Chapter 634

two days later.

There is a "Grey Valley" to the east of Albert Bay, sandwiched between the mountains on the west coast and the Nevada Mountains. The valley is thousands of miles long, but the widest point is less than a hundred miles. The narrow and flat valley is parallel to the coastline. Sufficient, it was the largest food producing area for the dwarves during the third era.

The Gray Valley is like the Bay of Albert magnified a hundred times, surrounded by mountains, and the only exit is the Bay of Albert.

The once fertile valley has long been occupied by monsters.

More than 50 years ago, the three city lords of the Bay of Albert reached a consensus that the next strategic goal is to clear the magic nest in the Gray Valley, rebuild it into a granary, and make the Bay of Albert self-sufficient, thus getting rid of the dependence on the old continent for food. .

However, the Gray Valley is too big, and it is impossible to build a city wall on the surrounding mountains like Albert Bay. We can only build fortresses at important mountain passes to block traffic arteries and prevent large-scale invasions by monsters.

A dozen fortresses are far from enough. There are still monsters that continue to climb over the mountains, enter the valleys to wreak havoc, build demon lairs to guide evil energy, and turn the land into an abyss of wasteland.

The extraordinary legion in Albert Bay regularly cleans up monsters and demon lairs, purifying the land polluted by fel energy.

But monsters are inexhaustible like weeds, and it won't be long before they come back again.

The extraordinary legion under the command of the three city lords was exhausted, so they issued a mission in Albert Bay to let the soul hunting team, mercenary group and extraordinary people participate in the elimination of monsters.

This kind of low-risk and high-paying clearing mission is very popular.

After decades of unremitting efforts and the completion of countless missions to eliminate them, most of the area of ​​Gray Valley has been recovered, and ordinary monsters dare not break into the valley to seek death.

In the south of the valley, ripples appeared in the void on a low hill, and three figures appeared after a few seconds.

The leader was a young wizard holding a silver staff, wearing a black magic robe, with an indifferent face, it was Raistlin.

To his left and right are Athena and Izzet.

"It should be around here." Izzet looked around.

There was a pungent sulfur smell in the air, and the sky was so overcast that the sun could not be seen.

The ground around the hills seemed to have been poured with blood, becoming black and deep, and the water in the small river not far away was turbid, emitting a foul and unpleasant smell, like a stinking ditch.

The originally vibrant vegetation has also mutated to varying degrees, becoming dark green, bright red or pitch black, the colors are very exaggerated, and it is obvious at a glance that it is the product of deformity. Beasts, insects and fish seem to disappear, but in fact they are infected and become more terrifying, lurking in the dark.

Wisps of black wind blowing from nowhere brought inexplicable babbling, which kept piercing into the ears, but could not be caught after listening carefully, making people feel irritable and depressed.

If there are weak-willed people here, within three days, they will be driven mad by the ubiquitous babbling, and then invaded into the body by negative energy invisible to the naked eye, degenerating into a heartless monster.

This is like a world in a nightmare, the wasteland of the abyss polluted by evil energy.

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The three people on the hill are already used to it.

In the past two days, they were looking for the legendary pastor in Gray Valley. Izzet found out the news, and the other party had accepted the task of clearing it, and the location was in the south of the valley.

Even with the quest guide, it is not easy to find people in the huge valley.

That guy acted alone, and took five or six suppression missions at the same time, but he didn't follow the direction of the mission location, and his whereabouts were erratic. Raistlin teleported dozens of times, followed the traces of the battle that had just happened, and searched for two days, finally locked on the approximate location of the priest.

Raistlin glanced around on the hill, paused, and said calmly, "We found him."

"Where?"

Athena and Izzet did not notice.

"Look over there." Raistlin pointed in one direction.

About half a mile away from the foot of the hill, there are some mounds of earth scattered on the undulating ground, mixed with weeds, which are inconspicuous.

Izzet's lavender pupils shrank slightly.

"The lair of the demonized bears!" He had been adventuring in the New World for many years, and he saw at a glance that there were caves dug by the bears under the mounds, but they were far away, so he didn't discover them immediately.

He used his own experience to make a judgment, and said in a low voice: "It should be a medium-sized tribe of bear goblins. There are at least five hundred goblin bears. It is estimated that the devil's nest has just been built, and it will not exceed three months, so the evil energy pollution is not enough. Very serious."

Raistlin nodded, the soul's eye could see the energy directly.

In his eyes, the devil's nest is very obvious, a wave of evil energy is like a dark green beacon smoke, straight into the sky, spreading in all directions, covering the sky and the earth with a radius of about 30 miles.

The location where the fel energy erupts is the Demon Nest, a cave deep underground.

Not far from the entrance of the cave, the all-seeing eye saw through the invisibility of a figure. Raistlin observed it and confirmed that this person was the priest he was looking for.

Before he could point out where the priest was, a fight broke out.

The light shines.

A heavy mace appeared out of thin air. Except for the side connected to the handle, the square hammer head had a huge spike on the other five sides, which was hideous and terrifying.

The whole hammer was one and a half meters long, and it was held in the hands of a tall and strong man. He was wearing a thick mail armor, covered with a white war robe, and was tied with a wide metal belt. The ancient brown leather scripture, the holy emblem of the Mother Earth is embroidered on the chest and back of the war robe, and a tree of life grows from the earth.

At this moment, layers of divine light erupted from the nearly two-meter-tall priest, and his bald head became brighter, like a high-powered light bulb.

In just one breath, the priest blessed himself with more than a dozen layers of magic.

He raised the mace high and smashed it to the ground with all his might.

boom!

The ground sank, and a chain reaction occurred immediately.

A large area of ​​ground in front of the pastor collapsed, and the crack spread forward with his feet as the dividing line. It expanded to hundreds of square meters in a few seconds. Countless mud and rocks fell, exposing the cave below, and screams came from inside. How many bear goblins were directly crushed to death.

Raistlin, who was watching from the hill, picked up a wave of bargains, and the power in his soul pool was rising.

The eyes of the soul saw the swaying smoke of the evil energy, and the priest's hammer directly destroyed most of the underground demon lair.

"Roar……"

An angry roar sounded from the ground, and a large number of bear goblins rushed out from the surrounding mounds.

Their names include "goblins", and they are indeed close blood relatives to the cowardly and short green-skinned goblins, but apart from having the same strong reproductive ability and low intelligence, the two have almost no other similarities.

The goblin bear looks like a bear standing upright, with a minimum height of more than 1.8 meters. Its face has the outline of a goblin, its body is extremely strong, and its whole body is covered with brown hair. Their limbs were as flexible as humans, and they wore crude leather armor, armed with maces and javelins, roaring and rushing towards the priest.

These are demonized bear goblins, with black hair, bloodshot eyes, and distorted faces like ghosts crawling out of hell.

All creatures demonized by fel energy will lose their intelligence, but their strength will skyrocket.

The same goes for the Enchanted Bear Goblin.

The first batch of goblin bears who rushed to the priest, their bodies more than two meters tall were as strong as a wall, and they all entered a state of rage, brandishing maces and stone hammers, and surrounded the priest from all directions, waving The weapon is smashed.

boom!

The priest's left hand was facing upwards, and a pure ray of light was released from the palm, like a fireball exploding, a huge amount of holy energy exploded, violently impacting the goblin bear's fel energy body.

Suddenly, a golden flame ignited on the bear goblin.

This sacred fire not only burns the skin and flesh, but also penetrates into the soul. They scream in pain like falling into a frying pan.

Some bear goblins suppressed the pain and forcibly continued to charge.

However, what greeted them was a huge mace. The priest's hammer hit the head, and the light burst out. The ugly head exploded like a watermelon, the brains were scattered, and the body was also torn apart.

bang bang bang...

The priest swung a mace and killed a demonized bear goblin with one blow.

His strength is frighteningly strong, and the mace in his hand weighs thousands of pounds. These demonized bear goblins, who are at most only high-level, can't block a hammer at all.

In just a few seconds, there was a circle of dead bears lying under the priest's feet.

After being demonized, the goblin bears were brave and fearless. Immediately, more goblin bears stepped on the corpses of their clansmen and rushed up, surrounded the priest tightly, smashing all kinds of messy weapons. There are also goblin bears throwing javelins in the distance, regardless of whether they accidentally hurt the tribe.

In an instant, the priest was overwhelmed by the bugbears.

bang.

Another "Holy Nova" erupted, pushing away the goblin bear, leaving the priest in the middle unscathed. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the goblin bears being burned and screaming in pain, he unhurriedly raised the mace, and smashed them to death one after another like a roll call.

His speed is not slow, but two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention hundreds of demonized bear goblins.

Soon, the priest was overwhelmed by the goblins again.

Holy Nova!

After blasting the enemy with divine magic this time, the priest suffered minor injuries on his neck and face, and a healing spell fell, and the wound healed instantly.

Then continue to swing the hammer to kill the enemy.

The three people watching the battle on the hill had different expressions, and they were all a little surprised at the same time.

The priest's way of fighting is too simple. He doesn't talk about any tactics. He just blesses himself with more than a dozen layers of magic, and his strength, defense and recovery all skyrocket. A dead enemy is like a humanoid meat grinder.

If he hadn't been able to cast divine spells, who would have believed that this was a priest and not a berserker?

A priest blessed with divine magic, his power has reached legend.

The lethality of each of his hammers is terribly high, and the mace is also blessed with divine magic, and the attack is accompanied by a holy strike. beat.

Even so, these demonized bear goblins can't pose much threat to the priest.

Most of the bear's attacks hit him, but most of them had no effect like scratching an itch. Occasionally, a few wounds were left, which were healed in a blink of an eye.

After several rounds of fighting, a quarter of the goblin bears were dead.

A legendary bear goblin rushed out of the collapsed cave. It was the chief of the tribe, two and a half meters tall, and brandishing a mace as thick as a tree trunk, it went straight to the besieged priest.

"Roar!"

Three seconds later, the chief bear goblin was hammered in the head by the priest.

It was the same as an ordinary bugbear, there was not much difference in front of the powerful priest, and the priest didn't even look at it.

If it was a normal tribe of bear goblins, and the chieftain was killed, they would immediately scatter and flee.

But the Enchanted Bear Goblin will not.

They didn't have the concept of fear at all, and the frantic siege of the priest became more intense, surrounding him with only one thought in their minds, and that was to kill this human being.

The battle is still going on, and it won't end for a while.

Athena on the hill shook her head, and sighed: "It turns out that he deliberately used this method to deal with the bear goblin tribe."

"That's right."

Izzet's face was also stunned, "But this should also be his most commonly used fighting method."

As for other legendary powerhouses, facing the siege of hundreds of demonized bear goblins, even if they can kill some of them, they will consume a lot of physical strength, and they are likely to be worn to death by a large number of enemies in the end.

Killing the goblin bear with one hammer can save a lot of stamina.

Moreover, the priest is blessed with divine magic, his physical strength is bottomless, and he is not afraid of the enemy's consumption at all, which is his advantage.

The number of bear goblins is slowly decreasing, and the encirclement is also shrinking.

The priest's body was already stained red, but it was all the blood of the enemy. He himself was still intact, his eyes were bright and firm, and his strength and physical strength did not decline much.

Wielding a mace is still fast and accurate.

Izzet was amazed.

He is a demon hunter. He uses speed and flexibility to kill enemies with spells. His defense is relatively mediocre. He rarely fights the enemy head-on. It happens that the way he fights with the priest is the opposite. He has never experienced such a hearty battle. .

Over the years, he had secretly observed the legendary strongman in Albert Bay, looking for teammates who hunted and killed the Balrog, chose this priest, and heard about his battle storm.

But after seeing it with my own eyes, I was still shocked.

"How many magic spells are blessed on him!" Izzet was speechless.

The dark elf just exclaimed, not really wanting to know the answer, and then heard Raistlin reply unexpectedly: "There are twelve in total."

"So many!" Izzy couldn't believe it.

With his eyesight, he could only discern four or five spells, but Raistlin could see twelve. How did he do that?

Raistlin smiled, without further explanation.

The eyes of the soul have already seen clearly that this violent priest like a berserker has a professional level of seventeen, a legendary high-level, has mastered many auxiliary divine arts, and is extremely powerful.

The fighting style can be inferred from the divine arts he has mastered.

Mainly close combat, supplemented by magic.

The priest's own physical fitness is extremely outstanding, with tenth-level strength, tenth-level tenacity, fourth-level agility, and the transcendent elements of earth pulse, as well as multiple melee elements suitable for maces, heavy blows, power bursts, battle frenzy, anger control, Earthquake, armor-piercing bludgeoning and so on.

Before entering the battle just now, he blesses himself with blessings of strength, blessing of tenacity, blessing of earth, blessing of concentration, blessing of life, ultimate spiritual protection, holy infusion, holy armor, power of gods, divine favor, feather of heaven, freedom surgery!

With a total of twelve magic spells, even a weak patient with only one breath left can get up and kill all directions.

A pastor in his prime, even if Athena fights him head-on, they may not necessarily win.

Slaughtering a tribe of bear goblins is even easier.

After a while, the blood flowed into a river under the hill, and the dark red blood soaked a large area of ​​the ground. None of the more than 500 goblin bears escaped, and the corpses piled up like a mountain.

A strong priest stood among the corpses, covered in blood and pieces of flesh, as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood.

Panting lightly, he raised his hand and released a cleansing technique on himself.

The divine light washed over the priest's body like a stream of water, quickly washing away the dirt, revealing his white battle robe, which looked brand new. He turned his head to look up the hill, glanced over the three of Raistlin, and finally stopped on Izzet, frowning slightly.

Izzet sighed softly, "We should go there."

Raistlin swung his staff, opened a random door and walked through it first.

The three of them appeared in front of the pastor, and Izzet bowed gracefully: "Your Excellency, we have been looking for you for two days."