Heroes of Might and Magic: Grand Consul

Chapter 46 Revenge
"What superb death alchemy!"

I can't believe even he was fooled.

This ancient battlefield must be of a high level, containing powerful treasures capable of influencing the mind.

Since their travelers are lost undead, then Falric and the other intelligence sources are naturally so as well. Their goal is to lure in creatures from the surrounding area, but as for the nature of their conspiracy, there are currently no clues.

"The evil temple is still rioting, and the number of skeleton soldiers is increasing!"

Looking at the several eerie temples covered in will-o'-the-wisps, Su Mu roughly understood the state of the buildings. This was essentially overdrawing the death aura of the area to catalyze the production of skeleton soldiers, but the wild soldiers were in a state of disorder, with no one controlling them.

"Let's go and follow the river to chase after the water heroes. Don't get entangled with the undead in the cemetery."

Lacking water magic, Su Mu couldn't conjure a boat and could only rely on the combination of shield soldiers and the Earth Bow to pursue enemies in areas of the river where there were fewer of them.

Since the other party has already made an escape plan, they might actually have a way to get out.

……

Faric used a greedy thief as bait and successfully deceived the enemy, and was now feeling very pleased with himself.

He drifted down the river in search of his contact. After the recent battle, the guide who had led them there was long gone, and Farik didn't bother looking for him.

He was not fighting alone; there were others waiting to provide support on the perimeter.

However, the black fog in this area was becoming increasingly dense, and even he himself was finding it difficult to discern directions. Fortunately, magical marks had been left between the two armies, which could be used for location tracking at short distances.

After about half a day, Fariq was taking a nap on the boat when the thief next to him shook him awake.

"Boss! That looks like the buyer we're meeting!"

They drifted to a desolate swamp, filled with floating corpses and bones, as well as oily green toads. Through the mist, the scouts spotted flickering lights.

Three long shakes, followed by two brief periods of dimness, are indeed connection signals.

So Farik drove his men to another small boat and went alone with the boundary stone to make the handover.

To be honest, the wandering thieves didn't know who their employer was, only that the other party was quite wealthy and generous with money.

As the boats drew closer, the two small boats finally collided, and Farik was able to see each other's faces clearly.

Wolf Scar, commander of the White Rock City spearmen, and the Kyle family's top enforcer!
Once the wandering thieves had taken over the resource points, Wolf would send slaves to secretly manage them. Many of the slaves who returned home refused to believe that the promised protection was so ridiculous, but unfortunately, they would never be able to tell the truth.

Wolf has an extremely long scar running from his forehead to his chin, almost popping his eyeballs out; it's a very noticeable feature.

He glanced at the boundary marker stone at the stern of the boat and asked, "Are all the boundary markers for the tomb here?"

Faric casually toyed with the dagger in his hand: "You don't trust me to take action? As for that Kuraki Town team, they tried to take advantage of the situation, but I easily outmaneuvered them and left them behind!"

Wolf nodded, grabbed the rope, and was about to take the ship's boundary marker with him when Faric stepped on the rope and looked down at him, asking, "What about the treasure and gold? You said you would bring them."

Faric serves Whitestone City, but he is quite different from the Kyle family's forces. He has a higher degree of freedom; the other party pays him, and he does the work—it's that simple.

White Rock City looked down on thieves and wanted nothing to do with them. Faric thought the same way; how could thieves survive in the open? The underworld was their true home.

Wolf couldn't pull the rope, so he looked up and pointed to the boats behind him: "Don't worry, I'll keep my promise!"

A small boat slowly approached, carrying several people wearing hoods. From a distance, the boat appeared to be filled with magical energy, suggesting it was likely carrying treasure.

Farik then smiled and said, "That's how it is in our line of work, so don't find it troublesome! I've seen plenty of double-crosses."

That being said, Farik didn't let go. He had demanded a hefty price this time, and the two sides had even had a falling out. Thinking he'd need to find another place after this job, he naturally didn't care about Whitestone City's attitude.

Boundary stones are very valuable to factions with castles, but they are not so important to lone wolves like him. It would be more worthwhile to exchange them for some high-level treasures.

As the ships drew closer, Farik finally relaxed, jumped onto the other boat, reached out and lifted the cloth to receive his payment.

But at that very moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Four hooded men slowly raised their heads, revealing dark and empty faces, and a pair of burning eyes.

They held hands and sealed the entire ship, chanting mysterious and powerful incantations!

Wolf grabbed the rope from the side and quickly retreated, instantly creating distance between them.

"Seal Ivan!"

【Seal Ivan (Tower Tier 3, Tier 2 Unit, Fire Element Baptism): Attack 6, Defense 10, Damage 1-1, Health 25, Speed ​​5, Small Size.

Element: Fire. The Art of Explosion: They are filled with unstable magical bombs, waiting for the right moment to cause a violent explosion. They require a period of incantation and the setting of a sealing barrier, dealing damage equal to twice the target's health.

Spell Resistance: Resists 75% of magic damage.

Assessment: These alchemical creations, tempered by the Iron Man's elements, possess immense destructive power.

The fluctuations of magical power I just sensed were actually the opponent gathering power for an explosion. There are hidden treasures on this ship, and White Stone City has gone to great lengths to take down Fariq.

Wolf looked at the struggling Faric with disgust: "You actually want to get your hands on a level 3 treasure? Don't you even know your own strength?"

I was originally planning to find an opportunity to wipe out the bandits and kill you while I was at it, but since you're courting death, I'll send you to meet the gods sooner rather than later!

He raised his spear, aimed it at Fariq, and fired, triggering Ivan's explosion.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the entire wooden boat turned to ashes, and countless drops of lake water were thrown into the sky before crashing down, smashing the remains in the lake to pieces.

Meanwhile, the wandering thieves waiting in the distance to divide the loot heard the whistling of arrows coming. Even though they desperately searched for cover, how could withered trees and rotten shrubs withstand the archers' arrows? They could only become the dead under the arrows.

"what!"

"Help!"

Even as they lay dying, the thieves clung to the treasure they had dug up, refusing to let go. The gold coins were stained red with blood and sank into the lake.

Wolf looked at the group of greedy thieves with a mocking expression; they were always clueless fools.

He moved extremely fast and was about to reach the shore.

Suddenly, his feet trembled as a small boat emerged from the water, breaking his boat in half and stealing nearly half of the boundary marker stone.

A bloodied figure, missing his lower body, gripped the edge of the boat with both hands, using water magic to control the vessel.

"Wolf! The Kyle family, I'll fuck you hypocrites!"

Faric was no stranger to double-crossing, and in fact, he encountered it frequently. Therefore, his constant caution and the protective artifacts on his upper body barely saved his life.

But Whitestone City's elaborate schemes, even resorting to sealing Ivan and concealing treasures to deal with him, were indeed beyond Faric's expectations.

Without a word, Farik steered the small boat back the way he came to escape.

After Wolf was knocked into the water, he immediately summoned the spearmen to collect the boundary stones that had fallen into the water, ordered the archers to shoot at Falric, and sent out the griffin troops to pursue him.

Although Falric possesses the constitution of a hero, he suffered heavy losses due to the massacre of his troops in the previous great battle and the close-range sealing explosion.

Such injuries are beyond the capabilities of any medical tent; a high-ranking priest from a high-level magic guild would be needed to treat them. After all, the hero's magical power level and unit type differ, naturally increasing the difficulty.

However, Faric wasn't prepared to live. Betrayed by his own people on cemetery grounds and injured like this, he certainly wouldn't survive. The only thing he wanted to do now was take revenge!
"Whitestone City, the Kyle family, you just wait!"

"I'll make you regret this!"

With only his upper body and boundless rage for revenge, Faric managed to steer the ship at breakneck speed and escape.

His blood nearly filled the cabin, even staining the boundary marker red, yet he still refused to give up.

Faric knew of Whitestone City's power, but the guy he was fighting was an unimaginable figure. The reason he wanted to pull off a big heist and leave was because, after several battles, he realized how formidable his enemy was.

Especially in this battle for the tomb, his troops were almost powerless to resist and were riddled with bullets. Do they really not consider level 2 soldiers human? Even on the battlefield, these wandering thieves would be excellent scouts.

Even if he were to use it as bait, in his plan, he would escape in the chaos and distract the enemy, since who wouldn't be tempted by treasure?

But the enemy was just that terrifying, wiping out his entire force. This was one of the reasons why Wolf's double-crossing went so smoothly.

But he didn't hate Su Mu. The two sides were originally hostile forces, so it was normal for them to use underhanded methods. As for Bai Shicheng, he had worked hard for them, only to be discarded after being used. He couldn't swallow this insult.

"He hunted geese all day long, only to have his eyes pecked by one!"

"Fine, if White Stone City doesn't want things to develop smoothly, I'll just create some obstacles for you!"

The small boat sailed upstream at an extremely high speed, leaving the griffins far behind.

Faric mastered advanced water magic on the brink of death, but unfortunately, it was of little use.

(End of this chapter)