Broad World

Legend has it that Sir Deanis was an adventurer for a while when he was young. During an accidental journey, he obtained a powerful magic flail. Using this powerful weapon, he made a name for himself in the Amn region. With his good reputation and excellent political sense, he led the family into the heart of power in Askatla within twenty years.

Although this magical weapon is very powerful, it has a fatal flaw, that is, it emits powerful magical energy all the time. Jazz obviously noticed this too, so he specially split it into three parts and hid them in the corners of the castle. But obviously this can't stop those snoopers, otherwise they wouldn't be besieged by monsters.

At this moment, Sir Arnis was being tied to a stone pillar, and there was no complete piece of skin on his whole body. A troll over four meters tall stood beside him with a cruel smile on his face.

"Humans, you'd better tell what you know quickly, so that you can suffer less. You have to know that my great master has infinite power, as long as he sneezes, this castle will be burned to ashes."

Sir De'Anis raised his head with difficulty, and spat bloody foam fiercely. "Bah! Even if I die, you don't want to get "Years". Go back and tell your evil master, it will be punished one day."

"Hahahaha! Retribution? What is this? Can it be eaten?" The troll laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. It poked Jazz's head with his thick fingers. "Sad human beings, do you think anyone in this land dares to fight against my master? Believers of good gods? Or those self-righteous paladins? No! The whole country is trembling under the power of the master, and those masked mages and knights dare not even show their faces."

Hearing the monster's sarcasm, Sir De'Anis closed his eyes in despair. He knew that what the other party said was true, and no one in Amn dared to provoke Balagos "Flying Flame". Back then, the ancient red dragon even landed on the roof of the Askatla Council building. As a result, no one from the Masked Mage, the Knights of the Fierce Heart, the Shadow Thieves Guild, and the major temples dared to stand up to confront it head-on.

Although there are some reasons for not wanting the city to be baptized by the flames of war, most of them are fear and fear. You must know that the ancient dragon is not stupid. They will use the advantage of flying speed to launch attack after attack. Except for a few legendary mages, most paladins, priests, mages, warlocks and other professionals are not opponents at all, and a large number of people can die with just one dragon breath.

It is said that the flame spouted by Balagos is so hot that it can even melt pure gold, hence the nickname "Flying Flame". The organizations it personally destroyed included Starfire, Coin, Ryan Tarwin's caravan, the Mage Tower in the east of Tyrod, the pirate fleet of the Silver Blade Council, etc. In addition, it also had friction with the Zhentalin Society. And let the opponent suffer a big loss. It can be said that in the entire Faerun continent, it is almost difficult to find a second such ferocious evil dragon.

Seeing Jazz's desperate expression, a smug smile appeared on the troll's ugly face. It drew a bloodstain on the opponent's face with its sharp nails. "Tell me! Where did you hide the "years"? Don't forget, you still have a daughter and a sister. If you don't want them to have any accidents, you'd better explain it honestly, otherwise..."

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A group of people learned about the magic flail from Delson's mouth. The entire warehouse area was immediately searched. Finally, a secret door was found on the west wall, and after entering it, there was actually a magic stove, and on the iron felt next to it, there were several pieces of flail handles.

Henry tried to input a little magic power into the furnace, and in just a few seconds, a passage to the elemental plane of fire was opened. Blue and white flames gushed from below, illuminating the entire room. He picked up a long sword on the rack and leaned over. The sword body was burned into molten iron within a few seconds, and it seemed to have a high temperature of at least 1500 degrees.

"It's unbelievable. It's the first time I've seen a stove with such an exquisite structure that can be used at any time without preheating." Hina said with emotion. Her adoptive father was a famous blacksmith in the north, so he was very familiar with forging tools.

Henry nodded slightly. "You're right. Even the furnace in the workshop of the Algorithm Tower can't have such a high temperature. The people who built it must have spent a lot of money. It would cost at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins to solidify a channel in the outer plane, and it also requires at least seventeen levels of spellcasting."

While they were inspecting the internal structure of the stove, Aimon next to him did not know what mechanism was touched. Suddenly a wall was opened. Through a dim light, everyone saw that it was filled with various statues. Nalia looked very surprised. She never knew that there were so many secrets hidden in the castle.

"Look! There seems to be something hidden under this statue!" Imon lifted the base of a lion statue, and took out a dark blue flail head and a ring that looked a bit old.

Nalia rushed over to identify it by herself, and then excitedly said to the others: "That's right! This is part of my father's shackle. There are two more heads like this."

"In this case, then reattach the head to the handle. Anyway, the stove is ready-made, and it only takes a few minutes to get it done." After speaking, Henry picked up the iron tongs and started working.

Although he hadn't personally forged something for a long time, the craftsmanship didn't become unfamiliar because of it. The handle was thrown into a high-temperature furnace to burn red, and then the joint was broken with iron pliers. Then put the flail head on. Finally, it is repeatedly forged with a hammer until the joint is completely free of any gaps. While the flail was still cooling, he also identified the ring.

Ring of Dirt:

If the bard's song is true, then a person can gain control over the earth element simply by wearing the ring. Of course, earth elementals are not easy to control, and great care must be taken when ordering them. Angry earth elementals can kill unwary adventurers prematurely.

Equipment capacity:

A layer of earth elemental energy is attached to the user's skin, slightly improving physical defense.

special power:

Charm the earth element once a day for forty-five seconds

Remove petrification once a day

A pretty good magic ring, judging from the pattern on it, it has a history of at least a thousand years. Since it was found inside Fort d'Anis, Henry gave it to Nalia together with the flail. However, the latter rejected two magic items. In her opinion, these were the source of disaster, especially the magic flail. Without it, monsters would not come to attack the castle.

Since the owner didn't want it, Henry gave the ring to Hina unceremoniously, and the flail was put into the dimension bag. He knew that only when all three heads were gathered together could this weapon exert its true power, and before that it was simply unusable. After distributing the spoils, the group opened the door to the hall.

Before walking through the door, Aimeng took a few steps back holding his nose and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! What kind of smell is this! It stinks!"

"This is the smell of dead bodies after they rot. I think the hall in front of them may have become the troll's dining table. The smell is probably coming from the leftover bones and internal organs." Henry explained with a frown. He could already imagine what the situation ahead would be like, so he quickly reminded everyone.

After hearing the words corpse, bone, and internal organs, Nalia's face turned pale. She only felt her stomach churning non-stop. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she couldn't hold it back in the end, ran to the corner and spit out green bile.

Sandyer glanced at Nalia who was squatting in the corner, and whispered to Henry, "Master, I think this noble girl should be let go, otherwise she will die at the hands of monsters sooner or later."

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Henry shook his head. "No, this castle is too big, there must be someone who is familiar with the internal structure. Although Nalia can't play a big role in the battle, at least she can guide us."

Sandy shrugged indifferently. "That's fine, but I still suggest keeping her away from the battle, otherwise, if there is a large-scale melee, she will be accidentally injured."

A few minutes later, Aimon, who had been scouting in the hall, slipped back from the side. As soon as she entered the room, she said to the others in a trembling voice: "It's really terrible! The hall is almost like a slaughterhouse. There are dried blood, intestines, heads that have been gnawed beyond recognition, bones, and other bits and pieces. Judging from the number and scale, at least hundreds of people were killed."

"These damn beasts! I'm going to kill them all!" Xina's eyes started to turn red, a bit like burning fireballs. It was a sign of the wrath of the half-dragon, and it seemed that the trolls had really pissed her off.

Henry was also a little angry, but as a mage, he still forced himself to calm down and continued to ask: "How many enemies are there in the hall, and what are their types?"

"More than a dozen mountain trolls, and seven other monsters that appear and disappear, but I can't recognize their types."

Hearing Aimon's description, combined with his own memory, Henry immediately confirmed that they had encountered soul trolls, and there were quite a few of them. You must know that this kind of monster is much more troublesome than ordinary trolls. Not only do they have super regeneration and invisibility abilities, but they can also perform a lot of magic.

Almost every soul troll has a priest level, although generally speaking it will not exceed level ten, but it is also a very dangerous enemy. According to the description in the book, physical attacks pose no threat to them at all. Even if it is cut into pieces by a sharp magic weapon, it can be reassembled within a minute.