Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 13 Balo Flame Demon
In the depths of the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range.

Under the dark night, the wolves with their eyes shining with wild light are moving quietly, and other nocturnal hunters are also dispatched one after another, ghostly figures looming in the mountains.

At this time, in a hidden valley deep in the mountains, a bright fire suddenly flashed, making the entire valley red.

The fierce battles that took place in this valley can be seen in the bright firelight, and weathered bones and broken swords can still be found today.

The valley is full of withered and yellow weeds, dilapidated buildings and broken marble columns everywhere, as if telling the magnificence of the past.

Jie Jie Jie...

Countless ghosts and wild ghosts awakened by the energy of the necromancer wander unconsciously in the valley, and this place is more like a restricted area for the living!

Under the bright light of the fire, an altar with a diameter of more than ten meters was clearly displayed in the thick night.

The inside of the altar has been cracked, and some strange vines and tenacious weeds grow from the cracks, covering up the interlaced strange runes on the altar.

On the entire altar, there is a statue of a wolf man with many scars, which has been blurred due to severe weathering.

The only things that are more conspicuous are the ferocious fangs and claws on the statue and the black spikes on the back.

Suddenly, a burst of dull footsteps broke the tranquility of the entire valley. This is a group of wolf man priests in black and brown robes!

When the wolf man priest came near the altar, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling deeply on the ground, murmuring ancient demonic language.

As the ancient whispers of demons echoed in the valley, streams of evil energy continued to gather towards the altar.

for a moment...

In the eyes of the scarred wolf man statue, emerald flames were burning strangely, a little bit of divine light slowly emerged, and the aura from the abyss began to spread continuously.

"My lord, the great demon lord! King of the gnolls! For the prosperity of the gnolls, your most devout people are waiting for your instructions."

"Blood, killing, fear, and death are not enough to calm my anger!"

……

On the edge of the Black Pearl Forest, on the road leading to Winter City.

The hobgoblin army drives the oxen and horses carrying the siege equipment, drives the well-trained wargs, and sings the ancient hobgoblin war song:
They crumble before our shields, they lie down by our swords!
Their homeland has been conquered by us, and their descendants have been enslaved by us.

Shura field!Shura field!
Victory belongs to us!

The ground echoed with hundreds of boots, and the black army marched in the direction of Winter City.

……

Upper City of Winter City.

Somewhere in a hidden underground chamber echoes a corrupt summoning ritual.

The dark phosphorous fire was erratic.

The blood on the altar flowed along the strange formation.

"Come out!"

"Fear from the abyss!"

The bright red altar magic circle suddenly erupted with the dazzling light of the summoning magic circle, and gradually dissipated with the light.

A violent atmosphere from the bottomless abyss mixed with a strong smell of sulfur filled this not very spacious underground chamber.

Roar!
Accompanied by a frightening roar, a dark red figure with flames all over its body emerged.

Barlow Balrog 【Level [-] Legendary】

large outsider demon
Creature level: 25

Challenge Level: Level 20

属性：力量35、敏捷25、智力21、感知24、魅力26、体质31
Special Feats: Sleight of Hands, Cleave, Two-Weapon Fighting, Aura of Fire, Demon Resistance, Incinerate, Magic Weapon, Multistrike

Supernatural abilities: Storm Sword, Flame Whip, Fear, Entangle, Detect Magic, See Invisibility

Spell-Like Abilities (cast at will): precise teleport, blasphemy, fireball, deep darkness, mass fear, detect good, detect law, unholy aura, unholy shadow strike, wall of fire, firestorm ( 1/1 time per day), Demon Summoning (1/1 time per day)...

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Summoning and controlling demons is very strenuous and difficult, and those with weak hearts cannot afford this kind of work and its consequences.

——Excerpt from "The Chronicles of Igvil Volt Demons"

As representatives of ancient and terrifying evil, they lead armies of demons, thirsting for power and destroying all creatures that stand in their way.

They drive demonic fury to power their dying Incinerate blasts, bringing a scorching fire that can devastate even the most powerful foes.

They are one of the most powerful and fearsome demons, and their favorite thing is to drive their own kind to spread fear and disaster.

Then let everything burn up in its raging flames!
The Barlow flame demon who had just been summoned here from the abyss roared like crazy, with endless hatred and fury on his ferocious face,
Then wield the Flame Whip and the Storm Sword.

Spreading the wings that were burning with flames, he vented angrily:
"Let the flame purify everything!"

As soon as the words fell, the scorching heat exuded a strong sulfur breath and instantly burned all the believers and combustible objects around him who were unable to react in time, turning them into ashes!
Summoning demons is an extremely dangerous act, and even those wizards who chat and laugh with demons will fear these inhabitants of the abyss.

Although the demons have been eager to come to the material plane to spread chaos all the year round, when they are called, they will not express their gratitude to the summoner, but retaliate with the most angry resistance.

And then treats its summoner as the first victim of its wrath.

With a body height of about 4 meters, the Barlow Balrog shone with a strong aura of flames. It looked at all the ruins and burning ashes in front of it, and nodded in satisfaction. The high-temperature flames were swallowed in its mouth, showing a cruel smile.

Then he raised the long storm sword that was shining with faint blue light in his hand, and the dark red wings suddenly opened.

bump!
The fragile roof of the underground secret room immediately collapsed and turned into ruins under the violent impact of the Barlow Balrog's extraordinary speed.

Flying in mid-air, the Barlow Balrog looked down on the bustling villas and noble manors in the upper city, with a tyrannical look in his eyes.

It opened its ferocious mouth and roared again: "Everything will be reduced to ashes under the flames!"

Then he waved the flame whip in his hand, and immediately, dark red fireballs the size of a washbasin mixed with scorching heat, smashed down mercilessly with a violent whistling sound.

Boom!Boom!
The washbasin-sized fireball was like a powerful cannon howitzer, bursting with a strong roar!

The raging flames were like blood-red tides, continuously engulfing the gorgeous mansions in the upper city, burning all flammable things.

A cloud of cries and fear envelops the entire city of Winter!

Immediately afterwards, the flame whip in Balor's hand waved again, and strong energy fluctuations immediately appeared in the air around him.

Supernatural Ability: Demon Summons!

After that, a Barlow flame burning with flames appeared again in mid-air.

"Let the flame purify everything!"

The newly summoned Barlow roared loudly, and the eerie roar spread throughout the entire Winter City. The sound of fear echoed in the ears of everyone in the city, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

The pitch-black night was suddenly reflected like day by the fire and rain all over the sky!
The fear from the abyss and the burning flames pervading the city are like the end of the world!
The nobles who were shouting frantically in the bloody arena saw two Balor demons from the abyss suddenly appear in the sky.

Immediately, these gorgeously dressed nobles no longer maintained their previous nobility and elegance. Under the protection of a group of guards, they fled crazily along with the dark red fireballs falling from the sky.

The bloody arena at this time finally turned into the bloodiest scene since its construction.

A dark red fireball the size of a washbasin exploded among the fleeing nobles, immediately flying around with burnt blackened flesh and broken limbs.

Under the continuous baptism of the fireballs cast by the two Balor demons, this bowl-shaped pit is like a purgatory on earth, with charred corpses and gunpowder smoke filled with the smell of gunpowder everywhere.

Thorn, who was hiding in a shadowy corner, extinguished the flames on his clothes that were ignited by the sparks, and relied on his flexible skills to continuously avoid the sudden rain of fire from the sky.

He looked up at the two Ballow flame demons that were constantly being destroyed in the sky and the majestic wizard tower in the distance. With the help of the shadow of the night, his body turned into a hazy breath, looking for a safe place to avoid this intruding disaster. .

(End of this chapter)