The sky was gloomy and dark clouds were rolling in.
Outside Mokou Town, in a mysterious basement somewhere.
The woman in black robe standing on the altar was suddenly shocked, and then she opened her eyes suddenly and said coldly, "The blocking magic circle has been broken, and the flying winged night shadow has successfully arrived, and we are ready to go!"
The woman in black robe looked around at the subordinates under the altar, and a red wave of anger flashed in her narrowed eyes.
"Miss Natasha."
A burly dark knight looked at her carefully, lowered his head and said respectfully:
"This magic circle that isolates teleportation spells is obviously aimed at us. I think it would be a bit inappropriate to go there at this time due to our actions tonight."
"Of course I know this." When the black-robed woman named Natasha heard this, her face was covered with frost and her voice was as cold as a bone, "That's why I have to go."
She had to go. Her long-planned plan had failed like this. Not to mention the anger on her face, the mere loss of thirty men made it difficult for her to swallow her anger.
These people are all her confidants, a team she has cultivated at the cost of dedicating all her faith to the Lost Lady and spending resources.
Now, everything was destroyed in the trap she set. She must let the people of Mokou Town understand what the anger from Yinhun City is.
Although among the troops sent by the High King, the person responsible for attacking Mokou Town and the Kingdom of Cormyr was her father and the spokesperson of the High King, Hajhorna.
But she knew his father too well. Her father was so cold and emotionless that he could not be interested in anything except magic knowledge.
Even after returning to the main material world, she still rarely saw him leaving her laboratory, let alone the city of Sultanza.
He even hinted to her, intentionally or unintentionally, to try not to get involved in battles in the material world.
This is naturally impossible for her.
Because if she didn't join the Supreme King's plan for the material world, how could she get the attention of the Supreme King and the favor of the Lost Lady to quickly improve her strength.
What she hates the most is that her father actually gave the ritual of transforming into a ghost given by the High King himself and the opportunity to study at the Tower of Karthus to her sword mage sister instead of taking up the job in Netheril.
The arcanist's self.
In the city of Sultanza, the status of the Arcanist has always been higher than anything else. Even the Shadow Guard Assassin who has advanced from the Sword Mage cannot compare with it.
The Tower of Karthus is the holy place in every arcanist's heart.
It not only records all the arcane knowledge left behind by the High King when he was an assistant to Karsus when the Netheril Empire was at its most glorious.
It also stores several Nese scrolls that took dozens of centuries to collect.
As the Shadow Mentor and Priest of the Lost Lady, it is impossible for her to withstand the erosion of shadow energy with her human body alone. She must transform into a ghost person as soon as possible.
This is the path that every Netherese arcanist must take.
Therefore, when the spokesperson of the High King, Hajhorna, used the ghost ritual as a reward, he asked her to capture the town of Mokou as quickly as possible.
Even though she knew in her heart that this vicious Supreme Hand was using her, she nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Although if you want to transform into an ordinary wraith, you only need to spend a few resources to complete it successfully through the transformation ritual developed by the Netherese arcanist, but the wraith transformation ritual given by the High King himself is extraordinary.
This is the highest transformation ritual that incorporates the essence of shadow, allowing her to release magic and divine spells in the realm of darkness and shadow to be greatly enhanced.
She will never let go of this opportunity and must capture Mokou Town.
Moreover, in the battle just now, she had already used her phantom clone in advance to find out the approximate strength of all the enemies in the banquet hall.
She didn't think that these people could stop the arrival of her true form and the flying winged night shadow summoned from the shadow plane at a huge cost.
Except for the weak half-elf wizard and the stupid green warrior with magic equipment, which surprised her, others could not threaten her safety at all.
Before setting off, Hand of the High King Hajhona had told her in advance that although the female lord of Arabe City had been paying attention to the situation in Mokou Town, she never dared to leave the scope of her mage tower for even half a step.
Obviously, this female lord is no match for the Hand of the Supreme King. If she dares to do this, she will undoubtedly be destroying herself.
As for the nosy electorate bitches in Shadow Valley, they were being stared at by the five shadow princes, who were playing hide and seek games to distract them.
Because Hajhorna had revealed to her in a subtle way that the Lost Lady had sent an oracle.
In the near future, the Demonic Web will be completely torn apart, and the Shadow Demonic Web will replace it and control the casters of the entire world.
This plan has obviously reached its most critical moment.
Otherwise, the High King would not have handed over the management of Sultansa City to the Great Prince, but he himself would have mysteriously disappeared.
"Start the sacrificial ceremony. We have already disappointed the Lost Lady once tonight, and we must not let the goddess down again." Natasha said coldly.
In an instant, the dark basement reverberated with depraved prayers and hymns.
A group of human slaves in ragged clothes, with dull eyes, and filth on their bodies and faces were escorted to the altar and crawled at their feet.
The priestesses in black robes immediately used daggers to slit the victim's throat. The blood flowed along the strange formation and seeped into the altar's formation bit by bit.
Evil energy fluctuations spread.
"boom!"
The aura of destruction from the darkness spurted out like substance and filled the air.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Natasha's lips curled into a sneer, and she felt a burst of joy in her heart for no apparent reason.
This reminded her of the first time she saw the most important ceremony for all priests, the Lady's Kiss.
It was a ritual that lasted all night and ended with a horrific killing feast.
After capturing Mokou Town, she must build an Ancient Night Temple in this town and hold a kiss celebration to please the lost goddess at the cost of half of the town's population.
She wants those who resist to understand.
In the face of absolute strength, any resistance is so feeble.
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The entire banquet hall became darker and darker, and the sparkling crystal chandeliers also lost their firelight and disappeared in the dark environment.
Brian stared at the ceiling, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.
He suddenly saw that what enveloped the entire hall was a super-large shadow creature.
He silently observed that if not counting the spread wings, the body of this shadow creature was at least a hundred meters in size.
With the vision of his own elf blood, he could barely make out the outline of the creature.
"Flying Wing Night Shadow turns out to be this kind of cross-dimensional shadow creature." Brian looked slightly startled and took a slight breath.
The Winged Nightshade is a powerful undead creature made of equal parts darkness and pure evil, looking like a giant bat made of pure darkness.
Their chilling resentment was thickly spread around, and filled with the smell of an open tomb on a winter morning.
"Affected by the 'blasphemous aura'!"
"Will saving throw in progress..."
"Will save successful!"
"You successfully exempted yourself from the panic effect of 'Profane Aura'!"
"You successfully saved against the shaking effect of 'Profane Aura'!"
…………
There was a moment.
Brian suddenly felt that there was a pair of eyes full of evil staring at him. The trembling feeling brought by that feeling made him feel as if he had suddenly fallen into a bone-chilling icy lake.
Fortunately, his strong will resistance exempted Flying Wing Night Shadow from its own group shock ability.
But others are not so lucky.
At least half of the warriors in the entire hall were so frightened by the majesty of an adult dragon that they lay trembling on the ground. The ones with lower willpower even ran around like headless flies.
"Everyone gather towards me!"
In the darkness, the paladin, whose body was shining with the light of the divine spirit, shouted to everyone.
——"The aura of kindness!"
——"The aura of courage!"
Immediately afterwards, the light around the paladin became even more dazzling, even dispelling all darkness within 10 feet of him.
The warriors were frightened by Feiyi Yeying's 'blasphemous aura', and when they saw the dazzling paladin, they all ran towards each other as if they had grasped their last hope.
——"Supernatural ability: Summon undead creatures!"
The flying winged night shadow hovering on the ceiling let out a strange scream, and light arrays emitting evil negative energy appeared on the ground.
With waves of bone-chilling energy filling the air, various undead creatures such as shadows, bound spirits, and resentful souls from the shadow plane were summoned.
The warriors who recovered from the tremors once again waved their flame-infused weapons to fight against these undead creatures.
"Jiejiejie..."
On the chaotic battlefield, weird screams sounded.
The flying winged night shadow hovering on the ceiling, with a piercing scream, flapped its wings and swooped down, and its huge figure instantly covered the three soldiers who were fleeing in fear.
Its lantern-sized blood-red eyes exude the purest hatred and desire for life and death.
"ah!!!"
The three soldiers were unable to escape, and the moment they were enveloped, they let out blood-curdling screams.
In just a moment, their life energy was sucked dry by Feiyi Yeying's supernatural ability "Magic Absorption", turning them into three shriveled corpses.
The flying winged night shadow let out a strange scream of joy, flapped its illusory bat wings, turned around, and flew towards the ceiling, preparing for its second dive.
"Evil dead, your opponent is here, prepare to return to nothingness!" Two golden flames suddenly jumped out of the majestic eyes of the paladin.
His pure divine energy instantly attracted Feiyi Yeying's eyes.
Accompanied by a strange, infiltrating scream, the huge flying winged night shadow, like a black cloud covering the sky and covering the sun, exuded suffocating negative energy, rushed towards the paladin.
The warriors who gathered around the paladin were frightened and fled in terror.
——"Supernatural ability: destroy evil and kill!"
The paladin, who showed no fear on his face, shouted loudly, then raised his sword and struck it down hard.
The long sword, burning with sacred flames, sliced ​​through Fei Yi Yeying's body as easily as cutting a cream cake.
Then fierce sacred energy immediately erupted in Yeying's body, instantly swallowing the struggling and wailing souls.
Feiyi Yeying let out a scream that could pierce the eardrums, and the surging negative energy roared through the hall like thunder.
"boom!"
The paladin, whose whole body was shrouded in divine light, was beaten upright.
His body flew backward and upward like an arrow, hit the wall, and then slid down, spurting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"Sir Brian, what should we do?" Knight Zander came to Brian from the darkness and said with a worried look.
Obviously, in his opinion, this uninvited paladin could not bring him any sense of security.
He saw the newly appointed lord, protected by Lando and the elf mage, quickly carving an obscure magic circle on the ground.
When the last step of the magic circle was completed, Brian stood up and was about to speak, when a black shadow suddenly passed across his field of vision.
A humanoid body as tall as an ogre, suspended above the ground, suddenly appeared in front of him and stared at him coldly.
"Everyone must die!"
The incorporeal creature whispered in proficient Common Tongue. This was a voice that seemed to come from the shadow world, cold and bone-chilling.
Fear the bound spirit!
The wraith is a kind of incorporeal creature created by evil and darkness. Their appearance is that they can hold weapons and wear armor, because this is the form of the wraith when they were alive.
The Terrorbinder is the lord of the tribe. It is the oldest and most terrifying spiritbinder hidden in forgotten temples or deep in ancient ruins.
They are an incorporeal form of malice condensed and embodied, full of negative energy.
And just by its mere appearance in the world, passing through a piece of land at will, it can cause nearby plants to turn black and wither, and animals will also flee due to its presence.
Even the flames that are not strong enough will be swallowed up by the terrifying unconscious energy absorption of the spirit.
Almost as soon as the Scarlet-Bridling Spirit drank coldly, Brian had already taken out the legendary weapon ‘Dawnbringer’.
——"Flame Strike!"
He motioned for everyone to push away quickly and directly activate the magic of the weapon.
"boom!"
A vertical pillar of sacred light descended from the sky with a deafening roar.
The scorching flames mercilessly enveloped the body of the Terror-bound Spirit, making a sizzling sound before melting into a line of light smoke and disappearing without a trace.
Brian reached out and pointed, and a soul crystal that was about to fall to the ground fell into his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he put away his weapon, took out his staff, and slammed it on the ground. The magic circle he had arranged suddenly erupted with a golden light.
This light is like some mysterious trigger.
Following the bursts of roaring, the obscure runes etched on the four walls of the entire banquet hall began to glow brightly and erupted with bright golden light.
This dazzling light was like a surging tide, overwhelmingly beating back the darkness, making the entire hall look like daylight.
The body of Feiyi Yeying, shrouded in golden light, was like raw meat thrown into a frying pan, making a sizzling sound. The shadow gradually became dimmed in the smoke of Xiaoxiao.
"My power is restored!" A warrior who fought against the shadow brandished a flaming scimitar, slashed him to death, and shouted to his companions in surprise.
"Mine has also recovered, and I feel like my breathing is much easier." Another companion took a deep breath and immediately told his condition.
Immediately, the warriors in the entire hall followed the golden light to dispel the darkness, and their morale, which was on the verge of collapse, suddenly rebounded, and began to fight back against the group of undead creatures roaring in pain in the magic circle.
"It turns out to be a large anti-evil magic circle. It seems they have been prepared for it!"
The paladin who climbed up from the ground with difficulty looked at the half-elf wizard who was holding a staff and looking calm in shock, and whispered to himself.
Then, he sat against the wall, straightened his broken ribs with a grin, held the Holy Emblem, and began to treat his injuries with peace of mind.
"I see!"
Knight Zander looked at Brian with admiration, and immediately understood why the newly appointed lord asked his cousin to help him collect so much information.
Obviously, he had anticipated this situation.
Thinking of this, his heart, which had been hanging all the time, began to slowly relax.
Elend, the half-elf poet not far away, looked at Brian thoughtfully and lowered the hand he was about to raise.
Then, he suddenly discovered something strange about the flying wing night shadow on the ceiling.
"Be careful, get out of the way!" The half-elf poet's expression changed, and he quickly issued a warning loudly.
——"Supernatural ability: Finger of Death!"
The scarred Flying Wing Night Shadow let out a vicious scream, and a heart-stopping blood-red ray spurted out from its mouth, aiming directly at Brian.
When Winged Night Shadow targeted himself, the 'early warning' feature attached to the Purple Dragon Seal Ring worn by Brian instantly issued a death alert to him.
Thinking of Feiyi Yeying's characteristics, he naturally guessed immediately what fatal attack the opponent would release next.
——"Death-proof barrier!"
Just when the blood-red ray was about to hit him, a milky-white barrier suddenly emerged from the magical scroll that Brian tore open, neutralizing the fatal attack.
"Deathproof Barrier" is a four-ring divine spell for priests and paladins.
Out of his understanding of the spellcasters in Shadow City, he had already requested several life-saving scrolls from the stone giant Hegram in advance.
Looking at Brian's unhurried look, Elend secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, there was a hint of embarrassment in his expression.
Because of the yelling just now, he felt like a fool.
However, when he thought that everything he had accomplished this time could be accomplished so smoothly, he looked at Brian's back and couldn't help but smile.
At the same time, the questions in my mind were also solved.
"Everyone, let's work together to eliminate this flying winged night shadow!"
The paladin who recovered from his injuries quickly stood up, looked at the undead creature clinging to the shadow of the ceiling like a bat, and suggested to everyone.
"The Winged Night Shadow will be left to you." Brian glanced at the uninvited paladin and said to him, "We have more difficult enemies to deal with."
The paladin looked stunned and subconsciously looked around the empty surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, a dark black teleportation circle appeared in the corner of the hall.
As the teleportation light dissipated, the paladin saw that the Shar priest, who had been eliminated by the half-elf wizard, appeared again, accompanied by five dark guards that he hated.
The moment Natasha stepped out of the magic circle, a hot golden light floated over her cheek, causing her to subconsciously raise her hands to cover her face.
Chapter completed!