The gnoll demon priest is trying to open a demon portal leading to the territory of the demon lord he believes in.
No wonder those elegant spirits gave up the defensive advantage of the curtain and took the initiative to attack.
Once he succeeds, even if he opens a temporary demon portal, the result will be disastrous.
Gavin and the others were not alone. There was an elite group of five eladrins who had already quietly made their way to the side of the jackal camp.
For the eladrin who possesses the Elf Steps, a camp like the Jackal's which is not thick enough is completely undefended.
The commander of the eladrin also realized the core of the problem. After using eladrin soldiers to contain most of the jackals, he carried out a beheading operation.
But the problem is, the gnoll demon priest is not a fool, so how could he not be on guard against himself.
There was not one ambush waiting for them, but two.
One is a small team of jackal archers, holding crudely made longbows in their hands, but these longbows are thick enough and big enough, and the arrows are more than twice as thick and long as ordinary bows and arrows, just like small crossbow arrows.
Almost, it looks very attractive.
The little guy on Gavin's shoulder looked so bright that he almost drooled. He kept muttering in Gavin's mind that this is what a real archer should look like. If Gavin had thousands of people like this
The archer ensures that he can kill all directions in the rocky ground.
Gavin sneered at this. This is Faerûn, not her remote country of Great Britain. As long as you have money, you can get unmanned self-propelled ballistas and golems. After he was full and full, he devoted himself to rectifying the long-term development of the British Empire.
Archer.
Gavin couldn't see the other one, because it was hidden in the camp. It was estimated that there wouldn't be too many of them, and they should be the best of the best among the jackals.
The gnoll camp itself is very empty, and the obstacles surrounding the sacrificial circle are several hundred meters away and have been deliberately cleared. After the eladrin elite team enters here, they can no longer hide their bodies and are directly exposed to the sight of the gnoll archers.
These gnoll archers had already received the kill order, and when they saw the Yaling soldiers, they opened their bows and shot without any orders at all.
There was a terrifying tremor in the air, which was the trembling of the thick bowstring.
The thick and long bow and arrow are like small spears, piercing the sky. The range is quite astonishing. It can shoot 150 to 60 meters flat, and it is still very powerful.
It's just that the accuracy is relatively poor, especially for these five elite Elfs. They are all good at each. They have received special training. When they charge wildly, they don't walk in a straight line, but in a snake shape. In addition, they use their skills to the extreme.
Fairy steps, the figure disappears and appears.
If you aim your bow and arrow at them, the standard will fail.
The rest is purely a matter of luck.
However, neither the Yaling sword in the hands of the Yaling warriors nor the Yaling armor that looks like a work of art are vegetarian.
The few fish that slipped through the net were either split open by the elegans sword or bounced away by the invisible shield, without any harm to them.
Ouch!
Accompanied by a long roar.
The two tents were opened at the same time, and seven jackal cavalry rushed out.
What these jackals are sitting on are not war horses, but giant hyenas. These hyenas not only have larger bodies, but also have higher bulges on their backs, covered with a thick layer of bone plates, and their major joints are full of
Bone spurs.
Four huge fangs poked out of the lips, and saliva flowed freely. No one doubted the lethality of their bite.
His eyes were no longer dark, but glowed an evil scarlet red, and the breath coming out of his mouth and nose seemed to smell of sulfur.
This giant hyena has a special name, the Killing Fang.
It is a hyena that was sacrificed to the King of Gnolls, the Demon Lord Yeenoghu, and was infused with demonic power.
The Slaughter Fang Cavalry swung its three-headed flail, roared, and rushed towards the five elegans warriors.
"That's it now." Gavin suddenly let go of the hanging ring and fell directly from a height of hundreds of meters.
After freeing his hands, he pulled out the sharp spear directly from behind, adjusted his posture slightly, and threw it hard.
Equipped with the Dragon Fang Gloves, Gavin's strength has reached 17 points. Compared with the talented race of half-ogres, it is indeed inferior, but among humans, it is an out-and-out Hercules level.
Coupled with the falling speed, the spear throwing speed is quite astonishing. When the target Gnoll Demon Priest noticed something unusual in the air, the sharp spear entered from the chest and came out from the hip, piercing his body and nailing him deeply.
On the ground.
Suffering such heavy damage, the Gnoll Demon Priest devoted himself to maintaining the demon portal, which was close to taking shape, with ripples appearing and signs of shrinking and closing.
Ouch!
On the opposite side of the demon portal, there was an inhuman roar, and a pair of big black hands stretched out from the other side of the demon portal, grabbing the bloody vortex of the portal as if it were a solid substance, and breaking it to both sides.
ah!
The gnoll demon priest let out a shrill scream, and the sharp spear pierced his body. The blood flowing out did not flow down along the spear, but floated towards the demon portal and merged into the demon portal.
Obviously, the terrifying existence on the other side of the door is tearing apart the demon portal, not only using its own power, but also forcibly sacrificing the life force of the gnoll demon priest.
Strong acid dragon breath!
The attack of the swooping young copper dragon also arrived.
A linear strong acid coverage area two meters wide and more than ten meters long.
The Gnoll Demon Priest is the starting point of the attack, and the Demon Portal is the end point.
One was nailed to the ground with a sharp spear and could not move.
One is a dead object and cannot move at all.
He was sprayed hard by this strong acid dragon breath.
The sight of strong acid pouring on the body is definitely one of the most terrifying sights in the world. The flesh and blood of the gnoll demon priest is melting from the outside to the inside. The skin, flesh, strong acid, and blood merge into a pile of disgusting slime.
, dripping down slowly.
The gnoll demon priest's vitality was also tenacious enough. He was hit hard one after another, but he didn't die completely. He was still screaming there, trying to free his body from the sharp spear, but the struggle became more intense.
The melted flesh and blood will fall off faster, the pain will be stronger, and the less effort will be required.
Another target of the Acid Dragon's Breath is not much better either.
I don’t know if this strong acid was transmitted to the other side through the devil’s portal. Anyway, the big black hand was soaked in the shower, and black smoke was emitting. The black iron glove melted through and was exposed.
The dense white bones below show that the owner of the big hand is an undead, a high-level undead.
The most terrible thing is the Devil's Portal itself. Its stability has been severely affected, and it has begun to flicker non-stop, with signs of closing at any time.
The high-level undead roared unwillingly and used force again.
The gnoll demon priest let out his final cry. He did not die under Gavin's spear, nor did he die under the breath of the young dragon, but was tortured to death by the allies he summoned.
The problem is that the demon portal not only wants his life force, but also his soul. Mixed with blood, it is pulled out of his body and integrated into the demon portal.
With the addition of the soul of the gnoll demon priest, the demon portal stabilized again. Several excited howls were heard, and ugly bodies that were pale, skinny, but with muscular lines jumped out from it.
When the seventh figure came out, even the master of the big hand could not continue the stalemate and had to let go. The demon portal fluctuated and disappeared completely.
Without the gnoll demon priest to maintain in the material plane, even if there is a demon lord opposite, there is no way to maintain a demon portal for a long time.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, within a few seconds, Gavin was still free-falling in the air.
Gavin let out a long sigh of relief when he saw that the owner of those big hands did not completely tear open the demon portal and got through it himself.
Even though he was separated by a portal, he could feel the terrifying aura coming from the other party. The other party was most likely a death knight, a terrifying existence with a professional level of fifteen or above.
Gavin had already made up his mind. Once the opponent came over, he would greet the young copper dragon without saying a word, turn around and run away. He was not able to touch an existence of this level, even if it was a young copper dragon with eight life dice.
A dragon, if not careful, can be killed by the opponent's sword.
Fortunately, this temporary demonic portal could not bear such a powerful teleportation. What came through was just a group of ghouls, well, a group of more powerful versions of the abyssal ghouls.
The threat has been greatly reduced.
The most troublesome thing about ghouls is the paralysis caused by their claws.
But elves are immune to this - elves are not immune to paralysis, but to ghouls' paralysis.
This involves the original ghoul, the King of Ghouls Dorison. He is an elf who was once protected by the elf god Corellon. Under the original oath, the ghouls born because of him are paralyzed and unable to attack.
It poses a threat to any elves, including half-elves with weak bloodline like Gavin, let alone eladrin who are also from the elven branch.
After the young dragon cast the strong acid dragon breath, it flew over the head of Gavin, who was freely falling, at low altitude.
Gavin took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the suspension ring to offload most of the falling speed to Ivinsa, then let go and fell again.
This time, the height was only seven or eight meters, and the magic sword was already held in his hands.
His feet touched each other, and the jumping technique on the magic boots was activated. The powerful recoil generated by the magic slowed his fall.
Then he kicked a jackal archer hard on the hunchback. Driven by the strong inertia, the sharp magic sword split most of him in half, killing him on the spot.
The gnoll archers had already detected the threat from the air, but everything happened too fast.
Compared to Gavin, they paid more attention to the threat from the young dragon. They all aimed their bows and arrows at her. They fired two rounds in a row, with little effect. The unloaded Ivinsa was too fast. In addition to spitting dragon breath, it would
Lower your body, and at other times, pull it as high as possible.
Unless they are forced to do anything, dragons will not engage in hand-to-hand combat with people. Repeated use of dragon breath to wreak havoc is their regular tactic.
A giant dragon can use at least five to six dragon breaths every day, regardless of age, only strength.
When the dragon's breath runs out, it's usually when they make a strategic retreat.
After Gavin landed, he was not treated with a heavy fire.
Because the seven purgatory ghouls had finished eating the body of the gnoll demon priest and rushed forward in a menacing manner.
Without the control of the summoner, these ghouls will not treat the gnoll archers differently. Whoever is closer will attack first.
Gavin was naturally fine and would not take the initiative to get close to them. He picked up the long bow of the jackal archer and shot an arrow at the nearest jackal archer.
The first one to take action was the psychic bullet.
The gnoll archer was still unconscious when the thick and long arrow came, and it went in and out directly from the eye socket, flying the back of his head, revealing half of the arrow.
It has to be said that with enough strength, the lethality of such a clumsy thing is quite astonishing.
The spiritual crystal servant Artoria, like a general commanding thousands of troops, was high-spirited and waved her little hands repeatedly: "This is the taste, this is the bow and arrow that men should use."
The English longbow was ingrained into her bones and she couldn't shake it off.