Arcane Journey

Chapter 44 The Blessing of the Demon Spider
Brian withdrew his thoughts and looked towards the battlefield.

The reason why he was able to get a brief trance was mainly because he had no opponents. With the addition of him and the sword mage, the melee gradually came to an end.

At this time, apart from a priestess whose strength was above the middle level, there were only four drow soldiers left in the drow elves' power, and three orcs survived by luck.

Even the dwarf priest of Dillo and the drow warrior who had somehow rebelled took care of their opponents and rushed towards the drow elves.

So the current form has become all the surviving people, all involuntarily pointing their fingers at the five remaining drow.

"While there is still a chance, hurry up and withdraw, don't love to fight."

Brian walked up to the sword mage, pressed her hand that was about to be raised, looked into the deep tunnel, deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a rather dignified tone:
"I'm afraid the battle here has been noticed by some powerful monsters. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

This place is not far from the cross tunnel of the Silk Trail, and Brian still vividly remembers a powerful purple worm he encountered when he passed there.

If their fight caught Zi Chong's attention, it was very likely that none of them would be able to escape.

Of course, he must be an exception.

"But...my purple dragon seal ring is still in her hand."

The sword mage glanced at Brian, hesitated for a moment, locked the silver-gray eyes on the drow priestess, and said in a soft tone, "Sorry, I can't leave yet, I have to get it back!"

Purple dragon seal ring?

Bryan was taken aback, and looked at the sword mage thoughtfully. He thought for a moment, then smiled indifferently, "Then make it quick, we don't have much time."

Hearing this, the sword mage stared at him intently, with gratitude flashed across her cold eyes, she obviously hesitated, and finally swallowed back what she wanted to say.

"Hey! Two humans over there."

At this moment, an orc with a bare upper body not far away shouted to Brian:

"I'm the great chief from the Ice Shield Tribe at the Spine of the World. This female spider is running out of people. How about we work together to kill her?"

After finishing speaking, the orc chief immediately stepped on the corpse of a swamp bear under his feet, and pulled out the sharp ax deeply embedded in the flesh. The gushing blood splashed all over his body. The bloody appearance made him look extra oozing.

"It turned out to be the Great Chief of Bingdundun. Your proposal is good." Brian responded with a mocking tone and smiled, "I accept."

As a wizard, he naturally knew the role of psychological warfare.

In this exciting battle, the more comfortable and relaxed you are, the greater the emotional fluctuations of the enemy will become.

Sometimes, you can often receive miraculous effects that determine the situation of the battle.

At this moment, the ebony pretty face of the drow priestess who heard these words was distorted by anger.

"fart!"

The orc's roar echoed in the tunnel, "I am the chief of the Ice Shield clan, not Bing Dundun. If you agree, then we will kill this female spider together, and then go our separate ways."

Brian glanced at the other party from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help cursing inwardly.

Because this orc has no intention of doing anything at all.

There is no doubt that this is to use him as cannon fodder, or to sneak away while they are fighting.

"It's a good proposal."

The dirty and black Dillo dwarf played with a dagger in his hand, and together with the silent drow, he came to Brian's side and said with a smile, "I agree, let's kill the mother of the ancient Orens city together." spider."

"Ugh"

A deep sigh came from the dark corner of the tunnel, "Violence only breeds violence. Hatred has taken root in people's hearts. Isn't there anything that can be done?"

"To shut up!"

"Little murloc, shut up for me!"

"You fucking shut up!"

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Three shouts of shame and anger interrupted the long sigh almost at the same time.

Brian saw that among the three interrupters, in addition to the orc chieftain and the Dilro dwarf, there was even the drow warrior with a very low sense of presence.

It can be seen from this that Kou Tao Yuren's inmates may have had enough of his brainwashing.

He subconsciously looked back at the Kou Tao fishman who came out of the shadows.

Suddenly, he was surprised to find that this little murloc, who only wore coarse linen, had eyes as calm as water, and his footsteps were light and steady, giving people a feeling of being weather-beaten and seeing through everything.

A kuo-toa murloc working as a monk.

Brian guessed his identity.

Then he ignored this guy who preached pacifism, and immediately focused his attention on the front.

It turns out.

'Villains' usually die by talking too much, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Following a few short exchanges, the drow immediately ushered in a rare breathing time.

Brian's vigilant gaze had already noticed that the priestess suppressed the anger in her heart and began to quietly gather strength.

He exchanged glances with the sword mage next to him, telling her to be more vigilant, and then shouted at the orc not far away:

"Big Chief Bingdundun, didn't you agree to kill this female spider together, why don't you do it. Is this the fighting style of the orcs at the spine of your world? No wonder you can only be driven to the barren land by dwarves and elves The mountain shivered."

Bryan made a final addition, "An orc chieftain who has lost his strength and glory is simply throwing Gruumsh in face. I can't stand it anymore."

In this kind of world dominated by gods, there is nothing more practical than making fun of the gods they believe in if they want to mock someone.

"Don't worry, Gruumsh has been blind for a long time." The swamp bear looked at the orc chief provocatively, and said with a grin:
"How could a blind orc see such a cowardly behavior of the great chief from the Bingdundun clan? After all, even he himself is not ashamed."

"Hahaha" the Dillo dwarf laughed exaggeratedly.

"Fart your mother! Shut up for me!" The orc chief's eyes jumped out of anger, and he roared:

"I am the Spine of the World, under the command of King Arrows, the most powerful orc tribe, Bingdundun. Bah! I am the chief of the Bingshield clan. Under the witness of Gruumsh, today I will be in this hen Wash off all shame on the spider!"

—— "Advanced Berserk!"

Accompanied by the wild roar, the orc chieftain's already extremely mighty body began to swell rapidly.

Terrible muscles and ferocious veins emerged, followed by bursts of crackling noises. The bones of his whole body rose step by step at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he turned into a huge monster more than 3 meters high.

Berserkers are outstanding fighters. Ordinary fighters rely on good training, but Berserkers possess powerful berserk power.

When in a rage, they become tougher, better able to hit opponents and withstand attacks.

At the same time, the drow priestess, who was accumulating strength, ignored the violent orc chief, and sneered coldly and viciously, "You lowly and inferior races, all of you, die to me!"

——"Blessed by the devil spider!"

As the priestess chanted incantations, a circle of emerald blue flames appeared around the four drow warriors. As the flames weakened, the heads of these drow warriors strangely transformed into spider heads at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

Huge and frightening spider claws and spider fangs burst out from the drow warriors' bodies amidst the joyful and painful wailing of the drow warriors.

(End of this chapter)