Broad World

The living legend of the High Waste has fallen!

But instead new legends are rising!

With the death of One-eyed Longte, the primitive tribes in the north are bound to usher in a new struggle for power. Since most of the light and strong were either killed by the terrifying magic of the floating city, or fainted to the ground by inhaling anesthesia gas, only a few escaped back, so he could no longer pose any threat to the civilized world.

Such a disastrous failure is enough to make the entire wasteland unable to recover its vitality for more than ten years, especially the orcs who used to be kings and lords, are bound to be besieged by other races. Perhaps a new round of hegemony in the wasteland will begin soon...

Looking at the devastated streets, Fugner couldn't help but sigh slightly. However, he knew that this was already the best result for the war-torn Weywood City.

Although it seems that the loss is heavy, it is safe and sound. If the house is gone, it can be rebuilt, and the money can be made again, as long as most of the residents are alive.

After all, after this disastrous defeat, the primitive tribes in the north were unable to go south in a short period of time. In the future, whether they continue to capture slaves or open up wasteland, they will bring great benefits. The re-emergence of Weywood City is just around the corner.

"We won... finally won..." Fugner sat down on the ground and muttered to himself. He didn't even know what expression he should make at this moment.

cry? It didn't seem right in the moment of victory.

laugh? Looking at the homeless civilians and the corpses scattered inside and outside the city walls, how could it be possible to laugh.

The cruel nature of war is manifested to the extreme at this moment. There are no cheers, no flowers, and no so-called honors. There is only a depressing silence. Even Vaughan, who just defeated the one-eyed Lonte, has no joy at all. A touch of regret and regret, as if remembering a respectable opponent.

Just when no one knows what to do. Robert came quietly behind Fugner and reminded in a low voice: "Viscount, you should send someone to collect the captives trapped outside the city. The master needs these high-quality labor."

"Oh! Oh! I almost forgot that there is a huge threat outside the city, and there are tens of thousands of people."

Fugner came to his senses all of a sudden, stood up and commanded the remaining orc warriors and human militia to set off, carrying a large amount of rope and began to capture the captives.

In this battle, more or less, some of their relatives and friends died in the hands of the enemy, so they fought fiercely and ruthlessly, basically tying up those who were not dead. Then he kicked his fragile nose hard. If you are honest enough to make it easier, once a prisoner dares to resist, he will be beaten up immediately, and he will never stop until the blood is beaten out.

Seeing that everything was on the right track, Robert showed a satisfied smile on his face, and went straight to Viconia, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go with me to see the master?"

"No, now is a good time to spread the faith. I don't want to waste precious time on boring love affairs." Viconia rejected the proposal of the thief leader without even thinking about it.

As a dark elf woman, she has always believed that she can only show her own worth. It is the best guarantee to maintain this partnership, otherwise sooner or later there will be a day of being abandoned.

I have to say, this kind of thinking is very weird. But it is very common in the cities of underground dark elves. Usually, the mistress of a noble family can often change her servant father, but she will never change a powerful martial arts master. The former is just a tool to vent (desire), and you can throw it away at any time as long as you get tired of it. The latter is one of the cornerstones of the family, and you will never move it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

Robert understood the way of thinking of the dark elves quite well, so he shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Okay. But don't expect me to help you hide the fact of pregnancy."

Viconia sneered, stood up without looking back, and went straight to where the apprentice priest was. She is going to vigorously develop her beliefs while the residents in the city are empty, and strive to turn Weywood City into the base of Apodel, the son of slaughter.

"Woman...hehe..." Robert shook his head with a smile, stretched his legs, transformed into a huge golden dragon in an instant, flapped his wings and flew towards the floating city. His sudden transformation caused an uproar, which quickly subsided.

"Transform into a dragon. It's an enviable ability, and I don't know when I will be as powerful as him." Allen muttered to himself with his eyes narrowed and looking at the sky.

The cruel war made him grow a lot, both in terms of ability and psychology, especially when he watched with his own eyes a friend who could talk and laugh one second, but was pierced by a sharp sword in the next second. The huge contrast between these words is enough to make a normal person collapse, but he survived. And persisted until the end.

Amy touched the boy's silver hair lightly, and said with a smile: "Stop sighing, let's go, go and meet your father, maybe he has a lot to say to you."

"Of course, Aunt Amy, I also want to take a closer look at the city in the sky, which is called a magical miracle."

As soon as the words fell, a strong white light flashed, and the two immediately disappeared in place, leaving only the stunned ordinary people.

On the other side, Debra also brought the Terminator and Vaughn to the city of Olympus. As the war came to an end, it was meaningless for them to stay in Weywood City, so they came to Floating Void City one after another, ready to accept the new Task.

As for the body of One-Eyed Longte, he was left to the angry citizens. Anyway, he had exhausted all his body's potential before he died. Even if he was made into an undead puppet, he could not restore the level of a legendary warrior, so it was useless at all.

Just after everyone left, Solaufen finally got out of the sewer, with a pungent stench all over his body, and a helpless wry smile on his face. He swore that he would never use the magic of Dinzel space conversion again.

...

In the central tower of the Floating Void City, Henry was telling the voters of the three goddesses of magic about his grievances with the City of Shadows. He deliberately concealed the little secret between himself and the lost lady Shar, and put all the responsibility on the supreme city lord Telamante, Shikodi and Borken listened silently.

A few minutes later, Kyle, who probably figured out what happened, asked based on the beard on his chin: "So the City of Shadows has the ability to summon the ancient evil thing Death Moon?"

Henry nodded very seriously: "Yes, I saw with my own eyes a headless monster with a humanoid appearance of rotting muscles. Part of its dirty body was covered with a large number of holes and cracks, and it looked like Death Moon's The surface is very similar. This monster seems to have some connection with the death moon. At the same time, it exudes the breath of destruction and death."

"A headless humanoid monster?" Kelben frowned immediately, then turned his head and asked his wife, "How, have you thought about anything?"

Lila stroked her long silver hair and replied: "If I guess correctly, that headless monster is an extension of Death Moon's will, and of course it can also be called the head or the incarnation. According to legend, Death Moon relies on These guys travel through the vast universe, looking for those planes that can be attacked, and if the City of Shades masters it, it is equivalent to mastering the method of summoning the dead moon."

"Damn it! This doesn't sound like good news!" Kelben's face changed instantly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As the most responsible of all the goddess of magic voters. He was always committed to fighting evil and crime, and was even willing to sacrifice himself when necessary. Now that he knew that the entire main plane was facing such a huge threat, he seemed a little nervous.

Lila took her husband's hand and patted it lightly to comfort her: "Don't worry, Henry mentioned just now that Ravok has a way to prevent the death moon from coming, maybe we can try to talk to him."

Kelben smiled wryly and shook his head: "I don't think this wizard king of the Netheril era would help us. Don't forget, he had worked closely with Sazastan back then. If the harpist hadn't discovered In time, the red robe of Serre may have controlled that powerful abyss lord to sweep away all the surrounding countries."

"But the past does not represent the present. No matter what the purpose is, Ravok took action to prevent the death moon from coming this time, and also repelled the city of ghosts. I think it is completely possible to fight for it. After all, he does not like to mess with other liches. Conspiracy, he's hardly killed any innocents except for that accidental leak of the magical plague."

At the critical moment, Elastra stood up to support the wizard king. She felt that the old lich, who had been living in seclusion in the tomb of the wizard, was not as evil as the rumors. The city doesn't have any favors either. Definitely an ally worth wooing.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, Kelben finally stopped insisting on his opinion, raised his head and asked Henry: "You have had close contact with Ravok, tell me, what exactly does he want to do?"

"I don't know, maybe he has a little interest in me, maybe he hates what Telamante has done, anyway, I am very grateful for what he has done today." Henry quietly concealed himself and The personal friendship of the Wizard King.

"Okay. It seems that we still have to go there in person. Let's go, Lila, and let's see what Ravok's attitude is towards this matter." Kelben took his wife's hand and walked directly towards the door.

Because under the influence of the magic lock, people without Henry's permission cannot cast any teleportation spells. Even the voters of the Goddess of Magic are no exception to this point. However, the Leila couple obviously didn't intend to pry into the secrets of the floating city, so they would rather walk out than ask Henry for permission to open the teleportation.

Looking at the back of the two people gradually disappearing. Elastra sighed slightly: "Hey... I really hope they can make some progress, otherwise it would be too dangerous for the City of Shadows to hold such terrifying things."

Just when Henry was about to say something, Helen, the moon elf, hurried in. She first saluted everyone gracefully, and then said, "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation. There is a person outside who claims to be Allen's boy claims to be your son, Master Henry, I want to make sure it's true? Besides, he really looks like you."

As soon as the words fell, Shi Kodi immediately stood up excitedly: "Goddess of luck! Alan is here? Take me to see him!"

Helen turned her head and stared at Henry. After seeing the latter nodding, she smiled and said to Shi Kodi: "Please come with me, madam, your son is resting in the hall right now."

Soon, the two walked out of the room.

Immediately after Borken also found an excuse and left. He could feel that the atmosphere in the room was starting to become a little ambiguous, so he didn't intend to stay there to be an eyesore.

The room that was originally full of people became empty in the blink of an eye. Elastre stood up from the chair, opened his arms and hugged Henry's neck from behind, and whispered softly in his ear: "I have twenty minutes It's time, if you want to do something, please hurry up..."

Hearing such suggestive words, Henry pulled Alazdra back onto the chair without saying a word, and threw himself on it.

It didn't take long before the woman's ecstasy (moan) and the man's heavy gasp (breath) came out of the room... (to be continued~^~)