Broad World

As the battle below became more and more intense, four-fifths of the gnolls in the entire fortress went down. . Now except for a few slave guards, even the patrolling people are gone. Jasila took her husband and Aimon carefully climbed up the cliff, and it didn't take long for them to reach a platform at the highest point.

Jaheira squatted on the ground and looked down from the crack in the wall, only to see that a large area of ​​fire had been ignited on the path below the mountain. She quietly said to the other two people: "Henry and the others have already started to attack. There must be very few guards here now, and we must hurry up to rescue them. Remember! Don't get too close to the jackals. Although their sense of smell is not as sensitive as the werewolves, they can still smell strangers."

"Wow! This feels like the lonely hero mentioned by the poet. Let's go, I can't wait to see the beautiful girl trapped." After saying that, Aimon hid directly in the shadows. With the help of the Boots of Stealth, even veterans like the Jaheiras couldn't find a single flaw.

They descended the steep stairs and soon found the pit where the captives were held. The ground here is littered with human, goblin, ogre, and other animal bones, and the cages hold slaves of all kinds. Gnolls are creatures that cannot endure hunger. In their eyes, being full is more important than anything else.

Imoen sneaked behind the guard, suddenly covered its mouth and stabbed it in from the back of the head with a dagger. The sharp weapon destroyed the brainstem, and the gnoll swallowed its last breath after pulling out a few times. The girl pulled out the dagger and shook the brain above her, then gestured to her teammates behind her.

Jaheira jumped down and smiled gratifiedly. "What a beautiful backstab, you are now a very good thief."

"Haha! Should I give myself a nickname now? For example, Silent Aimon, Dexterous Aimon... Silent Blade Aimon." The girl waved her fist excitedly and said more than twenty titles in one breath.

Jaheira covered half of her face with her hands and sighed. "I think it's best to call it Mischievous Imoon. I believe Aberdell and others will agree with this title." After speaking, she began to search every cage with her husband.

"Mischievous? Huh! You really don't know any sense of humor. Forget it, I'll call you clever Imoon." The girl was talking to herself while standing guard at the stairs.

After a period of burning, the fire on the mountain road was finally extinguished. The jackals no longer dared to rush forward casually this time, they were already terrified by the spell just now. Henry looked at these guys on the opposite side, sighed and said to Apodel next to him: "Quickly do something to irritate them, don't let these guys stay outside my furthest casting distance."

"Let me think about it... By the way, the scholars of Candlekeep once said that the gnolls respect a demon lord named "Yenoghu" very much." Aberdel stood up and shouted at the gnoll man: "Yenoghu is a coward! You cowardly scumbags are exactly like him!"

Hearing this sentence, the jackals immediately let out a roar of different lengths, and it didn't take long for them to rush forward like crazy. Henry glanced at Apodell in surprise. He really didn't expect that this seemingly simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs could actually know such unorthodox knowledge.

Looking at the surging enemies, Henry didn't have time to think about it. His lips were chanting a spell quickly, and his ten fingers were making complex gestures. A few seconds later, a white lightning shot out from between the fingers. On this narrow mountain road, the Wolf man had no way to dodge. They could only watch the electric light pass through their bodies, and then their eyes went dark and they lost consciousness.

This bolt of lightning flew for more than 30 meters before slowly weakening and disappearing. Except for a few guys with particularly good physiques, almost all the enemies on a road were knocked to the ground or rolled off the cliff by electricity. Minsk, who had already lost his composure, rushed forward with a roar. He swung his two-handed sword wide open and closed, and killed all the remaining guys on the entire road in a short while.

Seeing that the leading leader was killed, the remaining gnolls turned around and ran back. Seeing this situation, Henry immediately held the heavy magic booster controller in his hand. He chanted the incantation loudly, and soon the "death cloud technique" was released towards the fleeing enemies in the distance. The moment the magic was fired, the surrounding demons were distorted.

A large amount of magical energy was withdrawn and instantly flooded into the core of the spell structure. I saw a small group of brown gas flying far away, which far exceeded the normal casting distance. When it exploded, the poisonous mist covered almost all the gnolls inside. They spit out dark red blood, and it didn't take long for them to lie on the ground without moving.

Henry himself was stunned by the coverage and range of this spell. He could feel that the magical energy within a few hundred meters around him had been drained, and now a dead magic area had been formed here, and it would not be possible to recover within a few decades.

"It's a terrifying spell! But it seems to have blocked our way up." Apodell sighed after seeing that all the enemies were dead.

"Don't worry, we'll wait for the poisonous gas to dissipate. I believe Jiaxila and the others will protect Dana Hei." After speaking, Henry carefully put the box away. This is the first time he has used this thing to amplify his spells, but the power is simply beyond ordinary people's imagination. And the disadvantages are also quite big, every time it will directly drain all the magic energy in a place. He intends to use this thing as a trump card, because once the boost is used, it means that no matter whether it is magic or magic, it will not be able to be used within this range.

The "death cloud technique" lasted for more than a minute before dissipating bit by bit. After completely disappearing, Henry took the two soldiers up. Along the way, there were painful corpses, some of which scratched their own throats. Apodel glanced at the corpse with lingering fear, and now he finally began to realize the horror of magic.

As soon as he reached the gate of the fortress, a rocket flew up in the sky. This is the secret code agreed by everyone, as long as Dana Heimon is rescued, a burning arrow will be shot. Minsk shouted excitedly: "Did you see it! Dear Danahei is out of trouble. The power of the **** will come to an end, let's completely wipe out this monster's lair."

The three killed the scattered gnolls who were still resisting, and soon joined Jasila and the others. Dai Nahei, who was wearing a white robe, bowed deeply to everyone. "Thank you very much for saving me. It is a very heroic thing to dare Minsk to go to the battlefield together. I have nothing of value to repay. If it is allowed, I can travel with you for a period of time to repay this kindness."

Henry gave a mage salute with a smile on his face. "Of course, we very much welcome a witch from Rahiman to join the team. Hearing from Minsk, you seem to be undergoing some kind of trial?"

"Yes, the Djema ceremony is going on in Minsk. But when he was attacked last time, he was hit hard on the head." Having said this, Dinahei glanced worriedly at the ranger who was talking to the hamster. "I hope his mental damage is not permanent, otherwise it will be difficult to take on the duty of guard."

Apodel came over and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, Minsk is a good fighter. Maybe he is not very smart, but at least he is brave enough. I believe you are all very good teammates."

Dai Nahei's eyes lit up when he saw him, although she quickly covered it up. Henry keenly captured this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, it seemed that this woman also came for the son of Baal. Everyone got to know each other, and then continued to clean up the remaining enemies in the fortress.

After more than an hour of sweeping, they finally killed all the monsters here. With the booty, the group found a fairly clean house and lit a bonfire. Henry holds a copy of The Book of Leadership Style and Influence, which he found in a cave in the fort. No one but himself knew the true purpose of the book.

While everyone was chatting, Henry gently stroked a few letters on the book cover with his fingers, and a burst of energy began to slowly enter the body in an instant. After a minute, the entire book slowly turned into powder, and he gained the benefit of +1 Charisma. Quietly turning on the system, Henry checked his experience and attributes.

Occupation: Mage Level 13 13179951500000, Druid Level 13 13179941500000

Strength: 16

Dexterity: 18

Constitution: 17

Intelligence: 22

Wisdom: 18

Charm: 19

After these few days of missions and battles, he easily obtained more than 40,000 experience points and a generous return of a little increase in attributes. This is just the beginning of the plot. When all the plots of Baldur's Gate 1 are over, you can probably get between one and two million experience points, which is almost enough for each profession to advance to one or two levels.

After turning off the system, Henry came to the campfire and started chatting with Dana Hei. The two of them exchanged their views and understandings on magic, and soon got some unexpected gains from each other. As the easternmost country on this continent, Lashman has many strange spells and magical skills.

After several hours of chatting, Henry got something he wanted, and Danahey also got a lot of historical knowledge of the West Coast. Both were so pleased with this exchange that they agreed to hold such long conversations every few days during their adventurous journey.

It was late at night, and in order to ensure adequate sleep, the two said goodnight to each other, and then found a place to lie down and start sleeping. After everyone fell asleep, the thick mist on Apodel's body emerged again, and it began to seep in from the epidermis. After a while, the muscles on the arms became thicker. (To be continued.)