Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 205 The Hall of Chaos

"Is the location of the teleportation array okay?"

Brian was about to step into the teleportation circle where the twilight flowed, when he suddenly remembered something, he hesitated for a moment, and looked back at the psion Helliste.

Although the transmission distance of the portal is not as far as imagined, which means that the chance of transmission errors is very small, but he still thinks it is better to be cautious.

After all, as a wizard, Brian has heard of many cases where the first half of the wizard's body is transmitted due to a teleportation error, and the other half will never be found. There are even people who entered the door and never came out again. .

In fact, he was still able to judge the stability of the structure of the teleportation circle that appeared in front of him, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have fatal problems like the one described above.

The reason why I asked this was because I was a little worried about whether my landing position after entering was accurate or not.

You must know that at the foothold of the portal, he will be facing all the high-ranking nobles in the entire city of Abrera, including their king. If there are unimaginable consequences due to a teleportation error, the loss outweighs the gain.

Of course, if you are lucky, you may even land directly in front of King Amastasha. In this case, his task will be easily completed.

Similarly, if you are unlucky and surrounded by a group of guards, it will be a little troublesome.

Hearing this, Helist reached out her hand to gently lift a strand of silver hair that fell in front of her forehead, and looked at him blankly. She did not speak, but turned her questioning eyes to her spiritual crystal servant.

"Master, don't worry, the location of the teleportation circle will appear in an inconspicuous corner of the Black Castle Hall in Abrera City, and there will be absolutely no mistakes."

The Psionist's psicrystal servant answered solemnly with a crisp voice.

Hearing the other party's assurance, Brian nodded slightly, and looked at the psi crystal servant with a little peace of mind.

"Unless there's a real mistake."

Then, the earnest and rigorous words of the psi crystal servant reached his ears again.

Brian paused, looking at the shimmering psicrystal servant with a slightly strange expression.

Hearing this rigid and serious construct creature in his impression tease him seriously, he finally understood what kind of personality was stripped from the rational psion in front of him.

Then, he looked at Helister with interest and stepped into the teleportation circle neatly.

In an instant, the light blue light of the magic circle enveloped his figure and disappeared without a trace.

Accompanied by a sense of dizziness, Brian's eyes suddenly flashed a dazzling light.

He found himself standing on a table full of food at this moment, he quickly adapted to the surrounding light and listened.

He heard the commotion in the smoky banquet hall. The musicians on the balcony played flutes, drums and harps, and joined in the commotion not to be outdone.

Then, before the others could react, he quickly scanned his surroundings.

He saw that there were at least 150 people in this spacious hall, and more than half of them were guards.

At this time, the banquet was still going on, but the format had begun to move closer to tradition, and the atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful.

Tables were moved away, and various aristocrats sat on armchairs, benches, and benches, having various forms of entertainment, mostly vulgar, and many sat round the casks, drinking and chatting, now and then Outburst of obscene laughter.

Not so long ago, they were savoring exquisite food with elegant aristocratic etiquette, but now they grabbed the lamb chops and beef legs with both hands and munched happily.

A few people played cards with no one else watching, and most people danced on the stage.

Brian even noticed a man and a woman kissing fiercely in a corner of the shadows. Judging from the passion, kissing alone must not be enough to satisfy them.

Just before a servant serving drinks spotted him, Brian, who was standing condescendingly on the dining table, moved subconsciously.

Who would have thought that he accidentally kicked a crystal spire made of countless glass goblets in front of him.

As the bottom glass goblet slipped from the smooth tabletop to the carpet, the crystal spire formed by countless wine glasses collapsed like a house without its pillars.

Numerous shattered wine glasses and blood-red wine were like raging crystal waves, flowing all over the carpet of the banquet hall in the blink of an eye, attracting the attention of most people.

Seeing this grand occasion, Brian simply kept on doing nothing.

He raised his foot and swept across the food on the table. Cups, wooden spoons, jugs, dinner plates, and saucers flew all over the place, and screams rang out.

Immediately, in this lively banquet hall, a group of well-dressed and jeweled nobles and ladies stopped dancing and chatting, and the whole audience was silent and dumbfounded looking at the uninvited guests standing on the table.

At the same time, the music on the balcony stopped abruptly, and a pair of enthusiastic men and women hiding in the corner who were exploring the quiet path also stopped their violent actions. After realizing that they were not the focus of the hall, they first breathed a sigh of relief, and then expressed surprise. Looking at the scene in front of him.

Silence fell, and even the air seemed to freeze suddenly.

Suddenly, a burst of barking broke the silence, and the two dogs fought over a piece of meat. They rolled on the carpet, biting and attacking.

The quiet hall was suddenly filled with whispers, and he looked at Brian who was still standing on the dining table in puzzlement, and pointed at him.

"Who are you? Do you have an invitation letter? What are you doing here?"

An aristocratic man with a gold chain on his chest cautiously walked to the table and tentatively asked three questions about his quality.

"Good question."

Brian didn't care about the countless pairs of eyes locked on him in the hall, and answered with a smile.

Then he took off the hood of the cloak calmly, reached out and touched the messy black, revealing the sharp and resolute lines.

In a few pairs of thoughtful gazes, he locked his eyes shining like obsidian blocks on a middle-aged man with luxurious clothes, a stiff body, a hollow rose crown on his head, and a short gray beard. body.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Brian from Tegrila, as for the purpose of coming here"

He intentionally paused his words, then glanced at the Duke of Vampire and Wizard Hedwin hidden in the crowd, changed the subject, and said coldly: "The purpose is very simple, to take your heads!"

His words, like a fireball shot by a wizard, exploded among the nobles.

This group of nobles in Abrera City yelled, cursed, mocked, or pointed at the calm and steady Brian with weird and idiotic eyes.

Sitting in an armchair surrounded by fully armed guards, King Tasha sat up straight in surprise when he heard Brian's name, and the wizard Hedwin hidden in the black robe took out a withered staff , the vampire duke holding the wine glass licked his lips and narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, most of the guards nearby quietly drew out their weapons, slowly approaching Brian, and surrounded him invisibly.

Brian still had an expression of indifference. While paying attention to Wizard Hedwin hiding in the dark and the mysterious Duke of Vampire, he announced loudly to the crowd:

"Everyone here, listen to me, you are surrounded, except your Butcher King, Vampire Duke Tess, Wizard Hedwin, Count Calder, Sir Mina, Sir Honorino, Karaman The rest of the Viscount just need to squat in the corner with their hands on their heads to survive."

"You don't even have a helper, why declare our life and death, just by yourself?" The vampire duke dressed in scarlet walked out of the crowd under the king's signal, mocking:
"Brian of Tegrila, you surrounded a group of us by yourself, are you here to be funny?"

"I did not bring any helpers."

Brian looked at the pale face of the vampire duke and said calmly: "But helpers are always with me."

As soon as the words fell, the dark shadow twisted, and the little devil flapping dark red bat wings appeared in front of everyone.

Accompanied by his murmuring obscure and depraved words, a deep black crystal held in the little devil's hand erupted like a real dark breath.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the unbelievable exclamations of countless people, a summoning circle with blood-red energy appeared strangely on the ground.

A crazy, daunting evil breath surged from the center of the magic circle.

Huge figures, like countless buzzing bumblebees, emerged from the gradually dissipating magic circle.

Hornet Demon!
Looking at a group of devil creatures summoned by little devils, Brian's eyes flashed with surprise.

This is a kind of devil that looks like a wasp, but their size is comparable to that of a human.

The Hornet is completely black, as if carved out of obsidian.

They look like a huge, bloated bumblebee, with female features, short antennae on the head, straw-like mandibles, a carapace-like hard skin and a pair of extremely flexible black worms Wings, and a deadly scorpion-style stinger at the end of the body.

Brian thought that with the help of the energy of the soul spar, the little devil could only summon a group of lowest-level devils at most, but he didn't expect to summon 12 wasp monsters with a creature level of 6.

There is no doubt that when the tiger bee demon appeared, the nobles in the hall who were just watching the excitement showed fearful expressions. There were even a few timid servants who held their heads in their hands, closed their eyes, and looked frightened. Crouching in the shadows of the corner.

Even Tasha's king, the well-informed wizard Hedwin and the vampire duke couldn't sit still.

Naturally, Brian wouldn't give them time to think about it.

Following the little devil's order, 11 buzzing wasp demons, led by a commander with yellow, red and orange stripes on their abdomen, swooped condescendingly at all the outflanking guards.

A guard with a long sword couldn't dodge in time, and the swooping Hornet grabbed his armor and lifted him into the air. The poisonous stinger from his tail stabbed his body like lightning. The strong toxin instantly turned his face black. Moaning, no life.

Another guard who raised a long spear stabbed the Hornet demon's abdomen, but was blocked by its hard skin. He only penetrated a little, and the devil grabbed the handle of the gun and flew into the air.

Amidst the humming and flapping of wings, one after another, creepy screams came out one after another.

Just a moment.

12 Hornets killed more than 20 guards in the chaotic crowd.

Until then, the nobles who realized the fatal crisis reacted from the shock and fear.

A few nobles and guards with good military strength quickly dispelled their fear of the devil, and drew out their weapons one after another, trying to resist the attack of the hornet demon.

Meanwhile, Brian was not idle.

He quickly took out a fist-sized sticky spider silk, threw it into the air, and then quickly whispered a spell, directing the arcane energy surging from his fingertips to the spider silk ball.

The trembling ball burst instantly, and the arcane energy threads spewed out in all directions of the hall, weaving a spider web at a speed visible to the naked eye, and standing firmly on the walls and pillars.

Looking around, the spacious hall was completely covered by a dark spider web.

Brian's movements didn't stop. He took out a piece of incense and a candle that he had already prepared from his pocket again, let it hang in mid-air, and quickly carved complicated spell gestures.

——"Third-ring spell: Summon violent spiders!"

As the suddenly lit candles and incense burned out in the blink of an eye, a dark red magic circle emerged under his feet, and 10 ferocious spiders a little bigger than goblins beat their eight claws, appeared in the chaotic crowd, and then followed Following the hanging spider silk, he quickly climbed into the spider web that Brian had already woven.

The scarlet compound eyes of the ferocious spider gleamed with the light of a predator, coldly locking on to the chaotic crowd on the ground.

In the pursuit of the tiger bee demon, a noble who was about to escape to the door of the hall was about to open the door and escape to heaven. The ferocious spider that had been waiting for a long time sprayed a spider web from above without warning and covered his body. While curbing his escape plan, he took the opportunity to hoist him into the air.

He struggled and screamed in vain.

But the paralyzing toxin attached to the spider web made his struggle pale and feeble.

The terrifying black body of the ferocious spider slid down the spider web and approached the struggling nobleman. The sharp fangs landed on his neck mercilessly, causing his body to stiffen suddenly, and then his limbs hung down, hanging by the spider web. In mid-air, motionless.

After releasing the spell, Brian watched the melee in the hall coldly. Apart from swinging his sword from time to time to block the speeding arrows in the back, he almost let the little devil control the hornet demon to kill all the resisting forces, and he didn't make a move at all. plan.

Because he could feel that Wizard Hedwin, an opponent who could threaten him, had been watching him from the dark.

As long as he reveals even the slightest flaw, what will greet him will definitely be a series of deadly magic.

Bryan, who knows the opponent's strength well, is very aware of how tricky the opponent is, so what he needs to do is not to launch an attack first at this time, but to wait for his reinforcements to arrive.

At this moment, in the hall, under the dual ravages of devils and ferocious spiders, King Tasha, under the protection of a group of powerful guards, killed three hornets in a row, and retreated to the corner unharmed.

These elegant nobles, led by a group of guards and the vampire duke, resisted the attack of the devil. Although a large number of corpses were left behind, the number of enemies was also significantly reduced.

When the last ferocious spider guarding the gate was shot to death by the heavy crossbow, a few distressed nobles broke away from their protection and rushed towards the gate with all their might.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the closed door was slammed open.

Appearing outside the door was Broto, a dwarf in black armor. Holding an adamantine battle ax in both hands, he rushed in aggressively, followed by more than 20 heavily armed dwarf warriors, all holding heavy axes and heavy axes in their hands. Warhammer.

Before the leading nobles could react, they were disembowelled by Broto's adamantine battle axe.

Almost at the same time, another elf army poured in from the side door, all wearing dark green cloaks and holding bows and arrows.

The sound of wailing, trampling, howling of sharp arrows, and clashing of gold and iron, like a storm sweeping everything, suddenly surged in the already chaotic hall.

(End of this chapter)