The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 622 Drows Are All Soft Bones (4000 words)
The voice came so abruptly that the black shadows were a little caught off guard, but their reaction speed was extremely fast, everyone was holding their knives and drawing their swords, and their weapons were all matte.

As soon as one of the black shadows raised his hand, he shot a cloud of ink-like mist towards the place where the sound sounded, and the mist was even darker than the night, making it impossible to stretch one's fingers.

It's just that the black shadow that shot out the black mist was not praised by his companions, on the contrary, he was severely whipped.

The black shadow who beat her companion with a whip was the one who took the shadow from the corpse of the former Morn lord. She reprimanded her reckless companion in a language that ordinary people could not understand, and then loudly said in a common language with a pleasant voice: "The people on the surface Humans, we are looking for lost partners, have you seen them?"

Before anyone could answer in the darkness, the shadow of Lord Morn that was drawn out just now suddenly began to tremble, and the shadow quickly turned into the appearance of Randall Morn before he was alive, screaming in a voice full of hatred and viciousness : "William! Kill my murderer! I curse you! I curse all those who betray me in this land, the power of darkness will swallow you!"

The piercing sound made all the creatures present couldn't help frowning and covering their ears.

Then the black figure that looked like Randall Morn got into its icy corpse again, and then "he" stood up from the ground staggeringly, and Randall Morn was resurrected.

The shadow man who spoke before exclaimed: "Damn! This human lord actually used the curse of hatred in advance, and he is about to become an uncontrollable earth-bound spirit!"

However, the revived Randall Moon quickly controlled his body movement trajectory. Although its movements were stiff like a robot with rusty joints, whether it was walking or running, it was much faster than normal people. The cloudy eyes are dark red, like charcoal ashes that are about to burn to the end.

The earth-bound spirit Randall Moen stared in a certain direction for a second, and then roared with a distorted face: "Murderer! The murderer who killed me! Are you ready for your doomsday?!" Then he was like a robber He ran over on all fours like a eating wild dog.

Unexpectedly, a water-like knife light suddenly appeared, turning into a torrent and sweeping across the dead body of the earth-bound spirit, accompanied by a scream that pierced the soul, the newly born earth-bound spirit was dismembered into countless Duan, turned into ashes and dissipated into the invisible.

I saw William turning out from a certain dark place holding the autumn water knife. He stood not far from the dark shadows and said, "My friends who can't see the light, I have a proposal. Can you please go back to the dark place?" , never appear again?!"

These faceless black shadows heard the words, but under the gesture of the person holding the whip, each of them revealed their true colors. They have the same facial features, pale hair, dark skin and pointed ears, and one To the crimson eyes, they turned out to be a group of drow, the kin of Willem's friend Drizzt Do'Urden.

The leader who holds the whip is a female drow with a big heart and a delicate and beautiful face, but she has the power to make her companions quite frightened.

The female drow said in a seductive voice, "What should I call you, surface human?"

William said: "I am the new lord of this land, William. I am curious, drows, are you invading the surface?"

The female drow showed a happy smile on her face, and she made a few cryptic gestures to her subordinates, saying: "No! Human lords on the surface, my family has no plans to attack the surface on a large scale. But we The god has encountered some troubles, and now he needs some delicious souls to restore his strength."

William squinted at the male drow who secretly surrounded him, and pretended not to know, and said, "Oh? Is there anything I can do to help?"

The female drow smiled slyly: "Of course... yes! Quickly! Grab this human nobleman! It will be our best bargaining chip to control this valley!"

I saw several male drow cast their respective spell-like spells at William at the same time, the ink-like mist, the sticky spider web, and the purple ominous demon fire.

But none of these evil forces from Zhuo Er caused any hindrance to William, because a more dazzling flame ignited on his body surface—the cursed fire.The cursefire devoured the energy of all the spells of the drow race, turned them into dust of failure, and drove back the male drow who wanted to approach.

Immediately afterwards, William rubbed his body and rushed forward, heading straight for the only female drow.

A sharp shadow of the whip cut across the face, and through the traces of starlight, William's extraordinary vision could clearly see that the scales protruding from the whip were like barbs on the blade's edge. Tear off a large piece of flesh.

William, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the scabbard of the whip, but it was like grabbing seven inches of a snake. The vicious sawtooth scale whip immediately lost its power, but at this moment, the end of the scale whip in William's hand It suddenly swelled and turned into a ferocious poisonous snake's head, opened its mouth with venomous fangs, and bit at his throat with lightning speed.

It's a pity that with a flick of William's fingers holding the whip sheath, he cut the snake's neck into several sections, and the flying snake's head hit the protective layer of curse fire on his body, turning into a pool of fly ash.

Under the horrified and inexplicable eyes of the female drow, William grabbed her by the neck, and then threw her to the ground with a [sound boom].

William put the sword on the neck of the female drow who was almost knocked unconscious, then looked at the male drow who wanted to attack him again, and said, "If you don't want me to kill her with a knife, you'd better stop!" Come down!"

Hearing the words, several drow men froze at first, but then eagerly wanted to continue besieging William.

William was a little surprised and said: "You actually want your companion to die? That's not a good idea!" As he spoke, he suddenly slashed twice, cutting out two hidden figures from nothingness, and then he Kicking them out one by one, including their broken poisoned daggers.

Then William unleashed a deadly flame, which harmed no one, but made a group of drow afraid to attack again.

One of the male drows suddenly said: "The lord of the surface humans, you have ruined all of us!"

William asked curiously: "I only arrested one of you, and I showed mercy to all of you. Why do you say I ruined you?"

The male drow said: "I am Galak, the second son of the Hilti family, and what you are capturing now is my elder sister, Stirina, who is our current mistress and leader, and the only confidant of our god. The moment you hurt her, it means that all of us have neglected our duty. Whether Stilena is dead or alive, she and the god she serves will not let us go."

At this time, the female Drowstelena, who had recovered, yelled fiercely: "Shut up! Damn Galak! You talk too much!"

Then she glared at William and said: "Stupid mortal! You have caused trouble that you can't afford! I am here on behalf of the gods, and any harm you do to me is a blasphemy to the gods. The great Holy Lord will let Your territory is full of blood, and the dead are everywhere."

William pretended to be trembling and said, "I'm so scared! Ma'am, who is your Lord?"

The female dark elf Stilena said proudly: "My holy master is called the Avenger, the mistress of all undead and revenge! He is the messenger of death, the battle banner of revenge, and the legendary queen of dark elves. His name For Kiaran Sari!"

Kiaran Sari was originally a mortal, a dark elf queen from another plane, and later she seized some divine power and became an evil god in charge of immortality and revenge.

Of course, William didn't know much about the situation of this evil god, but this did not prevent him from wanting to hunt this evil saint.That's right, when William discovered that the spells used by the female drow in front of him did not come directly from the magic net - this was a small authority he got from Dasofelia, and he could see the source of a spellcaster's spells, In this way, its identity can be judged-William knew that there was an incarnation of a god hidden in the nearby area-the saint.

William has faced many saints before, from the reluctant struggle when facing Ibrando at the beginning, to the calmness when confronting Sivanus, he no longer has any fear or fear of this kind of existence known as the incarnation of gods. contempt.

An evil god who masters immortality and vengeance obviously hinders William's redemption plan. He doesn't want such a thunderous guy to add variables to his plan.

Therefore, the purpose of William deliberately staying to ambush the drow is to follow the clues to find the target. Whether it is to kill the opponent or expel them will depend on the situation.

Just when William was about to ask about the whereabouts of that evil god, Stilena, there was a rustling sound from the surrounding darkness, accompanied by an inexplicable stench and a silent roar that shocked the spirit, and countless terrifying dead spirits surrounded him from all directions.

Stirina screamed excitedly: "My Holy Lord! He has come! He has come with death and revenge! Stupid mortal, are you ready to meet the wrath of God?"

William was about to end this idiot Priest Drow, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, he immediately turned over and jumped away, and then saw a withered black light rapidly spreading from Stilena as the center.

All the corpses, including the corpses that William and the others buried in advance but were removed, all those affected by the black light crawled out unsteadily.Even among the living male drows, at least half of them turned into horrible mummy, and then quickly rushed towards William.

William swung his knife and chopped down several drow's mummified corpses. They were really hard to deal with. Their bone shoulders were as hard as steel, their strength was boundless, and their bodies were agile. At least they were much stronger than when they were alive.

The remaining male drow who were still alive rushed to the cave where the refugees were hiding earlier in horror, but they were preparing to rely on favorable terrain to block the attack of the army of undead.

Nearly endless undead rushed towards William as the center. At this moment, Stirina was not dead yet, but her face seemed to be nearly 20 years older, with a large number of wrinkles and spots covering her face .

Facing the overwhelming undead, William had nothing to say, so he opened up all the firepower and sprinkled countless flames on the undead, but it was like a dry stick soaked with oil hit the fire, and large areas of undead were ignited into burning candles , and kept spreading fire to those undead who had never been ignited.

A strange undead suddenly emerged from the flames. Its appearance was like a beautiful and graceful female dark elf, but it had a decayed face that was extremely disproportionate to its figure, and its body exuded a rotten breath.

It held a dark red scepter in its hand, and a dagger exuding a deadly chill was stuck in its waist.The undead swung his scepter and slammed it at William, as if he was about to shatter his skull with one blow.

William cut off the scepter's blow with a backhand, and the sharp adamantine blade left some shallow scars on the solid dark red scepter.Immediately afterwards, William quickly slashed several times, and almost every slash landed on the same position of the dark red scepter, leaving a deep knife mark on it.

The stick-wielding undead was furious. It stretched out its finger and shot a deadly [Great Disintegration Technique] at Qiu Shui Knife. Unfortunately, Qiu Shui Knife, who was protected by the curse fire, had no sense of this spell at all.

However, there was a hideous crack and wound on the body of the undead, and it could only be heard angrily saying in an abyssal language that almost made the hearer fall: "I hate this weak body! It always makes me feel like I am being tortured by those lowly desires!" ——Troubled by desire and power! Oh! Look at what the lucky bitch sent me?! Known as the most fundamental chaotic power of the magic net—curse fire! You are mine!"

He said arrogantly: "Humble mortals, standing in front of you is the great lady of death! Dedicate your strength and wealth to your mistress!"

However, William slashed across the head with a knife, and cursed: "Idiot! With an onion in your nose, do you really think of yourself as an elephant? I want to see if your holy body is strong, or it is me. The sword is sharp enough."

William's words shocked the dark elf evil god who looked like an undead, and when the saber hit him, he panicked even more.Theoretically speaking, except as gods or artifacts of the same kind, there are very few weapons that can really and effectively harm a god, even if the god is just a relatively down-and-out saint.

He counterattacked frantically at first, but it is a pity that any spells and divine spells that mobilize divine power to drive will inevitably cause visible damage to the saint himself.Although her stick technique is also very good, it is not an opponent of a super melee master like William after all, and she is always broken through the defense repeatedly.

The autumn water knife tore apart the saint's extraordinary undead skin, cut open his dry flesh, and even hurt his essence as a god. This terrible result simply drove the undead lady crazy.The point is that it really hurts, a severe pain that the gods have almost never experienced.

The undead lady couldn't help screaming: "Stop it! Mortals, standing in front of you is the great Kiaran Sari - the immortal Fury! Do you want to kill God?"

William slashed the Saint of the Undead Nemesis again, and then laughed loudly: "I can't count the number of Saints I have killed in this year! I am still afraid of you, a little evil god! I am going to be my New combat skills, idiot!"

Do not!The undead lady screamed and fell to her knees.

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