The Swordsman of Faerûn

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It should be noted that the elves secretly transferred the population secretly and gradually abandoned the residential area of ​​the Comanthor jungle. For this reason, they even formulated a set of strategic deception plans that lasted hundreds of years, deliberately misleading everyone to think that The strength of the entire elf group is shrinking, even many elves themselves think so.

In particular, the behavior of the elves of Comanthor to abandon the most prosperous elf city of the year, Mies Dranno, caused an uproar in the entire country.That was once the greatest incredible region in the world, and it was one of the most magical capitals even on all planes.

Perhaps most of the mortal elves don't know the inside story, but as a member of the elf pantheon, the great archer is very clear that the strategic retreat of the elves is not forced, but part of a big plan .

Although Soronor Shanlandry didn't know the whole inside story of the whole grand plan, he understood that if William, a mortal lord, was allowed to go out and talk nonsense, then the entire elegant race would definitely suffer a lot of unnecessary trouble and against.

So Soronor Shanlandry couldn't help touching the long dagger at his waist, and his eyes were shining with dangerous light.

However, William said indifferently: "Elf! I advise you to think clearly before you attack. Just now, because I took into account the face of both parties, I didn't have the nerve to be cruel. I won't be merciful in the future."

Avachel was also taken aback. He hurriedly stepped forward and held down the hand of the great archer, and said eagerly in a low voice: "You are crazy! Sharp Eyes (another title of Soronor Shanlandry)! This mortal is terrifying, and it's not something we can deal with!"

The great archer of the saint said a little casually: "How powerful a mortal lord can be, he has neither thousands of troops nor powerful spellcasters to assist him. The two of us joined forces, plus the mortal elves outside Soldier, can't you deal with him?!"

Avachel sneaked a guilty glance at William, but saw that he was smiling and looking at this side, but he couldn't help being startled.

Avachel said anxiously: "I can't handle it! Also, don't bring me together with you! I don't want to ask for trouble!" Then Avachel whispered William and Tempus, the god of war. I briefly talked about the conflicts between departments.

But the great archer exclaimed in disbelief: "Really?! You didn't wake up after drinking too much last night, did you! How could a mere human suppress an entire war family?!"

Just as Avachel was about to speak, he suddenly let out a shrill scream. Countless blood spurted out from his five sense organs, and his whole body was covered with small openings like a baby's mouth, and a large amount of blood kept flowing out. spray.

This sudden change frightened everyone present and the saint, including William, who was also a little worried.Because no one understands how this Avachel, who is so well-behaved, suddenly became like this.

Avachel bled too much, which was not the amount of blood that a normal person could bleed. It was as if a water pump was flooding the camp, and the blood spread rapidly in the camp.

Many people tried to avoid those bloodstains in horror, but they couldn't avoid it after all, and were wounded by blood in the end.

William felt that the blood was not a good way, so he directly stomped the strength in his body along his feet, forming a tiny shock wave that spread in all directions, but formed a blank flower in the long blood flow. lotus.

However, this did not completely prevent the blood from approaching. William released the energy of the curse fire, combined with the seeds of the curse fire to form a circle of flame protection under his feet, which looked like a flaming lotus stand from a distance.After all, the blood stagnated after coming into contact with the curse fire, and turned into flying ash all over the sky, including the blood that was entangled with the mortal guards, and it was also wiped out.

As the blood spread, Avachel, who was the source of the bloodletting, kept howling. With the massive loss of blood, his plump and smooth skin shriveled and aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.When all the blood turned into fly ash, the poor saint almost turned into a skinny skeleton man, his whole body was bruised and purple.

William didn't understand what happened to Avachel's sudden change, but the three saints, including Avachel who was the person involved, already understood the reason.

Although Avachel lost a lot of blood, he still had the strength to speak. He trembled and said to William: "Your Excellency William, this is what I will end up breaking my oath and revealing secrets that should not be revealed. I hope my tragic experience I can warn you, if you make an oath, please strictly abide by it."

William snorted coldly for the rest of his life, thinking, isn't it just bleeding, when the time comes, I will turn into a flame form, let's see how you make me bleed? !

At this time, the spiritual shock suffered by the two elf saints was even worse. Not only did this accident completely prove that Avachel had not lied just now, but the bigger problem was that they had also been warned not to Information related to the battle between William and the Tampas family was released, otherwise similar punishment would befall them.

As for the humans who heard something they shouldn't have been spared, they weren't warned, and it was only later that William discovered that they had lost all memory of the event.

Of course, except for William, the three little girls were not affected. Later, I heard from Misha that it was due to Miluna. As for the almost terrified Misha'er and Selur, they also escaped the disaster through this.

This time the great archer was also honest. He looked at William with apprehension, and said, "A powerful human lord! We, Sid Ryan, can give up our jurisdiction over the Cormanthor region, but we need a guarantee."

William frowned and asked, "What guarantee?"

The elf saint looked around at the human soldiers and the elves in the distance, and then said in a low voice: "Please don't talk about the strategic analysis of the retreat of the elves. Your Excellency is a rare wise man. We hope you Be able to keep your mouth shut about it.”

William nodded and said, "Okay! I won't talk nonsense."

The great archer said happily: "You swear!"

William's complexion changed, and he said angrily: "Get out! Make an oath! If I want to say it, I will say it, and if I don't want to say it, I won't say it! No one wants to restrict me! What are you, you want to use an oath to restrain me? !"

The elf saint screamed angrily: "You rude mortal! How can you keep your words! If you don't swear, how can we be sure that you will keep your promise?! If you don't swear, Sed Ryan will never give up on your promise. Any right to Cormanthor!"

However, William sneered and said, "As you like! I don't care! At worst, I'll spend some effort! Just flatten Comanso! In the end, it's still mine!"

"You! How can you be so arrogant and unreasonable?"

"What? Don't be convinced! Come on, come and beat me if you don't believe me! If you win, pat me on my ass and leave, and never interfere with elf-related matters!" William provocatively said.

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If the problem can be solved by fighting, Soronor Shanlandry would never mind resorting to force.However, according to William's record, it seems that it is difficult for them, elf saints, to take advantage of this method, and on the contrary, it is likely to lead to a tragic ending.

So when William deliberately provoked, although Soronor Shanlandri was so angry that he was almost out of breath, he could only be angry, but he was quite helpless against William.

Not to mention the great archer who was almost confused, although Avachel was punished for breaking his oath, he was still a saint with divine power. After a short rest, he finally regained some vitality.

He staggered to the crystal jug containing the golden pool water, picked it up tremblingly, brought it to William, and said, "Your Excellency William, part of this bottle of eternal gold water once saved a lost Holy One, it is because of your intervention that the Holy One has even regained the will of the godhead.

Now, the rest of this bottle of holy spring water belongs to you. If you have someone you want to save, you can pour this pool of water on the other person's forehead, and I believe the result will definitely satisfy you. "

William took the crystal jug, feeling a little bit of taking advantage of others, so he said modestly: "As the saying goes, you don't get paid for nothing, this thing seems a bit precious! How should I repay you?"

Avachel said: "I lost too much power just now, and I need a lot of divine power to make up for it. Of course, the power of origin energy is also available. If it is convenient, please help me infuse some curse fire energy with healing effects."

William really has no shortage of curse fire energy.

Although Avachel's orientation is a bit regrettable, but he is quite satisfactory in terms of being a man (god), at least he didn't show the arrogance of being a god in the first place, and he has a relatively good figure Low.

Facing a god who is quite capable of being a man, William didn't mind showing his generosity and tolerance.He directly opened the door of the curse fire in front of everyone (god), and released a curse fire phoenix.

With the help of the core seed of the Cursed Phoenix, William transformed the energy body of the entire Cursed Phoenix into life energy.He pointed to the cursed phoenix and said to Avachel: "Suck it as much as you want! It's full of life force."

Then William took the crystal jug and stepped into the world of flames.

There have been a lot of construction areas around Lie Yan Tian Phenomenon, where there are many flame creatures "appreciated" by William. The rumbling sound of guns and explosions in the distance also showed William that his legion has never let up.

Groups of manned golems, or mechs, patrolled the flame base in neat formations, and many air flame knights patrolled around the flames, guarding the silver and black sleeping dragon.

William summoned a majestic Flaming Griffon as big as a baby elephant, rode it to the sleeping silver dragon, and then jumped onto the dragon's forehead.

He opened the crystal jug and poured out the golden liquid in the jug.

But seeing the water of the Eternal Gold Pond rolling down like golden pearls, hitting the silver dragon's head transformed by Xiron, turning into a ball of golden light, gradually blending into the dragon's body with the voice of an angel singing scales and skin.

As the golden light became more intense, the holy singing became louder and louder, and the gray-black appearance of the silver dragon's body began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When all the water from the Eternal Gold Pond in the crystal pot was poured out and turned into a golden glow all over the sky, thunderous hymns echoed in the flames, and the silver dragon, which was once plagued by bad karma, also recovered its brilliant silver-white figure. The scales are bright and flawless, as if cast from snowflakes and silver.

At some point, Yinlong opened his tightly closed eyes. After blinking a few times, the cloudy vertical pupils turned into a clear azure blue with some shiny silver threads. sluggish.

He spread his wide wings and flapped them a few times, only to find that his limbs and neck were bound by a copper chain.

So the silver dragon couldn't help but began to struggle. He twisted his limbs and neck desperately, and even opened his dragon's mouth to try to bite the copper chain. Unfortunately, those copper chains with links comparable to giant pillars were stronger than expected. His bite was unbearable.

In the end, Yinlong could only fall into impotent rage for losing freedom like a little milk dog bound by a dog chain for the first time.

The roar of the giant dragon is violent and frenzied, like an irrational beast, surrounded by golden light all over the sky, bound by five huge copper chains. The tragic picture of the doomed dragon.

Fortunately, the silver dragon's furious struggle is tragic and tragic, but this moment is not his end, but the starting point of a new life.

At some point, the dragon's eyes began to become lively, and his struggle became a little bit... How should I put it, it may be too much to describe it as not crazy enough. If the previous struggle of the silver dragon is the life versus freedom Infinite longing is a desperate rebellion.

Although the giant dragon's struggle at this time was also very violent, it always gave people a perfunctory feeling.

William circled leisurely near the head of the silver dragon on a flaming griffin. He said loudly, "Hellen! Now that you have awakened, stop pretending to be crazy! Stop!"

Yinlong's twisting body couldn't help but stagnate for a moment, and then resumed his struggling posture. However, after all this pretentiousness, Yinlong finally stopped his meaningless pretense.

A hoarse voice could only be heard from the dragon's mouth: "Who imprisoned me? William, is it you?"

William pretended to be a villain and said triumphantly: "That's right! Helen! Queen of the Valley of Shadows, now you have fallen into my control! Now you have only two choices, surrender! And destruction! Helen, you Which one are you going to choose?"

Hearon was shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help feeling a little sad. William was a young talent she was extremely optimistic about. She always believed that this "child" had the potential to become the pillar of the good camp, but at this moment, what happened? It means that her previous expectations "completely" came to naught.

However, in hundreds of years of life, Xillen has seen many kinds of betrayal and depravity. Her will has long been forged to be more tenacious. Even the betrayal of her closest relatives cannot make her lose her mind. She really wanted to know the reason for William's betrayal or depravity, but looking at the world with flames and lava flowing around her, she had some guesses about it, maybe some powerful demon or devil tempted him.

Hellen asked in a low voice: "William, if I refuse to surrender, will you kill me?"

William laughed and said, "Of course...not anymore! Helen! I will let you go, and then let you suffer the world's suffering!"

ha?Helen is a little confused, what is the suffering of the world of mortals?Is it a terrible torture?

Although he was worried, Hieren was not afraid of being tortured by the enemy, or some terrible torture and humiliation.

Helen let out a long howl in frustration, and stopped talking.

William felt a little bored, why didn't the female mage cooperate, what about the sadness and anger after being betrayed, and the desperate struggle of the dying?You old lady who always likes to plot against me, why don't you cooperate with the performance well, if you don't cry bitterly, how can I be happy!

After all, the expression was wrong, and William, who was greatly disappointed, could only wave his hand and let the flaming dwarf craftsman of the smelting team unshackle Helen.The copper chains made of volcanic brass are really tough, especially the secondary smelting and cutting are extremely difficult. Even with the help of the master craftsman of the flame dwarves, it took a long time to help Xillen break one of the chains.

William didn't want to wait here for Helen to get out of trouble. This woman was very boring, so he turned around and passed through the gate of flames that was about to dissipate. , All of them have benefited greatly from the massive vitality.

Avachel is no longer a skinny skeleton, but plump like a big fat doll.The great archer turned into a tall giantess, and the strength in his body gave him the illusion of bursting with self-confidence.

Only the saint Erevan Elahil recovered a little bit, and his divine nature was severely damaged, especially the power to cause damage came from himself, which led to the fraudster wanting to completely recover Trauma requires some special things to supplement the loss of divinity, such as the source of soul or the seed of energy.

Although Erevan also absorbed a lot of life energy, so that he finally had the strength to stand up, but he could not bear the mighty power like other saints, unless some fanatics were willing to sacrifice themselves, or get the source in front of them The core of the beast of power.

Erevan Elahir is not alone. In fact, Avachel and Soronor are also very eager for the core seed that constitutes the cursed phoenix. If they can get it, it will greatly expand their divine power. , Even in the face of those powerful Lord and Sacred Ones, they can not fall behind.

Therefore, when the cursed fire phoenix, which was not inferior to the giant dragon in size, shrank into a turkey the size of a calf, the three saints all tried to capture the core of it, the cursed fire seed.

For this reason, the three saints even played a trick of intrigue.

Originally according to individual needs, Erevan Elahir needed this cursed fire seed to heal wounds the most, but the other two saints thought it was a waste to use the precious seed of energy to do such a thing .

As for the wounds of the fraudsters, it can be healed by just finding a few elves or human fanatics to sacrifice, and this seed of energy is the key for them to ascend to the top of the powerful divine power. As a god-given companion, Avasir did not agree to give up the Cursefire Seeds to "good friends".

This is like treating bruises with a panacea that can revive the dead and white bones, it is completely overkill!Even a saint with a brain would not do this.

Of course, Erevan Elahil has a good reason to compete for the cursed seed. Because of his priesthood, he is the shadow king Mask of the human pantheon, Abbathor the greedy god of the dwarves, and the dwarves. Barryvan Shadowcloak, the god of spies, Brandobaris, the halfling god of thieves, Shagos, the orc god of sneak attacks, and even some other unknown demigods all have extremely fierce competition.

Incidentally, the gods of the dwarves and demigods have a sort of ally-like relationship with Erevan, but this is just a compromise the three gods had to make against a more powerful competitor.

If Erevan can't restore his divine origin as quickly as possible, then he is likely to become the most anticipated prey of those competitors, and eventually fall to those assassinations from the shadows.

However, the ideas or justifications of the other two saints are also very reasonable. Even if you, the fraudster, recover, you will still maintain a balance with your competitors, and it will be difficult to make a difference, but no matter which one of us gets the cursed fire seed , can emerge quickly.

In this way, not only can you rely on your powerful strength to protect you as a "burden", but you can also occupy a place in the ongoing battle of the gods. Isn't this a "public and private" convenience.

It's a pity that saints are basically more selfish than mortals, especially between the great archer and Avachel, there are irreconcilable differences.

The great archer Soronor Shanlandry is the most orthodox Seldarine god. The so-called Seldarine is the fellowship of tree brothers and sisters, representing the diversity of interests of the elves and gods and their desire for cooperation and mutual assistance. desire.

To put it bluntly, this is a group of gods with different interests appealing to each other to keep warm.

What does the most orthodox Seldarine god look like? They can fight each other to the death for their own interests.When encountering foreign enemies, all the Sid Ryans, even if they have a mortal hatred for each other, must immediately put aside their previous suspicions and work together to repel the enemy.

When the foreign enemies subside, the enemies who were originally beaten into dog's brains, the big guys continue to fight against the pig's brains, and then fight and dance, and the music of the disco on the grave must not stop.

As the agent god of the dragon god Asterina in the elven pantheon, Avachel is fundamentally different from the great archer in terms of interest demands.

Unfortunately, when the three saints were fighting for the Cursed Fire Seed, William came back.He only thought a little bit, but the magic fire illusion that was about to be extinguished quickly moved away from the three devourers who were staring at him, and returned to the source of the curse fire at lightning speed.

The three saints who failed in their attempts couldn't help but let out a howl. If they didn't know that they couldn't beat William, they would definitely grab him directly.

The greedy saints didn't want to give up the missed opportunity, and one of them stepped forward and said to William: "Dear human lord, if you can offer me, the great archer, a spirit of energy Kind, I will bless your territory, protect your people, and make every one of your soldiers an excellent shooter."

William said coldly: "I don't need it! Now that you are all fine, get out of here! Remember! You are not welcome in my territory! If anyone dares to intervene in my conquest war, don't blame me for being ruthless! Of course, if there is someone who is not afraid of death, you can pretend that I didn’t say anything.”

The faces of the three saints became ugly, as if they had been slapped severely. They really wanted to say some harsh words, such as "William, you disrespect the gods, and you will be punished in the future", "God Grace is like the sea, divine power is like prison" and so on.

It's a pity that the saints all cherish their lives, and no one wants to make themselves uncomfortable in front of this hateful blasphemer.

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The sages of the Seldarine reluctantly left, taking their devotees and followers with them.

The rebel army of elves and half-elves did not cause much damage in the raid that night, and there were almost no casualties.

Genggu Town was as peaceful as if nothing had happened, but everyone who walked out of the house to watch the excitement that night knew that this land had ushered in a very powerful lord.

Those people or elves who wanted to defend the elves' interests in the plowing valley by force basically left the town secretly, but there were also many dissatisfied spies and spies who stayed behind.

Although Faerun does not have a clear strategic theory of "encircling the cities from the countryside", anyone with a little brain knows that any lord's control over the countryside is definitely not comparable to those of those towns.

So in the face of William, a seemingly invincible opponent, it is understandable for the elf rebels to run to the countryside and the wild.

What's more, elves have an extremely prominent advantage in the jungle. Almost every elf (ranger) is an expert in jungle warfare (from the boast of a certain elf emperor during the valley reclamation period).

Of course, if it weren't for the lack of actual strength, who would want to hide in the jungle and live a life of drinking blood and eating the wind and sleeping in the dew.Even the most extreme protectionists in the previous life, if they really want to put them in the wilderness to play extreme survival (referring to breaking away from all connections with human society, such as not using any civilized creations), they will collapse within three days .

There was a time when the society of elves represented the most advanced and developed civilization in Faerun, and the bright and mysterious Myth Drannor was once the brightest pearl in the hearts of all elves (including all plane elves).

No one can clearly explain how the elven civilization that once made humans willing to lick dogs for a period of time declined, so that most of the elves had to migrate to the island of Yongju, which was isolated from the land in the west, to live an isolated life.

Some people say that the Crown War and the split of the Seldarine pantheon led to the decline of the elves, but those big events are too far away from the current elves, which always makes people feel a little far-fetched.

Some people also say that the invasion of the orcs led to the decline of the elves. After all, many glorious elf kingdoms and city-states were overthrown by the orcs.However, there is more than one race that is worse than the elves in front of the orcs. Humans, dwarves, and other intelligent races have all suffered from it.

The first alien language that William learned in Faerun was Elvish, and the first alien language was also Elvish (William’s first native language was Chinese, his second native language was Common, and his third native language was Fire Elemental. is learning), and most of the local books he has read are basically classics written in Elvish.

Because of this, William has a deep understanding of elf culture. Combining the knowledge of his previous life and some deep internal understanding of the world of Faerun, he always feels that there is something wrong with the elves as a race, and their civilization retreats a bit unreasonably.

Thinking of the northeast of his territory, which happened to be adjacent to a huge sphere of influence of elves in the traditional sense, William naturally wanted to test it out.