Lord of Spells from Faerûn

On the third day, the army outside the forest.

Piotr was already a little impatient at this time. He had been waiting here for two days, but the three scouts hadn't come back yet!

"Get ready to enter. I want to see what kind of monsters and monsters are in this forest." Piotr ordered with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

An army of several hundred men took up muskets and rushed into the forest, trying to find the three missing scouts.

"Is this the mark they left?" Piotr found a pattern on a tree that was used by the military to spread information.

"Follow the mark!" shouted Piotr.

Afterwards, the army followed the marks left by Jack and others and continued to move towards the center of the forest.

Due to the large number of people, they moved much slower than Jack. By the time they reached the open space in the center of the forest, the daylight in the sky was already slightly dim.

"Damn it, what are they doing?" Piotr looked ugly.

Stepping out of the bushes, this unknown village came into view.

Thanks to the bright sunshine, they could clearly see what was happening in the center of the village. A large number of men and women who had lost their minds were caught in the carnival of sacrifices. On the high platform, two old men were tied up. On the pillar, the belly is cut open and stuffed with vegetables.

"Oh my God, that's Jack!" A soldier said in surprise. He saw among the men and women having fun crazily, one man was Jack. He fell into a drunken look on his face at this time, and it seemed that except for the most primitive impulse Nothing else could attract him.

The intrusion of a large number of soldiers aroused the vigilance of the villagers. An old woman standing on a high platform threw Jack aside, pointing at the many soldiers and letting out a terrifying roar.

Piotr's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that there would be a group of lunatics in this village: "Fire!"

Seeing the naked villagers rushing toward them, Piotr raised his hand and gave the order without hesitation.

The soldiers picked up their muskets, loaded bullets one after another, and fired sharp and hot gunpowder at the villagers.

The soft flesh could not stop the steel, and the villagers were soon dead and wounded everywhere. The old woman let out a heart-wrenching roar when she saw the scene in front of her.

She looked at the soldiers with creepy eyes of hatred, and cursed in a low voice: "Sinners who interrupt the ceremony, you are not worthy of entering the mother's arms!"

The woman uttered an incomprehensible ancient spell, which lingered in the ears of the soldiers like a gloomy river. She looked at everyone with wide eyes and inserted the dagger into her chest.

"Plop!", blood spurted out, and the woman endured the severe pain and opened the wound. An invisible darkness emerged from the wound, quickly forming a black cloud in the air with a disturbing aura.

A terrifying and huge translucent blue claw stretched out from the black clouds. There were countless tentacles on the back of the claw. With a powerful slap of the blue claw, dozens of soldiers holding muskets were killed.

"Damn it, it turned out to be extraordinary power!" Piotr's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that there was actually a mysterious power in this small unknown forest, and he completely offended the other party!

He quickly shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

The terrifying huge claws in the void were still killing the soldiers mercilessly. He knew that it was important to save his life at this time and he must evacuate immediately!

The surviving soldiers dispersed and ran into the forest.

The old woman staggered down from the high platform. She gently caressed the cheeks of the women lying on the ground and moved them into her chest.

The darkness in the woman's chest swallowed their head like a black hole, and then their entire body. As the swallowing progressed, the woman's appearance became younger and younger, and finally turned into an extremely beautiful young woman.

She knelt devoutly in front of the huge tree in the village, lowered her head and said, "Gentle mother, punish those rude intruders who have prevented us from offering sacrifices to you."

The trees gave off a faint blood-red dark light, and the big trees trembled. Within the huge canopy, there were actually hideous human heads hanging on the trees!

The woman was a little disappointed. She looked at the trees and said, "Is that so? Are you still quite far away from this world? Ah, great mother, I look forward to the moment when you arrive, and everything will be integrated into your arms."

On the other side, Piotr and the few surviving soldiers finally escaped from the forest. They were covered in blood and trembling, wanting to leave this evil place immediately.

"What the hell is this place, what kind of monster is that! Damn it, damn it! Why do I have to go through this!" A soldier shouted as if he had collapsed. He could no longer bear the weird and evil scene.

"Snapped!"

Piotr slapped him hard, and hid his slightly trembling hands in his sleeves. He forced himself to calm down and said: "Calm down, soldier! Get out of here first. We must inform the Palace of Versailles about the situation here. It is up to His Majesty to decide how to deal with the forces in this forest!"

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Just as these French soldiers were retreating, a mysterious plague broke out in France thousands of miles away.

"Oh my God! Why are there more and more of these damn rats!" On the streets of Paris, a citizen threw dozens of rats caught in his home onto the street.

What he didn't know was that these rats existed in large numbers throughout Paris, and that there was a deadly virus in each rat's body.

"So, what is the purpose of summoning these rats?" Elizabeth, shrouded in a cloak, asked curiously on a street corner in Paris.

Alston on the side smiled coldly and said: "They carry some interesting undead viruses on their bodies. When these infected people die, they will all become undead creatures."

"Undead?!" Elizabeth exclaimed, remembering the crew members who were cursed by Aztec gold coins.

Alston nodded, and a bottle of dark green liquid appeared in his hand: "They are these cute little things. They are the highest products of the red-robed mage's necromantic faction. A small bottle is enough to pollute a lake, and you will drink it." All humans in the water were infected and killed, turning into the lowest form of undead."

A cold light flashed in Alston's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips as he said: "Let me see how these Muggles will deal with these monsters who have resurrected from the dead."

Elizabeth patted her chest and said in shock: "They will probably ask a priest to exorcise evil spirits."

Alston looked at her in surprise and said hurriedly: "There is also a priest here? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Elizabeth said with some confusion: "Of course there are priests. Bishop Samuel is not a priest, but they don't have any supernatural power."

Alston said with a gloomy expression: "It's up to you to decide. Anything that involves God must be dealt with with caution. I want to see where the headquarters of the largest religious force here is."