Under the bleak moonlight.

The dark red hellfire was burning everywhere in the gnoll camp, and the raging fire reflected the entire night sky as if it was dyed red with blood, showing a strange dark red.

The strong smell of sulfur mixed with the choking smell of scorched corpses filled every corner of the camp that was about to be turned into ruins.

In the thick plume of smoke, the gnoll figures, covering their noses and wiping their tears, passed through one after another, wailing and whimpering one after another.

They could only face the flames that were chasing after them in desperate cries and fled like headless flies.

Nine Spells: Meteor Burst!

As a large-scale attack spell that requires at least 18th level to master, its destructive power is beyond doubt.

Now, combined with the blessings of the three buffing specialties of the Tieflin race, it has the characteristics of hellfire, so that after the eight meteor-like fireballs fall to the ground and explode, there are still many unquenchable flames left on the ground. Continue to exert its residual heat.

And through the control of the spell damage and range by the sorcerer, the spell has successfully increased its bombing range on the premise of reducing the damage, which directly makes the gnoll camp look like it is being swarmed by dense air-to-surface missiles. Baptize again.

After all, the challenge level of most gnolls is only about level 2. Even if the spell damage is deliberately reduced, their fragile lives will turn into a bunch of inconspicuous fly ash at the moment of explosion.

In short, in the aftermath of this nine-ringed energy spell, as long as a jackal with a strength lower than the third rank, even if it is lucky enough to survive, it will be difficult for it to successfully escape from the constant burning flames. Fire burning camp.

If you are fortunate enough to float in the air at this time, in addition to witnessing the tragic scene of the gnoll camp like a terrifying hell, you can also see the most shocking scene, that is, the eight diameters nearly blown out after the meteor fell to the ground in the camp. A 50-meter circular pit.

Under the perfect control of the caster, the eight meteors were evenly distributed in every corner of the entire camp, which directly resulted in no part of the gnoll camp that was not covered by the aftermath of the explosion.

This place has become a camp burning the fire of hell. The thick sulphur atmosphere is mixed with the mournful wailing of the gnolls. With the fierce wind, it floats to the deepest part of the Dajianhen Mountains, as if to all evil humanoids. A fatal warning: this is what happens to the aggressor!

Gnolls are the legacy transformed by demon rituals. None of them are innocent. From head to toe, from the inside to the outside, they yearn for needless killing and destruction all the time.

"Boom!"

At this time, in the very center of the camp, a statue of Yeenogu, the king of the gnolls, which was about to be completed, collapsed in a sea of ​​fire.

"Do not!!!"

In the billowing black smoke, a gnoll priest dressed in a dark-brown robe looked at the scarred Yeenogu statue. His whole body crawls in front of the collapsed statue and let out an unwilling roar.

They are one of the most elite of the gnoll tribes deep in the Great Swordscar Mountains: the Tooth Gnoll tribe.

As their gnoll king fell into a deep sleep during the battle of Winter City, the gnoll priests of the Great Swordscar Mountains lost most of their magic, which led to the loss of those clumsy hill giants. Forced so embarrassed.

Therefore, the first thing this gnoll tribe from the Great Swordscar Mountains retreated to the Emerald Fields was to re-establish the altar of the Gnoll King, and then perform the bloodiest rituals in the civilized settlements of the Emerald Fields.

Only in this way will the sleeping gnoll king be awakened by the power of his followers, and as a gnoll priest, he will also restore magic and receive gifts from the gods.

This will be their biggest support for counterattacking the hill giants.

Now, the gnoll sculpture in the camp is about to be completed, and all the materials for the sacrificial ceremony have been collected. Just as they were about to complete the first step of the counter-offensive, all their efforts and hopes were completely destroyed by the sea of ​​​​fire.

When the Gnoll High Priest saw that the statue of the Gnoll King, which contained all his efforts, collapsed, all his hopes were also shattered.

Having lost his magical skills, he could only watch helplessly as the clansmen who were caught in the sea of ​​fire died in mourning, the collapsed statue of the King of Gnolls baked in the flames, but he could do nothing.

With the mournful roar of the gnoll priest, many abyss gnolls, Yenogu Fang and those powerful Flynn gnolls, including the gnoll leader, all followed the sound and gathered around the gnoll priest. .

Looking at the ancient sculpture of Yeno that was burned by the fire, the spine of the ancient statue of Yeno was broken by the collapse, and the numerous wounds on the body of the statue were submerged by the tongue of flames.

"Ow! Oooo! Oooo!"

A large group of gnoll believers who were disgraced in the flames roared bleakly and waved their weapons in a desperate attempt to extinguish all the flames around the statue.

The abyss gnoll and the fangs of Yenogu are the gifts left by the demon lord Yenogu to these worshipers when the gnoll presided over the demon ritual. They are all gnolls possessed by the spirit of the abyss demon.

Therefore, as long as they are not hit by the "Meteor Burst" on the spot, these gnolls who have inherited the flame resistance of the abyss demon are naturally fearless in the face of the hellfire generated by the aftermath.

As a gnoll race that is almost difficult to produce caster professions, the abyss gnoll and Yenogu Fang are their biggest support for their rise in the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

The former inherits the special abilities of various abyss demons, giving them the power to fight against spellcasters.

The latter holds the rites of the tribe's rapid population growth. As long as there are enough hyenas and food, the Yenogu fangs will make the entire tribe's population increase dramatically.

Without these two special gnolls, it would be impossible for the gnoll race to become the strongest race in the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

This is the benefit of a race with divine protection.

After all, this is a world dominated by gods.

It is a pity that their gnoll **** has fallen asleep, and the believers can't get a response from the gods at all, resulting in the loss of most of their power, which is also the fundamental reason why they were driven out of the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

The fire that raged around the ancient sculpture of Yeno was quickly extinguished by the fiery legacy of the demons.

They all looked at the scarred statue of the Gnoll King reverently, helped it up together, and then crawled on the ground with crazy and reverent eyes.

"My lord, the greatest demon monarch! The king of gnolls! For the prosperity of the gnoll family, your most devout people ask for your help and gifts!" The gnoll priest led everyone to kneel deeply on the ground On, the mouth kept muttering the ancient demon language.

The fire in the camp continued to burn, and countless gnolls and various slaves were still struggling in the sea of ​​flames.

However, the gnoll leader and the gnoll priest at this time chose to hand over the hope of the tribe to this **** who has never been answered, because they know that only the most desperate prayer is the most powerful force to respond to the god.

As the ancient demon whispers echoed in the sea of ​​flames, the corpses of countless dead gnolls and various slaves in the camp were filled with almost invisible evil energy, and then all converged on the altar of the gnoll statue.

for a moment...

In the empty eyes of the scarred Gnoll statue, an emerald-colored flame ignited strangely, a little bit of divine brilliance slowly emerged, and the evil aura from the bottomless abyss began to spread outward.

"My lord has awakened from his deep sleep!" The gnoll priest who was crawling on the ground roared excitedly, feeling the magic energy of the long-awaited reunion.

"Ouch!!!"

One after another wolf howls sounded under the statue of the gnoll king, gradually becoming excited, as if welcoming the return of the demon monarch.

"Kill them all!" The Gnoll High Priest held a skull artifact carved with three flails, his vicious and cruel eyes locked on the initiator outside the camp.

Then the galloping figures rushed out through the sea of ​​​​fire.

Their target: Anaxis the sorcerer in Stallman!

As a gnoll priest, he is naturally aware of the special circumstances of this night lord.

The opponent dared to mobilize spell energy to attack their camp so unscrupulously, and it definitely paid a huge price.

Therefore, the gnoll priest who has resumed the magic believes that now is the best time to kill this lord. As long as she is killed, other people in Stallman Town have no threat at all.

At that time, they will once again hold the bloodiest sacrificial ceremony for the King of Gnolls in this small town. While the power of the gods is restored, they will also get more gifts.

As for those compatriots caught in the sea of ​​​​fire...

He didn't even need to care, there were too many gnolls wandering in the entire wilderness, and only food could limit the number of their development. For a high-level gnoll sacrifice, it was too simple to gather a group of gnolls again.

...

In a dense bush outside the gnoll camp.

The dozen or so tiefling players hidden in it took the lead in protruding all kinds of bizarre horns, followed by a pair of pupils that shone with reddish light in the night.

Descendants of demons, they were born with the ability to see in the dark.

Moreover, the fire in the gnoll camp is still spreading, and the whole night has a dark red color, so that the surrounding environment has become dark.

Therefore, the scenery displayed in the eyes of these tiefling players at this time is almost indistinguishable from the daytime.

At this time, a tiefling ranger dressed in dark red leather armor and holding a black composite longbow with six fingers looked at the gnoll camp where the smoke was rising into the sky and the gnolls who escaped from the camp one after another. The demon warrior Ishak beside him said:

"Many gnolls have rushed out of the camp, and Sister Jessica informed us that we can attack."

As soon as the tiefling ranger's voice fell, more than a dozen wary eyes all locked on Ishak's body, waiting for him to nod in agreement.

They are the strongest group of players in the entire Stallman town. Tonight's task is to block the only way to the Great Sword Mark Mountains and slaughter all the jackals that escaped from the sea of ​​fire as much as possible. people.

Now, with eight meteors falling to the ground, the gnoll camp has long been submerged in the raging fire, and many gnolls who survived have begun to escape the fire, facing each mobile experience pack, everyone is beginning to be a little impatient. lonely.

After all, they have been lurking here for a long time, and it is time to prepare for harvest.

Looking at the horrific group of gnolls that were gradually approaching, and noticing that these gnolls were almost unarmed when they fled, Ishak looked relieved.

"The gnolls who can escape from the sea of ​​​​fire must be very strong. After the battle starts, pay attention to safety."

Immediately, he reminded everyone kindly, and without hesitation, he pulled out the two fine gold daggers hanging from his waist, and the broad demon wings slammed and flew out first.

——“Supernatural ability: Balor Flame Demon Bodyguard!”

The humanoid demon Ishak floating in midair spread out his dark red wings, and raging flames burned wildly around him.

This scorching high-temperature flame seemed to be a sign of giving orders, and all the flexible tiefling figures rushed out from the dense bushes.

Ishak, who was wrapped in flames, held the two adamantine daggers in his hands that were reddened by the flames, and floated above the crowd of jackals who were a little confused.

In the dark night, the dazzling flames were burning violently, and the twisted air was filled with the sulphurous breath that impressed the gnolls.

At the moment when these gnolls escaped from the sea of ​​​​fire, Ishak, who was floating in the air, smashed into the crowd like an oversized fireball. The gnoll fell directly to the ground clutching his neck.

"Bang! Bang!"

At the same time, Ishak's demon wings were not idle. In the burning fire, the surging force instantly smashed the two unresponsive gnolls behind him.

As a 10th-level warrior and multi-level 5th-level monk, Ishak did not give up his weapon specialization, and the monk's unarmed strike ability was all strengthened on the two large demon wings behind him.

In addition to having decent defensive capabilities, these two wings, which are as hard as steel, are also powerful in attack.

Just like this, the moment it hit the gnoll's chest, the two gnolls seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and in the wailing of pain, they crossed a perfect parabola and fell to the dust.

At this time, another Asmo player, whose whole body was enveloped in pure white energy full of divine aura, was also unwilling to be lonely. He took the opportunity to spread out a pair of angel wings that had just grown and floated in the night sky, and then solemnly pulled out a silver long handle. The sword pointed directly at a large group of gnolls.

——“Second Ring Divine Art: Eyaela’s radiance burst!”

A sacred light from the upper plane was guided by the silver long sword. The sacred light was as dazzling as the sun, emitting a scorching light in the night, directly shrouding all the gnolls.

This kind of brilliance specially aimed at the evil camp took effect the moment it fell on the gnoll's body, and began to burn every inch of their flesh and blood.

"what!!!"

Immediately, the Gnoll, shrouded in divine brilliance, uttered a painful wailing as his whole body was covered in mist that looked like his flesh was scorched.

At the same time, the dozen or so tiefling players who just rushed out were not idle, and used their best moves to greet these unarmed gnolls.

A **** massacre against the gnolls unfolded here.