Broad World

In the end, all of Liroya's fingers and toes were broken. In order to prevent accidents, these vicious assassins also smashed every movable joint in the whole body, and even her voice was poisoned and hoarse. That's it, Antleb still felt unsafe, and personally smashed the brittle bone next to the ear, making the entire jaw immobile.

After finishing all this, he proudly said to several of his subordinates: "See, this is the aloof mistress. They actually have nothing to be afraid of, and they will be injured, angry, and die just like normal people. Treat them well." I keep a close eye on people, absolutely no mistakes are allowed."

"Hey! Don't worry, Boss, she's just a cripple, we have six good hands here." A dark elf assassin said with disdain.

In his opinion, Liroya is already like this, there is no need to waste manpower, even if it is thrown there, it will not run far. No one could escape with all the joints shattered, and even a troll would take at least several hours to recover from such a severe injury.

"Well, you are no rookies anymore, I don't need to remind you of some things. Remember, this is related to our happy life in the future, so we must be careful." After speaking, Antleb turned and walked outside. He didn't think anyone would be able to stand up in this situation, and the warning was just a routine. But no one noticed that the half-human, half-spider statue enshrined in the shrine suddenly moved, followed by a strange light flashing through the eyes inlaid with rubies. Liroya, who was curled up in the corner and moaning in pain, suddenly pulled out, and then lay there motionless as if dead.

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On the continent of Faerun, there is never a lack of accidents, and even the gods cannot confirm what will happen in the next second. There are countless ruins left over from prehistoric times, even older than most gods. All kinds of conspiracies and betrayals filled the whole world, careerists, adventurers, nobles, commoners, and slaves. These people of all kinds have written a rich history with their own lives.

If you look through those ancient classics, you will find that in the civilization process of the main plane, these elves from other planes accounted for almost more than half of the pages. More than 25,000 years ago. They used extremely powerful magic to blow up the only continent to pieces, and hundreds of cities were destroyed. Countless elves died, and the Island of Eternal Gathering and the Tree of Souls were born after that disaster.

It can be said that the several continents and countless islands that appear in this world are not due to the movement of some plates, but the real magical power. Then these guys with pointed ears developed to the peak again more than 15,000 years ago. In Osriel, powerful elven dynasties began to rise one after another, and then a war for leadership broke out, known as the "Crown War" in history.

This is a series of civil wars between elves. It was carried out five times, and finally ended with the victory of the elven pantheon led by Corellon Larissian. A large number of high-ranking mages were purged, and precious knowledge was lost. As for those losers, they were all transformed into darkness by magic. Elf, exiled to the underground world to fend for itself.

From this time on, although the magic skills of the elves still maintain a certain advantage, they are no longer as strong as before, and they can no longer give people an unrivaled feeling. Perhaps this is the sorrow of the coming of theocracy, and the mages who pursue the truth have been greatly suppressed. Any taboo involving the slightest bit of evil will be punished by the gods immediately.

Imagine if a medical worker was neither allowed to dissect a cadaver. It is also not allowed to carry out * experiments, what kind of situation would that be?

Undoubtedly, this is a retrogression, severely restricting the elves' desire for knowledge, making them more and more conservative, and finally even living a life of isolation.

It can be said that the status quo of the elves in the entire continent is inseparable from the gods they believe in. If this continues, sooner or later they will be completely eliminated by history, and the final end will not be driven to extinction by other intelligent creatures. To be a slave or a plaything.

Of course, this is still a long way off. The most dangerous enemies to the elves are not the creatures of the land, since the human population has not yet filled the wilderness. Instead, they live in the Underdark and are full of hatred for their cousins, the dark elves.

Ever since he learned that Joan Irenicas was behind the disaster, General Erhan immediately gave up his plan to return to Suodanisla City, and ordered the troops to move forward quickly, completely sealing off the city before the arrival of the dark elves' reinforcements. Entrance to the ground.

As an elf who has lived for more than 600 years, he knows very well that the powerful illusion cannot be broken until he finds the sacred object "Lane's Lamp". Rather than sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack. At this stage, blocking the next wave of attack by the dark elves is obviously the best choice.

Facts once again proved that Jiang is still old and hot. Just the next night after the tree elves set up their camp and set up the defense line, countless dark elves poured out from the ground, and they crazily charged the defense line again and again. , and almost succeeded several times. After a whole night of fierce fighting, both sides lost a large number of manpower, and finally retreated at dawn to rest.

"General, those dark elves have started wandering around the entrance again, do you want to send someone to give them a look?" A ranger commander's report interrupted Erhan's thoughts.

He shook his head wearily and refused: "No, as long as these guys don't leave the cave, let them go, we just need to stay here firmly. Remember to send a few more patrols after nightfall, and keep on guard at all times." alert."

"Understood, I'll arrange it right away." Said the ranger commander bowed slightly, turned around and strode away.

It wasn't until the other party walked away that Aierhan rubbed his forehead and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it! Our supplies are almost bottomed out, especially the arrows. If we fight one or two tough battles, we will be completely exhausted."

"Don't worry, I'll go to Mulan tomorrow to persuade the humans there to help. After all, if the dark elves really rush out from the ground, they will also suffer." The guy dressed as a mage spoke. He wears a brooch on his chest that symbolizes his status, which represents the chief mage in the elf army.

"Old man, you'd better succeed once. I have a hunch that something big will happen tonight. Maybe at dawn tomorrow, all the arrows will be consumed. In addition, we don't have much food. Those dark elves yesterday A material storage site was burned down in the middle of the night, and the rest can only last for about two weeks at most." After speaking, Aierhan showed a sad face.

In order to ensure morale, he did not dare to explain these situations to his subordinates. You must know that the current casualties are already heavy enough. Most of the elf soldiers are relying entirely on the power of hatred. If they know that there is a problem with the logistics, they may collapse immediately.

Don't overestimate the discipline of the elf army. They are also intelligent beings. They need to eat and sleep, and have their own emotions. Now this army has been reduced from 5,000 to less than 2,000, and the rest have fallen permanently on this land.

The chief mage patted Erhan on the shoulder comfortingly and said: "Relax, my friend. You are too nervous now, and everything will be fine. The protection of Suodanisla City is very strong, not everyone can Attack at will."...

Erhan smiled wryly and shook his head: "But we all know that Janares is not an ordinary person. He is a real genius, even if all the mages in Suodanisla put together can't compare to this guy's one finger What's more, he is too familiar with all the protective measures, if he is determined to destroy everything, no one can stop it."

"Hey!" The chief mage sighed slightly and fell silent. He knew that these words were true, and any spellcaster who had seen Joan Irenicus with his own eyes would have an urge to feel ashamed. Especially in the last riot, he even had the ability to resist the elf gods, although in the end he failed and was exiled.

Just as the two of them were trying to find a solution, the Ranger Commander hurried back. As soon as he came close, he yelled out of breath: "General...general...outside...a human came outside...he said he wanted to see you. He...he claimed to be...Henry... Angomey."

"What? What did you say?!!! Repeat it again!!!" Elhan stood up abruptly and asked loudly. His emotions seemed a little agitated, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

"It's a human who calls himself Henry Angomey who wants to see you. But..." Speaking of this, the Ranger Commander hesitated, with a hesitant expression on his face.

The chief mage noticed this, and immediately frowned and asked, "But what? It's very important to us to speak clearly."

Commander Ranger swallowed his saliva and replied: "However...he looks only twelve or thirteen years old, he is completely a child."

"Twelve or thirteen years old?! This is impossible! As far as I know, this powerful human being is almost thirty years old this year, and the age difference is too far away. Could it be a liar?" Erhan looked surprised ask. He turned his eyes to his old friend, hoping to get some useful information from him.

The chief mage touched his chin and shook his head: "It's not hard to say, but I suggest that you better meet. After all, the power of magic is all kinds of strange, and reverse growth is not impossible. Don't worry, I can feel it as soon as I meet. The power in his body, you must know that the unique power of the legendary mage can't be faked by outsiders."

Erhan rubbed his brows helplessly: "Okay, go and invite that human over here, remember to be polite, he is very likely to be a legendary spellcaster."

"Understood, I will let this human feel the politeness and elegance of elves." Said Ranger Commander saluted, and walked towards the gate of the camp with light steps. Completely different from the sprint just now, he looks calm in every move now, with a confident smile on his face.

"I really hope that he is really that person, so that we won't be so passive in the future..." Elhan muttered to himself.