Sword and Magic and Taxi

Lamashtu is known as the god of nightmares. He is in charge of the three major responsibilities of destruction, monsters and nightmares. He is an evil demon with a face like a wolf's head, wings on his back, and two scimitars. His followers are almost neurotic and crazy, believing that reality is nothing but a constraint and full of depression. The fear of darkness hidden in nightmares is the most limitless power.

In the distant past, Lamashtu was once widely worshiped in this land, and his cunning, frantic and exciting power attracted countless creatures. In the face of life and death threats, this kind of power can indeed help people survive, but once it is contaminated, it can easily become addictive.

Only later, with the cataclysm of the earth, the Dark Ages cut off transportation in this northern area. The isolated Lamashtu believers devoured each other and caused destruction with their own madness. An artifact mask belonging to a high-ranking priest of Lamashtu was left behind. Its origin and purpose were misunderstood, and it later became a tool of rule for the owner of Serpent Cliff Castle.

The mask once again caused madness, leading to the destruction of Serpent's Cliff Castle. Among the ruins, only nightmare creatures like Angry Servants are left wandering around, wailing miserably day and night. Whether it is a druid, a dwarf or a jungle ranger, they have always wanted to find this mask and destroy it, but they have found nothing in hundreds of years. They can only clean out the angry minions every year to prevent their numbers from accumulating.

But a new generation of priests of Lamashtu grew up and found this mask according to the instructions of their gods. The angry servants became its army, and the Nightmare God's first order was to occupy the town of Nebo, destroy the druids, and twist everything along the shores of the Lake of Ashes.

An army composed of bugbears, kobolds and trolls came to the town of Nebo and had a fierce battle with the local guards. Nebo Town is not an easy thing to chew. The convenient guilds attract a large number of adventurers. They are dedicated to survival, exploration and monster elimination. They have rich experience and amazing combat power. Relying on a low stone wall, these adventurers and the forces of the Nightmare God were inextricably locked in a stalemate from sunrise to near sunset.

Thok! Thok, where did you go again?! Green carried a wooden box and searched for traces of the dwarves along the city wall. Fortunately, through the battle, everyone knew who the dwarf Sok was and gave him directions.

Oh my God, why have you become bald! I told you to be careful, but why did you still burn your hair?

The dwarf's face was dark, and the hair on his head was like a grassland burned by wildfire. The ground was exuding green smoke, and only a few lucky grasses were left, still standing stubbornly. The dwarf picked up an oilcloth and wiped his eyes hard, and then two light circles appeared on his pure black face.

As long as the beard is not burned, I don't care about the hair anymore. Suok put his warhammer gun aside, dug it with his fingers, and opened the wooden box. Is this the last reserve? Is this the only thing the entire guild has?

Green spread his hands with a helpless expression on his face: Not only are we in need, several alchemists are also seizing the time to make potions. You also know that if the catapults outside the city are not destroyed, Nebo Town will inevitably fall. .”

Then, Green lowered his voice and said: I also noticed that they made a batch of underwater breathing potion. I can't mistake that blue drink with floating bubbles. While they weren't paying attention, I took two more Keep the bottle yourself, if it doesn’t work, you can escape from the Lake of Ashes.”

Even if you kill me, I won't go underwater!

If you don't go underwater, I won't go either. So then you can kill me. Green knew that the dwarf was very brave and would rather die than look back and retreat, so he could only threaten his own life. Thok fumed, but he would eventually give in.

It's a pity that Mike is not here. The hair he makes is the most stable and has the best effect. If he were here, my hair would be saved. Suoke scratched his head regretfully. It seemed that he didn't It doesn't matter as much as it says.

Why don't you hope for something better? What can Mike do here? Can he be better than the two of us in terms of fighting? Green snorted: Everyone who can escape is one, and with him here, I have more One person to take care of.”

Bah! You take care of me? I have killed no less than twenty enemies, including three trolls, what about you?

That's almost it. Green licked his lips, took out a wine bag from somewhere, and drank it with the dwarf. You see, this is just taking care of you, hehe. You also know that my real skill is deception. On the battlefield, a person like me can get along very well. However, sometimes I also wonder, if Mike is here It’s pretty good here. He has a very fast mind and may be able to figure out a way to escape.”

Isn't it enough if you win? Why do you think so much?

No, just listen to me... Green approached the dwarf, but he pressed his palm on his face and pushed him away effortlessly.

I've made up my mind, don't say it, it will affect your mood. Suoke pointed to the empty wine bag, and then said: You might as well go find some more of this kind of thing when you have time.

Alas... Green sighed. He was not optimistic about this siege. If we simply calculate the combat power inside and outside the city, Neibo Town actually has the advantage. Although the monsters outside the town are powerful, they are not organized. They rush up in a swarm and cannot fully exert their full strength. With the help of the low wall, the adventurers used their own tricks to repel the enemy's attacks time and time again.

But there was no counterattack, which made Green see some facts clearly: As hired adventurers, they lack the spirit of sacrifice. Unless they are absolutely sure, no one will do anything like leaving the city wall, no matter how high the bounty is. Same thing.

If the stalemate continues like this, Green won't be too worried about bugbears, trolls and kobolds, and even the trebuchets won't be able to solve anything. But he recognized the holy symbol on the flag opposite and knew that it was the symbol of Lamashtu, the god of nightmares. It was a god who could create and control nightmares, and its priest might have similar powers. Once night falls, when it's time to take a break from the shift, trouble can begin.

He didn't know exactly what would happen, but he just felt that there was a lot of risk involved. Weapons and tactics are not everything that determines victory or defeat. Morale also plays a decisive role in many situations.

He spat hard and began to think about his retreat again. He would never wait to die with an idiot, once was enough.

Look, that Orc General has come out again. The adventurers on the city wall said nervously: Is that bastard trying his old trick again? You all plug your ears this time, and you will never listen to his temptation to leave the city wall. ,Do you understand?

Solu was fully armed, and the armor on his body was a bit harsh, which was caused by the ill-fitting fit. He also had no training from the Rangers in fighting in full body armor, so his movements always looked very awkward.

He held a spare shield in his left hand, and a serrated sword shining with blood-red light in his right hand. He had already used these two pieces of equipment to kill several of the city's guards, including even a paladin of Iomedae (the God of Justice and Glory). He knew that he was not adapted to melee combat and was easily attacked by sneak attacks. Only in one-on-one situations could he maximize the power of his shield and weapons. At that time, didn't the cunning Mike use this method to defeat himself?