Arcane Linguist

Chapter 414 Don’t count on bonfires and sun

Three days later, near Drantal.

In the wilderness with high mountains and dense forests, a group of people took advantage of the cover of the terrain to quietly approach the fallen area where demons were raging.

This is the army led by Master August.

"Your Excellency August, the frontline spies are back."

"Call them over here, I have something to ask."

"Yes."

Soon after, several professionals dressed as rangers were brought back.

The leader of the spies bowed and said: "Your Majesty the Archmage, the leader of this demon army is a Barlow flame demon named 'Onycrodi', who is said to be the great lord of the 853rd layer of the bottomless abyss.

Most of the personal guards under his command are dominated by Balrogs..."

August listened carefully.

The other party is a creature from another world that has crossed planes. Although it has an obvious social structure, it is often regarded as a wild monster and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Most of the so-called level lords are temporary products of the changing king's flag at the top of the city.

Maybe this big devil is still majestic and dominates the entire plane today, but tomorrow he will die fighting in another world, or become a stepping stone for challengers.

But no matter what, those who can win the title of level lord are well-deserved strong men.

Because their hometown, the Abyss, is the place where all ugliness, evil, and chaos gather, and countless types of evil spirits are manifested here.

Each layer spirals downward, leading to a more cruel bottomless realm.

It is generally believed that there are 666 layers in the Abyss, but the actual number of layers may be far more than this. The horror, cruelty and distortion are closely related to the development of the human world. (Note: This setting comes from DND’s 3R rule book, with slight modifications)

Onikrodi's command level is after level 666, so he is probably the kind of rising star who takes over temporarily.

But it definitely shouldn’t be underestimated.

Even a great mage like Ogut dare not say that he can defeat this great demon.

“Logically speaking, we should be more cautious, but the situation is urgent now, and we must find a way to regain Drantar as soon as possible.

Otherwise, those demons would kill people everywhere, transform the environment, and possibly summon more armies. "

Master Auguste frowned and said to everyone.

"This is the biggest hidden danger."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"If they are allowed to stay in the material plane for a long enough time, they may pollute the environment here and gradually transform into the abyss.

According to rumors, the bottomless abyss has infinite levels, which are obtained by cannibalizing the material world!

In addition, most demons have the innate skill of "summoning the same kind", which can continuously summon a large army, and the degree of harm is no less than the natural disasters of the undead! "

"There are endless low- and middle-level demons on the other side of the abyss."

The knowledge of these abyssal creatures is common knowledge to the magic world.

It is precisely because of these characteristics that the Abyss Legion dominates all major planes and has become a lingering nightmare in the material world.

"Take a short rest and launch an attack immediately!"

Augut only hesitated for a moment and then made a decision immediately.

Soldiers are valuable and quick, and he doesn't want this reinforcement to turn into fuel.

However, before they could get out of the jungle, a sudden encounter ensued.

The big demon named Onycrodi appeared on the side of the supporting army, raising his long sword and flaming whip.

On the other side were his Balrog personal guards.

A large group of demons swarmed out and charged down in a surprise attack, with haloes of flames intertwined and thick smoke billowing from all sides.

Suddenly, it was chaos.

At this time, another snake demon with a body and a snake tail and eight arms blocked the way back.

That is also a great demon who is famous in many planes, a ninth-level strongman belonging to the snake demon family!

A group of large monsters with burly bodies and human-like heads appeared in front of them, but with obvious toad characteristics.

They have wide mouths, long pointed thorns, and majestic bodies. Their skin secretes a foul green pus. As they walk, it contaminates the surrounding bushes and immediately withers a large area.

These are berserkers, who usually serve as mid-level sergeants in the demon army.

The leader is obviously stronger, and his skin is not the usual gray-green color like a frog, but a conspicuous golden color.

He was only one head shorter than Onikroddy, and he was obviously a ninth-level powerhouse, a great demon at the level of a plane lord.

"The third position under the bloody tyrant, the eight-armed snake demon Flandnia!"

"The lord of the 1355th floor of the abyss, the 'Bone Crusher', the mad fighting demon Buenge!"

Someone familiar with the frontline intelligence revealed the identity of these great demons with a horrified expression.

They were all extraordinary and powerful men who had great reputations in the wars of the past few years. They had already conquered and destroyed several medium and low-level demon worlds, and they could stop children from crying at night.

"Why are there two more big demons?"

"I'm afraid this is their trap. From the moment they invaded Drantar, they deliberately created the illusion that there is only one legion. In fact, there are three!"

"Damn it, we were ambushed!"

Thick smoke billowed, and evil thoughts intertwined.

The powerful spiritual power condenses these chaotic forces from the abyss, manifesting into chains as thick as a foot, covering the entire void.

The human army brought by Ogut was divided into three teams, front, middle and back, and was intercepted in the middle.

People on both sides could only watch helplessly as the three big demons besieged Ogut.

Everyone in Sinvilla was very anxious and tried their best to attack the barrier, but there was nothing they could do.

The personal guards resisted desperately and assisted the Archmage in counterattacking, but they were gradually in danger.

Master Ogut looked solemn, and with the intention of being trapped, he used his signature magic "Thunder Storm".

Thick thunder and lightning filled the void sealed by black chains, and thunder roared and slashed in all directions, causing huge casualties.

But they still couldn't help but the demons were not afraid of death and continued to surge up like a black tide of insects.

After a while, the mage group began to suffer widespread casualties.

Master Ogut was also approached by many powerful demons and torn into pieces.

……

"Master Ogut, died in battle!"

In Master Donglina's Tower, urgent news came.

Prince Will, Princess Rumel and others were all shocked.

"what?"

"A strong man like the Archmage will die in battle?"

"This is unbelievable!"

News spread quickly.

Not long after, in a wilderness in another dimension.

Faen, who was training with the Holy Judgment Knights here, finally learned about this.

He saw the news through the magic network. He was silent for a long time, then suddenly pulled out his wand and turned around to leave.

"Fawn, Fawn, where are you going?"

Others asked hurriedly. "I want to go back to Sinvila and join the war!"

Faen didn't look back, his tone full of determination.

Atrein, in the city of Nevis.

Roland also learned the news immediately and said in disbelief: "The great mage actually died on the battlefield like this?"

No matter in any magical civilization, archmage-level characters are the most precious strategic resources.

How could he die on the battlefield so easily?

This was unimaginable in an era of long-lasting peace.

Roland couldn't help but think of those tragic scenes at the end of a dynasty, or when the entire force was in turmoil, when top warriors died in battle one after another, leaving no successors, and he frowned tightly.

Soon after, Antonia summoned Roland as expected and asked him for his opinion.

"You know something about August, what do you think about this matter?"

Roland considered it: "Normally, demons don't use tricks.

They really don't have that kind of resourcefulness.

But occasionally, there will be some highly intelligent devils who take advantage of them and make suggestions. "

"Indeed." Antonia nodded.

Although in most cases, the abyss lords and hell devils are mortal enemies, and bloody battles between the two camps are often fought.

However, it is also possible to obtain the opponent's elites as strategists or thugs.

This surprise attack clearly smelled like a conspiracy by the devils.

"But..." Roland changed the subject and revealed his true thoughts, "Compared to the usual strategic confrontation, I prefer that there is a spy in the top management of Sinvera and the information is leaked."

Antonia said: "You said that, is there any evidence?"

"Of course I have no evidence." Roland shook his head, "But those enemies were too sure of Master August's actions, and the timing of their capture was too accurate!"

Antonia warned: "It's okay to have doubts in private, but there's no need to say more outside."

Roland said: "I know."

A high position also means great responsibility.

It's not okay to talk nonsense with a big mouth.

However, there are definitely not a few people who feel the same way as Roland.

On the Atline side, the official side did not express any official opinions on this, but only expressed deep condolences.

But privately, all kinds of speculation has spread.

Atrein has freedom of speech, and ordinary mages talk nonsense, but there is no reason to control it.

Many people gave advice on the magic network, and imagined a lot of plots about the internal fighting among the top officials of Xinweila. Many of them were vivid and vivid, as if they had seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears.

Roland didn't have time to pay attention to those rumors for the time being, because he received a report from the Holy Inquisition Knights.

"Your Excellency, Fane has left the team!

He seems to want to return to Sinvila, please persuade him! "

"This kid!" Roland rubbed his temples and immediately ordered to go down and find a way to get in touch with Fan.

Soon after, the cross-dimensional communication was connected, and Fine's figure floated on the screen and appeared in front of Roland.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I have to go back and take a look."

After Fan finished speaking, he didn't explain anything else. He just pursed his lips tightly and looked sad.

Roland said: "I know that Master Ogut is very kind to you. It is only natural for you to want to go back after his death.

But now you are just a seventh-level mage, what can you do? "

"I..." Fan's eyes instantly turned red.

He clutched the wand in his hand tightly: "I don't know!"

Roland looked at his student, who was known as a super genius and the proud son of heaven, with a look of regret on his face: "We are born as human beings, destined to have little intelligence and be part of a mediocre race.

The so-called superior talent and excellence are more like the complacency of the stronger ants in the ant colony.

No matter how emperors, generals, or great men they are, they will eventually return to dust.

Only by transcending the ideas of these ordinary people, transcending the world and the era, can we get a glimpse of the legendary power and truly stand among the strong.

Only then can we make a difference...

Fawn, I am not trying to comfort or retain you, but I want to tell you that you really have the makings of a legend.

Stay and practice hard, and one day in the future, you may be able to surpass the ninth level and be promoted to the legendary realm.

By that time, whether it is saving Sinvera or avenging August, he will be able to make a difference. "

Fawn said: "Teacher, I understand what you mean, but by then, will there still be Sinvera? Will there be anything worthy of my protection and saving?"

Roland was stunned.

Fine continued: "Moreover, even if I am promoted to a legend, I am still just a member of the ordinary legend. What can I do in the face of the many powerful people and forces that destroyed Sinvera?

Mr. August once said that I was just one of his pawns, and I had to obey his arrangements until I had the strength to jump out of the chessboard and make my own decisions.

So I chose to listen to him and come here to study under you.

But now, I have figured out that it was just a lie he told to protect me.

No one in this world is special, and no one should be the so-called overall situation or backhand.

But this is the choice I made of my own will.

I want to go back to pay my respects to Master Ogut, to find out the inside story, and to take revenge. At the same time, I want to organize people to resist the devil and defend Xinweila...

Now Xinweila is in danger, even if I haven't fully learned it yet, I am just a seventh-level mage, I can still contribute some strength.

You once taught me that a single spark can start a prairie fire. Why, at this time, do you want me to light it into a bonfire so that the sun can come out and give out light and heat? "

After hearing this, Roland was silent for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice: "Then, be careful."

He didn't have much power on the Sinvera side. He could only tell the people on the Holy Inquisition Knights side to prepare more combat supplies and life-saving means for Faen, and pay more attention to contact.

"Thank you, teacher."

Fan thanked her hurriedly and hung up the communication.

"Isn't it dangerous for him to return to China now?"

Not long after, Atali came out from behind the house and said with some doubts.

"Danger is danger, but he is determined and I can't persuade him at all.

He's such a big man, so he can't be captured, tied up, and forced to stay in Reiner's world. What's the difference between that and killing him? "

What Roland did not say was that if Fann was not so determined and pure, why should he say that he had legendary qualifications and a great destiny, and why should he look at him differently?

In that case, he would be just an ordinary student, and there would be no need to bother with him.

This is an unsolvable contradiction.

Roland shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

“His destiny is destined to bloom in the battlefield of Xinvilla.

Should he break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly, creating miracles, or should he just perish and be crushed into dust...

He has to rely on himself to win. "

Having said that, Roland was not so cruel after all and let him go completely.

After a moment of silence, he dialed a secret communication.

(End of this chapter)