Broad World - Chapter 856
Chapter 853 Drop the curtain
The living legend on the High Wasteland has fallen!
But instead, new legends are rising!
With the death of the one-eyed Longte, the primitive tribes in the north are bound to usher in a new power struggle. Because most of the light and strong are either killed by the horrible magic of the floating city, or inhaled anesthetic gas and fainted to the ground, only a few He fled back, so he could no longer pose any threat to the civilized world.
Such a disastrous failure is enough to make the entire wasteland unable to regain its vitality in more than ten years, especially the orcs who previously ruled and dominated, are bound to be besieged by other races, maybe a new round of wasteland hegemony will begin soon…
Looking at the devastated street, Fugner couldn’t help sighing slightly. But he knew that this was the best result for the war-torn Wywood City.
Although the losses seem to be heavy, there is no danger at all. The house can be rebuilt if the house is gone, and the money can be earned if it is gone, as long as most of the residents are alive.
After all, after this fiasco, the primitive tribes in the north were unable to go south in a short period of time. In the future, whether they continue to capture slaves or open up wasteland can bring great benefits, and the re-emergence of Wywood City is just around the corner.
“We won… finally won…” Fugner muttered to himself, sitting on the ground. He didn’t even know what expression he should make at the moment.
cry? It doesn’t seem appropriate at the moment of victory.
laugh? Looking at the homeless civilians and the corpses everywhere inside and outside the city walls, how could it be possible to laugh.
The cruel nature of the war embodies Linlin’s extreme at this moment, with no cheers, no flowers, and no so-called honor. There was only a depressing silence, and even Vaughan, who had just defeated the one-eyed Longte, did not have a hint of joy. Only a touch of regret and regret, as if to cherish the memory of a respectable opponent.
Just when everyone didn’t know what to do, Robert came silently behind Fugner and reminded in a low voice: “Viscount, you should send someone to collect the prisoners trapped outside the city. The master needs these. Good workforce.”
“Oh! Oh! I almost forgot that there is a huge threat outside the city, which is tens of thousands of people.”
Fugna suddenly woke up, and hurriedly got up to the commander’s remnant orc warriors and human militia and set off, carrying a large number of ropes and starting to capture the prisoners.
In this battle. They more or less have some relatives and friends who died in the hands of the enemy, so they started to act fiercely and ruthlessly. They basically tied them up when they found that they were not dead, and then kicked the fragile nose fiercely. foot. If he was honest enough, it would be better, once a prisoner dared to resist, he would be beaten immediately, and he would never give up if he didn’t beat the blood out.
Watching everything go on track. With a satisfied smile on Robert’s face, he went straight to Viconia, lowered his voice and asked, “Would you like to go to see the master with me?”
“No, now is a good time to spread the faith, I don’t want to waste precious time on boring love.” Viconia refused the thief leader’s proposal without even thinking about it.
As a dark elf female, she has always believed that she can only show her own worth. It is the best guarantee to maintain this partnership, otherwise sooner or later there will be a day of abandonment.
I have to say that this kind of thinking is very strange, but it is very common in underground dark elf cities. Usually, the mistress of a noble family can often change the maid. But he will never replace a powerful martial artist. The former is just a tool for venting (desire) hope, as long as you are tired of it you can discard it at any time. The latter is one of the cornerstones of the family, unless it is a last resort, you will never move lightly.
Robert knows this way of thinking of the dark elf quite well, so he shrugs his shoulders indifferently: “Okay, but don’t expect me to help you hide the fact of pregnancy.”
Viconia snorted, stood up without looking back, and walked straight to the place where the pastor’s apprentice was. She is ready to take advantage of the emptiness of the inhabitants of the city to develop her faith and strive to turn Wywood City into the base of Apodale, the Son of Killing.
“Women…hehe…” Robert smiled and shook his head. With one leg with force, he instantly transformed into a huge golden dragon, fanning his wings and flying towards the floating city. His sudden transformation caused a commotion, but it quickly subsided.
“It’s an enviable ability to transform into a dragon. I don’t know when I will be as strong as him.” Allen squinted his eyes and muttered to the sky.
The cruel war has made him grow a lot, both in terms of ability and psychology, especially when he sees his friends who can talk and laugh in the last second, he will be pierced by a sharp sword in the next second. The huge contrast is enough to make him Normal people collapsed, but he survived and persisted to the end.
Amy touched the boy’s silver hair lightly, and said with a smile: “Don’t sigh, let’s go, and meet your father, maybe he has a lot to say to you.”
“Of course, Auntie Amy, I just want to take a closer look at the city in the sky called a magic miracle.”
As soon as the voice fell, a strong white light flashed, and the two immediately disappeared in place, leaving only the stunned ordinary people.
On the other side, Debra also sent the Terminator and Vaughn to Olympus City. As the war ended, they had no meaning to stay in Wywood City, so they came to the floating city and prepared to accept new ones. task.
As for the corpse of the one-eyed Longte, it was left to the angry citizens. Anyway, he had exhausted all the potential of his body before he died. Even if he was made into an undead puppet, he could not restore the level of a legendary warrior, so it was useless.
Just after everyone had left, Solaufen finally got out of the sewer, a pungent stench exuded all over his body, and a helpless wry smile on his face. He swears that he will never use Dinzel Space to transform this magic in the future.
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In the central tower of Floating City, Henry is telling the three voters of the goddess of magic about his grievances with Ghost City. He deliberately concealed the little secret between himself and the lost lady Shar, and transferred all the responsibility to the Supreme City Lord. Terramante. Shikodi and Borken listened in silence.
A few minutes later, Kyle, who had probably figured out what had happened, asked with the beard on his chin: “So Ghost City has the ability to summon the ancient evil dead moon?”
Henry nodded very solemnly: “That’s right. I saw a headless monster with a humanoid appearance of rotten muscles. Part of its dirty body was covered with a lot of holes and cracks, and it looked like a dead moon. The surface is very similar. This monster seems to have some connection with Dead Moon, and at the same time it exudes an aura of destruction and death.”
“Headless humanoid monster?” Kelben frowned immediately, then turned his head and asked his wife: “How, do you want to start?”
Laila stroked her long silver hair and replied: “If I’m not mistaken, that headless monster is an extension of the will of the dead moon. Of course, it can also be called the head or the incarnation. According to legend, the dead moon is relying on These guys traveled through the vast universe. Looking for the planes that can be attacked, the Ghost City mastered it is equivalent to mastering the method of summoning the Dead Moon.”
“Damn! This doesn’t sound like good news!” Kelben’s face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
As the most responsible among all the voters of the Goddess of Magic, he is always committed to fighting evil and crime, and even willing to sacrifice himself when necessary. Now that he knows that the entire main plane is facing such a huge threat, the whole person seems a little nervous. .
Laila took her husband’s hand and patted it comfortingly: “Don’t worry. Henry didn’t mention that Lawalk has a way to stop the death moon, maybe we can try to talk to him.”
Kelben smiled bitterly and shook his head: “I don’t think this wizard king of Netheril’s time will help us. Don’t forget, he had worked closely with Sazastan at the beginning, if it weren’t for the harpist to find out In time, Searle’s red robe may have controlled that powerful abyss lord and swept all the surrounding countries.”
“But the past does not mean the present. Regardless of the purpose, Lavok has taken action this time to prevent the death moon from coming, and also repelled the Ghost City. I think he can fight for it. After all, he doesn’t like other Liches like to engage in it. Conspiracy, except for the accidental disclosure of the magic plague. He hardly killed any innocent people.”
At the crucial moment, Alasdro stood up to support the wizard king. She felt that this old lich, who had been living in seclusion in the tomb of the sorcerer, was not as evil as the rumors, and from the perspective of what she did, she did not have any good feelings for Ghost City, and she was definitely an ally worthy of being wooed.
After thinking about it for a few minutes, Kelben finally stopped insisting on his opinion and raised his head and asked Henry: “You have had close contact with Lawalk. Tell me, what exactly does he want to do?”
“It’s not clear. He may have a little interest in me, or he may be disgusted by what Terramant has done. In short, I am very grateful for what he did today.” Henry silently disappeared from himself and himself. The private friendship of the wizard king.
“Well, it seems that I still have to go there in person. Let’s go, Laila, let’s see what Lawalk’s attitude is on this matter.” As he said, Kelben took his wife’s hand and walked directly to the door.
Because under the influence of the magic fan lock, people who did not get Henry’s permission were unable to cast any teleportation spells, and even the voters of the magic goddess were no exception. But Laila and his wife obviously didn’t mean to spy on the secrets of the floating city, so they preferred to go out instead of asking Henry for permission to transmit.
Looking at the two gradually disappearing backs, Ai Lazdro sighed slightly: “Hey…I really hope they can make some progress, otherwise it would be too dangerous to let Ghost City hold such a terrifying thing.”
Just when Henry was about to say something, the moon elf Helen hurried in. She first bowed to everyone gracefully, and then said, “I’m very sorry to interrupt your conversation. There is a person who claims to be called Allen’s boy claims to be your son of Master Henry, do I want to confirm that it is true? Besides, he looks very much like you.”
As soon as the voice fell Shikoudi immediately stood up excitedly: “Goddess of luck is here! Alan is here? Take me to see him!”
Helen turned her head and stared at Henry, and smiled after seeing the latter nodding her head and said to Shikoudi: “Please follow me, madam, your son is resting in the hall at this moment.”
Soon, the two walked out of the room.
Immediately after, Borken also found an excuse to leave. He could feel the atmosphere in the house beginning to become a little ambiguous, so he didn’t intend to stay in the eye.
The room that was originally full of people became empty in the blink of an eye. Alastre got up from the chair, hugged Henry’s neck from the back with his arms outstretched, and sighed gently in his ear: “I have twenty minutes. Time, if you want to do something, please hurry up…”
Hearing such suggestive remarks, Henry didn’t say a word, and backhanded Ellasdra onto the chair and threw directly on it.
It didn’t take long for the house to hear women’s ecstasy (groans) and men’s heavy breathing (breathing)…… (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation , Monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)