After explaining the precautions, under my order, the team finally officially stepped into the isolated brood and began to carry out the rescue operation represented by the elven messenger.

In addition to the elven envoys participating in the mission this time, there are me, Cyno, and a small number of skeleton soldiers on the side of the Demon King City.

It's not that I'm stingy with additional manpower, it's mainly that the habit of killing tentacles regardless of male or female race is too frenzied, and in order to avoid innocent victims, in the end, only skeleton soldiers with tentacles that have nothing to do with them are finally dispatched.

As for the reason why Cyno came along, on the one hand, it was to serve as my attaché, and on the other hand, because the undead aura on her body was so strong that she didn't even dare to approach the tentacles in the depths of the brood, which could effectively scare off the tentacles who tried to attack the team, otherwise this trip might be able to rescue the elven envoy Representative, but the entire elven envoy group would have to be reduced by at least one-third.

I think some people may wonder why I am acting like a great enemy now, even though the people of Demon King City will enter the brood from time to time to relieve stress.

The answer is simple, the reason is that the closer you get to the core of the brood, the more aggressive the tentacles become, and unlike the gentle tentacles at the entrance, which at most push a person up the clouds and then wave their sleeves and leave decisively, the tentacles behind the middle of the brood will pack up the prey and take it away.

Where do you take it?

In fact, the middle and latter sections of the brood are specially used to house prisoners with heavy sentences or life sentences, after all, as long as the people who commit this kind of thing are verified that they are not unjust, they are all scum who do not think that their actions are at fault, but they are all wasted and wasted public funds in prison, so they are all thrown into the brood, which is used as waste to extract surplus economic value.

If there are no accidents, our team will also pass by the special place where prisoners are held later, so let's explain it in detail at that time.

There was nothing to say all the way, even if there was Cyno, the headless horseman, to suppress the formation, but the expressions of the members of the elven envoy were still solemn, and it was natural to imagine in their shoes, and I believe that anyone who had seen Starxia's live performance would be eager to lift their spirits when they were in the brood.

However, it was their own doing, and I was kind enough to provide them with free anal plugs and mouth balls for self-defense before entering the brood, but the members of the Elven Envoys ended up being as scared as they are now, and no one wanted to equip the aforementioned armor.

Well, in fact, I can't understand the reason why they refused, and now I can only hope that this rescue operation will be safe, if it follows Cyno closely, it would be fine, but if it is beyond the scope of Cyno's pressure, the consequences can be imagined.

After walking for nearly half an hour, the team finally arrived at the first relay point in the brood, leaving nothing else, but this place was the only place that was absolutely safe, and there was no need to worry about a sudden attack by tentacles.

Looking at the employees of the Demon King City who were running around, after the disappearance of the representative of the elven messenger, the serious elf who had vaguely become the second person in the team asked me, "Lord Xu Mo, what are these people busy with?"

"You also know that the main products launched by our forces are processed with tentacles, and this is the unloading point, every morning and afternoon, the tentacles cultivated from the middle of the brood and the core will be sent here for inventory, and then sent to the processing department after being confirmed."

"Understood, but why are all these employees mainly orcs?" Following an employee with a big furry tail, the serious elf asked again.

"No, that's not a tail." I shrugged my shoulders, "Didn't you just watch it a while ago? This is an anal plug to prevent being attacked by tentacles."

The Serious Elf was confused, "Then why did you design it like an orc's tail?"

"It's called fashion, after all, bare stuffed with ugly stuffs." I shook my head, this guy must not have any female popularity in the territory of the Elven Entente Union.

Looking at the woman in front of him, the elf who had watched the live performance of the tentacles of the Great War of Stasya's battle seemed to think of something, and his face turned red: "But, but in addition to the mouth in the back, don't women have more holes?"

Although I stammered as I spoke, I had already seen through the sullen nature of the young elf, and the rest of the elven envoys had distanced themselves from him.

The sullen elf didn't lower her voice when she said this, so a female employee passing by couldn't help but stop, gave the other party a roll of the eye, and muttered, "Fool, can't you wear a chastity belt if you have some bad thoughts in your head?"

After speaking, the sullen elf immediately made a sudden appearance.

"It's time for the rest to come to an end, and we're going to really step into the danger zone, and then everyone should follow our self-propelled tentacles to clear the minesweeper." With that, I patted Cyno on the shoulder and whispered in her ear, "If that dead man is taken away, there is no need to save him."

Cyno shuddered suddenly, his breathing became slightly rapid, and he stretched out an index finger and said, "Lord Demon King, please say it again."

I rolled my eyes, this guy is sick again, but fortunately, it seems that it has just been replenished a few days ago, this time the loss of control is not serious, and after a while, Cyno returned to the appearance of a qualified guard, compared to Diana, a paladin from the wilderness, Cyno obviously has a more formal education in guards, at least in a state of non-illness, even if she is moved to be the king's Praetorian Guard, it will not be abrupt.

"Lord Demon King, if you don't like this person, do you need subordinates ......?" As if he had a split personality, Cyno, who was still exuding a dangerous aura on another level just now, returned to his serious appearance in the blink of an eye, and at the same time lowered his voice and aimed at the elf with a serious face with an unkind look.

I believe that if no one else is present, she will definitely make a neck cutting gesture.

Compared to the others, this action is at most a simple demonstration, but Cyno has the nickname of the decapitator, and if she nods, she will really cut off the head of the serious elf as if she were gesticulating.

"You don't need to deliberately target, just let it be." I'll add a sentence just to be on the safe side.

"My subordinates understood." Cyno bowed down, and although he didn't plan to do anything on his face, in my eyes when I took off the blindfold, I clearly noticed that the coercive aura that had shrouded the elven envoys had strangely bypassed the serious elves.

Hawkers, I'm pretending not to notice this, but I'm just slapping my mouth. (To be continued.) )