While the Drow warriors were being held back by the summoned creatures, Martin completed another spell: the fifth-level magic to summon a thunderstorm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He watched as the Drow priest recovered with the help of healing spells, and was even casting spells to prepare for support. So Martin generously gave her the first attack of the thunderstorm. She was convulsed by the electricity again and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that the attack had knocked his companion down again, the drow mage couldn't hold back any longer, and he cast a disenchantment spell on the darkness caused by the magic.

As an invisible magical force surged by, a large area of darkness disappeared in an instant. After all, it is the darkness created by magic, and if you encounter the third-level spell of disarming magic, it will naturally be completely removed.

The exposed Martin moved towards the dark enchantment space that had not yet been dispelled, while maintaining the spell. And before Martin could smash the next bolt of lightning on Drow, Drow had already pulled out a staff and swung it.

The magic stored in the staff is a powerful dissociation technique, and it is instantaneous. As a result, Drow Mages have the confidence to kill their opponents before they can cast a spell, or at least inflict heavy damage on them. As he swung his staff, a sneer appeared on the corner of Drow's mouth. As a low-level mage, he was not capable of performing dissociation at all. It was entirely thanks to this precious magical item that he could enjoy the thrill of bombarding his enemies with dissociation.

But the next moment, it wasn't Martin who was hit by a thin green ray, but the green ray flew straight towards the Drow mage holding the staff. Drow's expression froze in that moment of sneering, and then his entire body collapsed, turning into a handful of ashes.

It was Suwu who made the hell. She felt that she should take the opportunity to cut off one of her hostile sisters. So, at her behest, the head wizard of the family made a hand on the staff. When dissociation is activated, the dissociation ray will not only not fire at the enemy, but will instead kill the wand user. In this case, if Nadren's team encounters a huge threat and needs to use the power of that staff, then the instant loss of the mage's blow may push the entire team to destruction.

And now here at Martin, that's exactly what happened. Martin had been ready to take a hard shot, but now he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, with a light-hearted attitude, he slammed the lightning towards the drow warrior's head.

By the time they had done so, the skilled Drow had disemboweled the Fire Demon Bat with their scimitars, and the Purgatory Dinosaurus had been severely wounded by their maces. Only the Chaos Beast still retains its combat effectiveness, and in fact it fights quite well.

This monster from the Sea of Chaos, constantly changing shapes, is terrifying. Claws, claws, tentacles, and spikes sprang out of its formless body, attacking the Drow warriors in turn. And the two unlucky ones who were hit were already showing signs of being cursed: parts of their bodies began to soften, even deformed.

When the drow were completely tripped up by the monsters, deadly lightning strikes fell again and again, as if by name. As their companions fell, the two remaining Drow warriors fell into despair: they could not destroy the monster that stumbled them in a short period of time. Even more powerless to attack that terrible spellcaster. Facing them will only be a dead end!

In this case, the Drow warriors faltered, and one of the Drow warriors jumped backwards and shouted in the lame surface language: Surrender!

It was merely a struggle in despair, and the Drow warriors themselves did not expect the other side to accept surrender. But to their surprise, the monster's attack paused, and the deadly lightning did not fall.

"Lay down your arms!" Martin ordered.

His orders were swiftly executed. The Drow warriors hurriedly threw out their weapons as if they had fire on them and would burn them.

"Take off all your equipment, including all your clothing, and throw them on the ground!" Martin continued. Admittedly, this feeling of commanding others is very cool. Of course, it would probably be more enjoyable if there were not two male warriors in front of you, but a beautiful woman.

Such an order was immediately executed. The two striped Drow warriors stood there, without the slightest sense of shame - judging from the ** graduation ceremony of the Drow Academy, Drow probably didn't have much shame.

Martin then instructed his animal companion, the clever chimpanzee, to search for the two drows. And they're quite cooperative.

Zari swaggered over and looked at them with a mocking expression. The two drows lowered their eyelids in a hurry, not daring to make eye contact with the prey they were supposed to hunt.

"Well, she's still alive. Zari keenly noticed the Drow priestess twitching as she was prostrate on the ground. So he reported it to Martin.

"You should search her too. Martin instructed.

His instructions were immediately carried out as orders. Through this fight, Zarie fully realized how powerful Martin is. She couldn't help but rejoice that Martin had chosen to capture her alive. Otherwise, with Martin's combat power, it would have been easy to kill her with a powerful divine skill.

Naturally, Zari was extremely familiar with Drow's clothing and equipment, and in a few clicks, the female priest who was slumped on the ground was stripped naked by her, revealing a very attractive carcass.

As it turns out, Zari is a guy who is extremely familiar with searching for captives and dealing with what happens next. In a few moments, the search was over, and the three captives were stripped naked and tied to the tree with ropes. As Zali said, freezing for a while can't freeze them.

And after Martin's divine healing, the Drow priestess Nadrun, who was now able to support her, raised her head and looked at Martin and Zari with a resentful look. Zali, on the other hand, teased her with a small wooden stick like a child teasing an animal through a cage.

"What are you going to do with them? If you sell them, this one should sell for a lot of money on the surface." You know, even among our drow, she is also a beautiful woman, you look at this, how upright. Zari said with a stick on the top of the chest of the Drow priestess Nadrun. That's right, such a beautiful Drow slave girl can indeed be sold on the surface for a large price. Drow slave girls are definitely a scarce resource in the surface world. As a drow, Zari has no sympathy for her compatriots who are enemies of her. Hence the suggestion.

"Well, how is she?" asked Martin.

"She's, even among the drows, they think she's too cruel. "I thought that if I were captured, I wouldn't fall into her hands." She's so good at torturing people!"

"Speaking of which, have you ever heard of the term "self?" said Martin suddenly.

Zari and Natasha shook their heads together. One of them is a wanderer in the underground world, and the other is an uneducated nomad, so naturally they have never heard of the term "self".

"The id, the superego, the ego......" Martin explained in a deep voice, like a teacher in a school giving a lecture to a student, "the personality is made up of these three. It has been said that man was formed by the mixture of the souls of gods and beasts at the same time, and that the two sides were fiercely opposed to each other, making us human beings, not gods or beasts. And the superego is the part of the gods. It is an acquired form and comes from the education we receive. For example," Martin pointed to Natasha, "even if you hate someone from your tribe, you can't kill him easily, can you? It's suppressing you, suppressing your true self. ”

"So, my desire to kill the person I hate is my own self?" Natasha replied quickly. Although she doesn't have much culture, she is definitely not stupid.

"You can say that. The so-called self is the truest self, the unrestrained me. It is desperate to seek satisfaction. So, it's a source of instinct and impulse. Yes, it's anger, hunger, and sexuality. The id, which is the primitive desire of man, is irrational, it is unconscious, it is naked! It is the source of all human behaviors! The self is the psychological demand that comes from the source of life. ”

"But we can't do what we are, can we? Just like I can't easily kill that guy I hate, because of the rules of the tribe that bind me. Natasha was smart and picked up right away.

"That's right," Martin said with an approving smile. "The superego, that is, something shaped by the outside world, is a kind of cultural unconscious, which is the result of the internalization of social norms, ethics, values, etc., in the psychological structure of people. It's suppressing the ego and keeping us from doing what we want. The superego fights fiercely with the id, and the ego is formed. The ego, on the one hand, satisfies our desires, and on the other hand, it restrains us from going too far. Of course, the battle between the superego and the ego is not always evenly matched. Sometimes, for example, the ego suddenly prevails, and there are incidents of occasional homicide or sexual violence. ”

"But what do you mean by these things?" asked Zali, puzzled.

"If the ego is suppressed by the superego for a long time and is not released, people will have psychological problems, and even evolve into mental illness. It's like tempting you every day with something you like so much, but suppressing you so much that you don't get it. Therefore, when necessary, it is beneficial for physical and mental health to let the ego break out of the shackles of the superego and have a complete release. Martin said.

"......" Zali vaguely guessed something.

"So, I'm just going to release my self now!" Martin said as he pulled a small bottle of potion from his almost omnipotent space pouch. It can make people abandon the restraint of the superego and release those repressed instincts, desires and impulses! It's truly an amazing masterpiece," Martin stroked the little bottle, "its inventor is called Jekyll, a medical doctor of repute, and hehe, no one has linked to him what he did after drinking this potion." Those were two completely different people. ”

As he spoke, Martin drank down the vial. Then he bowed his head.

After a moment, just as Natasha and Zari were a little worried and wanted to step forward, Martin suddenly raised his head.

What kind of face was that, the facial features were almost completely deformed. The word "desire" is as obvious as if it were engraved on that face. And the exhaled breath almost made you want to scream and run away.

As for the look in the past, not to mention. Even Natasha, a battle-hardened nomadic warrior, and Zali, a drow wanderer who has been roaming the ground for many years, have more than once killed intelligent beings with their own hands, and have seen all kinds of brutality. After seeing the eyes that almost spewed out lust, they had to be scared, and involuntarily touched their hands to the weapon. It was the fear that was engraved in their instincts.

Martin, on the other hand, is remorseful. The potion didn't ruin his memory. He clearly remembered the scene when he captured the female paladin Liucrexia. At this moment, all his warmth for Liukrisa was gone. All that remains is naked sexual desire. He regretted why he had lost such a good opportunity when the female paladin Liukrisia was his captive and could let him do whatever he wanted. If Liucretia appeared in front of him without the ability to resist now, he would inevitably pounce on him, tear off his clothes, and soothe his hungry and thirsty soul like fire with his soft and white body. He would tie her hands firmly and hang her from the tree. He would pounce on her, pinch her sensitive parts, and even bite her. As long as there is a means to vent desires, it will be used in all its places. No matter how brutal those methods may be. Yes, he will not pity the body that is crushed under him at all, he will only want to be able to release his desires like a volcanic eruption.

However, now Lyukrisia is not there.

Still, there was a female captive tied there. It was Nadrun, the Drow priestess. Right now, she was tied up naked, and her beautiful figure was in full view. And because she was tied with a rope, her breasts were more prominent. Such a female captive who is bound and can do whatever she wants is in itself the most provocative of male desire.

Martin gasped, strode forward, snatched the helpless priestess like a bear, and strode towards the woods.

―――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― the passage that overturned the dark elves, I wanted to write it a long time ago。 I guess I'll be able to write the next chapter. Actually, because of a lot of things, I postponed writing until now. In fact, I hope to delay the writing of that chapter even further because of that incident. In fact, the later you write, the better you write, isn't it?

This plot should be inspired by the fact that I saw a literary appreciation class and saw the author combine Freud's theory with a certain novel.

Speaking of which, Freud's theory was once very popular in China, but now it should not work. But I think that as a person who wants to be an intellectual, I should still understand this aspect.

Speaking of which, there are still easter eggs buried in this chapter. I don't know if you guessed that this has something to do with another book.

By the way, I watched "Fallen from the Sky" (League of Extraordinary Gentlemen). I thought it was weird at the time, Tom Sawyer was so ordinary compared to Captain Nemo or something, it was like he had made up the numbers. Later, I looked at the behind-the-scenes introduction, and sure enough, Tom Sawyer was arranged to make up the numbers.