Chapter 661

two days later.

Under the gloomy sky, void ripples appeared on the top of a desolate hill, and five figures appeared a few seconds later.

It was Raistlin and his party.

Looking to the east, Barack saw the endless sea a few miles away, and the endless coastlines on the north and south sides. He said happily, "We're here! This is the east coast. I've been here a few times before, so there should be Shield Island in front of me."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and there was a piece of land embedded in the sea in the north, facing east, separated from their location by the bay.

If it is not known in advance that this is an island, it is easy to mistake it for the main body of the New World.

Raistlin saw further.

The long and narrow island is like a shield of irises, with a length of more than 400 miles from east to west, and only 50 miles at its widest point from north to south. Most of the island is flat and fertile soil, covered with dark dark forests. The west end and the New World are only one river away separated.

Across the river from the western end of Shield Island is a peninsula with a small area of ​​less than a hundred square kilometers. It is like an irregular dagger. The northern part extends from the New World and plunges into the sea. The west side is the mouth of two rivers, forming a An excellent natural port.

This peninsula is the famous "Abraken".

During the Third Era, Abraken was the most developed economic center of the elves in the New World.

Even today, more than 3,000 years later, you can still see the shadows of countless cities on the peninsula and the vast land to the west, with architectural ruins everywhere, and through the traces of vicissitudes, it seems to be able to see the glory of the past.

However, now it is a paradise for the undead and monsters.

Abraken and its affiliated Shield Island are far away from the Eastern Great Plains and outside the sphere of influence of the Netif demons. Since the fall of the New World, this area has been controlled by minions of the Lord of the Necrons, known as the Undead.

The lord of the dead is not keen on building the gate of the abyss to pollute the earth. It will only send out the Scourge to kill all living things and transform them into undead.

The area controlled by the undead is almost a dead place.

As far as Raistlin could see, the world was lifeless.

The plants on the ground are not affected, and the vegetation is flourishing. It looks slightly better than the wasteland polluted by evil energy, but there is not even a living thing walking around.

This is only the fringe area controlled by the undead.

Going hundreds of miles further north, you enter the northern ice field "Kanod" in the New World, which is a dead world and an absolute forbidden zone for life.

At this time, a cold wind blew from the north, with a foul smell.

An ominous curse is vaguely mixed in the wind, as if a ghost is whispering in the ear, attacking everyone's will and soul.

Raistlin waved his hand, casting a spell to block the evil wind.

"Let's continue."

He locked the position and cast the group teleportation technique again, and soon, the whole team disappeared into the void.

In the next second, everyone appeared tens of miles away, and found themselves standing in the middle of a large piece of ruins, identifying their orientation. This is the westernmost end of Shield Island, and two or three miles to the west is the river separated by Abraken. You can see a bridge that has collapsed for many years.

Izzet glanced around and immediately noticed the abnormality, and said in a low voice: "There are traces of fierce fighting here, and it will not exceed five years at most."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sounds in the surrounding ruins.

One after another corpses turned over the ground and climbed up, zombies, ghouls, skeleton warriors, etc. Pale resentful spirits appeared in the air, and dozens of undead screamed strangely. They smelled the smell of living people and looked at them from all directions. Everyone rushed over madly.

In the distance, more undead were disturbed and woke up from the ground.

The five of them were unmoved, and didn't even take a second look.

"Heavenly light!"

Daensos casually released a six-ring magical spell, and the holy and bright light shone on the earth. All the undead screamed in pain and were burned to ashes in an instant.

"Roar……"

A roar resounded through the sky, and the ruins hundreds of meters away exploded.

A huge figure more than ten meters high stood up. Its body was glued together from hundreds of corpses, and it was barely recognizable as a human figure. These corpses were dressed in the clothes they had been alive. They were highly decomposed and swollen, oozing black pus and exuding a disgusting stench, like monsters who came out of a nightmare.

This is a legendary mid-level Stitched Corpse King.

It turned its head to look at Raistlin and the others, roaring and charged.

The ground shook, and the heavy stitched corpse king was not running, but more like rolling, and a large snowflake would shake off his body with every step. Upon closer inspection, these snowflakes are actually clusters of maggots that make one's scalp tingle.

Daunthos's heavenly light shone on the Stitched Corpse King, emitting bursts of black smoke, and the superficial corpse recovered quickly after being charred. The Stitched Corpse King is too big, and such damage can only make it painful, but not fatal.

Soon, the Stitched Corpse King rushed within two hundred meters.

Athena covered her nose with a look of disgust.

As for other enemies, no matter how powerful she is, she is not afraid at all, and has already charged up to meet the enemy. But the Stitched Corpse King in front of her was too disgusting, making her feel more terrifying than the Balrog.

Izzet also frowned, unwilling to let his war blade get dirty.

Barack quickly drew out his guns and was about to fire, but he heard Raistlin say, "Don't waste bullets." Turning around, Raistlin was already casting a spell.

A giant transparent fist descended from the sky, hitting the Stitched Corpse King.

boom!

The huge tumbling undead was knocked to the ground with a punch, splashing countless pus and corpse water, and maggots spewed out like waves. These disgusting and filthy things contain a powerful force of death, which protects itself and fights against the black chains emerging from the void.

A burst of dead energy erupted, and the hundreds of corpses that made up the Stitched Corpse King worked together, trying to break the chains wrapped around his body.

Crack, crack... just a few of the void chains were broken, and before it regained its freedom, a cloud of flames flew towards it.

Eight Ring Pyroblast Technique!

If the basket-sized red flame had any substance, it would have exploded the moment it hit the Stitched Corpse King, as if it had condensed from molten rock.

bang...

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the monstrous flames engulfed the corpse king more than ten meters high, and the flame shock wave instantly swept across the space within a radius of 100 meters.

Izzet and the others were taken aback, their eardrums stinging from the shock.

When the explosion subsided and the flames and smoke dispersed, the Stitched Corpse King had completely disappeared.

At its previous position, there was only a large crater formed by the explosion, which was three or four meters deep. With the crater as the center, there were ravines radiating, extending to a hundred meters away. Everything within the explosion range disappeared, and the entire area The ruins turned into white ground.

The teammates were all stunned, is Pyro-Explosion so strong?

When they fought with the Balrog, they had endured the Pyroblast technique of the Balrog several times, and it also had eight rings. Why was it so much less powerful than Raistlin?

If Dimaertu's fire spells were so terrible, even if he drank the fire resistance potion and the fire protection spells, he would probably lose his staff.

Raistlin nodded in satisfaction.

This is the first actual combat application since I have the Balrog crown. The legendary element is really powerful, with a three-fold increase in power, plus the dual effects of "deflagration" and "explosion". One shot of Pyroblast instantly killed a legendary mid-level suture corpse king.

No other arcane technique has such a strong lethality.

It's cool to be a fort mage!

He looked at his teammates who were still in a daze, his face was indifferent, but his heart felt dark, and he almost laughed out loud.

The Stitched Corpse King is the leader of the undead in this area. After it was killed, the surrounding undead fell silent, lying on the ground like a real corpse, and never crawled out again.

Raistlin flashed into the sky and quickly found his target.

He landed and opened a portal, and his teammates followed him in, and came to a larger ruin. There was a huge square hole in front of him, like a pit left by something after it was lifted from the ground, with four sides They are all a mile long, and the deepest point is more than 500 meters.

There are dilapidated buildings on the ground around the quadrangular pit, like newly built towns.

However, the town has been completely destroyed.

Everyone was standing on the edge of this huge pit, and they were all stunned by the sight in front of them.

"this place……"

Barack already knew how the giant crater was formed.

A few years ago, Wezeland was invaded by the Scourge and attacked by another floating city. It is now well known that this incident has caused a sensation in the human strongholds and cities in the New World.

There have always been rumors that the floating city was built on the New World, somewhere on the east coast.

But the east coast is mostly a dead land, which is much more dangerous than the west coast. There are very few transcendents who venture to the east coast, and even if they hear that it is near Shield Island, few people have seen it with their own eyes.

"So it's here!" Dawnsos' face suddenly changed.

Izzet was shocked by the size of the crater.

He has never seen a floating city, but from this huge pit, he can see how magnificent a floating city is, and he can't help but be fascinated by the empire.

Raistlin didn't think much of it, and looked around, hoping to find some clues.

The all-seeing eye and the eye of the soul are fully operational.

The darkness inside the giant pit receded like a tide, and the rune magic circle left by the original construction of the floating city emerged, and some undead, dark rooms and abnormal places hidden in the dark were found out by him, but after careful observation, he did not Nothing useful was found.

Raistlin fell into the pit and searched further.

The teammates guessed what he was going to do, so they waited patiently, watching Raistlin move in the pit, flashing into the sky from time to time, or falling to a certain position to check carefully, occasionally a few undead attacked, and he was killed before he got close. A fireball was blown to pieces.

Half an hour later, Raistlin flashed back to his side.

"How?" Athena asked concerned: "Did you find anything?"

Raistlin shook his head, "No."

There was not much disappointment on his face. During the construction of Xinxiang Floating Void City, Korsted had been secretly controlling it. With Kersted's caution, it was almost impossible to leave any clues. When the Floating Void City flew away, the place where it was built It's even more useless.

This time I went to Shield Island just to try my luck, and I didn't have too much expectation.

Raistlin's gaze fell to the ruins on the edge of the crater.

This is part of the plan of the Modu nobles and Wezelan wizards. While building the floating city, a new city must also be built as a starting point to open up a new continent. They have also worked hard to migrate a large number of residents from the empire. The first people of the new kingdom.

It's a pity that all those people and towns were destroyed, and they were all sacrificed to the Lord of the Dead, and became sacrifices for Kosted's promotion to the Holy Soul Lich.

Raistlin thought for a while, and decided to search the ruins of the town.

He cast the mirror image technique, and the twelve mirror images scattered.

Teammates help too.

There are almost no intact buildings in the ruins. It seems that they have been attacked by a large-scale spell, and they all collapsed, pressing everything below, making the search efficiency extremely low.

Fifteen minutes later, Raistlin's mirror image disappeared.

The teammates didn't find anything, instead they kept alarming the undead hidden in the ground. These undead creatures that didn't reach the legend didn't pose a threat, but they were too disturbing, which seriously affected the speed of the search.

Raistlin cast the mirror image every hour. After three times, he had searched most of the ruins, but still found nothing.

When he was considering whether to continue, he spotted a guy sneaking up.

"Um?"

Raistlin's face remained unmoved, and he continued to search, watching out of the corner of his eye.

The opponent's figure was hiding in the shadows, moving at a not slow speed, but without making the slightest sound. He thought it was very hidden, but he didn't know that he had been seen clearly by the all-seeing eye.

This is a slender female elf.

She was wearing dark red leather armor, with pointed ears exposed on both sides of the hood, golden hair, slender eyebrows, blood-red pupils, and two blue curved daggers stuck in her waist. She was hiding in the dark and observing the ruins. Everyone, the posture is very cautious.

"A blood elf legendary assassin?"

The eyes of the soul saw that she was not hostile. It should have been attracted by the sound of the spell explosion. She was far away and potentially thousands of meters away, and she had no intention of attacking at all.

It is not surprising to meet blood elves in the northeast of the New World.

At the end of the last era, when the elves withdrew from the New World, a group of elves did not have time to retreat, and some were unwilling to leave and decided to stay and defend their homeland.

They merged into a new branch of elves, calling themselves blood elves.

After the New World was destroyed by the "Great Earthquake", the blood elves retreated to a large island in the northeast. They named it "Novafax", which means "revenge" in the high elf language. They vowed to take revenge on the abyss and take back their homeland. .

In the long years of more than three thousand years, the blood elves have experienced countless catastrophes, and even gave up their beliefs and converted to the "Goddess of Nemesis" Tixifen, but they persisted.

To this day, the blood elves have not given up their vows of vengeance.

The "Island of Revenge" where the blood elves live is only a thousand miles away from Abraken. The northeast of the New World is their main activity area, so it is normal to meet blood elves.

A thought flashed through Raistlin's mind.

The blood elves have been active nearby for many years. When the floating city was built, it was impossible to hide it from them. Maybe these blood elves know some clues?