In this vast, fire-fighting dark area, in this vast, obscure underground cave, a little fire is stubbornly burning.

Hundreds of different species of spiders surrounded the firelight in the center, and hideous shadows crawled on the ground, and the light danced in the eyes of countless black spiders.

The spider swarm was also mixed with many humanoid dead, soulless corpses that had no rest and had no rest, and stretched out their arms longingly, as if to touch the burning fire.

The muscular fire-wielding man stood silently in the midst of the monsters, staring intently into the darkness beyond. There, a huge white spider stood on the border between darkness and light, its vague figure flickering in the swaying of the firelight.

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It wasn't an ordinary large white spider, Barrett squinted slightly.

It, or rather her, looked like a terrifying white spider at a glance, and it dragged a large, bloated belly, but at the head of the white spider grew a half-length woman with long white hair.

The woman is sunk into the spider's head from the waist down, and her naked (harmonious) body is as white as the spider underneath her. The long white gold hair rolled out behind her and spread all the way to the spider's back. She looked at the fire-bearer with pure black pupilless eyes, and there was no expression on her cold face.

"Spider Drow?" Barrett said subconsciously.

"No, I'm not one of those pathetic things who didn't pass the Spider God Queen Rose's trial. The woman's lips opened slightly, and the spider on her lower body moved slightly.

"Did you guess wrong? It seems to me that you all look pretty much the same. Hey, I don't mean anything else, I mean, at least you all have the same pointed ears. Yes, pointy ears!" Barrett tried to take a few steps forward to get a more realistic look at the "shy" spider, but was forced to stop by a pair of sharp forelimbs from the back of a minotaur's dried corpse.

Barrett stretched out his hand and retreated, looking at the huge white spider again, "If it's not Arachnoid Drow, then what are you? a human, or a mutant spider?, who is the main body between you and the big spider under you?" he asked casually, "To be honest, it's not unacceptable if all the spiders mutate like you." The brute looked at a certain white part of the other party very rudely.

"You don't need to know where I came from, the day-walking people of the earth. The White Spider Woman didn't care about the barbarian's gaze, "You just need to know that I am a follower of the 'Dark Maiden' Elisetsu. ”

'Dark Maiden'?Barrett had heard this name in the mouths of many Drow when he was in the city-state of Muya. It seems that all the drow spirits who have returned to the surface world are followers of this good goddess.

It is said that the appearance of this goddess is a tall, smooth, supple naked (harmonious) drow elf, and a beautiful long hair that reaches to the ankles, just like the white spider woman in front of her.

'Charita' calls the goddess 'The Dawn of the Drow Elves', and every time she talks about her, the female Drow has a visceral look of devotion on her face.

Oh, she's a kind-hearted Drow, a nice person - a waitress at the 'Beautiful Experience' clothing store.

Barrett had stumbled up there, and had a heart-to-heart conversation with this beautiful good man.

That's it.

"Followers of the 'Dark Maiden', I thought that only the Drow Elves believed in this goddess. Barrett said.

"It's not just Drow. All kind-hearted creatures in the underworld can enter the arms of the 'Dark Maiden' to seek solace. When the White Spider Woman said the name, her face was as reverent as Charita's.

"Is it kind?" Barrett tapped the minotaur in front of him with a 'tyrannical touch', then pointed to several other corpses around him, "You not only killed them, but you didn't let them rest in peace. It seems that the so-called kindness in the underground world is not the same as our surface one. ”

Although Barrett has long been accustomed to life and death, as a Nord, he still feels very uncomfortable watching these dead people in front of him being controlled by spiders. In that case, it would be better to bring them back to life as undead.

"Most of them weren't killed by me, my children were just dragged from the battlefield underground to their homes. The woman's tone returned to coldness.

"And what about the other part?"

The White Spider Girl looked at Barrett with a fierce look in her cold eyes, "Although the 'Dark Girl' loves beauty and peace, she is also reluctant to fight back against those evil people who try to harm their own believers. She said slowly, "And I, as a follower of hers, also uphold this doctrine. ”

In other words, these people are the ones who provoked you first. Barrett slandered in his heart, who knows if you are telling the truth or not.

Although he thought so, he actually knew in his heart that the other party should not be lying, because this white spider girl didn't need to deceive herself, and she didn't even need to answer.

Moreover, the living life after death is no different from rocks, trees, or soil. The White Spider continued, "If not. She pointed to the group of dried corpses kneeling beside her, "Then they just lay in the soil, waiting to rot until they become dry bones." ”

Barrett was speechless. Forget it, it doesn't make sense with a woman, and it doesn't make sense with a monster who is half a woman and half a spider. He sneered.

"I would like to ask you, followers of the 'Dark Maiden' Elise, can you let me leave your home?" Barrett tucked the 'Tyrannical Touch' back into her waist and pulled out a new jar of oil, "I think it's good for everyone. He said menacingly.

To be honest, the movement of holding a torch in one hand and carrying fire oil in the other hand is still very dangerous. Barrett was actually worried that there would be some mischievous spark flying out of the 'crackling' torch, so that it would not die and fall into the tank of fire oil.

Then, the supporting characters can have a party, and then through rock-paper-scissors, a new protagonist will be decided.

The White Spider Woman didn't agree to Barrett's request, but she didn't immediately veto, "You haven't answered my question yet, Daywalker on the Surface." "Tell me, why did you come here, hurt my children, burn my home?" she asked. ”

Why? Alas, that's a long story.

Because a certain rich war lizard who escaped from the underground misses the taste of your unhatched spider eggs when they are bitten in his mouth, because a certain adventure party that is short of money and a certain powerful guy who wants to come underground but wants to do so, takes on this strange mission of the rich war lizardman;

Because a dragon-blooded kobold marked the location of your lair on the map, and because of the appearance of a group of dreadclaw, the adventurers' original planned route was disrupted, and they had to change the route and come here for some reason.

Because spiders are not "life" in their eyes, they don't care if your children live or die, because the endless stream of children who can't beat you in battle, adventurers have to set fire to them in order to survive, because burning your home doesn't make them feel guilty, in the end, in their eyes, you are monsters after all.

Of course, if you count it from the source, it's all to blame on that delicious war lizardman, and you should settle accounts with him!

Barriet's gaze looked down from the woman's face, down the creamy skin and towering, to the flat belly. Further down, the gaze continued to move from the white spider's head to its back, eventually landing on its bloated, large abdomen.

What is produced here can be eaten?, he pouted inwardly. But now is not the time to think about that.

"Well, I'm actually lost. Barrett said, "Well, lost. ”

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