"It turns out that the goddess's followers are hiding here."
The legendary mage Dual-wielding Gandalf, known as Guang Chuang, was wearing a white robe and carrying two long swords on his back. He followed the coalition forces to the slums next to the dock area, preparing to crusade against the evil goddess of the night.
Don't ask him why a mage doesn't carry a staff, but only carries two swords. This is the characteristic of a legendary strong man.
Didn’t you see that in addition to the staff, the Archmage Elminster is also equipped with a sword?
A true master never sticks to one fighting style.
Paladins and priests sent by various temples quickly surrounded a slum street. There was a dilapidated warehouse on one side of the street, which was very inconspicuous.
"It's very efficient. We found the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Night in Deep Water City so quickly."
Archmage Elminster glanced at the warehouse in front of him and was a little surprised.
The goddess of the night likes things that are hidden, and her followers follow suit and are good at hiding. Many of them are old shady people who like to plot conspiracies in secret and establish various cults and illegal interest groups.
They are even used to building temples and strongholds underground, making them highly concealable.
Therefore, Shar's church is mainly composed of underground units, and the church's pastors do not have an obvious uniform dress. Similarly, there is a hidden and complex organization under the church, and all pastors of each independent sect are subject to
The commanding leadership of senior members, a high-ranking priest is responsible for commanding a large area.
Therefore, although the Church of the Goddess of the Night is the leading secret church in Faerûn, many people know nothing about this mysterious church.
But this time, Heim, the God of Justice, united with dozens of gods. With the combined efforts of the gods and the sharing of information, all secrets were revealed.
Although the Church of the Goddess of the Night's stronghold in Waterdeep City was well hidden, it was still discovered.
"Are you going to do it now?"
Guangchuang's eyes were sharp and he frowned slightly when he saw many poor people with sallow faces and thin skin around the streets.
To avoid alarming the enemy, the city government only banned shipping in the dock area, but the residents living in the nearby streets did not evacuate.
In this case, once a war breaks out, many innocent civilians will inevitably be harmed.
Archmage Elminster also frowned slightly, and some priests of the Good God showed unbearable expressions.
The city lord Grafit didn't think the lives of a group of untouchables in the slums were important, so he said impassionedly:
"Everyone, don't be merciful to women. These are necessary sacrifices. For the sake of justice, justice must prevail!"
Some priests of the God of Good were still hesitant, but the priests of the God of Justice decisively sent out a large group of paladins.
They were heavily armed, holding shields and spears, and surrounded the abandoned warehouse in formation, full of murderous intent.
As for the panicked civilians, they didn't bother to pay attention and kicked them aside if they blocked the road.
"justice?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Guang Chuang's face, "People in the world naively believe in justice and seek it from the outside world, but truly wise men know that justice may be in people's hearts, but it does not exist in Faerûn.
From Baldur's Gate to Waterdeep, from the Emerald River to Icewind Dale, from the Moon Sea to the Golden Forest, fairness and justice never exist, only power and power!"
This is the conclusion he came to after observing.
After the collision of light and darkness, and entering the dimensionally ascending state, he differentiated into more than 100,000 chaotic projections.
Because New Faerun is the main material plane, it is very important. He has probably hundreds of chaos projections invested in this plane, distributed throughout the continent.
According to his observations during this period, the continent of Faerûn is far more chaotic than the continent of Saigon.
This place is filled with the beliefs of many gods, and there are serious doctrinal differences. The churches of the gods attack each other, and there are constant bloody conflicts. The entire continent is unrest.
Here, fighting and killing are commonplace.
Those mercenaries who lick blood from their swords, and the adventurer teams that can be seen everywhere are proof of this.
Hearing Guang Chuang's words, Archmage Elminster showed a wry smile on his face, shook his head and said:
"Friend, you'd better not say this casually, the priest of the God of Justice doesn't like to hear it."
Guang Chuang raised his head and saw that not far ahead, several priests of the God of Justice turned their heads and glared at him.
Justice does not exist?
Who are you, kid, to dare to question the great God of Justice, Heim?
"Who is this guy?" A young pastor felt that his faith was offended and couldn't hold back his anger. He glared at Guang Chuang fiercely and prepared to come and cause trouble for him.
To deny justice is not to deny the God of justice?
It makes no sense...
Several older priests quickly held him down.
Gandalf is weird and rude, but the two legendary weapons, the long swords, cannot be faked.
There are two long swords, one blue and one red, with exquisite patterns and mysterious incantations engraved on them. Every inch of the sword is filled with powerful energy fluctuations, which is daunting.
They cannot easily offend such a strong man, especially at this juncture.
In short, it is not too late to eliminate the followers of the evil god first, and then teach Gandalf a lesson if possible.
“Bang!!”
Suddenly, the streets outside the warehouse exploded, the ground collapsed, and scorching orange flames sprayed out with sand and mud, killing dozens of guards and paladins, with blood and flesh flying everywhere!
The ground shook, the streets exploded and collapsed, and smoke and flames rose into the sky.
A large number of the coalition's vanguard troops were killed and wounded in an instant, panicking and screaming.
"What's going on!" the city lord roared in anger.
"We fell into a trap. The streets were hollowed out and a lot of explosives were buried. Because this is not magic, our scouts did not detect any abnormalities..."
"#%x#%...!"
The city lord yelled angrily, scolding his subordinates for being incompetent and scolding the enemy for not practicing martial ethics.
The explosion is just the beginning.
The next moment, poisonous clouds filled the air with the stench of death, and enchanted arrows shot through the air, densely packed, followed by rogue assassins, and various dark creatures, such as ogres and hobgoblins, rushed out from underground tunnels one after another.
.
"ah!"
"Ah, my leg is broken! Come and save me!"
"Don't crowd, retreat, retreat!"
The scene was chaotic.
The city guard and the coalition forces from the major temples were caught off guard.
Many warriors and paladins were killed, fell under various traps and arrows, or became food for monsters.
They underestimated the enemy too much.
I thought that the power of the coalition forces could crush the other side, so I didn't seriously explore this place, and now I paid the price in blood.
Guangchuang watched with cold eyes, occasionally waving his long sword. The legendary weapon released a dazzling sword light, cutting the flying arrows into ashes.
Swish!
He raised the sword in his hand and lowered it. Some of the ogres that rushed towards him and the wanderers that sneaked up close were all dismembered and shattered in the airtight blue sword light!
Soon he cleared a blank area.
The powerful force shocked everyone.
"well."
Archmage Elminster saw that the coalition forces were caught off guard by the Thieves Guild and the Dark Church and suffered heavy losses. He couldn't sit still and wanted to take action.
At this time, another powerful church, the clergy of Talos, Lord of Storms, took action.
"Boom boom boom!!"
The priests of the God of Storm and Destruction worked together to cast magical spells, and rivers of blue light fell from the sky, pouring onto the streets and warehouses of the slums.
It was an electric current flashing with dazzling light, and then blue, white, red and other colors of lightning balls rolled along the direction of the lightning river, blasting those dark creatures and assassins of the Thieves Guild into pieces.
The thunder flashed, filled with the power of the God of Destruction, and the situation was restored in one fell swoop.
"Taros, the god of storm and destruction, the powerful god..."
Guang Chuang narrowed his eyes, his eyes glowing with silver, as he watched the priests perform the Thunder Summoning Technique.
Those powerful divine thunders were also reflected in his silver divine eyes, and the power of the wind element and the mystery of the law of destruction were constantly analyzed and deciphered.
Then, pastors from other churches also took action.
The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing his magical powers.
Not to be outdone, the Thieves Guild and the Dark Church also mobilized, the most favored elite of the goddess among Shar believers, the Black Moon Monk Group (monks who work part-time as warlocks).
The battle soon reached a fever pitch.
On the battlefield, fighting spirit breaks out, sword light shines, various magical arts compete for glory, magic bombards indiscriminately, leaving corpses one after another.
Guangchuang has always been in the center of the battlefield, wielding two legendary swords in an airtight manner. Whether it is an enemy or a friendly force, anyone who dares to approach him will be chopped into pieces by the intertwined azure and red sword lights.
While he was killing leisurely, he used the "Eye of Deception" to record the battle scenes of paladins, warriors, mages, and priests.
In particular, he focused on various magical arts.
The secrets of various extraordinary professions in Faerûn, the essence of divine power, and the mysteries of laws... were all presented before his eyes.
"You have angered me. I don't know why the goddess ordered us to hibernate temporarily, but you rabble are not worthy of letting me retreat."
The big shot appears.
He was wearing a black velvet clergyman's clothing, covered with a long-sleeved dark purple robe, and the skilled man floated boldly in mid-air.
He chanted the incantation leisurely, magic power surged, and an indescribable darkness enveloped him, like a robe woven from death and night.
He raised his staff and made a gesture, and a huge vortex of dark energy appeared above the warehouse, like a filament of energy flowing into a shadow arrow, sweeping across the battlefield.
Puff puff!!
Dark shadows instantly enveloped the sky, and a large number of paladins and guards were shot through their bodies by shadow arrows. Their blood surged and dyed the earth red!
These dark arrows are so terrifying that they can corrode and penetrate steel shields.
A large number of the coalition forces were killed and injured in an instant. Even the magical shields held up by some priests were shot through by shadow arrows and fell into a pool of blood.
"Legendary spell!"
"This is a legendary mage! Damn it, there is actually a strong man of this level stationed in this stronghold!"
The coalition forces panicked.
Archmage Elminster couldn't help but take action.
"Let me be your opponent."
He rushed forward without fear, holding a sword in his left hand and a staff in his right hand.
Clang!!
The swords and staffs intersected, and a strong light tore through the sky and the earth. The thick clouds faded away, and the sunlight above the dark clouds cast down, dyeing Waterdeep City golden. The majestic magical energy was guided by him with ease, and turned into
The thick positive energy dispels all the shadows!
The brilliance is overwhelming, sweeping away the gloom.
"Elminster? I didn't expect you to be nosy, so let me, Vadim, see what you, the strongest mage in the old era, are capable of!"
The "Nightseeer" of the Church of the Dark Goddess (who monitors the activities of believers in a kingdom or a large area), the legendary mage Vadim said indifferently.
Facing Elminster, who was known as the strongest mage, he showed no sign of weakness. He raised his staff and sprayed out a jet of black lightning.
Elminster looked indifferent, raised his staff, and struck it.
The two of them fought in mid-air, and the power of the legendary spell was earth-shattering. Just the aftermath easily destroyed several streets, scaring everyone and quickly retreating.
Only Guangchuang remained indifferent, waving his two long swords, splitting thunder, extinguishing flames, and leisurely watching the battle.
Elminster is known as the strongest mage in Faerûn. He is indeed extremely powerful. In just a moment, he suppressed Vadim.
Vadim was very shocked and angry. He never expected that this remnant of the old era was so powerful, and when he saw a legendary warrior present, he gritted his teeth and decided to use his trump card.
He waved his left hand, and a scroll appeared in his hand, covered with mysterious spells and runes, and shining with a faint metallic luster.
Then, he held the scroll in front of him and faced Elminster.
Elminster was very decisive, and a bolt of thunder passed through the scroll and hit Vadim directly, making him shrink into a ball. The scroll was also torn apart by the thunder, turning into shimmering black fragments and flying in all directions.
One of the pitch-black fragments splashed onto him, piercing his magic shield and causing blood to spatter.
"The divine power scroll of the Night Goddess!"
Elminster was a little surprised, covering his bleeding wound, and backed away.
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The legendary mage Vadim was even more seriously injured and was almost chopped into ashes by thunder and fell to the ground.
Seeing that his trump card was useless, he ignored his embarrassment and immediately jumped into an underground tunnel next to the street and fled.
"Attack, rush in!"
When the city lord saw the battlefield littered with corpses, especially the city guards who had lost most of their casualties, his eyes turned red and he roared loudly.
The remaining paladins, priests and warriors gathered together, rushed into the collapsed warehouse, opened the cellar, and fought their way underground.
Elminster threw a healing spell on himself, took a breath, and was about to find Gandalf, but found that he had disappeared.
"Strange, where are the people?"
………
Guangchuang has quietly come underground, his body is transparent, like a ghost.
Even if the rogues of the Thieves Guild, the dark paladins and priests of Shar's Church passed by him, they would not be able to sense him.
He was already in a dimension-ascending state.
If you don't deliberately restrain your power, no mortal object will be able to observe him, unless it is a god, it will sense him.
At this time, the people of the Dark Church were already retreating.
They seemed to be prepared and retreated very calmly, escaping through another secret tunnel.
Guangchuang followed the injured legendary mage all the way to the altar of the underground temple.
"Damn it, Elminster, just wait for me. When the goddess ascends to the highest place, you will all die!"
The legendary mage Vadim was almost chopped into charcoal by lightning. He prayed for a moment to the goddess sculpture on the altar, asking the goddess to forgive him for his incompetence.
The goddess fell into a deep sleep and did not respond.
He sighed helplessly, stepped into a teleportation array, and left.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
The condensed projection of Light Creation appeared, its eyes like torches, staring at a seemingly empty place.
A shapeless tendril of darkness emerged.
These tendrils are surrounded by a swirling purple energy, and a purple eye that stares silently appears in the center of the darkness, making people feel an endlessly churning aura.
A stunning beauty with jet black hair walked out through the tendrils.
She is tall and tall, and a vague gray cloak wraps her up, making her seem to blend in with the shadows or darkness around her. She always has a cold smile on her lips, looking cold and aloof.