Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 494 Negotiations with the Derivatives
Noshir shook his head quickly, throwing off some large chunks of tissue and flesh from his body, then looked at the vampire derivatives huddled together nearby.

Just one glance made their bodies tremble violently again, and this performance undoubtedly made Noshier very satisfied. He knew that his goal had been achieved, and the next thing to do was only...

"You made the right choice, that's good."

Noshil picked up the huge axe beside him and put it into the space equipment, then picked up the half-dead Cazador, and then walked slowly to Asdalen and the others step by step, and spoke slowly from a superior position.

As early as after he successfully obtained the power of the Path of Giants, his height experienced a rapid increase. When he maintained his normal state, he was about 11 meters tall. When he was in a violent state, his height reached a staggering feet, which was truly extraordinary.

"But you should know why I came here."

Noshier's words were calm, but looking at his body covered in plasma, his tall physique, and his intimidating figure, this calm voice instead brought even greater oppression, so much so that the derivatives could hardly hide their panic in their hearts, and they almost lost their footing. Only then did they realize that only when they faced Noshier head-on could they truly and intuitively feel the pressure that Cazador had previously suffered.

The pressure made it impossible for them to speak or breathe. The eloquent words they had learned to lure their prey were completely useless at this moment. The only thing that came out of them was the cold sweat that almost soaked their bodies.

But perhaps because they had lived in a high-pressure and terrifying environment for a long time, they had developed a very strong resistance to fear, oppression, and a series of other negative emotions, so that most of the derivatives present quickly recovered the most basic thinking consciousness.

Although fear still lingered in his heart, it did not hinder the subsequent communication. At least Noshir felt that the overall performance of these derivatives was much better than that idiot Cazador.

Faced with Noshir's questioning, the derivatives just looked at each other in confusion at first. In fact, until now, many derivatives did not know why they attracted Noshir, nor did they understand why this happened.

In their eyes, today was just another uneventful day in their dark, desperate and endless life. Then, when none of them were prepared, Noshir suddenly appeared from the sky and beat their slave master Cazador half to death, leaving him with only one breath left.

Only Asdalen and Petras had some vague guesses in their hearts, but they did not dare to confirm. Cazador's transformation of them was very successful. No matter what their identities and races were before they became vampire derivatives, during the hundreds of years of becoming derivatives, their thoughts, consciousness and even instincts had been completely transformed into a standard dark species that could not be more standard.

They simply didn't believe that the heroes that people talked about really existed. At least they didn't think that there would really be someone who would go alone into the lair of a vampire lord and turn it upside down just for a few children, especially Ghur children.

But apart from those children, Asdalen really couldn't think of what else in this damn place was worth a person like Noshir coming to. The fact that they had just captured the children last night seemed to be the only explanation...

Asdeln didn't understand. Even though only a few hours had passed, he had already instinctively forgotten about those little guys, the victims who had entered the demon's nest through his hands. Asdeln would never let the memories related to them linger in his mind for any longer.

In the days when he just became a derivative, forcing himself to forget the victims who were killed because of him was a way for Asdalen to protect himself and prevent himself from being overwhelmed by guilt. But that was a long time ago. For Asdalen now, forgetting the prey he had handled has become an instinct. Under Kazador's desperate reign of terror, no matter what beliefs and identities he had held on to, those things have been completely destroyed by Kazador.

So Asdalen simply couldn't understand Noshir's behavior, or perhaps everything he had suffered in the past was forcing him to not associate it in this direction. But as time passed, when all the other derivatives chose to remain silent, Asdalen still resolutely took this gamble.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you for what you have done!"

"Cazador... this monster finally got the retribution he deserved!"

"As for the reason why you came here, can I make a bold guess? Are you here because of the children who were just kidnapped by Kazadon's lackeys? Sir, if so, then I can take you now..."

Noshir instantly turned all his attention to Asdeln, and this gaze even made Asdeln's heart stop for a moment.

"…Let's go check that place out, gu."

Astelan's Adam's apple bulged violently, not only because of nervousness, but also because of fear, because after he said that, the giant in front of him came directly closer, and the distance between them was now as short as 50 centimeters.

At such a short distance, Asdalen had no doubt that Noshir could crush him to death with just a stretch of his hand. This feeling of having no control over his life and death made him feel extremely uneasy.

Just when Astelan thought his life was about to end, something unexpected happened.

Noshier did not choose to move closer, but instead, from such a long distance, he twitched his nose slightly, then straightened his body and leaned forward and continued to speak.

"Yes, I did come here because of those children. Those Gur hunters asked my companions to do this, but I was bored recently, so I just took over the task."

As he spoke, Noshir twitched his nose again and sniffed the remaining smell in the air.

"The bloody smell in this space is too strong, which has disturbed my sense of smell a little, but I can still smell the scent of those children. You and the person next to you both have the scent of one of the many children you kidnapped."

(End of this chapter)