Lord of Spells from Faerûn

In the scarlet rainy night, the cruel laughter of the men echoed. The girl's white and tender legs were constantly twitching with the blood of the man on her body. She looked at the group of people in front of her in dead silence, with endless pain and despair in her eyes.

"No no!! Let my daughter go!!" On the ground not far from the girl, a man cried weakly and bitterly. He looked at the tortured girl with splitting eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

Because the man's limbs had been completely cut off, he was like a turtle without limbs, lying in a pool of blood. The anger in his heart was the only reason that kept him from dying, and this also caused the desire to commit violence. Several men enjoyed it more happily.

"Hey stupid untouchable, your daughter is serving the Lord's most beloved people. You should feel honored. I thought you should be grateful, but now you dare to attack us. You really don't know how to live or die." Lying on the girl. The man gasped and said with a lewd smile, and the faces of the few standing men hidden in the shadows also raised the corners of their mouths.

"That's enough, my brothers. The lamb has been punished. Next, he will know how to better serve the Lord's shepherd." A cold voice came from the people standing in the shadows.

With the sound of leather shoes stepping on each other, one of the men walked from the shadows to the man lying on the ground. He had a handsome face and cold eyes. He lifted the man's chin with one hand and said with pity in his eyes: "What a poor guy. , Why should you resist? You must remember that as the Lamb of the Lord, it is your natural duty to serve the Good Shepherd, otherwise, you will be punished by the Lord."

Behind him, the stranger who was venting his desire seemed to be afraid of this man. After hearing the handsome man's persuasion, he quickly got up from the girl. However, his interest was disturbed and he had nowhere to vent his anger. He stepped on the girl's face and ravaged her. The huge force even knocked out several of the girl's teeth, and the bridge of her nose was instantly broken. However, this seemingly painful punishment did not make the girl make a sound.

She is dead.

The aliens left. The man whose limbs were cut off was not killed, but he was already dying. He endured the severe pain and twisted his body like a snake, and wriggled his way to the girl's side bit by bit. He watched The girl's eyes were fixed, finally unable to support herself anymore.

"It's so cold, La Mortis."

The man turned over, and blood continued to flow from his eyes, dyeing the whole world red. He only felt an increasingly heavy coldness surrounding him, until he fell into an endless abyss of darkness.

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Lamotis woke up from her memories. Her hands were already bleeding from the nails from holding them tightly, but the pain was incomparable to the pain in her heart. Yes, this was all because of her. If it weren't for her, Returning to Gain's world, she would not fail to protect her family.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

"I will help you and use everything I have to help you, as long as you promise me to kill all the aliens!"

Imric looked at the bloodshot eyes staring straight at him and nodded with satisfaction. Love, family affection, and interests could not bring about the most heartfelt surrender.

Only hatred can.

The mage smiled and said, "I have a better reward."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and her somewhat distorted expression froze slightly, but she dismissed the man's proposal. For her, nothing in this world could arouse her interest. As early as her husband and From the day her daughter died, she asked for nothing unless the other party could resurrect them.

resurrection.?

The woman raised her head suddenly, as if she was in disbelief, and seemed worried that she would be disappointed if she was too whimsical. There was cautious expectation in her eyes.

A smile appeared on the mage's lips. Yes, she guessed it, a promise that could arouse her enthusiasm even more: "I can resurrect them."

Resurrecting two people who have been dead for more than forty years is something that is impossible for most people. Resurrection of the dead is the legendary right of the gods.

But for Imrik, who has mastered the most precious nine-ring magic in the legend of Faerûn - [Complete Resurrection], resurrection is just a matter of waving his hand.

[Full Resurrection] can resurrect the dead who have been dead for 10 years x the caster level. With Imrik's current caster level of 27, he can resurrect the dead who have been dead for 270 years!

Of course, the premise of all this is that the other party still retains even a trace of hair's body tissue, or clearly knows the name and date of birth of the deceased. I believe this will not be difficult for Lamotis.

Lamotis's pupils shrank suddenly, and Imric's words made her already dead heart immediately panic. It was anticipation, joy, fear, and resistance.

But soon she regained consciousness and smiled bitterly: "You don't have to lie to me. Even the legendary sixth-level priest can't resurrect the dead. How can you do it? I don't need unnecessary hope, I just want revenge."

Imrik shook his head, hoping that she would not regret it when the time came.

Lamotis calmed down and then began to explain the distribution of her power to her new master.

"I manage the black market, but I am not the one who created it."

"Over the years, I have been running around in order to build a force that can fight against the aliens. Finally, I discovered that there was someone who had been on the road before me - Iris."

"Most of the people in the Iris are aliens who have awakened to compassion for the residents of Eden like me. This black market was also co-created by the Iris Council."

"There are only nine real members of the Iris Group. Eight of them, including me, are all strangers, as well as our leader of the Iris - Liuli."

"If you want to target the aliens and the Gein world behind them, Iris is your best contact channel."

Lamotis told all about the black market and the organization she belonged to in one breath. For her, the enemy of her enemy was her friend, and she was not worried about what this mysterious new owner would do to her former companions.

"Oh?" Imric asked curiously, "Is Iris' stronghold in the wasteland? As far as I know, you seemed to have been destroyed in a beast herd attack, right?"

Lamotis said disdainfully: "It's just a herd of mutant beasts. That attack only killed some wanderers we took in and some non-staff personnel who knew basic gifts. Later, after Liuli took action, they were all eliminated. "

A flash of surprise flashed in Imrik's eyes. You must know that in the hotel owner's memory, those mutants are not easy to mess with. According to his estimation, I am afraid that at least high-level professionals can solve them. He did not expect this so-called The leader actually has such strength.

"Your leader has such strength and has at least reached the level of a fifth-level priest. I'm afraid he is also a very important figure in the church. How could he rebel against the Gain world?"

Faced with Imric's question, Lamotis smiled mysteriously and said: "The fifth-level priest will naturally not rebel against Gein. Even as a fourth-level priest, I am already the highest-status figure in the Iris Council. ”

The woman announced with pride: "Dan Liuli, he is an aboriginal of the Garden of Eden, and he is the strongest gifted genius we have personally taught!"