Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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--never mind.

—I'll personally deal with these scoundrels later, as a way of giving them face.

At this very moment, the Shadow Mage Ilint was standing far away in the central square of Blacksail Town, using her "Mystic Eye" to observe Ivy-Beate and the others' movements.

The four serpent archers occupying the highest point in the town are all key members of her Shadow Pirate Gang.

After all, she was determined to get her hands on that beautiful snake-woman's face.

The stone-blind barbarians led by the slave trader Nururu are already in position. Old Gouk's men have also arrived, all skilled ambush hunters. This guy has extensive connections; he's managed to persuade almost all the pirates returning to town.

The most powerful of them, and also the one she was most at odds with, was the Casta Pirates.

Those sand-yellow Casta lizardmen all wore bony crests resembling those of a Triceratops. They were mercenaries active in the lower planes, creations of the demon lord Demogorgon, who was deemed "not demonic enough." After being granted freedom by the demon lord, most of them now submitted to the demon lord, the six-armed lizardman god Sethinnek, becoming the lizardman lord's most loyal follower and most ferocious warrior.

One example illustrates just how formidable these Casta thugs were: the Scaled Sovereigns, creators of the Serpent People race, sought to enslave the Casta lizardmen, like other green-skinned lizardmen, when the Scaled Sovereign Empire declined. They met with a resounding failure. The ferocious and tyrannical Casta lizardmen nearly wiped out the Scaled Sovereigns across the multiverse. Their presence, a result of this endless hunt, took root throughout the multiverse. Only a very few Scaled Sovereigns escaped the Casta lizardmen's hunt, retreating to Toril to eke out a living, never daring to show their faces again, reduced from one of the primordial races to rats in a sewer.

These Casta thugs naturally clashed with Ilint's serpent people quite often. However, given their shortsightedness and greed, they could easily exploit even the slightest rumor about gold.

However, the half-ogre and his charging pirate crew, who were originally the main force in the fight, never showed up, which puzzled Irint.

“I sent him and his men to seize the three-masted sailing ship.”

The bear goblin explained beside her.

Ilint gave him a forced smile, her skin crawling with fear, and dared not say more, watching the goblin walk away with his hands behind his back.

She hadn't even noticed him just now.

The elusive goblin is the mayor of Blacksail Town, and it's said he was a pirate before retiring. Ilint sensed more than that. This guy seemed to possess a strange ability to read people's minds.

The half-ogre that the goblin had mentioned was now lying listlessly on the hillside opposite the island with his charging pirate crew.

The half-ogre was bruised and battered because he had been given a good beating that afternoon.

A few hours after Ilint reported what she had seen on the ship, everyone went to make preparations.

The half-ogres received a secret summons from the leader of the bear goblins.

He arrived at the council hall of Blacksail Town with great excitement. He thought that the boss must have made preparations for a surprise attack and planned to have him lead the charge.

The order was: "Tomorrow, you and your bunch of idiots, get far away from town and hide."

The torches crackled, and the half-ogres could hardly believe their ears.

"what did you say?"

“Those who control us,” the goblin said, leaning back comfortably in his chair, “don’t bother them.”

The half-ogre's eyes widened, a hint of anger in his voice: "But—"

The goblin suddenly roared and jumped up, grabbing the half-ogre, lifting him into the air with one hand, and then slamming him heavily onto the long stone table, slapping him more than twenty times across the face. Then he pulled a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the half-ogre's ear.

The dagger exuded a chilling aura; piercing a stone tabletop was as easy as piercing butter.

“When I’m speaking,” the bear goblin said, sharpening his fangs, “when have you ever had the right to interrupt, huh?”

The half-ogre swallowed hard and nodded reluctantly.

The goblin grabbed him and threw him to the ground.

“There’s no gold at all, so let’s not even think about it,” said the bear goblin.

The half-ogre was getting impatient, and said in a gruff voice, "The news has spread! The lizardman Chasang and his men salvaged the gold-laden ship and carried a whole chest full of gold bricks into town..."

The bear goblin looked at him with the kind of eyes that showed pity for someone with intellectual disabilities.

"Weren't you there when they entered town? Didn't you see what those people looked like? Did you see the box of gold bricks?"

The half-ogre was bewildered, muttering, "But who would spread this news..."

The goblin lowered its eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, and started scratching the long fur on its chin.

—That woman, Ilint, is a complete idiot. What do you mean by taking a water elemental girl hostage? How did that woman learn magic? Is her head full of shit?

—The six-armed snake-man who threw a piece of gold in front of so many pirates is the one in charge!

The goblin looked at the back of his hairy hand, goosebumps rising from beneath his long, dark fur. The goblin possessed many abilities, the most prized of which was his innate ability to sense danger. This ability was warning him, and the warning was growing increasingly severe.

What kind of person would throw a piece of gold at a pirate whose profession is murder and robbery?

The answer couldn't be simpler: either he's an idiot or a madman looking for trouble to go on a killing spree!

The bear goblin couldn't help but let his mind wander: spreading greed, war, and death everywhere... Could that six-armed snake-woman be a demon?

The half-ogre suddenly asked, "What did the lord in the tower say?"

The bear goblin did not answer.

“If you don’t want to die, do as I say,” he said impatiently.

He was also curious about what the person inside the tower was thinking.

But he was certain that if that lord stood idly by, by this time tomorrow, everyone still remaining in Blacksail Town would drown in their own blood.

Chapter 107 The Black Sails Massacre

The soil, baked hot by the sun during the day, still radiates heat.

The steel sky of Abel's world has gradually turned black.

As the yellow sun overhead transformed into a gentle, deep blue orb of light and slowly sank below, the members of the Shadow Pirates surrounding Ilint cheered in unison.

The Shadow Mage, Irene, also revealed a reserved expression.

—The moment that is most suitable for her to unleash her shadow magic has finally arrived.

Meanwhile, the Casta thugs on the side were already getting impatient.

"When will we do it?"

The leader of the Casta lizardmen was a priest clad in heavy armor, with his two shoulder armors bearing the skulls of an ogre and a serpent-man, making him appear exceptionally tall and ferocious.

Before Ilint could answer, the Casta lizardman chieftain asked again, "Is there indeed a chest of gold?"

Ilint did not answer directly: "They will only hand over the gold if we take that water elemental girl hostage."

Casta's thugs scoffed.

"Anything is fine," he said impatiently, "Let's get started!"

Irene nodded, making various complex hand gestures while chanting a magic spell.

"Grab me, one by one, hand in hand," the Casta lizardman chieftain ordered his men.

Before she could finish speaking, Irint touched his ogre skull shoulder armor.

The chilling magic of "Shadow Walk" flowed from the dwarf's palm to the Casta lizardman's body, one after another.

As the magic was completed, the Casta thugs watched indifferently as everything before them turned gray, their companions becoming cold, pale shadows. A dark, spiraling path appeared before them, like an endlessly circling spiral.

Meanwhile, outside the pavilion where Medusa was supposed to rest, eight stone-blind barbarian slaves were lying prone, holding their breath, beneath the high stone foundation.

The gray face, devoid of eyeballs, was expressionless.

They gently twitched their ears and heard the even breathing of a woman coming from inside the tapestry, as if she were fast asleep.

Four stone-blind barbarians were the first to attack, leaping up and smashing the tapestry between the pavilion pillars to shreds with their axes. The other four followed closely behind, casting their barbed fishing nets at the sound of the woman's breathing, while simultaneously whistling.

Ilint was delighted when she heard the whistle.

"Got it, come with me!"

She grabbed the Casta lizardman leader and charged toward the dark, swirling shadow path.

The next second, a dozen Casta lizards found themselves once again crossing the boundary between the shadow world and reality, appearing in the open space between the pavilions of the visitors to the three-masted sailing ship.

The Casta lizardmen made no sound and skillfully split into two forces automatically.

The first force, led by two priests and seven Casta lizardmen, cut into an empty pavilion between the Family Gathering Round Pavilion and the Medusa Rest Pavilion at top speed; the second force, led by the Casta priest leader himself and six guards, rushed directly towards the Family Gathering Round Pavilion in front of the open space.

At this moment, the sound of the metal barbs on the fishing net hitting the stone ground and the tapestry hanging in the pavilion had just reached the ears of the Stone-Blind Barbarian slaves.

The expressions on the faces of the Stoneblind Barbarians changed.

The sound of the woman's even breathing still lingered in my ears, but how could there be no sound of flesh hitting flesh?

—Is it an illusion?

The next second, they heard the woman's soft laughter and the Casta lizardman's terrified roar: "Six-armed serpent demon! Damn it, we've been tricked!"

The first group of Casta lizardmen, led by two priests, rushed into the empty pavilion and were immediately dumbfounded.

Their original mission was to sever Medusa's connection with the other dwellings. However, upon arriving at their location, they suddenly discovered that two enormous, six-armed, serpentine figures stood guard at the entrance to the pavilion where Medusa rested and at the entrance to the corridor of the large round pavilion where the family gathered!

They are caught in a pincer attack from both the front and the rear!

The Kasta lizardman priest's voice cracked as he shouted, "Fuck that dwarf bitch the snake-man! She's a six-armed snake demon!"

The locals of the world of Abel often mistake Ivy Beate for a deformed, multi-handed snake-man, but the Casta lizardmen would never make such a mistake!

They were originally interdimensional colonists and mercenaries from lower dimensions, how could they not recognize the demons of the bottomless abyss!

Ivy Beatrice's soft laughter came simultaneously from the mouths of the two six-armed snake demons.

The next second, the two six-armed snake demons raised their hands at the same time, and a buzzing sound arose. Countless force fields and rotating blades engulfed the empty pavilion where they were!

The splattered blood almost immediately stained the gazebo tapestry red.

Through the blood-dripping tapestry, one could vaguely see half of the first Casta lizardman's shadow rapidly shattering into pieces.

Suddenly, a wave of "dispelling the magic" swept through the pavilion.

The force field of the "blade barrier" caused the rotating blades to vanish, and the faint buzzing sound disappeared.

"Stay calm! Don't panic!"

Another priest cast a spell to dispel the "blade barrier," shouting in a hoarse voice, "There's only one! The other is a projection spell!"

Just then, the chief priest of Casta and his guards stormed into the family gathering pavilion.

He saw that the huge round pavilion was empty, with a huge hole dug in the stone foundation, and a deep tunnel leading to who-knows-where. At the edge of the round pavilion, a tall, six-armed serpent demon stood silently between two log pillars, facing the empty pavilion where the first group of Casta lizardmen had gone.

The priest leader also heard another priest shouting about "projection".

The priest leader reacted quickly, immediately reaching into his pouch to pull out a special ointment, grabbing a handful and smearing it on his eyelids, thus casting the "Eye of Truth" on himself.

He blinked, then roared, "That's an illusion!"

At this moment, the pavilion between the Family Gathering Pavilion and the Medusa Rest Pavilion was covered with a thick layer of Caster lizardmen's blood and flesh, and only two priests and one warrior remained alive.

A priest is casting a healing spell on a warrior.

Another, hearing the commotion, turned towards the pavilion where Medusa was resting, raised the upper half of a dead companion high in his hands, and roared: "In the name of all those you have slaughtered, in the name of my lord Senenesk, banish them!"

This is one of the most effective spells against otherworldly creatures, a sixth-tier divine spell, "Exile".

This magic can force otherworldly creatures to leave the prime material plane. If there is opposing or hostile matter around the otherworldly creatures, the success rate of the expulsion can be greatly increased. And now, the place is littered with the gruesome remains and fragments of corpses ravaged by the target, enough to amplify the power of the "Exile" spell several times over.

As the word "exile" was uttered, the dead Casta lizardmen in the pavilion seemed to roar in response, and an invisible shockwave containing divine energy struck the six-armed serpent demon in Medusa's resting pavilion!

The Casta lizardman priest's lips curled into a smile, but the next moment, his expression froze.

"She's a projection!"

The Casta lizard priestess watched helplessly as the divine energy of the "Exile" spell passed through the six-armed serpent demon and struck a stone-blind barbarian behind her, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The gray-skinned blind man still looked bewildered and at a loss.

"She teleported!"

The chief priest of Casta roared, "Instant high-level teleportation!"

At this moment, within his "Eye of Truth," the original six-armed serpent demon phantom had transformed back into a physical entity.

Ivy Beatrice's "projection technique" created two clones, not one.

The Family Gathering Pavilion is one location, while the Medusa Pavilion is another.

Her true form, using the technique of "instantaneous spell ability," easily teleported back and forth between the two projections after he summoned "Phantom"!

The six Casta lizardmen guards immediately took off to charge forward, but were stopped by their leader.

"Everyone, go down into the tunnel and catch them! Watch out for Medusa's petrifying gaze!"

He roared, "This six-armed serpent demon is mine!"

Before he could finish speaking, the priest leader immediately launched a "Dimensional Anchor".