Netheril’s Brilliance

Until he ran to the bottom of the small hill, Huot couldn't believe that he actually escaped. He didn't want to recall how frightened he was in the basement. Every time he heard the endless screams of terror from above, he would To be able to clearly understand - that is my future fate!

Before being captured and turned into a slave, Holt was a thief in the slums of Dorez. His daily life was constantly looking for prey, escaping from patrols, and enduring the exploitation of local gangs.

Relying on a somewhat clever mind and fairly flexible skills, he did not fall into the hands of the patrol team with a few votes like countless colleagues. In his professional career, the most glorious record was successfully stealing a The wallet of the apprentice-level soldier was not found. Although the golden and lovely gold coins in that wallet were finally honored to the gangsters, his record at that time still made him a little famous among the thieves in the slums!

But no matter how famous he is, he is only a thief and not a professional. As an ordinary person, he has succeeded tens of thousands of times in his theft operations, but because of a single mistake, he was accidentally stunned by a small stone. Pour, it's all over!

There is nothing humane about the treatment of prisoners in Dorez City. Prisoners with minor crimes will be thrown into jail for a few days, prisoners with serious crimes will be executed on the spot, and those criminals who committed neither nor serious crimes... ...and sold as slaves if there is not enough gold to atone!

Unfortunately, Huot belongs to this kind of criminal who has neither nor serious crimes and has no money, so he unfortunately became a slave, but what is even more unfortunate... His buyer is an evil mage!

In the gloomy weather of the night, Holt took a deep breath of the rancid air. This place is still in the erosion range of the abyss, but Holt still feels that the air here is fresh and wonderful, at least much better than the bloody smell in the basement. !

Five or six skinny fugitive slaves also held hostage a little girl and followed Holt's footsteps.

All of them followed Huot's advice with the support of a pure desire to survive, and together hijacked this weak-looking little girl mage.

The whole plan went surprisingly smoothly. The little mage who was able to use spells to dig a tunnel didn't yell and struggle as he expected from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even show some resistance, but this didn't make Holt feel ashamed. be happy!

After running to the foot of the mountain, Huot realized that his so-called plan was not clever at all. Originally, according to his idea, as long as he ran to the small town, spread out and drilled into the alleys, there would be a little chance of escape. In addition, there was this little girl as a hostage, and the other party used a trick to delay for some time. Finally, relying on his many years of experience in walking the streets and alleys, he might really be able to escape!

But at this time, he discovered that the houses around the foot of the mountain are all empty houses. Because a little bit of abyssal breath would be unbearable to ordinary people, the residents near the small hill have already moved away in a hurry. .

And even more desperate things followed one after another. Five or six fugitive slaves, including myself, discovered a terrible fact... Their physical strength could not keep up!

They hadn't eaten or drank a drop of water in the basement for more than three days. They were all dizzy and weak. After a long run from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, they were already staring at gold stars. No matter what, they couldn't run anymore!

Even the nimble thief Holt felt that his limbs were cold and his vision was blurred. He knew that if he ran so hard, before he reached the town, these few slaves would be escaped after all. Die on the road to freedom!

After much thought, Holt decided to go to those crumbling houses to rest for ten minutes, at least find some water to replenish to survive! At least don't end up in such a tragic way of dying from exhaustion!

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Sitting on a chair made of vines in the center of the White Tower hall, Punk amusedly sensed the information obtained by the prophecy spell. These little mice still have the guts to stop in a few broken houses to rest? Do you really think you escaped from birth?

Shaking his head, Punk mocked ordinary people's ignorance of magic in his heart, and then gave orders to the flesh and blood golem...

In the gloomy night, as the gate of the White Tower slowly opened, a tall humanoid creature in a gray robe stepped out of the gate, stepping heavily on the cracked ground, with howling cold wind blowing past, The blood-red claws of the flesh and blood golem slowly protruded from the tattered robe, and the seven red eyes ripped through the night like the gaze of an evil spirit!

Accompanied by a frightening explosion, Flesh Golem No. 1 rushed down the mountain. Under the effect of strong acceleration, No. 1's huge body easily tore through the thin air, leaving a trail of gray Mixed with afterimages of red awns!

This is a killing machine made for fighting, it can take orders from punks to act, now, it's time to test its ability to receive orders and execute them, and the target of the first test is... the group of people who don't know Live and die mice!

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Bilan sat blankly on the icy floor, the rotten wooden door creaked against the cold wind outside. Two skinny skeletons sat paralyzed next to the girl. They were so exhausted that they didn't move. If the slave might as well be breathing weakly, it really looked like a corpse that was air-dried after a few days of death!

Bilan saw this group of poor slaves in the basement. She never imagined what would happen to Punk if she took away the materials. She had seen the corpses piled up in the corner. , the soul after death must be taken out for experiments, which made Bilan, who always thought she was kind and righteous, unable to accept it.

When there was no chance, Bi Lan would only persuade herself that as an apprentice-level sorcerer, it was not that she didn't want to save these people, it was just that she had no other way. When talking about the plan, she felt that she had no excuse to continue pretending to be ignorant!

As a result... Bi Lan, whose sense of justice was overwhelming, did this stupid act that even thinking about it now felt extremely irrational.

Those ordinary people don't know the power of official mages, how can Bi Lan not know?

With the existence of official-level prophecy spells, the so-called escape from birth is just a joke. At this moment, the righteous impulse in her heart gradually faded, and Bilan began to feel a suffocating pressure slowly wrapping her body. whole soul!

Oh my god! How could I go crazy and resist an official mage? It's over!

Just like many contradictory teenagers and girls, they may be fearless when their blood is hot, but once the blood in their hearts subsides and their reason returns to their brains, the regret for their stupid impulses will come in bursts.

Bilan now only feels that Punk's cold eyes are always floating in her heart and watching her, she is terrified now, the fate of those experimental subjects is still vivid in her memory, she is very afraid that she will be the next one whose soul is drawn out!

But as an apprentice mage, she couldn't think of anything other than hiding beside a wooden wall and shivering!

Now, she really regretted it. Amidst the whistling wind howling like a ghost, the face of an immature boy slowly appeared in Bi Lan's mind.

Diqido...

Bi Lan's lips twitched slightly, no one except herself knew what she said!

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