The Swordsman of Faerûn

At this time, the elves around the camp had already started shouting and attacking the human camp.The elf saint suddenly had an idea, he felt that he should be more brave in front of his followers.

Then the Deceiver shouted: "Human! You are too arrogant! You should bow your proud head before the great Erevan Erahir, and salute me! Now! Accept the punishment from your Lord Bar!"

After shouting the slogan, the elven sage rushed up again, swinging his swords.

The Autumn Water Knife and the long and short swords collided no less than hundreds of times at high speed, and every time, a hidden force would hit the arm of the elf saint.

When William used the autumn water knife to split the opponent's Mischievous Sword (Elf Long Sword) again, the strength accumulated in the arm of the saint suddenly exploded, causing his arm holding the swift fencing sword to fall into temporary numbness and weak.

At this time, William grabbed the saint's wrist and twisted it suddenly, then sent it forward, and immediately sent the fencing sword held by the saint into his chest.

The sage of the elf looked at William with disbelief. He never expected that he would be injured by his swift sword, and his own divine power was also hurting his own essence. This has nothing to do with suicide. What a difference!

If Erevan Elathil really dies here, then he will become a joke among all gods, and the Seldarine pantheon will also become a laughing stock of others (gods).

Of course, William is not having a good time at this time, because he is accepting some kind of inner questioning that is almost like that of Huang Zhong Dalu.

"Mortal William! You promised not to meddle in the disputes among the saints! Now! You have violated your original oath!"

William shouted in his heart: "No! I didn't! The other party deliberately came to trouble me, and I have the right to fight back! It's so difficult that when those gods yell at me, I can only let them hurt me at will. , but can’t protect itself? How can there be such a reason in the world!”

"Even if the saint of Seldarine is at fault, this is not a reason for you to kill him at will!"

William argued: "He hit the knife himself, what can I do! My sword is not stained with His blood! Don't accuse the good man!"

The magnificent voice in his heart paused for a moment, wondering if he was stunned by William's "shameless" sophistry!But the voice soon resounded.

"William, save that god. In exchange, a friend beside you will also wake up. Otherwise, no matter how much you argue, the punishment for breaking your oath will still come!"

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William is not a coward. Although sometimes he will hide his minions temporarily due to the situation, but he will never endure such intimidation and coercion that rides on his face.

"You try to come down with a punishment! See if I'm too frightened! You violated your oath and gave you a face, didn't you?! The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, come out if he is brave enough!" William pretended to be a tired rascal The appearance is full of angry words, but the heart is calm and secretly planning.

The voice in my heart that only William could hear paused for a long time before re-sounding.

"Your Excellency William, you don't have any deep hatred with the gods of Seldarine, why do you have to kill them all! Erevan was just confused for a while, and he didn't know that the opponent was a human hero like you, so he offended him. I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive him once. !"

William murmured in his heart, and asked, "I heard you speak like an arrogant saint. Who are you? How dare you show your true face in front of me?"

But the voice said: "Your Excellency William's prestige is too great, his methods are too scary, and he has the capital to walk freely in the mortal world. I really dare not reveal it. But I do have another younger generation, and I have some friendship with that kid Ariven. , He will come to visit with a gift in a while."

Then the voice disappeared into nothingness.

William waited for a while, but could no longer respond to the other party.At this moment, the rebel army outside the camp is on the offensive, and countless arrows are scattered into the camp like crows homing in. Almost every arrow can be accurately aimed at a guard. Even William, who is the opponent, has to Admire the archery prowess of these foes.

Fortunately, the members of William's guards each had a shield, excellent body armor, and a sheep wall for hiding.The sheep wall is a defensive facility in classical warfare. It is almost a relatively solid low wall, usually built with stone bricks or hardwood, and some have archery crenels.

This kind of sheep wall is generally only chest high, and people can be covered by the sheep wall as long as they squat down. It is an excellent facility for avoiding arrows and stones (small).

The sheep walls in William's camp were densely packed with thigh-thick tree trunks, and the guards hid behind the sheep walls. Unless the opponents used large bed crossbows and catapults, it was almost impossible for the attacking elves to kill them with arrows alone.

However, due to the outstanding archery skills of elf archers, there are always some unlucky ones who will inevitably suffer bad luck.A young guard who was looking out finally paid the price for his frivolity. This guy was nailed to the cheek by an elf feather arrow, but he didn't die directly, but fell to the ground moaning in pain.

Several others were shot by Liu Ya, and even if the armor protection on them was not comprehensive enough, these guys would have been shot to death on the spot.

And after taking a closer look, William discovered a terrifying thing.That is, the reason why the guards injured by Ruya were injured was not bad luck, but the enemy consciously sniped.

In William's cognition, it is not impossible for the shot arrow to turn, but it is all achieved with the help of wind force, arrow feathers and even gravity. It is not surprising to say that.

But it was not easy to shoot William's enemies. Those arrows could suddenly change direction by colliding with certain obstacles, and then accurately hit the target that the shooter really wanted to shoot.

A shooter of this level is so terrifying that even the legendary eagle shooters in human beings are inferior. At this time, William couldn't help but feel a little lucky. He has almost achieved the ultimate in the protection of his soldiers, otherwise these young people may really be killed. The enemy was named and killed one by one.

William didn't know that the elf who was attacking his guard soldiers with the archery method of colliding and turning was actually a top jungle archer master. A top professional who specializes in long-range ejection weapons.

Except for the elves, very few humans would choose this advanced level, because the advanced level of the jungle shooter has a very serious problem, that is, it takes a long enough time to polish the shooting skills, and it is difficult for short-lived species with a short lifespan. Go down this road.

William couldn't just watch his subordinates being sniped at by the enemy, especially the guards who were shot began to show signs of poisoning, which indicated that the enemy started to use poisoned arrows.

And this also means that no matter how well protected the soldiers on William's side are, if their bodies are scratched by the opponent's poisoned arrows, it may cause fatal injuries.

The good news is that there is only one master jungle shooter on the enemy side. As long as William can suppress or even kill him (or her), basically these rebels have nothing to sing.

William looked at the dying saint who was being tormented by his divine power, reached out and pulled out the short sword [Quick Strike] stuck in his chest, and then gave his subordinates an order, and jumped out of the camp wall.

The four elf rebels found William who was out of the camp alone, and they immediately surrounded him with weapons, trying to surround and kill the "fleeing" human.

It's a pity that the elves' movements were too slow. Before they got close, William had already charged tens of meters. He was like a shadow leopard dashing like a ghost with full explosive power, making him elusive.

And the master archer in the dense forest also found William who was sprinting, and immediately countless arrows wrapped around William with a deadly scream. All of William's evasion spaces, after closing a certain distance, can actually adjust the flight angle a second time, and re-target William himself as the final attack target.

And this is the core ability of the jungle shooter masters, and it is also the guarantee for them to master the collision and bending shooting technique (ballistic adjustment) - [Coordinated Shooting Art] (Coordinated Shooting Art: Supernatural ability, the jungle shooter can regain the hit of its projectile weapon attack roll, and must accept the rerolled result, whether it is better or worse than the original result).

Theoretically, the arrows shot by the master shooter in the dense forest cannot be avoided by (mortals). Even for a master like William, it is very troublesome to completely avoid the opponent's sniper shots.

However, sometimes seemingly complicated problems can often be solved with very simple tactics.

When those poisonous arrows were about to approach him, William didn't have any intention of avoiding them. He charged forward at a high speed while swinging the dagger [Quick Strike] that approached the arrows. All the ones that can't be supported will be picked up or knocked down.

More arrows were shot at William from the darkness, the space was still blocked by scattering first, and finally the trajectory was adjusted to surround William.William still knocked down the arrow with the dagger, and his impact speed was not affected at all, but the direction of his attack was changed.

In fact, William didn't realize a problem, and the reason was that he didn't understand the profession of jungle shooter. [Coordinated Archery] As a supernatural ability, it is not a skill that ordinary jungle shooters can use at will.

Even the top jungle shooter master can only use the number of times a day is extremely limited, let alone an opponent as unscrupulous as William faced, who simply uses the super kill as a flat cut.

At this moment, the master archer in the dense forest is also a little flustered. The saint of the great archer Soronor Shanlandri has changed his shooting position three times, but every time the mortal who came to kill him can adjust his charge almost simultaneously. The direction of , is rapidly solved at a seemingly irreversible rate.

The saint fired two more rounds of arrows at an extremely fast speed, and even the two endless quiveres on his back could not supply enough arrows. Even though each of these arrows was as lethal as a heavy crossbow, they never caused any damage to William. How much trouble.

When William's figure appeared close to the archer, and both sides could see each other's figure with the naked eye, the saint stopped attacking. He threw the [Long Strike] longbow in his hand on the ground, and There is an endless quiver on the back, and a long elf dagger on the waist.

William rushed to the other party in surprise and stopped. Instead of attacking the jungle shooter master who had disarmed himself, he asked coldly, "Elf, do you think that if you give up your resistance, I won't kill you?" ?”

The beautiful elf untied the dark green cloak on his body, revealing an amazing and graceful demeanor. He said with a playful smile, "Of course, there is no hatred between us. Why do you have any reason to kill me?"

William frowned and said, "You killed my guard!"

The elf archer smiled and said: "Those arrows and poison are not fatal, as long as you use the antidote, they will be safe and sound soon."

"You're lying! I don't believe it!" William didn't believe the other party's words, because all the arrows shot at him just now contained deadly poison, and the terrible threat has been entangled with him.

The saint came to William with light steps, stretched out his slender fingers and tried to touch him, but William avoided it first, his perception reminded him that it was not a good thing to be touched by this beautiful elf.

The great archer, the elven saint, withdrew his fingers regretfully, and continued, "Please believe me, Your Excellency William. The holiness of Sed Ryan has no intention of being your enemy. We only want to save our dying companions."

William suddenly looked back, but saw a golden light glowing in the camp behind him, accompanied by moving music, it seemed that a holy angel sang the hymn of life, and it was like the movement of the morning dew of vitality dripping from the stamens.

The elves and half-elves who were attacking the camp also stopped fighting after seeing the golden light. Many elves didn't even care about the environment they were in, and embraced and kissed without any scruples.

What is more eye-catching is that many of the elves in close contact are even men, at least William is quite uncomfortable with this.

William snorted involuntarily, but quickly took away the longbow and endless quiver thrown away by the great archer, and then turned around and rushed to the camp.Several little girls were hiding in the camp, and he was a little worried that they would encounter some danger or accident.

When William returned to the camp, he finally saw the source of the golden light.It was a vase-like transparent crystal pot, which contained half a pot of golden liquid that was as crystal clear as nectar, and it was those liquids that continuously reflected the soft golden light around.

Of course, what is really eye-catching is not the crystal pot and the golden liquid in the pot, but the two "people" next to the pot, or should I say two elf saints, please forgive me for not using "they" to express , but used "they" which can more accurately express the physical characteristics of their saints.

They embraced each other unrestrainedly, and poured out their emotions to each other with a long kiss like Frankie.And all mortals (mainly men, or women with a man's mentality) who see this scene will basically fall into a state of being unable to hold themselves, and start to imitate them involuntarily.

The reason for saying almost is that William, who is also a man, was not affected, he just felt a kind of anger, a kind of anger at their wanton twisting of the nature of life.

William threw out the [Quick Strike] dagger fiercely, and shot at the two saints who ecstasy and love each other.

The saints of the elves did not lose their vigilance because of their obsession. One of the saints jumped away immediately, and the other saint, Erevan Elahil, sat weakly on the ground with an angry expression on his face. looked at William.

And the other holy man who avoided it said a little bit embarrassedly: "Your Excellency William, it is a very annoying behavior to disturb others at will! Don't you feel ashamed of this?!"

William said angrily, "Hmph! You should be the ones who should be ashamed of doing such an outrageous thing in public!"

The saint immediately defended angrily when he heard the words: "The pursuit of love and that is our freedom and right! No one can interfere with us!"

William took a sip, and said: "If you do whatever you like in a place where others can't see, I don't bother to care about it! In the public, only animals and beasts don't care about the occasion. Are you animals or beasts? ?”

The holy man was a little dumb. He wanted to use his status to make an arrogant argument, but seeing William's fierce appearance, he didn't dare to continue this topic.

He said: "Your Excellency William, please forgive my impoliteness when we meet for the first time. I am Avachel, from the great Bloomberg, and the god-sent companion of Erevan Erahir. By the way, I would like to represent my Greetings from my sister Asterina! She asked me to tell you that a foal named Isabella is visiting in her cave. If you want to meet the naughty little thing, please remember Fulfill the dragon knight's promise."

Hearing this, William was furious. Even with his superficial political acumen, he was able to understand the meaning of the other party's words. There was a giant dragon watching over his foundation that was taking shape.

Of course, it’s not that William is reluctant to bear power and status, but that these giant dragons are really bad things. We agreed to share weal and woe together. Push it out to top the vat, and now you can enjoy the same sweets, but you jump out again to pick peaches.

As for the missing Isabella, please forgive William for laughing first, he wants to see which idiot dares to threaten himself with that little thing.

Do you really think I can't lift a knife anymore? !

William glanced at Avachel irrefutably, and said with a sneer, "If you have anything else to say, I suggest you finish it in one breath!"

Avachel pointed to the crystal pot on the ground, and said: "The spring water from Yongjin Pond is in full bloom there. If you have a companion who is unconscious, you can use the spring water from Yongjin Pond to wake her up."

William couldn't help but glanced at the golden spring water, and asked, "Can a demented child be awakened?"

Although Avachel didn't know who William was talking about, but when he came, he had received special instructions, so he replied: "No! The water of the Eternal Gold Pond can only purify the fallen soul, but it cannot save the lost part. .A great wise man let me tell you that what is lost cannot be recovered, but what is missing can slowly make up for itself.”

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For many gods, sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing.

The cause of the fall of many gods in the past is that they knew too much.

Avachel knew this very well, so he didn't get to the bottom of it when he sent the message, even though he knew that he could easily find out many great secrets from William if he was a little more careful. These secrets are invaluable aids in ascending to higher personalities.

It's just that as a demigod who is regarded as an ancient mercury dragon and has a powerful dragon god as his sister, Avachel knows more taboos about gods than other gods.

However, after looking at the haggard appearance of his dying intimate partner, Avachel failed to follow his sister's instructions and turned around to leave. Instead, he approached William and pleaded in a low voice: "Your Excellency William, I know you have the source of energy." Power is what mortals call curse fire. Please also use the power of origin energy to heal poor Erevan, if he leaves in such a weak state, he will definitely become the hunting target of other saints."

However, William said: "It doesn't matter to me whether others hunt him or not! Besides, he ran over to assassinate me so stupidly, and in the end, I treated his wounds and illnesses. You think I'm stupid!"

Avachel said humbly: "Dear King of the Valley, we are willing to pay the reward."

"Pay the reward? Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who is short of money? Who are you shivering!" William shouted with a face full of ruffians.

Avachel looked around anxiously for a while, but picked up the [Quick Strike] dagger that William had thrown away just now, handed it to William, and pointed to the [Quick Strike] dagger that William had confiscated from another saint. Long Shot] Longbow and Endless Quiver.

He said: "We are willing to give you these weapons as a reward. They are very powerful weapons and can even hurt real gods."

William slapped off the [Swift Strike] dagger, feigning anger, and said, "I need you to give me the spoils I got by my own ability! You have no sincerity at all! You want me to save that guy!" , there is no door!"

After speaking, William also intentionally scattered a few sparks containing life energy, and slowly sent them to the guards who were shot by the enemy's poisoned arrows to heal their wounds.

Especially the unlucky guy with the arrow in the cheek, William poured a lot of life energy into his body, so that the open wound on his cheek healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, William smiled and said to the saint Avachel, who was beating his brows, "I'm sorry, my curse fire energy is exhausted, and I can't save your lover even if I try to save it!"

Avachel really wants to kill this rogue-like human lord in front of him. If you say you don't save him, you can't save him, and you deliberately play tricks in front of him. Do you really think that our saint has no temper!

Of course, you have to bear your temper. What makes Avacher better than Seldarine's two allies is that he is better informed.

For example, some time ago, the family of the warmongers gathered a group of saints to beat someone up, but instead of taking advantage of it, they were beaten to the ground, which was completely embarrassing.

The fierce battle between mortals and saints was not widely spread, and even the gods of several forces were deliberately creating information suppression to reduce the number of insiders.

Most of the gods in Seldarine don't know the truth here, otherwise they wouldn't come to tease William's tiger whiskers for an inconspicuous territory, and they wouldn't foolishly give away his head as soon as they came up.

If this unlucky saint was not Avachel's close companion, he would never have approached William to make himself uncomfortable.

It is precisely because he knows William's fierceness that even if Avachel is really angry, he can only bear it.

Avachel suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked with a smile: "Everyone knows that Sir William has a lair of flames, which can transform infinite energy. I don't know what price we have to pay to let Your Excellency Sent to rescue Erevan?"

William pondered for a while, then squinted and said, "I have an idea, I'm afraid you won't be able to make the decision!"

Avachel asked curiously: "What can I not be the master of? I am a god!"

William sneered: "Can you be the master of Cormanthor's ownership?!"

Avachel was stunned for a moment, and said a little embarrassingly: "This... I really don't care. But you are a human lord, why do you want to take the idea of ​​​​the territory of the elf kingdom? Could it be that the whole valley can't satisfy your desire? Does the lord have an appetite?"

However, William opened his mouth and uttered Song Da's famous saying: "How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch! I can accept the elves as my people, but I can't tolerate an unstable elf kingdom next to it as a source of chaos."

At this time, a voice came from a distance: "Kormanthor is the place of protection of elves, how could it become a source of chaos?"

Both William and Avachel turned their heads to look where the sound came from, only to see the archer whose bow and arrows were snatched by William jumped in from outside the camp.

The great archer Soronor Shanlandry, the god of hunting of the elves, continued: "The elegant race has lived in the jungle of Cormanthor for thousands of years, and has always maintained the tranquility of this land. When humans began to invade the valley At that time, we tolerantly accepted you, but now you humans are gaining momentum, but you want to snatch our land, don’t you think this kind of behavior is too shameless?!"

William stared at the elf saint, and said calmly: "Elf! Don't think that I don't know the origin of this land! Humans reclaiming the valley, to put it bluntly, is just returning to their homeland. Your so-called tolerance has never been a discovery of conscience. , but a compromise that had to be made in the face of the powerful strength of human beings.

What's going on in Comanthor today, you elves should know better than me, a human lord.Monsters are rampant, demons appear frequently, and the drow from the ground are encroaching on a large area of ​​the residence of the ground elves.

I heard that you have secretly transferred your people to the western island of Evermeet for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many real pure-blooded elves are still living in the entire Comanthor jungle. Can you tell me the truth? ? "

The holy man, the god of elf hunting, widened his eyes in surprise, and looked at William with some horror.