Devil's Journey

Chapter 237 Humble and pitiful

The kobold corpses were all over the ground, and the flesh and blood were shattered all over the place, like a slaughterhouse, but the gray dwarf Els standing in the slaughterhouse seemed to be about to die, and his life was not long.

It was quite different from the majestic appearance of wielding a sledgehammer just now, and she couldn't even stand still. Beryl, who was standing not far away, looked at Els who was about to die unconsciously, showing a touch of satisfaction. sneer.

"Ahem. Damn me. I won't. I won't fall. Fall." Els' face was gray and black, almost exhausted.

Beryl sneered, and then cast a spell, throwing a 'depletion technique' at Els, the leader of the gray dwarves. Els, who was powerless to resist, couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground as soon as his legs and feet gave way.

However, Beryl didn't rush forward to take the Pale Blade. Instead, she summoned a group of kobolds and instructed the leader of the kobolds to get the artifact back.

Els, who had no power to resist at all, let out two hoots in his throat, but he couldn't stop the screaming kobold from stepping on him and taking the artifact away.

After Beryl took the artifact, a gleam flashed in her eyes, the artifact, the most precious artifact in the world, even if it is just a sub-artifact, not everyone can ignore it, not even a god.

What's more, looking at the place where the broken blade was broken, it is obviously a damaged and downgraded sub-sacred weapon. If other fragments can be collected, it is possible to restore the original appearance of this divine weapon.

The total length is about 40 centimeters, it looks like a single-edged machete, the broken blade is only more than 20 centimeters, the handle is decorated with intertwined snakes, the whole is off-white, like a stone blade, only coming from the outside Look, it doesn't look like an artifact.

But Beryl could sense the threat of death hidden in this unremarkable broken blade, which frightened her soul, like a weapon of death.

Beryl hesitated for a moment, and didn't cut herself with the broken blade to test the knife. At the same time, she resisted the desire to test the knife with the kobolds crawling in front of her. After all, the tragedy of the gray dwarf Els was still before her eyes.

Grab the stone box with the hands of a mage, and then put the broken blade in it, but she is still not at ease, Beryl is going back to refine a box that isolates breath and prophecy.

However, Beryl still hesitates, whether to swallow this artifact privately or not, if it follows the previous nature, then needless to say, it must be swallowed without discussion, and it must be carefully concealed, but now
"Forget it, just tell that guy." Beryl frowned and thought for a moment, then thought full of struggles: "But the ownership must be mine, at most let him use it occasionally."

After pondering, Beryl found that Els wasn't dead yet. After thinking for a while, Julian seemed to be short of manpower, so Beryl kindly threw a healing technique, and then let those kobolds carry Els Erles went to persuade those gray dwarves to surrender.

After all, the original purpose of this battle was to subdue those gray dwarves, not to slaughter them all. In addition, Beryl's original purpose was to transfer all the wealth of this gray dwarf tribe to her small treasury.

Julian's appointment of Beryl's position as the administrator of the holy treasury has not been cancelled, but Beryl is allowed to build a small treasury. In order to prevent Beryl from stealing herself, Julian specially put a spell on it. If the holy treasury is stolen , then it must be made up from Beryl's small coffers.

This hit Beryl's dead spot. In order to prevent her small treasury from being swallowed by Yuli for reasons, Beryl had to spend the same energy looking after Julian's big treasury, but occasionally Beryl would secretly Going to sleep in Julian's big treasury, and then fantasizing about embezzling Julian's big treasury one day.

At this time, although the demon warriors and the rangers had entered the Black Iron Fort, they were facing the siege of the gray dwarves who had a superior number, and the situation was not good.

Shirley led the battle maids like a fire brigade, constantly supporting her own frustrated front. If there were no reinforcements, she might be defeated in the end.

However, after the huge dark green dragon appeared, those gray dwarves who were still organizing the attack would inevitably be greatly affected, and when the powerful poisonous flame and magic breath blasted past like a torrent, hundreds of gray dwarves were instantly killed. The warrior was wiped away, and more duergars screamed and rolled under the poisonous breath.

The morale of the gray dwarves was on the verge of collapse, and then Els, who was carried out by the kobold, was the final blow. The gray dwarves had to surrender under the might of the terrible dragon.

And while Beryl was excitedly going to count the centuries-old treasures of the gray dwarves, the dark elves who teleported and fled also endured the pain of being torn apart at this time, and opened the high-level communication device.

A stern and majestic female voice came: "Failed? Benny, you really let me down. Do you know how much I paid to locate Pale Blade?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I cough, I didn't expect that gray dwarf to drive the pale blade." The dark elf knelt on one knee and said panickedly, without the pride of a legendary powerhouse at all.

"Hmph, so what? You don't just want to say these stupid things to excuse yourself, do you? If it's all these nonsense, maybe you'll have to stay in the Snake Prison for a while." The female voice in the communicator became a little impatient.

The dark elf's expression changed, and he quickly said: "No, ma'am, please listen to me, this time I was actually disturbed by another group of forces. Originally, I was about to succeed, but another group of forces attacked the Black Iron Fort. It disturbed that gray dwarf, and in the end I was unable to snatch it, and now the Pale Blade has fallen into the hands of that group of forces."

"Another group of forces? Who is it?" The female voice seemed more irritable, and her tone became colder and harsher.

"It's a demonized green dragon. Cough cough. It's the daughter of the Silver Bow Ranger. She seems to have turned to the devil now." The dark elf quickly said it with his own observations and guesses.

"Oh, that stupid woman's daughter? Still alive?!" Seemingly surprised, the female voice mocked a few words in a malicious low voice, and then ordered to the dark elf: "Okay, this news makes me happy For a moment, um, I will spare you this time for the time being, you should carefully monitor the other party first, and then I will send someone to support you after the empire cleans up those annoying demons. Damn, why are these mindless guys everywhere? have."

The dark elf was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly responded, and then told Ai Ai about his injury, and then got an impatient female voice: "Got it."

Then the communicator was hung up, and the dark elf looked at the communicator blankly, hesitating in his heart, but he didn't dare to dial the communicator again, so he could only endure the trauma of his soul, and then continued to perform the task.

I hope to get some good news, so that the lady can bestow the medicine to heal the wound of the soul. Alas, even though he is a legendary strong man, he is still just a humble and pitiful man in front of that high-ranking and powerful lady. Hit the workers.

(End of this chapter)