wandering fairy

The broad and majestic city of Strandhold is like a huge blue-gray hill that spans the range of several hills, embracing a medium-sized river that stretches hundreds of miles into its arms.Surrounding it are ferocious mountains that look like beast teeth. At first glance, the seemingly vast land has turned into a greedy beast mouth full of endless monster teeth and sharp edges, which is wide open waiting for those weakened animals. The guys died tragically on the tooth front formed by the dangerous veins of the peak, and turned into muddy water and fly ash for them to devour!

Now, the gloomy sky on the top is like the city of Strandhold and the mountains, showing a burst of extremely depressing blue-gray. The gray sky and gray ground combine to form a huge and boundless blue-gray stone prison, covering all living beings in a dull manner. .

And the vast Strandhold City among the mountains is like a two-headed monster poking out the pair of huge heads from the ground, turning the wide and long river running through the city into a pair of greedy long tongues, a "stretching towards "The open and fertile hinterland of human beings in the south feeds on the sweat and sorrow of countless farmers, craftsmen, and low-level mage priests; the other "stretches" toward the sinister and vicious kingdom of sub-giant Bendu, sucking the flesh and blood of countless creatures and pain.Then nourish it to be extraordinarily luxurious and magnificent!

Now, on the Long Tongue River leading to the human area in the south, bloodstains are churning, corpses are floating like hemp, and debris from broken boats is all over the river. A screaming priest is being dragged up by a group of ragged men with vicious faces River bank.They let out a strange grin, and dragged his body desperately on the gravel-lined river beach, like thousands of sharp knives and axes cutting the priest's body rapidly.Let the shocking blood and horrific pieces of meat leave horrific red marks along the way!

Howled the beggar-like mob: "Drag him! Sacrifice him to the great god Theodosius! Make the god happy!"

"Oh" they uttered a ferocious and excited cry, like dragging a live pig. Priest Ladi screamed and rolled on the ground, begging for mercy in bursts of despair: "I can take you into the city! There are many The food, let me go, I have a way, I have a way to let you go to the city to eat enough, don’t do this.”

The sallow and emaciated thugs let out bursts of creepy laughter: "Look, everyone! The priest of the big liar Cusport God is going to violate the absolute order they advocate! Hahahaha, he actually said that he would Open the back door for us?! Hahahahaha. Quickly drag him over and kill him! If his earth god abandons him, we won’t be able to please God Theodosius!”

The one-storey blood-red altar is like a lion after a meal in a corpse, standing upright with blood on its face, and the strong negative energy emanating from it even flies are reluctant to approach!This made the priest of God Kuspot even more terrified!Although their church does not reject negative energy spells, these people are all followers of Theodosius, the god of fear and undead!Their inhuman tortures are even a hundred times more terrifying than Bonun, the god of fear and power!

Closer, closer, the pastor's body was numb in pain, but his consciousness was terrified in numbness-what kind of altar is that? !It was a monster made up of torture instruments of all kinds and sizes!The dark red blood plasma covered the rusty surface, and after the breeze blew past, it made a sad "whooping" sound, as if countless invisible ghosts were crying out for the pain they had suffered during their lifetime.

A white-haired old man wearing scale armor and with an unusually strong physique is standing majestically on the "Altar of Torture Instruments".His old face, which was like cold iron, had protruding bones and thick flesh like a ferocious old crocodile, it had an inhuman texture!His cold, unfeeling eyes stabbed straight at him, and the terrified priest, like a sharp spear, wailed loudly: "Don't kill me! Please! I'm just a delivery man! I haven't killed a single undead, please!" Please!"

He was mercilessly dragged onto the altar full of sharp teeth. == Iron hoops tightened his limbs like steel pliers, and steel thorns pierced his flesh like canine teeth.In the shrill and frightening screams, his hot blood merged with the dark blood on the altar.Then the whole altar gave out a strange and creepy buzzing sound, and the dark blood and rust evaporated slightly like monsters, turning into bloody mist like vengeful souls that lingered around the evil altar of instruments of torture.

The strong and resolute old man shouted to the ragged, sallow-faced thugs below: "Listen! Listen! God is happy!!" He picked up a heavy black iron staff, A ferocious skull with long horns was cast on the top of the terrifying staff, which smelled like a devil's bone!At this moment, its violent mouth actually made a prayer-like abnormal sound, which made the blood mist flying around like innocent souls even more joyful.They screamed and threw themselves on the surviving priest, sucking his weak life like a candle in the wind.

The poor pastor had some final groans.Then his soul was forcibly pulled away by the screaming blood mist ghost!Torn to shreds in the howling of desperate souls!

The evil old priest, who was as strong as a warrior, excitedly waved his dark black iron staff again and shouted: "Look! Look! God praises you! He will give you greater strength!" Before he finished speaking, he The altar under his feet made a loud "humming" sound in a satisfied manner, and a terrifying energy field instantly enveloped all living beings within a hundred feet.

The ferocious thugs just now felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and their minds were numb by the impact of the astonishingly powerful aura of fear. They all thumped and fell to their knees in a limp body, "praising" in the most trembling voice: "Jiu Yuan, secret, life"

From the moment the vast universe opened up, you opened your eternal eyes and watched the prosperity and withering of all things.

Since the day when order and chaos confronted each other, you have shown a wise smile.Laughing at ignorant sins and vendettas.

life.You are the wonder of the universe, but the supreme great secret.Theodosius the Immortal!

O death, thou art the wonder of the universe, but the deepest cryptic words belong to the immortal Theodosius!The prayers are not over.Bursts of greyish-yellow sharp rays of light had already appeared on the ferocious altar filled with blood mist.The power of the halo of fear is instantly guaranteed several times!The people who were kneeling at the bottom fell limply to the ground, trembling like rabbits waiting to be slaughtered.I can't even move a finger!

The burly, thick-skinned old priest raised his arms with excitement and shouted: "Who is there? Who can stand up to receive the gift of God! Who can see through the secret of life and death, and let the soul and the eternal God Theodosius Merge into one body and enjoy the boundless glory of truth?!?"

Everyone was lying on the ground, unable to lift their heads due to the boundless fear, like an invisible mountain firmly suppressing everyone, making them groan in pain, cry in fear, and scream frantically.

The old pastor's crocodile-skin-like bony face showed an expression of extreme disappointment: Trash!It's all useless trash!You deserve to be oppressed by those nobles, scammed by those mages, and deceived by those priests all your life!The truth is revealed before you, but none of you can touch the door of truth!O ignorant and cowardly man!You are so and so. .... What future is there? !Hmph, forget about calling you ghoul warriors earlier!Otherwise, when will my 40 years of hatred be repaid?

Suddenly he saw a standing man!

He was around 40 to [-] years old, and he was wearing a few ragged clothes indiscriminately.Although his face was thin, but there was only a thick dark blue color, coupled with his unshaven beard, he suddenly showed a strange ferocity and madness. He didn't kneel down!He is not enslaved by a powerful force of fear!He even enjoys this great power trembling all over!Yes, that trembling is not fear but enjoyment!

The old pastor shouted at the man ecstatically: "You! What do you feel?!"

The man just glanced up at the altar and the ferocious old man coldly, and spit out a word at random: "Fear." Just when the old pastor was about to sigh again, he spoke again: "Also. eager."

The old priest standing on the altar laughed wildly like an excited eagle: "Ahahahaha what's your name? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! The wise god Theodosius has already taken a fancy to you! Hahahaha

The man shook his lips with difficulty, and said a name softly: "Navia."

The old pastor didn't have any special reaction, but he waved his hands with a big smile and said, "Very good! Navia! Are you willing to belong to the name of Theodosius? Are you willing to use your mortal life to dedicate the greatest god in the universe?" Is it a secret?"

A cold smile appeared on Navia's indifferent face: Mortal life?What is the meaning of mortal life to me?Good, good, good!Then let me see that extraordinary life.So he nodded slightly.The whole body stiffened and spit out a word: "Yes."

The old pastor laughed out loud and said, "Wow ha ha ha ha, then from now on, you must cut off all your nostalgia for the world! Go deep into the dividing line between fear and death, and explore the most wonderful place in the universe. holy place!"

In the center of the vast Strandhold City is a majestic yellow-green castle like a hill. The sturdy towers are like burly guards wearing large pointed helmets, firmly surrounding the castle.There are rows of small windows that look like ominous eyes on the thick outer wall of four or five floors, watching all the movements around them sternly.On the tall or short towers and platforms, guards with focused expressions walk back and forth. They are composed of first-class equipped fighters and mages, and they are equipped with various healing potions.Immediately formed a powerful fighting body, enough to deal with the harassment of various enemies.Not to mention flies, even a ghost should not even think about sneaking into the castle without anyone noticing.

This castle is not "one" huge building, but "a group" of huge buildings. Thick or thin long houses and high fortresses are connected together to form a complex complex building complex that runs into the towering towers. The roofs inside and outside are filled with all kinds of colorful and green flags, which are flying in the majesty.If you look carefully, you will find that there are several banners of chambers of commerce!

On the top of a tall tower, Grand Duke Younxi stood proudly in a bright blue golden-haired formal suit with his hands behind his back.With a stern and contemptuous expression, he quietly listened to the bell of the temple of Kuspot God in the distance.An old man in a rose-red robe slowly walked behind him. The gorgeous clothes were embroidered with plants with soft lines and small pink flowers.It gives people a very gorgeous and intimate feeling.

The old man also looked at the huge milky white temple in the distance that was about eight stories high.He said with emotion to the Grand Duke: "It has been 40 years in a blink of an eye. It was the same scene 40 years ago, but we were the ones standing under the castle back then, and we are the ones standing on the castle today! Hehe, this cycle of fate is amazing. It’s really amazing. Young adventurers from all walks of life must have gathered in that temple to kill you. Hehehe, it’s just like we helped you kill your uncle back then! We also stood in that temple to discuss important matters Yes, but at that time the Temple of Cusport was just a small and dilapidated two-story wooden and stone building, which was worse than the few bad taverns next to it. Now it has become so huge. I am afraid that a quarter of the Zhuanghoude City is under its control."

The Grand Duke turned around with a majestic chuckle, and the gold buttons and badges on the straight blue dress reflected the dazzling affluence.Even those golden threads shone like streamers, extraordinarily beautiful.His noble and compelling face also reflected his self-proclaimed square face: "Sinaro, your eyesight is still so poisonous. I only arrived at my town of Strandhold five days ago, and I can get a general idea today. If you are not My old friend, I will definitely find an assassin to kill you. What a pity! Although those young people in the temple had our dreams back then, they were not as lucky as we were then. There will be no Giffen City this time Help them! And we have the help of high-ranking mages from the Arcane Federation!"

The old man Sinalo suddenly put away his smile.Slowly sighed: "I heard that Bain Harley died during the civil turmoil in Giffen City, do you know? I think he was a first-class assassin back then. After our team dispersed, he went to Giffen again. In the city, he even became the grand master of the rich. I thought he was the luckiest among us, but I didn't expect to die like this." He smiled at the Grand Duke and said, "In this way, it's still you The luckiest thing is that if you want power and power, you want money and money. How many people want to look at you and lick your toes to live. It’s not like the few of us who either live a hard life in a remote desert area, or Just nestled in the steel heart flow, unable to get ahead for the rest of my life."

The Grand Duke chuckled and said, "You mean Povoldy. He's not bad at all. There is secret news that the disaster in Giffen City is also due to their Steel Heart Flow. And Povoldy was there at that time. The nearby Duke of Sauers was a guest. He must be a part of this action. It’s a pity that Bernhard didn’t go to see him in advance. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have died so vaguely. I think Bowo Di is actually a very friendly person, and he will give him some hints."

The old man sighed while waving his rose-red gorgeous robe: "He won't go to Povoldy, and Povoldy won't tell him anything. The positions of the two sides have fundamentally changed, and one represents The interests of the mages of Giffen City, the interests of a representative of Steel Heart Flow and the Arcane Federation. In this conflict that is related to the life and death of the two groups, there is no friendship at all. Otherwise, it will become its own group Great sinner! This is the change of fate, what a trick. The two who were originally best friends have become strangers."

The Grand Duke looked back at the majestic Cusport Temple thoughtfully, and pondered: "Walk with strangers? Hmph, it's not bad to walk with strangers, it's a hundred times better than me raising tigers!" His gaze towards the Temple of Cusport suddenly became severe and fierce.He said coldly: "These greedy guys. I think they helped me obtain the position of Grand Duke, and I gave them countless privileges and preferential treatment. Unexpectedly, their ambitions are getting bigger and bigger. They actually want to build some kind of human world!" The Kingdom of God. Hmph, want to learn from the Mahapasi Empire? It’s not 800 years ago! It’s still secretly planning to start from my city of Strandhold, take power from me first, and then slowly expand its power. Finally build a theocratic empire. Want to be above all nobles? No way!"

But the old man said with a chuckle: "Younxi, Younxi, you are dishonest again! If you didn't show weakness on purpose, how could they think of starting with you first? I guess it must be you showing weakness first to lure them I was fooled. Then I harvested the fish and wiped them all out. Hehehehe, isn't it time to harvest now?"

The white-haired Grand Duke stared back at the old man and asked, "Did you use mind detection on me again?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Are you kidding me? You have a mind barrier necklace, how can I detect your heart? You also know that I am a tight-lipped person, I am just guessing about this matter, and I will not talk nonsense. Then I have no evidence, even if others know, they can’t do anything about you. Anyway, your matter has nothing to do with me, I just want to know when our caravan can leave here.”

Grand Duke Younxi smiled softly, squinted his stern eyes at the Kuspot Temple, and said viciously: "After I clean up all the young adventurers in the temple, your caravan can Left. These little guys want to imitate the scene where I fucked my uncle back then? Huh! I won’t give you a chance!” Then he turned his head and said softly: “Don’t worry, I will let someone take care of you Those of you ogre subordinates and small mastodons will never let them be hungry or bored. I just want to trouble you to stay a few more days, and by the way, I can introduce you to some leaders of the chamber of commerce, so that we can support each other in the future .”

In the city of Strandhold, on the flat top of a large hill, there are several tall and wide buildings in the shape of fortresses.But the undecorated walls inside and outside are full of rough and uneven stones, and all kinds of rough graffiti. To put it bluntly, it is just a simple place to shelter from the wind and rain.

And on the open ground surrounded by these tall "fortresses", some burly ogres about two people tall were shouting excitedly, cheering for the two humans who were fighting each other in a simple arena.The ear-piercing sound like a turbulent tide, accompanied by the disgusting smell of bad breath, reached Plague who was drinking evening tea not far away.

Once again, he despised this group of slightly intelligent ogres with disgust: They only know how to watch these useless fighting scenes all day long, no wonder all of them have lost their brains except for a piece of flesh!But that's fine, if their brains were like those of those dragon-veined ogres, we would have been taken as snacks by them long ago.

He couldn't help getting nervous, and sneaked into the bushes in the distance, enjoying the slight tranquility and the magnificent cityscape under the big hill: what a vast city, enough to cover the area of ​​a large lake!Just the secret numbing smoke rising from various places in the middle of the night formed a blue-gray cloud in mid-air, flowing with the wind like a sea tide.It's really magnificent.

He suddenly looked gloomy, and cursed to himself: "You are so excited! No matter how magnificent it is, it is the property and site of Grand Duke Younxi, who cares about you? If Boss Desmond doesn't come, You just wait to starve to death in this city. Be realistic, Praeg! You are just a small businessman who wants to die and begs for food, how can you have the time to express these boring emotions like those aristocratic poets?!"