In the dark of midnight...
This desolate place...
There were also the explosions and noises from the battle just now, and the blinding light produced by the release of high-level magic...
Normally, even if a businessman or adventurer happens to pass by, they should stay away from them.
Who on earth would come all the way here and risk their lives to join in the fun? Old Bones, hiding in the carriage, was puzzled, and his two eyes hidden under the magic mask kept flashing a terrifying red light.
In fact, it was not just this group of sudden unknown intruders, the entire combat test was completely out of his control from the very beginning, and nothing was expected at all.
Be it the traps that were secretly set at some unknown time, or the various magic props possessed by the players, or the madness of daring to take the enemy down with you by committing suicide before dying.
Especially the thief who just died, when facing death, he did not have the slightest hesitation, nor did he have any fear of the unknown as his life was about to end. All he had was a cruelty and brutality that could not be described in words.
Old Bones simply couldn't imagine what a person had to go through to become like this.
The most terrifying thing is that when you talk to him on a daily basis, you don’t feel that the other person is a lunatic who doesn’t take his life seriously at all.
Obviously, too much contact with players has led to a lot of misunderstandings about the world.
Just as everyone at the scene was nervously staring at the woods where footsteps were getting closer, several figures suddenly emerged from out of nowhere.
This group of people seemed to be fully armed. The young man in the lead had long black hair, heavy armor, and held a weapon that looked like a spear or a lance.
Next to him was a heavily armored warrior holding a giant tower shield, who was closely following and providing frontal protection for an old woman who looked very old and was wearing a dragon-patterned robe.
It is not difficult to see from their skillful coordination and unified actions that they are obviously an elite team with considerable strength and who often act together.
Especially the young man in the lead. When he saw Shalltear confronting the player, he did not collapse instantly like ordinary people. Instead, his eyes flashed with the same light, and he shouted without turning his head, "Now! Use it on that vampire!"
"clear!"
The old woman took a decisive step forward, opened her arms and made a gesture as if she was grabbing her heart.
moment!
The dragon pattern on her long gown burst into golden light, and then transformed into an oriental dragon made of energy.
As a person with extremely high perception ability, Shalltear undoubtedly sensed the danger in an instant, and she immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed out, wanting to kill the intruder who had locked onto her and had no idea what he was going to do.
Unfortunately, she obviously overlooked that the players were not the kind of people who were afraid of death.
These lunatics, whose thought processes are completely different from those of normal people, have started to get a little carried away by the death of one of their companions, and their faces are filled with hideous and terrifying expressions.
Less than half a second after Shalltear rushed out, a warrior drank a bottle of speed potion, then entered a frenzy state, swung the magic axe in his hand, and smashed it down on his head.
“Get lost!!!”
Shalltear was obviously irritated by this desperate stalking, but she didn't dare to use her dropper spear to pierce the other party, for fear of being hit in the face and exploded again. She could only cast magic to try to push or knock away this troublesome guy.
Unfortunately, the warrior obviously came with the intention of dying together with her, so how could he give her such an opportunity? He grinned and threw the axe in his hand as a long-range weapon.
Bang! Shalltear had no choice but to end her spell preparation early and wield her spear to block.
The opponent's huge power bonus made her hands numb and she almost dropped her weapon.
But at this critical moment, the soldier who lost his weapon not only had no intention of retreating, but instead rushed forward and threw him to the ground, and at the same time activated his self-destruction without hesitation.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by dazzling fire, lightning, explosions and splashing acid, Shalltear once again suffered huge damage. Her face, which had already been completely disfigured by the explosion once, was completely unrecognizable, becoming bloody and hideous.
When another player stepped forward, she subconsciously took a step back involuntarily. It was obvious that she had been traumatized by the explosion. Her pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, and then dilated again.
Needless to say, this evil, cruel, bloodthirsty vampire true ancestor retreated in the face of the player's madness!
She was 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, with no fear of death at all.
Several members who looked older even shed tears of emotion.
In their view, it was a remarkable achievement for these adventurers to fight such a terrifying vampire for such a long time, not to mention that they did not hesitate to sacrifice their own lives in order to delay the enemy's attack.
What kind of spirit is this? This is the noble spirit of devotion to the entire human race! It is also the great character that the top leaders of the Church have been promoting and advocating!
That's right.
This intruding team was none other than the Black Scripture, the most powerful of the six colored scriptures of the Church.
The young man holding a spear in the lead is the "god-man" captain who holds the first seat - Will True Roland.
The so-called gods, to put it bluntly, are the descendants of the players who saved humanity from slavery.
There is a certain chance that they will experience atavism, that is, they will inherit the power of the players to a certain extent, and can easily cross the threshold of LV60 in the Tree World Game. They are the most core and powerful force in the Church.
The old woman running in a dragon-patterned robe is the old woman who almost succeeded in controlling Shalltear in the original plot.
Their original mission was to go deep into the forest and wait for an opportunity to subdue the "Dragon King of Destruction" who was predicted to awaken, that is, the huge sealed magic tree.
As luck would have it, I discovered a fierce battle scene here while on the way and immediately decided to rush over to check the situation.
After all, there were trap explosions and piercing noises, as well as high-level spell battles and creature summonings, and they could be seen clearly from several kilometers away.
In particular, the divine and arcane spells above the sixth ring released by the players, as well as the ninth and tenth-tier magics thrown around by Shalltear, would all produce extremely violent energy fluctuations.
It is very easy for magic casters in this world to perceive it.
Therefore, from the moment the two sides started fighting, the nearby Black Scripture Team noticed something was wrong and rushed over from a distance at an extremely fast speed.
With the activation of the item "Alluring Beauty" left behind by the first batch of players who traveled through this world, a dazzling golden dragon instantly soared into the sky, directly illuminating the originally dark night as bright as day.
As the targeted target, Shalltear only saw a white flash before her eyes, and then she completely lost consciousness.
When she recovered again, she had become a puppet under 100% control of the Theocracy. She walked straight over with a very submissive attitude, knelt on one knee and saluted the old woman.
Because everything happened so fast and so suddenly, Old Bones hiding in the car had no time to react.
Just as he was confused and trying to figure out the situation, Albedo's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Your Majesty, I have an emergency to report to you. Shalltear Bloodfallen has rebelled!"
"What? What's going on?!"
Although Old Bones tried to remain calm, there was still a hint of panic and nervousness in his voice.
How could I not be nervous!
After coming to this world and discovering that all NPCs had gained independent will and personality, he had been worried about such a situation.
After all, before traveling through time, he was just an insignificant salesman in the real world. He was often insulted, reprimanded, and even subjected to personal humiliation by his superiors. He did not have even the slightest management and leadership experience.
But what about these NPCs created by other guild members? Basically, each of them has the "genius" template! Therefore, Lao Gutou is actually very inferior and lacks confidence in his heart.
Coupled with the long-standing loneliness, he feared more than anyone else the prospect of losing the people he was most familiar with in this strange world, namely the NPCs in the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
其表现包括但不限于放任迪米乌哥斯进行邪恶残忍的实验跟计划，根本不阻止雅儿贝德一口一个“人类是低贱下等生物”的用词，允许夏提雅随意的去杀戮人类、满足其嗜血的欲望等等。
甚至为了不辜负这些邪恶NPC对于一个所谓“无上至尊”的幻想，不断主动舍弃人性主动向不死生物靠拢。
因此当得知夏提雅叛变的消息后，这家伙感觉自己整个人都要炸裂开了。
雅儿贝德无疑感受到了老骨头的情绪，赶忙解释道：“就在刚才我发现夏提雅与纳萨力克大坟墓的联系突然被强行切断了，紧跟着打开主控制源面板进行查看，发现她的名字已经变成了象征叛变的红色。”
“你的意思是……夏提雅受到了精神支配？”
老骨头语气中充满了震惊和难以置信。
毕竟作为吸血鬼真祖，夏提雅的种族毫无疑问是不死生物，否则也不会那么害怕玩家们可能会释放的【阳炎爆】、【毁灭武器】。
而不死生物模板的特性就是完全免疫一切精神类攻击和魅惑法术，哪怕是夺心魔的心灵控制也不例外。
“没错！我建议您和塞巴斯·蒂安立刻返回大坟墓，然后组织讨伐队解决夏提雅，防止可能出现的情报外泄。”
不得不说，在不发癫的情况下，雅儿贝德绝对可以算得上是个不错的大管家，总能给出最正确的建议。
可当面被NTR的老骨头怎么可能咽的下这口气，转过头看着车窗外夏提雅被控制的画面，内心之中瞬间燃起了名为愤怒的火焰。
无法原谅！
不可容忍！
由公会同伴绞尽脑汁创造出来的“孩子们”怎么可以被敌人夺走！ 但这种愤怒很快便被不死生物的特性压制，取而代之的是理性的思维，以及对那件能够控制不死者道具的恐惧。
毕竟他不死者，在无法搞清楚这玩意究竟能控制多少人、是否有冷却CD之前，任何轻举妄动都有可能导致全军覆没。
尤其是作为公会内唯一一名玩家，他如果不小心被控制，那么整个纳萨力克大坟墓就会落入对方的掌控。
这绝对是毁灭性的灾难。
可问题是任由夏提雅被带走，也同样会让纳萨力克大坟墓的秘密暴露在这个世界的土著眼中。
光凭公会内基本全都是不死生物和各种恐怖的异形，但凡用屁股想也知道各个国家会做出怎样的反应。
于是乎，老骨头整个人不可避免陷入了进退两难的境地。
正当他纠结不已的时候，已经宣告死亡两人的玩家冒险小队，径直向漆黑圣典走去。
由于这些人在之前战斗中表现出来的强大实力，以及在外人眼中英勇无畏的牺牲精神，后者并没有做出任何带有威胁性的举动。
神人队长威尔更是主动上前两步单手抚胸鞠了一躬，用充满敬意的口吻说道：“谢谢，谢谢你们的协助和牺牲。
否则我们没可能这么轻松就控制住如此可怕的吸血鬼。
我以教国漆黑圣典首席的身份发誓，所有在这场战斗中牺牲的人都是英雄。
他们和你们的名字会被刻在石碑上供所有人类瞻仰。
除此之外，我还可以保证回去之后向大神官们申请一笔抚恤金，让所有人都得到应有的补偿。”
毫无疑问，威尔·特鲁·罗兰德是个极度骄傲自负的人，在遇到教国最强战力绝死绝命之前甚至有一种天老大、我老二的气势。
哪怕后来被按在地上胖揍了一顿也依旧没有多少改变，只是在绝死绝命面前变得稍微谦虚了一点而已。
这一点从他总是自称我一个人就等同于整个“漆黑圣典”这句话便能略窥一二。
可是今天，这个极度骄傲自负的家伙却低头了，并且还摆出一副谦卑的样子。
因为威尔从见到夏提雅的刹那就已经断定，这样的怪物自己是绝对不可能打赢的。
别说打赢了，要是没有倾国倾城这件世界级道具在，怕是整个小队连带自己都要交代。
可眼前这群伤痕累累、与如此恐怖敌人战斗了那么长时间，甚至给对方造成了极大伤害的玩家呢？ 他们不仅成功拖住了夏提雅，而且还在夏提雅以极快速度冲向倾国倾城使用者对其发起攻击的时候，用自己的生命拖延并阻碍了敌人的前进，甚至让如此强大的吸血鬼产生了畏惧。
如果这样的人都得不到应有的尊敬，那还有什么人值得尊敬呢？ 王国那些混吃等死、只知道争权夺利的腐朽贵族吗？
看着这位漆黑圣典神人队长脸上肃穆的表情，小队中的二把手站出来，贴在对方耳边低声说道：“谢谢什么都免了吧，现在还不是欢庆胜利的时候。
看到后边那辆马车了吗？
里边还有两个跟这个吸血鬼是一伙的家伙。
他们有一个算一个都不比你们控制的吸血鬼弱多少。”
“什么？你确定这不是在开玩笑！”
威尔脸色骤然大变。
要知道一个夏提雅就让他感到绝望，更不用提还有两个同样厉害的。
“我当然不是在开玩笑。
你以为我们为什么会遭到攻击？
碰巧吗？ 怎么可能！
一切都是有预谋的。
而幕后黑手就是马车上的两个混蛋。
从雇佣我们开始，这两个杂碎就在暗中策划着这场袭击。
不相信的话可以去问问那个被你们控制的吸血鬼。
所以为了人类、为了这个世界的和平与安全，我们必须要解决掉他们。
根据我们这两天的观察，其中一个家伙肯定是不死生物，另外一个暂时不太好判断。
我们刚好掌握着一种可以瞬间对不死生物造成巨大杀伤的法术。
只要你们全力配合，咱们一起肯定能拿下对方。
就算打不过，我们也愿意留下来断后给你们争取逃跑的时间。
怎么样，要不要联手干这一票？”
玩家小队的二把手脸上浮现出了令人不寒而栗的疯狂表情。
杀了老子的两个兄弟还想全身而退？
别做梦了！
今天就算全员死光也要让你付出代价！
更何况对于玩家来说，什么教国、纳萨力克大坟墓、漆黑圣典，统统都是游戏中的NPC而已，肯定是能利用就利用。
“凯莱尔大人，他们说的是真的吗？”
神人队长立刻转过身去询问使用倾国倾城的老妪。
后者显然已经通过简单的交谈，从夏提雅口中得到了大量关于纳萨力克大坟墓的情报，毫不犹豫的点了点头：“是的！这些勇士说的没错！而且我还得到一个至关重要的消息，那就是马车上的不死生物就是这一次百年余震的降临者。”
“百……百年余震！”
听到这句话，威尔感觉一股凉气瞬间从脚下直冲天灵盖，不由自主的打了个哆嗦。
作为第一降临玩家的后代，以及教国仅次于绝死绝命的顶尖战力，他怎么可能会不知道“百年余震”降临的玩家有多么恐怖。
看看仅凭当年六大神留下的遗产就能带领人类屹立在这个世界数百年不倒的教国，再看看把龙族差点杀绝种、一度支配整个世界的八欲王，就知道这个群体对整个世界的破坏力有多么恐怖。
相比起本地土著充满恐惧的反应，玩家组成的小队则明显淡定许多。
二把手更是摆出一副不屑的样子冷笑道：“怎么，怕了吗？ 别忘了，从强行控制那只吸血鬼开始，你们跟他们之间的关系就是不死不休。
尤其是在你们得到了那么多消息和情报之后，哪怕是为了保护自己，马车里的人也会毫不犹豫将所有知情者赶尽杀绝一个不留。
与其在这里畏首畏尾，倒不如趁着对方还没准备好发起突袭，运气好说不定能一波将其带走。
就算失败了，起码也能搜集到足够的情报。
所以别像个娘们一样墨迹，到底干不干给个痛快话。”
“干！当然要干！”
年轻气盛的威尔哪里受得了这样的激将，当机立断便给出肯定答复。
毕竟他现在已经成功控制住了对方的一个强大战力，还有那么多愿意以命相搏的勇士，这要是退缩了恐怕会被骂一辈子胆小鬼。
最重要的是，有倾国倾城在，他觉得就算打不赢全身而退应该也没什么太大的问题。
很快，两伙人利用老骨头还在马车里纠结的功夫简单商量了一下战术。
短短半分钟之后，被控制的夏提雅就直接从天而降发动了一次猛烈的突袭。
轰！！！！！！！！
With a deafening roar and explosion, she kicked off the battle with the ninth-tier magic [Scarlet Nova].
Although Sebastian, who remained alert at all times, tried to parry and block, the problem was that the spell was a group explosion plus fire damage effect, 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 human-shaped skeleton inside.
When he saw the sinister smiles on the players' faces, he instantly realized that he had been exposed from the very beginning.
It’s just that for some reason, the other party did not choose to expose it, but pretended to know nothing and played a play with me.
The clown turned out to be me! Old Bones lost his defense on the spot and asked angrily: "You...you knew the truth from the beginning?"
"Hahahaha! Why, you seem surprised? Don't worry, there are more surprises to come.
Not only do we know your true face, we also know all your names.
Whether it's the flying squirrel in the game, or Suzuki Satoru as a human, or the guild name Ainz Ooal Gown that may be used next.
There is nothing secret about you in our eyes.
From this moment on, we will become your worst nightmare for the rest of your life."
With naked and undisguised sarcasm, the team's second-in-command directly tore off a nine-ring magic scroll [Time Stop].
moment!
The whole world fell into black and white.
Without any hesitation, he took out the scroll again and activated the nine-ring magic [Imprisonment].
This is an extremely insane protective magic.
The effect is to directly lock a creature into a magic sphere and hide it permanently.
The creature enters a state of suspended animation, as if affected by eternal stasis.
There is no need to breathe, no hunger, and even the age will remain at the moment of imprisonment.
Unless someone nearby uses the special nine-ring magic [Freedom Spell] or [Unbinding Spell], they will be released and regain their freedom.
In addition, wishes and miracles can achieve similar effects.
This means that if the [Ring of Wishing upon a Star (actually the Ring of Three Wishes)] in Bones' hand cannot produce any effect, if he does not master the [Freedom Spell] or if this spell does not exist in the game, the Great Tomb of Nazarick will forever lose a maximum-level NPC.
Since the imprisonment effect does not result in death, even resurrection is not possible.
Obviously, the second-in-command of this player team knows very well how to retaliate so as to make the enemy feel pain, and he is completely killing people and destroying their hearts.
At the moment when time stopped and disappeared, Old Bones, who had just crawled up from the ground, saw the loyal Sebastian suddenly being wrapped up by a magic sphere, and then turned into a meteor and disappeared on the spot.
There were two full-level NPCs, one was snatched away by the other party in front of him, and the other was sent to an unknown place by magic. This made the string of reason in his mind break, and he directly cast an impact spell to knock Shalltear away, and then roared at the others present: "How dare you do this! Die! Super-level magic - Skyfall!"
moment!
A huge magic circle appeared out of nowhere, releasing a terrifying aura that could destroy the world.
"Super...super?!"
The divine captain Will was completely dumbfounded.
In his life, he had rarely seen magic of the seventh and eighth ranks, and he only knew that the tenth was the pinnacle of magic.
As for the super-level magic equivalent to the legendary magic of the continent of Faerun, he had never even heard of it.
"Go and stop him!"
The old woman called Kelaire immediately gave Shalltear an order.
Although she was quite old, she was calmer and more rational than other members of the Black Scripture. She knew that if this spell was cast, she and others would be in great danger.
[Self-time acceleration]! Shalltear instantly used her remaining little mana to activate a powerful ability, and her entire body turned into a red lightning and rushed towards the location where the old bones were.
Bang! The dropper spear directly shattered the latter's thigh bone, turning his two legs into one.
But unfortunately, this attack did not interrupt the concentration of casting the spell.
Old Bones was in a state of rage, but he managed to complete the super-level magic with his strong willpower.
In the blink of an eye, a dazzling blue beam of light dropped from the sky, spreading in all directions at an unimaginable speed, ruthlessly destroying everything around it.
Upon seeing this, Captain Shenren did not dare to stay for even a second. He picked up the user of the stunning beauty and instantly used the teleportation magic item. Finally, he escaped to an unknown place before being affected.
With him were several other senior members.
But the remaining cannon fodder were not so lucky.
Some of them didn't react in time, and some didn't have any magic props for teleportation at all, and were directly swallowed up by the deep blue energy storm.
When everything calmed down, a huge crater was formed in the center of the sky, like a meteorite impact.
Just when Old Bones thought he had destroyed all the enemies, he suddenly saw a figure flash in front of him, followed by a dazzling golden light that enveloped him and Shalltear, who was only breathing her last breath.
Then the bodies of the two began to swell uncontrollably, and finally exploded with a bang.
"Bah! You self-righteous idiot! Go to hell!"
These were the last words Old Bones heard before he lost consciousness.
Although he had no idea how the other party had survived 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 that specifically targeted undead creatures.
“Ahem… This BOSS is really hard to defeat, but the experience points it gives are really awesome.”
After a violent coughing up of blood, the player who successfully killed Old Bone for the first time finally fell in a pool of blood and breathed his last.
His body was so badly damaged that it could not be repaired.
Therefore, after the main brain used this connection point to extract all the energy, it directly abandoned the physical body and injected its consciousness and energy into the new clone.
In other words, the entire player team has now been resurrected in the floating city of Plantia.
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 they had both been there since the beginning of this battle.
It's just that it was hidden well and not discovered.
Zuo Si even bent down without hesitation to pick up a magic ring that Old Bone dropped when he died. It could increase the mana limit, and asked with interest, "How is it? What do you think of the players' performance in this battle?"
“Perfect! To be honest, I didn’t expect them to be able to kill such a high-level enemy in the early stages.
What I also didn't expect was that as a legendary spellcaster with a spellcasting level equivalent to LV28 to 29 in Faerun, this guy didn't even know any metamagic techniques or spell counters, or he knew but didn't use them at all.
When it comes to spell duels, he's too weak, so weak that I have no interest in fighting him myself.
If I let go without any restrictions, I could easily defeat it in a few seconds.
Are you sure he really came from the same place or parallel universe as you?"
Shane VII frowned and raised the question in his heart.
After all, the spellcasting level of LV28 to 29 is not low in Faerun, not to mention that the opponent uses the "blue bar" to cast spells, which is more flexible than spell slots.
Normally, this should be a relatively powerful and difficult enemy.
But after seeing Old Bones' lame spellcasting method with his own eyes, Shane VII felt that he could beat the opponent as soon as he crossed the threshold of legend.
“If you think this guy is too weak, you can teach him how to conduct a real spell duel through other means.
Even teaching the magical knowledge, skills and spells of the continent of Faerun is fine.
But I doubt whether he can really learn it.
After all, you saw it too.
Rather than being a mage who studies and uses magic, he is more of a simple magic user.
It's like a golem that has been imbued with a large amount of magic and has its own consciousness.
I even doubt whether he can understand the complex principles of magic, let alone develop and create spells of his own based on them.
Again, I think he and all players were created by the Dragon Emperor through some unknown original magic.
Including those NPCs, they simply 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 had never done anything related to "learning" and "creation" from beginning to end, he was simply living off the capital of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Moreover, after establishing the so-called "Magic Kingdom", the undead creatures were actually allowed to use the most primitive tools - hoes to reclaim wasteland and grow food, instead of using more advanced machinery or performing a certain degree of physical transformation on the undead creatures.
Is this something that people in the future information explosion era will be able to do? When Zuo Si used undead laborers in the Nelanther Islands and Luskan, he equipped these undead with many relatively advanced tools.
These include machines that can automatically sow and harvest by pushing them, large plows pulled by several undead together, and so on.
Although he himself is not very good at this, at least he knows that improving tools can lead to higher efficiency, rather than mindlessly relying on the number of undead and their never-tiring characteristics to pile up.
But Sean VII shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said, "How can you know if you don't try this kind of thing?
I believe that after this death lesson, our protagonist will become very cautious.
I will find an opportunity to get in touch with him and see if I can obtain information on high-level magic or some interesting props through exchange.
Oh, yes, and the Theocracy.
They seem to have a lot of things I'm interested in, like the robe that can control even the undead."
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: “Whatever you want.
Anyway, now that the Church knows the truth, it won’t be long before they spread the news.
This means that our protagonist doesn't have much time left.
Especially considering his own identity as an undead and that unfortunate guild consisting of only aliens and undead, it was almost certain that they would be besieged.
We only need to create a little panic and conflict at the right time, and then the whole world will immediately become chaotic.
Once those true dragon kings who master the original magic begin to take action, our chance will come."
"Don't worry, I will stay in this world to ensure the smooth implementation of the entire plan. Also, I noticed that you seem to have summoned a lot of demons into this world?"
Shane VII suddenly raised his head and asked.
“Well, yes.
On the one hand, it is to conduct business and obtain souls; on the other hand, it is to collect intelligence.
Asmodeus hopes to use the abilities of the planeswalkers to connect the Hell plane with more material worlds and thereby obtain a stable supply of souls.
If nothing unexpected happens, a new round of bloody battle will begin soon.
After all, letting demons and devils consume each other is the consensus of countless gods and outer planes.
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 straightforwardly and directly.
This is different from the powerful demon lords who like to directly corrode the entire material plane and then pull it into the bottomless abyss to turn it into a level to strengthen their own strength.
The devils who are good at sustainable exhaustion of resources will never do such a thing as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.
Although it feels great to directly devour a material plane and gain hundreds of millions of souls in an instant.
But the problem is that that means the entire material plane will be swallowed up, and no more mortal souls will be born.
Compared to a one-time deal, the devil prefers a long-term approach, that is, allowing mortals to continue living in their original places, and then through temptation and guidance, let their souls fall into hell after death.
This is why many gods give backdoors to the demons, allowing them to conduct their business under certain constraints.
But when it comes to demons, they are usually just killed.
Shane VII nodded thoughtfully and couldn't help but sighed: "I see. In addition to the Son of Bhaal that Faerun is messing around with and ruling a huge empire, you also have to take care of Hell. You are really busy."
"yes.
When you have time in the future, you can come to visit the ninth level of Baator Hell.
I must now return to Faerûn to deal with the affairs of the Sons of Bhaal.
Judging from the time, Aberdare and his group should have escaped from Durrag's Tower and successfully teleported to Athkatla.
Erinikas also began to plan to take the final step from a mortal to a god.
Let us wait and see who will be the winner of this game.”
After saying this, Zuo Si activated the power of sparks and disappeared on the spot.
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, then 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, it can be said that Old Bones suffered a great loss this time.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the "Flying Squirrel Jade" on his chest, which served as a world prop, did not fall off, otherwise he would have cried to death.
However, Zuo Si, who returned to Faerun, did not know that when Aberdare and his group were escaping from the Tower of Durlag, there was a small problem with the portal, so that they were teleported to a village dozens of kilometers away from the city.
Right now, the team, who only had dozens of gold coins collected during their escape from the Tower of Durlag, was trying to bargain with a coachman, hoping to ride in the magic carriage operated by the West Coast Imperial Government at a relatively low price.
"Damn it! How many times have I told you! I'm just a coachman, I have no right to lower the price. Either pay and get on the bus, or walk slowly to Athkatra."
The driver, who looked to be around 40 years old, was obviously getting quite impatient. He wanted to wave the whip in his hand several times to abandon these "poor guys" and drive away directly.
"Okay, fine, we'll pay."
After a long time of effort, Imoen finally realized that bargaining was not allowed in this kind of public carriage. He had no choice but to open his dry purse and reluctantly took out a few silver coins and handed them to the other party.
After checking the weight and type of the silver coins, the driver nodded with satisfaction.
“Wouldn’t it be better if it was like this earlier?
Now go find an empty seat in the car and remember to stay away from those animals.
The last time I was driving a bus, a poor girl accidentally fell asleep on the road.
As a result, her beautiful long hair was gnawed by a group of sheep and was completely disfigured. She was still crying after getting off the bus. "
"Uh-thank you, we'll keep an eye on it."
The corner of Imoen's mouth twitched, and he immediately called on other teammates to get on this magical heavy truck from the back door.
As soon as they entered the carriage, they smelled a pungent odor and various "bleating", "humming" and "mooing" sounds.
A fat, castrated boar put its face right in front of the girl and arched its back. Imoen was so scared that he immediately kicked it away and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Oh my God! Whose pig is this! Take it away!"
"Ah! Sorry! Sorry!"
A young farmer rushed out and carried the pig back to his seat by the ear.
As a means of transportation connecting towns and villages in the West Coast Empire, public carriages are obviously not just for transporting goods or people as many people imagine.
Things like livestock and poultry could also be stuffed into the carriages.
This car alone carried six cows, a dozen sheep, more than twenty 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 brought about by backward agricultural production.
Because towns consumed large quantities of these meat and eggs, public horse-drawn carriages in the countryside had to transport similar livestock and poultry every day.
As for the smell inside the car...
All I can say is that except for farmers who are used to dealing with these things, others certainly can't stand it.
Fortunately, the customers who took this kind of public carriage were basically no one else but farmers living in the countryside.
So no one in the carriage complained. Instead, everyone was happily chatting with each other, discussing how much they could sell these things for when they were shipped to the city.
Sancho, Imon and Aberdare covered their noses as soon as they got on the bus.
Only Jaheira, a druid, and Minsk, who had a severe brain injury and was a little stupid, remained unmoved.
And so, accompanied by a cartload of farmers, animals, and the smell of their feces, the great son of Bhaal set foot on the land of southern Amn.
(End of this chapter)