Abyss.

Kudan, the Wood Elf Psychic Warlock, is in a difficult situation.

That day, he chased all the way from the mine to the portal at the bottom of the Mind Flayer Magician's Tower, but failed to kill the badly injured rat. So he soon fell into the siege of the rat minions, he alone was obviously not the opponent of this large pile of monsters, of course he could not use force, and the intelligence of these demons was weakened by the rats to a strange point, and his mind was extremely stubborn, no matter how clever he was, he could not get him out of the predicament.

Arguments are of little use to chaotic creatures like demons, who can nonchalantly repudiate any unbound conventions and resent any constraints, and demons know this, so no matter how stupid they are, they don't trust each other without strong enough restraints, and the more stupid they are, the more so, because mental retardation sometimes means stubbornness and inflexibility.

Psychic warlocks who had lived in places like the Abyss for many years were also well aware of the demonic psyche, so after two fruitless attempts, they gave up on this practice. For now, he can only use his psionic energy to seal the portal of the basement, and continue to analyze the portal, preparing to use it to escape to other planes.

However, the gap between arcane and psionic power is a bit bigger, he studied for dozens of days, and only found a rough idea - this is probably also related to the environment he is in, those monsters are constantly banging the portal with their strong bodies, and the foul language outside the door is endless, and he can't close his perception as he usually does when he studies - God knows when the portal will be knocked open?

And he also has to pay attention to the wind and grass around him at all times, he knows better that rats can come out of the portal at any time, so he always pays attention to maintaining the spiritual blessings on his body, this kind of distraction is mostly used and the professional is not right, so that his research progress is slow.

However, in a place like the abyss, he had also experienced more difficult situations, so he still persevered, and now, the decipherment of the portal to a sufficient degree would not allow him to teleport to some certain places of death, the wood elf wiped the beads of sweat and exhaled with satisfaction.

At this moment, the portal glowed intensely.

Kudan immediately became vigilant, this was someone teleported, and he immediately closed his eyes and entered the psionic meditation, ready to deal a fatal blow to the person who was about to come.

After the person who has passed through the spatial teleportation, after arriving at the location, there will inevitably be a period of mental trance, so he is not panicking.

But before his thoughts could fall, he saw that it was not a creature that flew out of the portal, but a red fire.

A group of demons outside the gate are still attacking the gate.

"Hurry up, big stick, you're too weak, too weak!" the little devil who hadn't changed his size struck the tall big demon and scolded loudly.

"Shut up, lowly scum!" roared the tall and sturdy demon as he continued to pound the door.

Rumble!

Just then, there was a loud bang from inside the door that shook the entire tower.

A group of monsters at the door were shaken away by a strong force, and when they stood up again, they saw their master appear at the door, and the body of the wood elf was only a head hanging on half of the spine, and the other parts were mixed with some iron filings and shot into the wall, and the death was terrible.

The demons were stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed excitedly: "Oh, my master, you are finally back!"

The mouse wagged its tail, and the mage stepped out of the smoke on the side, staring at the mouse with a frown: "You're too much this time. ”

"Once, I owe you once. Naka's voice entered Penny's head.

Penny nodded, glanced at the large group of monsters outside the door, and secretly marveled at the scale of the little mouse brother, and many thoughts rose in his heart.

However, he soon remembered the affairs of the town, and turned around to enter the portal.

......

"Quick! let our buddies have a good time, we have work to do!"

On top of a cliff in the eastern mountains, more than seventy stout men in thick leather armor gathered together, flanked by a large flock of griffins.

These creatures tore at the meat strips in the trough, and in order to give them enough physical strength for battle, a large number of livestock were slaughtered in the mountain bandits' lair on this day.

Griffons eat a lot of food, eating quite a lot of fresh meat a day, and if they need to fly for a long time, they need to eat more, and fortunately this mountain area is rich in products, otherwise it would not be possible to feed many griffons.

Even so, such a number of griffons has reached the limit that this group of thieves can bear, and in order to control the number, the group of thieves can only choose some of the stronger ones to stay, and the rest will be eliminated when they are young.

In order to save supplies, these griffons rarely go out on a regular basis.

Deren Lionfeather is a native of the mountainous region, and it is his tribe that has passed down the art of domesticating griffins and has always been the backbone of the bandits, watching the griffins eat while urging his companions to pack up their equipment:

"Get ready for fiery gel and javelins, and be sure to give those red-robed guys a little color today. ”

"Well, it's just a matter of burning a few houses, and when will we get rid of them completely......" one of the thieves grumbled a little depressedly.

"It's up to the boss, he's up to him. Delenn Lionfeather raised his eyebrows helplessly.

"The chiefs were so careful, thinking about the way they looked on the first day they came, and we were so frightened that we got under the carriage. ”

The words caused a burst of laughter, and Delenn Lionfeather laughed along.

"It's these cowardly wastes who dare to rob us of our money, and this time we must give them some color. A mountain bandit said hatefully.

Although the mountains are rich in products, after all, they don't have everything, and many times, the thieves need a certain amount of money and the outside world to turn around, so what the red-robed mages do greatly offended them.

"Come on, let's finish things early and come back early, we can't make our hearts and minds too tired. "Delenn patted the griffon's feathers, the griffon's name 'Sharp Wind' had a bronze neck feather, from the neck to the wings, the color of the feathers ranged from bronze to golden, and in the light, reflecting the luster of metal, its body was more than nine feet long, and it stood up to the height of a man and a half.

A group of mountain bandits smiled and looked at their animal companions, who fought in the mountains all year round, and they and griffons had a very deep relationship.

"Whew!—"

The huge griffin swallowed the strip of meat, puffed up its chest, raised its front paws upright, raised its long wings and let out a clear whistling sound, and all the griffons stood upright one after the other, and let out the same long whistling!

Delenn took the opportunity to jump on the back of the griffin and raise his javelin high:

"For victory!"

Most of the bandits in Faeron have a similar slogan, and 'for the sake of victory' is relatively normal.

As the first griffin flew off the ground, an even more deafening chirp accompanied by the shouts of the bandits rushed out of the cliff, its wings obscuring the clouds.

"For victory!"

"Burn those red-robed guys!" the man shouted again.

"Hahahaha!" A string of laughter wafted in the sky.

......

"Are you ready?" Inside the bunker, the meditative Rekita suddenly opened her eyes.

"Uh, is the time up?" Hughes put down the book.

"Here they are. Rekita raised her eyebrows, shook her head, and spat out a pill from her mouth: "I just used the True Knowledge Flash. ”

"You really don't want to die, you dare to use such a dangerous spell indiscriminately, and you are not afraid of being poisoned by the casting materials?" Hughes looked at the female red robe in amazement: "What's more, the credibility of the information gathered with this spell is only three-quarters." ”

"I only have this spell that I can use to detect information right now, and I've used it four times, and the answer is the same. Rekita said lightly, ignoring Hughes's shocked expression and standing up: "What about Sean?"

"I'm coming. Penny, who smelled of [***] in his body, entered the bunker, saw two colleagues, and smiled: "You guys look a little nervous. ”

"I can see the back of your neck sweating, dear Sean. Rekita blinked, "Besides, you smell weird." ”

"There's something wrong with the experiment, I just heard you talking outside, they're coming?" Penny looked at the two red-robed with inquiring eyes.

Hughes and Rekita nodded solemnly.

"Oh......" Since the tension brought out from the abyss had not yet dissipated, Penny did not feel more shocked, anyway, this time was going to come sooner or later, he was ready: "Let's go to the top and prepare." ”

"Okay. The two mages followed Penny to their feet and went to the top of the bunker, instructing their Grey Dwarves and Searle Knights to get ready.

Through the bunker's window, he looked up at the sky, trying to find traces of the griffins.

The crossbow next to it is ready to go.

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