Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 89 The Suppressed Beast
When the howling of the beast sounded, Herme subconsciously felt terrible.

On Herme's chest, the badge of Cliff that was emitting heat was even more indicative of this point. There was an extraordinary existence exerting its power on it.

And at the gap in the city wall of Edsberg, the dwarves are indeed facing big trouble, facing the sudden surge of wild beasts.

"Come closer! Keep in formation! If you can't face such a monster alone, you are dying, you brats, move closer! Where are the spears? We need more spears!"

After pulling a brash young dwarf back into battle, Yarpen, the leader of the Volunteer Army, slammed his ax into the belly of the roaring monster in front of him.

Although these monsters are rough and thick, they still can't bear the ax that the experienced old monster hunter Yarpan gave to their stomachs.

As a veteran monster hunter, Yarpan's strength in his hands was terrifying. He had cut open the stomachs of countless monsters.

Then a pile of black disgusting things flowed out of it, and then a strong smell spread over the surface.

The stench was tangy.

This was Yarpan's first reaction, he wanted to vomit subconsciously.

But how could it be possible to vomit in the battle, so he forced the contents of his stomach back.

That's right, if he'd just bent over to vomit, the monster he'd disemboweled would have snapped his head off with a paw instead of being dodged by him.

Even with such a serious injury, the monster can continue to fight howling, which shows how powerful its vitality is.

It's just that in the next moment, a few heavy spears stabbed the goat's head of the monster, and the monster finally lay down.

What is fighting the dwarves is a group of tall monsters that are half-human and half-beast.

Most of these guys have various animal features, most of which are cattle and sheep, but there are still beasts such as bears and wild boars.

The shapes of these monsters are extremely terrifying, as if humans and beasts have been blended together abruptly, but they are only half blended, and they are stuck at that stage abruptly.

The distortion of that form can be imagined.

There was still a red light shining in their eyes, and that red light was full of the will to kill, and it was quite frightening to look at.

The first reaction of many dwarves when they saw this thing was to want to vomit. The impact from a distance was already scary enough, and this thing rushed forward to fight them.

What's more terrible is that they are so powerful that they can easily overturn a heavily armored dwarf, and then continue to fight and kill vigorously as if they hadn't done anything.

The vitality of these monsters is extremely tenacious, even if their hearts are stabbed, they will continue to fight.

When the dwarves pushed into the broken city in a phalanx, they planned to have a good fight with the Nilfgaardians, but they found a bunch of such things rushing out, and the man in black didn't see any of them.

This frightened them at first. These monsters were terrifying in appearance. As soon as they came up, many of their comrades were beaten away, forcing the dwarves to retreat, leaving behind many corpses.

But the dwarves just retreated, not retreated. These mountain sons fought and retreated, and while retreating, they re-stabilized their formation, showing a strong combat effectiveness.

And this is because, on the high mountain of Mahakam, the dwarves conduct a "big cleaning" every year, and the soldiers and militiamen of the entire dwarf kingdom will all be dispatched to wipe out the monsters that emerge after the snow melts.

For the dwarves who carry out such large-scale operations against monsters every year, it is really not difficult to fight against these mutants now. No matter how difficult it is to fight, it is as difficult to fight as the demons and ghosts in the Mahakam Mountains.

In the battle of Mahakam, it was common for the dwarves to face the overwhelming flood of evil spirits, corpse-eating creatures, and insect-like creatures.

And when the dwarves finished regrouping and found out the situation of the monsters in front of them, it was time to counterattack.

"Yes, brothers, that's it! Sons of the mountain, push these monsters back! It's like we are on the mountain. To be honest, these guys are just scary based on the situation, and they may not be as difficult to deal with as those on the mountain! "

"what!"

The dwarves shouted in unison, and then the dwarven spearman, under the cover of the dwarven shieldman who raised the square shield in front of him, stabbed the monsters' heads and hearts with his heavy spear.

Facing the dwarves' tight front like hedgehogs, even powerful monsters will subconsciously feel helpless.

Although their will has been almost wiped out by Svalblo, and the will of the beast controls everything, but the beast will hesitate when facing the dense forest of spears, and subconsciously want to find a safer attack direction.

And it was this moment of hesitation that decided the outcome of the battle.

In this way, the dwarf's spears pierced into the monster's vital parts multiple times. Even a powerful monster could only fall down under such an attack.

If there are monsters who are not afraid of spears and rush forward decisively, there are also axemen, flailers, and halberdmen in the dwarf phalanx. They are all veterans in battle.

Waving the weapons in their hands, they can completely disembowel monsters.

"That's it, brothers, push forward! Send these disgusting monsters to die! Send these sons of bitches to their deaths, and show humans the power of Mahakam!"

While talking, Yarpan aimed at a minotaur between the legs, which made him feel an inexplicable joy.

Before the minotaur could fight back, it next thrust two heavy spears through its throat.

The monster let out a series of inexplicable cries, and then fell down in pain. This powerful monster just died.

And the dwarves didn't have any touch or celebration because of the monster's fall. They just stepped over this terrifying body and continued to fight the monster behind, just like killing an ordinary enemy.

But then the dwarf heard a crackling, and it was Herme's Musketeers firing.

Seeing that the width of the frontline battle was limited, Herme sent this team up.

Anyway, dwarves are so short, this is a suitable battlefield for muskets to play - but such words can't be said in front of dwarves.

Under these lead bullets, the monsters suffered even more heavy losses. They had to pay attention to the enemy's shooting and had to face the dwarves' soldiers. Naturally, the dwarves advanced more smoothly.

It has to be said that the scene in front of them was something that no one had thought of.

Neither Hemei nor Adal, nor the Svalblo believers who created all this, did not expect that the monster would be pushed back steadily instead.

"Master Abelard, what is going on here?"

After the smooth situation on the front line, Hemei can finally shift his attention from the battle to other places.

So he looked at the current magic advisor to the Lord Protector's government, Abelard of Haji.

"I have already determined that it is the power of Svalblo, Lord Protector. I have read the record of the scene before me in the book, 'In the dark, a man becomes a beast, and a beast becomes a man, and the beast becomes a man. More people and beasts mixed together, and they formed an extremely terrifying army, and the whole Skellige was slaughtered by them, until the six families united to fight to the death, and the madness was ended'—— This is from "Skellige Civil War and the Cult of Svalblo". But it was hundreds of years ago, and I didn't expect to see this scene now."

The bald-headed Abelard lived up to his status as a scholar, and just saw the scene in front of him, so he quoted the original text of the book.

And there was not much fear in his eyes, but more curiosity, curiosity about how such a scene that only existed hundreds of years ago could have happened.

As for why there is no fear, it is because as a warlock, he has seen many such..."species hybrid" scenes, and even experimented with them himself-hybridization and mixing experiments, that is, creating new creatures has always been magic The field of science, resulting in countless papers.

"Svalblo? I remember the assassination of me before, and this evil power was also involved. Why did it help the Nilfgaardians? Is it possible that Svalblo and Nilfgaard are allied?"

When mentioning this evil god, Herme immediately thought of the assassination, the assassination of the master Cliff who showed great power.

After reading the investigation documents after the incident and the account of the bear master, of course Herme knew that it was Svalblo's power that created the giant bear.

"Regarding this point, I have a guess. During the research of the Warlock Brotherhood on the evil god, we found that the evil god would make people use its power by cutting off part of its power and injecting it into certain vessels. If these If the dependence of power is destroyed, then the evil god will permanently lose these powers, and it is because of the permanent loss of power that Svalblo did what he did today."

Abelard thought for a while, and then came to this conclusion.

And Homer remembered how Cliff had destroyed Svalblo's power.

Well, if you look at it this way, this god has his eyes on him and plans to do something.

However, Herme wasn't very afraid of this. He was a god, and there was someone standing behind him, and he was much stronger than that guy Svalblo.

After experiencing Cliff's apparitions twice, Herme could sort out some habits of the god behind him.

That is, when monsters and evil gods are involved, the god's reaction will be very violent and he will end himself, so there is really no need to be afraid of Svalblo in front of him.

What's more, as far as the things revealed in front of its eyes can be solved with swords and gunpowder, there is no need to trouble the gods.

And if that evil god continues to raise bets shamelessly, then there is no need to worry.

If it dares to do this, Herme just throws out the amulet, and then Cliff will show his might and clean up this idiot again.

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"Start our plan ahead of time! The Great God is very dissatisfied!"

In Edelsberg’s former civic square, a strong warrior with a bare upper body said that there were several decorative human skulls on his belt, and the people around him were similarly dressed.

And under their feet, there were a large number of corpses. The Nilfgaardians almost handed over all the slaves in the city to them, and they conducted a blood sacrifice. It was through this blood sacrifice that they created those monsters .

It's a pity that those monsters didn't perform well on the battlefield.

And in the sky, a lot of black power has been unknowingly gathered, which is the embodiment of Svalblo's power.

But only Svalblo followers can see this.

Now that the power is flashing now, there is no doubt that Svalblo is very dissatisfied.

"But the magic circle has not been completed, and all the city gates have not been blocked. If we start now, we may not be able to achieve the desired effect."

Another soldier said that he had no scruples at all about the Nilfgaardian interpreter whose face changed greatly after hearing these words, and he didn't even care about the translator telling the Nilfgaardian what he heard.

"If you can't reach it, you can't reach it. Now we can't delay any longer. If the magic circle that has been tossing around for so long is not activated now, there will be no chance. It doesn't matter if some southerners run away. Let's start our final plan and let the city Brothers, act now!"

The first soldier who spoke said, and then he looked at the Nilfgaardians who rushed forward with disdain.

In his view, these are just dead people waiting to be slaughtered.

"Get rid of these Southerners who are in the way first!"

With his words, the warrior turned into a giant bear, and so did those around him, and they fell on the nearby Nilfgaardian soldiers.

Next, it was a bloodbath.

It's just that when they carried out the next action, they discovered that the Nilfgaardian, whom they looked down upon, had prepared very well.

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"Master Adal, just as you expected, those cultists betrayed us, and they are still attacking various city gates, seemingly wanting to control the city gates."

Regarding this news, Adal was very calm.

But to be precise, his calmness is because his attention is on other things.

In his hand was a letter, and next to the letter, there was a vial containing a black liquid.

Whenever he noticed this vial, an unconcealable panic would appear on his face.

"So what was the result?"

Adal looked very absent-minded.

"It is guarded. According to your order, the guards at each city gate have been tripled, and most of the troops have been dispatched to station at the city gate. With so many troops, it is impossible for those monsters to take down the city gate."

"Then let's all go, let them go out and surrender to the northerners, at least one life can be saved."

Pain flashed in Adal's eyes, as well as reluctance to order the army to surrender to the northerners.

However, now he only has this choice.

After seeing that the Svalblo believers really made a big move, Adal's coping strategy was to surrender to the Adian people outside the city when they were about to betray the whole thing.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let the people who deceive him get what they want, and he will disgust them no matter what.

And this can also disgust another person, that is, Emhyr of the City of Golden Towers, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In fact, disgusting Emhyr can also say that the main reason for his order to surrender is that Emhyr has done something, so he made this decision.

The attendant took the order, and just as he was going to carry out A'dal's order, he found that Duke A'dal hadn't moved, just continued to sit there.

"Sir, are you?"

"I can't go."

A'dal said desperately, at this moment, he couldn't hide his emotions completely.

"Emhyr ordered me to kill myself in order to maintain the dignity of the empire, otherwise my family will be completely liquidated, so you go and let the public know that I died of illness."

There is a reason for his despair, because since Emhyr sent such a letter, it means that the empire has reached a consensus on this, and his allies have also abandoned him.

Although Adal was somewhat prepared for such a situation in his heart, he never expected that Emhyr would settle his family and allies so quickly, and wrote him such a letter with the seal of the Imperial Senate on it .

The thing that the Imperial Senate has reached a consensus on is that there is absolutely no possibility of a reversal.

Subconsciously, the attendant looked at the letter and the small bottle containing the black liquid, and he immediately realized what it was for.

The attendant didn't say much. As A'dal's subordinate, he had seen many such scenes during the political struggle in the City of Golden Towers.

It's just that A'dal was the one who facilitated and supervised this kind of thing at that time, not the one who encountered this kind of thing now.

"Then, goodbye, Master Adal."

After saying this, the attendant withdrew. He thought about removing a few decorations from this palace before leaving. A'dal had bought a lot of good things, and he could still make a fortune by bringing them home.

With the attendants leaving, there is only A'dal here, and he doesn't need to disguise anymore—although his disguise is already very poor, it is still difficult for a person who wears a mask all year round to suddenly take off too many human masks. too difficult.

Fear and panic appeared in his eyes without restraint. A'dal was very afraid of death, but now the only option he could choose was death. For his family, he had to die.

He was shaking all over when he picked up the black bottle.

In the end, I was still heartbroken and drank the contents in one gulp.

Adal Aip Dasi, Commander-in-Chief of Army Group Eastern, thus died.

And after his death, the whole palace was in chaos, and the attendant had passed on the news that he "died due to illness".

Now the soldiers and servants are busy taking away some of the valuables here before leaving, and some people even fought for the good things. The once majestic palace is now full of blood.

Among such chaotic images, a Nilfgaardian soldier stands out.

He has a bald head and always has a smile on his face. Looking at those belongings is like looking at dead objects, like enjoying a play.

Passing through the chaotic corridor, he came to Adal's room and looked at the Duke who fell there. The bald soldier bowed exaggeratedly, but his face was full of joy at seeing a good show.

This is of course a good show, the end of the careerist, no matter how many people he has seen this kind of play, he still feels that it is still unfinished.

Next, he turned around and left the place, and then disappeared behind the door, thinking that he had never appeared before.

I don't know when, the flames of the palace burned...

(End of this chapter)