Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 35 Ending the Demon
  As time passed by, the harsh roar of the hell chariot gradually became clearer.

"Here comes one," Harsin said.

The figure of the hell chariot in the distance gradually became clearer. On the deck, a beard demon (Baba demon) was steering Watching the remaining two bearded demons from the bow of the boat.

"Damn Bafo, he's just a downgraded wretch, how dare you ask me like this!"

Hearing his complaint, the two bearded demons following him looked at each other. They didn't quite understand why Bafo asked them not to stay in the chariot but to come out to greet him.

One of the bearded demons, like the leading hedgehog demon, thought that Bafo was abusing his authority, but the other bearded demon seemed to have thought of something. After hesitating for a moment, he still said to them.

"Bafo must be trying to establish authority and bind us under his leadership, so that he can push us out and use us as cannon fodder in the next bloody battle in the abyss."

"All of his original subordinates have fled because of his lowered rank. Although we are only temporarily subordinate to him now, if he bullies us and forces us to stand in line, there is nothing we can do."

"During the bloody battle, Master Haros will not care about the lives of us lower-level devils."

"What should we do? Sir, our class is lower than his. After the blood sacrifices of those humans are returned to hell, we will probably be automatically assigned to his team and then go to the front line to participate in the bloody battle."

The hedgehog thought for a while and realized that this might be really big. But in hell, class is more important than anything else. Moreover, now is the time for the bloody battle in the abyss. The original direct superiors can't control them at all, so they seem to have no choice but to accept their fate. .

"Damn it, am I still going to have to work hard to please him! I just lost the secret order given by Master Haros inexplicably before, which gave me a huge headache!"

"Damn!"

He angrily hit the chariot with the long knife in his hand, but in the end he sighed as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"That's all we can do. If we can survive this bloody battle, then everything will be easy, but now we have no choice."

At this time, they were very close to their destination, and he could even see Bafo waiting for them at the entrance of the cave, and a... Cambion next to him? But the color doesn't seem right?

Xu Mo: "Where did Cambion come from? Shouldn't the subordinates of such a high-level devil be participating in a bloody battle on the front line at this time? Why are they here?"

Hedgehog Demon: "No matter, it's not important. In short, if we want to survive the next bloody battle, we still have to rely on Bafo. We will definitely not be the only ones participating in the next bloody battle. If we join forces quickly enough, we might be able to survive." With a few subordinates, the probability of survival will be greatly increased."

"Be smart for a while and don't mess with him."

Several other demons nodded secretly, but just when they were silently preparing their lines and wanting to take refuge, the chain demon they thought was Bafo suddenly raised his hand, and endless huge thorns sprouted from both sides of the road. In just an instant, Climbed all over the chariot and stopped it forcefully.

The powerful hell engine is no match for the thorns, which are as thin as an arm. The other devils were directly blinded by this inexplicable natural spell. Endless thorns directly covered their bodies, and the plants were among the plants. They twisted against each other, the sharp thorns and rattan tearing them into pieces like a meat grinder.

Sixth Ring Spell, Wall of Thorns.

When Nohir saw this move, he couldn't help but sigh at the power of the spellcasting profession. Such a large-scale, continuous, and high-intensity attack. Ordinary melee professionals have no way to defend themselves. They will only attack at the moment of being hit by this spell. Torn to pieces by it.

However, the powerful must have limitations, and the biggest limitation of the spellcasting profession is their daily number of spellcastings. As far as Nohill knows, a 16th-level druid only has one six-level spell slot, one seven-level spell slot and one eight-level spell slot. Circle spell slot.

Once these high-level spells are used up, there will only be some low-level spells left. However, the druid profession can also rely on natural transformation for melee combat. It is not a crispy mage in the traditional sense, especially the one chosen by Halsin. The Moon Society's special skill is animal transformation, and spell attacks are not the focus.

Halsin stopped the spell effect to prevent the thorns that continued to grow wildly from crushing the hell chariot.

In fact, if you just kill them, you don't need to use such a high-level spell as the sixth-level spell. But when you kill them, you can't hurt the humans in the car, so you can only use this controllable, non-direct killing, and killing method. There are still enough spells.

"There are still some humans in the car, but according to the helmet's induction, all the demons have been destroyed."

Nohir stepped forward to check, and the thorns automatically gave way to him. He opened the carriage door and let the humans out. After briefly explaining the situation to them, he let them take shelter in the cave with the others.

After temporarily settling it, Harsin also sensed that another chariot was about to arrive.

"Let's go, Nohir, let's ambush another car. I won't take action this time. Let me see your recent progress."

After hearing this, Nohir immediately twisted his neck, stretched his waist, showed a friendly and kind smile, took off the vampire hanging on both sides of his thighs, rubbed the ax blades against each other, and scraped out sparks. "Then I really can't wait to show it to you, Master."

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When another chariot rushed out from the other side of the mountain in the distance, they immediately noticed something was wrong. The inexplicable appearance of such a large number of thorns made the devils on the vehicle immediately become nervous.

"Wait, slow down, the camp seems to be under attack, we-"

A flying ax fell directly from the sky and was fiercely embedded in the face of the talking hedgehog demon. The spikes on his face were chopped and flew around, and a large amount of dirty blood spurted out from it, causing him to roar loudly in pain.

"Enemy attack! Up there!"

Among the remaining three bearded demons, two immediately ran to the ballista equipped with a stabbing spear. As a result, the one on the left had just adjusted its position, and before it could take aim, it was kicked from the sky by Nohir. He kicked to the front of the chariot and was cut into meat patties by the tracks of the chariot.

All this happened too fast, but the battles the devils had experienced were many times more severe than those of mortals. It was not like they had never encountered a surprise attack of this level. Without any hesitation, a bearded demon directly held a long knife and pointed towards Nuo. Hill slashed at him, and the other one immediately turned its crossbow and pointed it straight at Nohill.

But at the moment when he was about to pull down the firing rod, Nohill flew up again and kicked the muzzle of the cannon. The 18-point power made the bearded demon unable to control it at all, and the spear missed directly. The long knife that was struck was also chopped crooked by Nohir as he flew up.

The wings moved slightly to adjust the posture and he immediately rushed forward. After entering the attack range, he directly used his free left hand to grab the bearded demon who was unbalanced due to the violent attack of the weapon. His big hands clamped his head like a steel pliers and beat him hard. He was pushed down hard to the steel floor.

The fall hit him hard, but it didn't make him faint, so he immediately wanted to use the poison-filled tentacles on his chin to wrap around Nohir's hand and corrode him completely.

But just before he was about to completely wrap the poisonous beard around Nohir's gauntlet, the hand ax in his right hand chopped his spine into pieces with a direct blow.

After confirming the result of this attack, Nohill stood up directly.

Holding the almost paralyzed guy in his left hand, he threw it at the hedgehog demon who was still charging with a weapon with blood on his face, and knocked him to the ground.

He let go of the ax with his right hand, leaned over to pick up the fallen long-handled knife, leaned back and held the spear-throwing posture, and nailed the only intact Xumo who had just stood up to another ballista behind him. superior.

At this time, the only hedgehog demon with some fighting power left pushed away the half-dead thing pressing on him, covered his face with one hand, and fumbled for a weapon on the ground with the other hand.

The ax was still embedded in his face, but he didn't dare to pull it off. He sat on the ground in embarrassment and backed away with difficulty, while yelling crazily.

"Who! Cambion?! Who sent you to attack us?! Why? Why!!"

Nohir picked up the hand axe, and first struck the bearded demon nailed to the ballista with the axe, and then stepped on the half-dead bearded demon whose spine was chopped off.

"It's not a Cambion, it's a tiefling. This is the first time you've recognized me wrongly. Apart from the wings, do I really look that much like those things?"

Nohir slowly approached him with brisk steps, but the guy had no way to retreat, and his whole body was leaning against the bulkhead behind him.

Nohir doesn't want to torture his opponent too much, so his fighting style is always to kill with one hit or several hits in a short time.

So he directly grabbed the leg of the hedgehog demon, pulled him over, then stepped on his chest, pulled out the hand ax from his face with his left hand, and quickly struck several axes on his face. Send him back to his home in hell.

And the hedgehog demon could only calm its trembling hands again under this horrific execution.

"Phew - I can still feel this way without being violent. How can I put it? I feel relaxed."

Then Nohir looked around and looked at the plasma on the ground.

"..."

"I'm afraid my hellish blood has given me a slightly violent streak."

(End of this chapter)