An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

"This, could it be that the chain demon from before was the commander of this operation?!"

Scar was shocked by the news, and then he suddenly said in shock.

"Nohir, can you still recognize magic items?"

Ah, yes, this is a function that comes with the system, but so far it seems that it can only identify the items I own. I didn’t know the specific function of this thing until I got it in my hand.

If I want to be able to truly identify the specific effects of magic items just by looking at them, then I have to spend at least one more incentive point on the knowledge of Unexpected Objects.

"Yes, that's right, I guess, I can indeed identify magic items, okay."

Nosir said to Ska sincerely, and Ska was surprised. After all, Nosir had subverted his understanding of the barbarian profession.

But at the same time, he was also very happy. The loss of this precious magic item would definitely have a great impact on the actions of the devils.

Even if the devils still plan to continue their evil conspiracy, the absence of a commander-in-chief can disrupt their plans and buy them a lot of time to come up with additional ways to inform the defenders.

But then he suddenly realized something.

"No, once they find out that they have lost such an important item, those devils will probably chase us desperately before we can implement this plan!"

Nohill also nodded and acknowledged this point of view. Every second they stay here from now on will increase the danger. They must stay away from here as soon as possible.

"I'm afraid that's what it is, which means we have to act quickly."

Nohir turned his head and looked at the people who were quietly waiting for them to finish their conversation. He saw fear and worry in their eyes, but now there was no time to say any words of comfort, so he spoke directly.

"Everyone has heard that we must get out of this hellish place quickly. I hope that from now on everyone can listen to my command and let us tide over the difficulties together."

The people looked at each other and then nodded firmly at Nohir, recognizing his leadership.

Severs: "Just tell us what you want to do, Mr. Nohill, you saved our lives."

Nohill was a little relieved that people were very sensible and did not dislike me because I looked similar to purgatory creatures. This was different from the novels he had read before.

So he continued to explain with some relief.

"This helmet belongs to the devil named Baffo, but he doesn't wear it often, so this change may not be discovered for a short time."

"But it doesn't rule out that they have other means of communication, so we have to act quickly."

"You have experienced chases before, and now you are exhausted and unable to move quickly, but we are not out of danger yet and must leave quickly."

"So this tank has now become our only support."

Nohir did not continue, because he knew that continuing would only open their scars and stab their already broken hearts again.

"Let's go, don't let those people's sacrifices be in vain."

Sadness flashed in people's eyes. Obviously not all families were saved, but suffering is always with people in this world.

Everyone has been hit, but the living will always stand up and move forward.

Seeing people's eyes becoming firm again, Nohir finally relaxed and continued to speak to them.

"Now immediately check the weapons and equipment on this vehicle and collect strategic materials. The most critical ones are the ballistae. Replace them with spears. Considering the hit rate, also replace the catching nets."

"Men, go on the deck and learn how to use those ballistae. Scar, you should know how to use these things. You go teach them. The women and the wounded stay here and don't move around. We will set off soon."

"I'm going to see how to drive this big thing. Okay, everyone heard me clearly, now let's move!"

Scar: "I did learn this kind of thing when I was training in the knight camp. The creations from hell should be a little different from what I learned, but the difference shouldn't be big. Okay, I understand."

"Come on, citizens! Although our city has fallen, we still have to fight! Come on, when those evil figures appear on the horizon, we will strike them hard! Send them back to the nine hells!"

"Hoha!!!"

The surviving people were inspired by these high-spirited words and also roared with war.

Scar pulled off the folding ladder and took the lead to rush out. The few remaining men who were still capable of fighting followed his steps and went to the deck.

As expected of a paladin, he can arouse people's emotions at any time, lead them out of despair, and fight tenaciously.

Nohir turned his head and walked deeper. It seemed to be a rest room. There might be soul coins (coins made from the souls of people who were fooled or committed crimes) needed to start the chariot, the hard currency in hell. ) or something else of value.

But Nohir had only taken two steps when he heard someone say from above.

"Ah, where did the squirrel come from? Don't come near this place, leave quickly."

Squirrel, right? !

"Zhizhizhi!!*2"

Holy shit, it really is.

"Wait, those two are my friends, let them come over."

After saying this, Nohir immediately imposed another animal conversation on himself.

"Mumu, Guozi, why are you two here?"

Nohir also climbed onto the deck, looking for the two little guys.

"Here! Here! Hill!"

Just in the open space next to the chariot, the little squirrel saw Noshir's figure and immediately hurriedly climbed up along the rugged shell.

"How is your injury? Mumu, there are fruits, didn't I tell you to stay in the cave?"

"There are monsters in the cave, I'm scared."

"There is no food and no place to live."

"I don't hurt anymore, but I'm hungry."

"The reward was crushed, we want more food!"

More words kept flying out of their mouths. Noshir held his forehead and felt a little headache, but he also understood their demands. He had no choice but to take out a few more nuts from the small bag he carried with him and feed them first.

"Okay, you two little guys, I can take you in temporarily and provide you with food and shelter."

"But the place we are in now is not safe. If you can help keep an eye on the surrounding movements, I will take you to the Green Forest and let the druids take care of you. You will live well there and have your own residence. How about this deal?"

When the two little guys heard this condition, they immediately whispered to each other, chattered for a while, and then said to Noshir.

"Agreed!"

"What should we do?"

Noshir smiled involuntarily, and then pointed to the trees next to him.

"You climb to the top of the tallest tree nearby and observe from a distance. Once you find any traces of larger objects moving in the forest, return immediately."

"You can scream loudly during this period, and we will immediately prepare to take you away when we hear the sound."

"Or wait until I figure out how to start this thing, and then I will notify you to come down and walk with us."

The little squirrel tilted his head and said.

"I understand, let's go, Guozi."

Then he immediately ran down and began to look for the highest observation point nearby.

Noshier didn't care about this little episode and returned to the cabin again.

They should have some time now, and during this time, Noshier must also check if there are any additional hidden dangers in this car.

He wanted to check the specific situation of this chariot and how to control it through the panel, but the panel reminded him that the chariot was a constructed creation, not just his magic item, and he needed additional mechanical knowledge to understand it in detail.

Noshier had no choice but to spend another incentive point to exchange for mechanical knowledge, and then he understood how to start this thing.

"This chariot itself has stored a lot of soul fuel, and is now in a dormant state waiting to be started. It is actually very simple to start this big guy. You only need to control the direction through the steering wheel on the top, and there are two joysticks to control the forward and reverse directions, so you can roughly control the movement of this hell machine."

"But once the hell chariot stops firing, it can only be re-ignited in the captain's room through something called the hell iron needle, and the hell iron needle can also be used in the captain's room to control the engine switch."

No wonder this chariot stopped moving when I killed the devil on it. That guy actually turned off the engine at that time.

"But apart from this, the operation method of this hell creation is surprisingly simple."

Noshier suddenly felt that this incentive point was a bit of a waste, but in fact it was not. Mechanical knowledge broadened Noshier's horizons and made him understand the use of most constructed creations and the manufacturing methods of simple constructed creations. This knowledge was suspended in front of him like a background introduction, and it was recorded in great detail.

If he had time to study, maybe Noshier would become a master of construction. However, even if he didn't study at all, the passive insights provided by the system panel would allow him to overcome most of the difficulties that require relevant knowledge.

Noshier checked the specific situation of the car inside and out with the help of the panel, and found the enchantment location of the soundproofing array. Apart from that, no other hidden dangers were found.

"Well, this is a bit beyond my expectation, but I don't think anyone would install a bomb in the car, right?"

Open the engine room, or the captain's room?

Pick up the hell iron needle from the table, insert it into the engine cover on the side, twist it, and as the thing automatically settles, the engine begins to roar again.

"It's a pity that the startup of this thing burns the soul, otherwise I really want to keep it for myself."