Originally, this place was filled with various monsters, mechanisms, traps, and puzzles, but since it was occupied by Erinikas, it has been transformed into a cage for imprisoning experimental subjects and prisoners.
Including Sancho, Imoen, Jaheira, and Minsk who joined the team later were basically all imprisoned on this floor.
Among them, Sancho and Imoen lived a relatively comfortable life because they received special care from Viconia.
Not only are there separate cells, but there are also three meals a day, and the food is surprisingly good.
Although the relatively ignorant Imoen has not yet realized the problem, Sancho, who has experienced countless times the evil of human nature, has already realized that something is wrong.
It's a pity that all his teammates are now in isolation and detention. He can't contact anyone at all, let alone know their situation.
In contrast, Jaheira, Minsk and others were clearly subjected to abuse, torture and human experimentation.
Not to mention an independent cell, the whole person was thrown into a cage hanging in the air like an animal, with petrified lizards being raised below.
In order to avoid attracting the attention of these terrifying magical beasts and thus being hit by the petrification rays and turned into statues, no matter how much pain one endures physically, one must grit one's teeth and hold back from making even the slightest sound.
Minsk, in particular, is like a volcano filled with magma at this moment, emitting a terrifying and violent aura all over its body, as if it would erupt in the next second.
The reason was simple! He saw with his own eyes that the witch, Danahel, whom he had sworn to protect, was chopped into pieces during Erinikas's crazy experiment, and in the end, not even a complete body was left.
You know, protecting witches is the highest honor and belief of the warriors in the Leatherman area.
If a witch suffers even the slightest harm before he falls, it will be regarded as an indelible shame.
So this man with violent blood flowing in his veins was almost going crazy, and all he could think about was how to take revenge and how to tear the enemy who killed the witch into pieces alive.
There is no doubt that Minsk and Danahei came from Leatherman, the easternmost part of the continent of Faerun bordering the Endless Wilderness. It is also the primitive tribal federation state that Yasan IV went on a cross-sea expedition to rescue.
In this country, witches are undoubtedly the ruling class.
Anyone who dared to harm them or disobey their orders would be sentenced to death, unless the other person was a child or a fellow witch.
There is also an ancient tradition in this country that witches will travel for at least one year after they reach adulthood to broaden their horizons, acquire knowledge, and eventually become a qualified or even excellent ruler.
During this time, a selected warrior will be responsible for protecting his safety.
Danahei is a newly-adult Leatherman witch, and Minsk is the warrior responsible for protecting him.
But unfortunately, during an attack in the wild, the latter seemed to be hit on the head by a blunt object used by the enemy. Since then, he has become a little dull and stupid, and even his ability to express himself in language has been affected to a certain extent.
The most terrifying thing is that as a ranger, Minsk actually recruited a hamster as an animal companion, and firmly believed that this was an "invincible giant hamster in the universe" that could provide him with useful advice in peacetime and in battle. He even named it "Bubu" and carried it with him all day long.
For a long time, Danahei couldn't help but doubt whether his guards could still perform their duties.
But now, she obviously doesn't need to worry about this matter anymore.
In fact, during Erinikas's experiments, it wasn't just Danahei who died, but also hundreds of monsters and humans.
After all, the best way to stimulate the divinity and power of Baal, the god of murder, is through blood and killing.
Every time a life is taken, the power hidden in the Son of Bhaal reacts.
However, with Zuo Si's spies watching here, Erinikas did not dare to capture the people of the West Coast Empire at will. Instead, he opened a portal to capture people in the Shadowmoon Islands.
Jaheira and Minsk witnessed with their own eyes a large number of unfamiliar faces being first imprisoned, then taken away by golems and never returned.
It is also because of this that Jaheira is extremely worried about her husband Khalid.
The latter has not returned since being taken away more than ten hours ago.
nervous!
anxiety!
pain!
As he had been staying in the dark dungeon all day, the harpist and druid had long lost his sense of time. He had no idea how long he had been imprisoned, nor did he know what the other party wanted to do.
But one thing is certain, Erinikas is definitely coming for the Son of Baal in the team.
Because every once in a while, she could vaguely hear the screams and wails of Aberdare coming from the upper floor.
Just as Jaheira was using his groggy brain to think about how to get rid of the magic shackles on his body, and then use the druid's animal transformation ability to transform into a small creature and crawl out of the cage, he suddenly found that a dark-skinned female drow suddenly appeared in his sight.
Given the dark elves' bad reputation in the surface world, she immediately became extremely alert, thinking that the other party must be Erinikas's accomplice and minion.
"Haha, relax, you half-blooded bastard. I'm not your enemy."
With a slightly sarcastic mockery, the dark elf took off his hood to reveal a beautiful and charming face. It was Viconia who had stayed in the Tower of Durlag for a long time.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Jaheira asked, frowning.
Through the dim light in the dungeon and the half-elf's dim vision, she could clearly see the other party's exquisite black chain mail, as well as the mace, shield, holy emblem and other weapons and equipment he carried with him.
There is no doubt that this is a priest in full armor.
Considering that more than 95 percent of the female priests of the Dark Elves served the evil spider goddess Rose, Jaheira felt a chill down his spine and sweat quickly flowed down his forehead and cheeks, quickly soaking through his tattered collar.
Viconia keenly caught this reaction, raised the corners of her mouth slightly and replied in a slightly playful tone: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I am here to help you. Don't tell me that you don't want to escape from this damn place."
"Help us? What's the reason? Or what do you want from us?"
Jaheira, who had worked as a harpist for a long time, remained extremely vigilant and obviously did not believe the evil dark elf in front of him.
"What? No, there is nothing on you worth my snooping.
Since you don't want to believe me, forget it.
I can always find someone else.”
After saying that, Viconia didn't hesitate for even a second. She left Jaheira, who was confused, and turned around and disappeared into the dark passage on the left.
The latter obviously did not expect the other party to leave without saying a word. An expression of shock, confusion and puzzlement suddenly appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth to shout.
However, he found that the petrified lizard under his feet had raised its head, so he quickly retracted his body back into the iron cage, fearing that he would be stared at by those eyes that could emit petrifying rays.
On the other side, Viconia came to Sancho's cell door with ease, took out something that looked like a lock picking tool, fiddled with the door twice, opened the lock effortlessly, kicked the door open with a bang, and directly threw the leather backpack full of spell books, magic wands, scrolls, equipment, and props in her hand over.
"Hey! Kid! Don't sleep anymore! Get up!"
"ah?!"
Sancho suddenly woke up from his sleep and subconsciously took the backpack that originally belonged to him. He was stunned for a long time and didn't understand what had happened.
"Don't just stand there!
Prepare your spells quickly and go rescue your teammates.
Those guys don't seem willing to believe me, so the rest of the work is up to you.
Remember, Erinikas will be back in a few hours at most.
If you want to escape, you need to find a portal on the upper level of this tower.
As for weapons and equipment, there should be some at the entrance to the dungeon, and the rest are placed in the closet in the lobby on the first floor of the tower.
Be careful of those monster guards."
After saying this, Viconia left a meaningful smile, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
After all, according to Zuo Si's plan, all they had to do was release the captured team. As for whether they could escape, it depended on their own abilities.
"So... I was rescued?"
A few minutes later, Sancho blinked in confusion, and immediately used the lock-picking tools left by the other party to open the magic shackles.
However, he was cautious and did not rush to take action immediately. Instead, he first opened the spell book and filled all the blank spell slots. Then he changed into magic equipment and summoned his magical pet, a magic bat, to help.
After making all the preparations, the boy carefully stepped out of the cage and groped his way out along the dark and narrow passage.
After a while, he saw several snake-man jailers lying in front of the cell door.
These guys were obviously under some kind of spell and were lying on the ground snoring, completely without the slightest vigilance towards the outside world.
If it were an ordinary person, they might only think about how to escape quickly and would not dare to alert the enemy easily.
But under Zuo Si's training, Sancho had long realized the importance of cutting the grass at its roots.
Especially since there are so many monsters and guards in the tower, and there may be hidden traps and alarms, it is almost impossible to completely avoid triggering them.
If we pretend we saw nothing and let these snake people go at this moment, they might wake up instantly when the alarm sounds, and chase and intercept us from behind, posing a huge threat to the entire team.
After thinking for a moment, the boy quickly took out a bottle of colorless and transparent liquid from the package and poured two drops into the mouth of each snake man.
In less than ten seconds, these snake people began to twitch and spasm violently and uncontrollably, and finally large amounts of black blood flowed out of their mouths and noses, turning them into corpses.
After successfully poisoning the jailer, Sancho immediately took the cell key from one of the snake men and searched for his teammates in each cell.
Finally, at the end of the passage, he found Imoen, who was also imprisoned solitary confinement like himself.
The girl, who was originally lively and active, was obviously about to go crazy. As soon as she came out, she couldn't help but complain: "Damn it! These guys locked us up all day long, and they kept delivering meals to us three times a day. Are they planning to treat me like a pig? I feel like I've gained a lot of weight recently."
"Be content. At least we haven't suffered any torture or abuse. We are much luckier than other prisoners. Stop talking nonsense. Our time is limited. Hurry up and take my spellbook and prepare the spell."
Sancho handed over his spell book.
He was visibly relieved to have successfully rescued one of his companions.
After all, there is strength in numbers, so if you want to escape, the more people you have, the better.
“Give me some time!”
Without saying a word, Imoen opened the spell book and began to memorize magic.
While traveling around the Sword Coast, she had become a wizard through Sancho's instruction and self-study, and her spellcasting level had reached LV7, capable of casting up to fourth-ring magic.
There is no doubt that such a terrifying learning and growth speed is inseparable from the divine power and divinity possessed by the Son of Bhaal.
After a short rest and recollection, the youngest spellcasters in the two teams cooperated with each other and continued to move forward. Before long, they arrived under the iron cage where Jaheira and Minsk were imprisoned.
Seeing the wounds on the two people's bodies, the kind-hearted Imoen immediately couldn't help but ask with concern: "Hey! Are you okay?"
"Sancho? Imoen! How did you escape?"
Jaheira suddenly grasped the iron bars of the cage and stood up, a gleam of hope in his eyes.
"This is a long story, but in short, an unknown dark elf provided help. Now please step back a little. I will use the knocking spell to open the cage."
After that, the boy entered a state of concentration in casting a spell and began to chant the spell.
Upon hearing this, the two people in the cage hurriedly stepped back, pressed their backs against the iron bars and held on tightly with both hands.
Because the second-level magic [Knocking] in reality is not as silent as in the game, but it will make a loud noise and vibration.
Just like the name suggests, knocking can cause violent physical and magical shocks, thereby opening a locked door or lock.
This is also why many adventure teams, even if they have a wizard who can perform knocking magic, will still bring an additional thief, and let the latter be mainly responsible for breaking into doors and picking locks.
There is no other reason, it's just that the sound produced by [Knocking Technique] can easily expose one's own position.
In the blink of an eye, Sancho completed the spell at hand and released it towards the closed iron cage.
The next second...
Boom!!! With a violent impact and shock, the tightly closed iron cage door hanging in the air flew out directly and hit the petrified lizard's head below with a bang.
As extremely violent magical creatures, these giant lizards immediately became furious, staring around with their pale yellow eyes, trying to find the enemy that attacked them.
"Now! Jump!"
Jia Xila shouted at the top of his lungs, then jumped out of the iron cage and grabbed the edge of the suspension bridge while falling.
If she was just a little bit closer, she would have fallen on the spot and been turned into a sculpture by the petrified lizard, or torn into pieces and eaten alive.
In comparison, Minsk, who is stronger, looks much more calm.
Not only did it successfully land on the suspension bridge, but there was also a large yellow hamster lying on its bald head.
The man and the mouse were communicating in a language that no one else could understand.
Imoen and Sancho worked together to pull Jaheira up from the edge of the suspension bridge, and then the three of them sat on the ground together, gasping for breath.
Having escaped death, Jaheira looked at the two little guys with a slightly relieved look and said softly: "Thank you. Without you, Minsk and I might have died in this hellhole like the other prisoners."
"You're welcome. You've saved me several times before."
Sancho shrugged nonchalantly.
Ever since receiving Zuo Si's warning, he has been trying to integrate into this adventure team, especially to improve the relationship with Aberdare.
I believe that after this life-and-death test, the mutual trust between us will definitely be further strengthened.
Just when Jaheira was about to say something, Minsk on the side suddenly roared like a madman: "That's right! Bubu! We must kill that damn evil wizard! He was the one who brutally murdered Dynahei! I will make him pay with blood!"
"Hey! Calm down! Minsk! Our top priority now is to rescue Aberdare and Khalid. By the way, where is Khalid? Isn't he with you?"
Imoen raised his head and looked around at the iron cages hanging in the air, only to find that they were either empty or had only a rotten and smelly corpse left.
"That's exactly what I'm worried about. Khalid was taken away more than ten hours ago and hasn't returned yet."
As he spoke, Jaheira's tone was clearly filled with deep worry.
"What are you waiting for? Let's get on the road."
Here, here are the weapons we got from the jailer.
It may not be very handy, but it is much better than using bare hands."
Sancho took out a two-handed sword and a spear from his backpack and handed them to the two men.
Jaheira decisively chose the spear, while Minsc preferred the two-handed sword.
In this way, a group of four embarked on a journey to rescue their companions and escape from Durlag's Tower.
Little did they know that the Khalid they were trying to rescue was already dead, and his body had lost the possibility of being resurrected due to the desecration of evil magic.
Aberdair, who was also imprisoned in the upper cage, had his divine power and divinity completely deprived and was now in an extremely unstable state.
His body sometimes maintains human form, and sometimes transforms into a killer, madly devouring all living things in the tower. It gives people the feeling that he has lost all reason and completely succumbed to some primitive instinctive animality.
At this moment, Erinikas, the master of the tower, was watching all this through the magic monitoring device with an expressionless face. After several minutes, he asked without turning his head: "Why can this son of Baal become a killer after losing all his divinity and power? Where does his power come from?"
“There are only two possibilities.
One is that Baal, the god of murder, transferred a little power into his body to maintain his existence; the other is that his actions perfectly conformed to Baal's teachings, coupled with the awe, fear and faith from mortals, he finally crossed the threshold from mortal to extraordinary.
You have to understand that God is a purely spiritual and philosophical being.
This means that it is difficult to truly eliminate them at the root.
Although Baal is dead, it does not mean that he will lose all consciousness and perception like a mortal. "
Zuo Si slowly walked out of the darkness and gave the answer with interest.
Just now, the two completed a secret transaction that was unknown to the public.
The notes he was holding in his hand were the steps that Erinikas had summarized over the past few days to take in order to ascend from a mortal to a god.
Of course, whether it is really effective remains a question mark.
After all, in the original plot, this guy was defeated by Aberdare before he was deified.
"You mean to say that what I really need to face is not just a son of Baal, but the god of murder behind him?"
Erinikas frowned subconsciously.
As a powerful elven high wizard, he could clearly feel at this moment that after seizing the divine power and divinity, he seemed to have an inexplicable connection with the other party's soul.
Although it is very faint, it is real.
Whether you are willing or not, you must have a duel with it at the moment when you are about to achieve the achievement of being a god.
If you win, you can naturally break free from Baal's shackles and become the new god of the world of Toril.
But if you lose, all you have prepared will be swallowed up by Aberdare.
Perhaps he will eventually become the new god of murder, or he may become the nutrient for the resurrection of his father Baal.
But one thing is certain: you will lose everything.
So you think the game is over if you strip Aberdare of its power and divinity? No, my dear friend.
The real game has just begun.
I'm looking forward to what kind of sparks will fly between you and him.
And don't forget, if you lose this game, your soul will be mine."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the temperature in the surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point.
Especially the expression on Erinikas's face, which was almost frost-like.
He never dreamed that the other party would dig a pit in this place and wait for him to jump in.
After a brief moment of impotent rage, the elven high wizard finally calmed down and asked through gritted teeth, "Can I go back and kill him now?"
"Whatever you want. As long as you're not afraid of encountering Baal, the god of murder, himself.
Believe me, with your current strength, even if you face a dead god, the only outcome is a miserable defeat and death.
What's more, the power and divinity in your body that are integrated with your soul and belong to Baal will not only be of no help in battle, but may also be controlled by Baal.
Therefore, there is only one path before you now, and that is to absorb strength as quickly as possible to elevate yourself to the level of a quasi-god, so that you will have a chance to break free of the shackles and finally defeat Aberdare to realize your ideal.
Don't try to take shortcuts! There is only one way to success."
After saying that, Zuo Si showed a playful smile on his face, raised his hand and gently patted the other person's shoulder to show encouragement.
But the sinister and cunning revealed in those eyes could not be concealed.
He knew very well that Erinikas was now like a person who had fallen into a swamp and there was no way he could escape from his grasp.
Even if Baal, the god of murder, couldn't deal with this guy, the elven gods would step in to suppress him.
You know, the elven god Corellon is famous for being petty and vengeful.
There was once an elven priest who served him and cooperated with the dark elves out of kindness and justice. However, when the priest walked into the temple again, he was instantly shot dead by the incarnation of his own god.
If loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal.
Ever since the Dark Elves descended into the Underdark, the Spider Goddess Lolth led her children in rebellion and established their own pantheon. Corellon has an extremely low tolerance for corruption and depravity within the elven community.
No matter who it is, if they dare to offend him, the only outcome is death.
For someone like Erinikas to become a god by directly absorbing the energy of the Tree of Life is simply a slap in the face of the entire elven pantheon. Theoretically, it is impossible for it to succeed.
"I will definitely succeed in becoming a god! I will never let your evil plan succeed!"
Erinikas clenched his fists tightly, not so much to prove something to Zuo Si as to cheer himself up.
He simply couldn't imagine how miserable and desperate the result would be if his soul fell into the other party's hands.
"Yeah, yeah! That's the kind of momentum you have. Come on, I'm rooting for you."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing. Then he ignored the other party and used teleportation magic to disappear on the spot.
Erinikas stayed where she was, staring at the mad Aberdare, and left after about three to five minutes, intending to go to her sister, the vampire queen Badi, for help.
No one knew better than him how powerful the magical defense of the elven city of Sodanisla, hidden in the Wildas Forest, was.
No matter who it is, if they want to enter, they must first break the magic barrier, otherwise they may not even be able to find the entrance.
This is also why the elves living inside never care about the changes happening in the human world outside.
In addition, there are countless magical protections and powerful guards inside the city.
Strictly speaking, Sodanisla's magic barrier should belong to the category of "maze lock".
It's just not as large, complex, and complicated as Myth Drannor, the former seat of the royal court.
Just as the west coast of Faerun was once again in turmoil because of the Son of Bhaal, players from another world also gave the local natives a big eye.
Carne Village, a small village standing on the border of the kingdom.
Like most hardworking and simple farmers, the people here lead a peaceful life of working from sunrise to sunset all year round.
Although the food and clothing were not good, they were not to the point of starving. Even with the heavy taxes levied on the nobles, they could still barely maintain the most basic food and clothing.
However, as the Silian Theocracy became dissatisfied with the increasing corruption and decline of the kingdom's nobles, it began to secretly support the Baharus Empire and even sent troops disguised as imperial soldiers to attack the border in order to lure the kingdom's warrior-captain Gazef to the rescue, so as to remove this obstacle and allow the empire to quickly annex the kingdom and enhance the power of the entire human race, the villagers' living environment inevitably began to become more and more dangerous.
Recently, there have been frequent reports of villages near Ye-Rantel being attacked, massacred, and burned to the ground.
Even more unfortunately, before the villagers could decide whether to move to E-Rantel collectively to avoid the limelight, a large number of fully armed soldiers surrounded the village and killed anyone they saw without any mercy.
Many civilians, elderly people, fathers, daughters and children fell in a pool of blood.
Just when they were having a great time killing, a group of players who happened to be resting, eating and staying in the village rushed out.
Before their opponents could react, the group of guys who were worried about the decreasing number of monsters and beasts in the forest suddenly showed a ferocious smile, pounced forward and began to slaughter the troops sent by the Theocracy.
As a soldier whose physical fitness may be only slightly better than that of an ordinary person, how could he possibly defeat the elite players who are as fierce as wolves and tigers.
In just half a minute, all the soldiers and horses who rushed into the village fell to the ground and became mutilated corpses.
Their seemingly solid full body armor and fully enclosed helmets could not withstand attacks from arcane magic, divine spells, and enchanted weapons.
Not to mention these things, even the players' homemade gunpowder firearms can easily penetrate it.
Archbishop Jack of the Ancient Gods was currently holding a war hammer in one hand and a primitive double-barreled shotgun forged by a mechanic in the team in the other, and he was laughing wildly as he stepped on the corpses of a dozen soldiers and horses piled up under his feet.
"Hahahaha! I was originally wondering how to get through this boring life, and then someone came to my doorstep to entertain me.
Not bad, not bad!
It seems that this world is much more interesting and exciting than the previous one.
bring it on!
Please me with your blood and life! Whether it is the desperate cry before death or the painful wail after injury, it is the most beautiful music in the world to me. "
After saying that, Jack raised his hand, aimed at the two knights rushing towards him, and pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! The horses under the crotch of the two knights were shot in the head by the large-caliber bullets of the double-barreled shotguns, spurting out dazzling blood and brain matter, and then fell headfirst to the ground.
The knight on his back fell heavily due to the inertia caused by the high-speed charge.
Just as they were struggling to get up, they suddenly saw a shadow covering them.
The next second...
The heavy war hammer came straight towards him.
The terrifying force knocked the whole person from the ground to a height of seven or eight meters in the air. His head and helmet shattered on the spot. Eyeballs, brain matter and blood gushed out through the gap, and finally he fell to the ground motionless.
"Monster...monster!"
Seeing his companion's miserable death, another soldier collapsed instantly, dropped his weapon, turned around and tried to escape.
But just when he had crawled less than two or three meters, a big hand grabbed the neck guard of the breastplate from behind and lifted him up from the ground.
When he turned around and vaguely saw Jack's face through the fully enclosed helmet, which looked like the scene of a serial car accident, the young soldier, who was about 26 or 27 years old, could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and let out a miserable cry.
“Aa…
At the same time, he began to vomit uncontrollably and suffered from incontinence. He went completely crazy as if he had seen something indescribable.
"Fuck! That's fucking disgusting!"
Jack threw him to the ground with a look of disgust, then stomped on his neck and broke it.
Seeing this, another player nearby couldn't help but tease in a half-joking tone: "I told you to stay indoors and not come out to scare people. Also, you are already at such a high level, and you have the nerve to come out and snatch these tiny experience points from us?"
"Shut up! What do you mean by stealing experience points? I was clearly defending myself! Didn't you see them rushing in and disturbing my meal?"
Jack rolled his eyes in annoyance, stuffed two bullets into the gun chamber, then carried it on his shoulder and walked straight out of the village.
Because all the enemies in the village have been killed, the players have already rushed out to look for those escaped fish hiding in the woods.
Once discovered, no matter how the other party begs for mercy, he will be killed without mercy.
After all, since they participated in the massacre of civilians, all the players have collectively sentenced them to death.
Some were cold-blooded, cruel, and bloodthirsty maniacs who enjoyed killing people. They would even deliberately break the legs of soldiers and then watch them crawl desperately in the woods for their lives.
When the animal can hardly crawl anymore, they will chase after it and strangle or suffocate it to death while talking and laughing.
Others are playing a "heartbeat sport" that is very popular among some extremely evil player groups.
The rules are to tie a living person to a tree or a rack, then stand far enough away and throw a small dart at the heart.
The closer the throw is to the heart, the higher the score, and vice versa.
However, you cannot hit the heart directly to cause death, otherwise it will directly lead to losing the game.
In other words, if someone stabs the target in the heart and causes his death, he loses.
But if both sides avoid the vital points and fail to stab the heart, and the person tied up eventually dies from excessive blood loss, then the winner will be determined by points.
There is no doubt that this kind of insane behavior is absolutely "extremely evil" according to Feren's standards.
Normally, it would only be used on those deemed to be extremely evil, or enemies who had angered the players.
powerful!
Cold!
brutal!
Bloodthirsty!
At this moment, the villagers of Kahn Village, who were the victims, were completely dumbfounded.
The village chief fell to his knees with a thud, his whole body shaking uncontrollably and beads of sweat dripping down like soybeans.
He simply couldn't believe that these adventurers who looked very "polite" and "friendly", and who expressed their desire to rest, stay and buy food in the village, were actually a group of lunatics who were ten thousand times more terrifying than the imperial army.
Especially the skill, casualness and indifference shown by the other party when killing people. Even if you use your butt to think, you can tell that they must be executioners who kill people like crazy.
In a short while, this army disguised as the Theocracy was completely wiped out, without even a single lucky person left alive.
Not only that!
The players also stripped each other of their armor, weapons and valuables without hesitation, and collected the war horses that were not killed and brought them back to Kahn Village.
Of course, it wasn't just the villagers of Carne Village who were shocked, but also Old Bones who was hiding in the Great Tomb of Nazarick and peeping with a magic mirror.
However, this time, it was different from the last time when he was merely afraid of certain arcane and divine arts.
After witnessing the popularity of firearms and handheld small-caliber artillery among the player community, he raised the danger level of this world by two levels.
Although high-level NPCs are not afraid of these gunpowder weapons, the problem is that even adventurers have such things, so how many countries in this world should be equipped with them? Will there be thousands or even tens of thousands of cannons roaring in a large-scale war?
If that were the case, even with the defenses of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it would probably not hold out for long.
In short, the more Old Bones looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. In his mind, he had already imagined a scene in which various countries had advanced technology and prosperous magic.
Little do they know that with the current number and strength of players, they can sweep away the nearby kingdoms and empires at any time.
What he sees now is the most dangerous and terrifying force in the world.
After a battle that was not even an appetizer, the players returned to Kahn Village one after another and had a sumptuous lunch with the warm hospitality of the villagers and the village chief.
As the "village beauty", Anli Emmett was responsible for serving the prepared dishes to the table, and she looked at these players who looked a little strange with a slightly curious look.
Although the ordinary villagers in the village are now very afraid of these people who have powerful strength and killed all the invaders, they are afraid that the other party will suddenly go crazy and massacre the entire village.
But she felt that these "adventurers" in front of her were not that scary. They would even say thank you when the food was served and throw some gold coins, silver coins, small accessories and the like as tips.
Most importantly, the other party never touched her like the rude guests in the city who flirted with the barmaids.
Based on this alone, Enri felt that the players were not bad people.
One older sister even gave her a very exquisite-looking sword as a gift, and reminded the girl to learn to protect herself.
Just as the girl was smiling and preparing to walk out of the house with a bunch of gifts, the sound of horse hooves coming closer and closer broke the harmonious picture.
The players who were enjoying the food didn't hesitate for even a second. They immediately grabbed their weapons and filed out of the house. Each of them had a flushed face and was as excited as if they had won the lottery.
Jack swung his warhammer and rushed towards the middle-aged man at the front of the team, wanting to smash this seemingly most powerful guy into a pulp along with his horse.
But the opponent was obviously not a pushover and drew his sword to fight back without saying a word.
When the two weapons collided, a loud bang echoed in the ears of everyone present.
The strong airflow even caused a not-so-strong gale.
"Very good, you are a good opponent."
Seeing that someone was able to catch his attack, Jack immediately grinned and praised loudly without reservation.
"You're not bad either!"
The middle-aged man's hands were obviously trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of horror.
This was the first time in his life that he lost to his opponent in a power clash, and it was an overwhelming disadvantage.
Because he held the sword with both hands, while the other party only used one hand.
Just when a big battle was about to break out, An Li Emmett finally came to her senses and ran out of the house, waving her hands and shouting breathlessly: "Don't... don't fight! This is all a misunderstanding! They... they are not the enemy, but the kingdom's army."
moment!
The players who were murderous in the last second became harmless in the next second, and some guys were even sighing continuously.
Finally, after the explanation from the girl and the village, the warrior leader who had come from afar, Gazef, finally understood the situation and visited the corpses still in the woods outside the village, as well as the spoils collected by the players.
He could hardly believe that these guys dressed as adventurers were so fierce and powerful that they could easily kill a fully armed squadron.
But the facts are before us, and we have to believe it even if we don't want to.
So, the warrior captain bowed deeply to many players in public to express his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
But before he could express his gratitude, several guys in strange costumes suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the open space outside the village.
They were followed by a large number of soldiers and several strange creatures floating in the air.
"Damn it! I knew this attack wasn't going to be that simple!"
Gazef's expression suddenly changed.
As the warrior-chief of the kingdom, he recognized these people almost immediately as one of the elite troops of the Theocracy - "Sunlight Canon".
And those creatures floating in the air are summoned angels...
(End of this chapter)
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