Talakot immediately waved his arms and commanded his gray dwarf warriors: "Good opportunity! Don't be soft-hearted, continue to release your adamantine crossbow arrows! Shoot it to death, and let me shoot it. Even its mother can’t recognize it! Avenge our two dead brothers!”
The arrows were flying fast and fiercely.
With each adamantine crossbow arrow whizzing past, the choker's body was shot into a sieve.
At the end of the battle, the old faces of these gray dwarves with bare heads and white beards showed expressions of great joy and hope that they would survive the disaster.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Brian. I didn't expect you to be such a powerful mage."
Talacott directed his subordinates to clean the battlefield, while he ran to Brian diligently and expressed his gratitude. Thank you, and said with a bit of embarrassment and self-blame:
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Brian, I didn't know that Mr. Brian had such a strong strength, so please don't be offended by the offensive words about the arena before. "
"It's okay." Brian shook his head nonchalantly and said to Taracott with a slightly serious look:
"You don't need to feel pressured by this, I will follow. The purpose of the caravan, apart from causing trouble, is mainly to go to the ancient city of Orens. Do you understand what I mean?”
"Of course, of course I understand."
Taracott instantly understood what Brian meant, and immediately patted his thick chest and assured Brian with a smile on his face:
"Don't worry, sir. , with me, Tarakot, I can definitely make it easy for you to enter and leave the ancient city of Orens.”
Next, under the leadership of Tarakot, the caravan continued deep into the maze-like tunnel. .
There is no time to waste, every step forward is full of unknowns and adventures.
During this long journey, despite encountering countless difficulties and obstacles, such as the tenacious resistance of the bear tribe in the marsh, the ferocious attacks of the tauren warriors, and even the mysterious appearance of the abyss demon, under the guidance of Brian, the legendary mage, Under shelter, all threats seem insignificant. Brian is like a beacon in the darkness in the caravan, always able to cast magical spells at critical moments to drive away all dangers.
Every movement and every spell he made was like an inspiring war song, making the members of the caravan awe and feel at ease.
As the owner of the caravan, Talakot couldn't help but admire and trust Brian even more when he saw Brian's amazing strength.
His attitude became more attentive as a result.
After about five days of travel, the caravan finally arrived at the ancient city of Orens, full of exhaustion and slight relief.
Brian stood on a level stalactite, looking at the land he had missed during his escape.
He was so impressed that his heart was filled with emotion and novelty.
At first, when he was running for his life in a hurry for survival, how could he be in the mood to appreciate the scenery along the way.
Now, fate has made him stand here again, so naturally he cannot miss the opportunity to observe.
Under the ancient city of Orens, Brian stopped to look into the distance and was deeply attracted by the sight in front of him.
What is unique about this city is that it does not have crude and dull artificial buildings.
Towering stalagmites and hanging stalactites, these natural masterpieces are cleverly used by the residents of the city.
With patience that matched the lifespan of the dark elves, they hollowed out the interiors of these boulders and transformed them into family castles that were sleek and harmonious in appearance, but independent of each other.
Wherever Brian looked, colorful magical flames were jumping, illuminating the exquisite carvings on buildings of various shapes that were astonishingly beautiful.
These buildings are as gorgeous as a dream, and their magnificence is dizzying.
In fact, the city of Ancient Orens itself is just like the drow - clean, smooth, and elegant.
Every stone and every carving here reveals a perfect fusion of nature and humanity.
More than tens of thousands of dark elves live here. They are comfortable and wealthy, love each other, love and kill each other, and then fall in love again after killing each other.
Bryan lowered the brim of his hat and followed the gray dwarf merchant Taracott's caravan through many checkpoints. After going through many twists and turns, he finally entered the heart of the city.
Along the way, the dark elves' inquiries continued one after another like endless boulders, making people breathless.
However, the sight in front of him made Brian confused.
What he saw and heard during the journey made him realize that everything here seemed different from what he had remembered.
Despite countless hardships and so many years, he still clearly remembers every scene in the game.
In the depths of the Underdark, the real source of chaos is the god that the drow believe in - Lolth, the Spider Queen.
This powerful god once tried to jump from a medium level of divine power to a higher level of divine power, but fell into a brief slumber due to the impact of power.
During Lolth's slumber, the drow priestesses of the Underdark lost the ability to cast divine magic.
Faced with sudden changes, many unprepared priestesses fell into deep panic.
As you can imagine, this chaos triggered a series of chain reactions.
Countless suppressed male drow began to resist, whether it was their physical posture or their position of power, they all wanted to take the upper hand. (End of chapter)