Chapter 576: The Crazy Moves of the Zhentalin Society
Hill stared outside with dissatisfaction. The undead were all standing on the city wall using long-range spells. They didn't know what was going on. They were making a little commotion and seemed to be shouting something.
Although they also began to send people to stop the killers who entered the city, their reaction speed was much slower than that of the Seraphs who commanded the Elf City Guards to intercept.
Looking at the dissatisfied Hill who spoke plausibly, Liszt said with a bit of confusion: "That is the most powerful assassin in the Benn Church! Anyone who dares to rush in like this must be a legendary assassin above level 20.
It's impossible for the undead to stop him.
Are you really complaining, or are you just joking?"
Of course, Hill was bored with waiting and said casually. If it were an army with forbidden orders, it would be possible to block these shadow assassins, but the undead would be good if they could stand in a defensive formation.
He just felt uncomfortable all over.
Although the sound was much quieter after the window was closed, Hill's ears could still hear the noise.
It was impossible for him to kill those guys, otherwise the shadow-breaking core might fall into his hands. Hill really didn't want Labor Shar to come to his place again.
Then he had to wait until the battlefield over there was over, and cause trouble the moment they left, causing the group of Bane believers to fall directly into the gap in the plane, leaving the whale behind.
Only then does the alien whale's mouth open and he needs to summon the plane passage.
Before entering, his mouth is about to close, and the chance is only 1 minute.
After all, the most precious thing about the alien whale is that its closed mouth can produce a steady stream of air for the humans in its mouth to breathe.
Never getting lost is a bonus.
Although Hill knew very well that for his alien whale, he had to endure it for a while, but he was really unhappy!
You can crush it to death, but you have to endure the noise and wait for the opportunity.
However, these killers who enter the city are very good at walking in silence. They can even break through defensive formations, escape into the shadows outside the city wall, and then jump out from another place in the city. Their levels are all above level 20. There is indeed no undead.
This ability discovers their.
Those who intercepted them were the squad of Elf Crusaders and the Seraph flying in mid-air behind them.
Contrary to what Hill thought, Corellon had no intention of letting Seraph go out until the elves were in danger.
To him, the life of every elf is very precious. Although they may not cherish it, as the father of elves, he does not want any elf to be injured or even die under his eyes.
Therefore, every Zhentarim killer who entered Aglaia City was desperate to see the angel wings shining in the sky. As long as they were surrounded, no shadow could be seen on the ground.
Although he didn't take action and just watched from the side, the aura of Seraph was enough to cause these killers pain.
The most basic ability of their aura is to expel evil and restore injuries. Of course, this restoration only has an effect on the good camp, but is a kind of harm to these assassins in the shadows.
Hill tilted his chin and waited patiently.
The battle between the undead was quite fierce, and this was the first time that they were unable to rely on their numerical superiority to fight.
Moreover, Hill felt that they were a little helpless and didn't know what was going on.
Hill was watching the battle in the east and was suddenly stunned.
The Paladins of the Silver Shield suddenly rushed out angrily, and some even rushed to the Temple of Tyr to find the demigod leader.
Hill was a little confused as he watched the captain mount his Pegasus and rush straight to the battlefield over there. Before leaving, he threw a huge hammer directly at the alien whale.
That's a white-hot hammer!
Hill stood up suddenly. Tyr's divine power can do great damage to corrupted creatures!
Fortunately, those mages were more worried about their own lives. Several of them put down their instruments and summoned the Shadow Shield to resist the radiant war hammer.
Liszt had disappeared to inquire for information.
Martha's energy is now focused on the city of Aglaia, and Liszt can know what's going on as long as he goes to her core.
At least the sound is much quieter now. Hill happily touched his ears. He finally didn’t have to suffer from that. Although Terry’s snoring was amplified and turned into a sonic attack, it was still more pleasant than this, and at least the rhythm was still a little bit better.
fluctuation.
After those shadow mages discovered that Hill had no intention of coming out of the study to fight them, they began to use all their strength to deal with the demigod's war hammer.
The white warhammer and the black halo collided violently and burned. Hill did not expect that Silver Shield, the demigod leader, would use such great sacred power.
What is more likely is that he may have been communicating with Tyr just now and came out directly with Tyr's divine power.
This should be Tyr trying to counteract Shar's shadow power.
Compared to the local gods of Toril, Tyr has actually always been very afraid of the Lady of the Night. If he had the ability to deal with Shar, he would never show mercy because of the existence of the Shadow Web.
How could the God of Justice, whose lifelong mission is to fight evil, think that people who use the Shadow Weave are worth saving?
Whenever Tyr gets the chance, he will definitely test the limits of Shar's power.
You must know that the most helpless thing for good gods is that the people who hold these evil artifacts have nothing to do with the true owners of the artifacts except for being evil.
No matter which evil god it is, all it takes is throwing the artifact away. No matter what race it is, there will always be greedy guys willing to pay the price of their lives to pick up their artifact.
But the righteous gods need to choose voters and even sacrifice their own devout believers in order to solve these casual troubles.
Many times, it seems that these gods cannot be blamed for their inaction.
Humans in the world of Toril don't need kindness so much. They only think of these gods when they are unlucky.
Evil gods rarely confront them directly, and the same goes for Shar. Unless she is chasing Suellen, she doesn't like to take action directly.
Things like the Shadow Core are already the closest to the source of Shar's power. No wonder Tyr would take the opportunity to take action.
The divine power on the hammer was too powerful, and the shadow shield supported by the four people was already crumbling.
The remaining shadow mages turned their heads and looked at Hill's floating castle. Then they all put down their instruments and raised their hands to fight against the war hammer.
It seems that they still have a back-up plan. Hill is a little worried. Could it be to summon the soul in the dark energy core?
He thought carefully and still didn't go out. Although he was not afraid, he finally calmed down and stopped asking for trouble.
He suspected that as soon as he showed his face, those guys would go crazy.
The feeling of the earth shaking and the earth turning over is left to the Zhentarim to enjoy for themselves!
Hill really doubted that Bishop Ben of Zhentil Castle knew the true effect of this thing, and could Shar's power be borrowed at will?
The Cult of the Dragon, which turned a shadow dragon who believed in Shar into a Dracolich, has now been split into a sect that believes in the Lady of the Night!
As long as you use shadow magic, you can't escape Shar's hands even if you don't go through the Shadow Demon Network.
But I really have to thank Silver Shield, the group leader, for his genius. Hill felt that he might be tired of hearing it. Although the quiet room in the temple can be soundproofed, it probably won't rise to the legendary level.
No one’s money comes in vain, that kind of material is very expensive!
Hill was really shocked when he heard the price. It was so expensive.
In addition to many valuable materials, it also seems to require a large amount of diamond debris as the basic raw material, and this kind of thing is indeed the material used in most high-level magic.
Toril's consumption of diamonds is really high, and many merchants from other planes will carry a small bag with them.
Not every diamond in the plane can be used as a casting material in Toril, which requires the magic power of the earth.
Hill once thought that when he had no money, he could get some and sell them. The diamonds he transformed had very pure earth magic.
However, after calculation, he found that gold bars were more suitable and did not require much effort.
Liszt came back, his expression a little sad: "Sir, these guys came from the wilderness in the east, and passed through several kingdoms and the city of Neverwinter."
Hill hesitated for a moment and suddenly realized that this was not a real game. Zombies and skeletons could not be created out of thin air: "They dug it..."
"Only the high-ranking cemeteries of the nobility and those protected by the church have been preserved. Other cemeteries have been excavated, and the skeletons outside the east gate even belong to countries that fell decades ago.
Generally, such corpses belong to professionals, and those of ordinary people cannot be kept for that long.
The most troublesome thing is those zombies, sir, they are all the remains left by professionals above level 8." Liszt shook his head and said, "Many people from the Knights of Justice died in battle in some small towns and were then buried.
Over there.
Not every small town can have enough church power, and those mayors may not even be able to protect their own family cemeteries.
Some of the undead have a good relationship with the Silver Knights. When they saw the armor and symbols on the zombies, they notified the Paladins."
Hill was at a loss: "Is Zhentil Castle crazy? You don't even want your hometown for revenge?"
"Necromancers are inherently uncontrollable creatures." Liszt said with some sadness, "The Scourge of the Undead is their biggest support. In the past, they were only imprisoned in the ruins below the city by Zhentil Castle.
How could they still listen to them after being released? The Church of Benn does not have the ability to deprive them of their control over the undead.
Although the three gods of death all have priestly authority over the undead, their authority is not the same.
Unless Bane completely devours Baal, it is impossible for the necromancer to obey the church of Bane."
Hill stood up: "Damn it!"
"gentlemen?"
"Baal's resurrection seems to be destined, otherwise how could that cunning guy in Zhentil Castle do such a stupid and crazy thing!"