Chapter 512 We will become the most terrifying nightmare for the rest of your life
A dark midnight...
This kind of wilderness place...
There are also the explosions, noises and dazzling lights produced by the release of high-level magic during the battle just now...
Normally, even if business travelers or adventurers happen to pass by by chance, they should stay far away.
Who on earth would come all the way to risk their lives to join in the fun?
The old man hiding in the carriage was puzzled, and his two eyes hidden under the magic mask kept flashing a terrifying red light.
In fact, not only this group of sudden unknown intruders, but also the entire battle test was completely out of his control from the beginning, and nothing was expected at all.
Whether it's the traps that were secretly set at unknown times, or the various magic props that the players have, or the madness of daring to commit suicide before death to back up the enemy.
Especially the thief who died just now had no hesitation at all when facing death, and no fear of the unknown when his life was about to end. There was only unspeakable ferocity and violence.
Old Bones simply cannot imagine what a person has to go through to become like this.
The most frightening thing is that when we talk on weekdays, we don’t feel that the other person is the kind of lunatic who doesn’t take his own life seriously.
Obviously, too much contact with players has led to a lot of misjudgments about the world.
While everyone at the scene was nervously staring at the woods where the footsteps were getting closer and closer, several figures suddenly emerged from out of thin air.
This group of people seemed to be heavily armed. The young man leading the group had long black hair, was wearing heavy armor, and was holding a weapon that looked like a spear or a spear.
Next to him was a heavily armored warrior holding a giant tower shield, who was constantly providing frontal protection to a very old-looking old woman wearing a dragon-patterned robe.
It is easy to see from their skilled cooperation and unified actions that they are obviously an elite team with considerable strength and often act together.
Especially the young man at the head, when he saw Shalltear confronting the player, he was not instantly frightened and collapsed like ordinary people. Instead, his eyes flashed with the same light, and he ordered loudly without looking back, "That's it."
Now! Use it on that vampire!"
"Understood!"
The old woman took a step forward decisively, opened her arms and made a gesture like grabbing her heart.
Instantly!
The dragon pattern on the long-distance running gear on her body burst into golden light, and then transformed into an oriental dragon made of energy.
As a person with extremely high perception ability, Shalltear undoubtedly felt the danger in an instant. She immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed out, trying to kill the intruder who had locked onto her and didn't know what he wanted to do.<
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It's a pity that she obviously ignored that the players are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
These madmen, whose brain circuits are completely different from those of normal people, are now starting to get a little carried away because of the death of a companion, with ferocious and terrifying expressions on their faces.
Less than half a second after Shalltear rushed out, a warrior drank a bottle of accelerating potion, then turned into a furious state and waved the magic ax in his hand, smashing it down on his head and face.
"Go away!!!!!!"
Shalltear was obviously irritated by this desperate stalking, but she didn't dare to use the dropper spear to pierce the opponent for fear of being hit in the face again, so she could only cast spells to try to push this troublesome guy away or
Bump away.
It's a pity that this soldier obviously came with the intention of dying together. How could he give her such a chance? He smiled and threw the ax in his hand as a long-range weapon.
Bang!
Shalltear had no choice but to end her spell preparations in advance and wave her spear to block.
The opponent's huge strength bonus made her hands numb, and she almost dropped the weapon.
But at this critical moment, the soldier who lost his weapon not only had no intention of retreating, but directly rushed towards him and threw him, and at the same time activated his self-destruction without hesitation.
The next second...
Boom!!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by dazzling firelight, lightning, explosions and splashing acid, Shalltear once again suffered huge injuries. Her face, which had been completely disfigured by a bomb, was beyond recognition, becoming bloody and hideous. p>
When another player stood up, she subconsciously took a step back. It was obvious that she had been psychologically affected. Her pupils suddenly enlarged, contracted, and then enlarged again.
You don’t need to ask to know that this evil, cruel, and bloodthirsty ancestor of the vampire cowered in front of the player’s madness!
She is really scared!
Not to mention Shalltear herself, even the team that had just emerged from the woods were stunned by the players' brave and fearless fighting style, which was completely unafraid of death.
Several members who looked older even shed tears of emotion.
In their view, it was quite an achievement for these adventurers to be able to fight such a terrifying vampire for so long, not to mention that they did not hesitate to sacrifice their own lives in the end to delay the enemy's attack.<
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What kind of spirit is this?
This is a noble spirit of devotion to the entire human race!
It is also a great character that the leaders of the Theocracy have been promoting and promoting!
That's right.
This intruding team is none other than the Black Sacred Scripture, which has the most powerful combat power among the Six Colored Sacred Scriptures of the Theocracy.
The young man holding a spear at the head is the "god man" captain who is the first seat - Will True Roland.
The so-called gods are, to put it bluntly, the descendants of the few players who saved mankind from slavery.
They have a certain chance of atavism, that is, they inherit the power of players to a certain extent, and can easily cross the threshold of tree world game v60 or above. They are the core and most powerful force of the Theocracy.
The old woman running in dragon pattern is the old man who almost succeeded in controlling Shalltear in the original plot.
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Their original mission was to go deep into the forest and wait for an opportunity to subdue the prophesied "Dragon King of Destruction" that was about to awaken, that is, the huge sealed demon tree.
As luck would have it, I spotted the fierce fighting scene here when I was on my way, and immediately decided to rush over to check the situation.
After all, there are trap explosions and piercing sounds, as well as high-level spell blasts and creature summons, which can be seen clearly from several kilometers away.
In particular, the magical and arcane spells of level 6 and above released by players, as well as the ninth and tenth level magic thrown by Shalltear, will produce extremely violent energy fluctuations.
It is very easy for magic casters in this world to perceive.
Therefore, from the moment the two sides started fighting, the nearby Black Scripture team noticed something strange and rushed over from a distance at extremely fast speed.
With the activation of Qingguoqingcheng, a prop left behind by the first batch of players who traveled through this world, the dazzling golden dragon instantly rose into the sky, directly lighting up the originally dark night as if it were daytime.
As a targeted target, Shalltear felt that her eyes turned gray, and then she completely lost consciousness.
When she recovered again, she had become a puppet that was 100% controlled by the Theocracy. She walked over with a very submissive attitude and knelt down on one knee to salute the old woman.
Because everything happened so fast and suddenly, the old man hiding in the car had no time to react.
Just when he was confused and trying to figure out the situation, Albedo's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Supreme Supreme, I have an emergency that I need to report to you. Shalltear Bradfallen has rebelled!"
"What? What's going on!"
Although Old Bones tried to keep himself calm, there was still a hint of panic and nervousness in his voice.
How could you not be nervous!
After coming to this world and discovering that all NPCs had acquired independent will and personality, he had been worried that such a situation would occur.
After all, before time travel, he was just an insignificant salesman in the real world. He was often insulted, reprimanded, and even insulted by his superiors, and he had no management or leadership experience at all.
But what about these NPCs created by other members of the guild?
Basically, everyone has a "genius" template!
Therefore, Old Bones actually has a very low self-esteem and a lack of self-confidence in his heart.
Coupled with the long-term loneliness, he is more afraid than anyone else of losing the most familiar person around him in this strange world, that is, the np in the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Its manifestations include but are not limited to allowing Demiurge to carry out evil and cruel experiments and plans, not stopping Albedo from saying "human beings are low and inferior creatures" at all, and allowing Shalltear to kill humans at will.
, to satisfy their bloodthirsty desires, etc.
Even in order to live up to the fantasy of these evil npcs about a so-called "supreme supreme being", they constantly and actively abandon their humanity and actively move closer to the undead.
So when he learned about Shalltear's rebellion, this guy felt like his whole body was about to explode.
Albedo undoubtedly felt the emotions of Old Bones, and hurriedly explained, "Just now I discovered that the connection between Shalltear and the Great Tomb of Nazarick was suddenly forcibly cut off, and then opened the main control source panel to check, and found that
Her name has turned red, symbolizing rebellion."
"You mean... Shalltear is under spiritual control?"
Bones' tone was full of shock and disbelief.
After all, as the true ancestor of vampires, Shalltear's race is undoubtedly undead, otherwise she wouldn't be so afraid of [Sunfire Explosion] and [Destruction Weapon] that players may release.
The characteristic of the undead template is that it is completely immune to all mental attacks and charm spells, even the mind control of the mind flayer.
"That's right! I suggest that you and Sebastian return to the Great Tomb immediately, and then organize a crusade to deal with Shalltear to prevent possible leakage of information."
I have to say that when she is not going crazy, Albedo can definitely be regarded as a good housekeeper and can always give the most correct advice.
But how could the old man who had been ntr in front of him swallow this breath? He turned his head and looked at the scene of Shalltear being controlled outside the car window, and a flame called anger instantly ignited in his heart.
Unforgivable!
Intolerable!
How could the "children" created by the guildmates' hard work be taken away by the enemy!
But this anger was quickly suppressed by the characteristics of the undead, replaced by rational thinking and the fear of the item that could control the undead.
After all, he is immortal. Before he can figure out how many people this thing can control and whether it has a cooldown, any rash action may lead to the annihilation of the entire army.
Especially as the only player in the guild, if he is accidentally controlled, the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick will fall into the opponent's control.
This is absolutely a devastating disaster.
But the problem is that allowing Shalltear to be taken away will also expose the secrets of the Great Tomb of Nazarick to the native eyes of this world.
Just based on the fact that the guild is basically full of undead creatures and all kinds of terrifying aliens, anyone can guess how various countries will react.
As a result, Old Bones inevitably fell into a dilemma.
Just as he was struggling, the player's adventure team, which had already declared two people dead, walked straight towards the Black Sacred Scripture.
Due to the strong strength these people showed in previous battles and their heroic and fearless spirit of sacrifice in the eyes of outsiders, the latter did not make any threatening moves.
Captain Will took the initiative and took two steps forward with one hand on his chest, bowed, and said in a respectful tone, "Thank you, thank you for your assistance and sacrifice.
Otherwise, we would not be able to control such a terrifying vampire so easily.
I swear as the leader of the Theocracy’s Black Codex that all those who died in this battle are heroes.
Their names and yours will be engraved on stone tablets for all humans to admire.
In addition, I can also guarantee that when I return, I will apply for a pension from the great priests so that everyone can get the compensation they deserve."
There is no doubt that Will True Roland is an extremely proud and arrogant person. Before encountering the Theocracy's strongest combat force and fighting to the death, he even had the aura of being the boss of heaven and the second child of me.
Even after being pinned to the ground and beaten up, he still didn't change much. He just became a little more humble in front of Jue Die Jue Ming.
This can be seen from the fact that he always claims that I am equal to the entire "Dark Scripture".
But today, this extremely proud and arrogant guy lowered his head and put on a humble look.
Because Will had already concluded from the moment he saw Shalltear that it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat such a monster.
Not to mention winning the battle, if the world-class item of Qingguoqingcheng was not there, I am afraid that the entire team and themselves would have to answer for it.
But what about the scarred players in front of them, who have fought with such a terrifying enemy for so long, and even caused great harm to the opponent?
Not only did they successfully hold back Shalltear, but when Shalltear rushed towards the Qingguoqingcheng user at extremely fast speeds to attack him, they used their own lives to delay and hinder the enemy's progress, even allowing such a powerful
The vampires are afraid.
If such people don’t get the respect they deserve, then who else deserves respect?
Are those decadent nobles in the kingdom just waiting to die and only fighting for power?
Seeing the solemn expression on the face of the captain of the Dark Scripture God, the second in command of the team stood up and whispered in the other's ear, "Thank you for free. Now is not the time to celebrate victory."
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Did you see that carriage behind you?
There are two guys inside who are in the same group as this vampire.
None of them is much weaker than the vampires you control."
"What? Are you sure this is not a joke!"
Will's expression suddenly changed.
To know that just one Shalltear made him despair, let alone two equally powerful ones.
"Of course I'm not kidding.
Why do you think we are being attacked?
By chance?
How is that possible!
Everything is premeditated.
The masterminds behind the scenes are the two bastards on the carriage.
From the moment they hired us, these two bastards have been secretly planning this attack.
If you don’t believe it, you can ask the vampire controlled by you.
So for the sake of mankind and the peace and security of this world, we must get rid of them.
Based on our observations over the past two days, one of the guys is definitely an undead creature, and the other one is hard to judge for the time being.
We happen to have a spell that can cause huge damage to undead creatures in an instant.
As long as you cooperate fully, we can definitely defeat each other together.
Even if we can't defeat you, we are still willing to stay and give you time to escape.
What do you think, do you want to join forces to do this?"
The face of the second-in-command of the player team showed a chilling and crazy expression.
The two brothers who killed me still want to escape intact?
Stop dreaming!
Even if everyone dies today, you will still have to pay the price!
What's more, for players, the Theocracy, the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and the Black Sacred Scripture are all just NPCs in the game. They must use them if they can.
"Lord Carlyle, are what they say true?"
Captain Shenman immediately turned around and asked the old woman who used Qingguoqingcheng.
The latter had obviously obtained a lot of information about the Great Tomb of Nazarick from Shalltear through a simple conversation. He nodded without hesitation, "Yes! What these warriors said is right! And I also got a tomb.
The most important news is that the undead creatures on the carriage are the ones who have suffered this hundred-year aftershock."
"A hundred...a hundred years of aftershocks!"
Hearing these words, Will felt a chill instantly rush from his feet to Tianling Gai, and shivered involuntarily.
As a descendant of the first advent player, and the Theocracy’s top combat power second only to Jue Die, how could he not know how terrifying the players who descended from the “Hundred Years Aftershock” are?
Just look at the Theocracy, which was able to lead mankind to stand firm in this world for hundreds of years based on the legacy left by the six great gods, and then look at the Eight Desire Kings who almost wiped out the dragon race and once dominated the entire world. You will know this group.
How terrifying is its destructive power to the entire world.
Compared with the fear-filled reactions of the local indigenous people, the team formed by players was obviously much calmer.
The second in command put on a look of disdain and sneered, "What, are you scared?
Don’t forget, from the moment you forcibly control that vampire, your relationship with them will never end.
Especially after you have obtained so much news and intelligence, even if it is to protect yourself, the people in the carriage will not hesitate to drive out all the insiders and kill them all.
Rather than being timid here, it is better to launch a surprise attack before the opponent is ready. If you are lucky, you may be able to take them away in one wave.
Even if it fails, at least enough information can be collected.
So don’t be like a bitch and tell me if you want to do it or not.”
"Do it! Of course we have to do it!"
Will, who was young and energetic, could not bear such provocation, so he immediately responded in the affirmative.
After all, he has now successfully controlled a powerful combat force of the opponent, and there are so many warriors who are willing to risk their lives. If he backs down, he may be called a coward for the rest of his life.
The most important thing is that, with a powerful country and a beautiful city around him, he feels that even if he can't win and retreat, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Soon, the two groups briefly discussed tactics while Old Bones was still struggling in the carriage.
In just half a minute, the controlled Shalltear descended from the sky and launched a violent surprise attack.
Boom!!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by deafening loud noises and explosions, she kicked off the battle with her ninth-level magic [Vermilion Nova].
Although Sebastian, who was always alert, tried to parry and block on his behalf, the problem was that the spell was a group explosion plus fire damage, so it had no effect at all.
Old Bones flew out sideways, and the camouflage used to cover his face and arms was instantly destroyed in the flames, revealing the white humanoid skeleton inside.
When he saw the sinister smiles on the players' faces, he instantly understood that he had been exposed from the beginning.
It's just that for some reason, the other party didn't choose to expose it, but pretended not to know anything and acted out a show with him.
What’s even more ridiculous is that he was still feeling proud of the arrangements he had made.
The clown is actually me!
Old Bones broke through the defense on the spot and asked angrily, "You...you knew the truth from the beginning?"
"Hahahaha!
Why, you seem surprised?
Don't worry, more surprises are yet to come.
Not only do we know who you are, but we also know all your names.
Whether it’s Momonga in the game, Suzuki Satoru as a human, or the name of the guild that may be used next, Ainz Ooal Gown.
Everything about you has no secrets in our eyes.
From this moment on, we will become your most terrifying nightmare for the rest of your life."
With naked and undisguised ridicule, the team's second-in-command directly tore up a nine-ring magic scroll [Time Stop].
Instantly!
The whole world fell into a black and white scene.
Without any hesitation, he took out the scroll again and activated the nine-ring magic [Confinement Technique].
This is an extremely crazy protective magic.
The effect is to directly imprison a certain creature in a magic sphere, and then hide it permanently.
The creature enters a state of suspended animation, as if affected by eternal stasis.
You neither need to breathe nor feel hungry, and even your age will remain at the moment of being imprisoned.
Unless someone uses the special nine-ring magic [Freedom Spell] or [Unleashing Spell] nearby, they will be released and regain their freedom.
In addition, wish and miracle spells can also achieve similar effects.
This means that when the [Ring of Wishing on a Star (actually the Ring of Three Wishes)] in Old Bones' hand cannot produce an effect, if he does not master [Freedom Spell] or simply does not have this spell in the game,
The Great Tomb of Nazarick will forever lose a full-level np.
Since the imprisonment effect is not death, even resurrection is not possible.
Obviously, the second-in-command of the player team knows how to retaliate to make the enemy feel pain, and he is completely killing people.
When time stopped disappearing, Old Bones, who had just climbed up from the ground, saw the loyal Sebastian suddenly wrapped in a magic sphere, and then turned into a meteor and disappeared in place.
There were two full-level NPCs, one was snatched away by the opponent in front of him, and the other was sent to an unknown place by magic. This broke the string of reason in his mind and directly released a shock type.
The spell knocked Shalltear away, and then he roared at the others present, "How dare you do this! Let's all die! Super magic - falling from the sky!"
Instantly!
A huge magic circle appeared out of thin air, releasing a terrifying aura that destroyed the world.
"Super...super bit?!"
Captain Will was completely dumbfounded.
In his life, he has rarely seen magic at the seventh or eighth level. He only knows that the tenth level is the pinnacle of magic.
As for the super level equivalent to the legendary magic of Faerun, I have never even heard of it.
"Go up and stop him!"
The old woman called Carlyle immediately gave Shalltear the order.
Although she is quite old, she is calmer and more rational than other members of the Black Sacred Scripture, and she understands that if this spell is thrown down, she and others will be in danger.
【Self-Time Acceleration】!
Shalltear instantly used the few remaining mana to activate a powerful ability, and her whole body turned into a red lightning and rushed towards the location of the old bones.
Bang!
The dropper spear directly shattered the latter's thigh bone, turning it from two legs to one.
But unfortunately, this blow did not interrupt the spellcasting concentration.
Old Bones, who was in a state of rage, managed to complete the super magic with his strong willpower.
In the blink of an eye, a dazzling blue beam of light fell from the sky, spreading around at an unimaginable speed, ruthlessly destroying everything around it.
Upon seeing this, the divine captain did not dare to stay for even a second. He carried the alluring user and instantly used teleportation magic props. In the end, he escaped to somewhere before he was affected.
Along with him, there were several other senior members.
But the remaining cannon fodder is not so lucky.
Some of them did not react, and some had no teleportation magic items at all, and were directly swallowed by the dark blue energy storm.
When everything calmed down, a huge crater like a meteorite impact formed in the center of the falling sky.
Just when Old Bones thought he had eliminated all the enemies, he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him, followed by a dazzling golden light that enveloped him and Shalltear, who was only breathing.
Then their bodies began to expand uncontrollably, and finally exploded with a loud bang.
"Bah! You self-righteous idiot! Go to hell and die!"
This was the last sentence Old Bones heard before his consciousness disappeared.
Although he didn't quite know how the other party withstood the shocking damage from falling from the sky, he knew that both himself and Shalltear, as undead creatures, were destroyed by this powerful positive energy magic specifically targeted at undead creatures.
"Cough cough cough cough - this B is really hard to beat, but the experience points it gives are really cool."
After a period of violent coughing of blood, the player who successfully killed Old Bones for the first time finally fell into a pool of blood and took his last breath.
His body was so badly injured that it was beyond repair.
Therefore, after using this connection point to drain away all the energy, the mastermind directly gave up the body and injected its consciousness and energy into the new clone.
In other words, the entire player team has now completed resurrection in Plantia Floating City.
As the battlefield became silent, Zuo Si and Xia En VII, who had been hiding in the dark and watching the show for a long time, slowly walked out this time.
It was obvious that both of them had been there since the beginning of this battle.
It's just that it's better to hide it and not be discovered.
Zuo Si unceremoniously bent down and picked up a magic ring that could increase the upper limit of mana dropped by Old Bones when he died, and asked with interest, "How do you think, how do you evaluate the players' performance in this battle?"
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“Perfect!
To be honest, I didn't expect them to be able to kill such high-level enemies in the early stages.
What also surprised me was that as a legendary spellcaster with a spellcasting level equivalent to Faerûn v28 to 29, this guy didn't even know metamagic skills or counterspells, or he knew them but didn't use them at all.
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In terms of magic duel, he is too weak, so weak that I have no interest in taking action myself.
If I let my hands and feet go without any restrictions, I can easily defeat it in a few seconds.
Are you sure he really comes from the same place or parallel time and space as you?"
Xia En VII frowned and raised the questions in his heart.
After all, the spellcasting levels of v28 to 29 are already quite high in Faerun, not to mention that the opponent still casts spells with "blue bars", which is more flexible than spell slots.
Normally, this should be a relatively powerful and difficult enemy.
But after seeing with his own eyes the hip-stretching spell-casting method of Old Bones, Xia En VII felt that he could beat the opponent when he just crossed the threshold of legend.
"If you think this guy is too weak, you can teach him how to engage in a true spell duel through other methods.
It doesn't even matter if you teach the magic knowledge, skills and spells of Faerûn.
But I doubt he can really learn it.
After all, you saw it too.
He is more of a pure magic user than a mage who combines research and use.
It's like a golem that has been stabilized with a lot of magic and has independent consciousness.
I even doubt whether he can understand the complex principles of magic, let alone develop and create his own spells based on this.
Again, I think he and all players were created by the Dragon Emperor through some unknown source of magic.
Including NPCs, they do not have the ability to learn, understand and create in the true sense."
Zuo Si expressed his views with great interest.
Because Old Bones has never done anything related to "learning" and "creation" from beginning to end, he is just relying on the capital of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Moreover, after the establishment of the so-called "Sorcerous Kingdom", the undead creatures were actually allowed to use the most primitive tools - hoes to reclaim wasteland and plant food, instead of using more advanced machinery, or to perform a certain degree of treatment on the undead creatures. Body modification.
Is this what people can do in the future era of information explosion?
When Zuo Si used undead labor in the Nelanser Islands and Luskan, he equipped these undead with many relatively advanced tools.
Including machinery that can automatically sow and harvest by pushing, large plows pulled by several undead, etc.
Although he himself is not very good at this aspect, at least he knows that upgrading tools can achieve higher efficiency, instead of just relying on the number of undead and the characteristics of never getting tired.
But Xia En VII shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "How will you know this kind of thing if you don't try it.
I believe that after learning this death lesson, our protagonist will become very cautious.
I will find an opportunity to have a little contact with him and see if I can obtain information on high-level magic through exchange, or some more interesting props.
Oh, yes, there is also the Theocracy.
They seem to have a lot of things on hand that I'm interested in, such as the robe that can control even the undead."
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly, "Whatever you want.
Anyway, now that the Theocracy knows the truth, it won’t take long for the news to be spread.
This means that there is not much time left for our protagonist Mr.
Especially with his own status as an undead, and the unlucky guild that is full of aliens and undead, it is almost certain that he will be besieged.
We only need to create a little panic and conflict at the right time, and the whole world will immediately become chaotic.
Once those true dragon kings who master the original magic begin to die, our opportunity will come."
"Don't worry, I will stay in this world to ensure that the entire plan is implemented smoothly. In addition, I find that you seem to have summoned a lot of devils into this world?"
Xia En VII suddenly raised his head and asked.
"Well, yes.
On the one hand, it is to conduct business and gain soul;
The other aspect is to collect intelligence.
Asmodeus hopes to use the ability of the planeswalkers to connect the hell plane with more of the material world, thereby obtaining a stable supply of souls.
If nothing else happens, a new round of bloody battle will begin soon.
After all, it is the consensus of countless gods and outer planes to let demons and devils consume each other.
The Lord of Hell does not want to provoke too many enemies at this time, so he can only take the initiative to start a bloody battle."
Zuo Si stated the reason very simply and directly.
It is different from the powerful demon lord who likes to directly corrode the entire material plane, and then pull it into the bottomless abyss and turn it into a layer to strengthen his own strength.
The devils who are good at fishing in a sustainable way will never do this kind of thing.
Although it is very satisfying to directly swallow a material plane, you can instantly gain hundreds of millions of souls.
But the problem is that that means that the entire material plane will be swallowed up, and no mortal soul will be born again.
Rather than making a one-time deal, the devil prefers to let the mortals continue to live in their original place, and then use temptation and guidance to make their souls fall into hell after death.
This is why many gods will open back doors for the devils, allowing them to conduct business under restrictions.
But for demons, they usually just kill them all.
Xia En VII nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, "I see. Considering that Faerun is messing around with the Son of Baal and ruling a huge empire, you actually have to take care of the hell side as well. It's really not enough."
Very busy."
"Yeah.
If you have time in the future, you can come to the ninth level of Baator Hell as a guest.
I will now return to Faerûn to deal with the Sons of Baal.
Calculating the time, Aberdare and his party should have escaped from the Tower of Durag and successfully teleported to Askatra.
And Irenicas also began to plan to take the final step to become a god from a mortal.
Let us wait and see who can become the winner of this game."
After saying this, Zuo Si activated the power of sparks and disappeared.
Shane VII picked up the red armor dropped by Shalltear and the magic equipment and props that the players had not used when they died, and quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Since in the Tree World game, players and NPCs will randomly drop some personal equipment when they are killed, so Old Bones can be said to have suffered a big loss this time.
The only good thing is that the "Flying Squirrel Jade" as a world prop on his chest did not fall off, otherwise he would definitely cry to death.
However, Zuo Si, who returned to Faerûn, did not know that when Aberdare and his party escaped from the Tower of Durlag, there was a slight problem with the portal, so that they were teleported to a countryside dozens of kilometers away from the city. At present, the team, which only has dozens of gold coins collected during the escape from Dulag Tower, is trying to bargain with a coachman, hoping to get a ride on the magic carriage used by the West Coast Imperial Government at a relatively low price. p>
"Damn it! How many times have I told you! I'm just a coachman, and I'm not qualified to lower the price. Either pay to get on the bus, or walk slowly to Ascatella."
The coachman, who looked about forty years old, was obviously very impatient. He wanted to wave his whip several times and throw away these "poor guys" and set off directly.
"Okay, okay, we pay."
After struggling for a long time, Imond finally realized that bargaining on this kind of public carriage was not allowed, so he had no choice but to open his withered purse, reluctantly took out a few silver coins from it and handed it to the other party.
The driver nodded with satisfaction after checking the weight and type of silver coins.
"Wouldn't it be better if this was the case earlier?
Now go and find an empty seat in the car and sit down, and remember to stay away from those animals.
The last time I was driving, a poor girl accidentally fell asleep on the road.
As a result, a group of sheep chewed her beautiful long hair, which was completely changed beyond recognition. After getting off the bus, I kept crying."
"Um - thank you, we will pay attention."
The corner of Aimeng's mouth twitched, and he immediately called for other teammates to board this magical version of the heavy truck from the back door.
As soon as they entered the carriage, they smelled a pungent smell, as well as various "bleeping", "humming" and "moo" sounds.
A fat, castrated boar put its face directly in front of the girl and humped it. Imon was so frightened that she immediately kicked it away and screamed at the top of her voice, "Oh my god! Whose pig is this! Pull it out!"
Let’s go!”
"Ah! Sorry! Sorry!"
A young farmer rushed out and carried the pig back to his seat by its ears.
As a means of transportation connecting towns and villages in the West Coast Empire, public carriages were obviously not just for transporting goods or pulling people as many people imagined.
Things like livestock and poultry can also be stuffed into the carriage.
This car alone pulled six cows, a dozen sheep, more than 20 pigs, two donkeys, and hundreds of chickens, ducks and geese.
The number of animal passengers even far exceeds the number of human passengers.
There is no way, this is the disadvantage caused by backward agricultural production.
Since cities and towns need to consume large amounts of these meat and eggs, public carriages in the countryside transport similar livestock and poultry every day.
As for the smell inside the car...
It can only be said that except for farmers who are used to dealing with these things, others will definitely not be able to bear it.
Fortunately, the only customers who take this kind of public carriage are farmers living in the countryside.
So no one in the carriage complained. On the contrary, everyone was chatting happily with each other, discussing how much they could sell for if they were transported to the city.
Sancho, Eamonn and Aberdare covered their noses from the moment they got on the bus.
Only Jaheira, a druid, and Minsk, who was a bit stupid after his brain was severely damaged, remained unmoved.
In this way, accompanied by a cartload of farmers, animals and the smell of their excrement, the great Son of Baal set foot on the land of Amn in the south.