Hoswald is the entrance connecting the material world and the abyss of hell, the closest place between the two worlds.

Attracted by the power of death from the abyss of Hell, a large number of vrykul undead gathered here, and most of them obeyed Hela's orders.

However, compared to Helagal, whom Hela valued the most, the strength of these unselected souls was average. After the three of Sarlayan, Valeera, and Stellagosa broke into the enemy's line, they were like chopping melons and vegetables.

Against these disembodied souls, purely physical attacks are hardly effective.

Stellagosa can inflict damage to souls with powerful arcane magic, and she also enchanted Valeera's dragontooth dagger by the way.

It was the first time for Sharlayan to use the newly acquired talent "Multiple Universes" in actual combat, and a dark gray arrogance emerged from Valarjar's battle sword.

All the souls hit by Sharlayan will be sucked into the blade with howls, and will be transformed into pure death energy after erasing their consciousness.

Due to the inevitable loss during the transformation process, the death energy flowing into Sharlayan's body can only be regarded as a mosquito's leg.

But no matter how small it is, it is still meat. As long as you continue to collect it persistently, you can always gather more.

Sharlayan, who can gain benefits, is on the rise. These Vrykul souls seem to have sensed something is wrong, and consciously stay away from him, preferring to go to the next door to accept Stellagosa's arcane bombing and Valeera's soul cutting operation .

These miscellaneous soldiers could not pose any threat to the three of Sarlayan, but only delayed the advance a little.

After clearing the way to the altar, Sharlayan motioned for the rune mages to enter.

Just as these rune mages who had already prepared began to cast spells on the altar, Sharlayan, who was still on guard, suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere.

Looking up suddenly, Sharlayan found a large number of Vrykul with weapons around the cliff with a huge drop above the altar.

Valeera also noticed these Vrykuls of unknown origin, frowning and asked Breta beside her, "Queen Breta, who are these people?"

Bretta's face was a little gloomy: "Those of my unfilial son's subordinates, why are they here?"

Stellagosa's hands gleamed with arcane light, ready to throw out the prepared spells at any time.

"Could it be... Hella?"

"Damn it!"

Breta slammed her fist on the stone pillar beside her, her face full of anger.

"That short-sighted idiot actually violated the ancestral precepts of the Tide Scorn clan and turned to Hela, God of Death!"

The social style of the Vrykul is relatively primitive, and it is still far from the word civilization.

In this social context, vrykul have always respected the strong.

As long as you can defeat all opponents to the end, even if it is just a beast that kills brothers and fathers, most vrykul will finally admit it with a pinch of their noses.

After all, history is written by the victors.

[Li Shimin: People are dead, don't cue. 】

[One thing to say, that Heavenly Khan just killed his brothers and brothers, he didn't kill his father, at most he just forced his father to abdicate. 】

Bretta's four sons were ambitious since they were young, and when they grew up, they joined forces to kill their father in an attempt to ascend to the throne of the clan king.

But there is only one throne, and four people cannot be crowded.

So logically, the four wolf-hearted brothers started fighting each other.

To this day, the four brothers have their own victories and losses, and none of them has an absolute upper hand.

Continuing this stalemate is just a waste of time, the impatient person finally couldn't hold back, and wanted to use external force to break the balance.

In the eyes of Sharlayan and other foreigners, the tall and burly Vrykuls all looked similar, and they all had ugly faces anyway.

However, Queen Bretta recognized at a glance that the leader standing at the front of the crowd and boosting morale was none other than Vodgar, the eldest of the four brothers.

Under Vodgar's shout, the vrykul on the edge of the cliff raised their harpoons one after another, stretched their bodies in a downward throwing posture.

"Tsk! This distance... is a bit troublesome."

Sharlayan's long-range attack ability is very weak, and Valeera is not much better.

Stellagosa was able to fight from a distance, but the farther the distance was, the less accurate her spells would be. She couldn't guarantee that she would be able to defeat these vrykul from the bottom up.

"It would be nice if... Vereesa was here."

Valeera: "...Did you mean to say tool man?"

It was too late to close the distance now, Stellagosa had no choice but to give up the initiative to attack, and set up a small-scale defensive barrier instead.

"Ding! Ding!"

The harpoons thrown by these vrykul hit the outside of the barrier with a crisp sound.

A single harpoon cannot cause too much damage to the barrier, but it cannot stand up to their large number and continuous harassment.

The progress of the rune mage who can't concentrate is obviously slowed down, and the longer the delay, the greater the variables.

"Damn! Never mind!"

Sharlayan originally planned to hide his identity under Hela's attention, but now he can't care so much.

"Stella, don't hold back, let's kill!"

"okay!"

The two jumped into the air, one on the left and the other on the right. In this deserted ancient city full of eerie atmosphere, they transformed into young dragons and climbed up the cliff.

"hold head high!"

As the two speeded up and circled after they lifted off, the blue and red dragon's breath sprayed into the enemy group crosswise.

The unexpected situation made Vodgar and his vrykul people panic. Those harpoon throwers adjusted their posture in a panic and turned their targets to the air.

With the defensive power of the young dragon's scales, if it is hit by a harpoon thrown by those vrykuls who are born with strange strength, there is a high probability that it will be unable to defend against it.

Sarlayan and Stellagosa didn't foolishly maintain the dragon form with too big a goal. After crossing the height difference of the cliff, Sarlayan took the lead in turning back into a human form, stepping on the air and smashing heavily into the Vrykul formation. middle.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared, and the ferocious sound wave attack spread out from Sharlayan as the center.

The eardrums of the Vrykul who were closer were torn apart by the sound waves, and blood flowed down their ear canals. They covered their ears in pain and fell to the ground.

Stellagosa launched a large-scale arcane blast when it landed, knocking hundreds of Vrykul around him into the air at once.

The Vrykul brought by Vodgar numbered in the thousands, and because the surprise attack failed, they failed to cause substantial damage to the rune mages.

With so many people, it would take a lot of time to stand still and let Sarlayan and the others kill them.

Just when Vodgar was hesitating whether to continue fighting with a gloomy face, there was a sudden commotion from behind them.

While Sharlayan and Stellagosa drew attention, another vrykul force with a slightly different banner attacked Vodgar's army from the rear.

Seeing this scene, Breta's face was a bit complicated: "Skovald... this kid is still so insidious."

Whatever the purpose of the comer, he did contain Vodgar's men.

Sharlayan had no time to pay attention to the infighting among the Tideskirt vrykul. His task was to protect the rune mages who were casting spells.

The rune spells of the Vrykul are quite unique. They use the depiction of runes instead of chanting incantations. As long as they are drawn fast enough and proficient, they can theoretically reach or even exceed the speed of wizards without spells.

Sharlayan had asked Stellagosa for advice, and the incantations and spell-casting gestures were all to help mages quickly build spell models.

The clearer the understanding of the essence of spells, the shorter the gestures and incantations required, and finally even cast spells without spells.

But in fact, casting spells without spells is not a single thought that can release spells. Mages just silently pass the process of chanting spells in their hearts, and only use gestures to guide spells. There is still a process of spell construction, but it is relatively short.

The rune spells of the Vrykul are passed down from the guardians of the titans, and the spells are not weak~lightnovelpub.net~ Skilled rune mages can cast spells faster than mages who cast spells.

More than a dozen rune mages drew a dark purple mysterious rune in front of them at the same time, pouring their magic power into it continuously.

The central point where these runes converge is a bluestone staircase that extends downwards, and a gray portal is gradually torn open in the center of the staircase.

Witnessing the portal from taking shape to being stable, Sharlayan withdrew his attention from the infighting vrykul.

"Stella, door!"

"it is good!"

Stellagosa, who had been prepared for a long time, waved and opened the directional portal with a height of one person, and the lively and active little dwarf Chromie was the first to jump out from behind the door.

"Oh! Is this the door to the abyss of Hell?"

Chromie looked at the gray portal with great interest, and looked back at the other companions who were walking out, with a sly look of eagerness on his face.

"Let's go! I'll take the lead!"