When the giant flail snail carcass was dragged to the open space, a guy dressed as a businessman immediately stepped forward and asked, "How much is this flail snail shell?"
"Fifteen thousand gold coins!"
The leading dwarf was obviously well aware of how rare and precious his spoils were, and he asked for a huge amount of money without any hesitation.
After all, in this world, the value of anything that has anything to do with magic will soar in an extremely outrageous way.
Not to mention that the shell of the flail snail is originally a rare material for making various weapons and armor that can rebound magic.
Even the grinding powder will be purchased by many wizards at a high price, either as a spell material or to enchant robes or cloaks.
When the merchant heard such an outrageous price, his voice suddenly rose eight degrees, and he screamed in a frustrated tone: "Fifteen thousand gold coins? Are you crazy? A complete flail snail shell in Waterdeep City only costs five thousand gold coins!"
"Hmph! How can the small flail snails in Waterdeep compare to the one we successfully hunted? Look at the size of the shell! Ours is at least five times bigger than the one sold in Waterdeep. And whether it's the vividness of the color or the strength of its natural anti-magic properties, it's many times stronger."
The dwarf was obviously not a pushover, and as soon as he opened his mouth he tried hard to emphasize that the shells of the flail snails he hunted were of higher quality.
Unlike most traditional dwarves who are stereotyped as stubborn, reckless, brave, and trustworthy, dwarves who leave their homeland are usually greedy and cunning, and value money and wealth very much.
Therefore, dwarf adventurers are often more difficult to deal with than adventurers of other races such as gnomes, halflings, humans, elves, half-elves, and half-orcs.
Once they determine the value of a piece of trophy, they will never accept any form of bargaining.
Obviously, if you use 15,000 gold coins to buy this large flail snail shell, you probably won't make much profit even if you transport it to Waterdeep.
Therefore, a large number of businessmen who were eager to try just now immediately lost interest.
After all, it takes at least several days to walk from Dragonspear Castle to Waterdeep.
Not only will you pass through the Misty Forest where orc raiding parties often appear along the way, but you may also receive a "warm welcome" from the Lizardmen from the swamp near Dagger Beach.
If you are not careful, you might even lose your life.
A smart businessman will not make a purchase rashly if he cannot ensure that he can make a good profit from the acquisition.
Seeing the merchants leaving one after another, the dwarf's teammates were obviously a little panicked.
They were hoping to sell this thing for a high price and then live a happy life for a while.
Finally, a man in his thirties came closer and lowered his voice to remind him, "Bluto, wasn't your offer too high just now? Maybe you should lower it a little."
"No! No! We can't lower the price at a time like this! Can't you see? Those damn profiteers are trying to lower the price in this way. Believe me! They will pay 15,000 gold coins to buy the shell of the flail snail." The dwarf called Bruto vowed.
"But what if we can't sell it? Are we going to transport such a large shell back to Waterdeep? Even if we do, we have no way to sell it. What's more, we overturned the entire inn in Waterdeep last time, and we are probably still wanted now."
Another female dwarf nearby questioned and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
As we all know, adventurers are bound to cause trouble wherever they go, and drinking and fighting are commonplace.
Almost half of them have been in prison, and half of them will achieve this "achievement" in the near future.
In order to avoid imprisonment and fines, many people usually choose to escape before the guards arrive to arrest them after committing a crime.
And escaping means being wanted or having a reward offered.
Apparently, this adventure team caused trouble in Waterdeep and escaped, and then was put on the wanted list.
At least in the few years before the arrest warrant is revoked, you must not get close to Waterdeep's sphere of influence, otherwise you will not only have to pay a large fine, but also have to stay in jail for at least half a year.
After being repeatedly questioned by his teammates, the dwarf Broto became noticeably irritated.
Just as he was about to yell a few times, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.
"Fifteen thousand gold coins, I want this flail snail shell."
This sound, like the sound of nature, instantly quieted the entire quarreling adventure team.
The female dwarf and the human man subconsciously opened their mouths wide, as if they couldn't believe that anyone would accept such an exorbitant price.
When the dwarf Bruto realized what was happening, his old face suddenly smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. He quickly turned around and laughed in a very mercenary tone, "Hahaha! I finally met someone who knows the goods. I knew that besides those profiteers who deliberately wanted to lower the price, I would definitely meet a buyer with real vision."
"I may not say that I have good taste, but the shell of this flail snail is priced at 15,000 gold coins, which is indeed good value for money." Zuo Si responded calmly.
With the help of the [Eye of Knowledge] and the creative profession's powerful ability to identify various materials, he can basically determine that this dead magical creature must have lived for a long time and consumed a considerable amount of minerals and gems.
Therefore, the strength of the outer shell's anti-magic field even reached almost fifty percent.
In other words, if armor and weapons are made of this thing, they will have the ability to completely bounce back the enemy's magic.
Among them, the famous "Mirror Cloak" that can reflect all magical damage, one of its main materials is the powder ground from the shells of this kind of top-grade flail snails.
For spellcasters who know how to create magic items and equipment, it is a priceless treasure.
And such a large piece can be used at least twenty times.
Even the lowest-level creations would be sold for no less than thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins.
So in Zuo Si's eyes, let alone a mere 15,000 gold coins, he would buy it without hesitation even if it was 50,000 gold coins.
This is completely different from the situation where businessmen have to resell properties after purchasing them.
They had no idea of the amazing value that a top-grade, complete flail snail shell could create in the hands of a true master of alchemy and artifact making.
Basically, whatever price the latter offers, the merchant can only sell at that price.
After all, the scarcity of magic itself determines that the number of customers who are able and willing to purchase such things must be very small.
Although occasionally there are "suckers" such as nobles and wealthy businessmen who may buy one and take it home as a decoration.
But their wealth is not at the same level compared to those high-level spellcasters.
As a senior adventurer, Broto had dealt with mages more than once. Therefore, he was not surprised to see Zuo Si, a boy who looked only about ten years old. Instead, he asked very straightforwardly, "Do you plan to pay with gold coins or bills of exchange? For the latter, we only accept bills of exchange issued by the Temple of the Goddess of Fortune, the Merchants' Alliance, and the Seven Suns Chamber of Commerce."
"Don't worry, I'll pay with gold coins. But I don't have enough gold coins on hand. I wonder if you would accept payment with magic items, potions and scrolls?" Zuo Si took the initiative to suggest.
Ever since the "big money-spending" in Candle Castle ended, he really didn't have much cash left, and it was really difficult to take out 15,000 gold coins at once.
"Magic item? What kind of magic item?"
The dwarf frowned subconsciously, obviously unhappy, but he did not refuse directly in the end.
In any case, magic items, like gems, are considered "hard currency" in the continent of Faerun. Not only are their prices guaranteed, but they can also be sold anywhere and exchanged for money.
Without saying anything, Zuo Si took out a short wooden staff from his bag and handed it to the other party: "A [Magic Wand for Treating Minor Injuries], which contains fifty magic spells. I think it can offset at least three thousand gold coins."
"Macaros! Come over here and confirm if this thing really has fifty rounds of healing for minor injuries stored in it."
Broto turned around and shouted to a young man wearing the holy emblem of Suna, the goddess of love and beauty.
The latter immediately ran over, took the wand, felt the energy inside, and nodded vigorously: "Yes! It has 50 shots to treat minor injuries. Very good stuff. You know, there are not many priests and druids who are capable and willing to make wands."
"Damn it! You don't need to remind me of this. Get out of here." The dwarf cursed impatiently in a low voice.
But soon, he stopped paying attention to the teammates who made him feel upset, and said to Zuo Si, "The discount for the [Magic Wand for Treating Minor Injuries] is 3,000 gold coins. I accept it."
Obviously, something with healing abilities like this is a very good choice, whether it is used by the adventure team themselves or sold in any market.
After all, no one would refuse to have an extra good thing that can save their life at a critical moment.
Through the initial test, Zuo Si had almost understood what kind of magical misunderstanding this cunning dwarf would accept, so he immediately took out an exquisitely shaped magic ring that looked like flowing mercury from his waist bag and gently placed it on the other's calloused palm.
"What's this?"
There was a hint of vigilance in Broto's eyes.
Because magic rings are not something that can be called "cheap" at all, and they can easily cost tens of thousands of gold coins.
He didn't want the team to not only not earn a penny after selling the flail snail shells, but also to lose money.
“A true invisible ring.
It allows the wearer to cast [Invisibility] once a day, and as long as the wearer does not attack or take it off, he or she can remain invisible forever.
In Amn, the Shadow Thieves' assassin masters are willing to pay a high price of 20,000 gold coins for such a ring.
Now, I just want to use it to offset the remaining payment.
If you don't need this ring, just go to a big city and sell it, and you can make a net profit of about 8,000 gold coins.
And it's not as heavy, huge, and inconvenient to transport as the shell of a flail snail.
So, what is your answer? "
Zuo Si's tone was full of temptation and incitement.
Although the market price of the invisibility ring is 20,000 gold coins, with the creator's special ability, it only takes materials worth less than 2,000 gold coins to make one.
Therefore, when making transactions, he prefers to pay with magic items if possible.
When Broto heard that the little gadget in his palm was the famous invisibility ring, his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Without even a second's hesitation, he immediately put it on his thick fingers and then completed the trigger gesture with a very clumsy movement.
The next second...
The heavily armored dwarf disappeared in full view of everyone.
Fortunately, he cancelled his invisibility and reappeared in sight not long after, and said with a look of ecstasy: "Deal! Now, the face shell and body of this flail snail are yours."
"A wise choice. If you don't mind, can you tell me where you hunted this big guy?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
"In the abandoned tunnel leading to the Underdark near the west side of the castle. There are giant spiders everywhere in there, as well as claw monsters hiding in the darkness and launching sneak attacks. To be honest, if it weren't for my good luck this time, the profits would not be as good as hunting demons on the other side." Broto replied in a low voice.
Because he felt that Zuo Si and his group did not look like adventurers who came to "pan for gold" at all, so there was no direct conflict of interest with him, and it was okay for them to reveal some secrets under the castle.
If the adventurers ask, this insidious and cunning dwarf will not only not tell them the truth, but will also deliberately spread false information and use them as cannon fodder to explore unknown areas where there are many ferocious monsters.
selfishness!
play hard!
This is what most adventurers are really like.
They are just like the players in the game. They often kill and rob without asking any reason just for a powerful magic equipment or valuable loot.
After watching the adventure team walk into a tavern not far away, Davian pointed at the huge flail snail placed on the open ground and asked, "Master, the dimensional bag we carry can't fit such a big thing. How do you plan to pack it up and take it away?"
"It's very simple! First remove the useless muscles, then use the three-ring [Shrinking Technique] to shrink it to one sixteenth of its original size. It should be able to fit into the dimensional bag."
After saying that, Zuo Si went straight into the hotel next door and negotiated with the owner.
After a while, the chef came out of the store with his assistants and apprentices, wielding kitchen knives to cut the huge soft part of the flail snail into small pieces, and then put them into buckets or basins to take away.
Without asking, we know that they plan to make this thing into a meat dish and sell it to adventurers and merchants at a cheap price.
Zuo Si has already tested it and found that the meat is not poisonous and can be used as food.
But what he didn't tell the other party was that the flail snail is strictly speaking a half-earth elemental creature, and its daily food is various inorganic substances such as stones, sand, soil, minerals, gems, crystals, etc., so the texture and taste of its meat would probably not be very good.
Anyway, Zuo Si, who has been deeply "poisoned" by dark cuisine, will definitely not touch dishes made from this stuff.
When all the meat was cut off, only a huge shell with a colorful halo remained on the open ground.
Zuo Si avoided the places on the shell's surface that could strongly rebound magic, and found a relatively weak spot inside. He used four [Shrinkage] magic cards in one breath, and finally succeeded in reducing it to one sixteenth of its original size, and successfully stuffed it into an empty dimensional bag.
I have to say, the magic rebound effect of the top-level flail snail shell is indeed quite terrifying.
If the [Shrinking Magic] could only work on objects, the magic that bounced back would have been enough to turn Zuo Si into a tiny creature like Thumbelina.
After doing all this, he turned his attention to the carriages of various sizes.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find a suitable one after searching the entire Dragonspear Castle.
In desperation, Zuo Si could only buy some necessary materials for building a carriage, such as iron ingots, copper ingots, leather, wood, rubber, cloth, etc. at the grocery store. Then, under the stunned gaze of the grocery store owner, he molded the various materials into the required shapes and materials at will.
In about two hours, a sturdy carriage with a main structure made of steel frame and wood, covered with leather and fixed with copper rivets, which was large enough to accommodate at least eight people and even allow them to sleep inside, was assembled from scratch.
The car windows are also inlaid with large pieces of transparent crystals formed from the body fluids of flail snails, so that the situation outside can be clearly seen from the inside.
Since the [Feather Fall Technique] is constantly activated under the carriage, no matter how bumpy the road surface is, the carriage will float as light as a feather when it falls.
This means that it will never be jolted up and down violently like an ordinary carriage.
You only need to install a few springs at the four corners of the top frame to solve the problem of sudden bouncing, and a magic shock-absorbing device comparable to modern high-tech can solve the problem.
Finally, simply apply a layer of black paint and it is completely finished.
"Looks good, doesn't it?"
Zuo Si looked at his work with interest and asked without turning his head.
Davian smiled and nodded. "Of course! I think the shocked expression on the grocery store owner's face is a good answer to this question."
"Hahahaha. Before leaving, that person asked me if I was the chosen one of Gongde, the god of craftsmanship and creation." Zuo Si laughed happily.
In Faerun, if there is any god who truly masters the priesthood of science to a certain extent, it must be Gond, the god of craftsmanship and creation.
He is called the "God of Craftsmanship", "God of Inspiration", and "Creator of All Things", and is widely worshipped by blacksmiths, stonemasons, architects, engineers, inventors, and craftsmen.
Gond encourages all believers to invent and create to change the world.
In the "Hall of Supreme Wonders" in Baldur's Gate, there are a large number of inventions that are out of place in this magical world.
Among them are astronomical telescopes familiar to earthlings, steam-powered magic vehicles, propeller aircraft, hand-cranked water pumps, precision mechanical clocks and many other very interesting things.
Although Zuo Si was forbidden to enter the city, he regretted not being able to see these inventions with his own eyes.
But I also got a lot of useful information from Bernard, who had been to Baldur's Gate.
He still had a favorable impression of the church of the God of Craftsmanship and Creation.
Because anyone living in modern society on Earth cannot be unaware of the importance of craftsmanship and invention.
The creator's professional ability used by Zuo Si was obviously mistaken for a special power bestowed by the god of craftsmanship and forging on his chosen people.
"That grocery store owner probably would never have imagined that you are actually the chosen one of the goddess of poison and disease, Talona." Davian had a helpless expression on his face.
As a brand new carriage was built, Zuo Si quickly went to a nearby stable and bought two heavy pack horses specifically for pulling the carriage.
Since it was already around 3:30 in the afternoon, and the painted carriage needed to dry a little, everyone found an inn to stay in and would set out the next morning.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they did not choose to stay in the lobby on the first floor which was full of adventurers and mercenaries, and even had dinner in the room.
After dinner, Zuo Si took out his spell book as usual and began to learn those fourth-ring and fifth-ring spells, and occasionally practiced some super magic techniques.
As for Davian and Huntington, one guarded the door and the other guarded the window, ensuring that no matter where the enemy launched an attack from, they could respond immediately.
In this way, time unknowingly came to ten o'clock in the evening.
Isadora, who was used to going to bed early, took a hot bath, then fell asleep in bed wearing a white nightgown.
Just as Zuo Si closed his book and prepared to take a rest, the little devil suddenly appeared and shouted in a slightly panicked tone: "Master... Master! It's bad! I feel a force from hell surging up from the depths of the castle under my feet."
"The power of hell?"
Zuo Si frowned subconsciously.
“没错！地狱的力量！肯定有一个大魔鬼通过传送门进入了物质世界。趁现在还来得及，我们快点离开这里吧。”小魔鬼急不可耐的催促道。
从那双充满慌乱的眼神中不难看出，它明显是被吓坏了，既慌张又恐惧，满脑子想的都是如何尽快逃跑。
“冷静点！给我说清楚究竟是怎么回事！”
左思显然察觉到了自己魔宠的不对劲，语气一下子变得冷酷且严厉。
小魔鬼显然无法违抗主人的命令，因此在猛地打了个哆嗦之后，用略带颤抖的声音解释道：“是……是我的上司！一名强大的深狱炼魔——艾格瑞斯。我能感觉到，他来了，就在这座城堡的地下。”
“是为了你？”
左思摸着下巴用不是很确定的语气问。
随着力量的不断增长，他现在对于像巴洛炎魔、深狱炼魔这种传奇生物已经不像之前那样毫无还手之力。
刚好相反！
凭借强大的选民能力，以及手头数量越来越多的卡牌，完全可以在一场正面交战中将其击败乃至杀死。
“我不知道，主人。但艾格瑞斯是一名阴险、狡诈且强大的魔鬼这一点毋庸置……”
小魔鬼的话还没等说完，一声巨响便从旅馆远处城堡的方向传来。
只见刺眼的火光与爆炸直接轰开了龙矛城堡主体建筑的大门！
紧跟着一群魔鬼便从里边冲出来见人就杀。
几名守在门口的卫兵甚至还没来得及反应过来发生了什么，就被蜂拥而至的敌人撕成了碎片。
伴随着有组织且高效的杀戮，死亡与混乱很快以城堡为中心向四周扩散。
这些来自巴托地狱的邪恶异位面生物，第一个选择围攻的目标就是战神坦帕斯的神殿。
因为他们知道，神殿和神殿里的牧师才是对自己最大的威胁。
毕竟魔鬼可不是恶魔。
后者屈从于自己混乱的天性，战斗时只会乱糟糟的一窝蜂冲上去，完全没有计划、目标这种东西，总之遇上什么就杀什么。
但前者是绝对秩序的象征，哪怕只有两个魔鬼，也会明确分出谁是指挥官、谁是士兵。
在这种强大纪律的约束下，魔鬼尽管十分邪恶，可依旧拥有几乎整个多元宇宙组织和战术执行能力最强的军队。
除了深渊中脑子不怎么正常且无穷无尽的恶魔，没人愿意面对战无不胜的魔鬼军团。
不过战神坦帕斯的牧师们显然也不是吃素的。
在经历了短暂的混乱之后，地位最高的主祭很快便带着一群穿戴好盔甲、手持各种魔法武器的壮汉冲出来进行反击。
双方就在神殿狭窄的入口附近展开厮杀，没过一会儿功夫鲜血、断肢、内脏、脑浆便喷溅散落的到处都是。
没有胆怯！ 没有退缩！ 因为对于魔鬼来说，在战场上退缩就意味着回去要接受可怕的惩罚，搞不好会被降级成为没有任何神智的劣魔。
这对于他们来说是根本无法接受的严重后果。
更何况，这里是物质世界。
就算被杀死也不过是被驱逐回老家，一百年之内无法再进入而已。
另外一边，战神坦帕斯的牧师和追随者原本就是一群疯狂热爱战争和战斗的疯子。
在他们眼中，同这些魔鬼战斗至死简直就是献给伟大战神最好的礼物和祭品。
再加上战斗的地点是神殿内，不管是牧师还是信徒都可以获得神力的加持，一个个宛如猛虎出笼，很快便杀死了大批作为炮灰冲在最前边的低级魔鬼。
尤其是一名四十岁上下、身高超过两米五、疑似有巨人血统或者食人魔血统，手臂比左思腰还粗好几圈的猛男，一只手拎着一柄战锤仿佛开了无双一样，半分钟左右就把四个尖刺魔（哈玛魔）全部砸成了肉馅。
要知道这些浑身上下长满锋利尖刺的魔鬼可不是什么善茬。
尤其是身上的尖刺甚至能轻而易举刺穿钢铁铠甲，其本身就是可怕的生物兵器。
一旦被他们擒抱成功，那就意味着将免费享受一次穿刺之刑。
可这名壮汉却凭借身上不知名的护甲、少量防护性神术，以及自身难以置信的肉体防御力，硬生生让这些尖刺扎进皮肤后很快就没办法再继续深入。
不出意外的话，他应该是一名等级不低于LV19的野蛮人，皮肤和肌肉已经在魔法能量的作用下发生异变（伤害减免），普通刀剑砍上去怕是只能在皮肤表面留下一道血痕。
这点小伤，只需要抽空丢个治疗法术就能恢复如初。
也正是有这位强悍的战士顶在前面，蜂拥而出的魔鬼才迟迟无法攻入神殿。
而且他每次发动狂暴能力后，都会如同一台重型绞肉机，一锤子下去就能敲碎一个魔鬼的天灵盖，任由鲜血混杂着脑浆飞溅在自己身上。
左思甚至可以看到在野蛮人身上不断凝聚的能量。
那是战争之神坦帕斯赐予最强大、最无畏信徒的祝福。
没有什么比在数量陷入绝对劣势的情况下还继续死战不退的勇士，更能得到战神的宠爱。
不过就在强大的野蛮人战士疯狂大杀特杀的时候，一名身高超过六米、有一条粗壮有力的尾巴、全身上下呈现出鲜艳的红色、身后还张开一对巨大龙翼的生物，缓缓从城堡大门走了出来。
凡是被他那双仿佛余烬般燃烧双眼扫过的人，都会不由自主产生一种强烈的战栗与恐惧。
一些从旅店、酒馆里赶过来想要帮忙的冒险者，瞬间被吓得像中了定身术一样站在原地不敢动弹。
因为但凡不是傻子就知道，凭借他们手中的武器想要伤害到这个强大的魔鬼，几乎是不可能做到的事情。
毫无疑问，这就是屹立于巴托地狱进化最顶点的深狱炼魔。
在他们之上，便只有极少数获得独立外形的魔鬼公爵和层面领主。
“哼！可悲的凡人！徒劳的抵抗！”
深狱炼魔用充满轻蔑与不屑的语气嘲讽道。
只见他抬起手就是一个瞬发火球，轰的一声把远处两支正在跟魔鬼军队作战的冒险小队当场炸得尸骨无存。
就连身上的金属武器和装备，都在恐怖的高温烈焰下化作铁水。
要知道高阶魔鬼可都是火焰魔法大师，他们释放出来的火球术，压根不是普通人类奥术施法者所能比拟的。
确认周围已经没有什么能够对自己造成威胁的东西，深狱炼魔马上抬起双手开始做极其复杂的施法动作。
伴随着那低沉且充满邪恶的声音在耳边回荡，一股令人不寒而栗的恐怖魔法能量开始在头顶的夜空聚集。
原本正在围攻神殿的魔鬼们似乎察觉到了什么，赶忙以极快的速度向后方撤退。
“不好！是九环魔法【流星爆】！快跑！”
一名法师打扮的女人通过魔法辨识认出了对方正在释放的法术。
在向周围所有人发出预警后，她马上便带着同伴掉头狂奔，连一秒钟都没有停留。
不过由于魔法辨识的时间太长，以至于就算发出警告后也没留下几秒钟逃跑的时间。
除了两个疑似等级不低的盗贼，在不到三秒钟的时间里硬生生窜出了五十米开外，其余人等反应过来的时候已经晚了。
只见四块巨大且燃烧的球体从天空中坠落下来，一个接一个狠狠砸中了战神坦帕斯的神殿。
轰！轰！轰！轰！ 瞬间！
整个神殿坚固的花岗岩顶层当场被砸得稀巴烂，猛烈的冲击波在月光照射下甚至以可以用肉眼观察到。
数不清的石块、石子混杂着血肉跟碎尸四散飞溅，就连蕴含着神力的神像也在冲击下化为了尘埃。
至于里边的人，差不多在第一颗陨石落下来的刹那就死了个精光。
等四颗陨石全部砸下来，神殿已然化为一片废墟。
只有那名生命力顽强的野蛮人战士，仍旧在身受重伤、半边身体几乎被陨石砸扁的情况下，依旧挣扎着推开石块站了起来。
那末日般惨烈的景象，将九环魔法恐怖的破坏力展现得淋漓尽致。
与三环的【火球术】只有高达一千至一千五百摄氏度的火焰伤害，爆炸产生的冲击波威力很小不同。
九环魔法【流星爆】不仅用高温火焰伤害，同时还有猛烈冲击和爆炸伤害，而且直接杀伤半径足有十二米，差不多是火球术的两倍。
别说是正中靶心的战神神殿，就连旁边那些没来得及逃出法术影响范围内的冒险者，也都无一例外死得无比壮烈。
更不用提爆炸还会把石头和石子溅起来，在空气中以极高的速度飞行，对二三十米范围内的所有生物造成严重伤害。
只有极少数非常幸运的家伙仅仅受到了一点波及。
At the moment, some of them were either covering their chests and stomachs and spitting out blood, probably because of internal injuries; others had broken an arm or leg and were shouting for help from other surviving adventurers around them.
But unfortunately, those demons will not miss such an opportunity to kill.
They rushed forward and killed all the wounded in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the fear and despair of the "Material Plane Guys" around him, the Hell Devil showed a happy expression on his face. He took out a parchment scroll from somewhere and said to the seriously injured barbarian warrior: "Mortal, I admire your bravery and fearlessness. Now, sign this contract, abandon your ridiculous god and join the great Baator Hell. Not only will I allow you to survive, but I will also heal your injuries and let you continue to live as a powerful warrior until you die of old age."
"Bah! Only a coward would make a deal with a devil like you who are full of lies and deception. I am a believer of the great god of war Tempus! I will never surrender to the enemy even if I die in battle!"
The seriously injured barbarian spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, his eyes filled with courage to face death.
As a veteran warrior, he was never afraid of death, and had even long ago prepared himself mentally to die on the battlefield one day.
"Really? That's really a pity."
The Hell Devil undoubtedly felt the firm will and faith. He sighed slightly with pretended regret, then raised his hand and cast the spell with extremely fast movements, aiming at the opponent and pointing lightly.
The next second...
A ray of scorching heat gushed out from the fingertips, directly burning the barbarian who tried to rush over for a last desperate fight into a charred corpse.
However, he did not try to use his ability of [Soul Binding] to take this powerful and brilliant soul for himself.
Because devils are not demons, they prefer to think twice before acting rather than recklessly venting their desires and nature.
At this moment, the eyes of the God of War Tempus have already been focused on the barbarians.
If the Hell Demon dares to plunder souls at this time, there is a high probability that the God of War will send down his incarnation and cut it into pieces on the spot.
To prevent this from happening, the cunning devil released the souls of all the priests and believers in the temple, allowing them to enter the world of the dead.
But they are not so polite to the adventurer merchants living within the high walls.
Suddenly, groups of demons came to hunt down the fleeing adventurers.
There was even a group of demons that directly blocked the entrance leading to the outside, wanting to catch all the mortals in Dragonspear Castle in one fell swoop.
Watching these evil creatures from Baator searching house after house, Davian finally couldn't help but remind them, "Master, the enemy should enter this inn in a few minutes. What should we do next?"
"Don't panic. First of all, I want to find out what the purpose of this Hell Demon is in making such a big fuss." Zuo Si explained calmly.
As we all know, the devil is the representative of the evil lawful camp.
Especially for legendary creatures like the Pit Fiends, who are at the top of the social structure of Baator, they will never risk passing through the portal to Faerun for just a few hundred mortal souls or a little devil that has lost contact.
He must have other more important purposes.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si turned around and stared into his pet's eyes and asked, "What position does your former boss hold in hell? Which devil duke or lord does he serve?"
"Aigris is loyal to Grand Duke Dispater, the lord of the second layer of Hell. I only know that he is often responsible for sending some devils to the material world, and then after these guys are killed and returned to Hell to be reborn, he obtains all kinds of news and intelligence from them."
The little devil quickly confessed everything he knew.
He was genuinely afraid and terrified of his old boss and couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be if he was caught.
"Gathering intelligence?"
Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly the bone demon he encountered deep in the tomb in the Kalin Desert appeared in his mind.
For some reason, he suddenly had a hunch that the latter was most likely Aigris's subordinate.
If this guess is correct, then from the moment that the little devil was made into a biological card in Calim Port, he has been targeted by this powerful Hellfire.
Was it because the power of the planeswalker's spark had caught his attention? Or was it simply because the imp's connection to Hell had been severed?
Or was it the identity of the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease? Just as Zuo Si was analyzing the other party's motives and purpose, a loud noise came from downstairs.
What followed was the sound of weapons clashing and the curses of the adventurers.
It was obvious that the demons had already rushed in from outside the gate.
It would be impossible for those guys who have long been frightened by the Hell Demons to stop the disciplined devil army.
So Zuo Si had no choice but to stand up and said to Davian and Huntington: "Let's go, it's our turn. Otherwise, it won't be long before the entire Dragonspear Castle will be slaughtered and completely occupied by the devils."
"What about me?"
Isadora pointed to her nose.
She had just been awakened by the explosion and vibration caused by the meteor explosion a few minutes ago, and now she still looked a little sleepy.
"Just stay by my side and don't run around no matter what happens." Zuo Si touched the girl's hair and warned her.
In this way, the group quickly followed the empty corridor to the battlefield in the lobby on the first floor.
As soon as I walked out of the stairs, I saw that the tables that were originally filled with food and wine were all kicked over, and more than twenty adventurers and demons were fighting in every corner of the hall.
Even innkeepers and cooks were forced to take up arms and join the fight.
Some wooden chairs and stools even began to burn violently under the bombardment of fire magic, emitting pungent and choking smoke.
(End of this chapter)