Broad World

Blood! Meat! Fresh life!

The beholder is doing its best to protect the eyes of the hive mother, especially the three elder eyes, which have basically exhausted all their spells, looking a little sluggish, with an overcast appearance.

It can be said that the suspense has been lost at this stage of the war, more than 300 beholders are almost lost, only the last less than 20 beholders are still reluctantly resisting. A large number of undead quickly blocked all the passages, and the liches used magic to prohibit all long-distance transmissions. The so-called dead end refers to the current situation.

Stepping on the ground soaked in blood, Colby opened his mouth wide, greedily devouring the soul floating in the air. As a Barlow Balrog, he enjoyed this massacre very much, especially the twisted and hateful emotions of the beholder, which is simply a supreme delicacy and enjoyment for a demon. If you have to use a comparison image There is no doubt that the analogy is smoking (drugs).

The painful and howling soul was slowly inhaled into the body through the mouth and nasal cavity, followed by a burst of extreme pleasure that stimulated the sensory nerves, making this four-meter-tall demon with flames all over his body start to growl, and it slowed down after a few seconds. Slowly back to normal.

He greedily licked his lips, and his two captivating eyes fixed on the eyes of the largest hive mother. Among the remaining beholders, this guy's soul is the most powerful, and also the most delicious. "Devil, you'd better not think about the Hive Mother's Eye, its soul is still useful."

Just when Colby was about to attack, Congus suddenly appeared beside him and issued a warning. The demilich unabashedly released its own powerful magical energy. The golden skull and soul gems were shining with dazzling light. Several inner liches formed a semicircle, and the threat was obvious.

Although Balor is the most powerful demon in the bottomless abyss except for the lord, he can only retreat in front of the more terrifying demilich. What's more, the entire nest is full of undead creatures, unless they are impatient, they can only obey obediently.

In the evil camp, it is always the strongest who can speak loudly. If the weak guy wants to initiate a challenge, he must be prepared to die. Because these guys don't care about legal ethics at all, and they have never had the habit of showing mercy to their enemies.

Colby obviously knew this, and after blinking his blood-red eyes a few times, he saluted very respectfully: "Of course, I will follow your orders, powerful demilich."

As a smart demon, he knew very well that although the armor and weapons on his body were very powerful, they were nothing compared to so many liches. Therefore, it is very wise to choose to back down. The soul of the Nest Mother's Eye is certainly delicious, but it's not worth the effort. "Very well, then you can complete your own tasks now."

Congus' voice was as cold and ruthless as ever, as cold as the ice and snow outside the lair. The two gloomy lights in his eyes seemed to see through the unwillingness in the devil's heart, and the momentum emanating from his body not only did not weaken, but became stronger.

"yes!"

Colby, who suppressed his anger, clenched the mace in his hand, turned around and rushed towards the beholder. Relying on the fel energy shield of the pain armor, he forcibly came forward with more than a dozen magic rays, swung his weapon viciously, and smashed the beholder standing in front of him into meatloaf in an instant.

"puff!"

With another muffled sound. The other beholder was also injured, its huge spherical body was squeezed by external force, and the main eye collapsed in an instant. A bloody hole was exposed, and the nerves and internal organs inside spewed out one after another, looking extremely bloody and terrifying.

Obviously, Colby took the beholders as a punching bag and was pouring out his anger to his heart's content. He knew very well that he could not offend these powerful undead creatures, and Henry would not allow it, so he had no choice but to transfer his hatred to the enemy. After all, demons are not a race that is good at forbearance, so it is normal to vent it in battle up.

See the bloodthirsty performance of Balor Balrog. A sneer appeared on the dry face of the Lich Bertram: "Hmph, what a stupid devil. He even used this method to demonstrate to us again. Leader, do you want to show him some color?"

"I agree. A mere Balor demon dares to challenge our ring of truth. I think it is necessary to teach him a lesson." Ansair, a level 25 enchanter, nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's show our strength and let this arrogant guy understand that magic is the most powerful force in this world. I will give you three minutes to completely eliminate the remaining beholders. Remember, The Eye of the Hive Mother is alive."

For such a request, Kang Gusi, the leader of the Ring of Truth, would certainly not refuse. His goal is to establish a spellcasting organization composed entirely of undead creatures and demons like the Talisman Society, while he controls everything behind the scenes. Seeing that several members of the inner circle had a growing sense of identity with the organization, he was too happy to be happy, so how could he object.

All the liches moved their withered fingers, and at the same time they all began to chant powerful spells. Half a minute later, several powerful spells were released at once.

"Howl of the Banshee", "Wrath of the Abyss", "Burning Clouds", "Organ Harvesting", "Abidachi Withering", and "Death Seal", almost all of them are eighth-level and ninth-level magic , The beholders who were in despair completely collapsed in one fell swoop, and they all launched a suicide charge, trying to pull a few more backs before they died.

There is no way, even a fool can see how big the gap between the two sides is at this moment. The liches have killed more than twelve-eyed magic in one round. If there is another round, they will die.

Especially the effect of the ninth-level magic "Fury of the Abyss" looks shocking, no, more precisely, it is insane, the person who invented this spell must be mentally abnormal.

Look at the poor guy who was pulled into the abyss by the channel of the plane. After screaming and wailing for a few seconds, the entire spherical body was cut into countless pieces of meat, and then spurted out from inside. It turned into a rain of blood, and the largest piece was no bigger than the size of a palm, which shows how terrible it was tortured in the abyss.

Although eye magic has always been known for its distortion and perversion. But that's treating others, not yourself. No creature is willing to end up like this, so they completely gave up the last sliver of illusion, and chose to die together.

certainly. Just like all cruel realities, although the performance is very tragic. But in the face of absolute strength, the beholders didn't even touch a lich's finger, and were directly overwhelmed by countless death knights and bone golems.

One of the Elder's Eyes was even more unlucky. Colby grabbed him and hammered him repeatedly with his elbows and knees, which finally caused hemorrhage in his body and died. He still remembered his mission, so he didn't use any weapons, leaving the body intact.

Once the battle is over. Congus immediately issued an order to the undead, and began to clean up the corpses and search the entire lair in order to take away every valuable thing, especially the corpses of so many beholders, which are definitely rare and good things, if you are lucky enough Creating one hundred and sixty dead-eyed tyrants can well make up for the lack of long-range attacks in the undead army.

You must know that his losses in this battle were not small. More than 20 necromancer knights were dissociated into pieces, 30 skeleton golems were scrapped, and more than a dozen dead-eye tyrants were destroyed. As for the cannon fodder such as the giant skeleton warrior, more than 150 people have been damaged, so what if we don't search it carefully.

Just as the demilich was secretly calculating gains and losses, Henry walked over on the blood-soaked passage. Following him is Alan who has already embarked on the path of pursuing magic.

Although the boy's face was still a little pale, his eyes were no longer afraid of those horrible-looking undead and corpses on the ground. In terms of mental state, he was completely in line with the state of a neutral camp caster, that is, to look at death indifferently.

In Faerun Continent, good mages like Elminster, Lila, and Alustriel are almost rare, and more than 80% of the casters are neutral or simply fall into the embrace of evil.

Because in magic research, basically all subjects are difficult to avoid * experiments, especially experiments with intelligent creatures. 100% will be defined as evil behavior, even with evil creatures. For example, goblins, gnolls, orcs, etc., can only be regarded as neutral. It has nothing to do with kindness.

It can be said that this is a dilemma. If you want to be kind, you cannot continue to study magic. If you want to continue to study magic, you must give up kindness. Facts have proved that curiosity has overcome morality to some extent, and more than 80% of mages have chosen magic instead of conscience.

There is no doubt that Allen's mood at the moment is changing in this direction, and he is beginning to look at death from an indifferent and detached perspective. Although his strength is still very weak, so weak that even an ordinary Gauss beholder can't deal with it, but his thinking has surpassed many great (mage) masters above level 15.

As a father, Henry was very pleased to see this change in his son, and there was a smile on his face that was not easy to be disparaged. He is very clear that the most important thing for a mage is mentality and way of thinking. Once these two points are mature, the road to legend has been opened, and the rest is time and learning. As long as there are no accidents, become a legend Master is a matter of time.

Seeing Henry appearing in the passage, Congus quickly flew over without saying a word and asked in a low voice: "Master, this lair has been completely cleaned up. May I ask where is the next target?"

"Of course it is to attack the lair of the mind flayer. How about it, is there enough undead left? As far as I know, these octopus heads are very powerful. There are at least four hundred of them, and there are still about four thousand slaves, it is not much easier than directly attacking the city of Ust-Nassar."

After the last encirclement and suppression of the mind flayer base, Henry fully understood what a terrifying race this is. A powerful psychic power, a slave who is completely fearless of life and death under control, if he didn't have such a powerful undead army and lich under his command, he would never move this idea.

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