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On the aerial team's side, Wang Bian's dragon had already seen clearly that a small group of well-dressed cave dwellers were gathered on a small platform on the side of the opening of the spherical device. They were probably all divine spellcasters.
With the dragon's extraordinary vision, he could clearly see the holy emblem of Lamashtu on some spellcasters.
The priest of the mother of monsters!
They are here indeed!
The old caveman, surrounded by a group of priests, held a scepter in his hand. The scepter had a completely different aura compared to the props in the hands of other cavemen.
On the dragon's back, Nini said loudly: "That scepter emits a strong magical aura! It's as good as your scepter!"
Wang: "The intelligence we have obtained indicates that the chief elder of the cavemen possesses a Lamashtu artifact!"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he had spoken Dragon Language again. Just as he was about to switch to Common Language, the elf replied, "That should be it! I shot a few arrows, but the distance was too far and the power was greatly reduced. I couldn't break through the protective arrows."
Wang: "Then I will attack!"
As he said this, he adjusted his direction and dived towards the group of priests.
He took a deep breath.
However, the priest below completed the spell and shared the protective energy!
The dragon still spewed!
After all, you can bet that the other party doesn't know the Black Dragon and doesn't know how to defend against the strong acid!
But the strong acid hit the barrier and the casters were unharmed.
In a flash, the elf jumped high, drew his bow in the air, and aimed almost vertically at the caveman holding the artifact.
First arrow!
The protective arrow barrier emitted a strong flash of light, but the arrow was still bounced off!
As a result, the second arrow was shot just before the deflected arrow hit the ground.
The elf shot continuously in the air, and by the fourth arrow, the barrier disappeared!
The arrow pierced the caveman's eye, passed through his head, and came out from the back of his head!
At this time, the elf landed gracefully and stood in the middle of the caveman spellcasters who had not yet reacted!
The next moment, another all-black figure dropped from the sky and landed behind his white counterpart.
Marika: "I am definitely not here to save you. Absolutely not."
Then she drew out her dagger and her sword.
The druid turned into a bear and fell from the sky, landing next to the two of them and crushing a caveman priest. It raised its paws high: "Ah/Ah/!"
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Lamashtu's priests immediately began to chant prayers.
Marika: "Lamashtu is an evil god, and his priests can cast all kinds of damaging spells, especially cold damage! I can't distinguish their spells like a mage can, so I'll just interrupt the chanting as much as possible!!"
The priests of good gods have relatively few damaging spells, and the damage attributes are also biased towards the light side, such as fire damage, strong light damage, etc. In addition, the priests of good gods can only replace the prepared spells with healing spells of the corresponding level.
The evil god's priests are different. They cannot replace the prepared spells with healing spells, so they must use spell slots to prepare healing spells. But they can replace all spells with corresponding level of damage spells.
In addition, the evil priest will also give his priest a series of evil spells, such as draining the target's life, freezing the target or even freezing it completely, etc. (*)
With so many evil priests launching attacks with divine magic at the same time, I'm afraid the rangers, wanderers, and druids who suddenly come in will be overwhelmed.
However, this problem soon ceased to be a problem.
The black dragon that had just dived down to attack with its breath came back again. This time, it did not spit, but rushed in directly. Moreover, this dragon was obviously experienced, and when it rushed in, it turned sideways and used its hardest scales to face the priests.
With a loud crash, half of the cave dweller priests flew away, and half of the platform was swept clean by the dragon.
Marika was amazed: "It looks like the nine-pin game that people in Monrovia like to play. When the iron ball flies over, all nine neatly arranged pins fly away."
After the collision, the dragon stood up and swept its huge tail, clearing the other half of the platform.
Xiao Bai turned back into a human and raised his hands in protest, "Where's my part!"
Dragon: "Why are you just standing there? Go and finish them off! They're not dead yet! And they're all priests, they'll be back to health after a little healing!"
"No!" Marika yelled, "They're regenerating without treatment!"
Dragon: "It may be the authority granted by Lamashtu! The priest who blocked us with elite soldiers before could also regenerate, but Nini stabbed it from the eyes and pierced through the head and killed it!"
Not only do gods grant priests domain spells based on their domain of authority, they also give them some unique benefits. This is why all of Kailin's priests are masters of tap dancing. Even short-legged dwarves can perform master-level tap dancing after becoming Kailin's priests.
As soon as the dragon finished speaking, Marika skillfully stabbed through the eye of a priest who was knocked to the ground, and the blade of the dagger pierced the entire brain behind the eyeball.
After pulling out the dagger, the drow observed the wound and reported the result loudly: "The wound did not regenerate! It can definitely kill!"
Before he finished speaking, the forest elf leaped high into the air, its long golden hair forming a half-moon shape in the air, and it fired arrows continuously.
However, although these priests were knocked away by the dragon, the protective arrow spells on their bodies did not disappear, and the elves' attacks all hit the shield formed by the spell.
The Arrow of Protection spell, like most protection spells, can always be broken with sustained attacks, but it is a bit naive to expect to break through the protection with just one well-aimed arrow.
Nini apparently forgot for a moment that the enemy was protected from arrows.
When it landed, the forest elf corrected his behavior and used the arrow as a dagger to stab the unfortunate guy's eye socket.
Then she began to somersault among the caveman priests, efficiently stabbing arrows into their eye sockets as she turned.
The giant dragon squatted on the platform like an oversized hen, staring at the elf's gorgeous "dance" in amazement, watching the two long legs dance like a hot wheel.
As if competing with each other, the drow elves also began to poke the caveman priest's eye sockets, as if the two sides were competing in killing speed.
The elves' movements are quite gorgeous and very enjoyable to watch.
The drow elves are simple and plain, not very ornamental, but they kill quickly.
Xiaobai originally wanted to join in, but after looking at the two of them, he took out a chicken leg to replenish his lost energy.
Seeing her like this, the dragon said, "You stay here to protect them both, and I will go to rescue Elizabeth."
Xiaobai nodded: "Go ahead!"
The dragon turned around, ran two steps, and flew up. As soon as it took off, it took a deep breath, and then brushed the strong acid along the "road" extending from the sphere next to the platform.
Without the divine spellcaster, the mob of cavemen were no match for the dragon, and not a blade of grass grew after the strong acid.
Moreover, the cavemen had lost their leader. Apparently, the old caveman priest with a scepter who was just shot by the elf was their commander - and it was probably the one who arranged the ambush for the mercenaries.
Strangely, even though they had lost their commander, the morale of the cavemen did not collapse. They continued to charge towards the dwarves and Gotrek fearlessly.
The dragon painted the "paint" several times before killing all the cave dwellers that filled the "road" in the center of the hall. There were no dwarven bricks on the entire road, and every inch of the ground was filled with strong acid and the bodies of the cave dwellers that were dissolving.
The funniest thing was that the dwarves and barbarians left the road and stood on the carved ground next to it. The dead cavemen and monsters seemed to have never thought that they could leave the "road" from the beginning, even though there was no obstacle at all.
Flint was shocked. "If the dwarves who cooperated with the lich finally created a device that could only replicate this kind of stupidity, I understand why they perished."
At this time, a giant dragon flew over them, and the dragon's voice floated from the sky: "Meet up with everyone, hurry up."
Elizabeth barely understood the dragon language, and said, "I... I'm not sure what the whole sentence means, but I think it's asking us to quickly meet up with the people ahead."
"Hurry up! Barbarian, run!" the dwarf said and started running.
Gotrek scooped him up and carried him on his shoulders, and the barbarian ran away with both of them.
When the dragon returned to the platform, the massacre of the black and white elves was over.
Some priests were stabbed to death just as they could get up and say a few syllables of their prayer.
As for the caveman warriors who were originally protecting them, these people did not have the regenerative ability given by Lamashtu. Those who were killed or injured by the dragon had no ability to stand up again.
Marika brought back a living caveman priest and threw him in front of the dragon: "You can interrogate it, using the same skill of tongues you used before."
Dragon: "I didn't prepare that spell today."
Marika: "Then I kill this prisoner?"
At this time, the forest elf also came back. She was a little surprised to see that the drow actually brought back prisoners. After all, she had killed all the cavemen she could.
The forest elves only picked up the artifact scepter.
Just as the dragon was about to answer Marika's words, the captive suddenly spoke: "I can speak your common language. It seems that the great cause of the prosperity of my caveman tribe must end here."
The dragon was surprised and said, "It's amazing that cave dwellers can learn the common language."
Prisoner: "Do you think that we are just a group of evil creatures living underground without even a sound intelligence? I admit that most of the time ordinary cave dwellers do not have much intelligence, but once in a while, there will be a cave dweller that can survive for a long time, and it will become our wise man."
The dragon pointed to the scepter in the elf's finger: "The one holding that thing is what you call a wise man?"
Marika teased, "His standard for being a wise man should be among cave dwellers."
The dragon: "They did plot against us. Although we were able to take advantage of them in the end, they did plot against us after all."
At this time, Gotrik carried the dwarf and the princess onto the platform.
The barbarian put down the dwarf with one hand and the princess with the other.
Elizabeth: "So the battle is over? This caveman... is interrogating it?"
The caveman turned to the princess and said disdainfully, "The human female voice is so ugly!"
The dragon was delighted: "That's a great point! Can you tell me in detail what your criteria are for judging whether a voice is pleasant or not? You know, Elizabeth's voice sounds very pleasant to us."
Different races have different definitions of beauty. Lizardmen mainly focus on the color of scales, while orcs believe that the greener the skin and the longer the fangs, the more beautiful.
Apparently the dragon - actually the king who turned into a dragon - had a very strong interest in recording the aesthetic tastes of the cavemen.
Elizabeth coughed.
The dragon immediately became serious: "Forget what we just said, let's get back to your wise man. Where did he find this artifact?"
Prisoner: "The artifact is in the Fetal Movement Hall, inserted in a special pedestal. I was there when the artifact was pulled out. I heard a cold voice at that time, a language I had never heard before."
Dragon: "Cavemen are very sensitive to sounds. Try imitating them."
The prisoner immediately began to imitate.
Flint smoked his pipe seriously. When the caveman finished speaking, he said confidently, "This is ancient dwarven language. It means 'The replication system can be activated at any time. Please insert the master copy.'"
Dragon: "Mother? This expression is similar to the word mentioned by some professors from technologically advanced planes in my teacher's magic tower."
After saying that, the dragon thought for a few seconds, then turned to ask the captive: "The Fetal Movement Hall is... that spherical thing?"