Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 9 Escape from Hell
  "All in all, I'm doing pretty well."

"Except because of the previous background setting, I left the forest when I was 13 years old and went to Eltoril alone."

Now that I think about it, I really wanted to die. I knew where the danger was when I checked the information, but at that time, who knew that I could actually travel through time?

"Because I originally told Harsin that I was going to Eltoril to find my kindred spirits, Harsin didn't object much and even prepared a set of camping equipment and some money for me that I would need in the city."

"Then I walked on and off the road, half traveling and half adventurous, for nearly a month."

"I first walked south from the woodland for more than half a month, bypassing the area of ​​​​the Curse of Shadows, and followed the Jonsa River directly to Baldur's Gate, because my scattered memories of this city drove me to make a decision. Because of this behavior, before going to Eltoril, I chose to go in the opposite direction and visit Baldur's Gate first."

When I finally arrived in the city, I stayed there for several months.

"The reason why I stayed for so long is because this city brought back a lot of memories for me, but there were many differences in the details. I was really distressed during that time. The memories in my mind always felt like they were just a little bit different. I think about it, but it’s just smoke and mirrors, blurry.”

I have no choice but to stay in Baldur's Gate and earn money by performing here. The money Halsin gave me before was used to buy weapons and equipment, including a giant axe, two hand axes, and four javelins.

After all, Baldur's Gate is not a safe place, and my instinct has been reminding me to arm myself. My appearance is too eye-catching, which has caused me a lot of trouble.

I can only practice my professional abilities at Baldur's Gate while earning money through thaumaturgy and performing arts to buy a boat ticket and take the boat directly to Eltoril.

Although I can fly, I can't fly so far in one go. It's very tiring.

And if you want to go to Eltoril, you can only go by boat. Otherwise, you have to cross the wilderness directly. It’s not that it’s impossible, but it’s just not necessary. After all, if you really have to cross the wilderness, it will waste too much time. , it is far less convenient than taking a boat with the fleet.

Moreover, the wilderness is full of dangers. Even if I lived alone for five years when I was young, I dare not say that I can despise the wilderness. Although I have escaped death several times, luck will not always favor me.

On the way from Baldur's Gate to El Tor, only the first half of the wilderness was an area he was familiar with. The second half was an area he had never been to before, and he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't overturn in an unfamiliar area. .

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Take a boat from Wyvern Pass in Baldur's Gate and head east along the Jonsa River. The mighty fleet sailing from Baldur's Gate all the way through the main fortress of Ungarfe and the Dawnlord, starting from the date of departure from the woodland. , it took half a year to reach the destination, Eltoril.

"Then I have been staying in this city. Not long ago, I was still thinking about how to make a living in the city. Making money by performing magic tricks was not working anymore."

"It wasn't until the day before yesterday that my memory suddenly fully recovered, and then I was almost alive when I crashed into the entire city and was dragged into hell."

"To be honest, if I hadn't awakened my memory at that time and could fly again, I would have been thrown into the River Styx by a demon flying out of the sky like most people in that city two days ago and turned into a devil. The lemures were then thrown to the front lines of the battle between hell and the abyss, becoming cannon fodder in the bloody battle."

Nohir sighed deeply and suppressed the fear that once again surged in his heart.

After completely digesting the memories in his mind, he is no longer the ordinary person on earth. His life experience is bizarre even in this world. It stands to reason that he should have been accustomed to danger and overcome it. of fear.

But compared with the whole city being pulled into hell in an instant, that is completely different concept.

I'm running out of ink...

"Before that city completely fell into the abyss, I had lived there for more than half a year."    "Eltoril does live up to the name of the Holy City. It has perfect and powerful laws, a brave and elite knights, and an open Tolerant citizens and a shockingly low crime rate.”

"For a world as civilized as the Middle Ages, this is definitely an incredible feat."

"But all this is an illusion. The reason why it is so inclusive, so open, and so beautiful is to attract more people to settle here, so that when the net is finally closed, the mouth will be full of oil."

"This is a mousetrap filled with bait. Ignorant mice like us walked in with false hope and were firmly tied around the neck by the order and beauty in front of us."

"The people in the city never expected that they would face such a tragic fate. They obviously did nothing..."

"I escaped. When the second sun hovering over the city suddenly turned as dark as ink, my mind was overwhelmed by the sudden awakening of a large number of memories. I immediately realized that something was wrong."

"The memories of when I was looking up information on the day of time travel flooded into my mind like crazy, and I understood everything in an instant."

"This city was shrouded in a huge conspiracy 50 years ago. The city's top watcher, Tavis Craig, betrayed the country and sold the entire city, including his soul, to hell. The devil king here, who is also the source of my bloodline, Zariel, in exchange for Eltoril’s 50-year term.”

"When the term ends, this city will be pulled into the Nine Hells by the validity of the contract, and together with these ordinary people living in the city, they will be instantly transported to the Nine Hells in confusion and fear. Fornas, their souls will be thrown into the River Styx, printed with Zariel's mark, and become her devil soldiers."

"The artificial sun that began to hover over this holy city 50 years ago, a great creation affectionately called [Ban Yang] by all Eltoril people, became the cover of the mousetrap. .”

His memory goes back to the day the world turned upside down.

"[Ban Yang], this huge and sophisticated instrument has been protecting the city from the threats of the surrounding undead and dark creatures for the past 50 years, but just the day before yesterday, the originally warm [Ban Yang] suddenly tore apart It filled the sky with a dark glow."

"The black sun rotates and twists like a black hole. Endless devils fly out of it. Eight huge chains fall from the sky and are embedded in the city. The dim yellow light curtain spreads like a cover. It only takes a few minutes. It can cover 80% of the city, and then transport everything inside the cover to hell out of thin air."

"I ran away in embarrassment. Before the light spread completely, through the black hole, I saw what was waiting for this city on the other side of hell. That was the source of my bloodline, Zariel, she was there. While waiting quietly, that feeling is absolutely unmistakable.”

"Although it was just an outline, this gentle glance almost made me lose the courage to escape. It was not something I could deal with. I couldn't save anyone, and I almost couldn't even save myself..."

Nohir closed the note abruptly, he couldn't think about it anymore.

Eltoril has fallen, but there are still survivors around the city.

The coverage of Banyang has not caught up with Eltoril's 50 years of expansion, but even so, 80% of the entire city from the middle is only a bottomless pit.

The people who were lucky enough to survive were frightened by this huge change, and they all tried their best to escape. I was just the fastest one.

"The black sun is still hanging high in the sky, which means that anyone can enter hell through that damn thing if they want to, and those things in hell can also come out through that thing at any time."

"The most elite garrison in the city, the Hell Knights, were almost completely wiped out. If my guess is correct, there must be scattered devils emerging from them now, relying on fear to harvest the souls of escaped mortals."

"But on the way here, I saw that the main fortress of the Lord of the Dawn was already preparing for war. The Northern Lords Alliance must have also known that the capital of Ertugard has fallen. Someone will deal with the devils who escaped."

(End of this chapter)