A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"I...I personally killed my former boss? A powerful hell fiend?"

The little devil stared at his hands in shock, as if he couldn't believe that everything that just happened was real.

After all, absolute obedience to superior orders has already penetrated deep into the soul of every devil.

Although things like "downcoming and upcoming" sometimes happen, it must be within the scope allowed by the laws and rules of hell.

Such an assassination in full public view would result in the death penalty within minutes if caught.

"How does it feel to kill the bastard who used to dominate you?"

Zuo Si asked with an interested smile.

The little devil's eyes shone slightly, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Feeling? It seems pretty good! I like Agres' incompetent rage and roar before returning to hell. I bet this failure will definitely make him lose everything. In order to save face, he might even be demoted as punishment. You must know that Grand Duke Disbat is not a kind master."

As the name suggests, relegation is a punishment for those devils who fail.

Generally speaking, once the most advanced devil form like the Pit Fiend is downgraded, it will at least degenerate into a scorpion devil, an assassin devil, a horned devil, or even an even weaker ice devil or spiked devil.

If the mistakes made are unforgivable, it is possible to be directly downgraded to the lowest and most abhorrent demon form.

Zuo Si once read some books about the social and political ecology of hell, and understood what demotion meant to a devil. He said in a slightly playful tone: "Whether it is a demon or a devil, once it is killed in the material plane, It will take at least ninety-nine years for him to return to his hometown and be reborn. After the rebirth, his power will be much weaker than before. And this time, what Egres has lost is not just a little bit of power."

You don't need to ask to know that when those devils were sent back to Baator Hell, Zuo Si took the opportunity to use the power of the planeswalker's sparks to frantically absorb the magical energy transfer generated when the soul channel was opened.

In other words, more than 60 to 70% of the energy that should have been returned to hell to be reborn as a devil was converted into red and general mana by him, which not only replenished the part consumed by using cards in battle, but also Also raised the [Mystic] professional level from LV4 to LV5.

In addition, the strength attribute has increased a little again, reaching sixteen points that are enough to make many warriors feel envious.

It would be better if it was a high-level devil. No matter how weakened it was, at least its consciousness and sanity could be retained after rebirth.

Those low-level devils are doomed.

Especially for those at the lowest level, such as lemures and little devils, once the energy loss exceeds a certain threshold, they may not be able to condense even the most basic form.

Of course, Zuo Si didn't care about the life or death of these devils.

What really gave him a headache was how to deal with the summoned Olanli hydra and giant stone elements.

Cancel the summons directly?

Based on the levels of these two creature cards, the former would have to lie in the cemetery for half a month, while the latter would be better, almost a week.

If he encounters another enemy that is not easy to deal with, Zuo Si, who lacks powerful summoned creatures, can only open the portal to the mage tower and summon the steel golem, mutated hound and Wilmes.

Or send a signal to the lichs of the Arcane Society and ask them to use teleportation magic to come over for support.

As for the Jade Association controlled by Lei Yin, in order not to arouse the suspicion of Shangla, the master of the talisman, it cannot be used for a while.

But the problem is, taking these two big guys on the road would be too eye-catching.

Large stone elementals are okay, after all, Faerûn has no shortage of arcane spellcasters with the ability to summon and control elemental creatures.

But the Oranli hydra is a creature unique to Zendikar.

In addition, its size is so huge, God knows how many forces will attract attention while walking on the road.

And unlike the dragons in the world of Faerûn, the Olanli hydra only has beast-like intelligence and has no transformation or spell-like abilities.

Its only feature is that it can continue to grow without limit.

This means that it can only give it the simplest commands, and it is very easy to lose control instantly once it is stimulated by the outside world.

"Sigh - I didn't expect that summoning a creature that is too big would be a big problem."

Zuo Si gently patted the hard scales of Olanli's hydra and couldn't help but sigh.

Just when he was about to cancel the summons, a man dressed as a business traveler and covered in blood rushed out from a tavern in the distance, shouting as he ran: "Your Excellency! Your Excellency, the elector!"

"Um?"

Zuo Si subconsciously stopped what he was doing, turned around and stared at the other person.

After a while, this man in his forties ran up to him out of breath, glanced at the Oranli hydra and the giant stone element with eyes full of fear and awe, and then said cautiously: "Your Excellency, first of all, please Allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of all the survivors of Dragonspear Castle. Because without you, we will all be killed tonight, and maybe even our souls will be plundered by the devil..."

"Forget the boring politeness and get down to business." Zuo Si interrupted with an impatient wave.

After all, being targeted by a lord from the hell realm was already annoying enough, so how could he still be in the mood to listen to such nutritious nonsense.

"Uh... I mean, Dragonspear Castle has been basically completely destroyed right now. Even the temple of Tempus, the God of War, has become a ruin. It can't resist the devils coming up from under the castle. There is also the High Wasteland. There are hordes of monsters on the ground. Can you stay and protect this place for a while? Or simply become the lord of Dragonspear Castle and the surrounding lands?"

The man went around in circles for a long time and finally expressed his true thoughts.

You must know that it is not easy for these surviving adventurers and merchants to hold on to such a huge fortress.

What's more, without the leadership of the Church of the God of War, most adventurers and mercenaries are just a mess. They have to burn incense if they can't afford internal strife, let alone unite to deal with foreign invasions.

When Zuo Si heard this request, he immediately refused without mercy: "I'm sorry, my time is precious and I don't have time to waste it in such a meaningless place. If you are afraid of being attacked by monsters, you can bring valuable things with you. Come with me north to Waterdeep. I will be responsible for clearing out all threats along the way."

"Thank you for your kindness. But this tavern is all my hard work and property. If I abandon it, I will really have nothing."

There was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in the man's tone.

Although he felt very lucky not to die in the hands of the devil, the severe survival challenges he had to face in the aftermath of the disaster really made many survivors feel desperate.

It's okay for those adventurers. The worst they can do is just leave and they can still make a living in another place.

But for those who have permanent property and business in Dragonlance Castle, it is an out-and-out nightmare.

Seeing the other person's expression that he was about to cry, Zuo Si suddenly thought of an idea, pointed at the huge Olanli multi-headed dragon beside him and said: "How about this. I allow you to use my name to manage and rule the Dragonlance Castle. , and lend you this guy to use as a guard for a period of time. The period is three months, and whether you can survive the crisis depends entirely on your ability."

"real?!"

The man's originally dim eyes suddenly flashed with light.

He had just seen with his own eyes the amazing fighting power of Olanli's hydrangea.

With such a powerful monster as the patron saint, no matter whether it is a monster rushing out from the depths of the underground, or the orcs, goblins, trolls, ogres and gnolls in the high wasteland, don't expect to get even half a mile closer to Dragonspear Castle. step.

"Of course! Remember, my name is Soth, the chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease. If you need to negotiate with other forces, just report this."

Zuo Si very generously gave the other party the right to use his name.

Because with the vigorous publicity of Talona Church, his reputation on the west coast of Ferenc is almost equal to that of "weapons of mass destruction".

Anyway, nicknames such as "Son of Plague", "Man of Disaster", "Destroyer of Worlds", and "Mobile Scourge" have spread widely.

Otherwise, Baldur's Gate wouldn't have such a big reaction if he just showed up during the negotiations in Candlekeep.

I guess just having a name can be quite a deterrent.

"You mean... I can declare you to be the lord of Dragonlance Castle?" The man subconsciously clenched his fists in excitement.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes. But don't expect me to fulfill my responsibilities and obligations as a lord. At most, after learning about the massacre here, I will take action to avenge you."

"That's enough! With you as the nominal lord, I believe that even the monsters in the High Wasteland will not dare to approach easily. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Marshall. From now on From now on, I will be considered the steward appointed by you.”

After saying that, the man's eyes showed strong confidence.

In three months, he felt that with his own ability, he could restore Dragonspear Castle to its previous appearance, and even become more prosperous than before.

It doesn't matter if the Church of the God of War is gone. With Zuo Si's identity as a chosen one, we can directly bring over the church of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease.

Anyway, what most adventurers want is a place that provides medical services. It doesn't matter what the god is.

"Come on, Marshall. I hope that after three months, I won't hear about the capture of Dragonlance Castle or your death."

After simply handing over control of Olanli's multi-headed dragon to the other party, Zuo Si took the people back to the guest room on the second floor of the hotel to continue sleeping, planning to wait until tomorrow morning before setting off.

But if he could sleep, it might not be possible that the rest of the people who had survived the disaster could also sleep.

Marshall, who proclaimed himself the "General Manager", quickly used the prestige he had accumulated in his daily life to gather about a hundred survivors in his tavern.

Without any nonsense, he went straight to the point and told his overall plan.

When they learned that the huge Olanli multi-headed dragon in the open space outside would stay nearby to protect Dragonlance Castle for three months, many people immediately gave up the idea of ​​evacuating.

Just the opposite!

Their eyes sparkle with ambition and desire.

After a while, these survivors came up with a bold plan.

That is to use the powerful combat power of the Olanli hydra to sweep away the monster strongholds in the surrounding high wilderness, and capture all the goblins, orcs, and orcs to use as slaves or sell them, in order to obtain the labor and funds necessary for development and construction. .

After all, offense is the best defense.

Once you have enough money and labor, you can naturally hire enough people to protect the safety of the castle, and at the same time, you can rebuild the destroyed buildings.

As safety is guaranteed, surrounding scattered villages and farmers will be attracted to settle here.

Whether it is cultivating fields to grow crops or grazing cattle, sheep and horses, it can provide a stable source of food.

If all goes well, a new town can be built between Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep with Dragonspear Castle as the center.

When the time comes, they, the original "shareholders", will not only be able to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune, but they may also be able to transform into respected officials and nobles.

Obviously, in Faerûn, a land full of dangers, almost all merchants and adventurers are out-and-out opportunists.

They will use all available resources at hand to strive for more benefits for themselves.

Not to mention the ability to control an Olanli hydra that is powerful enough to easily bulldoze any monster horde.

Zuo Si obviously didn't care or care about Marshall's ambitious expansion plan.

After resting for more than eight hours, he faced the rising sun and rode the carriage he built himself. Escorted by giant stone elements, he continued to head north along the road.

…

Meanwhile, in Dis, the second level of Baator Hell.

This is a huge, endless city of burning steel.

The flames and high temperatures from the depths of hell made the ambient temperature of the entire level extremely high. Both the sky and the earth showed a chilling red color, and a large amount of thick smoke and black fog formed a shielding layer over the city.

Except for devils who are immune to fire damage, few living people can survive in such an extremely harsh environment.

Especially those city walls made of steel are always red and hot. If ordinary people accidentally touch them, they will be severely burned in minutes.

What's even more outrageous is that the ground paved with steel underfoot is in similar condition.

Some visitors who came from other planes, because they did not wear boots that could protect them from fire damage, would let out heart-rending screams as soon as they landed on the ground, and their whole bodies quickly turned into a burning torch, and were eventually killed alive. Burned into a pile of ashes.

Obviously, if there is any level in the entire Baator Hell that best fits the image of hell in the minds of mortals, it must be the second level "Dis".

As the supreme ruler and lord of this level, Grand Duke Disbat is currently sitting in the top room of the "Iron Tower", listening to the report of one of his subordinates, the Hell Fiend.

If you ignore the pair of raised horns on his forehead, this powerful hell lord looks like a tall human male with long black hair and wearing a luxurious dress.

"Grand Duke, Egres failed. Just a few hours ago, he and his men, without exception, all returned to hell in soul form and began to be reborn. Not only that, I also noticed that the energy when they reorganized their bodies was at least weaker than before. More than half of them. Those lemures and little devils can't even condense into a stable form."

"Oh? What's the reason? What's the reason for his failure?" Grand Duke Dispater asked expressionlessly.

He didn't seem angry at all about his men's failure, as if it was just a trivial matter.

But the Hell Fiend kneeling on the ground obviously knew very well that the more the lord he was loyal to looked like this, the more dangerous he would be. He quickly lowered his head and replied: "According to the statement given by Egres, the mortal named Soth is now Already a chosen one of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease.

And he was given a lot of divine power and elect ability.

In particular, he possesses a powerful summoning magic that can instantly summon huge dragons and elemental creatures to his side.

In addition, the opponent can also release a black energy flame containing divine power.

Any target that is hit will inevitably become sick or poisoned, even us devils are no exception.

Finally, he also mentioned that this chosen man rarely chanted spells when using magic. Most of his spells were instantaneous. At the same time, he could constantly interfere with and destroy the spells of other people around him.

However, it cannot be ruled out that these contents are lies deliberately fabricated by Egres in order to avoid the punishment of failure.

In short, I think no matter what the reason is, failure is failure, and any loser must accept punishment. "

Obviously, this hell fiend is taking the opportunity to give his competitor some eye candy, and wants to completely trample Aigres under his feet by adding insult to injury.

This power struggle in Baator Hell society is simply a normal operation.

Otherwise, the devil who goes out on a mission would not be so afraid of failure.

Because once you fail, you not only have to face pressure from your boss, but you also have to face "backstabbing" from your colleagues and subordinates.

The strong sense of humiliation brought about by being relegated is enough to drive any devil crazy.

"The chosen ones of Talona? Sure enough, even the gods have noticed... But why is it not Ilmat, the god of suffering who was the first to notice, but the goddess of poison and disease? The situation has really become more and more serious. It’s getting more and more interesting…”

Archduke Desbatt touched his chin with an interested expression, automatically ignoring the parts involving the personal grudges between the two men.

Apparently, Zuo Si had not yet become a Chosen One when he sent Aegrace through the portal to the material world.

In addition, although the forces of hell have planted countless spies in Faerûn and even developed a cult that worships the devil, their intelligence gathering capabilities are far less powerful than outsiders imagine.

What's more, these spies and religious groups belong to various complex forces at various levels, and their cooperation with each other is very limited.

It often happens that one lord knows information that another lord does not know at all.

Seeing that the lord he was loyal to had no intention of punishing Egres, the Hell Fiend immediately pretended to ask: "Your Excellency, how should we deal with those devils who cannot condense into a stable form for rebirth? Squeeze them all into energy. ?"

Grand Duke Dispater waved his hand nonchalantly: "You can just deal with it yourself. As for Egres, I think he has received enough punishment from his failure. Even after rebirth, his form will be reduced by at least two levels. So there is no need to continue downgrading. From now on, he will be temporarily placed under your command and obey your orders. In addition, go to the City of Steel to select a few capable and smart mortals, and then send them to the material world to explore everything Information related to Soth."

"As you wish."

A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of the Hell Fiend, and he quickly stood up and left the iron tower located in the center of the burning steel city.

In just a few days, a team of spies composed of more than a dozen humans, tieflings, demonic orcs, and demonic elves were sent to every corner of Faerûn through interdimensional teleportation magic.

Relying on the cunning and insidiousness honed in the cruel environment of hell, they soon successfully entered nearby towns through lies and deception. While carefully avoiding the paladins and the Church of the Good God, they tried their best to find out all the information about Zuo Si.

Zuo Si knew nothing about the little tricks of the devils.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

Because it is impossible for a cautious hell lord like Grand Duke Disbat to venture into the material world.

At best, it means sending hundreds or even thousands of devils into the material world to perform some shady tricks.

As long as you don't seek death and go to hell on your own initiative, it doesn't matter what you do.

After all, Zuo Si now has two backers behind him, one is Ogma, the powerful god of knowledge, and the other is Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease who bestows identity and strength on the elect.

In addition, he seems to have a good relationship with Ilmat, the God of Suffering.

Therefore, the top priority right now is to continuously improve our strength and transform the knowledge gained from Candlekeep into power.

…

After leaving Dragonspear Castle, Zuo Si's carriage traveled north along the trade road.

About five or six days later, I saw the Dagger Beach standing at the ferry on the south bank of the Delimbier River.

This is a large-scale village and town. There are about eight or nine hundred civilians who have settled here. Not only does it have a "city wall" surrounded by wooden fences, but it also has a considerable number of simple arrow towers to defend and resist the swamps to the west. Lizardmen in.

What currently rules here is a body called the Town Council.

They mimic Waterdeep's secret lord system, with all members wearing masks when attending meetings.

It's just that these fake and inferior imitation masks have no magical effect at all, and there is no way to conceal the identity of the wearer.

In addition, the size of the villages and towns is not large, so it is basically clear who the members of the parliament are.

Therefore, the mask is basically worn for a lonely person, and it is completely typical of a dog that cannot be painted like a tiger.

In addition, the current militia in Dagger Beach is led by a man named Pyle Howling, and the total number of them is about thirty to fifty.

But even so, this guy still shamelessly gave himself the title of "Duke of Dagger Beach".

Yes!

You read that right!

An LV5 level warrior who has never even become a "village chief" dares to call himself "Duke".

It can even be said that the existence of Dagger Beach itself is like a huge black humor.

Because it is too close to Waterdeep City, it has been shrouded in the shadow of Waterdeep City from the moment it was born.

Generally speaking, only those down-and-out people who experienced a tragic failure in Waterdeep City would choose to go south and settle in Dagger Ford.

But I have to say that unlike the hustle and bustle of those big cities, Dagger Beach is indeed a quite beautiful and quiet place.

Whether it's the carefully cultivated farmland or the small stone buildings and castles in the center, they all feel a bit like a paradise.

When the carriage arrived at the gate, the militiamen guarding here immediately raised their hands to signal a stop, and stared at the giant stone element following the carriage with slightly nervous and frightened eyes.

As a village with almost no magical power, the people of Dagger Beach have never seen such a battle.

Especially the sound and vibration caused by the giant stone element running can be clearly felt even from a distance of one or two hundred meters.

Gudong!

A young man who looked to be twenty-three or fourteen years old swallowed subconsciously, and plucked up the courage to say in a slightly trembling voice: "So... everyone who enters the wall must, as usual, get out of the car for inspection. In addition, , all beasts, constructs and other random non-human creatures whose height and length exceed one meter are also prohibited from entering."

"knew."

Davian did not embarrass the other party, jumped out of the driving seat, walked straight to the side of the car and opened the door on the right.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Si walked out with Isadora and Huntington.

Feeling the cool breeze blowing from the river bank, Zuo Si finally realized why the scope of "Northland" starts from Waterdeep City as the dividing line.

Although it is now late September, the temperature in the Baldur's Gate area can still remain at around 26 degrees Celsius.

Even at Dragonspear Castle, which is located in the High Wasteland, the temperature is at least twenty degrees during the day.

But right now, the temperature in Dagger Beach has plummeted to 16 or 17 degrees Celsius, and the temperature in Waterdeep further north is only 111 to 12 degrees Celsius at best.

When October officially enters, Waterdeep City will inevitably experience subzero temperatures, and it is not expected to thaw until March or April of the following year.

It is winter for six months of the year, which is why the geographical concept of "Northland" was formed.

Compared with the warm and humid Amn, Tethyr and Calim Mountains in the south, the most typical feature of the Northland is that its agricultural output is extremely low, and only one season of food can be grown in a year.

In some places, like Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, there is only a thaw period of three or four months a year, and only a little cold-resistant barley can be grown.

This is probably why Luskan developed into a pirate city.

If they don't go out to rob and trade, they probably won't even be able to support themselves with that pitiful output.

This is similar to the situation in the history of the earth when the Vikings raided all of Europe.

And before the Arcane Brotherhood appeared, Luskan was already a well-known pirate city.

Just when Zuo Si was habitually distracted, the four militiamen guarding the door saw two children, a boy and a girl, coming out of the carriage, and they obviously relaxed a lot.

Because in their opinion, this should be a noble child traveling to Waterdeep City.

The huge stone element and the two warriors who looked like they were not easy to mess with should be the guards ensuring safety along the way.

In fact, every year, many nobles and wealthy businessmen send their children to the academies in Waterdeep City for further studies.

Some of them went to learn the arts of arcane magic;

Some are learning the use of weapons and corresponding combat techniques;

Some want to learn professional knowledge in politics, military, business and other fields;

Others want to study painting, sculpture, literature, philosophy, etc.

In short, Waterdeep City is one of the only cities on the west coast of Faerûn that has a large comprehensive educational institution.

As for the other one, it is naturally Calimport in the south.

Although there are similar places in other cities, they are far inferior to the first two in terms of scale and teaching level.

"Good afternoon, young gentlemen and ladies, I would now like to inspect your carriage."

The leading militiaman took two steps forward and greeted them politely, but did not look down upon Zuo Si and Isadora because they were young.

"Please."

Zuo Si turned sideways and made a please gesture.

Because he understands that if a small village like Dagger Beach is severely lacking in defense, if a strict entry and exit management system is not implemented, as long as thirty or forty people with malicious intentions and weapons and equipment sneak in, they can launch a wave of raids at night. , can easily defeat these militiamen who don't even have professional ranks, and then complete the occupation of the entire village.

After receiving permission, the young man in leather armor quickly walked into the carriage and simply turned over the seats. Then he got under the carriage and took a look to confirm that there were no weapons or armor hidden inside. Then he reluctantly squeezed in. He smiled and said: "The inspection is over, there is no problem. You, this beautiful lady, and two bodyguards can enter the wall. But this big guy made of rocks can only stay outside."

"Understood. I don't intend to let it in either." Zuo Si agreed straightforwardly.

Let a giant stone element ten meters high and weighing dozens or even hundreds of tons enter a densely populated village or town?

As long as he was not crazy, he would never do such a dangerous thing.

You must know that elemental creatures have no concept of caution.

There were at least a dozen rabbits, foxes, wolves, and wild boars that were accidentally trampled to death by the giant stone elements running all the way.

Not to mention the trees that were knocked down along with it.

If this guy enters a densely populated area, if he doesn't pay attention, he will trample the passers-by into meat patties, or he may accidentally wave his hand and turn a building into ruins.

"Thank you for your understanding and cooperation. Go through the gate and walk along the main road. After three intersections, you will see a wandering entertainer hotel. Not only is the food delicious, but there is also a minstrel performance in the evening. It is very It is suitable for people with status and status to stay. Finally, I wish you and this beautiful lady can leave wonderful memories in Dagger Beach."

After saying that, the militiaman put his hand on his chest and bowed.

It can be seen from their skilled movements that these guys have definitely received relevant training.

Maybe it was to increase the popularity of Dagger Beach, or maybe it was just to attract customers to this hotel called "Wandering Artist".

In short, although these militiamen are not very good in strength and equipment, their service attitude is absolutely first-class. It would be a pity not to be waiters and salesmen.

Just when Zuo Si was about to say "thank you" in response, he suddenly saw Davian, who was standing next to the carriage one second, and rushed to his side with his shield raised the next second.

Immediately afterwards, a whooshing sound came from the sky above.

About two or three seconds later, a sparse black spot fell from the sky, hitting the surface of the dragon scale shield like raindrops.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be arrows made of rough iron and bone.

Before Zuo Si could react to what was happening, the militiamen immediately shouted in panic: "Damn it! It's a lizard man! Quick! Come in! We're closing the city gate!"

Along with the shouts, a group of humanoid creatures that were almost two meters tall, covered with gray scales all over their bodies, and with a tail more than one meter long trailing behind their buttocks, finally rushed out from the bushes near the swamp not far away.

They had heads like lizards and snakes, and numbered about one hundred and fifty people. Some were armed with bows and arrows, while others were armed with spears, scimitars and wooden shields. They charged towards the city gate in a swarm.

The leader was also riding a huge umbrella lizard, running forward at an extremely fast speed.

"lizard Man?"

Zuo Si was stunned for a moment, then gave an order to the summoned creatures around him: "Kill all these nasty guys for me."

The words have not yet been spoken!

The giant stone element rushed out with a bang, raised its terrifying fist, and smashed the leader who was rushing forward and his mount on the spot into a blood mist that splashed all over the sky.

boom! ! ! ! !

Such a bloody and violent scene not only dumbfounded the militiamen who were originally planning to retreat to the wall and seal the gate for defense, but also the lizardmen who charged with the leader.

They couldn't believe that their powerful and brave tribal leader died so easily, and the death was so tragic.

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Dawn! I...my eyes are not hallucinating, are they?" A young militiaman asked his companions with his mouth wide open.

The latter licked his lips nervously and responded: "No! Of course not! Unless we both had hallucinations at the same time! What an incredible power! I bet the lizard leader who died just now didn't even feel any pain. You feel it and you’re already dead.”

"I agree! This earth elemental creature is so powerful!"

"It seems we don't have to close the city gate."

While the militiamen were whispering, Dragonborn Knights Davian and Huntington also joined the battle.

Since the lizard man was frightened by the giant stone element from the front, they used the magical effect of [Acceleration] to move around one after another, blocking the enemy's retreat mercilessly.

What followed was a complete massacre.

The primitive tribe of lizardmen who didn't even have any decent equipment couldn't compete with these two powerful warriors.

Davian's [Cleave] was used more frequently when dealing with this less powerful monster. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lizardmen who were desperate to rush up and launch a siege were killed.

Huntington was not bad either, showing off his [rapid shooting] skills.

With pleasing and flowing movements, he quickly shoots out the enchanted arrows one after another.

[Strong Arm Bow] adds amazing initial kinetic energy to the arrow. One arrow can often penetrate a lizard man without any armor, and then pierce into the body of the lizard man behind.

Since the battle broke out at the gate of Dagger Beach City, Zuo Si did not let the Shadow Legion participate in the battle.

But even so, all the one hundred and fifty lizardmen were dead in less than six or seven minutes.

More than half of them were hammered into pulp by giant stone elements, and each one was so bloody that even a complete corpse could not be pieced together.

The pungent smell of blood still makes people want to vomit even from a distance of dozens of meters.

As for Zuo Si, who was watching the whole show, he also drew a little mana from the dead lizard man.

Although there are not many, mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are.

By the time the giant stone element returned to the door, its entire body had been completely stained with dark red blood. There were also fragments such as intestines, minced meat and internal organs hanging in some gaps. It almost scared the militiamen at the door to wet their pants. .

Just as the leading young man was about to say something like thanks and compliments, a man with a beard and more than thirty militiamen finally ran over from the other side of the street.

When he saw the giant stone element covered in blood and the terrifying battlefield like a slaughterhouse in the distance, he couldn't help but shudder and asked impatiently: "What's going on? What happened? You guys Did you just send out a warning signal?”

"Captain Pyle! You came just in time! We were attacked by a lizard man tribe just now. They numbered about 150 people. Fortunately, this young gentleman asked their guards to take action, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." The young militiamen rushed to report.

"Lizardman tribe? Damn it! As soon as winter is about to enter, these bastards want to rush into Dagger Beach to cause trouble."

After learning that the attacker was a lizard man, the man named Pyle immediately couldn't help spitting on the ground, with strong disgust in his tone.

Because for Dagger Beach, the biggest threat is the lizardman tribe living in the nearby swamp.

Not only will they find ways to rob passing caravans and travelers, but they will also seize the opportunity to attack Dagger Beach from time to time, killing all the human farmers they encounter along the way.

This is a war between two races competing for living space, so there is no reason at all.

Human adventurers would do much the same thing when entering a swamp and discovering a tribe of lizardfolk.

Both sides have the goal of reducing the number of the other's ethnic group. They will kill all men, women, old and children without mercy, and will never keep even a single prisoner.

"Are lizardmen attacking frequently?" Zuo Si asked curiously.

Pyle replied with a wry smile: “It happens quite frequently in spring and autumn.

Because there is not enough food in the spring swamp, the lizardmen who do not want to starve to death have no choice but to come out to rob.

In autumn, because our harvest has just been completed, the barns are filled with grain and dried bacon. They can rob to get the food necessary to survive the winter.

In contrast, in the summer when food is plentiful in the swamp, there are very few lizardmen.

In winter, lizardmen move slowly due to the cold and are no match for humans.

At this time of year, we must deal with it carefully. A little carelessness will cause heavy losses.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself.

My name is Pyre Howl, and I am the militia captain of Daggerford.

Thank you very much for your help with the escort and this elemental summoner.

To express my gratitude, I will later apply to the council for a sum of money as a thank you gift. "

"Forget it as a thank you or something."

Zuo Si smiled and waved his hand.

He had long dismissed such "small money" as no more than one or two hundred gold coins at most.

However, the first impression given by the "Duke of Dagger Beach", who is not very well-known in rumors, is generally not bad.

There was neither disgusting pretentiousness nor aristocratic airs, but rather a very competent performance.

Moreover, when he discovered that the enemy was invading, he led his troops over immediately without any delay. No wonder he was able to win the respect and trust of all the militiamen.

"No, no, no, thank you must be given. After all, it is a large lizard tribe. Even if we rely on the wall for defense, we will probably lose a dozen militiamen. The people of Dagger Beach must repay their kindness. , this is the principle and creed that we can stand for hundreds of years."

In the end, at Pyle's insistence, Zuo Si could only follow him to the small "village-level" parliament.

After simple discussions and confirmations by several members, a "huge sum" of three hundred gold coins was finally approved.

Obviously, these people did not recognize the identity of Zuo Si, the chosen one of the goddess of poison and plague, but simply regarded her as a passing nobleman.

An old man who looked to be in his early fifties also tried to inquire about his background, what industries his family ran, whether he was interested in investing in Dagger Beach, etc...