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Chapter 164 Vilamaya

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    The first time I stood under the Balatar Fortress and saw the twisted golden-red eyes at the top of the fortress wrapped in flame-like mist, looking down at the earth indifferently, anyone would feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

    The deep golden pupils are the dark darkness that will sink at a glance, and there is a power that makes the soul trembling.

    Elminster carefully avoided its gaze. He was dressed like an ordinary down-and-out mage, limping through the streets and alleys of Waterdeep City, and from time to time he had to avoid those wrapped in ferocious armor.  The drow patrol inside.  He didn't even dare to use those handy magic tricks, lest he be spotted by the Eye of Morgoth in the sky.

    This Arcane Eye, which hangs high on the top of the tower of Baator Fortress, rules the entire Magic Network of Waterdeep City.  Elminster could feel the heat pulsating in the silver fire, the wrath of Mystra.  This eye of darkness is the projection on the ground of the left eye sent up to the starry sky by Morgoth. Within its sight, nothing can be hidden.

    It is the Eye of the Magic Network. Like a virus, it has usurped the power of a part of the Magic Network, desecrating Mystra's throne to some extent. The last person to do this concocted the famous "Kasas Divine Art"  , directly leading to Mystra's sinking and death.  The Eye of the Demonic Network is like a cancer, parasitic in Mystra's body

    The power of the Mystery with the Demonic Eye as its core prevents Elminster from exposing any traces. No matter it is Halaster Blackrobe or the corrupted Kelben Blackstaff, they don't mind using him to challenge them.  the owner's pleasure.  In the Mystery Lock, even an intact Elminster has no chance of winning, not to mention that he is now seriously injured.

    The streets are full of dark evil things. A mixed army of orcs and ogres wearing heavy armor are stationed outside the city, while drow, undead and members of the Bloody Hand Gang are in the city.

    Morgoth's lackeys are cruel and cunning. Under the harsh rule of the Dark Lord, they almost numbly follow the order established by him. Under this rule of 'iron law', Waterdeep is surprisingly peaceful.  He rules this city with tolerance, it is better to say that He does not care.

    The dark lord put forward "serious and lively" weird requirements to his men, which forced these bloody and cruel monsters to perform all kinds of funny behaviors. While they were brutally cleaning the city, they were as funny and ridiculous as clowns.  .

    A drow who is scantily clad and whose uniform is no more than three yards of fabric.

    Plant the dead spirit of flowers in the skull.

    ?Always elegant, smiling, and well-dressed members of the Blood Hand.

    This city has an extremely weird supernatural beauty and atmosphere, a feeling that even Elminster can't describe: first of all, beauty, aesthetics everywhere, the dark lord turned this place into a city that practices his aesthetics,  The dark, quiet art floating on the stars and the sea seems to be poetry frozen in time and flowing in the world.

    The tireless spirits of the dead are transforming this city, making it more and more distant from the world, decorating it with blood, flowers, cruelty, darkness, chants and poetry, and praising it with the beauty of life.  The city of eternal night!

    Walking in this city, Elminster felt quiet and ethereal deep in his heart. Even his thoughts were stretched for a certain distance, and his thoughts were frozen here.  He could feel the poetry written on it by the Lord of Darkness, a hymn to darkness.

    Elminster was not fooled by the appearance. He was sincerely troubled and vigilant about all this weirdness. The Lord of Darkness was definitely different from those abyss demons and evils. He was more hidden and deceptive. The Lord of Darkness had the aura of kindness and order.  Maybe it really isn't a joke.

    Bypassing the square where the banshee sang, and carefully avoiding the undead people tending flowers and plants on the roadside, Elminster turned into the Dragon and Beauty Tavern on the roadside. This is a relatively safe Harper stronghold, allowing the Dark Lord to be proud of himself.  Fortunately, this place has not been liquidated or attacked.

    "The pub is closed! Guests, please come back another day!" Just as he pushed open the heavy oak door of the pub, the bartender's hoarse voice came from the counter.

    "It's such a cold weather, let me have a warm drink before we go!" Elminster rubbed his hands and stepped into the door of the tavern. The flames in the fireplace inside were burning brightly, and the scent of burning oak brought a warm feeling.  The breath made him feel comfortable mentally.  Several travelers, shrouded in cloaks and robes, were sitting around the fireplace, looking back at him.

    "The weather is so cold! The streets are full of bone sticks without body temperature, oh! There are also cold banshees, this winter is colder than usual" Just as Elminster was chattering like an ordinary drinker  Before he was done, a long sword still covered with frost was placed on his shoulder, "Who are you? No one has seen you here!"

    &nbsp"That's not necessarily true" Elminster laughed and took off the hood on his head, "Lyla, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Have you forgotten your old friend too?" He quickly hung the coat on the rack.  , and locked the door of the tavern with his backhand.

    But the cold blade made him stop and embrace him warmly. Lyla even pulled out the blade this time, "What good news did you bring us? My husband's betrayal? Or the warm welcome to us from Waterdeep?"  "She handed the sword forward and pushed Elminster against the wall. "You have to give me an explanation about Kelben, and you have to give an explanation to the goddess!"

    "I will! Madam Supreme." Elminster had to raise his hands, "As you said, we suffered a tragic defeat when we fought against the darkness. The city guards and city sentries were the first to betray  We, and then the major guilds, a large part of them chose to wait and see, we and the major temples rose up to resist, but darkness filled us like a tide."

    "But this has nothing to do with Kelben's betrayal!" Laila said angrily.

    "Kelben holds the ring of the Dark Lord in his hand, a red copper ring that is one of the nineteen rings that represent his power in evil and darkness. It has the power to confuse people's hearts. No one can bear this temptation, because this is the universe.  Part of the essence, the stronger you are, the more you will be tempted, until your soul sinks in, Kelben is captured by this power!"

    "When he tried to use this power to get rid of the pollution of the dark essence of the plane brought to him by the Dark Lord, he sank!"

    Laila looked at him calmly, and finally took off the blade from Elminster's shoulder, "I hope you can help him. The power of the goddess is seriously rejected here, and we need your wisdom. The power of the Dark Lord  It becomes more powerful day by day, and as long as the Eye of Morgoth exists in the sky, countless monsters are inspired and become prisoners of his power."

    Elminster looked around and saw only two people hiding their bodies under black robes sitting on both sides of the fireplace. One was a tall mysterious mage holding a staff, and the other was a slim lady.

    "The Lord of Darkness is always keeping an eye on this place. You are not willing to take the risk of being exposed. What is your purpose?"

    "For the light!"

    The mysterious mage spoke up. He stood up from his chair. His too tall height made it difficult to stretch out in the room. He awkwardly walked to Elminster, "For the hope of fighting against the dark lord Melkor!"

    When he got closer to Elminster, Elminster opened his eyes in shock, because he saw the same face as Chen Ang, but this 'Chen Ang' was more sacred and his face was more handsome.  There was a suffocating tension all over his body.  Even in the dim cabin, there is a holy light.

    "Don't be surprised. This is the white-robed wizard Saruman, an ally promised by the gods against Melkor!" Laila quickly stopped Elminster from overreacting and introduced him to Elminster.

    Chen Ang nodded calmly. His current identity belongs to the light and kind part. Although the one wearing the Supreme Lord of the Rings is also the Lord of Darkness, that is only an identity formed by part of his power attached to the Lord of the Rings.  "Hello, Great Sage of Shadow Valley." Chen Ang nodded, and the hood slipped off his head, revealing his full face.

    "Hello, respected elf wizard!" Elminster's eyes were unclear. He looked at Chen Ang and another man in black robes, and his eyes were undoubtedly focused on Chen Ang's slightly pointed ears.  , the divine essence that represents kindness and light, as well as the blessings of nature and the world, surround Chen Ang like a hymn of nature.

    Compared with this common elf in Elminster, Chen Ang and another female elf are so handsome that they seem to be different from the human world. They have elegant temperament, ethereal, and possess the divine essence of immortality. Each of them is a demigod.  .

    "We are all Ainur born of the Silmaril. The world is made up of light and darkness. Because of this, when Morgoth was born, we were blessed by the world and were born together with the Silmaril of Light.  Goth belongs to the great divinity of the Force." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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