Chapter 67: All-out Attack
Just when Nohir was considering whether to go down to find out what was going on, the few remaining shapeshifters hiding in the cellar had been frightened by this sudden turn of events. They originally planned to They rushed up with the Baal assassins, but before they could even take two steps, the assassins who came up completely stopped making any movement.
Especially the Reaper, who was the first to be silent. As believers of Baal, these shapeshifters naturally knew how strong the Reaper was, and that was why they felt fear.
After all, how many seconds have passed? How could a reaper who was powerful enough to have the title die inexplicably! If it weren't for that distinctly male voice, they would have even thought that Jaheira was back!
"What to do? What to do! We are dead, this mission failed! We are completely dead!"
A shapeshifter collapsed and grabbed his head with his claws, and expressed his inner panic to other companions through telepathy. After all, he was right, they would not be able to survive after this mission was messed up!
Even if they can escape from the hands of the monster outside, the evil thoughts will never let them go, because the followers of Baal will never allow failure!
“The evil thoughts will definitely take out our internal organs and feed them to his gnoll pets, then peel off our skins completely and cut our flesh and blood carefully, and we will definitely still be alive at that time!”< br>
Transformers have the ability to communicate telepathically with the same kind. Some particularly powerful transformers can even develop this ability outwards, making them able to detect the thoughts of others. However, these few Shapeshifters obviously don't have this ability.
The other three shapeshifters were also very frightened, especially the harsh and rough psychic communication that amplified their annoyance. But at this moment, one of the shapeshifters suddenly used powerful psychic abilities to overwhelm them. In order to overcome the fear of other companions, he shouted loudly at other shapeshifters in the realm of the soul.
"Hurry up and turn off your damn telepathy! Calm down!"
The other transformation monsters directly stimulated by this wave of telepathy covered their heads, and the transformation monster immediately spoke again.
"As long as we can kill the monster outside and disguise everything before the Flame Fist comes, our mission will still not be considered a failure!"
"Those assassins are just We are not killed because of our incompetence! Our race is much better than those inferior humans!"
"What can we do? We’re all going to die! The guy outside may rush in and chop us all to death!”
"Shut your rotten, stinking stupid brain!"
Another strong spiritual explosion suppressed the opposition of other shapeshifters. This shapeshifter frowned, and his narrow eyes His evil eyes kept shrinking, and in just a few seconds, a large amount of saliva was secreted from his mouth full of sharp teeth.
Kelenvor, the god of death, seems to be walking slowly outside, and may swing his scythe at any time. Under such tremendous pressure, he is almost driven crazy, but the shape-shifter is vicious, cruel and cherishes his own life. This trait makes him still want to think about any possibility of breaking the situation.
At this moment, maybe Barr really showed up. He suddenly looked at the captives tied up behind him, and a vicious idea jumped out directly in his evil heart!
“Listen carefully now, I have a plan!”
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Outside the cellar door, as the two assassins rushed out, about 30 seconds had passed. After Nohir made that sigh, he decided not to wait any longer. He was cautious. He held the weapon and maintained a high degree of concentration, slowly walking towards the cellar, when he was only two or three meters away from the cellar door.
"Wait! Wait! Don't come here! We have hostages on our hands! We have your companions on our hands! If you don't want them to be disemboweled, just stay there and don't move!"
This almost harsh tone made Nohill pause for a moment, but then he walked towards the cellar door again, as if he was not disturbed by anything, his iron boots stepped on the wooden board. The crisp sound it made was extremely clear.
"Isn't there still a living person here? Why don't you come out and see it? Are the followers of the God of Murder a bunch of weaklings?"
Such provocative words seemed to make the assassin below become furious.
"Idiot! Insulting the followers of the God of Murder would be the stupidest move you have ever made in your life!" "Really?"
Nohir He jumped directly from the entrance of the cellar, and then suddenly opened his wings in mid-air. The strong wind generated by the movement of the wings blew away all the debris within a few meters around him.
“Cam, Cambion!”
The assassins shouted in surprise, after all, Cambion was still very famous, and Nohir's reaction to this was.
Ah, here we go again, here we go again, here we go again, will you die if you look at me more closely? Do I really look that much like those hell demons?
But Nohir is too lazy to explain, especially to these dying people.
After a quick scan and no traps were found, Nohir fell directly to the ground.
The space of this basement is very large, because it not only occupies the first floor of this three-story building, but also digs an extra 5 feet below the bridge, so it is a bit inappropriate to call this room a basement. Not quite appropriate.
There were many tables and straw in the room, with no additional windows. The walls were hung with torches and oil lamps. Three Baal assassins wearing leather armor held daggers in their hands, one by one against the necks of the hostages in their hands.
Nohir saw Ensor and the boss's two half-orc bodyguards. He also saw another dwarf and a half-elf. At this time, these people either fell behind the assassins, or They held daggers in front of him.
Everyone has their eyes open, their consciousness is awake, but their bodies have been completely paralyzed. Some people have wounds opened by daggers, but it seems that Nohir arrived in time, and they did not There were no fatal injuries, not even crippling injuries.
"Stop! I don't care who you are! Stop now! Otherwise I will slit his throat and pick out his intestines!"
Stand at the front The assassin saw that Nohir was still walking forward. He nervously grasped the dagger, and then pressed the edge of the dagger firmly against Ensor's neck. Scarlet blood seeped out directly. , and because of his height, Ensor himself was strangled by the neck with his left arm and hung in the air. It looked like he was about to die.
"Okay, okay, calm down, don't get excited."
Nohir folded his wings and raised his hands. The battle ax in his hand was only held with his thumb. He seemed to be no longer threatening at all.
"Throw the ax away..."
At the moment when the assassin had not finished speaking, Nohill suddenly clenched the battle ax in his hand, using the strength of his waist and arms. With a sudden force, as a strong wind howled, the two Vampires in his hand flew directly across each other at a speed far beyond what ordinary people could react!
His flying ax can be said to be powerful and planned for a long time. Almost in an instant, the two flying axes hit the targets chosen by Nohir. Nohir also took advantage of this attack and leaned down, his strong legs suddenly exerted force, and launched the second heavenly movement!
The two flying axes chopped off half of the faces of the two assassins in an instant, and their whole bodies were carried backwards by the huge force. The hostages in their hands fell directly to the ground, and Nuo Xi I myself was like a cannonball shooting out!
The moment he sped away, Nohill relied on his superb agility and powerful dynamic vision to directly grasp the remaining assassin's right arm and tight grip holding the weapon with both hands. Holding Ensor's left arm tightly, the strong finger force directly crushed his forearm and dragged it forward violently.
Because this sudden drag caused the assassin to let go of the hostage in his arms, Ensor fell directly downwards, so Nohir had no worries!
He directly used a full headbutt and hit the assassin's chest hard! The originally hard horn crown became even harder after wearing this legendary armor. Coupled with Nohill's super physical fitness and the speed brought by the eagle totem, his head hammer directly hit his chest. It was dented a lot, and the whole person was knocked directly to the wall more than ten meters behind. He died on the spot before he could even let out a scream!
(End of this chapter)