Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 186 Drow Elf Priestess Beverly, with Her Power to Command Wind and Rain

The Moonblade is an engineering machine unit built by the Drow elves. It is about half the size of a room. Its black body is engraved with many dark spell patterns, and there is a faint flow of dark elemental power on the body.

On the activation rail, there was a triangular flying blade the size of a round table. The blade was forged from magic iron that gleamed with a cold light. It was also engraved with spell patterns and contained a rich dark elemental power, making it quite powerful.

Under the command of the drow hero Magdra, the drow controlled ten moonblade chariots, activating the starting mechanism. Instantly, the dark moonblade chariots shone with rich elemental power.

"boom!"

The mechanism of the Moonblade Chariot was activated, and the accumulated elemental power and the potential energy of the bowstring were released instantly, causing the huge moonblade to spin on the chariot and shoot out at high speed, whistling as it flew towards the ever-spreading gray-black mist outside the city.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of drow elves on the city wall, the moonblade sliced ​​through the sky, spinning as it crashed into the gray-black mist outside the city. The resulting airflow dispersed patches of mist, sending the moonblade flying deeper into the gray-black fog.

The instant the moonblade dispersed the gray-black mist, the drow elves on the city wall widened their eyes, following the dispersing gray-black mist to spot the enemy hidden within it.

They were armies of undead, neatly arranged, their bones gleaming like jade, their soul flames shining brightly, and their bodies exuding a terrifying aura of death.

"So many undead creatures, no, it's already an undead army!"

"Quickly, sound the alarm, summon the army, and inform the lord!"

The drow hero Magdra on the city wall looked grave and immediately gave instructions to his subordinates.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The drow elf soldiers on the city wall heard the order and immediately went to carry it out.

At that moment, the drow hero Magdra, who was still staring intently at the Moonblade, was horrified to discover that a streak of purplish-black lightning flashed through the gray-black mist.

"Crack!"

In just a moment, before the ten moon blades they had just launched could land in the gray-black mist and cause any damage to the undead army, they were struck by this purplish-black lightning.

It exploded into powder in the gray-black mist in the air and fell down with a whooshing sound.

In the territory of the Drow elves, this siege weapon, meticulously crafted by skilled artisans and consuming considerable resources, is a source of great pride. A single Moonblade strike can create a crater the size of a square table, its power comparable to the intermediate-level spell Fireball.

Even two-star units will not fare well if hit head-on by the Moonblade, and they are in danger of dying if they are focused by the Moonblade.

Of course, the main function of this Moonblade Chariot is not to kill two-star units. Its purpose is to besiege cities. The rotating moonblade, combined with the dark power within, is a powerful weapon for reaping enemy troops on the battlefield.

But at that moment, the ten moon blades were silently shattered by a bolt of lightning. The drow hero Magdra, witnessing this, gasped in shock.

"Among the undead army, there must be powerful units skilled in lightning magic, at least two-star silver, or even two-star gold!"

The undead army shrouded in the gray-black mist outside Dark Ash City was far stronger than the drow hero Magdra had anticipated.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

At that moment, as the alarm bells rang on the walls of Dark Ash City, a large group of drow elf soldiers rushed over, escorting the drow elf lord of Dark Ash City.

This drow lord was dressed in an exquisitely lace-up outfit, sexy and alluring, with a curvaceous figure and a large expanse of dark brown skin. She wore a crown made entirely of mithril and inlaid with countless precious gems, exuding an eerie charm. She was an absolute drow beauty.

Bephne is the matriarch of the drow clan in Dark Ash City, and a priestess of the goddess Lolth, who serves as the ruler of the drow.

"Don't worry, everyone. Goddess Rose will protect us and help us defeat the enemy!"

Beverly's alluring voice echoed throughout the walls of Dark Ash City, igniting a burning passion and fierce fighting spirit in all the drow elf soldiers present.

Beverly's arrival gave the drow elves of Dark Ember City a new pillar of support, and under her command, the entire city of Dark Ember City prepared for battle.

Meanwhile, Lu Feng and his companions, hidden in the gray mist outside the city walls, were also observing the changes on the walls of Dark Ash City.

Lu Feng activated his intermediate-level Eagle Eye Technique, and the distant city walls became clearly visible in his eyes.

The enemy's strongest warrior was only a two-star silver-ranked warrior. In Lu Feng's observation, no enemy stronger than a two-star silver-ranked warrior was found.

"That two-star silver-ranked drow elf priest should be the lord of this Dark Ash City. During the battle, we should focus our attacks on her!"

Seeing Bephne surrounded by drow elves, Lu Feng roughly guessed her identity and made her a key subject of observation.

Upon hearing this, the Old Dragon King of Honghu and the others all nodded.

They naturally understood what the lord meant.

'Go easy on her later. This two-star silver-tier drow elf priest is the woman the lord specifically requested. Hmm, I'll make sure to get it done for the lord!'

The Old Dragon King of Honghu was already fully confident in dealing with an enemy whose strongest strength was only equivalent to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

He even had the idea of ​​breaking through the city alone and taking over Dark Ash City for Lu Feng.

However, for safety's sake, the Old Dragon King of Honghu obeyed Lu Feng's orders and sat in the center of the undead army, following Lu Feng's side and protecting him at all times.

Drow elves are the darlings of darkness, and are most skilled at shadow attacks. Who knows if the drow elves of Dark Ash City have any methods of one-hit kills or decapitation strikes?

Lu Feng couldn't take that risk, and neither did the Old Dragon King of Honghu.

Having kept Lu Feng's meaning firmly in mind, the Old Dragon King of Honghu had already set his sights on Beverney, the Drow Elf priest on the walls of Dark Ash City.

"Let's begin! Let the drow elves in the city see the might of our undead army!"

Upon receiving Lu Feng's order, Hero Iron Wall's undead army instantly sprang into action.

Da da da!
The sound of synchronized footsteps rose from the gray-black mist, carrying out like heavy drumbeats and striking the hearts of the drow elves of Dark Ash City.

The dark gray mist that enveloped the area outside Dark Ash City created a terrifying sense of oppression for the drow elves, like dark clouds pressing down on the city. The heavy atmosphere hung over the walls of Dark Ash City, making it difficult for the drow elves to breathe. The dark gray mist obscured the drow elves' vision, preventing them from seeing how many undead creatures lurked beyond the walls.

Even Bephne, the drow lord who had just rallied her men, felt uncertain and uneasy.

'Damn it, where did such a powerful undead army come from? What was the intelligence gathering like around the territory? How did they manage to let the undead army sneak into the center of the territory? After this battle, I'll definitely offer a blood sacrifice to the goddess Lolth for all the drow elves in the city's scouting team!'

Beverly felt a surge of resentment, but there was nothing she could do at the moment. She could only command the drow elves on the city wall to activate the moonblade chariots and relentlessly attack the center of the gray-black weapon.

One after another, moon blades slashed across the sky, carving out channels in the gray-black mist. The old dragon king of Honghu constantly flashed purple lightning at his fingertips, knocking down each moon blade.

With his cultivation level, defending against these ranged attacks wouldn't be too difficult for him.

Of course, there were times when the Old Dragon King of Honghu failed to stop the moon blades. When these moon blades landed in the ranks of the undead army, they could spin and cut, shredding and crushing a group of undead creatures.

However, the Moonblade has a limited attack range and can only kill a limited number of undead creatures. It can kill a few hundred undead creatures at most before losing its power and embedding itself in the ground.

These losses are only a negligible part compared to the massive undead army.

As the undead army advanced, it quickly approached the moat of Dark Ash City.

Sensing the approach of the enemy, the Bloodscale Piranhas, monsters in the moat of Dark Ash City, excitedly leaped out of the water, their mouths snapping open and closing, their sharp teeth gleaming with a metallic sheen.

But before the enemy could even enter the moat, jars of foul-smelling liquid were thrown into it by the undead creatures at the front.

With a "plop!" sound, the foul-smelling liquid in the jar instantly dissolved into the water of the moat.

These foul-smelling liquids were the putrid bodily fluids contributed by Lu Feng's men, containing potent undead toxins. As soon as they were added to the water, the bloodscale piranhas in the moat began to thrash violently on the surface. Within moments, they were all belly-up in the moat.

At that moment, the undead creature that threw the jar had just reached the moat.

As the undead creatures crossed the moat of Dark Ash City under the cover of the gray-black mist, an invisible force lingered outside the city walls, hindering the ever-spreading gray-black mist and revealing the undead creatures charging ahead.

The drow elf soldiers on the city wall felt a chill run down their spines when they saw the dense swarms of undead creatures that had already reached the city walls.

Beverly shouted at the top of her lungs, "Loose the arrows! Attack! Attack!"

"Shhhhhh!"

From the walls of Dark Ash City, countless arrows shot out, raining down on the densely packed undead creatures.

The drow elves on the city walls were all natural archers, with shooting talent far surpassing that of ordinary races. Their dense rain of arrows accurately locked onto the heads of the undead creatures.

Most of them even targeted the soul fire within the bodies of undead creatures, aiming for a fatal blow.

"Summon the wind!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice echoed across the battlefield. The Old Dragon King of Honghu, standing in the center of the undead army, let out a low roar, opened his dragon mouth, and inhaled a large amount of gray-black mist into his mouth before forcefully exhaling it.

Under the "summoning wind and rain" supernatural power of the Old Dragon King of Honghu, in an instant, a dark gust of wind suddenly blew from where the Old Dragon King of Honghu stood towards the city wall of Dark Ash City.

A fierce wind howled, and a swift black wind blew like a sharp blade across the walls of Dark Ash City.

The arrows flying through the air were instantly blown about by the gust of wind, most of them losing their aim and falling haphazardly into the ranks of the undead army.

Aside from a few unlucky undead creatures accidentally getting their heads blown off by drow arrows, most of the arrows only pierced the undead creatures' bodies. The undead creatures' bodies were just a mass of rotten flesh, and their skeletons were not afraid of the penetrating wounds caused by these arrows.

This volley of arrows failed to kill many undead creatures.

The Drow Elf soldiers on the city wall were also blown about by the black gale. They struggled to stand firm in the black wind and tried to draw their bows and nock their arrows.

But the next moment, a low shout came from outside the city wall:
"Call the rain!"

The gray-black mist that had just been swept in by the black gale now rose above the walls of Dark Ash City, forming clusters of black clouds.

Under the supernatural power of the Old Dragon King of Honghu, drops of black rain fell from the dark clouds.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Dark raindrops fell on the walls of Dark Ash City. Each drop of rain looked inconspicuous, but it contained a dense power of death. The drow elf soldiers on the walls felt their bodies grow cold the moment they were drenched by the black raindrops. Streams of death power frantically entered their flesh and blood, corroding their bodies.

"What terrifying war magic! Priests, dispel the dark clouds in the sky!"

When the drow lord Bephne saw the black rain and sensed the murderous intent hidden within it, her expression changed drastically. She immediately summoned the drow clerics on the city wall and cast a dispelling spell in an attempt to disperse the dark clouds in the sky.

However, among Beverly's priests, only she was a 2-star silver-level priest, while the other 25 were all 2-star white-level priests, and some ordinary drow elf priests were only 1-star in strength.

The old dragon king of Honghu Lake overwhelmed the hundred drow elf priests under Beverney's command. In addition, his "summoning wind and rain" supernatural power was extremely mysterious. The black wind and rain he created were not entirely the power of magic, but more of a natural phenomenon formed by the liquefaction of rising water vapor.

The drow priests' dispel spells can dispel the power of magic, but they are not very effective against this natural phenomenon, and the drow priests' efforts have yielded little result.

Meanwhile, the undead creatures below the walls of Dark Ash City had begun to climb the walls using the vampire vines that covered them, preparing to attack Dark Ash City.

The vampire vines that the drow elves cultivated on the city walls did not react violently to the lifeless undead; they were too lazy to entangle the undead creatures' lifeless, rotting skeletons.

Suddenly, the vampire vines, which the drow elves usually regarded as a defensive weapon, became an aid for undead creatures to climb the city walls.

The black rain dripping from the city wall landed on the undead creatures. Each drop of black rain merged with the undead creatures, and the death power within it did not harm them. Instead, it made the soul fire of each undead creature burn fiercely, as if they had been blessed by a spell like Bloodlust. They became more agile and ferocious.

"What amazing power to summon wind and rain!"

Lu Feng, who was observing the battlefield from afar, praised the old dragon king of Honghu for his supernatural power.

(End of this chapter)