Arcane Journey

Chapter 300 Are you here to be funny?
The cold wind howled.

Looking at the battle that was coming to an end, Bryan lifted his hood, pale his slightly messy long black hair in the morning light, exuding a layer of golden halo.

Led by the dragon vein warlock Salo, a large group of warriors from Mokou Town followed him. They were all dirty and their armor was dented, but they kept laughing.

Brian came to Sisaiah. She had just dismounted from her horse. She seemed to be safe and sound, but her armor and the sleeves of her coat were covered with black blood.

"Are you hurt?" He asked with a concerned look.

"No." Hesaiah took off his helmet, put it under his armpit, shook his flowing long hair, raised his other hand, showed it to him, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, these are all rebels blood, and... my Uncle Sairante, whose head I personally beheaded."

"When the war is over, I will send someone to hang his head on the tower of Twilight City to commemorate the massacred people." Her eyes turned slightly cold, and she made the last addition.

"The living prince may be more useful to us." Brian said calmly, but there was no sense of blame between the lines, and then he looked at the battle mage holding the prince's head calmly, and the broken man on the ground. torso.

In fact, during this battle, he had already noticed Prince Celant in the crowd.

Not only did he use spells to block all his means of escaping through teleportation magic, but he also cast the fireball that was intentionally kept in his hand at the end.

The purpose of doing this is to capture the opponent alive.

"You should have told me sooner," Hesaiah complained. "In that case, I might have kept my hand."

"It's okay, in fact, the result is the same." Brian patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's just that compared to the living prince, leaving only one corpse is just a bit troublesome."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the tiefling wizard behind him, and said to him, "Check and see if you can find any useful information from his corpse."

Although he never guessed the tiefling's true identity from beginning to end, he at least knew that the other party was a magician who signed a contract with a demon.

Seeing that the other party's city defense troops in Mokou Town looked completely honest and responsible, whether it was assisting him to clear the evil forces in the territory or resisting foreign enemies, they performed very well, so he didn't go into it too much.

After all, everyone has their own secrets, especially those magicians who have signed contracts with the overlords of other worlds, the old rulers, or demons, who are most disgusted by others exploring their secrets.

Therefore, from the time the Warlock appeared in his territory until now, Brian didn't even know the other party's name.

Moreover, this is a sorcerer whose strength has reached the legendary realm, a master who is good at playing with the soul, and some things are often more efficient for him to do things himself.

But he didn't expect much from instructing the Warlock's actions.

The warlock nodded slightly, and immediately pointed his wraith staff at the corpse on the ground.

A gray ghost screamed out from the staff and attached itself to the remnant body of Prince Celant. After a while, the magician waved the staff, and the ghost with a face full of fear screamed, as if frightened, Hastily escaped from the corpse and disappeared into the staff.

"His soul has been tampered with." The magician slowly opened his eyes and said helplessly, "So, we can't find any information, even if it is a living person."

"What's going on?" Seeing Brian frowning with a slightly dignified expression, Sisaiah walked to his side and whispered, "Maybe I shouldn't be so impulsive."

"It's okay." Brian came back to his senses, shook her soft little hand, and smiled at her indifferently, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Do you want to find traces of the devil here?" The sorceress Kaladna standing beside Hesaiah asked with her head tilted.

"That's right." Brian nodded slightly without hiding anything.

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to the direction of Ma Shanbai.

According to the information passed to him by Myrcella, he learned that there were traces of devils in the rebel army, which made him immediately pay attention to this matter, and tried to get some information from Prince Celant.

Now it seems that this method is obviously useless.

The devils from Bator Hell's favorite method is to corrupt people's hearts from the top, because the class that controls power will be the most vulnerable to corruption because of their own expanding desires.

Prince Celant seems to be a living example.

Only in this way can the devils use the power of these rulers to search for a kind of wealth in the material world that is not of much use value to most mortals, but to them, it is very amazing wealth.

There is no doubt that it is the soul!

Whether it is an abyssal demon or a devil, the soul is the most precious treasure for them.

For mortal spellcasters, many common ores, gold, jewelry, materials, etc. in the lower planes are very valuable.

But for many creatures in the lower planes, these things are not worth mentioning at all, at most they are just tools to seduce mortals.

Only the souls of these mortals in the material plane are the most important wealth.

This is an inequity in the values ​​of the planes, so if they want to lure a mortal to degenerate, the devils can always think of enough ways to achieve their goals.

He originally planned to search for the hidden traces of the devil from Prince Celant, but unfortunately, he found almost nothing. Even if he searched deliberately in this battle, he did not notice the devil's minions.

That's what's so annoying about the devil.

They are also from the evil camp, but when it comes to playing tricks, the devil can beat the devil by more than a dozen streets. These guys always like to hide in dark corners and weave plots. Unless it is an unavoidable battle, they rarely take the initiative to stand up to the enemy. The front is tough.

That is to say, it is almost more difficult for him to find out the devil now than ascending to the sky.

The battle was over, except for those soldiers who were in charge of cleaning the battlefield, all stood ready in the cold morning light, quietly waiting for new orders from the commander.

A chilling chill gradually filled the air.

Sensing Hesaiah's gaze on him, Brian looked in the direction of Masubi and said calmly, "Take Masubi."

In his opinion, from the moment the Merchant Guild of Mashanbai opened the city and surrendered to the rebels, it meant that the 'Spice City', the most prosperous port city in the entire kingdom, had decayed.

The traditions, rules, nobles and merchants here have already changed their taste during the hundreds of years of rule.

That being the case, why doesn't he let Hesaiah take down the city now, and use this opportunity to make an example of others, and clean up the disobedient nobles in the entire kingdom.

Originally, he was still having a headache and wanted to gradually develop Cormyr into a magical kingdom, how to get rid of those disobedient nobles.

Now, the opportunity has been placed on him now.

Soon, the city gate of Mashanbai appeared before his eyes.

Originally, the troops they blocked the rebel army were all launched through the teleportation circle, and they also deliberately chose a location not far from Masanbai, so their marching speed was very fast. Before the remaining rebel army found them and reacted, It is already approaching the city gate.

Facing the sudden appearance of the army, the defenders of Ma Shanbai were so startled that their eyes almost popped out.

What the hell is going on?
Obviously this morning, their tens of thousands of troops set off from the city gate and marched towards the imperial capital of Susar in mighty strength, but now there was a role reversal in an instant, and the city was besieged by the enemy in reverse.

Especially the Zilong flag fluttering in the cold wind made them feel collapsed and frightened.

"Break the city gate!"

Brian noticed Sisaiah who was giving the order. Her expression looked very cold, and she looked at Masampa with an extremely unkind attitude.

This is understandable.

After all, they did not go this time to express goodwill to these surrendered merchant guilds, so that they would turn against each other again.

In his opinion, under the premise of having absolute strength, why waste time and saliva to argue with these politicians.

Most importantly, according to the information he had, he learned that the Merchant Guild of Mashanbai was actually a loyal follower of the goddess of wealth, Wojin.

This is understandable.

After all, the camp is absolutely neutral for the Goddess of Wealth, and her priesthood is trade, wealth and currency.

In the nearly [-] years after the "Arcanian Catastrophe", although natural and man-made disasters have occurred frequently, there are also huge business opportunities.

For ordinary people, disaster is a disaster, but for some groups, it is an opportunity for them to take advantage of it to make huge wealth.

For example, for some people who have no lower limit, even if some donations pass through their hands, a few layers of skin may be shed directly, let alone other things.

It was this horrifying disaster that caused a large number of merchants and nobles to hand over their wealth to the Temple of Wealth for safekeeping, gradually allowing them to master the priesthood of merchants.

You must know that in the game, the Goddess of Wealth's original weak divine power broke through to medium divine power after the turmoil in the Underdark ended.

After all, wealth, currency and trade are directly linked by merchants themselves.

If the Merchant Guild really had something to do with the Temple of Wealth, Brian felt that this might be a good opportunity for the Kingdom of Cormyr to kill pigs and let blood out.

No matter how powerful the church is, it will not be so arrogant that it will confront a powerful kingdom on the surface, and this is an absolutely neutral god.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The mechanical puppet army took shocking steps, like a steel city wall, completely ignoring the scattered arrows on the wall, and moved forward.

In the current Mokou Town, with the support of the "Golem Manual" technology, the mechanical puppet craft has been gradually perfected. If he has enough money and element essence support, Brian can use the newly researched arcane alloy material, Before the floating city rose to the sky, it had a fully organized golem army.

In his mind, the so-called complete golem legion, not to mention other mechanical puppets, the number of mechanical puppets whose strength reaches the legendary realm needs at least double digits.

Only with such an organized armed force can it match the qualifications of the Floating Void City.

——"Sonic scream!"

The terrifying sound waves erupted by the two pulverizers whose strength reached the legendary level instantly shook the city gate of Mashanbai with cracks.

This is not a purely physical method, but uses the resonance principle of sound to adjust the frequency of the sound to be equal to the natural vibration frequency of the city gate. With the superposition of energy, it is shaken out of the crack from the inside to the outside.

"Boom!"

A violent crash sounded.

The Legendary Breaker's level is 22, and all of his strengths are above 35 points. Coupled with his size advantage, he is even more violent than the legendary barbarian who turned on his berserk in the battle just now.

Coupled with his own strong defense and magic resistance, Brian directly ignored the defenders and spellcasters on the city wall, and rushed towards the city gate. This method of siege seems to be better than any siege tower , catapults and battering rams are too practical.

In an instant, the gate of Mashanbai collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, their elite troops raided in.

Although there were obvious signs of army gathering in other directions of the city gate, under this absolute advantage, Brian didn't care at all.

In less than half an hour, the west gate of Mashanbai had completely fallen, and one-fifth of the urban area was completely occupied, taking over the city defenses everywhere.

Part of the reason for this is that the Battle Mage and Purple Dragon Knight are all elites, as well as Brian's puppet army. The other part of the reason is that the civilians here, as well as the soldiers who have turned against each other, have long been expecting the support of the army. Arrive, and then backstab, or organize to cooperate with the action.

It was at this moment that footsteps sounded from the other side of the city, and the few remaining defenders were assembled.

Prince Serant took away most of the people, and the remaining defenders were not as large as the combined number of Purple Dragon Knights and Battle Mages.

This is undoubtedly a mantis' arm.

"Array!"

"Ready to fight!"

As orders were issued, the red dragon Argotus, who had long been eager to kill and set fire, roared and appeared in the sight of the defenders in the form of a dragon.

The giant dragon's huge size, fierce face, and terrifying dragon power immediately put great pressure on many soldiers. They either ran away like headless chickens, or lay on the ground trembling.

For an instant.

A one-sided battle broke out on the entire road of Mashanbai, and these defenders were pushed across without any resistance.

Brian, Sisaiah and others did not directly participate in this battle, because he had more important things to do right now.

"The Regent, Lord Protector."

A Battle Mage wearing a dark purple cloak appeared in front of them, bowed his head respectfully and said, "What you ordered has been done."

This is the leader of the battle mages of Mashanbai. After the consul was assassinated and the merchant guild united with the nobles to open the city and surrendered, he led his subordinates to hide in the city, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.

"Very good." Brian nodded slightly, and said to Sisaiah beside him, "Next, I will go to the Merchant Guild myself."

The news brought by the leader of the battle mage helped him find the hiding place of the merchant guild, and his purpose was to find out the hidden devil from these merchants.

"I'll leave it to you here." Before leaving, Brian said to the magician beside him, "I don't want you to make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, my lord." The magician's strange and hoarse voice was like a devil from hell, "As long as I stay here and guard, I will never let a devil go."

Brian nodded slightly, choosing to trust the Warlock's guarantee.

"You're planning to force the devils out of the city, aren't you?" the sorceress Kaladna asked suddenly, her burgundy eyes were full of curiosity, and there was a hint of eagerness to try.

"That's right." Brian said, "If you don't find out these devils, they will always be a disaster."

"I'll go with you. I have a way to make them show up." The sorceress slowly took off the staff wrapped in linen and said proactively.

Brian showed hesitation in his expression, and looked at Hisaiah.

"Just let her go with you." Hesaiah said softly to him, "You don't have to worry about us here."

Brian could only nod in agreement.

In fact, Hesaiah misunderstood what he meant.

Having the sorceress follow him is not because he fears for Hesaiah's safety, but for his own.

As a time traveler, although this female sorceress has very few chances to appear in the game, Brian, as a player of the Cormyr camp, knows her quite well.

This is a female sorceress with wild magic flowing in her body. Wild magic represents raw magic energy, a powerful force that is difficult for mortals to control.

This also means that keeping the other party by your side is like carrying a bomb that will detonate at any time, and it is the kind of bomb that is deadly enough.

Most importantly, this sorceress also possesses a supernatural ability similar to 'finger shaking'.

This ability allows her to unseal the source of magic within her body, and then unleash one of the spells in the entire list of spells.

This spell may be a useless trick, or it may be a legendary spell as powerful as "Meteor Falling from Heaven".

In short, this is an ability to look at faces.

However, looking at the confident eyes of the other party, Brian had a faint feeling that maybe taking her with him could really help him find the traces of the devil accurately.

After all, even he himself is not absolutely sure about this matter.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. According to the space beacon locked by the Battle Mage, he directly opened the portal and disappeared together with the sorceress.

Mashanbai City, a hidden underground secret room.

"What the hell are you eating!!!"

An angry roar came, echoing for a long time throughout the airtight and spacious house.

Growler is a very rich, golden man.

He wears a lot of gold ornaments on his body, an extremely expensive jewelry necklace around his neck, and eight of his ten fingers wear various rings of astonishing value.

At this moment, he was roaring towards a group of people gathered in the secret room: "What does that idiot Sailante do? A total of 5 people were wiped out in less than two hours after leaving the city. Where did the enemy come from?" Those who ran out didn’t understand, 5 people! Even [-] pigs are enough for them to catch for a long time!”

"Ximen's fleet was also fucking destroyed by a meteorite. Tell me now, what should we do?"

"What else can I do?" A nobleman in a cold sweat hesitated for a moment, stepped forward, and said, "I can only surrender now, this is the only way to survive."

"Go fucking surrender!"

The man with golden light picked up a wine glass and slammed it on the ground, "We have already surrendered once, and we have given that idiot Sairant a large amount of ransom. Are you an idiot when you are the regent? Even if she is an idiot, Mokou Town Is the Lord Protector so easy to fool?"

"At the beginning, if you hadn't encouraged you to surrender, would it have become the current situation?"

"Analyze us the benefits we will get after surrendering, isn't that what you said?" a person hiding in the crowd whispered.

"Surrender is the only way out."

A thin, unusually calm young man stood up and analyzed to the crowd: "It is only a matter of time before Cormyr's army takes over the entire city. We have no choice. If we resist, we will die."

"That's right, jumping out and surrendering at this time really won't be able to get their approval."

He turned around, faced everyone and continued, "But we can ask the people from the Temple of Wealth to guarantee the royal family, and then let the people from the imperial capital come forward, so that we only need to voluntarily pay a large ransom, and then push out a few unimportant It is enough to save lives. After all, all our money is stored in the Temple of Wealth. If we are killed, the regent will not get anything. A corpse and a large ransom, I believe they will make a better choice .”

Hearing the words, the man with golden light showed a thoughtful look, and the others nodded as well.

At this moment, with a deafening roar, the door of the secret room was blasted open.

Two figures appeared in everyone's line of sight. Under their feet, there were a group of lively toads, lizards, centipedes and more than a dozen small animals.

These small animals seemed to have been transformed by some kind of powerful magic and human beings, and they fled around in a panic.

"Don't be so troublesome!" Brian stomped a small lizard trying to escape to death, and said indifferently, "People like you, killing them all directly is the most trouble-free way."

"Get up, let me deal with them!"

As soon as the crisp voice fell, the sorceress beside her raised her staff wrapped in linen, and wild magical energy suddenly burst out from her body.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Kara Dena's warlock blood was activated, and her long golden hair tied into a ponytail automatically broke free and spread out like a devil.

The tips of her golden hair also emitted a phantom-like purple luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading to the top of her head, bursting out with dazzling light.

In the end, all the blond hair turned into purple hair, dancing wildly with the magical energy surging from the body.

In the entire spacious secret room, a breeze blew up at some point, and the space seemed to vibrate slightly with the breeze, which made people tremble with fear.

In everyone's line of sight, everything was occupied by the purple energy emanating from the sorceress Kaladna.

It was a vast expanse of purple, and nothing could be seen.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!  …"

Each businessman or noble, unable to bear the purple light, covered his temporarily blind eyes in pain and wailed.

Looking at the sorceress who was on the hexagram formation and holding her staff, as if she was on the verge of eruption, Brian was worried that he would be affected by the energy, so he took two steps back subconsciously.

"Boom!"

The unknown vibration seemed to come from a distant country and a distant space, and it seemed that some kind of terrible energy had been opened to vent and was about to spew out.

Feeling the terrifying energy permeating the air, Brian actually sensed the Austrian fire in his body, and jumped up without a bit of unease.

When Brian's vision recovered, he quickly looked over.

As the violent energy dissipated and calmed down, he saw in disbelief that the female sorceress whose purple light suddenly subsided turned into a little white mouse less than the size of a palm in the wild magical energy and fell to the ground , making a painful squeak.

At this moment, Brian was really shocked.

With a thought, under the effect of telekinesis, the squeaking little white mouse fell into his palm.

"I said, this is how you help me find the devil?"

Brian held the little white mouse by its tail and let it hang upside down in the air, ignoring the frenzied struggle of its four calves, and said dumbfoundingly: "Miss, are you here to be funny?"

(End of this chapter)