Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 446 Chaos

Cold Winter City, the basement of a magnificent manor in the noble district.

The gloomy phosphorous fire flickers on and off, making the surroundings extremely gloomy.

Through the dim light, it can be found that there are many evil and weird reliefs carved on the wall, as well as a phantom of a demon shrouded in darkness.

A dark priest exuding an evil aura stood on the altar.

He was wearing a black robe with purple lace, holding a silver-white skull holy emblem, and his face was covered with a metal mask with a fearful expression.

In front of this dark priest was a group of kneeling believers, including nobles, adventurers, civilians, and even a few players.

The dark priest chanted a prayer of depravity, and his tone was full of fanaticism: "Believers, our opportunity has come! Let us welcome the coming of the dark king together!

All who dare stand up against the Dark Lord must eventually be struck down by the Dark Hand.Only by serving the Dark Lord can one gain true power.

No matter what means we use, we should spread the fear of the Dark King to every corner of Winter City, and destroy those fools who refuse to follow the Dark King and accept the truly great power...

Now, let the world follow us and sing the name of the Dark Lord—Bane! ! ! "

"Bane!"

"Bane!!"

"Bane!!!"

All the believers raised their voices, chanting the name of the god hysterically.

Waves of fanatical shouts echoed in the hidden and twisted temple.

"Bane!!!!"

On the huge altar made of obsidian, the dark priest yelled one last time, quieting all the believers.

"The great dark king told me that the city of Winter has ushered in chaos! The remnants of the godslayers are about to start a tragic fight with the hobgoblins!"

"Godslayer? Hobgoblin?"

There was a commotion among the believers.

"quiet!"

The dark priest let out a low cry, his cold eyes under the mask flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, looked at the silent crowd, and said in a deep voice:
"Now! No matter what method is used! Hate, fear, destruction, conspiracy... Let us spread fear to every corner of Winter City under the watchful eye of the Dark Lord!"

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Along with the prayer words of the goblin wizard Malvisa resounding throughout the main material plane, similar scenes happened one after another in the dark corners.

However, it was the believers of the Mighty One who responded most strongly.

In the wilderness of the Northland, in a dark cave in a certain mountain range.

A hobgoblin priest burst out with angry flames in his eyes, and roared: "Damn goblin bastards, trying to meddle in my lord's domain! Send me an order! Send out all hunters to cleanse all goblin slaves immediately! One Do not stay!
Now!Open the portal!To the Emerald Fields!Stop them at all costs! "

Obviously, conferring the gods is just the beginning.

When the ceremony of enshrining the gods is completed, even greater killings are brewing. All over the world, a large number of goblins are likely to gather around the goblin patron saint.

Similarly, these goblins will also be massacred by hobgoblins and bear goblins.

This will be an extremely tragic process!

This endless battle will continue until one of the parties is completely destroyed.

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City of Ten Thousand Gates: Sigil City.

Inside the hidden base of the Guardian Church.

A faint blue flame kept jumping and trembling in the darkness: "Seed No. [-] started the God Conferring Ceremony ahead of schedule."

"Guard the growth of the new god at all costs!"

"All forces on the Material Plane have been notified."

"Remember! Don't concentrate the main battlefield on the periphery of the Forest of Tranquility!"

"receive."

The flickering faint blue fire was extinguished, and the room fell into dead darkness again.

Winter City, Lower City.

In a dilapidated small courtyard.

The old human being leaning on the recliner suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, and subconsciously looked at the quiet forest that was still shrouded in dark clouds.

"The green dragon will be handed over to you, you must remember not to lead him to the battlefield." The human old man said slowly.

"Don't worry, you can leave it to me." A little loli stretched out Bai Shengsheng's little hand indifferently, patted her small chest, and replied with extreme confidence.

After finishing speaking, humming an outdated song, he bounced and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

As she walked, the little Lolita paused, then returned to the old man, took his skinny arm, and said coquettishly:

"Old man, you promised me that when I block the green dragon for you, when I come back, you will help me snatch the wizard tower...to get the wizard tower back, you must keep your word."

"Don't worry!" the human elder rubbed the head of little Lolita and said with a smile.

"Hmph! I'm sure you can rest assured! Because you have never lied to me. When I come back, I must float this flying wizard tower to the very center of the endless sea, and then stand on the top of the tower, fishing every day. Great whale."

Staring at the figure of the little Lolita who turned into a black spot and disappeared into the sky, the human elder straightened his hunched back and slowly closed his eyes.

He heard countless prayers, echoing in his ears over and over again.

He also heard the turbulent waves of the Shadowmoon Inner Sea and the Radiant Sea, and even heard the evil spells of corruption in underground chambers, and the cries of countless residents fleeing out of the city in fear.

However, he didn't care at all.

I saw him walking firmly in the direction of the wizard tower.

He didn't care when a sahuagin chased a civilian wielding a trident.

A group of sahuagin priests chanted divine spells to summon storms, but he remained unmoved.

"The age of contempt is coming! Sinners! Haven't you woken up yet? The whip of the gods, which represents divine punishment, is whipping your dirty soul and body! Tremble! Hahaha..."

A scruffy-dressed young man stood on the collapsed ruins, condescendingly looking down at the panicked crowd being chased by the sahuagin, gesticulating nonsense, and laughing wantonly.

The old man's footsteps involuntarily paused. Seeing this nervous young man, he sighed slightly and waved his hand gently.

Immediately, the crazily laughing figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only a dazed sahuagin stabbing the air with a sharp trident.

Afterwards, the human elder continued to walk in the direction of the wizard's tower.

He came to this verdant valley through the illusion spell of the wizard's tower.

The sunlight cast shadows on the low bushes.

As far as the eye can see, the towering tower is not far from him.

However, there are no shadows of wizards in this "Magic Asylum for Wizards" that often gathers spellcasters from all over the world. Instead, there are countless soldiers waiting in line, as if guarding the entire tower.

They were so dense that they blocked the entire wizard tower.

"Welcome to the return of the Guardians of Winter City!"

When the city lord of Winter City saw the old man appearing, he didn't show any surprise on his face. Instead, he yelled and half-kneeled respectfully on the green grass.

"Welcome to the return of the Guardians of Winter City!"

At the same time, Brant, the young lord of Winter City, and all the solemn soldiers half-kneeled on the grass and shouted.

"Get up." The human elder waved his hand.

He stood there hesitating for a long time, and finally moved his feet and walked straight to the Wizard Tower from a road that was out of the way.

The first floor of the tower.

There was no one in the empty hall, only a hazy and illusory statue in the center, quite a desolate scene.

"Love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deep. Hate doesn't know where it ends, and it disappears with a smile." I don't know how long it took, and a faint sigh suddenly sounded...

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a wave of light blue light emerging from a portal made of a large number of precious gems and arcane materials behind the statue, the hazy and illusory statue collapsed and turned into a pile of ruins.

Near the west gate of Winter City.

A paladin in silver-white armor led a group of terrified refugees through the unattended gates.

The current Winter City is completely chaotic.

The garrison and army of the entire city are all missing, and it has become a chaotic city without management.

At this moment, countless sahuagin landed from the Sea of ​​Glory and the Inner Sea of ​​Shadowmoon, massacring everything frantically.

Groups of sahuagin priests kept praying, and as the high-spirited and ups and downs of divine spells sounded, the sea levels of the Sea of ​​Radiance and the Inner Shadow Moon Sea were slowly rising.

Obviously, the purpose of these devils from the deep sea is to turn this port city into the waves of the sea, so as to completely connect the Shadowmoon Inner Sea with the Sea of ​​Glory.

Countless city residents and aristocrats with a fluke mentality completely panicked.

The vast deserted beach outside the west city gate is covered with gravel and gravel, and clusters of weeds emerge stubbornly, rendered withered yellow by the raging dust and sand. It became pale and yellow, and it was even more desolate.

"You are Miss Nolan, a paladin, right?"

When a paladin led groups of refugees to the desert outside the city, a pure-blood elf druid stepped on the soft sand, walked up to her, and bowed in salute.

"I am." Paladin Nolan bowed back.

"I'm Gust from Talan Village. I was entrusted by Mr. Thorne to pick up refugees here." The Elf Druid said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, a group of adventurers who avoided the wind and sand came out of the bunker one after another.

The paladin took a closer look and found that the group of people were uniformly wearing badges with mountain peaks and swords on their right shoulders. He couldn't help being surprised and said, "Are you from... Yuanshan Town?"

"Yuanshan Town has long been a thing of the past, just like this wind and sand." Druid smiled bitterly, interrupting the paladin's words: "Now is not the time to chat, let's take these refugees away as soon as possible."

"Then I'll leave these people to you. Thank you very much for your help. May the God of Suffering protect you from reaching the safe area." The paladin Nolan took out the holy emblem, stuck it on his chest, and said respectfully to the druid. A salute.

"What do you mean?" Druigst froze in place.

"That's right, there are still many people in the city who need my rescue, and I have to go back again to take out those refugees who are far away from fleeing." The paladin turned and looked in the direction of Winter City.

At this time, the clear sky above the city had already turned blood red.

Vaguely, she also heard the wanton laughter of some kind of demon.

Looking at the resolute expression of the paladin girl in front of him, the elf druid, who was about to dissuade her, recalled a certain night in a trance.

Recalling the fierce battle in the ruins of Taran Village, recalling the thin girl who turned into a colorful and ferocious tiger without hesitation.

Another persistent girl, so similar to her.

Touching his heartstrings, he sighed deeply, turned around and glanced at the hands he had brought, frowned and pondered for a long time, and then made up his mind:

"I will wait for you here for four hours. When the time is up, we will leave immediately. You...you can do it yourself."

"Thank you very much!" Paladin Nolan bowed deeply to the druid, and walked towards the city without hesitation.

A strong gust of wind rushed head-on, kicked up the overwhelming yellow sand, and roared like a beast, making it difficult for people to move forward and feel desperate.

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(End of this chapter)