Arcane Journey

Chapter 313 Rainstorm
"Crack!"

The lightning condensed in the thundercloud tore through the void of the barren universe, reflecting the dark lighthouse built on a huge meteorite.

"Boom!"

After five heartbeats came thunder, like the roar of drums on a magic ship.

Two nightmare beasts escorted the eldest prince Ruivalan of the City of Shadows, across a black basalt bridge, and passed an adamantine gate that had been ravaged by the chaotic storm for countless years, and became scarred. River, two giant metal chains pull the suspension bridge across the river.

The strong acid liquid never ceases to seep and boil, turbulently surging, splashing dark green waves and slapping on the foundation stone of the castle.

A scorched beast claw surfaced, appeared in his field of vision, and quickly disappeared into the thick green moat.

The gate tower on the opposite side of the moat is more majestic than the previous one, and the unknown stone is covered with dull meteorite crystals.

Rivaran, whose wrists were bound by magic shackles, stumbled across the icy garden, the cold rain mixed with strong acid stung his eyes.

He had to go, and the two nightmare beasts roared softly behind him.

They are huge quadrupeds, the ends of their legs are sharp claws that can split meteorites in the barren universe. They are 6 meters high when standing, and 12 meters high when standing on their hind feet.

Despite its large size, the Nightmare Beast can flexibly jump between the meteorite groups floating in the barren universe, so as to sneak attack the magic ships and wild creatures that slow down and shuttle through the meteorite group.

Their skin is thick and hard, their teeth are long and sharp, a pair of long curved tusks protrude from both sides of the beast's mouth, and their big red eyes are shining in the dark.

The creature can burst through buildings and fortifications with ease, shredding its claws and stabbing its fangs without hesitation, but its most devastating attack is its uncanny ability to disintegrate its enemies with its terrifying gaze. ability.

In the barren universe, powerful spellcasters create nightmare beasts as living weapons of war, and a single beast can even destroy magical fleets sailing in the barren space.

These two nightmare beasts drove Rui Valan from behind, and boarded the deep meteorite castle in the Bad Pool Fortress.

After entering the room, the Nightmare Beast immediately stood respectfully at the door, as if worried that its limbs would dirty the Star Beast carpet on the ground.

Before stepping into the room, Rui Valan also used his hands bound by magic shackles to clumsily untie the cloak that had been soaked by the acid rain, and threw it outside the door.

The lord of Badpool Stronghold sits alone in a dimly lit hall, enjoying a stew of beer, bread, and unknown wild creatures.

There were twenty obsidian candlesticks set against the thick stone walls of the hall, but only four were torched, and none were lit.

The flickering light came from two flickering whale oil candles. This kind of candle made from the fat of astral whales not only had no fishy smell when burned, but also exuded a faint fragrance.

Rui Valan could hear the cold rain condensed by artificial magic in order to counteract the radiant energy from the barren universe outside the Badan Fortress, washing away the walls and dripping from the leaky roof, making an invariable sound.

"My lord." A nightmare beast said in a low voice, "We caught this material guy in the mud port. He tried to seize the magic ship, but we caught him. He was still wearing this thing. We dare not execute him on the spot. .”

The Nightmare beast magnifies two badges in front of the lord: one is a pair of curved dark purple goat horns, and the other is a black disc with a purple outer ring.

At this moment, the Eldest Prince of the City of Shadows was drenched all over, the magic shackles exuding icy energy from the demon-repelling metal sank deep into his skin, rubbing against his bones, causing his wrists to hurt unbearably.

He knew that the lord of the Badan Fortress in the barren universe in front of him could throw him into the acid of the moat with just one word, and die unexpectedly.

But fortunately, the house can at least shelter from the rain, and there are solid stone slabs under the feet, instead of the bumpy magic ship and the terrible chaotic storm.

He had been drenched long ago, exhausted all over his body, in a miserable state on the outside, and devastated by deceit and sadness in his heart.

According to the order of "Black Veil" Elyrel, the spokesperson of the Lost Lady in the material world, he took a magic ship to go to the "Pirate Paradise" Bra star to retrieve a holy object.

However, what he didn't expect was that the magic ship in Shadow City was a malfunctioning ship, and his father, High King Telamante, obviously knew about it, but chose to keep silent.

The house leak happened to rain all night, and the crumbling magic ship with frequent breakdowns encountered a terrible storm in the barren universe.

This chaotic storm was an out-and-out torture for him.

The lord wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, picked up the badge and examined it carefully.

Thunder and lightning flickered outside the city, and for half a heartbeat, the magic gun muzzle mounted on the fortress shone with a blue-white light.

One, two, three, four...Rivalan counted to four, and thunder came one after another.

After the thunder subsided, he heard the constant sound of rain again, and heard the chaotic storm formed by fine meteorite particles under his feet, howling and rushing through the giant arches of the entire Badan Fortress.

The lord stroked the badge with his fingers, and frowned at the emblem on the badge.

He is a burly human being, fat and ugly, with a bald head on the thick thick eyebrows, thick rosacea blood vessels are clearly visible, he looks like a bulging ooze monster, and he can't bear to look directly at him.

Seeing this, Rui Valan couldn't help but believe the speculation of 'Black Veil'.

In the star map given to him by the high priest, if he wanted to reach Bra star, he had to pass through the Evil Lake Fortress, a castle built on a huge meteorite.

This meteorite is quietly suspended in the void of the barren universe, revolving around the Tears of Suren like other asteroids.

It is said that the real identity of the owner of the castle is likely to be a lost wild god.

The birth of the world, at the beginning of all things, there is a misty eternal and nihilistic field, which was created by the "God of God" Io using the primordial element chaos from phlogiston.

Within this dim and misty sphere, worlds float in the sea of ​​night.

Though all worlds in this age are lifeless, desolate and barren, certain powerful avatars of entropy and elements have come to covet them.

The names of these existences have long been lost in the long river of history, and now the few sages who still know them simply call them: Rage Gods.

Unbeknownst to the Aragami, the fragments left over from the birth of the universe formed a sea of ​​silvery liquid around it.

In this radiant astral realm, two beings of great beauty were born, opposite each other, one symbolizing light and the other symbolizing darkness.

The twin goddesses, born of the Astral Sea, acted swiftly to protect the unspoiled world from the destructive Aragami.

Other gods, either born of this crusade or summoned from other distant lands-reached out to the two goddesses and fought against the wild god and his huge and monstrous minions.

"Untie him." The lord leaned forward and ordered, "Take off his clothes, I want to see his chest."

The Nightmare Beast obeyed, and when Rui Valan's clothes were stripped away, there was lightning outside, and the lightning hid him in his ribs, and the beating black heart was reflected on the muddy fat face of the lord of Bad Pool Fortress .

"The badge can be stolen by anyone, and it doesn't explain anything." The lord said, "But this black heart is real. You are indeed a follower of Lady Night and a betrayer of Netheril."

Rui Valan could not accept the evaluation of 'betrayer', "I have never betrayed my own empire, and I saved the remaining people."

"These are not important anymore." The lord waved his hand and looked him up and down with his hard black eyes, "Tens of centuries ago, Netheril's magic ships were the most notorious in the barren universe. Are you doing old business, follower of Lady Ye?"

"No, my lord, I want to find a boat to go to Brasing." Revalan said, "to complete an important task for the lost lady of my lord."

"As expected of the descendants of Netheril, only you are able to describe 'stealing' ships as 'finding' ships so elegantly. Your 'empire' has been destroyed for thousands of years, and this traditional culture has always been I didn't lose it."

Lightning lit up the windows, and the house brightened up again. The lord of Badan Fortress said amusedly, "Unfortunately, you came to the wrong place and met the wrong people. This is not your Netherites' favorite pirate paradise."

"I know." Riveram replied.

"You said you were going to Brassing, so what are you doing here? How did you get here?" the lord asked.

"Because of the Chaos Storm."

"Chaos Storm." The lord of Evil Pool Fortress whispered the word in an intimate tone, as if saying the name of a close friend, "Before the arrival of the two ladies of light and darkness, the chaos storm in the barren universe was very important to us, barren gods." It is the most sacred, but unfortunately we failed, and even the Lost Seven Gods were sealed in the world of Abel.

However, although the gods have destroyed our homeland and made our people prisoners, they cannot destroy our will, because all the suffering we have endured will make us more united, stronger and stronger. firm.

So far, no god has the heart to seek the support of our Rage God. Why should we pay attention to us, a group of lost people who have long disappeared in the long river of time?But here you are, the Chaos Storm has sent you. "

What was this lost Rage God trying to tell him these secrets?Rui Valan forced himself to calm down, thinking secretly.

The Rage God of Bad Pool Fortress turned to the Nightmare Beast, "I'll talk to him alone, remember that Lady Ye's followers have never been here."

"Yes, my lord, he never came." The two nightmare beasts obeyed and left, their wet paws making wet footprints on the carpet.

The chaotic storm below the floor is still roaring endlessly, hitting the meteorites of the castle.

The door closed with a bang, like distant thunder, and then the lightning really lit up again, as if echoing each other from afar.

"My lord." Rui Valan said, "As long as you are willing to send me to Brasing, my lord Miss Lost will be grateful."

"I can send you to Bra star." Lost Rage God smiled, lightning tore through the sky, and the bright electric light passed through the window, making his fat face hideous and terrifying, "I can also send you to the abyss of chaos."

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The outskirts of Tiffanyton.

In the middle of the night, it rained cats and dogs.

The long battlements are built on the cliffs on both sides, and the mountain road is narrowed to barely allow four people to ride side by side. Two watchtowers climb on the rock wall and are connected by a weather-beaten graystone airtight arch bridge.

A row of tall and strong soldiers stood on the top of the fortress wall, looking through the rain curtain at the city of Tivanton, which is more than 100 meters away.

"Ding ding ding..."

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the soldiers, and the helmets and weapons made pleasant sounds, but the soldiers remained motionless like stones, showing strict discipline and strong qualities.

There is no doubt that there is an elite army stationed at the checkpoint leading to Tivanton. There are 300 regular troops, including fifty purple dragon knights and five battle mages.

"How is it? At this time, is there any suspicious person entering or exiting Tivanton City?"

During the heavy rain, the tiefling magician walked up to the wall with a ghostly wand with dancing will-o'-the-wisps and a dark red robe, blocking all the rainwater one meter away from his body.

Under the order of the lord, he has been guarding the city of Tivanton for the past two days. Through his own ability, he found at least five demon believers and fallen people in the city, and even dug out a group of Zhentarim and Dark Mask spy.

But tonight, before the onset of winter, the storm, cold and merciless, turning to frost at night, made him feel uneasy, so he couldn't help but leave Tiffantun and go to the outskirts of the city to check it out.

"My lord, except for the grave guard who went to the mass grave an hour ago, no one has entered or left Tivanton City."

"Gravekeeper?" The magician frowned slightly, he instinctively disliked these believers of the god of death.

"Yes, the gravekeeper of Kelemvor, the god of death." The soldier replied, "As usual, he sent an unclaimed corpse to a mass grave for burial, and then left alone."

"What corpse?" The magician raised his eyelids and asked.

"It was a woman about 20 years old." The soldier said with strange eyes, "The prostitute at the Deer Slaughter Tavern was said to have suffered a myocardial infarction and died on the spot due to excessive excitement caused by strenuous exercise."

"Is the news reliable?" The magician asked again.

"Of course it's reliable. I watched her grow up in the Deer Slaughter Tavern."

An old battle mage wearing a dark purple cloak came out, letting the rainstorm drip down his cloak, shaking his head slightly, "I can't admit it wrong, I watched her being buried by the grave guards with my own eyes through observing magic. In the mass grave."

"It was dug up again by two habitual offenders who stole the body." Then, he added.

Hearing this, the magician secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With these two people recently, his nerves have been tense all the time, and any disturbance made him unconsciously think of the Church of Shar and the fallen people who believe in demons.

Facts have proved that he is indeed superfluous. Normally, these are things that are too sparse and ordinary to attract anyone's attention.

The torrential rain gradually intensified, hitting the ground with a bang, and the black turbidity stream poured down from the distant hills.

The magician ordered all the soldiers on guard to go back to rest, and stood alone in the rain.

He stared at the pitch-black rain curtain, even though the weather was so bad, it was hard to erase the hope that rose in his heart.

Just yesterday, with the consent of the lord, nearly 500 of his Tieflings were all resettled in Mokou Town.

Once, he was a lonely wanderer struggling between good and evil, growing up in the most dilapidated place, wandering in the streets and alleys, suffering from poverty, suspicion and various prejudices.

Living in the shadows taught him not to be afraid of the dark. In this painful life, the magician has always been controlling his violent tendencies and cruel nature, and he is supported by the true meaning of existence to live.

His race is the descendant of the devil, the human with the blood of the demon, and the heir of the blood of the ancient hell, but they must find their own destination in this world that fears and hates the tiefling race.

And his belief in living is to prove to the world that this is not the fault of the Tiefling race, but a sin left by the ancient blood, and their descendants should not be allowed to bear this kind of pain.

After all, they are just a group of ordinary mortals, just to live strong in this world. They should not always be watched and whispered, always endure violence and insults, and always see distrust and fear in the eyes of others.

That's why he wanted to find a territory that could accept them for his race, instead of letting them wander in the dilapidated alleyways, ruins and shadows in every corner of the continent.

Because of this, after he heard that the lord of Mokou Town, even the goblins were willing to accept the news, he came here without hesitation, and while choosing to join, he silently observed the character of the ruler.

Facts have proved that he really found the right place. Not only was the young mage lord willing to accept them, but he also tacitly did not ask about everything about him and his origin.

Now, because he has found a suitable destination for his race, in this way, he can safely go to Bator Hell after the mission is over.

Regardless of life or death, he must make a break with his demon suzerain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the fortress where the soldiers were stationed seemed to disappear into the misty night with a wide curtain of crystal beads.

"Damn, this woman is too beautiful!"

"When old Rhodes was buried, I thought it was the little girl from the Deer Slaughter Tavern, but I didn't expect it to be her. This woman is more beautiful than any baroness I have ever seen, no, Miss Viscount! How about it, hard work It took so long to dig her out, isn't it worth it?"

"Hahaha... It's so fucking worth it, to meet such a beauty, even if it's a dead person!"

Two perverted gravediggers, one fat and one thin, rubbed their hands excitedly in front of a corpse.

The fat man carefully looked at this beautiful woman in her original form, and was surprised to find that she actually looked very pure. After all, she looked like a girl in her early 20s, and her seductive eyes were turned up slightly, revealing a large With the whites of her eyes, she had a dead face on her face, as innocent as a girl next door who was unfortunately killed.

The fat man stroked her cheek, showing a trace of pity. She looked like a fallen witch. As the church said, fallen witches are all demons, who will lure people into the bottomless abyss.

The two completely different temperaments of innocence and charm, expressed in the same person, can be so seductive, but it is a bit disappointing that one cheek is stained with blood.

So he picked up the water glass next to the bed and poured the water on the woman's face head-on. While pouring it, he scrubbed the blood away with his hands. The soft skin on his cheeks twisted in his hands, and the delicate pretty face kept showing various strange expressions. expression.

Fatty was lured by the beauty, and slowly lowered his body to kiss those red lips, but when the two were about to kiss together, he suddenly realized something, shook his head, as if wanting to wake up.

"Bitch, she still wants to seduce a man after she dies!"

Fatty has never had the opportunity to desecrate such a beauty in his life. He has no mood to pity her, but to vent his dissatisfaction with being discriminated against and oppressed.

He slapped her fiercely, then slapped her, and then slapped her, constantly venting the grievance and anger unique to the people at the bottom
Soon, after the fat man had vented his anger, his palms began to ache.

And this corpse just tilted its head silently, still with its eyes turned upside down.

It's just that the little tongue was slightly spit out by the slap, and the corners of the mouth drooped weakly.

The fat man pinched the woman's chin, made her turn her head, and used his fingers to turn a pair of upturned eyeballs to the front, making her look straight at him.

The heavy rain poured outside the window, lightning tore through the sky, and thunder exploded loudly. In the hut against the lightning, it was like daytime, and the corpses in strange poses suddenly flashed a cold light in their eyes.

Accompanied by energy full of destructive aura, surging in the humid air.

The two gravediggers, one fat and one thin, looked full of satisfaction. Amidst their miserable wailing, they watched their own bodies melt like wax, from feet to head, from bottom to top, at an extremely slow speed. It turned into a pool of mud made of flesh and blood.

The High Priest of the Lost Lady, 'Black Shade' Elyrel, got up from the bed. She reached out and brushed her hair, which was scattered like black jade, and her whole body suddenly became clean and refreshed.

A black dance dress covered her graceful figure.

However, the clothes were not only translucent in texture, but also used very little material, and the style was extremely bold, so it could only just cover the most important parts of the body.

When it is looming and half hidden, it looks even more seductive and charming.

Then, a pair of black stockings and garters of the same color appeared out of nowhere in her hand.

She rolled up the thin stockings and put them on the toes. The hazy black covered the skin a little bit, covering her long and straight right leg.

The right foot is followed by the left foot. The priestess buckles the garter, stands up again, pulls up the hem of the skirt, and checks the effect. The legs under the black stockings are indistinct and charming beyond words.

In the end, she used extremely gentle movements to cover her beautiful face with a thin black veil, only revealing those unforgettable pair of dark and deep eyes like a hole plate.

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Crash.

The rain curtain outside the cave almost blocked the view, and the world was pitch black.

'Black Veil' Illyrel stood at the entrance of the cave, her gaze was straight ahead, and no darkness could escape her gaze.

Where she could see, there were piles of skulls, with broken teeth bared, peeking at the nothingness of the rain with their black eye sockets.

The breath of fear brewed in the night of torrential rain, making the desolate and deserted cemetery look eerie.

Looking at the familiar scene, she finally let out a long breath. As her body suddenly relaxed, her pretty face covered by the black veil became extremely pale.

In order to complete the Missing Lady's plan and avoid the detection of the wizard's tower in Mokou Town and the carpet search of the magicians, the price she paid was really too heavy.

She walked out of the cave slowly, her indifferent eyes glanced at the direction of Mokou Town for the last time, staring at the eyes of insight shining like a lighthouse in the dark rain, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

The power of mortals is still unable to resist the true god after all!
She escaped all their detection and successfully came here through the divine power given to herself by the Lost Lady.

Although doing so will make her extremely weak for a long time to come, compared to the effect of the successful plan, these are all worth it.

Illyrel tapped lightly with her fingertips, and wisps of black mist intertwined into a fist-sized black light cluster in mid-air.

"Buzz..."

The light ball was shaking, as if reminding the priestess to keep up with her.

The black ball of light guided her, floating towards the mountains in the rain.

A large cemetery appeared in her vision.

This is the most remote and desolate part of Thunder Peak, a long-forgotten cemetery, and the abandoned Kelanwo Church of the Lord of Death, with a faintly exposed corner of the collapsed roof in the rainstorm.

During the torrential rain, the cemetery was in a mess, and most of the decayed and broken tombstones fell into the dirty muddy water.

Guided by the ball of light, the priestess came to a secret basement deep underground.

The dark and spacious underground chamber is like another small world. On the uneven walls, there are many strange pictures carved, such as a throne made of countless bones, a demon with bat wings and horns, a blazing flame, and a group of monsters. A phantom shrouded in darkness.

The pale will-o'-the-wisp kept jumping and trembling in the darkness, reflecting the surroundings in an eerie, daunting way.

As the priestess walked forward slowly, the coffins of the ten coffins that gradually appeared in sight shook, and the half-covered coffin lids were completely lifted.

A strong negative energy spread out, and ten foul-smelling ghouls jumped out of the sarcophagus one after another, hissing and roaring.

"Humanity……"

The leading ghoul lay on all fours on the ground, raised its ugly head, made a posture like a wild beast preparing to pounce, opened its mouth full of mucus, and roared:
"This is the territory of the undead lord Odyssey, get out!"

"Go away!" The priestess yelled, and all the ghouls were crushed by the terrifying energy, turning into a pile of black ash with scorching smoke.

Of course she knew who was hiding here, and the purpose of her painstaking efforts to come here was to find the demon lord and use the power of the demon lord to sacrifice the city of Tivanton in the Kingdom of Cormyr.

Odyssey, Lord of Immortality.

A strong and vigorous Demon Lord—His evil heart, bad intentions, and unruly vigor can be compared with his body.

As the undead lord who created the first undead creature, although Otis is not a real god, he is worshiped as a god by countless demons, necromancers and undead creatures.

His hidden orders are widely distributed in every world and every race.

Especially the evil humanoid races, of which orcs, half-orcs, ogres, and depraved evil humans are the most numerous.

His temples are spread all over the multiverse, and the creatures who serve him will also gain magic just like serving the true god.

Odyssey, the undead lord, is one of the most powerful demon lords of the Abyss.

What he desires most is to make the entire multiverse a dark world that is dead and suitable for undead creatures to live in, so that all existence is subject to his will.

This fearsome demon lord is a legend in its own right!
Otis used to be a mortal, and no one knows the details of his time as a mortal, except that he was already a fat man with a swollen body and was proficient in certain spells.

After his death, the soul came to the outer plane to become the lowest larva, began the history of struggle in the abyss, and finally he became one of the most powerful demons in the abyss.

The Abyss is a magical place.

This place is full of absolute chaos, but absolute chaos is full of possibilities, there can be order, and there can be many incredible existences.

In this way, Otis became a powerful demon lord, evolving from a small abyss worm.

But his experience didn't stop there. After he rose up, he also met a dreadful enemy drow demigod—Cravensari, which was the beginning of Otis' first death.

However, this does not mean the end.

After about 1000 years, Odyss came back again.

He was resurrected. Although most of the undead believers were captured by the undead beauty, Otis finally rose again, and he also mastered the power of "The Last Word".

Relying on his own strength, he once chased and killed Ye Yao almost to death.

This is still a very special demon lord, because the number of times of his death and resurrection is far more than other existences, it seems that he himself is a kind of creature that is difficult to eliminate from the root.

Looking at the gods, devils and demons, it is extremely rare that they can be resurrected after more than 1000 years of death, and Odyssey is a special example among them.

The end of the underground chamber.

With the emergence of the black bone portal, the terrifying coercion surged like a tidal wave, making Priestess Illyrael couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

Negative energy full of evil and filth spread, and a terrible demon appeared.

Fat and fat, this demonic creature stood about three times the height of an average human.

His goat has huge, spiraling horns on its head, thick brown hair on its legs, and goat-like hooves.

Huge strong arms wield a wicked skull wand.

Two huge black bat-like wings stretched out from his back, dragging a long snake-like tail with sharp barbs behind him.

He is Otis!

One of the most powerful demons in the bottomless abyss!He is also the ruler of all the undead in the bottomless abyss!

Otis has a huge army of undead, and the enemies killed by him will be directly transformed into soldiers and generals in his army!

"Respected Lord of the Undead." The priestess greeted the arrival of the incarnation of the abyss giant, and bowed her head humbly, "On behalf of my lord, Ms. Lost, I come to discuss with you."

The incarnation of the demon lord descending from the bottomless abyss seems to be affected by the energy of the leylines of the Underdark. His pupils are full of chaos and killing, and his mind looks a little crazy.

"Roar!!!"

He spread his wide bat wings, looked up to the sky and let out a terrifying roar, and roared at the priestess: "Mortal, tell me, Ms. Ye, that bitch, what are you going to use to cooperate with me!"

"My lord is the goddess who holds all the secrets..."

The priestess tried her best to resist the powerful oppressive feeling rolling from the demon lord's body. The corners of her lips covered by the veil inadvertently evoked a strange smile, and said slowly: "She knows the location of the lost rod of Otis. .”

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(End of this chapter)