Alaszhuo was able to become the Lord of Silvermoon and lead the Silvermoon Alliance towards unity in these years. Not only relying on personal strength and the identity of Mystra's voters, her wisdom and decisiveness are also outstanding.
When the centaur lord changed, she had already realized that something was wrong, and she was so focused that she didn't even hear the shouts of Leni and Anasilia not far away.
Two layers of translucent magic shields spread out from her body, like a double eggshell wrapping Alustri into a big bright egg.
The outer layer of light red magic shield is the high-level fire shield that comes with the magic robe, and the inner light golden magic shield is an instant spell called "Mystra's Blessing", which is bestowed by the goddess of magic. Her strongest defense.
However, the Zhentarim will have been preparing for this assassination plan for a long time, and the short sword of the centaur lord and the daggers of the two assassins are obviously not ordinary things. The first layer of fire magic shield on the surface of Erastriol's body hardly produced any effect, and the three sharp blades pierced into the shield like cutting butter.
It's just that when they pierced through the first layer of shield and touched the second layer of "Mystra's Blessing", they finally encountered obstacles. The light golden magic shield deformed violently, the magic halo on the surface flickered wildly, and the place where it touched the sharp blade was deeply sunken inward.
What happened suddenly, when the Lord Yinyue was assassinated, except for Qin Lun and others who reacted, the guests and guards around her were almost stunned watching the change, and their minds went blank for a moment.
"Boom!" With an inaudible sound, "Mystra's Blessing" finally turned into little golden light and dissipated after a shock. It only won less than a second for Alaszhuo time.
"Successful!" The eyes of the two Zhentarim assassins showed ecstasy, countless veins instantly erected on the back of the hand holding the dagger, and they no longer worried about the possible counterattack of Eras, and the stabbing speed was even faster. .
And the centaur lord who assassinated the Lord of Silvermoon in the front seemed to have also received the order from the hidden necromancer. His hind hooves suddenly exerted force, and his half-lying body on the ground suddenly stood up. The dagger slightly changed its angle and stabbed hard at her heart.
"Is that all?" City Lord Yinyue's originally frightened and angry expression suddenly calmed down, and a trace of calm appeared in his eyes.
"Mystra's Blessing" gave her a chance to fight back, but Alastriol knew that she could not avoid this sniper attack. The attacks from the three directions were coordinated seamlessly, making it almost impossible for her to avoid them.
At this moment, she has only two choices, one is to try to avoid the vital parts of her body, and the other is to disregard the enemy's attack and burst out the last magic, dragging these assassins to be buried with her before she dies.
"Alas!" City Lord Yinyue sighed softly. She made a decision almost instantly, twisted her body hard, and blocked the dagger in front of her and the dagger on the left side of her head with both hands. As for the attack on the right , you can only resign yourself to fate.
If this was in the wild, she would not hesitate to drag the enemy to be buried with her, but this is the banquet hall of the Supreme Palace, where most of the city lords of the Silvermoon Alliance gather. Using the self-destruct type of magic, not only will the enemy be buried, but her friends will also suffer heavy casualties, and Ms. Hope is obviously not such a selfish person.
However, at the moment when City Lord Yinyue took action, something unexpected by everyone happened again.
The centaur lord's soul was polluted due to the poison of the dead soul flower, and he lost his self-awareness. Now his body is controlled by the necromancer hidden in the dark.
When he was poisoned and fell down, the wine in his hand spilled all over the floor. Due to the size of the centaur, the lower half of the horse lies half on the ground, and as long as the upper body is straightened up, it can reach Erastriol's lower abdomen.
It's just that during the assassination, the short sword broke through the two layers of magic shield very smoothly, which made the necromancer overjoyed. Therefore, he was in the same mood as the other two assassins. They both secretly stepped up again, urging the centaur to stand up, and slightly changed the angle of the dagger that was originally stabbing at the lower abdomen, piercing Erastriol's heart. .
In fact, the Zhentarim has prepared two alchemy potions for this assassination. One is the Death Soul Flower Poison, and the other is the Dream Potion, also known as the Emerald Dream Potion.
The dream potion is the same as the dead soul flower potion, it won't kill people after being hit. The dead soul flower poison is to pollute the soul and make it into a living dead, while the dream potion is to make people fall into a dream that will never wake up.
Although the dead soul flower poison is insidious, there are still ways to remove it. As long as the soul is not polluted for a long time, it can still be purified, but the memory will be damaged with the time of poisoning, and the dream medicine has almost no antidote.
The material of this potion is even rarer than the dead soul flower, and it can even be said to be extinct. Because its main material is the brain of a titan, but also because of its rarity, even the gods are almost helpless once it is tricked.
The Lord of Silvermoon is powerful, the Silvermoon Alliance has countless talented people, and she is also the chosen one of the goddess of magic, Mystra. It is not easy to kill her with one blow. If the injury survived and it was useless, she might be alive and kicking the next day.
So the Zhentarim would do the next best thing and just ask to stab her and let the dream potion work. As long as Alastriol falls into a dream for a long time, it is no different from death.
However, at this stage in the development of the incident, several Zhentarim assassins suddenly found that the whole plan was very smooth.
Although the Lord of Silver Moon seemed to be prepared and secretly arranged for three legendary powerhouses including the Queen of Storms, but by chance, they were all lured away by the "crow".
And Alastriol relied on being a legendary strongman, and there were no other guards around him, which led to a desperate situation.
As a result, the Necromancer who was hiding in the dark suddenly became active. Being in a dream for a long time is indeed the same as being dead, but it is not real death after all. Now that it's going so smoothly, I just want to kill Alaszhuo directly.
But sometimes, the world is always more bizarre than the novel, often full of unexpected drama.
When the centaur was lying on the ground, he couldn't use his strength, and the dagger could only be aimed at the lower abdomen of the silver moon city lord. When the necromancer controlling him wanted to go one step further and urged him to stand up, the centaur's hind hoof kicked hard on the wine he had spilled on the floor.
"Chick!" After a weird sound, he slipped...
The huge body of the centaur fell towards Alastriol, and his arms were instinctively thrown up. If it is other assassins of the Zhentarim Society, this small mistake is irrelevant, their strong combat awareness will instinctively adjust the shooting angle, so as not to affect the attack effect.
However, the centaur is now just a living dead under the control of a necromancer. He doesn't have such a powerful micro-control ability, not to mention that Erastriol even lifted his arm upwards.
As a result, the dagger in the centaur's hand immediately raised, not only did not stab the heart of City Lord Yinyue, but also crossed the shoulder and stabbed behind her.
"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the dagger cut off a strand of hair on the ear temple of Lord Yinyue. Although it didn't hit the original target, it obviously hit something else.
The assassin on the right side behind the Lord Silver Moon had a look of disbelief in his eyes. The dagger that was originally only an inch away from the back of the target's head was accidentally bent by the centaur's dagger...
"Let's go!" There was a soft shout from behind the crowd. At the same time, the centaur controlled by the necromancer finally stood firm, with his arms outstretched, his huge body swept across with a dagger, and once again shot towards Alastriade. forced to go.
However, City Lord Yinyue, who had just escaped catastrophe, would give them another chance there. He squeezed a few difficult handprints with both hands, and countless magical halos flashed on his body. A wave of air unexpectedly sent the centaur, whose weight was several times that of an ordinary person, flying out.
At the same time, the two Zhentarim Assassins behind her took the opportunity to jump up, split left and right, and rushed towards the window of the banquet hall.
"You still want to run?" A cold light flashed in Erastriol's eyes, he hesitated for a moment, then turned to the right, opened his hands, held them weakly, and then pulled down hard.
Compared to the assassin on the left who was blocked by her just now, Lord Yinyue obviously hated the guy on the right who almost made her fall.
The assassin on the right felt his ankles tighten, as if a pair of big hands were grabbing him and pulling him downwards, the body that was jumping in the air had to sink and fell back to the ground again.
This basically doomed his end, the guests and guards in the banquet hall had already reacted at this time, and they were swarming towards him. The one rushing to the front seemed to be the elf female knight with red eyes—Annacilia.
But the other assassin got to the wall smoothly, jumped out of the window that the strong dwarf smashed before, and disappeared into the night.
"Aw..." The centaur, who had been sent flying by Eraszhuo, stood up again at this time, white foam was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the red light in his eyes became more and more intense.
However, some sharp-eyed people in the banquet hall have already noticed that behind him, a figure in a cloak slipped out of the door under the cover of the huge body of the centaur.
Alaszhuo obviously also saw the figure, and her nails dug deeply into her palm. She hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to chase it out. Since the centaur lord is not dead, she needs to save him.
What's more, there is also an assassin on the other side, and now the entire banquet hall is in chaos, and she needs to stabilize the situation here.
"Lord Alastriol, do you need my help?" Qin Lun calmly parted from the panicked crowd, and walked towards her with a smile, while Hill and the others beside the silver-haired elf had disappeared.
"Just now...thank you!" Seeing Qin Lun approaching, Alaszhuo hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded his thanks.
Her gaze couldn't help falling on Qin Lun's tightly clenched palm. In Ms. Hope's eyes, she could clearly see the golden light emanating from the silver-haired elf's palm, which was the light of divine power that ordinary people could not see.