Chapter 635

"A drow."

Daensos looked at the three of them vigilantly.

The aura of "True Seeing" flashed in his eyes, but he found that other than the dark elves, they couldn't see it through. Just an average spellcaster.

This is obviously impossible, and even more unfathomable.

The pastor held the mace in both hands, and said cautiously, "What do you want from me?"

"Your Majesty Donsos, please don't be nervous, we are not hostile." Izzet said kindly, "My name is Izzet, I am a demon hunter, these two are my friends, Lord Raistlin and Ms Athena."

"Demon Hunter..." Dawnsos raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "No wonder you smell of the abyss."

While speaking, he showed Izzet a playful expression, as if he was laughing but it was uglier than crying.

The dark elf's heart skipped a beat.

The demon hunter possesses the power of fel energy. In fact, he is a kind of demon that cannot be controlled by the evil god of the abyss, but is also restrained by the priest's holy power. If the two of them fight together, they will probably suffer.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Daensos put down the mace.

"It's like this. I want to invite you to participate in a hunting plan that has been prepared for many years. There are already four people, and there is still one clergyman who is good at healing assistance..." Izzet said his intention.

Raistlin next to him was silent, looking at Daunthos.

He is about 1.95 meters tall, with well-developed muscles, and he looks tall and strong with his chain mail and battle robe full, his neck is as thick as his head, his facial features are rough and ugly, and his head is shaved and shiny Wa Liang wore a black iron ring on his forehead, like a ferocious berserker.

The aura of divine art can't cover up his wildness and violence. Just standing in front of him can give people a great sense of oppression.

Although the priests are a group of strong spellcasters who are used to wearing mail, using maces, flails, and shields to fight, their strength is stronger than ordinary melee transcendents, but it is too tough for someone as tough as Doensos. Strange.

This appearance is really hard to believe that he is a follower of the Mother Earth.

In fact, Daunthos is a hybrid of human and savage, that is, a wild man.

The eyes of the soul saw the flame of faith in Daensos, which was majestic and full of vitality. He was definitely a devout believer of the Mother Earth Goddess, and only a little bit of a fanatic. His mood is also very gentle and peaceful, like a tolerant friend with a delicate mind, which forms a strong contrast with his fierce appearance.

What a shame!

Raistlin couldn't help sighing secretly.

According to what Izzet said before, Daunsos is well-known in Albert Bay and powerful, but because of his weird temper and ugly appearance, he has a bad relationship with other priests in the Church of the Earth, and he is a wild man who is looked down upon by others. , unwilling to join the soul hunting team or mercenary group, has been alone for many years and has no friends.

However, Dawson seems to be doing well on his own.

The weapons and equipment on his body are quite luxurious, and all of them have their origins.

Raistlin could tell with a few glances that Daunthos's mace was an epic weapon called the "Kelvin Crusher", which weighed three thousand pounds and was well-known in Arrenus. His bowl guards are a pair of "Ogre Armguards", and his belt is a "Heavy Strength Girdle". They are all top-grade magic equipment, which can increase his strength after wearing them.

The chain armor under the battle robe is also a complete set of "glory chain armor", which can increase the speed and power of divine spells, and comes with multiple divine spells.

This set of equipment comes from the Church of the Earth, and you can only be rewarded if you make enough contributions to the church.

The sacred book of the earth tied around the waist with an iron chain is as thick as a palm, and the cover is made of hard wood, engraved with the holy emblem of the goddess of the earth. This is actually Daunsos' magic weapon, which can be used not only to assist spellcasting, but also to practice the teachings of the Mother Earth, and can be used for prayer and blessing ceremonies.

Raistlin appraised in his heart that this piece of equipment greatly increased Daunthos's strength. Even though he was only level 17, he was a rare opponent in the legendary high-level.

By this time Izzet had finished speaking.

"You invited me to hunt Barlow together?" Daensos twitched his thick eyebrows, as if he was thinking.

Izzet was very sincere, and just as he was about to show his sincerity, Daensos nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll join."

"Uh..." The priest agreed so readily, but Izzet was caught off guard, making his originally prepared remarks useless. Izzet was overjoyed, but he did not lose his sense of propriety, and asked cautiously, "Your Excellency, do you have any other requests? Such as remuneration or other things."

Daensos smiled, "It seems that you are really sincere, and you are not trying to lie to me for nothing."

"How is this possible!" The dark elf shook his head repeatedly.

"Who is kind to me and who is malicious to me, I can tell at a glance. There is a difference between good and evil, this is the basic principle for me to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Dark elves, I have never seen a few people with a heart like yours Pure and kind person, you are qualified to be my friend."

Izzet was flattered by Doensos's appreciation, "Your Excellency has praised you."

"Just call me Daunsos." The wild man priest was completely relaxed, "As for the reward, being able to participate in the hunt and kill of a demon lord is the best reward for me. Other trophies are optional, if any , it’s up to you to distribute it.”

"Okay, I will never have any selfishness in this matter." Izzet swore.

Dawson nodded.

"Welcome!"

Izzet was extremely pleased that a team composed entirely of legendary high-ranking officials had assembled, and the plan that had been prepared for many years was finally about to begin.

Raistlin and Athena also welcomed it.

"please wait for a moment."

Daensos jumped into the half-collapsed cave at the back after speaking. A few seconds later, a huge amount of holy energy erupted, and there was a violent vibration from the ground, and all the caves dug by dozens of bear goblins around them collapsed.

The devil's nest was completely destroyed, and the flames of evil energy dissipated immediately.

Daensos jumped back to the ground, held the Holy Book of Earth around his waist in his hands, and turned to one of the pages. With a solemn expression, he knelt down and prayed in a low voice. Half a minute later, the scriptures released circles of pure holy energy, purifying the area near the devil's nest, and the flesh and blood of the bear goblin melted in the light, turning into nutrients and melting into the ground.

The gloomy and dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun shone down, the earth polluted by evil energy recovered little by little, and the unpleasant air also subsided.

Without the supply of fel energy from the Demon Nest, the land will soon return to life.

"Nourish all things and live forever!"

Daunthos chanted the teachings of the Earth Mother aloud, ending the purification ceremony. When he stood up, there was a satisfied smile on his face.

Raistlin noticed that he was holding a fel cluster in his hand.

This is a key item for building the Demon Nest. It has the aura of demonized bears and goblins. You can take it back to Albert Bay to prove that you have destroyed the Demon Nest and receive the reward for the mission.

Izzet said, "We're going back to the Gulf of Albert to make final preparations."

Daensos shook his head, hesitantly said: "I still have a task to clear up and not complete, the location is not far from here, you give me half a day."

The dark elf looked to Raistlin, asking for advice.

Raistlin asked directly, "Which direction is that devil's nest?"

"Over there." Doensos pointed to the southeast, "This mission was issued by the Knights of the Fist of Rage. They told me that it was a demon lair of demonized gnolls, about eighty-five miles away, near Nevada. A dead-leaf forest at the foot of the mountains."

"Everyone come closer."

Raistlin looked in the direction that Daunthos pointed, waved the silver staff, and casted the "group teleportation" he had just mastered.

Eight seconds later, four people teleported and disappeared at the same time.

The next second, they had already appeared in a wilderness eighty-five miles away, with dark clouds of fel energy shrouded above their heads, the ground cracked, and the air was filled with an unpleasant stench.

At a glance, Raistlin found the fel beacon smoke that shot straight into the sky in the distance, and the demon's nest was below, with a deviation of about three miles.

He immediately opened the portal again.

After everyone passed through, they found that they had reached the vicinity of the devil's nest.

The information given by the person who issued the mission was accurate. This is indeed a camp for demonized gnolls. There is a large forest of dead leaves growing on the hillside in front of it. After being polluted by evil energy, the leaves fall off, leaving only strange-shaped trunks and branches.

There are hundreds of simple wooden sheds built in the dead leaf forest. The outside of the camp is fenced off, and there are fierce demonized gnolls patrolling it. They are much taller than ordinary gnolls, holding rusty swords, wearing fur armor, and among them are gnoll priests who can cast spells.

Roughly speaking, there are more than 800 people in this Gnoll camp, and the largest wooden house in the middle of the camp is their demon lair.

The gnoll camp is as much of a threat as the bugbear horde before it.

Daunthos was about to move forward, but Raistlin stopped him: "Leave it to me." With the wildling priest's fighting style, it would take at least an hour or two to finish the job, and he didn't want to wait that long.

"good."

Dawson did not refuse.

Izzet also wanted to see Raistlin's spellcasting ability. Even Athena was very curious. She was familiar with Ren's body, but she had never seen Raistlin's spellcasting battle, not counting the time at the Golden Gate Hotel.

Raistlin checked the distance and started to move.

In a flash, he appeared at the foot of the dry leaf forest, less than a kilometer away from the camp of the wolf man.

The gnolls quickly discovered the enemy, and the camp roared like a pot of boiling water, and a large number of gnolls rushed out of the camp and rushed down the hillside.

A chaotic roar resounded through the sky.

Raistlin ignored the gnoll's charge and focused on casting.

After he flashed over, he held the silver staff to trigger the spell-casting acceleration effect, and the straight body of the staff lit up with gorgeous runes, and a burst of energy radiated out. The eight-ring mirror image technique only took two seconds to complete, and it was upgraded to nine rings. Twelve mirror images appeared around him.

Each mirror image is exactly the same, possessing 70% of the strength of the main body.

In the distance, Izzet, Daunsos, and Athena all looked straight. There are so many mirror images, and I can't tell the difference between the main body and the mirror image.

Then they saw thirteen Raistlins lined up, casting spells rapidly at the same time.

In an instant, each Raistlin summoned ten fireballs. Inside the blazing fireball was a hard black core, like a shooting star, surrounding them.

Ma Youfu Micro Meteor!

"this……"

All three recognized the spell, but were puzzled.

Doesn’t Ma Youfu’s micro-meteorite only have five rings at most, and can create up to five small meteors at a time? Why did Raistlin create ten!

Moreover, the little meteor he created was so big that it was equivalent to the fists of two adults.

Only Athena guessed the truth.

The Endless Storm in Raistlin's hands could shorten the casting time by two seconds when casting fourth to sixth ring spells, and trigger double casting, directly doubling the number of small meteors.

Thirteen Raistlins, one hundred and thirty Meteorites.

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There was an ear-piercing whistling.

All the small meteors shot into the sky, drawing a gentle parabola, and each small meteor dragged out a four-meter-five-meter-long tail flame. The small meteor flew at a very fast speed, reached a high place, and then fell down, hitting the wolf man camp.

Boom boom boom...

The small meteor smashed into the camp in the dead leaf forest, and no matter what it touched, it exploded immediately. The power of any small meteor is no less than that of a Pyroblast. The metal core of the meteor explodes into fragments, splashes in all directions, and releases a terrifying high-temperature flame.

Gnolls, wooden houses, dead trees... were blown to pieces in an instant.

A round of meteor bombing destroyed one-third of the Gnoll camp. I don't know how many Gnolls were directly killed, and the flames were everywhere.

And that's just the beginning.

After Raistlin shot the small meteor, he immediately cast Mayouf's micro meteor for the second time, and the endless storm allowed him and the mirror image to instantly cast this five-ring spell.

Another hundred and thirty small meteors were created.

The first round of small meteors was still flying in mid-air, and the second round of small meteors was shot out.

Then came the third round, the fourth round, the fifth round... waves appeared one after another, like a violent storm, endless. In each round, one hundred and thirty small meteors shot high into the sky and fell towards the Gnoll camp on the hillside, covering the entire area indiscriminately, leaving no chance of escape.

There was a meteor shower in the sky, but the spectacular sight was a declaration of death.

The earth trembled and explosions roared.

In less than half a minute, the dead-leaf forest on the hillside was a sea of ​​flames. Not a single wooden house in the camp was intact, and more than 800 wolf men were all killed in the explosion and flames. The gnolls who had first spotted Raistlin were blown up before they even had a chance to break out of the camp.

In the last two rounds of small meteors, Raistlin adjusted the casting angle, and all of them hit the largest wooden house in the middle, which is the location of the devil's nest.

There were demonized gnolls in the legendary realm and a few werewolf priests in the devil's lair, but under the bombardment of 260 small meteors, they were blown into powder together with the devil's nest, leaving no bones left.

In the mobile phone interface, the power of the soul pool surged.

When the battery stopped rising, which meant that all the gnolls were dead, Raistlin opened a random door to the demon lair, grabbed it from the air, and took a fel crystal cluster from the burning sea of ​​flames.

He dismissed the mirror image and flashed back to his teammates.

"Here, we should go back."

When no one responded, Raistlin realized that the faces of the three of them were dull.

Especially Daunthos, looking at the gnoll camp that had turned into a sea of ​​flames, his eyes were full of shock and envy, he was speechless for a long time, and even forgot to pick up the fel crystal cluster that Raistlin handed over.