readx;?“ When people think I'm not going to do anything," Kelce said to herself, "it's a good time for me to do whatever I want." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

She knew that some priests were sent by the senior priest to ask for pregnant women, or young girls, and that this constant and frenzied slaughter was more like some kind of celebration or curse than sacrifice, but Kelsey didn't care about that, as the daughter of the red dragon, although she didn't like the head priest, she still had the little power to change the person for one or two tasks- And among this group of young priests, Kelce is certainly hated for her absurd and cruel behavior, but there are still countless people who wish to serve her if she wants to.

She knew how to make people sad, and since the priest would risk his life to protect the deformed beast slaves, he would not be indifferent to the fate of the Tiran slaves, and the pain and humiliation of powerlessness would occupy his mind, at least for a short time, and it would be difficult for him not to be affected by them.

The Red Dragon's eyes shone brightly, the corners of her mouth curved strangely upward, and wherever she passed, priests and apprentices retreated to their sides and bowed, but Kelce didn't pay any attention to them, she walked lightly all the way to the bottom of the "hive", and floated on tiptoe, with a black bloodstain - Her handmaidens greeted her on the platform, unhappy with her actions, but as they had done before, they had no power to stop or warn her, and they might have been able to tell the Priest of the Lord, but the Priest would not stop Kelce from throwing them into the eternally hot lava below.

Adel smelled a strong smell of blood, and then saw Kelth, blood running and crumbling on her body, but from the look on the dragonborn's face it was clear that she hadn't been through a battle, or had been injured for some other reason, Adel frowned in disgust, it was all the blood of the victim. He could only hope that what they needed now was pregnant women, not girls, so that those unfortunate sacrifices might survive for a few months, and he didn't know if it would be torture or hope for them, but as long as they lived, there was always a slim possibility or two.

"Looks like you're ready. Kelsen said, "But you'll have to wait a little longer." "She needed to wash away the blood of the sacrifice, the blood of the women was sticky and dirty, making her sick.

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Adel lay quietly on the bed that looked like a smaller altar, it was obsidian, covered with mythril, with runes inscribed on the four corners, and the four paws of pure gold, and on both sides of it, like the altar, there were deep blood grooves, and, as far as he could see, the floor and walls of the room were also intricately carved with patterns and words, and at the end of his line of sight was a statue of the god Gredy— A beautiful woman with a bulging belly that almost reached the ground, her body and face were ivory, glowing milky, and the jewels she wore sparkled like stars, Adel couldn't tell the texture of her golden eyes, but wherever he looked at it, he could feel the statue looking at him intently.

The collapse was not a collapse, this realization made him a little relieved, when he was attacked from behind, and collapsed, he saw the collapse waiting outside the courtyard was changing, his body suddenly elongated like glue, and his facial features became blurred, his limbs became thinner, and his fingers fell on his knees, and the knees bent strangely, although only for a moment, the priest of Rosada also knew that he had been attacked by a shapeshifter- He transforms into a crumbling form, takes himself to a place where there are not so many eyes and ears, and then knocks himself down and brings himself here.

The men had a good grasp of Kelse's psychology, and Adel didn't know how Kelce would feel knowing that her every move had fallen into the predictions of others - if what they said was right, then he should now be in Gredi's sanctuary, where Gredy's priests lived, and this was the most reassuring little nest for Kelse, and the rest of the world would only make her feel anxious, let alone savor the delicacies of her prey...... And she's so cowardly, and though on the surface, Kelce has always been a symbol of death and terror, but she's a stupid gerbil at heart. She didn't even dare to confront the succubus Ferek Hill who remained in Cremar's chamber, she had asked and looked up the name, but like every demon and devil, it was an ambiguous variant, it was recognized by magic, but only the mage or warlock who had summoned the succubus could match the name to herself, and it had no effect on anyone who had not.

But this succubus can make the gray robe who occupies a top room on the Warlock Tower forever bow his head, Kelce does not think that Cremar can make the necromancer who has been in Grenada intermittently for hundreds of years submit, so it can only be said that he was tempted or intimidated by the succubus, she considered whether she should summon more ministers under her skirt to tempt, but unfortunately, the succubus already knew her name- People called her the daughter of the red dragon, and Kelce was proud of it, but only she knew that it wasn't, and she couldn't tear through that thin barrier for a chance she could get later, if, she said, if people knew that she wasn't the darling of the red dragon, but its shame......

She even deeply regretted that she could not have gotten help and protection from him, given that she had ignorantly mocked her father.

But Kelce didn't want to give up, the feeling of failure was just too bad, she needed to redeem it, she needed comfort.

The priest of Rosada moved his fingers slightly, and found that they could not use even a trace of strength, his clothes were confiscated along with the scrolls and potions, his body was thoroughly cleaned, and even the emptiness inside his body could be felt, the emptiness that only after a long time of hunger, it might be a spell, lest the tortured person vomit or become incontinent, and then spoil Kelse's interest.

The maids checked Adele's physical condition for the last time and left, leaving only Kelce and Adel in the room, a human and a dragonborn facing each other unabashedly like a fetus, after a careful look, the daughter of the red dragon showed a greedy look, Ostar was right, Adele's face and age were not to Kelth's liking, but he was the person Cremar cared about was already the biggest weight, Kelce put her finger on his chest, this priest was not as shriveled or obese as the goods she had purchased beforeWith solid muscles and strong bones like a warrior, his skin was smoother and more delicate than his branded face, and the pale gold that dragons and dragonborns loved, Kelses knelt on the bed like a beast according to his gift, the sharp teeth of the red dragon peeking out of his lips, and the scarlet tongue reaching out into the air, licking the scent of the air like a viper.

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Kels's maids waited outside the door, and they had to clean up the wreckage and bloodstains that followed. One of the maids suddenly smiled and waved her finger at the other, "What do you think......" she said in silence, "Could that priest be one of the succubi's prey?"

"If so," replied the other maid in silence, "it would be interesting." ”

"I don't think so," said the third maid, "Kelce is still very cautious about the succubus." The smile she smiled as she gestured suggests that caution can be replaced by fear.

"She's just trying to upset her brother," said the first maid, holding up her hands, "but all she did was kill some slaves." ”

"Maybe it's just for the venerable 'mother,'" the third maid curled her little finger, "that black-haired highness is now the darling of 'mother' after all." ”

But they only glanced at each other, and it was clear that the statement was so false that it would make a Grenada vomit.

The maids who had started the "conversation" first raised their hands again, wanting to continue the conversation between them, but a sharp shout broke the silence between them, and the maids looked puzzled, but they immediately sensed that something was wrong, the sound was coming from the room, and Kelse's room, like the other high-ranking priests, could be insulated from sound, and now they could hear the shouting, indicating that the constant spell used for soundproofing in the room had been broken.

One of the handmaidens immediately threw a long-prepared magic on her companion, and after the dragonborn's power was strengthened by the magic, the handmaiden who received the magic slammed straight open the door of the refined bronze, and the suffocating darkness and cold rushed to her face, and the anxious chains writhed in the air, grabbing the maid's neck and lifting her high, while her companion chanted loudly, and the black mist used to shield the light was immediately dispelled, revealing a terrible chaos: "It's the Chain Demon!" A handmaiden screamed, "No, it's a coward!" The other handmaiden corrected that the cowardly demon was one of the demons, small in size, only about four feet tall, but this cowardly demon crouched on the shoulder of the other demon, it was a Flo, with tumors growing on its limbs and fleshy wings on its back, Kelth's dwelling was tall enough, but it still seemed to be unable to really stand up, its knees were bent, its claws swept by, and it was caught off guard, and a maid was hooked by the barbs on its claws, and hung up, she struggled to cast her magic, but Flomo's abdomen suddenly appeared with a large mouth with shark-like cascading teeth, and violently bit off half of her head。

The only remaining maid searched for Kels, and she found the familiar face in the light of the burst of magic runes, but she wasn't prepared to help Kelce out of her current predicament— In addition to one Flo, there were two or three demon hunting spiders surrounding her, their chelicerae constantly snapping in the air, eager to chew fresh flesh, the ground was covered with sticky white silk, Kyles's legs were almost entangled, she was still able to hold on because this was her lair, and the sudden burst of protective spells bought her a little time to erect her own barrier, but it didn't last long.

She didn't need to hold out for long, the maid thought, this was Gredy's sanctuary, and there was a priest in every "hive", and she didn't hesitate to flee, not ready to give her life for her master, and if things could get Kelse's life away, then she could explain that she was looking for more people to save her. Although she still wished that Kelses was dead like this, there were no more high-ranking priests in this huge hive, but there were only a handful of stingy and crazy characters like Kels, and think about it, even the high-ranking priests who were generous and kind (compared to Kelse) could hardly get help from their apprentices and disciples when they were in danger, let alone that she was just a small handmaiden.

But a pair of pitch-black chelicerae hung upside down from the air, like a sharp pair of scissors, and in a single blow they cut off the maid's waist, and her shouts were obliterated into the hideous mouthparts, and the lower half of her body could still run forward several steps until it hit the wall.

Kelce sang in despair, a feeling she had given to others before, but now she had received it herself, what a terrible taste—every moment was so long and so short, her back against the wall, but the silk rolled up her chest like a tidal wave, and she looked at her prey with a fierce gaze like a flaming fire, a weak and incompetent human being— He is the priest of Rosada, and even if he does not fall, in Grenada, the power bestowed by the god of morning light will be reduced by the suppression of the red dragon Gredi, but he is only a tool.

The tattoo hidden under the skin was completely revealed, it was a portal, and a bad demon was trying to get out of the door, that is, Adelle's chest, its claws leaving the priest's body covered in bloody wounds, and he didn't seem to care. (To be continued.) )