This time, Flynn was a little surprised at the comment. He turned his head and looked at Gavin and said, "Do you know the name of this Jackal war group?"
Virginia also looked at Gavin with searching eyes.
Gavin said vaguely: "I have heard of it. I heard that this is a powerful gnoll war group that only accepts the elite gnolls. Among them are demon priests who are skilled in sacrificing to the demon lord Yeenoghu.
, can guide the power of the abyss to strengthen themselves. The official members of this war group all have black fur. They leave no one alive wherever they go. They are extremely ferocious, so they are called the Black Death. They are not ashamed.
Instead, he is proud of it and regards this name as the name of his own battle group."
Gavin only picked out some relatively popular news and did not touch on the more specific ones.
Because he was not sure whether some things had happened at this point in time.
Anyway, in the previous life, the Black Death, a group of jackals, had a notorious reputation.
He wandered around the Northland, causing the destruction of a large number of villages and towns and casualties. Later, he was targeted by the strong men of the Northland and jointly annihilated him.
However, it has resurfaced again and again, acting as a thug for greater evil forces.
Legend has it that this gnoll war group was secretly supported by the Zhentarim. Because of their many attack points, the Zhentarim merchants became the final beneficiaries.
But no one can come up with real evidence.
"That's right." Flynn nodded and confirmed, "It's this Black Death. They absorbed several jackals who escaped from here. They knew about the Curtain and the Fairy Wilderness and were organizing an evil army to go here.
Come from the side."
After taking over the right to speak, Gavin did not let go, and then asked: "I am very curious, how did Mr. Flynn know the news about the Black Death? And why did he tip us off?"
There was a more pointed question, but Gavin did not continue to ask. Flynn was also a jackal, and the jackals of the Black Death were his tribe.
Flynn fell silent.
Gavin undoubtedly got to the heart of the matter.
If he is unable to give a reasonable answer, the information he brings will be greatly reduced.
The silence of the gnoll monk did not last long, and he said: "I believe you are not only curious about the above questions, but also curious about why I, a gnoll, became a monk. I wonder if you are willing.
I’d like to hear a story.”
"All ears." Gavin and Virginia both pretended to be listening.
Flynn is not a qualified storyteller, but when this story involves his own origins and is filled with emotion, it is quite unique.
There was an old priest named Bennett, a devout believer in Lathander, Lord of the Dawn.
He has never done anything earth-shattering in his life. He has been guarding a remote monastery, thinking about the ultimate issue of good and evil in the multiverse, and the role of faith in it.
Jackals are said to be shaped by the demon lord Yeenoghu according to their own physical appearance. Their nature is infused with demonic power, and they are born evil.
Bennett believes that this kind of evil nature is mostly caused by the acquired environment and evil beliefs. If they are taught faith from an early age and instilled with emotions, I believe they will be able to cultivate lawful and good jackals.
Deny the argument that some creatures are inherently evil, attack demons from a philosophical and theoretical level, and cut off their power to do evil in the material world.
When he heard this, Gavin came to the conclusion that this story was destined to end in tragedy.
This old pastor is really too naive.
The conflict between good and evil, the opposition between light and darkness.
It is the foundation of the existence of the entire multiverse, and even the gods above have to follow this law.
The kind god raised his own kingdom in the upper plane.
Evil gods can only create their own evil realm in the lower planes.
When a good god falls into evil, his kingdom will also fall into the abyss or hell.
When an evil god converts to a good one, his domain will be expelled from the lower plane and ascend to the upper plane.
This is a rule that none of the gods can disobey. For a little priest to decide against it with just a small experiment, what else is it if he is not naive?
Even if the experiment is successful, it is just an example and cannot be used as a theoretical basis.
as expected.
Pastor Bennett adopted a total of five Flints. Three of them died one after another due to their natural frailty, and only two survived.
One of them regarded the old priest as his father and fought hard against his own nature.
The other succumbed to his nature and the temptation of Yeenoghu, killed the old priest in a rage, devoured his body, and embarked on the path of following endless power, which made him fall to the extreme of depravity and suffered
Yeenoghu's favor gave him more powerful demonic power.
Since then, the kind-hearted Flynn has embarked on the road to pursue the murderer, vowing to avenge his adoptive father.
By the time he found traces of his brother again, he had become the leader of the Jackal Chapter, the Black Death.
The kind-hearted Flynn was named Flynn, and he is the monk in front of him.
The evil one is named Nord, the leader of the Black Death.
"So, you have been following the Black Death, monitoring them, and looking for opportunities to weaken them and take the opportunity to avenge your adoptive father." Gavin helped Monk Flynn make the final summary.
"Yes." Flynn nodded and said, "Perhaps, in your eyes, they are jackals like me and should be my tribe, but in my eyes, they are a group of thugs who do all kinds of evil, a group of executioners. Their
Every breath is a blasphemy against this world. It is the most correct choice to completely eliminate them and send them into the abyss. Won't you also hang those vicious tribesmen?"
"Compared to Mr. Flynn's great kindness that transcends races, our vision is too narrow." Virginia took over and said, "Can Mr. Flynn please tell us in detail about the situation of the Black Death?"
Gavin and Virginia's cooperation is perfect, one is the villain and the other is the villain.
The male and the female had to say all the good and bad things.
Master Flynn, who was also at a high level, said with a completely unconcerned look: "The number of the core members of the Black Death is not very large, only about three hundred, but the quality is very high, and they have all opened professional levels.
Abyssal gnolls strengthened by the power of the abyss.
Moreover, they never act alone. Every time they launch an attack, they will inevitably gather the strength of a series of surrounding monsters such as gnolls, hobgoblins, orcs, goblins, and kobolds, and then launch a thunderous strike.
Before I came here, the forces they controlled included at least four or five monster tribes, totaling more than 2,000 people. I have no way of estimating how many people they will be able to gather when they launch the attack."
"Thank you, Mr. Flynn, for the news. It's crucial to us." Virginia thanked her sincerely. "Otherwise, we wouldn't know anything about the enemy coming at our door."
"The message has been sent. If possible, please allow me to leave." Flynn stood up again and said.
"Mr. Flynn, what is this?"
"I want to continue to lurk around the Black Death to see if I can find out more information."
"It would be too dangerous to do this. We have received advance warning, which is enough. Why not stay here and wait for the arrival of the Black Death."
"As for the Black Death's choice to attack here, part of it is my personal guess. Maybe it's just a false alarm. They may choose other targets to attack. Therefore, I have to go back and keep an eye on them to prevent them from slipping away."
"Okay, let's send Mr. Flynn away."
The gnoll monk insisted on leaving. Gavin and Virginia looked at each other and finally did not stop him and sent him outside the camp.
General Colin of Yaling asked a little puzzled: "Why let him go? What if he is a spy sent by the enemy to investigate our camp?"
"Unless the enemy leader is a complete fool, no one will send such a spy, because no matter whether the news is true or false, we will be prepared." Gavin replied.
Virginia nodded in agreement and said: "When the possibility of truth is far greater than the possibility of falsehood, we must deal with it seriously, because once what he says is true, he will be our biggest spy."
"We have to guard against another possibility." Gavin put forward a new point of view.
"What's the possibility?"
"I have made false claims in the east and attacked in the west. Last time, I showed my whereabouts here. Someone who is interested may guess that I have formed an alliance with you. By giving an advance warning, I will attract our attention and then attack the Dragon Oak Territory."
After Gavin finished speaking, he couldn't help but shook his head, "This possibility is very small. After all, you have to recognize my identity in advance and deliberately target the Dragon Oak Leader."
"The possibility is small, but we have to take precautions. Let's make multiple preparations." Virginia still chose to be on the safe side.
"Before that, I still need to trouble my lord, follow me to a place and do something for me." Gavin seemed to have made up his mind.
"Where?"
"Just follow me and you'll find out. I'll position you, and you can just start teleporting."
Seeing Gavin's serious face, Virginia didn't say anything, just grabbed Gavin's hand and opened the portal.
When I came back to my senses, I saw a steep canyon with a group of kobolds busy moving in and out.
When he saw the two people suddenly appearing, he was obviously startled. He barked for a while, and then he realized it was Gavin. Only then did he gradually restore order, and then everyone went about their own business, completely ignoring Gavin's existence.
Gavin was used to this.
Most kobolds are not very smart, and flattering is also an IQ job. Basically, few know how to do it. Gavin has no intention of teaching them etiquette. They just need to do their jobs well.
This is obviously a stronghold of Gavin, but it is not large in scale.
Looking around, Virginia didn't understand what Gavin had brought her here.
"Follow me." Gavin looked mysterious, "I'll show you something good."
His appearance piqued Virginia's interest.
"Big dragon? Red dragon?"
When Virginia saw clearly what Gavin told her to see, she was somewhat shocked.
To be more precise, it was an imprisoned red dragon. Its body was pressed down by a large number of rocks, with only one head and one thigh exposed. Although the specific outline could not be seen, it looked young, that is, a teenager.
This young red dragon has been imprisoned here for who knows how long. Although he is not dead, he is not far away and his spirit is very depressed.
Seeing Gavin, a trace of resentment flashed in Long's eyes, and then he was overwhelmed by endless fear.
That little brat from Ivinsa would come to see him whenever there was nothing wrong. Although he couldn't help but show off and tease him every time, Roderick still learned a lot from her mouth.
For example, the situation that I am now in, unable to survive or die, was caused by the half-elf in front of me.
Life during this period of time was like being in purgatory.
Not only do you have to endure the huge pain of huge rocks pressing on your body all the time, but you also have to be bled from time to time by those little reptiles who usually don't even look at you, to make a dragon's blood potion.