Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Accompanied by deafening noises and intensive artillery roars,
As a super airship that can easily carry more than 5,000 people and a large amount of supplies, the recently manufactured Thunder implements the design concept of "bigger is better, more is beautiful". No matter its width, length or height, it is far superior to a 200,000-ton cargo ship.
Moreover, the inventor of the Gund Church who was responsible for its construction was also a loyal believer of the "Multi-Turret Cult".
Relying on the powerful technology and magic of the West Coast Empire, he installed more than two dozen double and even triple rotating turrets on the side, and the total number of gun barrels exceeded seventy.
You should know that this thing is not the original version of the primitive cannon loaded from the back hall, but it is very close to the artillery of the World War II era, and has been greatly improved in both loading and firing rate.
The formula for smoke powder provided by the craftsman god Gund also incorporates magical elements, and its explosive power is more than ten times the original.
If only one side of the turret opens fire, the entire airship will continue to drift in the opposite direction due to the huge recoil force, and the main function is to provide fire coverage.
As for accuracy...
Sorry, this thing was not taken into consideration at all.
As long as the firepower coverage is dense enough to directly cover the entire battlefield, accuracy is not important at all.
In fact, every member of the Inventors' Guild currently serving the West Coast Empire believes in the science of firepower superiority, and their minds are full of thoughts on how to install more and larger-caliber guns on giant airships.
There was no thought at all about range and precision guidance.
After all, the West Coast Empire is the only one in the entire continent of Faerun that owns airships on a large scale, and the Empire is the only one that mass-produces and uses thermal weapons, and each gunboat is also equipped with a certain number of dragon knights for escort.
Therefore, apart from those magic ships capable of space and extra-dimensional travel, they did not need to consider air battles under the same conditions, and naturally the technology tree was distorted, emphasizing only the comprehensive suppression of air to ground.
Those semicircular turrets extending from the outer shell of the airship pod can not only rotate 180 degrees left and right, but also adjust 45 to 60 degrees up and down.
This undoubtedly ensured that no matter which direction the airship was facing, it would always be able to fire at a part of the battery.
Of course, in addition to expensive items such as artillery shells, the Thunder also carried incendiary bombs, cluster bombs and heavy aerial bombs weighing hundreds of kilograms or even tons.
This thing is placed directly in the suspended ammunition bay at the bottom of the airship.
As long as the commander gives the order to open the safety gate, the bullets can be dropped from the sky like raindrops, causing unimaginable damage to fixed targets on the ground.
So when the airship's artillery began to roar continuously, and heavy bombs and incendiary bombs were thrown over the heads of the dark elves and monsters, the originally bad battle situation was curbed at once.
Hundreds of enemies didn't even have time to scream in the flames and explosions, their bodies were either torn into pieces or burned to charcoal alive.
In short, it looked like hell at first glance.
The dark elves, who were used to fight with cold weapons and magic, had never seen such a scene before and were stunned for a moment.
The monsters behaved even more terribly and immediately fell into chaos.
The short distance of a few hundred meters from the rear to the city wall was littered with incomplete corpses and wounded soldiers howling in pain under the flames.
After a round of attacks stopped, the originally flat grass and woods were covered with crates of various sizes.
Many ancient trees that were dozens of meters high were directly blown off by artillery shells, while others were turned into sky-high torches by the effect of incendiary bombs and collapsed with a crackling sound.
"No matter who it is! Destroy that flying ship! Now! Immediately!"
Seeing that his own side had suffered such heavy casualties and their morale was in danger of collapsing at any moment, Cripple Jazz immediately roared like a madman at the priests, mages, and the dragons flying in the sky around him.
Although before launching the attack he had already overestimated the ability of this powerful weapon to make the Red Robe Mage of Sel retreat.
But who could have imagined that the destructive power of this thing in war was beyond one's imagination.
But it's no wonder.
After all, the old models of airships still used outdated cannons, which was equivalent to moving a wooden battleship from the sea to the air.
But what about this latest model of Thunder? After a period of explosive development of magic and technology, it has directly leapt from the era of sailing to the level of World War II.
Even the pod and the airbags themselves are equipped with protective armor and adopt an integrated design, so they can withstand the dragon's scratches, bites, and spit for a while.
Of course, those old models of airships have also been modified into new ones.
Currently, the entire empire maintains a total of seven aerial gunboat formations, which are deployed in important strategic locations to deter neighboring countries and forces.
But so far no one has been so blind as to dare to come out and try out the power of these new weapons.
"Oh my God! Is this the famous aerial gunship of the West Coast Empire? It's simply a war fortress!"
Severil, the commander of the elven army, pulled the sword out of the eye of the hill giant he had just killed, his face full of shock and disbelief.
Although Evermeet Island has a space fleet composed of star-wing magic warships, whose powerful magic force is enough to wipe a city off the map in an instant, that is the result of the joint efforts of dozens of high-level elven wizards.
But what about this gunboat now?
Apart from a few mages in the central control room who are responsible for maintaining magical protection during battles, no human control is needed at all.
All the shells and bombs are manufactured in advance at the rear and moved into the cabin for storage.
Moreover, after Shuoyou's transformation, both the turret and the ammunition supply are fully automatic.
The commander and the dragon knight were the only living people on the entire ship, the rest were simple constructs and undead creatures without exception.
This means that as long as the finances of the West Coast Empire allow, it is entirely possible to mass-produce dozens of ships, directly cross the seas and mountains to launch surprise bombings on targets thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers away, and raze enemy cities and villages to the ground.
"Look! Those dragons are flying over and trying to attack our allies!"
A ranger shouted, pointing at the red dragon, green dragon, and black dragon that were seizing the high ground in space and then swooping down from different directions.
"Don't worry, our allies are capable of protecting themselves. Instead of worrying about them, you should be careful about how these vicious cousins will react next."
As he spoke, Severell led the charge to the area where the enemy was most concentrated, wielding the silver-glowing Moon Blade in his hand and killing indiscriminately.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen elite dark elf warriors fell in a pool of blood, covering their necks, eyes and other vital parts with unwilling looks on their faces.
Because the enemy coalition was blocked by artillery fire and bombs, the part that climbed up the city wall had become an isolated force and was being besieged by elven soldiers that outnumbered them several times.
Without backup they wouldn't have lasted long.
As for the summoned demons and yugoloths, they immediately cast teleportation spells and retreated to the rear when they saw the situation was not good.
This is why Cripple Jazz is so nervous and anxious.
His original plan was to use a surprise attack to directly fight the elves on the wall, forcing the other party not to easily use those large-scale destructive spells and artillery attacks.
But now there is a huge loophole in this plan. Although the airship dare not bomb the battle area near the wall of both sides, it can cut off the people who rush up later.
Therefore, the Drow coalition must shoot down or even drive away the gunboat at all costs.
At the very least, we must prevent it from carrying out such indiscriminate bombing from such a high position.
Following Cripple Jazz's order, the first one to rush towards the airship was an old male red dragon with a bad temper.
It is over twenty-five meters long and is obviously larger and more ferocious than other dragons.
He stubbornly endured the defensive lightning shot from the airship and rushed directly to the flight deck, wanting to open his mouth and spit out a deadly breath of fire.
But unfortunately, at this critical moment, two dragon knights and their dragon companions suddenly jumped out of the side cabin and rushed over from the left and right directions respectively.
One of them spewed out biting frost, and the other spewed out a highly corrosive acid liquid.
If it was an ordinary spell, with the resistance brought by the old red dragon's physique and scales, there was no need to pay any attention to it at all.
But the problem was that he didn't dare to underestimate the breath from his own kind, so he immediately made a sharp turn and flew to a higher place at an angle of almost ninety degrees.
Just as the original propeller fighter fights liked to seize the commanding heights, the battles between dragons were the same.
Whoever occupies the high point will have a wider field of vision, and it will also be easier to dive and attack the enemy.
On the other side, several other dragons were also entangled by the dragon rider, and an extremely rare air battle unfolded around the huge airship.
Although the dragons of the Dragon Knights were all bred by Zuo Si through the fusion of multiple dragon species through genetic and magical transformation technology, their actual age is often very young.
But their size is already approaching that of a young or even adult dragon in this world.
The damage caused by dragon breath is also almost the same.
I guess the only thing he lacks is rich combat experience and spell-like abilities.
However, with the help of specially trained knights and the fact that they were outnumbered, they did not suffer much.
But after the dragon's attack, the airship obviously couldn't fire as recklessly as before, but had to be careful to avoid accidentally hurting its own people.
The decrease in the intensity of firepower immediately restored the morale of the Drow coalition forces on the ground and they rushed towards the wall again.
One of the female drow even released an unknown spell at an extremely fast speed after approaching the city gate.
The next second...
Snap! The originally solid door instantly shattered into countless tiny pieces like glass.
These fragments were extremely sharp and immediately caused serious damage to the elf soldiers who were waiting behind the door. The one closest to them had a bloody face and his eyes turned into creepy blood holes.
Although the enchanted armor on their bodies blocked most of the damage, some of their exposed skin was still pierced and scratched by the sharp fragments, and they fell to the ground with screams.
"Right now! Rush in and kill all these damn surface fairies! The great Queen God will bless us!"
Another high-ranking priestess wearing the holy emblem raised her mace and charged with a group of giant spiders and spider-like drow that suddenly jumped out of the ground.
Especially the latter, which can not only crawl on 90-degree walls and even ceilings like a spider, but also has a strong jumping ability like a grasshopper, and can easily jump to a height of two floors or a distance of more than ten meters.
Once these guys jump into the crowd, they will immediately destroy the formation that has been organized with great difficulty, causing the surrounding elf soldiers to fall into chaos.
Almost at the same time, the earth giants enslaved by magic also crawled out from the ground, relying on their extremely hard shells, and rushed through the crowd like heavy tanks.
The goblins who served as cannon fodder could finally make use of their numerical advantage. They used their short height to get between their opponents' legs and use the daggers and daggers in their hands to attack their vital parts or thighs.
Some elf warriors would often feel a sudden sharp pain coming from below while fighting, and when they lowered their heads, they found that they had been severely stabbed by the goblins.
There is no doubt that the Dark Elf coalition taught these self-righteous "young master soldiers" from Yongju Island a solid lesson with their fearless attack.
If the elves themselves did not have much fear of death, humans would have collapsed long ago.
At this moment, more than 600 of the 5,000 soldiers have died, and nearly 1,400 to 1,500 are injured to varying degrees.
But Silinxi remained unmoved and still had no intention of starting the magic ceremony. Instead, she watched these elven warriors, priests and low-level wizards fighting bloody battles.
Because she knew that the Queen asked her to lead this team so that they could experience the ups and downs and realize the cruelty of this world again, and eventually grow into pillars with firm will.
As for those who died in the battle, they can all be resurrected by high-level priests after the battle is over.
Yes, you read that right, it is a collective resurrection.
For forces like Evermeet and the drow cities in the Underdark where divine magic is rampant, large-scale resurrection has never been a difficult task.
In Drizzt's hometown, Menzoberranzan, in almost every war between families, the bodies of the dead would be taken away by the victorious side and then resurrected to become their own fighting force.
The Du'erden family relied on wars time and time again to expand from an unknown small family to a wealthy family with hundreds of elite warriors.
So casualties were not a big problem from the beginning.
What Silinxi has to do is to put as much pressure on these elves as possible so that they can be tempered in adversity, and then give up those unrealistic fantasies and grow into excellent officers and experienced warriors.
This is also the most important reason why the top leaders of Yongju Island strongly support the restoration of the Kingdom of Cormanthor.
On the other side, Cripple Jazz also led an elite commando team into the interior of the airship with the help of teleportation magic, intending to seize and occupy this powerful aerial fortress.
But when these dozens of people appeared inside the cabin, they were immediately dumbfounded.
Because they did not find any operators on the turrets, only fully enclosed turrets and automated ammunition supply systems.
The turret will automatically rotate to lock onto the ground target, and then fire without hesitation, firing shells or incendiary bombs that can produce violent explosions.
Needless to say, this airship is also essentially a New Phyrexian-style oil-burning creation, with an independent consciousness in charge of its operation.
To it, these turrets are like human fingers and toes.
"Damn it! This thing is a magical creation!"
A leader of the Ozkven clan showed an expression of great astonishment.
In his opinion, anything that can move on its own is most likely related to magic.
"We have to find the control room!"
Cripple Jazz immediately came to his senses and looked towards the stairs leading to the upper floor.
Just as he was limping towards the stairs, a heavy sound of footsteps suddenly came from above his head.
Before anyone could react, two golems made entirely of steel appeared out of nowhere and blocked the only intersection.
At the same time, a large number of modified undead creatures appeared out of thin air behind him, forming a double team from the front and back.
Since the entire airship is a whole, it naturally knows that there is an invader in its body, and directly sounds the alarm to summon all the golems and undead creatures stationed nearby.
Among them is the extremely difficult undead creature like the Death-Eyed Tyrant.
"Damn it! This is troublesome! How did they find out that we came in? There is clearly nothing here..."
Cripple Jazz couldn't help but swear, and his expression became extremely ugly.
"Idiot! Look at those turrets that rotate and fire automatically. This ship must be covered with invisible monitoring magic. You're going to kill me now!"
Another drow warrior quickly drew out the two-handed giant sword from his back and prepared for the battle.
He knew very well that his innate magic skills were completely useless against golems and undead creatures. He could only rely on his brute force to fight his way out and find the so-called "control room" in his imagination.
Fortunately, there were quite a few mages and priests in the team, so the commandos were not too panicked.
One of the mages used the narrow space of the airship cabin corridor to directly block one side of the golem with a wall of force, intending to deal with the undead that were easier to deal with first.
But just a second later, he realized that he had made a mistake, a huge mistake.
The walls and the ground of the originally blocked corridor suddenly began to sink, and then more golems dropped directly from the upper level.
What is even more incredible is that many members of the commando team were separated into different levels because of their scattered positions.
A drow wizard wanted to transform into a spirit and pass through the ceiling to meet up with his teammates, but he was instantly blown away by a strong airflow and fell out of the airship.
Before he could react to what was happening, a dragon and a knight swooped down and spewed deadly flames.
In the end, the poor wizard was killed in his spirit state, and his charred body fell from a high altitude to the ground and shattered into pieces.
At this moment, the commander in the control room, a dark guard who believed in Bane, suddenly grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and without turning his head, he ordered his subordinates: "Activate all defense mechanisms immediately.
I want to see how long these fools can last in the endless traps and sneak attacks.
I hope they can give a wonderful performance with their lives.
"As you wish."
The mage leader who was assigned to the airship shuddered involuntarily, his eyes revealing his genuine fear of the dark guards.
The reason was very simple. He knew that this guy was an absolute pervert and a sadist.
Any enemy that falls into the hands of the Dark Guards is unlikely to die a quick death unless they are played with too much, tortured to death, or suffer a complete mental and will collapse.
What's more, this airship is alive! It can secrete horrible oil and turn people into monsters!
Anyone who saw that scene would feel their scalp tingling.
Therefore, the wizard leader understood that these dark elves who had no idea about the airship had no chance of escaping by chance.
Because at the beginning of the first battle, each of them was inadvertently infected with the black grease.
What awaits them will be becoming slaves of this airship and never being able to stand up again, just like those strange undead creatures.
While the warring parties were fighting selflessly for the control of this land, in an open space far outside the battlefield, Zuo Si was confronting a male dark elf wearing a mask on his face and a cloak that looked like the stars in the night sky.
To be exact, the two of them had been standing here since the beginning of the war, but no one spoke, nor did they make any movements, they just stared at each other.
Zuo Si's expression is obviously relaxed, as if he is taking a walk after dinner.
But the masked dark elf was very nervous, and his eyes revealed naked and undisguised anger and hatred.
Needless to say, this guy is Velen, the god of conspiracy worshipped by dark elf men.
He originally descended into the incarnation with the intention of launching a sneak attack on Sirinsi, seriously injuring or even killing the strongest mortal wizard, to ensure that his believers could win and continue to occupy the land of Cormanthor and reproduce.
It would be best if we could crack the mystery of the maze and turn the entire forest into a place of eternal night that is more suitable for the dark elves to live in.
But unfortunately, the moment he arrived, Zuo Si also appeared and blocked his way.
So the two of them began to confront each other here.
For Zuo Si, as long as Velen could be blocked here and unable to do anything, he would have repaid the benefits given by Corellon.
Besides, with Silinxi in charge, it would be a daydream for a group of rabble to win the war.
So he was not in a hurry at all.
In comparison, Vilen was undoubtedly the one who was extremely anxious.
After all, he had secretly developed the Ozkwin clan and the Jeller family for many years, and it was not easy for them to form a large-scale force on the surface world.
I am planning to continue my efforts to build a country and faith foundation of my own.
How could they sit idly by and watch them being severely damaged or even annihilated by the surface elves?
But the problem is that facing this popular planeswalker and archdevil, Velen is a little unconfident.
Whether it was joining forces with the gods to bring down the powerful Prince of Lies, Cyric, or recently killing the newly resurrected God of Murder, Baal, it proved that Zuo Si was undoubtedly a guy with the ability to kill gods.
In addition, Vilen was also very afraid of the group of luxurious allies behind Zuo Si. He could call any one or two of them to pin him to the ground and rub him repeatedly.
In addition, he had been living under the shadow of his mother Rose and was used to forbearance. If he was not sure enough, he would not dare to act rashly.
Zuo Si obviously noticed the Dark Elf God of Conspiracy's intentions, and was the first to break the silence and asked with a smile: "Are you sure you want to stay here with me without taking any action?
You know, your believers can't hold on for long.
Once Sirinsi and the elven wizard jointly release the magic ritual, or directly seize the magical maze of Mys Drannor, they will be completely finished.
Maybe not all of you will die, but once you are forced to return to the Underdark, you will definitely be hunted down by your cruel and vicious mother.
If you lose so many believers at once, you might fall directly from a weak divine power to a demigod with feeble divine power.
I don't know whether Rose will kill you when the time comes, but Eilistraee will be very happy to destroy your evil brother."
"What do you want?"
Weiren asked in a low voice, suppressing his anger.
“Don’t worry, I won’t pick on you.
The only reason I'm here is because I made a deal with your father.
As long as you stay here honestly, I will naturally be happy to have some free time.
But if you want to get physical, I don't mind stretching my muscles a bit.
After all, I recently got some very interesting powers and magic that I want to try out in actual combat."
After saying this, Zuo Si instantly activated the magic engraved in his soul, enveloping the other person on the spot.
"Maze lock?!"
Weiren was suddenly shocked and angry.
As a member of the elven pantheon, he was certainly familiar with the maze, and he suddenly felt that the invisible rules were suppressing his power.
As a weaker divine power, his incarnation was not very strong to begin with, and it undoubtedly became even weaker now.
"That's right! It's the puzzle lock, and it's an advanced version that I've carefully improved. It's still effective even against gods and quasi-god powers. How about it, isn't it great?"
Zuo Si kept activating rules one by one.
Every time he activated one, Velen would feel his body becoming heavier, and even the hand holding the acceleration sword would tremble slightly.
Incidentally, the weapon used by this god is transparent and invisible in darkness.
The only thing that could be seen was the jet-black hilt.
It is precisely because of such an invisible weapon that his sneak attack success rate is surprisingly high. Only Musk, the God of Thieves, can compare with him in this field.
"So this is the deal you made with my father? He gave you permission to use elven magic in exchange for you stopping me from interfering with the restoration of Cormanthor?"
Weiren's face suddenly turned livid, and his tone was filled with resentment.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, of course not. Because I want to stop not only you, but also your mother, the ruler of the entire dark elf race, the great spider goddess Rose. In fact, she has already come."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si immediately turned his gaze towards the cave not far away.
After a while, a slim and extremely beautiful female dark elf slowly walked out from the depths of the cave. It was Rose herself.
You have to know that he is one of the gods who likes to stir up trouble the most, and his ability to commit suicide is second only to the goddess of night Shar, the prince of lies Cyric and the three gods of death.
However, she always targeted the elven pantheon headed by Corellon, so she is often not well known to the surface world.
How could he not intervene in a matter like this that involved both the surface elves and his unfilial son?
The Spider-Kissers and the Underground Raiders joined the alliance at Rose's behest.
"Long time no see, dear Soth, you seem to have become much stronger."
The goddess smiled and greeted her first, while looking at her son with contempt and disdain.
Under the threatening gaze of his old mother, Weiren was so frightened that he trembled and wanted to retreat and wait for an opportunity to escape.
Because he simply didn't have the courage to confront his mother head-on.
Unfortunately, before he could get to a safe distance, Vilen immediately felt a chill on his neck.
Turning his head slightly, he saw that a moon blade with a silver-white glow was already placed on his neck.
The person holding the sword was a naked drow elf girl.
"Brother, isn't it a bit rude to leave in a hurry without even saying hello to mother?"
In her quiet voice, Eilistraee spoke words that frightened Velen.
The latter never dreamed that he would meet two mortal enemies here at the same time, and he couldn't help but start to wonder whether this was a conspiracy against him.
Seeing her daughter holding the sword against her son's neck, Rose immediately smiled playfully and said, "Eilistraee, use your sword a little harder. Don't worry, Velen's neck is very tough, it won't be that easy to kill him."
It has to be said that she is probably the only mother who instigates her children to kill each other.
Unfortunately, although Eilistraee had a bad relationship with her brother, she was also hostile to her mother. She simply forced Velen back and then put down her weapons.
Looking at this family of three with complicated relationships and intrigues, Zuo Si suggested with interest: "Since none of you want to fight here, why don't you return to your own kingdoms and let the mortals solve their own problems."
"Let them solve it themselves? That's easy for you to say. With Silinxi here, there's no way my believers can defeat the elves of Evermeet Isle. This is not fair at all." Velen protested with gritted teeth.
At this point, he had realized that there was absolutely no hope for him to keep this group of believers that he had worked so hard to develop.
So we want to settle for the second best and try to evacuate more people to seek development in other places.
When it comes to being flexible, Velen is quite realistic.
Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death by Rose in a head-on confrontation.
"Fairness? It's really ironic to hear this sentence coming from your mouth. I don't remember your believers talking about fairness when they were enslaving humans and surface elves. What's more, it was your believers who started this war first." Zuo Si mocked mercilessly.
"No! Not my followers! But the elves from Evermeet Island! They have been gone for hundreds of years, and this land is now ownerless."
Velen pretended to be indignant, as if he was the indigenous people who were invaded, and those surface elves were the evil invaders.
Unfortunately, Zuo Si didn't buy it at all and responded directly: "I don't care who is the legal owner of this land, and I don't care whether the people living on it are surface elves or dark elves. The only thing I know is that I have reached an agreement with the elven gods. Whoever wants to intervene in this war will automatically become my enemy. I believe you don't want to be my enemy, right?"
Snap, snap, snap——
Accompanied by crisp applause, Rose praised in a gloating tone: "You are worthy of being valued by Asmodeus, and a role model for all demons.
Your observance of contracts is a perfect reflection of your lawful tendencies.
But I have a small question.
If Corellon hadn't done you any good, would you still be here protecting those surface elves?"
"Of course not. I'm not a fool. How could I do something like helping a group of people who have nothing to do with me for no reason?"
Zuo Si gave a very straightforward negative answer.
Generally speaking, he does something either out of profit or out of his own interest.
In short, they will never be like those holy knights and paladins who selflessly help others for some just and kind goal, or even sacrifice their precious lives.
"That is to say, if I have enough compensation, I can also ask you to help me with some things?" Rose pursed her lips and asked tentatively with a smile.
Zuo Si nodded slightly. "That's right in theory. But I doubt whether you have enough bargaining chips to reach a contract with me. After all, cooperating with you means becoming an enemy of the entire elven pantheon, and I can't satisfy my appetite by just giving a little benefit."
"Haha, of course I know that."
Rose smiled meaningfully, and then gave an order to everyone through the faith connection with the priestesses on the battlefield.
In a flash!
Hundreds of commandos and spider kissers from the Underdark staged a spectacular show of turning against their own side in the middle of a battle.
They simply left the surface elves behind and turned to charge towards the formation of Velen's believers. In just a few minutes, they killed two or three hundred people.
Especially the powerful high-level divine arts, which can often paralyze or even kill large numbers of targets at once.
This sudden backstab not only plunged the dark elf coalition into unprecedented chaos, but also left the surface elves stunned.
Although they had heard a lot on Evermeet about how evil and capricious these dark-skinned expressions were.
Even in the Dark Elf language, the word "ally" originally meant cannon fodder who could be betrayed at any time.
But the act of suddenly swinging the sword at a companion was too explosive, so much so that many elven warriors stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react.
"NO!!!! What are you doing?"
Weiren was obviously angry by his mother's ruthless tactics.
You know, the death of a mere two thousand believers may not mean anything to Rose, but those ten thousand dark elves are his lifeblood.
"What? Of course I want to see your power weakened, my dear silly son. Otherwise, do you really think that I let them join the coalition just for fun?"
Rose suddenly revealed an extremely cruel and vicious expression.
To attack the faith of her son and daughter and to try to keep the faith of the entire dark elves firmly in her own hands, this has been the strategy she has adopted for tens of thousands of years.
It's just that Eilistraee recently moved her believers to the basement of Dragonspear Castle and built a heavily defended city, which is still under the protection of Zuo Si, so the Spider Goddess has no better solution for the time being.
But Viren was less fortunate.
It just so happens that they encounter the elves of Evermeet Island who have returned to the mainland and Sirinsi who wants to rebuild Cormanthor. This is a good opportunity to wipe out their main believers.
This is why, after so many years of development, except for Rose who has medium power, the rest of the dark elf gods are basically either of weak power or very weak power.
Watching his believers being slaughtered one after another and their souls entering the outer planes one after another, Velen's plan that he had been plotting for many years finally came to an end.
As Sirinsi finally restarted the core of the maze and teamed up with other elven wizards to perform an incredibly powerful magic ritual, more than two-thirds of the tens of thousands of dark elf warriors were killed or injured on the spot.
Their bodies swelled and deformed, and finally exploded with a bang, causing splash damage to the surroundings.
The scene was bloody and cruel, totally unlike the style of ordinary elves.
After a short while, the rest of the people who were frightened to the point of insanity quickly scattered like birds and beasts.
Obviously, this was a deliberate way for Sirinsi to announce her return and her supreme control over the magical puzzle of Mith Drannor.
As for the evil dragons that were bribed with the promise of treasure to join the battle, some had died and some were injured under the siege of the dragon riders. Even if they survived, the only fate that awaited them was enslavement.
Even worse, it might directly become experimental material and spellcasting material.
After this war, it is estimated that no one will dare to provoke the Kingdom of Cormanso ruled by Sirinsi for a long time.
Looking at the battlefield littered with corpses, Vilen's eyes had turned blood red with anger, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he might rush up and fight with his mother at any time.
But in the end he held back, quickly withdrew this incarnation and disappeared on the spot.
Having achieved her goal, Rose smiled indifferently and disappeared deep into the entrance to the underworld.
After the two gods left completely, Iristri let out a long sigh of relief.
Needless to say, this short family gathering made her feel tremendous pressure.
Especially the threats from her mother Rose, which always made this kind goddess feel inexplicably anxious, as if she sensed that the other party was planning some terrible plan.
(End of this chapter)
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