Black-robed Bull, a powerful mage who is not human. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info As a wise red dragon, he has every reason to look down on humans.

Therefore, he treats humans in the same way that humans treat those creatures who are inferior to themselves.

And the black robe is an extremely evil existence, so there is no need to say much about how he treats the captives who fall into his hands. Just look at how the savage human children treat the critters they catch to know how the black-robed bulls treat their captives.

So, every time a beautiful female captive is tortured to death by the black-robed Bull. His men always regretted it.

Of course, there are times when he lets go and gives his tired captives to his men. It's like a human child throwing a tired sparrow to his cat.

Generally speaking, ordinary girls, especially delicate beings like elves, often can't survive the level of the black-robed bull. But those with tenacious vitality such as female paladins may survive. He was handed over to the black-robed Bull's men to play with.

Among his men was Lachis, who, as the apprentice of the Black-robed Bull, had priority. And he, like his teacher, uses the means of satisfying the curiosity of the poor women.

The magic of the tentacle tongue, which can be used by a mage of Lachis's level, can spit out 3 tentacles from his mouth. And each tentacle is even more powerful than an orc's arm. Although the tentacles that extend from the stomach of the intestinal snake technique are shorter, with the help of the spell "Extend the tentacles", its length is also sufficient.

Another of Black-robed Bull's apprentices borrowed a copy of the Pink Book from his teacher. As a result, the apprentices rarely get together to study the magic recorded on it. While watching the frightened expressions of the female captives, he smiled and applied those magic to them.

It was one of the happiest days for Lachis. In that time full of absurdity, the other party's indomitability and tears were the best conditions to ignite his hope. The castle of the black-robed Bull was so dark that the female captives were at the mercy of others.

It was then that Lachis discovered that the use of coercion was more satisfying for himself*. He prefers the pear blossom with a rainy expression to a flattering smile.

Probably because the strong and unyielding holy warrior was too tasteful, and after the only female paladin was tired of him playing, he actually turned his attention to the male holy warrior.

Lachis is not a, and a male paladin is even less likely to be. However, Lachis's bad taste led him to force the male paladins to engage in acts of intercourse through various means, and then took pleasure in the paladin's remorse and shame.

After leaving the castle of the black-robed Bull, Lachis was once deprived of the opportunity to enjoy himself due to his busy official duties, and he could only occasionally vent on the laughing woman, and he could not have enough fun. However, when he came to the underground, he found another paradise.

Religious wars are terrible, and if for ordinary believers, there are opportunities for conversion and the like. But for the stubborn enemy priests, then the methods are extremely cruel.

And in the black prison of the Gern family, there is no shortage of beautiful priestesses. They were chained to the wall, at the mercy of the males.

At that time, Lachis regained his former passion in the priestess. Compared to humans, the Dark Elf Woman has a different flavor. Moreover, the abuse of the female priestesses, who were used to having men lick their toes, was able to give Lachis great satisfaction. At that time, he often praised his superiors who had sent him underground.

But now, he's putting the most vicious curse on that boss. Its language is so rich and vicious that it can surprise any living being.

And the curse only appeared in his mind. His tormented body had no strength to speak now.

Lachith, the human mage sent underground to support the Gunns, was captured in battle by the hostile side, the Kairazi.

If Lachis had known his fate after being captured, he would have preferred to commit suicide beforehand - Drow's art of torture is unattainable.

Another art of Drow is beyond the reach of human beings. Humans do have fun with whips or candles, but compared to Drow, it's a far cry.

Lachis had a terrible experience with the art of abusiveness. Before the drow-tailed priestess abused him, he could never have imagined that his body would be able to withstand so many tricks. Some places are stuffed with large instruments, while others are forced into a vacuum, suffering from sucking. The priestess with a double ponytail named Nadron slowly dipped him in piping hot almond oil. In the midst of his excruciating anguish, Lakis was reminded of the atrocities he had inflicted on the paladin.

And his suffering is not limited to that. Although he obediently added the toe of the priestess named Nadron. But she flicked her ponytail anyway, snapped her fingers, and called a male ogre.

Then Lachis was forced to have that relationship with the brutal ogre. In general, it is difficult to congest the lower body of a reluctant male unless drugs are used. So it's obvious who attacks and who suffers.

The sight was somewhat like a thick log that could be used as a beam on top of an ordinary juju flower. The size varies greatly.

"Oh hehe!" Nadron let out a string of silver bell-like laughs as she fiddled with her ponytail with her hand. She said to Lachis in the tone of a teacher's lecture, "Because of the existence of the prostate organ, even if it is forced, the so-called recipient will get pleasure that is not inferior to that of the attacker." If I had called an orc, you would have been suffering from the shame of the soul and the thrill of the flesh. ”

"But," Nadron continued, holding out a slender finger in front of Lachis, "I'd love to try it, if it's an ogre's size, then you're not going to feel good." Now it seems, the answer is no. ”

"What's next?" Nadren thought, tapping her finger to her lips. There was an indescribable playfulness and cuteness in that look, but for Lachis, it was undoubtedly a demonic grin.

"Nadren, have you had enough?"

Before anyone arrived, the sound was already in the room. The one who dared to make this gesture in front of Nadron was a priestess of higher status than her, and the eldest daughter of the family. That is, the commander of that war, Suu.

"What's the matter, sister?"

"Meeting. Suu replied simply. "There's a lot of stuff to deal with after the win. ”

"Well, that's a shame. Wait a little longer, Mr. Human, and we'll come back and play something else. Then, Nadron waved her hand at the male ogre and said, "Da Zhuang, go on, don't stop." ”

After that, she jumped out of the room.

Outside of her room, Nadron instantly reverted to the typical image of a drow priestess—at least on the surface, at least as she walked steadily.

After a short time, she and Suwu came to their own conference hall.

"Good come, my daughters. The matriarch of the Kairazek family, Lydulu greeted her daughters gently. The mistress's dark heart had not weakened with age, but she was always kind to her daughters—as long as they didn't threaten her position.

After her daughters had saluted her in turn, Mistress Lydulu began to analyze her current work. She presided over the meeting and made an important report entitled "The Situation and Tasks Since the Defeat of the Guern Family". It reviewed the principles and policies of the Kairazze family in promoting a rapid victory and achieving this victory; laid down the basic political, economic, and diplomatic policies that the Kairazi family should adopt after the victory, as well as the general task and main way to exchange this victory for the next victory; wisely pointed out that winning this victory was only the first step in the long march of 10,000 miles, and warned all the dark elves to continue to maintain a modest, cautious, not arrogant, and not rash style, and to ensure that the slave warriors must continue to maintain the style of hard struggle.

When she finished the long report, she gasped for breath wearily. He continued, "Our victory over the Gern family will undoubtedly be able to greatly please the queen of spiders. It's just that this victory is not perfect. ”

"Not perfect?" Su Wu's eyes widened and her eyebrows furrowed. She was the commander of that battle, and she feared that she would lose the favor of her mistress because she had won imperfectly.

"Don't worry, my dear daughter. Mistress Lidulu looked at Suu kindly—at least in her opinion, Suu was a patient child, Suu would not try to challenge her position, what Suu did was wait and then inherit.

Then, Mistress Lydulu spoke slowly, "That's not your fault. It was the cunning male of House Guen who had sent his daughter away before the battle, and by now, his daughter should have fled to the surface - you know, he had found some allies from the surface. ”

"So what do you mean?" As the important minister of the Lidulu Mistress, Su Wu will definitely not lack decisiveness.

"Bring her back, and if you can convert her, make her a priest on our side. If not, sacrifice her. Mistress Lidulu nodded. "Nadron, I decided to send you on this mission, do you have anything to say?"

"Rest assured. Nadron replied decently.

At this moment, the sisters around her were thinking in their hearts, what was the idea of the Mother of Lydulu, and whether to let Nadron leave the family to protect her, or to simply remove her from the center of power, but if Nadron could return with the remnants of the Gern family, it would be a great achievement......

"My daughter, these are the men I have in store for you. With the words of the Mistress of Lydulu, five dark elves walked in.

Nadron only glanced at them and remembered their names and their corresponding strengths. Sending a team of pure dark elves seems to be taking this operation very seriously, but after all, it is an operation to the surface, and it should join the members of other races. And the strength of those players is average. However, a combination of one mage and four warriors is still good......

No matter how much it is, let's take it one step at a time. Nadren thought so. After all, it was impossible for her to refuse this mission, and it was impossible for her to refuse the manpower sent to her by the Master Mother.

"This thing, here you go. It was found in the Gern family. As long as the other person has not lost the charm that symbolizes their family, then this ring will be able to find her place. Mistress Lydulu handed the ring from Suu to Nadron. "There's nothing else to do, you all go away. ”

After that, Suu was in charge of selecting the equipment for the mission. Nadron returned to her room to pack her bags.

"Hmm, Da Zhuang, you're still doing it, how many times has this been?" she said to the ogre, pouting. The ogre, on the other hand, dripped saliva on Lachis's body, and said vaguely that it was the fifth time. And Lachis, who was almost in a coma, remembered in a trance the two male holy warriors he had forced to make a base.

"It's a pity, I'm going to be sent out, and I can't play with you. Forget it, feed you to the spiders. Good bye. After packing her bags, Nadron waved goodbye to Lachis.

"The surface, it's the surface......" Nadron muttered in thought.

She didn't notice the shallow sneer on the corner of Su Wu's mouth, who came to see him off.

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In fact, there are some things in this chapter that were left out of the past. I forgot a lot of what I should have added. When I think about it, I find that the story is much better, because I don't want to overhaul it (readers shouldn't be interested in re-reading the previous plot.) I had to supplement it in the form of memories.

I happened to notice that day, and someone in the forum I frequented asked me if I wrote about the struggle for survival. Hehe, in addition to looking at the author's name, pay attention to the egg pinch woman Duguwen who appeared in the text, and the turning pig in the short story should understand my origin.

Compare the plot after the headache. A lot of the plot is well conceived, but the writing is not enough to write it well. Especially after that, more characters will appear, but some characters also have their own ideas and concepts.

But it's only one step at a time.

Eun, watching the stupid test summon beast. The eighth episode is very spoofed. Speaking of which, it's probably because of the frequent switching of web pages when surfing the Internet, which leads to a lack of concentration. I can't afford to watch a lot of movies, so I have to watch cartoons......

It's really bad, but when I was about to write the plot of Gongkou, there was a severe crackdown, and at best it was weakened. I'm going to try Zola's naturalistic depictions.