The former king of the Silvermoon Alliance, the queen of the North, the guardian of the giant fortress, and the last light of hope for mankind—Alastriol looked at the legion below, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth covered by the light.
As the daughter of Mystra, the goddess of the magic net, after the fall of the other party, Alustriel once felt that the sky was about to fall.
Although she herself is also a powerful mage of the legendary rank, and even inherited a trace of divinity from the goddess of the magic net, Alaszhuo knows very well that if it is not for the support of her mother, relying on her Silver Moon Alliance , even surviving in the north is very difficult, let alone counterattacking the orc empire.
Losing the Goddess of the Magic Net is simply a subversive disaster for a regime like the Silver Moon Alliance formed with mages as the main body!
Fortunately, due to the re-invasion of the wizards, the gods reached an agreement, and finally the orc empire did not directly send troops to destroy the Silver Moon Alliance.
However, the situation did not improve for a few days.
Then came the terrible plague and the coming of the dark cataclysm.
Alastriol is lucky! The rank of a legendary mage gave her the ability to escape from the magic net and cast spells. Although she stumbled like a child, she finally had the strength to protect herself.
If those mages below level 20 are like fetuses in the mother's womb, without any self-protection power, then the legendary mages are already born babies, independent from the mother's womb, and will not be destroyed by the magic net and implicated too much.
Even, that trace of divinity of the Goddess of the Magic Net made it possible for Erasto to succeed the Goddess of the Magic Net!
With the overt or covert help of the gods, the regime of the Silver Moon Federation was finally barely maintained.
It's just that after the catastrophe and the attack of the swarm, Alaszhuo had to reluctantly give up most of the land, and built the last fortress to hold on.
It can be said that apart from the orcs, the hundreds of thousands of people in this giant survivor camp are the last essence of the entire northern border.
"Is my decision right or wrong?"
It has to be said that Alastriol may be the king in peacetime, but his personality is completely lacking in the determination and abandonment that a leader should have, especially in times of crisis like this!
"Your Majesty, I have brought you the latest news from the south!"
Just when Alustriel was still hesitating and struggling, a portal opened, and the great sage Elminster, wearing a plain linen robe, stood behind Alustriol like a scholar preparing for the lord's inquiries. A very low voice came into Alustri's ears:
"I've reconfirmed once again that the Pearl Forest in the south, which is about a hundred miles away from us, has been completely corroded by the swamp at this moment, and a brood has begun to emerge..."
Alaszhuo's heart skipped a beat. For the survivor camp, this is really bad news!
Up to now, Erastriol already knows that the tide of insects and beasts spreading throughout the human world comes from those brood lairs that look like foreign objects from outside the sky. As long as there are insect nests in any area, it is basically the same as destruction. It's no different.
The endless worms rushing out of the worm nest are enough to devour everything! Make this place completely barren.
"Damn it... the crops we have cultivated so hard, although the yield is very low, have been cultivated... just harvest once..."
Erastriol's voice gradually sank: "It's too late to move now. The establishment of the camp has already consumed all our reserves, and we can't give up at all! More importantly... the whole world is like this. Even if we move, we can Where are you going?"
The desolate smile bloomed on Alastriol's face, making Elminster's heart full of bitterness.
"How is our mage group?"
After a long time, Alustriel seemed to have finally made up his mind and asked Elminster.
"Still in training, the best one just released a level 4 spell, and this guy was a peak mage of level 20 before the cataclysm, only one step away from legend..."
Elminster sighed.
Now that the magic net has collapsed, the mode of groping for the laws of the world's elements and casting spells directly with mental power has become the mainstream again.
Legendary mages have already been involved in the research of arcanists, and now it is not too troublesome to find out the training content in this area.
Based on the accumulation of mage information and talents in Silvermoon City, various spell-casting experiments were quickly arranged.
In the current situation, even the gods can no longer insist on resisting the prohibition of arcanists. Although on the surface, in order to maintain the majesty of the gods, the church cannot recognize the abolition of the treaty, but the private research has almost reached the point of being aboveboard. .
It's a pity that in the field of spellcasting by arcanists, those mages seem to have immediately degraded from brilliant masters to poor craftsmen-the convenience of magic net spellcasting has brought about a comprehensive regression of mage qualification standards.
And once the strict selection mode of ancient times was restored, many mages immediately began to be unable to do what they wanted.
There are even some old mages, because of the rigidity of their bodies and minds, there is no possibility of changing their paths at all, and for this reason, suicides in despair often occur.
And even if Elastriol already has the support of "all the power of the country", and Silvermoon City is the place with the most abundant reserves of spell materials, the progress so far is nothing more than advancing the magic-free spell to level 4.
Moreover, after breaking away from the magic net, the mages were shocked to find that the current spells became more and more difficult to control, and there were higher requirements for their own abilities, and there were not many mages who died from the backlash of the new spells.
"Keep the last batch of seeds, the rest, all go!"
After a long time, Elastri gritted his teeth and made a decision, a teardrop rolled down his cheek in an instant.
She waved her hand, causing the legion to fall into silence, and the whole person came to the center of the sky, and the amplified voice echoed in all directions.
"...they took everything from us, and now they're coming to take our lives..."
"An evil insect nest has come to our territory, less than a hundred miles away, threatening us at any time..."
"All the fortification scrolls and spell items have been exhausted. It is impossible for us to cast another city of hope in another place..."
"Now, tell me! Shall we continue to be silent?"
Elastre's voice spread around, and Duo Lun tightly clenched the weapon in his hand, as if this would make him feel more secure.
"So we are already in danger?"
Duo Lun thought silently in his heart, feeling that a flame was about to burst out violently.
"No! I am from here, and I will not leave even if I die!"
"Never!" "Never!!" "Never!!!" Beside Doron, Jimmy hit the shield with an ax and roared angrily.
"We will never leave!"
The terrifying sound waves even converged into a tide, causing the entire fortress to tremble slightly.
"Very good! In this battle, I will be with you, let us fight for survival together!"
Elastra promised.
"To survive!" "To survive!"
Under the surge of enthusiasm, the team quickly set off.
And Alaszhuo also followed his promise, riding a white horse, always advancing at the top of the team.
Possessing divinity, she is a mage who can barely maintain the legendary rank. With such a strong person in charge, the improvement of morale is unparalleled.
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"Your team is in charge of patrolling today!"
The army meandered forward. Compared with the regular army, Duo Lun's team seemed a bit messy, but everyone's emotions were not very high, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly dignified. No matter how hard Jimmy cheered up, it would not help.
This camp for survivors was their last hope. Once this hope was shattered, even Duolun would not have much courage to continue to survive in troubled times.
"Doron, come with me! Go on patrol!"
Jimmy seemed a little unbearable, and greeted Doron with a huge axe.
"Yeah!" Duo Lun couldn't stand the atmosphere, and even felt a tightness in his chest, so he got up quickly after hearing this.
There are still many dangers in the dark continent.
Although many creatures were unable to adapt to the cruel environment and became extinct, a small number survived tenaciously, and in order to adapt to the environment, cruel mutations occurred, and even their personalities became more cunning and cruel.
Even Duo Lun faintly heard the rumors of the underground race.
Drow warriors riding spiders, direclaws, and many species that originally lived underground took advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill them out of the underground and wantonly invaded the territory that was originally under the sun.
And behind them, the support of the gods is looming, and the first to jump out is the spider queen Rose.
It has to be said that her choice was very correct.
In order to obtain sufficient population and resource replenishment, it is also very reasonable for the gods to make concessions to the underground gods and move some groups that were originally adapted to the dark environment to the ground when the mainland is in darkness.
Doron also heard rumors about drow cities.
It is said that all males can only become the most humble slaves there, especially the aliens, who may be sacrificed to the gods at any time.
But even so, it is said that there are many vagrant groups defecting to them, just to get food to survive!
"Unfortunately... Rose is an evil god... My belief..."
There was a momentary struggle in Duo Lun's eyes, but then it turned into firmness.
Even though the glory of the gods has been greatly reduced, their teachings and even their influence continue throughout the main material world.
The hostility between the good camp and the evil camp directly reversed Duo Lun's thinking.