Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 563 Attack
Seeing that Noshil had fallen into silence, Gargus became more and more anxious, but perhaps it was because of the constraints of the contract, or maybe he just gave it a try. In short, in order to prevent himself from being misunderstood by Noshil and losing his life because of this matter, Gargus finally overcame his pride and shame, and truthfully told Noshil all his experiences and psychological journey in the past period of time.

In this way, Nosher himself was forced to listen to the unfortunate guy's experience again, and then gradually revealed an expression of unbearable pain.

'Forget it. Although this guy disobeyed my orders and did something unnecessary without authorization, Gargos did a good thing this time. Regardless of whether he was willing or not, he finally saved Hope from Raphael's clutches. And the unlucky guy also saw that picture... Just consider this as his punishment. However, this armor. '

Noshier silently shook his head at Gargaus, then cast his gaze on the [Dark Prison Armor] on the ground. This armor was indeed an incredible treasure. It was based on the skin of a whole legendary Balor Fire Demon, fused with refined blood crystal hell iron, and finally enchanted with powerful hell magic. It was crafted by the best war craftsmen in hell.

The armor itself has many powerful enchantment effects. It can not only fit wearers of any body shape and function in the most suitable way for the wearer, but also give the wearer the passive effects of flying, plane walking, and immunity to any fire damage. It can also automatically counterattack the creature wearing the armor with hellfire. It is an absolute legendary equipment. And because of its unique enchantment effect, Noshier does not have to worry about this armor affecting his movements when wearing it. It is an equipment that he can definitely use.

However, having said that, unfortunately, many of the effects of these enchantments are actually useless to Noshir.

Flying was something that Noshier already knew, and he could walk across the planes just by changing his posture. As for being immune to fire damage, with his current physical attributes and the power of his beast spirit, Noshier could almost completely ignore damage from ice, thunder, and stance, let alone fire. So overall, the effect of this armor on him was not as great as he had imagined, and...

"When I think about the fact that this thing was worn by that evil creature before, I have no desire to put it on myself... Never mind, I'll give it to you, Gargos. I'll get myself a set of equipment that's more suitable for me when I have time. You can keep this thing for yourself. Just consider it a reward for your contribution of so many treasures. Don't accuse me of being ruthless."

It's obviously you who didn't want to wear it, so you threw this rag to me, Gargoyle thought so while taking the armor thrown by Noshir. He was not so picky. Although the enchantment effect of this armor was meaningless to the devil and it was useless, the defense provided by the armor itself was still worth looking forward to. After all, it was not a complete waste. However, compared with the enchantment ability of the armor...

"This... My respected master, Gargos thanks you for your generous reward, but master, will you forgive me just like that?"

Gargos asked in disbelief. The scene before was so serious, and he had disobeyed his orders. If it were the years when he was working under Asmodeus, if he had disobeyed his orders and was discovered by Asmodeus, Gargos would never have been able to get away with it so easily. However, Noshil just waved his hand.

"Because I know that under the constraints of the contract, you can't lie, and the reasons you gave just happen to convince me. You asked me why I forgave you so easily? The reason is this, because your reasons are legitimate enough, that's all. After all, I'm not a devil. As long as the explanation you give is reasonable, no innocent people are hurt in the process, and the subsequent results are not bad, then it's fine."

Nosir said to Gargos casually. He was indeed not angry at Gargos's self-willed behavior this time. After all, Gargos's killing of Raphael in advance, to a certain extent, actually helped Nosir solve a future trouble in advance. After all, it was impossible for him to make a deal with Raphael, and from then on it was actually destined that only one of them could survive.

In addition, under the constraints of the contract, Gargauth's handling of the County of Hope was particularly appropriate. Not only did he rescue the only hostage "Hope", but he also relied on his background as an old devil to massacre the entire County of Hope without anyone noticing.

Not only did he save him a lot of trouble, but he also brought him so many good things. Of course, Noshir would not be angry. However, if he had to assign Gargos to do something in the future, he would definitely impose more restrictions on him verbally.

In fact, Noshir has always had a very clear positioning of Gargaus, and that positioning is a powerful pathfinder, commonly known as a runner or cannon fodder. He actually knows in his heart that the reason why Gargaus did not cause any trouble this time is entirely because he had verbally imposed many restrictions on Gargaus after the contract was signed, which allowed this incident to have a relatively satisfactory ending.

But if he relaxed his vigilance against the big devil after gaining control of Gargauth and did not arrange those back-up plans in advance, then Gargauth would definitely kill "Hope" first in the process and then kill Raphael. But if this matter really developed in this way...

Nosir raised his head and took a deep look at Gargos, and the tall hell demon also shuddered inexplicably at this moment. Yes, because at this moment Nosir had no intention of hiding his emotions, Gargos naturally felt the chill.

This chill also made him understand that the reason he could live until now was purely because Noshir did not care about this matter and let him go. If he wanted to live longer, the only thing he had to do was to never act on his own and listen to Noshir's words.

Thinking of this, Gargoyle lowered his head even more humbly.

"It seems you have figured it out. Very good, let's go back."

Noshil said no more. He took off the space box from his waist and waved it lightly at the mountain of treasure in front of him. The powerful mental power directly stimulated the maximum carrying capacity of the space box, and emptied the mountain of treasure in an instant.

Gargaus also immediately understood what Noshir meant and began to prepare to open the portal back to the main material plane. He did not ask Noshir why he did not hold the ceremony at this moment when all the materials were prepared. At this time, Gargaus had completely put himself in the right position.

Noshil was his master, and he was just a slave. The master naturally did not need the servant to interrupt him when he was doing things. He had already deeply understood this, but at this moment.

'Huh? What's going on?'

Gargaus raised his hand and outlined the crimson magic of hell, and tried to combine these magics into the framework of building a portal. In the past, it would take him less than two seconds to complete the above steps, but now.

The crimson magic sparks flickered wildly in front of him, but they just couldn't condense into the shape of a portal. Instead, it seemed like there was a bad connection or a short circuit, and only scarlet magic sparks could flicker. "What's going on, Gargoth?"

Nosir noticed Gargoyle's abnormality, frowned tightly, and then walked over and asked him questions. However, Gargoyle could not answer Nosir's questions, because this situation could not be explained even with his knowledge of the past thousands of years. He had no idea why it turned out like this, so he could only explain it to Nosir in this way.

“This—I don’t know what’s going on! Master, I’ve never encountered such a situation before. I can still feel the power of hell everywhere in hell, and I can still mobilize and use it. But once I use this power to a certain extent, it will become…”

Bah! !
The scarlet power of hell in front of him, like a knotted ball of thread, suddenly burst out with one last flash, and this brief burst of magic directly made Gargauth stagger, and at the same time made his expression become even more spooky.

And Noshil's expression became more solemn. At this moment, even a fool could realize that the current situation was obviously wrong. Noshil almost instinctively suspected that it was Gargoyles' doing. However, whether it was the constraints of the Hell Contract or the confused consciousness in his own mind, it had already made it clear to Noshil that he was not the one causing all this trouble.

"But if it weren't for Gargauth... Ledros!"

Noshier immediately turned his head and looked at the wingless horned demon who had been staying in this room long before he came to receive Gargauth. Then, using the crown's ability to communicate telepathically with the controlled person, he instantly searched his thoughts over the past period of time, trying to find evidence of his betrayal or that he had long been out of control.

But no, this guy's thought body has always been very stable, firmly fixed by Noshil's crown. He did not get out of control, nor did he take the initiative to plan or participate in this unexpected situation. But this made Noshil extremely confused. If it wasn't Ledros, then who else in this factory would have such ability?
"...I can't think of it, but no matter what, Gargos, go ahead and clear the way. Let's get out of this damn place first."

"Yes! Master, I will..."

While responding to Noshir, Gargaus ran towards the exit of the room with Ledros. In the process, Ledros also played the role of the supreme leader of the Bitterblood Military Factory and activated the Hell Order on his body. After this order was activated, the Hell soldiers in the factory would also be ready for battle.

All the above steps happened in an instant, but in the next instant, a sharp sword light suddenly flashed out from the darkness, drew a pale arc, and slid straight towards the throats of the two powerful demons.

If they took one more step, the sword light would instantly chop off Ledros' eyes and cut Gargauth's neck, but these two guys were legendary devils after all, with absolutely strong and real fighting abilities. Almost instinctively, these two devils stopped at the moment before the attack was about to hit them, and just avoided the attack.

When the swordsman who had attacked secretly saw that his strike missed, he immediately leaped back quickly. In the process of retreating, he revealed his true identity: a woman holding a long and narrow sword.

"You sneaky bug, I'm going to tear you into pieces bit by bit!"

A bloodthirsty smile flashed across Gargaus's ferocious face, and then he rushed straight towards the swordsman Kanbiweng. However, Ledros on the side did not make any moves under the conscious command of Nosir, and just watched Gargaus rush forward alone. As for Nosir who was at the back.

"Wait, what's going on? I didn't feel anything about that sneak attacker until she showed up and launched the attack? How long did she stay in that corner? How did she do it? No, calm down. With my perception, no one in this world can hide anything from me, so I'm sure it's not a trick. She must have used some equipment. But wait, this girl looks familiar. She seems to be——"

Noshier's thoughts suddenly flashed back to a casual chat he had with Karak. At that time, he seemed to have asked Karak if he had made any devil friends in hell. Karak did say that there was such a person, and described her specific appearance. He even said that the guy had once blocked him together with Mizora.

At that time, Noshir wanted to pull Eltoril back from Hell to the main material plane, and that guy, Mizora, and Karak wanted to siege him, but in the end, it seemed that because he saw the angel escape, Mizora was knocked down by a blow, and that guy slipped away from the battlefield and disappeared. Karak at that time mentioned the name of the deserter, and said that even if she escaped to Hell, Zariel would not let her go.

Noshir looked at the man in front of him holding a rapier, and his thoughts raced. By comparing the details of his appearance and the weapons and equipment he held, he had confirmed that the guy in front of him was the former deserter, Karak's friend from hell.

At that time, Karak had briefly felt sorry for his friend, regretting her impending death, but now this deserter who should have been executed by Zariel long ago was standing alive in front of him.

"…Is that possible?!"

boom--! ! !
A long, heavy giant flail suddenly blasted through the entire three-story military factory! It smashed countless roofs, corridors, and ceilings made of hell steel, like a giant pendulum for demolition! It hit Gargos directly, and he was blasted away before he could even react!

"…He really came."

(End of this chapter)