In the swamp covered with rotten branches and vines, a small fortress stands quietly, a fortress that has long been eroded by the swamp, and has been abandoned in this swamp for more than a hundred years.
Under the leadership of the Lizardman scout of the Lizard Tribe, Brian and Karadna had already found this fortress hidden in the depths of Hirozawa.
He and the sorcerer beside him use hidden magic to cover up his figure, squatted in a dense bush, and carefully observed the specific situation of the fortress.
The entire fortress is completely protected by a wall about 10 meters high. The walls are covered with green vines, full of ancient charm.
He saw a pond filled with rotten black water not far ahead of him surrounded the south and southwest corners of the fortress, and there was also such a pond in the northeast corner in the distance.
Through the pungent smell brought by the breeze, Brian realized that the black water in these two ponds contained strong toxicity and acidity, which was a natural defense barrier. It was obviously a bit difficult for the two to lurk here quietly.
And at the farthest point of their sight, at the end of the north side of the fortress, a round tower stood out lonely, about twice the height of the wall.
Vagically, Brian, who had a keen intuition about magic, could feel that the tower was cast with superb detection spells.
If the two of them appear rashly, they will definitely be noticed immediately.
Directly in front of him, on the southeast side of the fortress, a hanging gate blocked the inside and outside, and the vines also stopped here, revealing a small piece of space.
He saw the jumping flames coming out of the dense arrow holes in the wall, like a large torch burning in front of the fortress.
A light smoke rose lightly from somewhere behind the gate.
The iron bars of this gate have long been rusted under the corrosion of the swamp. Looking from the gaps on the door, there is a long and narrow passage behind the door.
If you look closely, you will find that like the dense arrow holes on the exterior wall, there are also many such mechanisms on the inner wall of the passage.
At the end of the passage, there is a second hanging gate blocking the road ahead.
There was a lot of gravel scattered in the passage, and the sunset projected from the gaps in the ceiling, sprinkling a little dim light in the holes of these stones.
"I suddenly regret coming here with you." The sorcerer who was squatting in the bushes moved his body away from the leg bones of an unknown beast that had been rotten and full of maggots that he had just stepped on. She leaned over to Brian, frowned and complained in a low voice, "The environment here is even worse than expected, and it is hard to describe."
Although a nearly invisible magic shield had already been erected around her to isolate any odor and mosquitoes, the visual impact brought by the harsh environment and the rotten animals and plants around her still made her feel instinctively disgusted.
As I spoke, a strong fragrance of roses came.
Brian noticed that the sorcerer moved toward him again. The distance between the two even made him feel the warmth emitted by the other person's skin.
If he looked down, he could also see a white, dazzling slender legs exposed from the hem of the slit skirt. This strong visual impact actually made him feel the urge to go up and touch it.
Brian was immediately shocked by the sudden thoughts in his mind, and asked himself with a deep grip that he was not a leg control, and could only attribute it to the passive influence of Karadna's extraordinary charm.
This is the benefit of being a wizard. Even in a harsh environment like a swamp, this sorcerer wearing high heels can still walk spotlessly as if walking on flat ground.
Of course, the cost of doing this is also very serious, that is, it is to isolate most of one's own perceptions except vision. When encountering ambush or sneak attacks, it is very likely that it will not be able to react in an instant.
If you are in a fully equipped team of adventurers, there is naturally no problem, because dirty and tiring tasks such as reconnaissance and alert are entirely responsible for the Ranger or Wanderer.
But the situation is different now. There are only two of them, so this important task naturally fell on Brian with the departure of the Lizardman scout.
As a professional who has long been accustomed to this kind of adventure, Brian will definitely not want to wrap himself in a solid protective cover like this delicate sorcerer, so as to isolate all perceptions from the outside world.
In addition to simply casting a few magic tricks to block the interference of poisonous insects and light bodies on his own, he personally felt the harsh environment of the swamp along the way.
"You can't stand this?"
Brian looked at the fortress in the distance and thought about how to break in. Without looking back, he said casually: "At this point, you are far from Cialisiabi."
Speaking of this sword wizard who turned into the Queen of Steel, Brian couldn't help but recall the scene when he and Xisaiya broke into the fungus queen base camp. The undead creature transformed from rotten fungi growing on human flesh is the most terrifying and disgusting.
Even though it was so long, he suddenly recalled that his stomach still had a slight twitch instinctively.
"Tsk, isn't it just a group of corrupt fungi? What can you bear? There is nothing comparable between the two." Karadna snorted in discontent:
"I have never seen any scenes before. I will be frightened by those rotten things. When I was most embarrassed, I was like you, even the things in the mud monster's belly were completely removed."
After hearing this sentence, Brian realized that the warlock had probably reached the level of talking about everything, and he actually told his black history.
I just don't know how much Cialia sold him.
"But your performance makes it hard for me to imagine that you have traveled across the mainland, or even other planes." Brian turned around and looked at the sorcerer and said with a smile.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! At this time, the sorcerer squatted beside him in an indecent posture. When he turned around, he naturally inadvertently saw two dazzling snow-white balls wrapped in a dark purple lace bra and the mysterious ravines that were looming.
"What do you know, this is a kind of confidence."
Karadna seemed to notice Brian's gaze, raised her long eyelashes and glared at him, calmly tightened her cloak tightly on her body, pretending to be serious and thought deeply:
“As a spellcaster, I usually do what I do best when facing various dangers and harsh environments, and undoubtedly, today is the same.”
"But today's performance looks like a spoiled noble lady." Brian couldn't help but ask in confusion: "I'm curious, where does your confidence come from?"
"Of course my confidence comes from..."
The sorcerer blurted out suddenly, looked at Brian intently, and suddenly blinked his burgundy eyes at him playfully, and smiled, "Of course it comes from your cultivation and strength."
"Okay." Brian turned around speechlessly.
"Hey." Karadna touched Brian's arm and leaned against him. Her crystal white chin was almost about to rest on his shoulder. "When are you going to let me squat with you? Since their defense is so strict, with the strength of both of us, it's okay to rush in."
"I understand what you said." The distance between the two made Brian almost feel that this soft body was already close to him. He was unmoved and pondered slightly, and said: "Strong rushing is certainly the best choice. I just want to maintain my strength as much as possible. After all, what awaits us in the shadow plane is an extremely dangerous and long fierce battle. We cannot waste too much physical strength and magic here."
"I'm so scared." Karadna exaggeratedly, exclaimed, but the bright burgundy eyes obviously betrayed her, and the excitement of eagerness to try was revealed inside. She happily grabbed Brian's arm like a child, and said:
"The shadow plane is good. I haven't been there for a long time. I don't know what kind of environment the shadow crack in Hirozawa can teleport us to."
"Since that's the case, let's force it."
After Brian couldn't think of a way to sneak into the fortress perfectly, he could only choose to compromise. He pulled the sorcerer's hand out of his arms as if nothing had happened, patted the weak and smooth back of his hand, reminding her, "But when you rush into the fortress later, you just need to keep alert, and I will deal with all the enemies."
"Why?" Karadna stood up unhappily from the hiding bushes. The two beautiful legs that were just exposed just right were exposed, exuding a silky and crystal luster without any flaws, which feasted Brian, who just raised his head.
"Of course, it is to keep your strength as much as possible." Brian stood up and grabbed her wrist. Without permission, he used the space nodes that had just been set behind the fortress's hanging gate to transmit it directly with the surge of magic energy.
"Bang!"
The door of the guard room was kicked open by Brian, and the inside was unexpectedly empty and comfortable.
Brian glanced at the room quickly.
On the right side of the door is a burning stove, emitting a warm and bright atmosphere. A light smoke floated out of the hole in the ceiling directly above the stove. Behind the stove are two thick straw mattresses, spreading parallel to the ground.
A round table was placed opposite the door of the southeast corner, surrounded by four high-backed chairs, and four fully armed guards sat.
Their weapons were leaning against the side casually, and they were drinking and eating meat around the table.
Everyone was stunned by Brian's unexpectedly strong intrusion.
One of the guards who stood up and poured wine was even more frightened and stood there, letting the wine in the wine pot keep gushing down towards the wine glass that had already been overflowing on the table.
——"Curse Fire Bomb!"
Brian, who took out the staff in advance, raised the staff and waved it gently before the guards could react. The four fireballs as big as fists, shining with blue and white light condensed into shape. Under the guidance of the staff, they were like lead bullets coming out of the bore, shooting at the four guards one by one.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Accompanied by four loud bangs, the four guards were all blown into bloody corpses by the fireball condensed from the original magic energy of the curse fire.
One of the priests who reacted in time tried to defend with the magic shield that resisted fire damage. However, the moment the fireball hit the barrier, it seemed like dry firewood encountered fire, causing the explosive flame energy to suddenly surge a few points, becoming the first unlucky guy among the four to turn into ashes.
Seeing the damage caused by the curse fire bomb, Brian nodded secretly and was quite satisfied.
Since he obtained the curse fire, he has not been rigid enough to rely on level improvement to obtain various characteristics of the curse fire, and is also studying its usage skills.
For example, the curse fire bomb he just released is a skill that has no energy consumption, because as long as he uses the curse fire bomb to kill the enemy, he can independently absorb the life energy of the killed person and replenish the consumption just now.
"Let's go!" The enemy in the guard room had been cleaned up. Brian did not waste time and immediately waved to the sorcerer who was standing aside and watching, and walked out.
"Is this curse fire? It's really amazing."
Karadna played with a strand of hair hanging from her chest, looked at the burnt corpse, muttered to herself, then looked at Brian's departure back, a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and hurriedly followed.
"Who is there?" As soon as the two of them walked out of the guard room, a vulgar voice came from the arrow hole on the wall, "Leave immediately, you are not welcome here!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Although the words of warning the two mean to expel them, the actions of the warning agent did not get idle because of this, obviously intending to violently expel them.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of patrol teams with about fifteen hurriedly ran over and tried to surround Brian and the others with double-teams.
These creatures look like humans, but they are obviously taller and thinner, with dark gray skin, black hair, purple tattoos on their faces, and decorative accessories worn on their ears and noses.
They were also wearing rough black armor, and they seemed to be wrapped in shadows.
Ghost Warrior, Brian instantly recognized the patrol team's true identity, and this group of people are the elite among Ghost Warriors, and their strength is at least about level 10 in the second level.
"Silly intruder!"
A ghost warrior who obviously looks burly, with cold blood-red eyes, looking directly at Brian and the other two through the gap in the steel mask, his voice was hoarse and loud, "Who do you think you are? Heroes? Then let's give you a hero's ending."
A fireball as big as a washbasin roared out like a cannonball, falling into the group of ghost warriors.
"Boom!"
The scorching flames exploded, and the fiercely burning high-temperature flames rage everywhere, and even the entire fortress seemed to tremble slightly in the explosion.
As soon as the fireball was fired, four ghost warriors were blown up on the spot. The impact of the fireball instantly exploded, and all the enemies outside the center of the explosion flew backwards.
Even the ghost leader who survived by chance opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood, and a fire ignited all over his body.
"Are you legendary powerhouses?!" The ghost leader got up from the ground and looked at Brian and the other two in shock.
Unfortunately it was too late.
Because no one answered his question, only a blue and white curse fire bomb the size of a fist was responded to.
After dealing with these inconvenient guards, Brian quickly took Karadna to the depths of the fortress.
Between the guard room and the main building of the fortress is a large open space, surrounded by walls that were once intact but now eroded by swamps.
The situation at the venue is very unoptimistic. It seems that in a few years, the swamp will be completely assimilated.
Because on the west side of the open space, a large area of ​​land has been swamped and has become a large rotten pond with a large area, and many vegetation of various ferns, shrubs and vines have grown.
In the center of the open space, there is a stone fountain, but the water surface in the fountain is already covered with yellow-green algae.
The pool water radiated with green luster spread out from the pool and gathered into a pool of water towards the main building complex on the north side.
Although the main building is still well preserved, the wall on the west side of the courtyard does look disrepaired and shaky.
Brian's attack obviously triggered the entire fortress's defense system. As soon as the two of them passed through the guard room and arrived at the main building complex of the fortress, they heard bursts of rapid alert sounds.
A group of lizard people came over with great momentum.
Their eyes were blood-red, their bodies were covered with dark black scales, and their bodies were surrounded by shadow energy. The momentum of their running was like a rolling and surging dark cloud.
However, Brian also noticed that behind the group of lizard men, there were two humans who looked like they were wearing black armor.
A clear and high decibel voice came from under one of the helmets, which was easy to tell that this was a woman.
"You actually dare to invade our holy land and seek death!"
——"Yang Yan Explosion!"
A dazzling bright light suddenly exploded as Brian lifted his staff.
In an instant, shrill wails and hisses sounded one after another.
Facing ghost creatures, there is no more shocking spell than the damage caused by large-scale group attack spells like "Yang Yan Explosion".
The strong light dissipated, and the surrounding air was filled with a disgusting burnt smell. All the lizardman warriors who had received the blessing of shadow energy all turned into burnt corpses under the hot and strong light.
Although the two priestesses in the lead survived, they were then sent to the warm embrace of Lost Lady by Brian.
"Hey, let this spell be used next time, and say it in advance." The warlock lady on the side rubbed her eyes that were shining with tears, and complained to Brian.
"I understand." Hearing this, Brian looked at her calmly, then replied casually, and immediately signaled her to keep pace with her.
After solving three waves of enemies in a row, they finally came to the interior of the hall.
The situation here is obviously much worse than its appearance.
The foyer was filled with gravel, some of which looked like fragments of the ceiling, some were surrounded by stone pillars, and some even had collapsed walls.
It can be said that even if this area collapses the next moment, it is not a strange thing.
Brian noticed that there was a large door on the north side of the foyer and a door with the same shape on the right.
In the corner to the left is a headless statue. The statue's armor and sword have a very unique decorative shape, which looks like Cormier's style.
"This is the ancestor of the Kingdom of Cormier, Azene IV." Karadna's clear and nice voice sounded in the hall, helping Brian relieve his doubts, "It is your grandfather of Queen Hisay. It is said that this fortress was for..."
"Do you care why it is. The most important thing now is not to delay time." Brian interrupted the sorcerer's complacent voice and signaled her to follow.
They came to the end of the hall as fast as possible, with a large swath of garbage piled up in the passage, dead plant stems, bones, leather, and so on.
The corner outside the garbage dump looks quite clean.
Moreover, the ceiling of the passage had almost collapsed, and the walls had also sunk into a large area. There were four doors on both sides of the room, one of which was obviously Bryan's target.
Because a middle-aged man in the robe of the magic goddess Mistera was standing at the door, blocking their way, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
He looked like a human, but his face was a little gray and expressionless, as if there were shadows surrounding him. Behind him were three humans, two men and one woman standing in a row like a benchmark.
They were all expressionless, wearing purple robes, ready for battle, lifting one hand and reaching the other in the spell material bag.
The middle-aged man in the robe of the magic goddess priest shouted loudly: "Silly intruder, Mistera will make you pay for what you do!"
The three people behind him followed with a mechanical retelling: "Yes, the goddess will definitely do it."
Brian responded to the unfortunate group of completely brainwashed bad guys with a group sleeping technique that allowed them to have a beautiful sleep before the entire fortress was destroyed.
Because if they are lucky enough to persevere until the Shadow Magic Network node is destroyed, then they may be lucky enough to save their lives.
After Brian carefully checked, he carefully pushed open the door that had just been guarded.
In the dim room, erratic shadows were flying aimlessly, and there was no obvious light source.
The two corners of the room have collapsed, leaving only gravel on the ground and large holes in the ceiling where you can directly see the sky.
There is also a headless statue in the southeast corner of the hall, but this is a woman in armor.
"This is Queen Inkra of Esparin." The sorcerer who followed Brian, boredly playing with the hair hanging from his chest, explained the origin of the statue like a historian:
"In DR1162, after the queen married the crown prince of Cormier, Palagrad, all the territory of Esparin was incorporated into Cormier."
Brian ignored her self-talk and walked straight through the hall to the depths of the fortress.
The two people's sight once appeared in a magnificent and solemn hall.
The exquisite Goliathian columns lead to curved areas from the ceiling. Of course, several columns have collapsed, and the ceiling above has collapsed.
Four statues stand under the walls on both sides, and two similar statues stand on the platform in the distant corner.
The most impressive thing in the hall is the huge black sphere floating in the center of the hall.
The black ball is like a vortex of air woven with shadows. At first glance, it is deep and unsightly. Many huge shadow-shaped tentacles are stretched out from the ball, intertwined in the air, reaching the surrounding walls.
These tentacles seemed to squeeze out light from the air, making the hall look much darker.
Some creatures guarded the room and seemed to be ready for battle in advance.
A half dragon stood in the center of the hall, surrounded by flashing shadows.
Her eyes were flowing with a blasphemy, reminding Brian of the appearance of the Shadow Scale Tribe leader described to him by the old shaman of the Sharp-Tooth Tribe.
"The fool who dares to challenge me, I have a stronger power than my ancestors, come and die!"
The female lizardman roared in a skilled dragon language, and she was surrounded by a man with pale skin and tattoos, her body hidden in the shadows.
He was casting a spell, while he was preparing a thorn chain on his other hand, "The shadow will surely take you away."
Legendary powerhouse!
Seeing the man with pale skin and tattoos, Brian guessed his approximate strength, and then said to the sorcerer who was obviously alert to him, "I'll leave the lizardman leader to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not hesitate to perform the "Psychic Exile Technique" and appeared in the vast astral plane with the legendary priest of Ms. Lost.
After a dizzy turn, the male priest felt himself floating above the boundless silver sea, with a gloomy look obviously floating in his gloomy expression, and subconsciously wanted to escape.
Of course, Brian would not give him this opportunity.
——"Space Lock!"
An invisible force field enveloped the space of the two people.
——"Chain to remove magic!"
——"Advanced Magic!"
As Brian's staff lifted up, nearly invisible magic energy suddenly hit the priest's body, causing all the magical shields and buffing magic techniques around him to collapse and disappear.
——"Level 7 superpower: overclocking shock explosion!"
——"Level 8 superpower: Experience death!"
——"Level Nine Power: Tornado!"
In the astral space, Brian's originally invisible spiritual powers came toward the priest floating in the silver sea as if it was released.
In a blink of an eye, his fragile body was torn into a bloody rain in the roaring tornado.
A priest Shar who has reached the legendary realm died in humiliation in the storm of Brian's clean and neat psychic energy and arcane.
A ray of psychic light flashed by, and Brian's figure reappeared on the material plane.
He saw the half-dragonized lizard man lying on the ground dyingly, and a large pool of blood oozing out from the ground.
Seeing Brian appearing in front of him safely, the sorcerer Karadna widened her eyes in surprise, feeling incredible about his efficiency.
Brian ignored it and just stretched out his staff and pointed it out, and a fireball eliminated this dragon vein lizardman warlock with only level 4.
Then, his hand swept through the void and picked out a letter from the priest Shael's spoils, and carefully studied it. The sorcerer beside him also came to the front with curiosity and tilted his head to check.
To Koslo Seraven:
My mistress said she was unable to stop the contract your soul had made with her kingdom of God in the past.
But I promise that if her plan succeeds, your ethnic group will own a land on the continent of Feren that is no longer cursed and entangled.
The Everglades will be the perfect place for you to build your own kingdom.
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The efforts in the Great Everglades will lay a good foundation for you to occupy the Kingdom of Cormier and settle here, so that you will no longer be afraid of losing your soul.
For a long time, she has provided the power of Shadow Magic Net, and I can provide you with more training.
I suggest you convince your ethnicity to accept this kind gift.
You have seen its power, and for the next less than a year, your people will know its power.
—————Esville Grayburg
The content of this letter mainly tells why the Lizardman of the Shadow Scale Tribe devoted himself to the church of Miss Lost and the future that Miss Lost promised to the Lizardman.
"Aceville Grey Castle?" Karadna showed a puzzled expression. Obviously she did not know the specific origin of the priestess.
"She is the Patriarch in charge of the Lost Lady Church of Cormier, Sambia, the Valley and Cormanso." Brian put away the letter and said to her:
"A character who is no less ruthless than 'Black Veil' Eliriel. She is now hosting the work of tearing the magic net in Shadow Valley. We will meet her soon."
"The priest and the lizard man just now should be the general manager of the fortress." He checked everything in the room and said, "Don't waste time, find the secret room leading to the shadow plane as soon as possible."
Karadna nodded and carefully checked everything in the room with him.
Soon, the sorcerer found a lever-like switch on the statue platform in the northeast corner.
"Boom..."
With a roar, the platform began to rotate, and then slowly turned around, and a downward rotation ladder appeared.
This is a small room shrouded in the shadows.
There is a small altar under the wall opposite the stairs, and a black round wooden plate surrounded by a circle of purple rings hangs on the wall above the altar.
Brian did not find out that this was the emblem of Ms. Lost Lady Shar.
There was also a small lamp on the altar, as if the source of the shadow in the room was this lamp, the oil inside was burning, but it emitted a shadow.
There was a letter in the shadow of the desk lamp.
Brian picked it up curiously and took it apart and checked it out.
Despiel:
Miss Lost has seen your sincerity and she intends to reward you for this.
So I sent Selvin to you, and he will hand over this letter to you in person.
At the same time, he also brought a way to reopen the door of dusk, which will help us share our common purpose.
As you pass through this door, you will find you are in a reflection of the fortress.
A fellow Selvin, a Shadow-born Lizardman, will wait there and take you to the Abbendu Monastery.
I will be there waiting for you to come, and we will have many things to discuss.
Protect your secrets.
One day, they will end the mystery.
—————Esville Grayburg
"Who is Despier?" Karadna looked at Brian like a curious baby.
"The ancient black dragon guarding the shadow plane." Brian put away the letter and explained to her: "In the ritual where the magic net was torn apart, this black dragon was responsible for this part of Hirozawa."
"The Dusk Gate is the passage you are looking for to the shadow plane, is that right?" the sorcerer said his guess.
"The answer is correct." Brian smiled at her, but responded to him by the latter's beautiful pair of rolling eyes.
"Strange, why is the passage to the shadow plane called the gate of dusk?"
Karadna found another point of the problem. She sat casually on the table, shook her white and slender legs, looked at the thoughtful Brian, and asked curiously: "There must be some story hidden here."
"Because the one who created this door was the Dusk Lord." Brian observed the surroundings while answering the sorcerer's question. "A very inconspicuous legend mentioned that the Dusk Lord once studied the power of shadows and finally established a passage to the shadow world, and never returned."
Three hundred years ago, a prosperous tribe lived on the land between Thunder Peak and the elves' territory.
They called themselves: Sethlund, and their lord was called by the people: Dusk Lord.
Later, the Lord of the Bow Valley accused the Lord of Dusk of studying the magic of the undead and other dark forces, which polluted the land.
So, the war broke out.
Regardless of whether the allegation is true or not, it is all that.
Eventually, the army of Bow Valley destroyed Sethlund's town, and the civilization disappeared after three weeks of massacre.
Most of the remaining people moved westward into the Kingdom of Cormier, and most of their wealth was brought back to the Bow Valley by the plunderers.
And Sethlund disappeared from history and gradually became forgotten.
Only a few scholars are still arguing about the fate of the Dusk Lord.
Some people think he is dead, while others think he relies on powerful undead magic to maintain his existence.
Judging from the earlier folk legends, the latter may be a fact: the lord of Dusk fled to Guangze and lived in seclusion here since then.
One hundred and fifty years later, the claim that the Dusk Lord lived in seclusion in Guangze gradually disappeared.
Only a very few people insist that he is still here, with the body of a lich...
"So that's it." The sorcerer who was relishing hearing couldn't help but look at Brian for a few more glances and smiled: "I didn't expect you to know so much secret history."
"The historical area of ​​the Crown Palace is recorded." Brian glanced at her and said, "The history and speculation about the 'Down Lord' was written by your teacher Sandra Cott himself."
"Okay..." Karadna's cheeks turned slightly red, and she felt a little embarrassed for no reason.
Brian was too lazy to pay attention to her, and after he got rid of the two unlucky patrols who had entered here again, they walked through the fortress complex and came to a low stone tower.
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Five haggard lizardmen and a young woman were still handcuffed to the wall, who did not react to the arrival of the two.
These lizardmen and the only humans all looked very haggard and tired.
Brian waved his hand and used magic to open their shackles. After a brief understanding, as he imagined, these lizard men were all from the Sharp-Tooth Tribe.
For example, the old shaman's wife Ashara, and their former chief Gan Ran.
The only thing that surprised Brian was a Bede barbarian named Brenciti.
This young barbarian female warrior is not only tall, but also has a very rare beauty in the Bede Barbarian tribe.
Her fiery red hair is now tied into a refreshing ponytail and hanging behind her head. Her big eyes are shining with clear light like stars in the sky. Her tall and straight nose, and her slightly thick lips all reveal the stubbornness in the barbarian woman's character.
Although I have been exposed to wind and sun for many years, my fair skin is still smooth and delicate. The feeling of touching it is the same as the oil extracted from whale fat.
Seeing this, Brian immediately understood that no wonder the eighth prince of Ghost City, Ecasia, was so obsessed with her, and she looked a little capitalized.
According to the other party's story, he learned that the female barbarian was originally imprisoned by the Eighth Prince in the floating city of Sacros. The second prince Yada couldn't stand it, so he secretly released her and guided her to take refuge through Hirozawa to Cormier.
As a result, I happened to meet the people from Shar Church and imprisoned them here, intending to return them to the eighth prince Ekasia when the mission is over.
As for why she didn't go back to her own Bede Barbarian tribe, she undoubtedly became the only survivor in the Griffon tribe in the Enoak Desert.
After Brian did not waste too much time and guided a path for the group of lizardmen, he continued to lead Karadna to find the gate of dusk in the fortress.
"Why did you guide the female barbarian named Brenciti a different path than the lizardman?" The danger of the fortress was lifted, and the sorcerer's high heels clattered happily on the marble floor. She caught up with Bryan's footsteps and walked side by side, asking with confusion:
"You are not saying that you have notified the consul of Huailun City to go to Guangze and let the Lizardmen of the Lizard tribe sign a loyalty covenant with Cormier. Why don't she go back with the Lizardmen? This is not more convenient."
"Have you ever heard a word?" Brian stopped and looked at Karadna, "It's hard to persuade the damn ghost."
"Why do you say that?" Karadna was stunned.
"I just felt the hatred for the ghost man she expressed in words when she was talking about. After all, they destroyed the griffin tribe." Brian said calmly:
"I was worried that this kind of person would bring danger to them, so I let her die on her own."
He had long known the degree of infatuation with this female barbarian in the Eight Prince of Ghost City. If he really asked the other party to return to the Kingdom of Cormier with the consul of Huailun City, he would be worried that he would meet Ekasia who was going to track down the road.
Obviously, this ghost ranger with a medium-sized strength is a disaster for the entire Lizardman tribe and the consul's troops.
Karadna nodded in a slight sense of understanding, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I thought you were the kind of person who couldn't walk when you saw a beautiful girl. You would definitely be able to reach out to help her. I didn't expect that you were quite considerate."
"Am I that kind of person?" Brian looked at the sorcerer who teased her in anger, and said in a pretended unhappy tone.
He didn't know much about this girl from the Bede barbarians, but only knew that the Eight Prince of Yinhun City was very obsessed with him, and the latter was flattering and just looking for opportunities for revenge.
Therefore, he didn't want to cause many troubles to himself because of this unexpected change.
"Isn't it?" Karadna obviously didn't take his tricks, and raised her full chest and asked her soul without showing any weakness. "If not, why did you rescue Xisaiya in the dark area?"
"The nature of the two is different, forget it, I'm too lazy to explain it to you." Brian didn't want to talk to her, so he threw a sentence, speeded up and continued to walk towards the depths of the fortress.
They came to a large courtyard at the deepest point, and the ground inside had long been eroded into mud.
It seemed like this was once a garden.
But now it is covered with dense weeds, vines and shrubs.
These vegetation grows so prosperous that there is almost no place to be found on the ground, and the wall on the north side is also flooded by vegetation that grows inside and outside.
The growth direction of vegetation spreads towards the tower, making it appear dark and quiet.
Brian led the sorcerer into the tower, and there was a shaky spiral staircase in the center of the octagonal room, passing through the hole in the ceiling and leading to the upper floor.
They stopped hesitating and stepped onto the spiral staircase and came to the top of the tower, where, as he thought, there was an open-air obsidian altar.
Brian stared at the sky where the sunset was about to disappear, pondered for a moment, took out the Shadow Stone fragments and placed them in the center of the Obsidian altar.
As expected.
In just a moment, a portal with a dark color appeared quietly in front of the two people in front of them.
Obviously, this is the gate of dusk to the shadow plane.
"I finally found the path to the shadow plane. Be alert. The next task will become very difficult. If I accidentally die inside, I will not collect your body."
Brian took away the Shadow Stone, reminded the sorcerer who was very interested in looking at the portal, and led her through the portal and disappeared on the tower.
Chapter completed!