The Swordsman of Faerûn

However, Lord Morn was still intercepted after all, and the dwarf Kimmel Durind showed extraordinary courage. He held up a slightly slender dagger, which of course was equivalent to a dagger.

Kimmel stood in front of Lord Moen, and said to him with a complicated expression: "Your Excellency! I'm sorry that you can't move forward."

Lord Moen shouted angrily: "Dwarf! You actually betrayed me! Don't forget that I kindly took you in, a homeless dog, when you were homeless!"

Kimmel said: "Lord Moen, it is precisely because of this that I didn't stab you from behind!"

Randall Moon laughed angrily: "Damn dwarf! How dare you say that! No one can hurt me behind my back! Let me ask again, Jimmore, do you really want to be my enemy?"

The dwarf clenched his dagger tightly, took a deep breath and said, "Randall Morn, I can't stand your wanton slaughter of innocent civilians!"

Randall Moen laughed loudly and said: "What a stupid guy! No wonder there is no hope of revival in Tesen Valley! Dwarf! Do you know, as long as enough fallen souls are sacrificed to the priest of the Dark Spider Queen , Those terrifying drows will lend me enough troops to revive the territory?!"

The dwarf's complexion changed when he heard the words, and he was about to ask the question, but just as he was stunned, Lord Morn's rapier stabbed like a poisonous snake's fangs.

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Gymal the Gnome was first a second-rate illusionist, then a third-rate rogue, and when those two abilities combined, he earned a reputation as a first-rate assassin.

But when Kimmel faced the rapier stabbed by Randall, he just realized that the brutal lord in front of him was actually an equally outstanding assassin.The difference is that Randall Morn is a combination of a warrior and a rogue. He is better at killing opponents with unexpected surprise attacks (this is how he killed the consul Malik), but Jimo Er's biggest shortcoming is also a weakness that is difficult for all dwarves to overcome.

Little strength is hard to resist.

Just a face to face, the dwarf's dagger was thrown away, Randall Moon grinned grinningly and was about to stab Kimmel to death with a sword, but he didn't want to see only a flower in front of him, but found that the dwarf he was about to stab to death turned into A cobra swallowing venom.

No one in this world can face a deadly poisonous snake without being frightened, including the cruel former lord of Dagger Valley, Randall Morn's arm holding the sword couldn't help trembling, but he couldn't help stopping the attack But when he took a closer look again, he found that the so-called poisonous snake was just an illusion, and the dwarf who was supposed to be stabbed to death by his sword took the opportunity to run away, which made the former lord very angry .

He strode towards the dwarf angrily, and at the same time shouted: "Dwarf who deserves to be cut to pieces! When I catch you, I will cut off your limbs and blind your eyes, and then I will kill you!" Take out your heart and liver and feed it to the spiders!"

The running dwarf, Gimmel Durind, heard Lord Morn's curse, but he couldn't help shaking his body, and then quickly moved a pair of short legs, escaping even faster.

Of course, Kimmel knew that what Lord Moen said was not out of anger. He had seen this brutal lord do such a thing with his own eyes.Therefore, in order not to be cruelly punished by Lord Morn, the dwarf used all his strength to feed himself.

Lord Morn swung his rapier, and the runner tried to catch up with the damned dwarf, but unfortunately, he found that the little thing ran faster than him, like a quick-witted mouse in the grass, trees and grass. Dodging among the rocks, it always seemed to him that he was just a little short of catching up with the dwarf, and that "little" could never be diminished, and even Kimmel's shadow could not be touched in the end.

At this moment, Randall Morn finally realized that all dwarfs (dwarfs, halflings, excluding dwarves) are born masters of escape, and even if he ran for another year like this, he would never be able to catch up with this damned traitor.

So Randall Morn stopped his pursuit and strode towards the cave that his men had not been able to break through. That was the easiest place to get.

The dwarf emerged from behind a rock, and stood there, calling out, "Hey! Lord who runs like a walker, here I am, if you can catch me!"

Randall Moen turned back and sneered: "Treacherous dwarf! One day you will fall into my hands, but now I want to punish those damned untouchables even more. I will chop off all their heads, if If you are interested, I will spare you a few small heads to make wine vessels."

Gilmore Dulinde's complexion changed again. Of course, he knew that if Randall Morn insisted on attacking the people in the cave, he really had no good way to stop the evil deeds of this brutal lord. After all, he was fighting head-on. In other words, the gap between the two is indeed a bit big, and he couldn't find a good opportunity to sneak attack the highly vigilant Randall Moon.

As a result, the dwarf turned his head and asked, "Lord Randall Morn, you just said that you can exchange fallen souls for the help of the drow. Is that true?"

Randall Moen stopped in his tracks, and he laughed mockingly: "Naive dwarf, do you think I don't know that you want to divert my attention so as to delay the time for those humble untouchables? Ignorant idiot Ah, you don't even know what you're dealing with!"

At this time, a faint voice sounded: "No matter what we are going to face, you can't see it! The cruel Randall Morn!"

Lord Morne turned around quickly, only to see William standing not far away holding the Latis gun upside down and looking at him. Except for the groans of the downed refugees, the surrounding forest was as silent as a cemetery.But this meant a fact that Randall Moon was very unwilling to believe. All the soldiers he brought were killed by William.

Lord Moen felt a little broken. There were more than 20 powerful soldiers and followers, which was almost two-thirds of his elite combat power!How could it be gone in the blink of an eye?

Even if the person in front of him is a legendary fighter, it's impossible to kill them all so easily!

Randall Moen screamed out of composure: "Soldiers! Soldiers! Where are my soldiers? Where are you all? Damn bastards! Come to your lord!"

William waved his gun and said, "Stop shouting! Former Lord Randall Morn, they have already embarked on the journey to the underworld. Before leaving, they asked me to tell you that they want to be with you! "

Randall Morn is no longer young, since he was exiled by Zhentil Castle, he has been an exile for 22 years, and more than 20 years have almost exhausted all the passion and patience of the former lord , only one stubbornness remained to support him to continue to fight for his great cause of lord.

And another support point of Randall Moon's will is a group of elite soldiers under him, they are all murderers who he spent more than 20 years meticulously searching for and training.

But now, all of these precious combat powers were lost in a short period of time, or died in the hands of one person. How did you let the old lord bear it?

Randall Moon howled like a beast. He waved his rapier and rushed towards William recklessly, while shouting in despair: "Liar! You damned liar! Don't try to deceive your lord! My soldier Still there! They're coming! They'll tear you to pieces!"

However, William only raised his battle gun and sent it forward lightly, piercing Randall Morn's studded leather armor and chest.

The former lord finally stopped his madness. He stared blankly at the battle gun piercing his chest, let go and discarded the rapier, and muttered: "Everything is just a fantasy! How could I die in such a place! Died in an unknown place In the hands of the elders?"

He looked at William calmly, and asked, "Young man, tell me your name. I want to know who killed the great Lord of Dagger Valley?"

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William looked at the dying former lord and said with a sneer: "Randall Moon, I know you have bad intentions! But I don't care, listen carefully, since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully .I am William, a new legal lord from the North who is recognized by the natives of Dagger Valley."

The former lord's face became grim. He held the edge of Latis' gun with both hands, and growled with gritted teeth: "No! Only I am the legal lord of Dagger Valley, forever! William, I curse you , Curse everyone in Dagger Valley, my soul will turn into a ghost to watch you, watching you be swallowed up by the shadows from the underground, the dark elves and their gods will give you the punishment you deserve! Hahaha—”

With a flick of his gun, William directly pierced Randall Morn's heart. He looked at the twitching dirty corpse of the former lord, and sneered, "The shadow from the ground? The punishment of the dark elves? I really want to see it." Look at Drizzt Do'Urden's brethren, and those gods of the dark world, what's wrong with them?"

William has heard the reputation of the dark elves for a long time. It is said that their entire race is evil and cruel by nature, including their gods. William can't imagine that a whole race of dark elves is evil. What is it? what kind of mode of existence.

This is exactly the case with the double-knife Heizi that William knows. He is calm, self-disciplined, gentle, full of justice and compassion, and is a very principled chivalrous man.

Although Drizzt also said that in the place where he was born, except for himself and his dead father Zaknafein, there were hardly any kind dark elves.

But as a soul from another world, William can believe that a whole group of people may be biased towards justice or evil, such as a certain military foot basin and a certain mustache chariot in the previous life.But he would never believe that all individuals in a whole group are the same, whether it is mutation or survivor deviation, there should be a minority.

According to William's conjecture, it should be the overall environment of the dark elves, such as the leaders responsible for guiding the direction of the group, and the inaction or deliberate actions of the gods they believe in, which have led to the overall evil tendency of the entire dark elf group.

Obviously, this situation is not normal.

In ordinary times, William would never pay attention to this whole racial bias. He is just a warrior with a little sympathy, not the kind of hero who inspires and saves the people from fire and water.

However, this era is a special period when the gods are knocked down to the mortal world. If possible, William would not mind killing a few evil gods from the dark elves, even if they were all killed.

In fact, very few people in the surface race knew that there was a goddess of goodness among the gods of the dark elves, and William didn't know much about it.

Of course, these are just words.

What William is currently facing is another matter, the rescue of these injured refugees in front of him.William wanted to go to the cave to have a look, but the three poor people guarding the entrance refused to let him go. Even though they were so frightened that they could hardly stand on their feet, they still stood in front of William tremblingly, their faces full of despair and anger. fear.

This is the most admirable thing William has seen since he crossed the Great Sand Sea. It made him happier than seeing Cyrule's stubborn questioning, because he finally met three ordinary people who really had courage. , which means that the people William wants to save are not as bad as imagined.

Although William only needed one finger to poke over the three blockers, he didn't do that, but retreated in a friendly manner.He moved the refugees who were injured and knocked down together, and then began to treat their injuries.

The people who lead the rebel army dealt heavy blows to these refugees who rose up to resist. Most of the injuries were almost crippled, but they would not let them die immediately. After all, the army of beasts still had to torture them carefully. They want to harvest a batch of fallen souls.

Normally, these hard-hit refugees have almost no hope of survival. After all, they certainly cannot afford to hire a priest who is strong enough to treat their fatal injuries. What's more, at this point in time, almost all priests have lost contact with God. Even if someone tried to save them, there was nothing they could do.

But William is not included here, his curse fire power is almost omnipotent, whether it is hurting or saving people, it is very effective.

William transformed the energy of the curse fire in his body into the power of life, and slowly injected it into the body of the injured, and the healed recovered almost as quickly as was visible to the naked eye.

His purpose of saving people this time is different from the last time he saved that stupid young man Yordle. That time William deliberately kept his hand, but this time he wanted to heal the wounded completely, and the curse fire consumed between the two The energy level is definitely not the same.

Consumption is a bit big!William estimated that even if he consumed all the normal spellfire energy in his body, he could only heal two people, but there were nearly 20 wounded who needed to be treated.

Of course, this kind of problem must not be difficult for William, he immediately opened the portal to the flame world, and sent the curse fire seeds into it, and the curse fire seeds that had been left in the flames as a storage battery turned into a flame phoenix and came to the world .

A huge fire phoenix floated and danced in mid-air. This sudden and strange existence stunned those who were lucky enough to witness it.

According to legend, the fire phoenix is ​​more noble and mysterious than the orthodox dragon, so no one dares to underestimate this miraculous bird that appeared unexpectedly.

In the eyes of the dwarf Kimmel Durind and the surviving refugees in front of the cave, the noble phoenix was suspended in the sky above William's head, and a stream of fire linked him to him. William (actually The upper body is supported by the energy of the curse fire) with just a wave of his hand, the sacred flame was bestowed on those injured, and the injured were quickly healed.

In the end, all the people were healed, and all the refugees hiding in the cave came out after hearing the news. Regardless of men, women, or children, they all knelt down in front of William, and affectionately and enthusiastically praised him as the "Son of the Phoenix" .

Of course, the son of the phoenix here does not mean the son of the phoenix, but "a man who is favored by the noble phoenix".Since then, William has also gained an unexpected title - Lord of the Phoenix.

The support team led by Cheval Starcloak did not arrive quickly. When they found their lord, it was almost evening. The half-elf guardian was surprised to find that these refugees who had helped her were extremely respectful to William. It's almost like worshiping him as a god.

When the dwarf told the story of how William summoned the phoenix to heal everyone, and there were a number of refugees who benefited from it, the soldiers under William suddenly had an inexplicable respect for their lord.

Cheval Starcloak also couldn't help but admire the new lord, she felt that she really had to do something in order to integrate into William's team.

After having a full meal of porridge, the refugees embarked on the journey back to the camp under the leadership of William.

It's just that not long after they left, several black figures appeared near the cave. They checked the scene carefully and found the corpse that William and the others had buried before they left.

The body of the former lord Randall Morn was specially found out, and one of the black shadows began to chant a spell to him, and soon a black shadow came out of the body.

At this time, a clear voice suddenly sounded: "Everyone! Good evening!"

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The voice came so abruptly that the black shadows were a little caught off guard, but their reaction speed was extremely fast, everyone was holding their knives and drawing their swords, and their weapons were all matte.

As soon as one of the black shadows raised his hand, he shot a cloud of ink-like mist towards the place where the sound sounded, and the mist was even darker than the night, making it impossible to stretch one's fingers.

It's just that the black shadow that shot out the black mist was not praised by his companions, on the contrary, he was severely whipped.

The black shadow who beat her companion with a whip was the one who took the shadow from the corpse of the former Morn lord. She reprimanded her reckless companion in a language that ordinary people could not understand, and then loudly said in a common language with a pleasant voice: "The people on the surface Humans, we are looking for lost partners, have you seen them?"

Before anyone could answer in the darkness, the shadow of Lord Morn that was drawn out just now suddenly began to tremble, and the shadow quickly turned into the appearance of Randall Morn before he was alive, screaming in a voice full of hatred and viciousness : "William! Kill my murderer! I curse you! I curse all those who betray me in this land, the power of darkness will swallow you!"

The piercing sound made all the creatures present couldn't help frowning and covering their ears.

Then the black figure that looked like Randall Morn got into its icy corpse again, and then "he" stood up from the ground staggeringly, and Randall Morn was resurrected.

The shadow man who spoke before exclaimed: "Damn! This human lord actually used the curse of hatred in advance, and he is about to become an uncontrollable earth-bound spirit!"

However, the revived Randall Moon quickly controlled his body movement trajectory. Although its movements were stiff like a robot with rusty joints, whether it was walking or running, it was much faster than normal people. The cloudy eyes are dark red, like charcoal ashes that are about to burn to the end.

The earth-bound spirit Randall Moen stared in a certain direction for a second, and then roared with a distorted face: "Murderer! Kill my murderer! Are you ready to meet your doomsday?!" Then he was like a robber He ran over on all fours like a eating wild dog.

Unexpectedly, a water-like knife light suddenly appeared, turning into a torrent and sweeping across the dead body of the earth-bound spirit, accompanied by a scream that pierced the soul, the newly born earth-bound spirit was dismembered into countless Duan, turned into ashes and dissipated into the invisible.

I saw William turning out from a certain dark place holding the autumn water knife. He stood not far from the dark shadows and said, "My friends who can't see the light, I have a proposal. Can you please go back to the dark place?" , never appear again?!"

These faceless black shadows heard the words, but under the gesture of the person holding the whip, each of them revealed their true colors. They have the same facial features, pale hair, dark skin and pointed ears, and one To the crimson eyes, they turned out to be a group of drow, the kin of Willem's friend Drizzt Do'Urden.

The leader who holds the whip is a female drow with a big heart and a delicate and beautiful face, but she has the power to make her companions quite frightened.

The female drow said in a seductive voice, "What should I call you, surface human?"

William said: "I am the new lord of this land, William. I am curious, drows, are you invading the surface?"

The female drow showed a happy smile on her face, and she made a few cryptic gestures to her subordinates, saying: "No! Human lords on the surface, my family has no plans to attack the surface on a large scale. But we The god has encountered some troubles, and now he needs some delicious souls to restore his strength."

William squinted at the male drow who secretly surrounded him, and pretended not to know, and said, "Oh? Is there anything I can do to help?"

The female drow smiled slyly: "Of course... yes! Quickly! Grab this human nobleman! It will be our best bargaining chip to control this valley!"

I saw several male drow cast their respective spell-like spells at William at the same time, the ink-like mist, the sticky spider web, and the purple ominous demon fire.

But none of these evil forces from Zhuo Er caused any hindrance to William, because a more dazzling flame ignited on his body surface—the cursed fire.The cursefire devoured the energy of all the spells of the drow race, turned them into dust of failure, and drove back the male drow who wanted to approach.

Immediately afterwards, William rubbed his body and rushed forward, heading straight for the only female drow.

A sharp shadow of the whip cut across the face, and through the traces of starlight, William's extraordinary vision could clearly see that the scales protruding from the whip were like barbs on the blade's edge. Tear off a large piece of flesh.

William, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed the scabbard of the whip, but it was like grabbing seven inches of a snake. The vicious sawtooth scale whip immediately lost its power, but at this moment, the end of the scale whip in William's hand It suddenly swelled and turned into a ferocious poisonous snake's head, opened its mouth with venomous fangs, and bit at his throat with lightning speed.

It's a pity that with a flick of William's fingers holding the whip sheath, he cut the snake's neck into several sections, and the flying snake's head hit the protective layer of curse fire on his body, turning into a pool of fly ash.

Under the horrified and inexplicable eyes of the female drow, William grabbed her by the neck, and then threw her to the ground with a [sound boom].

William put the sword on the neck of the female drow who was almost knocked unconscious, then looked at the male drow who wanted to attack him again, and said, "If you don't want me to kill her with a knife, you'd better stop!" Come down!"

Hearing the words, several drow men froze at first, but then eagerly wanted to continue besieging William.

William was a little surprised and said: "You actually want your companion to die? That's not a good idea!" As he spoke, he suddenly slashed twice, cutting out two hidden figures from nothingness, and then he Kicking them out one by one, including their broken poisoned daggers.

Then William unleashed a deadly flame, which harmed no one, but made a group of drow afraid to attack again.

One of the male drows suddenly said: "The lord of the surface humans, you have ruined all of us!"

William asked curiously: "I only arrested one of you, and I showed mercy to all of you. Why do you say I ruined you?"

The male drow said: "I am Galak, the second son of the Hilti family, and what you are capturing now is my elder sister, Stirina, who is our current mistress and leader, and the only confidant of our god. The moment you hurt her, it means that all of us have neglected our duty. Whether Stilena is dead or alive, she and the god she serves will not let us go."

At this time, the female Drowstelena, who had recovered, yelled fiercely: "Shut up! Damn Galak! You talk too much!"

Then she glared at William and said: "Stupid mortal! You have caused trouble that you can't afford! I am here on behalf of the gods, and any harm you do to me is a blasphemy to the gods. The great Holy Lord will let Your territory is full of blood, and the dead are everywhere."

William pretended to be trembling and said, "I'm so scared! Ma'am, who is your Lord?"

The female dark elf Stilena said proudly: "My holy master is called the Avenger, the mistress of all undead and revenge! He is the messenger of death, the battle banner of revenge, and the legendary queen of dark elves. His name For Kiaran Sari!"

Kiaran Sari was originally a mortal, a dark elf queen from another plane, and later she seized some divine power and became an evil god in charge of immortality and revenge.

Of course, William didn't know much about the situation of this evil god, but this did not prevent him from wanting to hunt this evil saint.That's right, when William discovered that the spells used by the female drow in front of him did not come directly from the magic net - this was a small authority he got from Dasofelia, and he could see the source of a spellcaster's spells, In this way, its identity can be judged-William knew that there was an incarnation of a god hidden in the nearby area-the saint.

William has faced many saints before, from the reluctant struggle when facing Ibrando at the beginning, to the calmness when confronting Sivanus, he no longer has any fear or fear of this kind of existence known as the incarnation of gods. contempt.

An evil god who masters immortality and vengeance obviously hinders William's redemption plan. He doesn't want such a thunderous guy to add variables to his plan.

Therefore, the purpose of William deliberately staying to ambush the drow is to follow the clues to find the target. Whether it is to kill the opponent or expel them will depend on the situation.