"Who the hell can tell me where these devils come from?"
A human warrior wearing plate armor raised his two-handed sword and pushed back two Barb Demons (Baba Demons) who rushed up with machetes, and cursed loudly through gritted teeth.
From his slightly red face, it is easy to see that he was obviously drunk and fell asleep on the table. He was awakened by the sound of the door being broken, and then he was involved in this inexplicable fight.
The dwarf Brotho took up his ax and chopped down several lemures that came in at once. He shouted without looking back: "Idiot! Don't you know that the portal under the Dragonspear Castle leads to Baator Hell?"
The first level of Avernus? These devils must have come from there."
"But didn't that portal say it was sealed by the mage from Waterdeep City?" the human warrior asked with a confused look on his face.
"Seal? Ha! If you believe the nonsense those mages say, you are too naive. What's more, there is always a way to open the seal. Look at the number of these devils, I dare to bet my head that they will definitely
The seal of the portal was opened by some unknown method."
Brotto's tone was full of sarcasm.
Like most dwarves, this guy obviously has a prejudice and distrust towards the power of arcane magic.
Likewise, I have no favorable impression of arcane spellcasters such as mages and warlocks.
Of course, except those "clients" who made him a lot of gold coins.
While the two were talking, a young priest was besieged by three or four little devils, and he was forced to retreat continuously.
Especially the highly poisonous tail stinger. If you are not careful, you may be knocked down in minutes.
Forced to have no choice, he could only raise his shield to protect his head and neck, while shouting for help at the top of his lungs: "Damn it! There are too many of these devils! It's endless! Who can help me?"
"Hahahaha! Poor little thing! Those guys can't even protect themselves now, how can they still have time to save you. Accept your fate! You are going to die soon."
A horned demon (Fanna demon), who looks very similar to a pit fiend but is obviously much smaller, just walked in from the hotel door. He grinned with a cold and cruel smile.
Just when he started to chant a spell and prepare to release the fireball spell into the crowd and completely defeat this "rabble", he suddenly felt that the magic energy he had gathered suddenly dissipated for some unknown reason.
Counterspell?
The mid-level commander of the Hell Legion suddenly raised his head and noticed Zuo Si and his party standing at the top of the stairs.
The next second...
Huntington shot the enchanted arrow that was enhanced by [Advanced Demonized Weapon].
Since the original pulling force of [Strong Arm Bow] is very amazing, and the initial kinetic energy given to the arrow is much higher than that of other bows, and the distance is very close, the Horned Demon had no time to dodge, and was hit in the chest by the sharp arrow on the spot.
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The silver coating on the arrowhead came into contact with blood instantly, causing him to scream and wail in pain.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!! Bastard! Kill him!"
The furious horned devil pulled out the arrow from his body with force and gave new orders to the low-level devils under his command.
And he himself was very careful to hide behind and chant the spell, planning to use another fireball spell.
It has to be said that unlike high-level demons who like to be "reckless" in person, high-level demons are simply more "stubborn" than the last.
Because those who don't know how to "gou" have basically died on the battlefield of "bloody battle".
Only those who are cautious enough to know how to take advantage of any devil can survive and get a chance to be promoted.
But unfortunately, the low-level lemures, little devils and barb devils that are cannon fodder are obviously no match for Dragonborn Knight Davian.
In just one encounter, the latter used his shield to knock over six or seven guys who rushed up to launch a siege, and stabbed two or three to death with the flaming sword.
With the attribute blessing brought by the enhanced magic, Davian's strength is estimated to have exceeded thirty points. Even if the Horned Demon rushes up in person, it is impossible to take advantage, let alone the cannon fodder in these demon legions.
In the blink of an eye, all the demons that came up in the first wave were dead.
Some of them were stabbed to death by long swords, some had their heads cut off by the sharp edge of shields, and some had their heads and hearts pierced by sharp arrows shot by Huntington.
Because the latter wears the [Archer's Eye] amulet, he often hits the enemy's vital points unknowingly under the guidance of magical power.
As for Zuo Si himself, he played a spell confrontation game with the horned demon hiding behind.
No matter what kind of spell-like ability the opponent uses, he will immediately activate the creator's [Spell and Barrier Destruction], directly absorb the magical energy gathered by the opponent, and then store it into his own mana pool.
As a result, the Horned Demon's spell was halfway through chanting when he found that the energy he had finally gathered could not form a stable spell structure, and he had to interrupt it.
This happened several times, leaving him completely confused about the situation.
At the beginning, the devil tried to deceive Zuo Si into using spell slots for magic countermeasures by pretending to chant spells or using spell-like abilities with no limit on the number of times.
But in the end, when more than a dozen spells were continuously destroyed, the Horned Demon finally realized that it was not a magical counterattack at all, but another special power that he didn't understand at all.
Otherwise, it is impossible for a normal mage to have so many spell slots to continuously counter the [Advanced Teleportation Technique] up to the seventh level.
"Who are you?" the Horned Demon narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Don't you know who I am? In other words, you don't know what the purpose of this operation is, right?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
Instantly!
The Horned Demon fell into silence, his two eyes glowing with orange-red light, as if burning flames, flashing continuously.
It is not difficult to see from this reaction that he knows nothing at all and is just executing the orders issued by the Hell Fiend.
After realizing this, Zuo Si immediately showed a playful expression: "Ah! It seems that I really don't know anything. In this case, there is no value in staying."
The words have not yet been spoken!
A ball of black energy that burned like a flame suddenly appeared out of thin air on his hand.
Before the horned devil could react to what was happening, the energy turned into ten arrows and launched a group attack on the remaining devils in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.
All the unlucky ones who were hit developed severe symptoms of poisoning and disease within a very short period of time.
And this terrifying situation makes the devils who have never been sick or poisoned inevitably fall into panic.
Some of them tried to pull off the diseased part, while others stood there at a loss, staring dumbfounded at the strange changes taking place in their bodies.
After a while, those low-level devils collectively received a one-way ticket back to their hometown in Baator Hell.
The corpse turned into balls of energy that were absorbed by Zuo Si, turning into a "fake life" that lasted for an hour.
"God... divine power! Are you a chosen one of the gods?" The horned demon's eyes widened in disbelief.
As a mid-level commander of the devil's army, he is obviously not as ignorant of divine power as the low-level devils.
Quite the opposite!
Intermediate and high-level devils understand God far better than their mortal enemies.
"The answer is correct. It's a pity that you knew it too late."
After that, Zuo Si began to try to control the divine power entering the opponent's body, and then make those viruses, bacteria and toxins more terrifying as much as possible.
Ever since he read the research notes on the goddess of magic "Silver Fire" written by Elminster himself, he had a completely new understanding of the energy of divine power.
At the same time, they also began to try to develop attack methods that fit the characteristics of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and Baal, the god of murder.
The devil in front of me just became the perfect experimental subject.
Because not only does the horned devil hardly get sick, it is completely poisonous and has a certain degree of spell resistance.
If a new ability developed works for them, other creatures must not be immune.
Poof!
In less than two or three seconds, the Horned Demon's eyeballs filled with fire elements and evil energy suddenly burst without warning.
Then his nearly immortal body began to decay and deteriorate at an incredible speed, emitting a pungent stench.
No sound can be made!
Because the entire body from the mouth to the throat was completely ulcerated, the muscles of the body and limbs were completely lost due to the high-speed decomposition of unknown bacteria.
In the end, even the outer skin and bones were melted into the black energy mass little by little, leaving no trace of its existence.
"Strengthening the catabolism speed of mutated bacteria through divine power. It seems to have a good effect. From now on, this trick will be called [Return to Nature]."
Zuo Si casually absorbed the last energy ball while recalling the feeling of controlling divine power just now.
At this point, the lobby on the first floor of this hotel is no longer threatened by the devil.
However, including the boss and all the adventurers, no one showed any expressions of surviving the disaster. Instead, they stared at the ten-year-old boy with even more frightened eyes.
Combined with the "chosen one" that the horned demon just called out, coupled with this highly identifiable age and appearance, many people realized that Zuo Si was Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease who has been rumored and talked about everywhere recently.
To be continued...