Chapter 29 Chapter 23 The Incarnation of a Warrior

Led by Pant, the three companions started the retreat.Drizzt was sure he would learn about his friends soon enough, just as he would face his evil sister again soon.Warcrazy didn't tell him much about Bruenor's situation, and Drizzt only knew that they were in the middle of a fierce battle with the enemy when Pant separated from them. The news made Drizzt quicken his pace. The vision of Verna torturing Katie cut through Drizzt's consciousness like jagged teeth, and he imagined the stubborn Bruno spitting in Verna's face, and Verna tore the Brought Bruno's skin. There are no caves in this area, and there are long and narrow tunnels everywhere, some are completely natural, and some have been processed by goblins.Now, the tunnel they were in was paved with bricks. This tunnel was long and straight, with a slight rise, and several branch roads were connected beside it.Drizzt walked in this dark tunnel for a long time, but he didn't find any shadow of the dark elf, but when the blue flames on the flash suddenly shot high, he didn't doubt the warning of this magical weapon.

Moments later, the warning becomes reality.A crossbow shot out of the darkness and pierced Regis' arm.The halfling groaned, and Drizzt turned and put him gently into the corner of a side road, then hurried back to the main tunnel.Pante had already launched a full-scale attack, he sang a rough war song, and poisoned arrows shot at him one after another, but he seemed to be unaffected. Drizzt followed, and he saw Panter rushing straight through the black hole that led to another side road, and his instinct told him that the dwarf had probably run into a trap. Moments later, Drizzt had lost all news of the battle madness, and a crossbow shot past the dwarves in the distance and hit Drizzt.He looked at his wounded forearm, feeling the searing sting of Panter's antivenom.Drizzt had considered lying there, tricking the enemy into thinking he was poisoned and showing himself.

But he couldn't leave Panter alone, and though he'd left them both just now, his danger must be imminent now. Drizzt pinned the flash behind his back and approached the black hole.A roar of anger from the front of the main tunnel, followed by a stream of dwarven swearing, told Drizzt that Panter's chosen victim was gone. Drizzt heard slow footsteps and knew that a disgruntled Panter was scouring the place.He took a deep breath, counted secretly to three, jumped over the corner, swung a flash, and bumped into a drow head-on.The dark elf fell backwards hastily, firing a crossbow bolt at the same time, and the thin point of the arrow penetrated the gap in Drizzt's armor and scratched the skin on his shoulder.Drizzt could only hope for now that Panter's potion was strong enough to counter the second dose of poison, but given the number of arrows the Warcracker had been shot in as he charged down the hallway, the drow ranger felt that was warranted.

Drizzt quickly closed in on the crossbowman, and the evil drow reached for his melee weapon.He had to deal with this drow as soon as possible. Another drow soldier came to support him. This enemy used a long sword and a dagger.The place they were in was a narrow circular cavern with another exit on the right, perhaps still connected to the main tunnel.In the fierce battle, Drizzt fended off a series of attacks from the enemy, and at the same time recorded all the details of the surrounding environment, but these did not consume much of his mind, what really involved most of his attention was standing on the other side of the cave Vierna and Jarlaxle, the mercenary captain.

"You have brought me much pain, my lost brother," Vierna screamed at him, "but the reward is more than worth my loss. Now, at last, you have returned to me." Listening to every word she yelled, Drizzt, in a daze, almost let the enemy's sword penetrate his defense, he slapped the sword away at the last moment, and then swirled downward with both knives crossed. One by one, the drow soldiers parried the attack and forced back on Drizzt. "I love watching you fight so much," Vierna smiled, "but I can't risk you being killed, not yet." She began to chant a series of spells that Drizzt knew her spells It is likely to directly affect one's own spirit.He gritted his teeth, accelerated the pace of the battle, kept thinking about the tormented Katie, and guarded his mind with intense anger.

With a roar, Vierna unleashed the spell, and a wave of energy rolled over Drizzt, attacking his body and mind at the same time, forcing him to stop and wait for capture. In the drow ranger's heart, wells up another he, a primal and murderous self.The hunter who wandered in the wilderness of the Underdark has no emotion, no mental weakness, and spells have no effect on him.His scimitar unleashed a fierce attack, oppressing the two enemies in front of him to the point of difficulty. Vierna's eyes widened in surprise, and Jarlaxle next to her snickered. "The power your Lolth gave you cannot affect me," Drizzt told her, "I deny the Spider Queen!"

"You will be offered to the Spider Queen!" Vierna yelled, and she did seem to gain the upper hand when another drow soldier entered the cave from the tunnel on the right. "Kill him!" the priest ordered, "I will sacrifice here, I can no longer tolerate the blasphemy of this refugee!" Drizzt's offensive is aggressive, and the two enemies in front of him are more retreating than advancing, but if a third drow killer joins... But that didn't happen.Another savage roar came from the tunnel on the right.Thiberdorf Panter sprinted in with his head down, bumping head-on into the surprised drow soldier, his crooked spikes cutting into the hapless elf's slender waist.His stomach was completely slit open.

Pant's strong legs kicked continuously, and finally entangled with the tortured elf, and the two fighters fell in front of the stunned Verna. Under Pante's brutal attack, Drow could only tremble powerlessly and hopelessly. Drizzt knew that he had to go to help his companions as soon as possible, Panter was definitely very dangerous in front of Verna and the mercenary captain.Flash cut down rapidly, knocking away the longswords of the two opponents. Drizzt then stepped up and slashed at the drow who had shot at him with another scimitar. He only had one longsword in his hand and was not equipped with the second one. arms.

Another drow's dagger blocked Drizzt's killing move, but Drizzt wounded the foe badly, cutting the drow soldier's cheek with a machete. Werna whipped the snake whip on Zhan Kuang's back, but saw a furious dwarf face, the snake's head circled around the steel ring, and bit into the dwarf's thick skin from the gap in the armor. Panter pulled out his helm and smashed the dying drow's face with another blow before turning his attention to his new attacker and her brutal weapon. bite! One snake head bit his shoulder, and the other two injected venom into his neck. Pant turned his body and swung his arms, but two more snake wounds appeared on his hand immediately, and his limbs became stiff immediately. He could feel his anti-venom working, but he still felt dizzy.

bite! Vierna lashed the dwarf again, and all five snakeheads landed on his face and hands.Panter looked at her for a long time, moved his lips hard, and formed a dwarven curse, and then fell on the rocky ground like a dead fish, his whole body fell into absolute rigidity, and his nerves and muscles were completely out of coordination. Vierna looked at Drizzt, her eyes blazing with hatred. "Now, those humble friends of yours are dead! My lost brother." She roared out the fact that she took for granted, and then took a step forward, holding up the snake whip, but suddenly froze in the eyelids. In front of my brother.

Your humble friends are dead! Those words turned his blood to fire and his heart to stone. Your humble friends are dead! Katie, Wulfgar, and Bruenor, all Drizzt Do'Urden's loved ones, they had all left him, all because of his inescapable lineage. He could hardly see the enemy's movements, but he knew that his scimitar blocked their every attack like an iron wall, and attacked the enemy like lightning and thunder, without any hesitation. Your humble friends are dead! He is the hunter, from the wilds of the Underdark, he has surpassed the hunter, he is the embodiment of the warrior, a warrior who fights with all his heart and soul. A sword stabbed from the right, and the scimitar cut down, causing the tip of the sword to hit the ground.Drizzt's speed far exceeded the reflexes of the evil drow.The scimitar turned upwards, wrapped around the long sword, and drove Drow back with the sword raised, and then the scimitar slashed like lightning, cutting off the triceps muscle on the back of the drow soldier's upper arm. The painful drow kept screaming, but he finally didn't drop the long sword, but it couldn't stop the scimitar from screaming back. In the blink of an eye, the leather armor broke open, and hot blood gushed out of his chest like a horse. . The scimitar pierced through the flowers like butterfly wings, reciprocated four times in the light curtain, and the last beheading knife failed because the enemy's head had already fallen into the dust. At the same time, another scimitar calmly blocked all attacks of the second enemy. Vierna gasped like the remaining soldier against Drizzt, and that soldier couldn't hold back for much longer.But Drizzt saw Jarlaxle's arm twitch through the gap left by the dead foe. Drizzt's next move was perfect and wild, the first scimitar swung, a metallic thud on the blade, and the flash slammed across the other side, knocking out the second dagger. In just one second, the five daggers were knocked open one by one by the dark elf, and he didn't even see these hidden weapons. Jarlaxle stepped back and began to circle sideways along the cave wall.From beginning to end, he had a smile on his face, as well as suspicion and fear of this enemy. Drizzt's troubles didn't end there. Werner called Rose's name and rushed forward to join the battle group.Her snake-headed whip was far more dangerous than the dead drow's single sword. ※※※※ Seeing a group of black figures silently passing by the exit of the side road where Regis was, Regis was so frightened that he tried his best to shrink into a ball.Halfling didn't relax until the team had passed, and he crawled closer to the exit of the side road, trying to use his infrared vision eyes to see if these creatures were evil dark elves. Gleaming red eyes told him that a sixth soldier had followed the first. Screaming, Regis scrambled back, grabbing a stone with his chubby little hands. Although the opponent might be a powerful drow, this poor weapon was all he could find. The dark elf carefully inspected the halfling and the tunnel beside him, and walked in cautiously. When he realized Regis' helplessness, the corners of his mouth slowly twisted upwards. "Hurt?" he asked in Common. It took Regis a while to catch the thick and unfamiliar accent.He held up the stone to the drow who entered, but the dark elf crouched lazily beside Regis.In one hand he held a fearsome longsword.The other hand held a dagger. Drow threw his head back and laughed, "Are you going to beat me with this egg?" He stretched out his arms, exposing his chest to Regis, "Hit me, little halfling, before my dagger cuts your Before the throat, let me have a little fun." Regis slapped the stone tremblingly, as if to grant the drow's request, but his other hand also shot forward, still holding the gem-encrusted dagger dropped by Artemis Entreri. The snow blade pierced the delicate chain mail and sank deep into the dark elf's soft skin. The gemstone behind the deadly blade shone brightly, as if the weapon was also excited by the blood it licked. The easy success had Regis blinking in wonder, as if his foe wasn't wearing chain mail but a thin layer of parchment.A surge of energy poured through the dagger into the halfling's arm, causing him to almost let go of the dagger's handle.Drow struggled to fight back, and if he could wield any of the weapons in his hands, Regis would surely die. But for some reason, Drow didn't and couldn't make any more moves.His eyes were still wide open in shock, and the black body twitched intermittently. Regis felt as if his life energy was being sucked out of his body, and what was presented in front of the halfling was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Frightened look.The halfling was so frightened that he was dumbfounded. Greater energy poured into the halfling's arms. He heard the sound of the sword and dagger falling on the stone floor, and thought of the old stories his father had told him about the terrifying night creatures.He felt as if he was a vampire drinking blood, and an evil warmth filled his body. His wounds are healed! The drow's body fell limply on the ground without a sound, Regis stared blankly at the magic dagger, shivering several times, flashing back and forth in his mind the many times that the dagger almost penetrated his flesh and blood. ※※※※ The two drow walked quietly and quickly through the spiral tunnel, approaching where Werna and Jarlaxle were.They were sure they had left the ferocious dwarf far behind, but they didn't know that Panter had already found Verna in a short cut. Little did they know that another dwarf had also entered the tunnel, a dwarf whose red beard and red eyes announced death to all who encountered him. The dark elf turned a corner and walked towards the cave next to the main tunnel.A few paces ahead, they saw a stout figure of a dwarf, and the dwarf saw them too, and was charging furiously at them. The three enemies collided in chaos, and Bruenor launched a fierce shield attack.With the other hand he swung his toothless tomahawk violently. "You killed my child!" The dwarf roared again and again. Although the two drows did not understand the common language, they could clearly see the dwarf's fury.A drow stood firm, the longsword in his hand passed over the heraldic shield, and stabbed the dwarf in the shoulder, causing a wound that would knock the entire arm off. Even when Bruno knew he was hurt, he never showed it. "My boy!" he growled, smashing the other drow's longsword with the axe, but the drow's second sword struck the dwarf again.Bruno took the blow without flinching, pure murder on his mind now. The tomahawk slashed at the legs of a drow, and the drow jumped up to avoid it, but the tomahawk suddenly turned back and slashed back. The drow who had just landed hurriedly jumped up again, but Bruno moved much faster, doing his best. The ax sliced ​​through Drow's ankle, amputating his feet. Another dark elf rushed to cover his wounded companion, and his long sword swept across, cutting Bruno's eyeball. Bruno ignored the severe pain again and ran into the dark elf. "My boy!" he yelled again, snapping the flustered drow's spine with all his might. Bruenor raised his shield just in time to block the drow's dying blade, and the unbalanced dwarf staggered back, and it took several attempts to pull the ax blade out of the enemy's body. ※※※※ Each snake head seemed to have an independent will, and they attacked Drizzt from different angles in succession, their fangs constantly cutting into the drow ranger's skin.Seeing Werna's frenzied attack, the drow soldiers hastily stepped up their attacks, brandishing their swords and daggers desperately. If he can kill Drizzt, he will win the priest's favor and gain the glory of the Queen of the Spider God . Facing the stormy attack, Drizzt remained calm.Whether it's blocking or dodging, his feet and knives maintain full coordination, and he always maintains a distance from the enemy, especially Verna. But he knew that he was in big trouble. Jarlaxle, the cunning mercenary captain, had already gone around behind him and found a gap that would not hurt Werna and the drow soldiers.Drizzt waited for another series of flying daggers, and he really didn't know how to dodge these daggers with Werner's full attention. His fear was suddenly redoubled as he caught a glimpse of the hand the mercenary captain was pointing at him holding not a dagger but a staff. "What a pity, Drizzt Do'Urden," said the mercenary master. "I would have traded many lives for a warrior like you." He began to chant incantations in the language of the drow.Drizzt tried to move aside, but Vierna and the drow soldiers held him back. A bolt of lightning flashed through the darkness, stabbing at Drizzt.However, when the mercenary captain yelled the last incantation, a black shadow rushed to the drow ranger's back. Guenhwyva had withstood all the incoming magical energy, and the lightning hadn't yet exploded.It sank into the black magical body.The panther turned over and rushed towards the frightened mercenary captain, pressing him to the ground. The sudden flash of light and the sudden appearance of Guenhwyvar did not bother the experienced Drizzt, nor did it affect the murderous Vierna.Only the drow soldiers blinked under the strong light. The drow soldier opened his eyes again, and saw the gleaming handle of the knife, and the blade of the blue flame had already sunk into his heart. ※※※※ The flash of lightning lasted less than a second, and the main tunnel outside the cave received even less illumination.But in this less than a second, Catti-brie, who was crouching in the distance and observing Guenhiffa's actions, had already seen the dark elf army composed of thin figures approaching her. She shot a silver arrow into the air, using the silver light from the arrow body to determine the specific location of the dark elf.From the corner of the arrow's tail, one can also see the word "cold" on the face of the young woman who has suffered so much.She rose to her feet and followed her foe, snapping her second arrow at the same time. Vengeance for Wulfgar took hold of all her thoughts, and she was no longer afraid, not even flinching when she heard the sound of the ballista ricocheting, before the two bolts plunged into her body. Another arrow pierced through the air, and the silver light pierced a drow's shoulder, bringing him down to the ground again.Before the silver trail in the air faded, Katie shot a third arrow. This arrow screamed like a wight, and hit the processed stone wall of the tunnel. The young woman walked on, knowing that the dark elf could see her every move, and she could only see the dark elf's vague outline through the light trail of the flying arrow. Driven by her intuition, she shot an arrow upwards. Seeing the brains and blood bursting in the air, as well as the black dead bodies still hanging high, she laughed fiercely. Kitty shot the next arrow, but didn't see a gleam of light. Only then did she realize that the dark elf had cast a dark enchantment around her.How stupid!Although she couldn't see them now, they couldn't see her either. But she still quickly ran out of the barrier, fired another arrow, and killed another enemy. A crossbow bolt hit her cheek, leaving a deep gash in her jawbone. Kitty gritted her teeth and drew the divine bow again. She saw two pairs of red eyes approaching her quickly. They had obviously drawn their swords and started to charge.The young woman took aim at the center of one of the pair of red dots. A mass of darkness fell in front of her. The young woman felt a burst of fear at this moment, but she forcibly restrained her churning heart, and the expression on her face did not change a bit.She knew that she had only a very short time to use before the drow's sword penetrated her body.She recalled where she had last seen the enemy, and shot an arrow at that angle. She hitched a second arrow, heard a slight scraping sound ahead, turned to the left again, and shot there, then shot a third and a fourth arrow entirely by instinct, hoping at least to Damages and delays charging dark elves.She fell to the ground and fired another arrow. The silver arrow disappeared into the darkness, and she couldn't help shivering. The arrow obviously missed the target. Intuition helped Katie again.She rolled on her back and shot an arrow upward, and there was a muffled bang followed by a piercing crack, and a floating drow was pinned to the ceiling.Large pieces of gravel fell one after another, and Katie hurriedly covered her head and face. For a long time she curled up on the ground, waiting for the crumbling roof to bury her, waiting for the dark elves to chop her to pieces. ※※※※ The attack frequency of his long sword was much higher than that of the heavy dwarven axe, but the drow who was alone knew that he could not defeat Bruenor, and this furious enemy was simply not something he could resist.Using his innate magical ability, he cast a blue flame without damage on Bruno, making the dwarf's movements more obvious and allowing the drow to observe the enemy more easily. Bruno didn't flinch in the slightest. The drow made a straight stab, forcing the dwarf to step back, and then he turned and fled, trying to put some distance between the enemy and cast the dark ward. Instead of chasing the striding drow, Bruenor held the handle of the ax with both hands and raised the ax above his head. "My boy!" cried the dwarf, unleashing all his fury, and swung the ax with all his strength.This is a charge that will never turn back, and it is the crazy outbreak of the father who lost his child.Bruenor's ax was nothing like Wulfgar's Aegis-fang.Can be returned to the master's hand, if the throw misses the target... The ax blade bit Drow just as he was about to turn into a side road, and the big ax cut into his back, bringing his body into the stone ledge around the corner.Drow twisted a few times on the ground, desperately looking for his long sword and the air around him. As his hand approached the hilt, a dwarven boot stepped on it, and the sole swiveled slightly, crushing five slender fingers. Bruenor looked at the upturned ax handle and the blood gushing out along the sides of the ax blade, "You are dead." He told the dark elf the cold answer, and at the same time tore open his wound and pulled out the battle axe. Drow heard the words, but he didn't understand what it meant, for his mind was racing with his blood. ※※※※ Werna didn't show any sympathy for the dead subordinates, nor did she pay attention to the rapid changes in the battle situation.Every time she sees her sister, Drizzt can't help but feel a tumbling in his heart. The hatred carefully cultivated by the Spider God Queen has been deeply rooted in her heart, and what fills her face is the hatred that overwhelms all reason, perception and conscience. . When Verna told him the bad news of his friends.Drizzt never let his mixed emotions affect his swordplay.He kept chopping off the heads of the snakes, but didn't appear to have done them any serious damage. A snake's head bit his arm, and Drizzt felt a numb tingle as he swung the scimitar in his other hand and severed the snake's head. The movement left his flanks open, a second snake head bit his shoulder, and a third dug its fangs into his cheek. The Ranger swiped with his backhand, cut off the snake head closest to the blade, and drove away the attacks of other snake heads. There were only three snake heads left on Vierna's whip, but Drizzt's attack also made him unsteady on his feet. He took a few steps back, leaned against the stone wall near the entrance of the cave, and glanced sideways. Shoulder.The severed snake head was still nailed to his shoulder, and the poisonous fangs were deeply buried in the flesh, looking weird and terrifying. Tamari's familiar silver light suddenly flickered in the corner of Drizzt's eyes.It's Katie.Guenhwyvar was here; Katie was fighting in the tunnel; and from the tunnel to the right of the hole, Drizzt could clearly hear Bruenor's roar. "my child!" "You said they were dead." Drizzt steadied himself against the wall. "They don't matter!" Verna yelled at him, but she was also clearly confused by this. "Only you matter, and I only care about the glory that your death brings me!" She rushed to the injured man. younger brother, the three-headed snake whip lashed out. With his friends, Drizzt found his strength again, and they fought hard, and they needed his victory. Facing the protruding snake's head, Drizzt didn't slash or sweep, but let them bite straight to his body.Two more snake heads tasted his flesh and blood, and the third poisonous snake was chopped off by the flash, leaving only the broken snake body still twisting and turning crazily. Drizzt kicked off the stone wall and rushed towards the stunned Verna. The ranger's twin blades cut quickly and powerfully, and the target never left Verna's snake whip.Although he felt more than once that he had the opportunity to penetrate into his sister's defense and directly attack her body. Another snake head fell to the ground. Verna raised the tattered snake whip, but was cut deeply into her forearm by a machete.The evil weapon flew out, and the churning black snake immediately turned into a lifeless belt as soon as it left the priest's grasp. There was a "hissing" sound between Werna's lips, and her ten fingers kept closing and opening in the void.In Drizzt's eyes, she seemed to have turned into a monster. Drizzt didn't strike right away, nor did he need to.The gleaming sharp point was already within inches of Werna's defenseless chest. Werna's hand suddenly retracted to the belt, where two nail-headed staffs were inserted, and the staffs were engraved with confusing and complicated spider web runes.Drizzt was well aware of the power of these weapons, having seen Vierna's skill with them when he was still in Menzoberranzan. "Stop." He ordered his reckless sister. "We were all trained by Zaknafein," Verna reminded Drizzt, hearing his father's name, Drow Ranger was obviously stimulated to a considerable extent, "Are you afraid to compete with me what he taught us? ?” "We are all descendants of Zaknafein," Drizzt knocked Verna's hands away with a blazing flash, "don't add shame to him any more. Sister, you can choose a better path. There is beauty that you don't know about." Verna responded to his advice with mocking guffaws, a priest of Lolth who thought he could change her? "Don't do this!" Drizzt emphasized to Verna who reached for the weapon again. Verna's hands didn't stop.The flash pierced her chest, pierced her heart, and the blood-red blade poked out of her back. Drizzt held her arm tightly, supporting Werna with limp legs. They stared at each other until Verna slowly fell to the ground.Anger and greed had left her body, leaving only peace—a quality that would almost never exist in a drow. "I'm sorry." Drizzt's lips moved for a long time.Just said such a sentence.