Chapter 723: Top of the World

Duanmu Huai was not very familiar with Dione. In fact, he had only met her once when she was summoned. At that time, Duanmu Huai had the impression that this girl was very weak, at least she did not look like someone with the title of [Dancing Blade].

After all, how do you say this title... You feel that it should be something like a berserker.

At least she would not be a girl who looked weak and didn't talk much in a dress.

In fact, it seemed to be the case.

"Sister Dione, the lord is looking for you."

"Hey...! Please, please wait a moment!"

After hearing the report from the sword instructor outside, a faint scream came from the door, and then Duanmu Huai and Mary heard the sound of banging and house demolition inside. After a while, the tightly closed door opened a crack, and then Dione showed her head from it very embarrassedly.

"Hello, Lord, what can I do for you?"

"What are you doing?"

Looking at Dione in front of him, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but ask in confusion. Dione was covered in dust and looked like he had just fallen.

"Ah, I, I'm cleaning..."

"Cleaning? Now?"

Hearing Dione's answer, Duanmu Huai was confused, and then he stretched out his hand to push the door open, and then looked inside---then Duanmu Huai was speechless.

The room was full of debris, all kinds of books, notes and reports were piled up everywhere, giving people an extremely messy feeling.

"Can you still live in this room?"

"No, no problem!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's question, Dione hurriedly answered.

"I know where everything is, so it's no problem!"

This excuse sounds so familiar... Forget it, now is not the time to care about such trivial matters.

"Get ready, we are going out to search and fight."

"Fight? Do we need to gather soldiers...?"

"No, just you guys come, it's more convenient with fewer people."

Duanmu Huai shook his head. If the other side really has a large army of untouchables, it would be difficult to deal with them with more people. It would be more convenient to just take a few people and go in to decapitate them.

"I understand."

Dione nodded, then looked at the swordsmanship instructor standing next to him.

"Then everything will continue as usual, and I'll talk about other things when I come back."

While speaking, Dione patted the dust off his body, then arranged the two swords hanging on his waist, and looked at Duanmu Huai.

"I'm ready and can go at any time, Lord!"

"……………………Are you going to go like this?"

"Is there any problem?"

"At least wash your face………………"

Looking at the ink stains on the other person's face like a little cat, Duanmu Huai sighed speechlessly. The latter reached out and touched his face. It seemed that he just reacted. He screamed and went back into the room and closed the door.

"…………Is she really okay?"

Duanmu Huai looked at the swordsmanship instructor next to him in confusion. To be honest, from just now to now, Dione gave him the feeling that he was really unreliable... Can such a person manage the military affairs of the territory?

Although Mistelina didn't report, it should be okay...

"Please rest assured, Lord, although Sister Dione is a little confused in daily life, she has always been conscientious in her job!"

"………………I hope so."

What else can Duanmu Huai say? That's all I can say.

In this world, it's really hard to start an adventure.

Just like when Duanmu Huai and others were in Neverwinter before, they had to go to Heim Fortress, which was basically a difficult task. This is one of the reasons why people always respect adventurers. In order to destroy the enemy, they have to go deep into uninhabited forests, swamps, and dangerous volcanoes. Regardless of whether they succeed or not, the long journey alone is enough to discourage ordinary people.

If it is a game, the most troublesome thing for players is the random monsters and enemies they encounter on the road, but in reality, for adventurers, getting lost and having no food and water are their biggest problems.

Fortunately, Duanmu Huai does not have to worry about this problem.

"Turn right from this side..."

Mary stared at the Lost Soul next to her and whispered, and then under her instructions, the Thunder Eagle fighter slowly changed direction and continued to move forward.

If it is a normal adventure, then Duanmu Huai and others should set off in a team, all the way north, and then investigate various clues, and then search for traces to find the mysterious Supreme God.

But Duanmu Huai was too lazy to waste time, he had a better way.

That is to directly pull a lost soul onto the plane, and then let Mary stare at the shadow of the lost soul. According to Mary, the shadows of these lost souls will have a line connecting to the distance. Although the specific location cannot be seen, the general direction can be determined by the direction of these lines.

Yes, this is just like the task plug-in in the online game. After accepting the task, just follow the arrows of the task plug-in to find the location. Why so much nonsense? There is such a good plug-in as Golden Eyes, so you don’t have to go wandering by yourself. Isn’t that stupid?

"It’s almost here. This damn place is really desolate."

Duanmu Huai looked down through the window. Below was a snow-capped mountain range. This was the top of the world mountain range in the northernmost part of the Sword Coast region, and it was also the most desolate place in the entire world. It is quite suitable as a hidden stronghold for a big BOSS, but unfortunately, looking from above, there are no signs of life nearby, which means...

"Are you underground again? I'm really fed up with the underground. I hope these bastards don't hide too deep inside."

Duanmuhuai muttered, took out the auger and started searching.

Sure enough, Duanmuhuai immediately locked on a group of life signals located in the mountains on the auspicious device.

"This is it."

Duanmuhuai ordered the fighter plane to fly forward and arrived above the life signals. Then he looked at Mary, who once again stared at the restrained soulless man next to him, and then nodded.

"It's down there."

"very good."

After receiving Mary's answer, Duanmuhuai narrowed his eyes, while Lorena looked out the window.

"But Lord Knight, there doesn't seem to be a cave entrance near here? How are we going to get in?"

"It's very simple. There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, there will be a road."

Duanmuhuai snorted coldly, and then turned on the communication device.

"Ecott."

"Here, uncle Commander, what are your instructions?"

"Send a moon-class cruiser to the designated location, conduct a wave of ground bombing, and blow this hellish place to the ground!"

"clear."

What kind of tunnel should we take? Can't we just blow it up and be done with it?

Deep in the dark underground, on the blasphemous throne, a figure was sitting there, looking at the believers in front of him indifferently. In front of him, hundreds of guys in black robes who looked like cultists were kneeling there, chanting weird hymns in a low voice. At the same time, a group of ragged refugees were being killed by goblins. The orcs and orcs drove over, and they looked around tremblingly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or fear.

"Who are you? What are you doing bringing us here?"

"I want to go home, let me go!!"

"Why am I being treated like this, why...?"

Some people cried, some howled, and some prayed, but they were powerless and could only rush to the platform under the throne like driven animals. At this moment, the chants of the believers around him became louder and louder, making the poor refugees terrified. . They stared uneasily at the dark shadow sitting on the throne, not knowing what to do.

But at this moment......

"Go to hell——!"

Suddenly, a refugee roared out from the crowd. He snatched the spear from the hand of the goblin next to him, aimed at the figure sitting on the throne, threw it suddenly, and threw it towards the opponent!

Perhaps it was because the refugee was so fast that others did not react. They saw the spear whistling through the air, then directly piercing the figure's chest, nailing him to the throne!

Seeing this scene, the refugees suddenly burst into an uproar. Even the goblins and orcs who were guarding the nearby were shocked and didn't know what to do. Only the believers nearby were still singing and praising in unison, as if the person who was killed on the throne had nothing to do with them.

"Click... click..."

However, at the next moment, an unimaginable scene occurred. The spear that penetrated the figure automatically retreated, re-floated into the air, and then suddenly turned its head and shot out. The refugee who had previously attacked the figure hurriedly tried to block it, but to his surprise, the spear did not shoot at him, but penetrated the goblin who had previously taken the spear away, nailing it to the ground, while the latter His eyes widened in surprise, he let out an inarticulate wail, and then fell silent.

"It's so stupid and boring."

An indifferent voice sounded, and with this voice, everyone felt that the surroundings around them seemed to become colder and colder. They kept shivering, stepped back, gathered together, and looked around uneasily.

"Your humble soul has no value to you, and now is the time for you to dedicate it to me!"

The moment he finished speaking, a bloody mouth suddenly opened behind the figure. It seemed to be made of shadows. The open mouth was aimed at the refugees in front of him. Immediately afterwards, several tentacle-like tongues sprang out from the shadow mouth and rushed towards the refugees!

Faced with this incomprehensible scene, the refugees screamed and tried to escape, but their legs could not move at all. The dark shadow seemed to turn into sharp ice that seemed to be substantial, completely covering their bodies. Frozen, they could only scream and struggle desperately, watching the shadow tentacles rush towards them and wrap around their bodies.

Then the next moment, the screaming refugees suddenly stopped, like robots without power, standing there blankly, lowering their heads and motionless. And those shadow tentacles were retracted from the bodies of the refugees and returned to the mouth made of shadows. Then the figure sitting on the throne let out a long breath, as if they had just had a full meal.

"That's not enough."

His voice sounded again, full of anger.

"I need more soul."

"Sorry, Supreme God."

A robed believer stepped forward tremblingly and knelt under the throne.

"At present, Jianwan and even the entire Northland have begun to encircle and attack us. We have no way to provide more for the time being..."

"I don't care about these."

Before the robed believer finished speaking, he was grabbed by the throat by an invisible force and lifted into the air.

"I need more souls to fill my hunger, and this is your obligation. More souls, do you understand what I mean?"

"But, but the Tribunal..."

"I don't care about the Tribunal."

The figure said coldly.

"I just need enough souls. If you can't do it, then you have no value..."

As the figure spoke, a giant shadow hand suddenly emerged from below and grabbed the body of the robed believer.

"Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...!!"

The next moment, the robed believer screamed miserably, his flesh was frozen, rotten, and then fell to the ground. Then the remaining part of the believer merged with the dark shadow, forming a shadow monster with a cold air all over its body. It knelt in front of the figure and let out a low roar.

"Bring me more souls."

The figure stared at the shadow monster he created and gave an order in a low voice.

"I need more souls, even if I attack the entire Northland, Ten Towns, Neverwinter, Waterdeep, these places don't matter, attack them, bring more souls, this is yours......"

"——————————"

At this moment, suddenly, the earth began to tremble, the figure stopped talking, raised his head and looked around in confusion. The huge hole trembled like an earthquake, and countless rubble fell down and hit the crowd. And those believers seemed to be unaware of this. Even if someone was smashed in the head by the rubble, they still did not stop, but continued to kneel in place, praying and chanting loudly.

The next moment, a dazzling flash of light penetrated the thick crust and illuminated the entire hole.

"BOOM————!!!"

The spear of light whizzed down, destroying everything it encountered along the way. The believers kneeling on the platform were not spared either. They just raised their hands, and then their robes, skin and flesh were destroyed in the whistling energy torrent, and their bones were burned to ashes. The high temperature like the flames of hell spread instantly, sweeping away the original cold air here.

The figure sitting on the throne only had time to raise his hands, and the next moment, he was swallowed by the dazzling light.