Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 68 The Dust Settles
  "Satisfy you, man."

Nohir let go of the two severed arms in his hands and threw them on the ground casually. The assassin's arm was torn off by the huge force the moment he was knocked away by Nohir.

Now the enemy seems to have been wiped out, but Nohill still does not relax his vigilance. The past life in the wilderness tells Nohill that he must be cautious when fighting in unfamiliar locations, because predators will never openly attack from the front. walk out.

Nohir kept observing the surroundings. Although there were many torches in this room, not many were lit. Fortunately, his dim vision was able to see through the darkness.

So he was just alert to the possible dangers in the looming darkness, while approaching the people who fell on the ground, wanting to check their injuries. However, just as Nohir turned around and wanted to get closer to those who fell on the ground. Human, his keen sense of smell detected a smell of blood that did not belong to humans.

He suddenly realized something, and immediately focused his devilish yellow pupils, relying on the not-so-bright firelight to get rid of the black and white picture caused by his dark vision talent.

He looked at the corpses lying on the ground. The disguise of the original assassin was fading away, and what was revealed was the ugly and slender body of the shapeshifter. The gray blood that was unique to the shapeshifter spurted out from the wounds.

Nohir immediately jumped back a few steps away from the people he had wanted to check on for help. He now strongly suspected that some of the people lying on the ground might be shapeshifters in disguise.

"We just killed three, and there is another one upstairs, but there are five hostages here. If the shapeshifter's plan is to infiltrate here in disguise, then there is something wrong with this number."

Nohill switched his perspective back to dark vision again, and began to carefully examine the surrounding environment. Soon he discovered that there were signs of turning in the haystack on his left. As he walked around the people who fell on the ground, he walked from He pulled out his tomahawk from the wall, and then slowly used the tomahawk to push aside the haystack.

A slender half-elf was lying helplessly among the weeds.

Nohir immediately turned around and threw the battle ax in his hand at the half-elf lying on the ground on the other side. This made the "half-elf" roll to his feet in an instant, trying to avoid the attack.

He dodged, but not completely. The moment he stood up, the battle ax passed directly under him, cutting off his calf, which made the shape-shifter let out a shrill scream.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The shape-shifter whose legs were cut off fell to the ground helplessly. He revealed his true form and crawled awkwardly on the ground with his remaining limbs, trying to stay away from Nohir.

At this moment, his heart was full of grief and anger. The original plan was not like this!

His original plan was to have three of his men disguise themselves as assassins and take hostages. Another of his fellow shapeshifters had already said that the man above was from the Emerald Garden. To deal with such kind-hearted fools, use hostages to threaten such kind of people. The method has always been very effective, so if you can directly defeat him with just this trick, everyone will be happy.

But if that person shows that he doesn't care about the life and death of these people at all, his subordinates will also negotiate with that person. At this time, he has disguised himself as a half-elf and can sneak attack him while the person relaxes his vigilance, soaking him with his own blood. Claws covered in crawler slime! Just scratch him and he will definitely fall to the ground!

This plan was supposed to work! But no one expected that guy to be so reckless. He launched an attack without even saying a few words, and also killed his other three men almost instantly, which frightened his brain to the point of shutting down. .

So even if the man reached his attack range for a moment during this period, he did not have the courage to launch a sneak attack on him. He could only lie on the ground helplessly, praying that the man did not find the one he was hiding in the haystack. Guy.

Then in less than five or six seconds, the guy took back his weapon, discovered the hostage he had hidden, and launched an attack on himself without hesitation, and cut off one of his legs. !
  "Ahhh! No! I can't die here! No!"

But Nohir just stepped forward lightly, raised his leg and kicked him on the chin, knocking him nearly a foot off the ground, and he fainted completely. Nohill did not choose to kill him because he still had questions to ask him. He deliberately spared the assassin's life upstairs just for this purpose. However, at that time, he did not act lightly. He was not sure whether the assassin was dead or not. Death, if you die, won’t the information be completely lost?
  So let’s keep this monster alive for now.

Nohir held the battle ax in his hand tightly, and activated the tiefling's innate ability, Red Flame Slash. Flames poured out from his hand, burning the originally black steel-colored battle ax red, and then stuck directly to the shapeshifter. He stopped the bleeding at the cross section of his calf wound.

"Uh-huh, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Boom!
  Nohir punched him directly in the head, helping him achieve physical sleep.

As long as there is no fierce battle, Nohill can maintain a relative calmness even in a violent state. In this state, Nohill has a very good grasp of his own strength and can knock him out almost instantly. It passed without endangering his physical and mental health.

perhaps.

boom!
  "Fire Fist is doing business! No one is allowed--Heim, damn it! What happened here?!"

There was a very rough sound, which sounded like the door was violently kicked open, followed closely by the sound of the Flame Fists' rough law enforcement.

Nohir, who was under the cellar, finally relaxed a little when he heard this voice. After he relieved himself of his violent state, he dragged the innocent victims to the corner with some effort and leaned their backs against the wall, keeping them facing each other. Comfortable position.

The mucus secreted by the scavenger carapace has a very strong paralyzing effect, but it will not cause death by itself, and it will not even cut off the person's sense of pain. It will only make the person unable to move or speak at all.

This kind of thing itself has no antidote, but as long as you don't continue to take this kind of thing, the effectiveness of the mucus will generally weaken to almost nothing in about half an hour.

"Don't worry, the paralysis effect will end soon. The sound of my previous fighting has attracted Yan Fist. They should all be upstairs now."

Nohir said to Ensor, and at the same time pulled out the holy symbol representing the green leisure garden from his neck again.

"I am Nohir Temariti from the Emerald Garden, so please do not doubt my identity. The reason why I know this location is because Master Harxing, who is also from the Emerald Garden, got it by asking Ms. Jahira. I hope this information about this stronghold can dispel your concerns."

Ensor blinked at Nohir, his eyes showed gratitude, and Nohir just nodded and said to him.

"You're welcome. You should help your allies. I originally came here to seek help from the Harper. This encounter was just a coincidence."

"You guys sit here and have a good rest. I'll deal with those flaming fists."

　Thanks to Hidden Gun, I Am the Sword Master, I Will Deng Qingming, Liangyue Yitou, Star Warrior 99, Wuxin, Mr. Crow 79, Thank you very much! ! !

　　
  　
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