Broad World

Just when Henry and his party launched an attack on the cannibals, Allen was brought back to the city of Uster Natha by the dark elves. Although the journey lasted only a little over two days, he was whipped at least four times, and there is not much intact skin all over his body. Moreover, the torture process was accompanied by various verbal humiliations. If the priest hadn't been using healing spells, he would probably be a corpse now.

Just as the team was approaching the gate carved with exquisite patterns, a dark elf warrior suddenly appeared and shouted at everyone: "Stop whoever comes! Report your identity! Otherwise, we will launch an attack."

"Idiot! Are you blind, didn't you see that Master Chasma is back? Go away!" The priestess pulled out the snake's head whip without hesitation, and slapped the opponent's face fiercely. Everyone only heard a "pop", and a bruised wound appeared.

Not only did the dark elves on the city wall not come down to help this humiliated companion, but all of them showed mocking smiles. In this hyper-competitive dark society, they often see everyone around them as a threat or a potential threat. Go up and help? Don't be kidding, it's benevolent enough if you don't go up and stab yourself, this is what most dark elves think.

Obviously, the soldier knew the current situation, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and stammered in defense: "I'm very sorry! I didn't see it clearly, please forgive me for the honorable Master Chasma and the priestess. An unintentional offense."

"Forget it, let's go to the city quickly, I still have a lot of things to do, I don't have time to waste time here." Saying that, Chasmari ignored the dark elf warriors, and went directly through the gate made of fine gold, and entered This evil city ruled by thirty thousand dark elves. He is now fully focused on dealing with Henry, so he has no intention of taking this verbal offense at all.

"Trash, you're lucky. You'd better polish your eyes next time." As she spoke, the female priest whipped the whip again, and then entered the city.

Every returning member of the dark elf team would kick the half-kneeling warrior when they passed by. Or spit hard. They uttered all kinds of swear words wantonly, and did not hide their evil tendencies at all. As for the soldiers on the city wall, they also laughed. Completely disregarding the feelings of that soldier.

This is the dark elf society where the weak prey on the strong. Once they are regarded as weak and losers, not only will they not receive any help, but they will also be severely stepped on by countless compatriots. Not only that, but they will also use the whole thing as a negative example when educating future generations. It would be a ghost if they can still teach good people in such an environment.

It is really unimaginable that Drizzt lived in this kind of society for hundreds of years and still maintained a kind heart. Perhaps this is due to the protection of his "father". Otherwise, I'm afraid it will become distorted and evil in repeated brainwashing education.

Allen looked at all this indifferently, with no expression on that cute little face. After several days of torment, he finally understood what his father said when he sent him to learn magic: "In this world, nothing is more important than strength, especially your own strength. You may think that the lord has his own army Very powerful, but it's just a joke in front of the real strong."

Why was he arrested, whipped and insulted? Isn't it just that there is no power! This boy who was less than ten years old received traditional aristocratic education from his mother, and spent most of his time on etiquette, territory management, mathematics and other things that were not very useful.

After all, Shikodi is just an ordinary lady, and her vision is really limited. In her opinion, as long as her son can safely become the heir. Then marry a wife and have children to continue the family blood. As for recreating the glory of magic civilization and establishing a powerful empire, I dare not even think about it.

But Henry was different. After reading the history of the rise and fall of all races and civilizations, he found that all wars in Faerun depended on the contest of high-level force. Just like the red-robed mage has always wanted to occupy Agoralon. However, due to the strong personal ability of Simbu, the queen of storms, she has never dared to do it.

Is it because Cyre's army is not strong enough? of course not! As one of the most powerful countries on this land, Searle could pull out an army casually enough to crush Aglaron a few times back and forth. But why dare not send troops? Not because of the deterrent power of Simbu terror.

This is no joke. Think about it, once this powerful legendary mage and voter loses his country, what will he do? Leaving aside the brutal means of revenge such as directly using legendary magic to massacre the city, just attacking the strongholds of the red-robed mage scattered in various places is enough to cause headaches. , There is no way to take the other party.

This also means that the army is just a pawn used by the strong to test each other, and does not determine the final outcome. Only those who are not very strong will rely on the army and their subordinates, such as Lord Nasir of Neverwinter. His warrior level is only twelve, so he is very dependent on the protection of his personal bodyguards, the Neverwinter Nine Guards.

Look at Elminster, leader of the Harpers. Most of the time, he travels alone and needs no protection at all. His wise mind and powerful spellcasting ability are the greatest guarantees. Who would dare claim to be qualified to protect a legendary spellcaster? I'm afraid no one but themselves can.

In this world, quantity can never replace quality. A first-class warrior wearing plate armor and fully armed can easily kill more than ten peasants holding weapons. Legendary warriors are like those peerless generals in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, who can easily kill seven in and seven out of thousands of ordinary troops. Their skin, muscles, internal organs, and bones are beyond the comprehension of normal people. They are just like those masters in martial arts novels who have practiced the thirteen Taibao horizontal kung fu. won't stay.

Not to mention the caster, all kinds of weird and unpredictable methods are hard to guard against. A "death cloud spell" is enough to kill most ordinary people, even professionals below level five, not to mention the killing More powerful legendary spells.

Is numbers useful in the face of such an enemy? The answer is no, it definitely doesn't work. Therefore, Henry did not pay much attention to the construction of the army from the beginning. In his opinion, he can almost deal with monsters such as hobgoblins, jackals, and kobolds. As for protecting himself. Please stop joking.

In the past, Allen didn't understand what his father was doing, and felt that doing so was a bit too relaxed and not conducive to ruling. But after seeing the great strength shown by Chasma, he finally understood all this. along the way. The terrifying-looking legendary mage easily killed a large group of direclaws lurking in the path he must pass, as well as a squad of mind flayers who wanted to attack.

"Power! I need strong power!" The young Allen shouted frantically from the bottom of his heart.

He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and followed without saying a word. Although he was very young, he had already read about the behavior of the dark elves in books, and understood that only obedience could reduce the number of tortures and buy more time for his father to rescue him.

But children are children, no matter how smart they are, they are just a joke in the eyes of adults. Chasma saw Alan's every move. There was a burst of cold laughter: "Hehehehe! Little thing, I really didn't see that you are so smart. But this is better, Henry Angomey will definitely be desperate when he learns that his outstanding son has been arrested Come here."

Allen still lowered his head and said nothing, and did not refute. The whipping these days has taught him to be patient, and only in this way can he suffer as little pain as possible. The dark elves don't have any tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, especially the female priest's snake head whip, which hurts to the bone.

"Master, why don't you hand over this human child to me, and make sure that he can survive or die." The priestess next to him said with a wicked smile.

"Leave it to you? No. No way. I'm afraid this little thing of yours will have a nervous breakdown after the set. That's not the result I want."

Chasma refused without hesitation. He knows better than anyone else the methods of the dark elf priestess, which is a criminal law that even the abyss lord must learn. Used on a child under ten years old? I'm afraid he will go crazy before the enemy arrives. There is no such thing as the thrill of revenge.

The priestess frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

The corners of Chasma's mouth turned up slightly, and she squinted her eyes and replied, "Don't you think it's very touching to meet father and son? When they are ecstatic, killing the son brutally in front of the father is the most wonderful thing." Things. Of course, don’t be idle during this time, feed some alchemy poison every day to completely destroy his body.”

His eyes were full of hatred, and he did not conceal his naked malice. Even those evil dark elves felt their scalps go numb when they heard this, and their faces were full of horror and fear.

"Hahahahaha! Don't worry, master. I will prepare what you need when I get back, but..." the priestess said, and there was a sudden long sound. She stared at the old and ugly legendary mage in front of her. The implication is obviously to want the other party to express something.

"No problem! What you want will be available tomorrow." Chasma agreed without hesitation. For him, the only purpose of living in this world is revenge. Even if you give everything for this, you will not hesitate.

The priestess nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you very much. I believe our cooperation will be very pleasant. As for now, I will not disturb you from enjoying the pleasure of revenge." After she finished speaking, she gave a meaningful look at Alan who was motionless, and then turned around with everyone Walk towards the family residence.

Chasma glanced at the backs of these people disdainfully, then turned her head and said to Allen: "Now the idiots who only know about fighting for power and profit are gone, it's time for you to taste the real pain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and cast an unknown spell, instantly knocking the child less than ten years old to the ground, clutching his neck in pain, that poor little face flushed red...

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