An infinite journey starting from Baldur's Gate

"Marlon! Come back!"

Seeing the captain rushing towards the Moon Tower alone, Harsin hurriedly shouted to stop him.

She knew very well that she might never come back.

After all, Jaheira had tried before. Kessler was an invincible immortal! No matter what form of attack they used,
Nothing can make death take that man away...

To come forward would undoubtedly be to dig one's own grave.

Hearing this, Ma Long's pace gradually slowed down, but he was not successfully persuaded to change his mind. Instead, he turned around and solemnly and resolutely said:
"...I'll leave everyone to you!"

In such a desperate situation, no one except the Archdruid could stop the enemy's attack and protect the seriously injured companions and allies around him.

She currently has the most mana remaining, so transforming doesn't consume as much mana as casting a spell directly.

And he himself had not suffered any serious injuries.

As soon as he finished speaking, more cult troops in the rear, following Zreal's instructions, stepped across the battlefield littered with corpses and continued to advance!

Seeing this, Karak gritted his teeth and tried to hold on to his body,

He took a difficult stance, holding his axe, and shouted at the enemy:

"It's... not the end yet! Come on!"

Although this strong man was covered in wounds and bled a lot, his will remained the same. He had survived ten years in hell and such a terrible situation.

And now? He would never admit defeat.

Harsin watched Malone walk away, wishing him good luck.
Her strength is still needed to save lives.

Then the druid glanced at the troops approaching him, ignoring the sound of arrows whistling past his ears and the enemy's war cries, shouts and insults.

Take a deep breath, close your eyes, raise your hands slightly, bow your head and pray devoutly:

"...Merciful Oak Father, please listen to my prayer,"

"In this dark hour when evil is rampant, hope and life are fading, and balance no longer exists, please grant me the power to save this devastated land."

"Protect the kind souls who fight for justice."

Instantly, Silvanus, the god of nature believed by the druids, responded.

Although the power bestowed by generosity is extremely small, when it acts on mortals, it is extremely powerful and should not be underestimated!

Suddenly, soft golden light flashed in Harsin's hands, and then! He suddenly opened his shining eyes! He raised his head and shouted loudly:

"Feel the majestic wrath of nature!"

As she spoke, she squatted down and touched the ground with her palms. The next moment, countless huge and thick thorny vines broke out from under the town's floor tiles!
Then there are weeds that can scratch the flesh, bright flowers with barbs,
These plants grow wildly at a very fast speed and continue to spread outward! The scene is very shocking! Once you come into contact with them,
You will be tightly entangled in an instant, and will keep shrinking and squeezing like a snake.

Until the sharp spikes become like saws, causing countless bleeding wounds on the captured prey, eventually causing it to die from blood loss!

In addition, the plants also consciously avoided friendly forces and did not harm innocent people.

With Halsin as the center and a radius of five meters, thorny vines began to overlap layer by layer, gradually forming a huge dome that covered the companions and allies.

Its defense may not be as strong as a fortress, but it is enough to stop the enemy for a while.

And this period is the best time to pause in the middle of the game and rest and heal!
"Wait a minute! I... want to go with Marlon!"

Seeing this, Karak couldn't help but get anxious.

He subconsciously ran towards the gap that was not completely blocked, but after taking two steps, he suddenly stumbled and was tripped by the vines deliberately controlled by Harxin, and fell heavily to the ground... If he was not injured, this strong man would be able to get up and continue running.
But now? Unfortunately, it is impossible.

Shaking his head and sighing, Harsin looked extremely sad, his voice was particularly low and lost:
"You can't help him, Karak, but you will cause him more trouble."

"Please pray, may the gods protect him."

Just before the last gap was filled, Karak, who was lying on the ground, looked unwilling. In his limited field of vision, he caught a glimpse of a flash of red floating in the air, gradually moving away.

At the same time, Malone was intercepted when he was approaching the Moonrise Tower.
It was the elite guards around Catheric, holding halberds, forming a human wall to block the road. They were well-equipped.

The armor and weapons are not street goods.

"For the Supreme God! For General Som!"

For a moment, the elite guards, both men and women, shouted enthusiastically in unison,
On the other hand, Malone was alone, but he was fearless in the face of numerous enemies and stared straight at Catherick.

"I dug up the grave of your 'beloved' wife, and you just stood there and watched?"

"If you're a man, let's fight one-on-one."

As soon as these words came out, Zreal's face changed drastically and he shouted angrily, and quickly ordered:
"How dare you! Kill him!"

Just as the elite guards were about to charge, Som could no longer endure it. With a stern face, he raised his hand and waved, saying:
"Go back."

At this point, it would be inappropriate if I didn't do it myself.
He accepted this provocation!

No matter what Malone's intentions are, or what unknown trump card he has hidden, Catheric will choose to go on the court himself and vow to crush him to ashes!
Just for the lost love that is engraved in my heart...

After receiving the order, the elite guards obeyed it without any hesitation, standing on both sides of the bridge and clearing the road.

"Congratulations, kid. You have succeeded in irritating me."

Catheric took a step forward, looking relaxed as he walked down the stairs, smiling as he walked:
"You will see with your own eyes your flesh being peeled off your bones, and your internal organs being taken out and thrown to my dog ​​to taste."

"Until the end, I will reawaken what is left of you."

"Go back and deal with your allies."

Ma Long seemed very calm in the face of such harsh words. He stood with a sword in his hand, unhurried. Since he dared to come, he was not afraid of losing his life!

Why would you be afraid of a few threatening words?

"Really? Then let's see who's the real one. It won't be easy for you to take my life."

"Boy, you are so pathetic. You have no idea what kind of trouble you are involved in and what kind of situation you are facing."

Catheric sneered and snatched the halberd from a guard standing nearby.

The next moment, his weapon was also covered and attached by a ball of light like Ma Long's, but this power was not holy at all!

Not every paladin is devoted to justice, not the power of good.

It will only make people scared and terrified!
Seeing this, Ma Long looked at the other party with extra caution:

"...The truth is the opposite. I know the inside story better than anyone else. You are just a slave who licks Melkor's ass."

"Although I sympathize with your situation...but the crime you committed is unforgivable."

He understood the suffering and frustrations that this sinful man had gone through.
Did they do something wrong? Of course, that is undeniable, but in the final analysis, the real mastermind behind this is the gods who are high above!

Mortals are their pawns! (End of this chapter)