The Abyss of Death, the Rakshasa Tower. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"So, did the young lord choose to fight us?" Nadas's voice was soft, and he couldn't hear any emotion. The inky black Hitomi kept looking out of the tower, where groups of his troops were constantly flying away.

Behind him stood a slender brown as a strip of silk, and she hesitated, as if pondering what to answer.

"Silvermark Castle sent troops from the southwest side of the Source of Life Continent, and then ......"

"No need to say it again. Nadas's tone was a little angry at this time.

Hearing this, Brown pursed her red lips and closed her mouth tightly, like a little girl who has made a mistake standing aside.

The air was suddenly unusually quiet, except for Nadas's heartbeat, and the woman behind her was even breathless. He turned, his expression suddenly becoming gentle and ghostly.

"I'm sorry, am I ...... Shouldn't I be angry with you?" his voice was surprisingly gentle. As he spoke, he walked to Brown's side, stretched out his fair and slender hand and gently stroked her face, then down her cheeks, then on her neck, on her collarbone, and then immediately after touching a certain bulge, she lifted it up and continued down...... The woman was motionless, but her body trembled uncontrollably, and her fair skin stirred up tiny bumps. For a moment, her face was slightly red, and she didn't look up from the corners of her eyes to the ground. Nadas didn't stop, he touched it gently as if admiring a work of art.

Finally, when the woman in front of him began to gasp for breath, he let go.

"How much have we lost?" said Nadas, as if he had forgotten what had just happened, a cold glint in his eyes.

Brown sorted out his emotions, his face was cold again, and the ruddy bloodshot was swallowed by the pale skin.

"About twenty thousand, but most of them are defectors of various races," Brown said softly, but he could also hear a trace of disdain, "This group of people is in a mess as soon as they arrive on the battlefield, there is no discipline at all, and they can't even distinguish their own people when they are in a panic." ”

"Very well," Nadas didn't get angry, but smirked, "The lesson of the Battle of Zhongzhou has taught me that this bunch of waste can only be used as a stepping stone. Do they think I'm still using this group of people as the main force? Hmph, the best is yet to come. ”

Brown lowered his head slightly, and stopped talking.

"What do you want to say?" he asked.

"Master, Brown is a little worried......"

"Oh, I know," Nadas seemed to remember something before she could finish, "although the results of this siege don't mean much, but it shows me that this Silverstreak Fort still has some strength. Not only is the army no less than that of the barbarian tribe, but there are also two dragons...... It's a rare thing, it's not been a few decades since a force has had two dragons, right? But when it woke up, those two dragons didn't matter. ”

Nadas's confident words reassured the woman a little, although she didn't know what "it" meant, but she vaguely felt that it must be the master's bargaining chips. But is the stake strong enough to compete with the whole world?

"Master, it's not just Silvermark Castle that Brown is worried about, but the major forces in the world are starting to move," she still said the worry in her heart, "Part of the army of our attack on the tribe's headquarters has been attacked by non-human races, including the foreign tribes who manipulate the flames, it may be ......"

"The Yilong clan. Nadas finished speaking for her, and the tone of his tone showed that he was interested, "It seems that these arrogant races not only have arrogance and nobility in their heads, but also know that I will find them sooner or later, and know how to strike first." However, it suddenly appeared when we attacked the barbarian lair, such a coincidence......"

Although the appearance of the Yilong clan did not bother Nadas much, he wondered why such a coincidence had happened.

"Yes, master. And...... Brown learns that the Yilong clan who came to attack us are from two forces that have always been at odds with each other, and they are now there together. Brown guess—" Her face was a little solemn.

"Huh?" Nadas turned to her, a woman who could always think of the vacancy she was considering.

"Brown guesses that someone is playing tricks on this group of discordant forces to reach an agreement against us. Whereas...... The one most likely to do this was the university scholar who fled with a couple of teenagers. The Rat Spirit Agents reported that those people had been to Torch City in the northern part of the Flame Dance Continent a few days ago, and then they went straight to Luodi City far south, and these two capitals were the Yilong forces that had come to attack us. She said.

The woman's words changed Nadas's attitude, and there seemed to be something in his eyes, whether it was anger, worry, or something else......

"Scholar...... Scholar ......," he repeated coldly, "Originally, I didn't take good 'care' of this old man, because the kid was still in his hands, but now it seems that ...... It's time for him to get rid of it early, running around like this is unbearable for his nearly 100-year-old body. ”

The woman lowered her head, but thought in her heart, why didn't she attack that kid when he was still in the hands of a scholar?

"Master, what do you need brown for?" she asked.

Nadas turned and looked down at the tower, as if he had a plan.

"How's the situation going in the Exiled Lands?

Brown knew who he was referring to, the Yilong boy who had turned his back on his people and fled to the Land of Exile. His fanatical followers are all over the Exiled Lands, and this group is not ordinary racial rebels, but a group of quite powerful people, and a force to be reckoned with.

"He agreed to join, but on condition - the war was over, and he wanted the whole flame dance. Brown replied.

Nadas snorted coldly, "Not very old, but this kid has inherited the pride unique to their Yilong clan. It's okay, let them settle the disputes within the clan on their own, it is said that the hatred between Naloti City and him is not shallow. ”

"What do you mean?" she vaguely guessed.

"Agree to his terms," Nadas said lightly, it was just an illusory promise to him, just like he had promised Willy to give him the entire Terran, "and let the news of his joining us out, believing that the Yilong Clan, who were in the barbarian's lair, were triumphant about a victory, would take the initiative to find him." ”

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Nadas's mouth, but such a smile was a little strange on a slightly resolute and handsome face.

Brown nodded and promised softly, this kind of nest fight is exactly what he likes.

"Well, you go down and let that empress of the dark elves be called Gali ......"

"Master, it's the old Whisper family, Calissa Whisper. Brown added.

"Yes, it's her, Calissa Whisper, who asked her to come to me in the sacrificial hall. He stroked his slender hand and said.

She was stunned, and she had a different feeling in her heart, what did the master summon this evil dark elf for? For a long time, as an abyss messenger, her duty was to be responsible for conveying the master's orders to the various races below, except for the leader of the Demon Rock Clan, Naiba Moyan, who had become his puppet, and the great scholar who was specializing in dark magic, the master had never seen anyone else. But now he wants to summon her, and the most important thing is that the person he wants to summon is the dark elf who is full of evil aura and extremely charming. The Elven Empress had asked to see her master, but she refused. For she knew that the Elven Empress was not only wicked, but also extremely debauched, and it was said that under her hands a group of beautiful men of all races were imprisoned for her sexual pleasure. Her purpose in looking for her master is nothing more than ......

Nadas looked at the woman who had something on her mind, slightly displeased, "What?"

"Master, is it wrong to do something wrong with Brown?" at this time, listening to her voice is like a weak girl.

"Why do you say that?" asked Nadas, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"In the past, it was the master who asked Brown to go and explain their tasks, but this time ......" Her voice was a little weak, and she already regretted such a rude act in her heart, and she should have done what the master said.

Nadas listened to her words, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth.

"So you're worried about this," he walked up to the woman and touched her face lightly with the back of his hand, "Don't worry, there is no one in the position of the left envoy who can replace you." ”

Brown nodded complicatedly, she knew that the master did not understand what she was thinking, and she was not worried about the position of the "left envoy". But she didn't want to continue to displease him, so she bowed slightly and left.

Nadas looked at her back, the huge robe fluttering over her, the loneliness on his face how could he not have observed. Even a person who is very good at hiding her feelings will have a weakness in her character, and fortunately her weakness is herself. Because, if this woman becomes an enemy, it will be extremely terrible.

The sacrificial hall was still cold and damp, but the candles on the menorah on the wall were still burning, emitting an eerie blue fire. The huge altar in the hall was still boiling with bright red blood, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Nadas stood on the edge of the altar, his hands behind his back, looking inside the altar, and there was a hint of piety on his evil face.

"When will you wake up...... the call from the bottom of my heart echoes in my head.

Suddenly, he turned around, and the candle trembled slightly.

Through intense perception, Nadas sensed that someone was coming. Although the people had not yet arrived, a fragrant fragrance came from me. In a moment, the door of the sacrificial hall was slowly pushed open, and the sound of light footsteps came to a halt not far in front of him with a faint light.

"Your Excellency, Chief. "The delicate voice, slightly lazy, just listening to the sound can make people feel numb.

Nadas looked at the visitor and slowly walked to the long table in the center of the hall, motioning for her to sit down as well. It would not be an exaggeration to use the word enchantress to describe the empress of this dark elf. Bright red lips, dark red pupils, and a slightly upturned corner of the mouth on a small and pointed face. Although the skin is slightly darkened, it looks even more plump and attractive when exposed to light. And she also chose a long black dress with a half-exposed breasts and a light shawl as a match, adding to the charm. She staggered over like a giant eel swimming.

When she walked to the long table and chose the one closest to Nadas among the many positions, she sat gracefully in her chair.

"Hmmm......" the Empress sniffed and groaned exaggeratedly, "I love the smell of blood, if only I could have a drink." ”

Nadas put his hands on the table, the corners of his mouth smirked slightly, and looked at her with interest. He felt a different feeling, different from Brown's obedience—what she said, what she did, and when she wasn't talking, she never spoke on her own.

"Empress Calissa, I need you to do something. Nadas put away his smile and said.

The bewitching woman smiled faintly, and the smile bloomed like a delicate rose soaked in blood.

"We, the Dark Elves, are glad to do so, Chief. Calissa stared at his face, her seductive eyes flickering, as if there was a message in it.

Nadas also looked back at this woman, if it were an ordinary man, he would not be able to resist the eyes full of charm, but he was Nadas, the leader of the Dark Alliance.

"It's not 'you', it's you. He said with deep meaning.

"Oh?" Calissa sneered, her slender legs crossed in a different position, the split silk dress hiding only the temptation of the roots. "Please make it clear to the chief. ”

Nadas smiled, "Speaking of which, this matter really suits your appetite. He held out his hand and flicked it, and a map full of light flashed on the long table out of thin air, and he pointed to a place on the map.

Calissa glanced greedily at his slender fingers, then turned to where he was pointing, her face suddenly changing.

"Ethereal Cold?" the Empress's tone was a mixture of anger and fear, but it was clearly fear that prevailed, "you're not going to let me deal with those damn ice elves, are you?"

Nadas didn't expect her to see there, but no wonder, she was pointing to Silvermark Castle, and half of Silvermark Castle's territory was in the Ethereal Cold Continent. Instead of rushing to correct her, he had a bad taste and wanted to tease her.

"Aren't you dark elves and ice elves of the same race? like two good sisters, I wondered, can you recruit ice elves under my command?"

Instead of speaking, Kalisa looked at Nadas, her dark red pupils turning around from what had just happened.

After a pause, she finally spoke, and said with a smile, "Chief, are you joking with me?"

Nadas understood that she knew what she was doing. For someone like her, who often plays with others, after going through it once, it's hard to be deceived again.

"Silverstreak. Nadas said the purpose directly.

Calissa looked at the map carefully, and only then did she realize that the capital city was built on the border of the Ethereal Cold Continent and the Source of Life Continent.

"A capital, you're going to let a woman take a capital for you?" said Calissa slowly, but there was no surprise in her tone, as if she knew that Nadas would have a follow-up.

"Every capital has its owner. Nadas's inky black pupils met dark red pupils.

"Just take its master," the Empress chuckled at his words, "and its master must be a man, or the lord would have said what suited my appetite." ”

"Yes," Nadas approving, "and, not only a man, but also a handsome man, a master of two dragons. ”

Hearing this, there was a look of importance in Galissa's eyes.

"Chief, I'm afraid this is a bit of a bummer for me. This man is so powerful, but my 'appetite' can't bear it. ”

Nadas had known she would. Although the Dark Elves cannot be compared to the Ice Elves, they can become the Empress of the Dark Elves, without a cunning mind, and can only become the plaything of slave owners with their seductive appearance and body.

"Rest assured, Empress Calissa, though the capital is old, its owner is as young as fresh grass, and he is no more than a boy of twenty. To put it mildly, it's just a milky kid, and it shouldn't be a problem to conquer him with your 'strength'. ”

Of course, Galisa knew what Nadas's mouth meant by strength, which was a captive of the spirit, a temptation of the body.

"Less than twenty?" Her eyes were filled with greed again, even more fierce than the one just now, as if a she-wolf had caught a fresh-fleshed stag. But she rolled her eyes, and asked cautiously, "Even if it's a hairy boy, he must be surrounded by a lot of followers, how can I get close? ”

"The boy, in order to show the benevolence of his lord, opened the gates of the capital and took in the refugees of all tribes. All you have to do is pretend to be a defector, and once you reach him, the rest will be your 'strength'. Nadas said.

Although, the empress didn't speak, just kept staring at herself. But Nadas knew she was moved. At the beginning, when recruiting her, she didn't make any effort, and this vicious elven queen did not prescribe various conditions like other dark races, but directly agreed. But he knew that her resentment was the group of ice elves of their race far away in the Ethereal Cold Continent, and she was willing to do anything as long as she could destroy it.

"Thank you, Chief, for giving me such a delicious task, and would you—" Calissa chuckled, her black and red nails scraping her cheeks, and continued, "Do you want to test the strength of the people first?"

It's hard to imagine that the Dark Elf Empress, who is ruthless and ruthless in the outer vulva, would be so flattering at this time.

Nadas's black eye sockets twitched, and suddenly activated.

Calissa only felt a bloody storm howl by, and her body broke off the ground, and in the blink of an eye, she was lying on the soft black feather bed.

"Oh......" she snorted, and continued to laugh, louder than before.

When it was all over, Nadas left the sweaty and stinking feather bed naked and put on a black cloak.

"Chief......" Calisa lifted the black feather velvet and exposed her body to the air without reservation, her numb voice revealing no satisfaction, and her tone circled.

"The test is over," Nadas said as he straightened his black robes, "Now the Empress can prepare for this delicious task." ”

With that, he turned into a black shadow and disappeared, leaving only the Dark Elf Empress lying naked on the bed with a disgruntled face......

When Nadas reappeared, he had already reached the underground part of the Rakshasa Tower, and he descended a few floors through the spiral staircase to a large stone door. Inside this floor is a library cabinet. He spun a round stone button next to the stone door, and the stone door slowly opened, and from inside came the musty, dark, damp smell of the ancient scroll, and the smell of the perennial air not flowing.

Nadas put his hands behind his back and paced slowly in the quiet library. The lights inside are dim, like the glow of a setting sun. Everywhere I walked was a scrambled scroll and an overturned tabletop, as if there was a fight. When he reached the innermost part of the library, a rapid breath broke the peace. Nadas walked around a bookshelf and found an old man with a disheveled head and dirt all over his body in a larger pile of scrolls. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, his shoulders trembling, and he vigorously flipped through a huge scroll beneath him, like a long-starved beggar tearing at a piece of fat. Nadas stood behind him, unaware of it, until the old man seemed to hear a heartbeat that was inconsistent with his breathing, and he stopped his frantic movements and slowly turned his head.

Nadas was pleased with the way he looked, his sunken and dark eyes, his pupils blood-red, and black threads running from under his sockets to his neck.

"You...... Be...... Who?" asked the old man, whose blood-red eyes became sharp, intermittently.

Nadas slowly walked into his sight from the darkness, the old man's eyes widening. Suddenly, his right hand hung in the air, and strange characters spat out of his mouth, a black mass condensed in his hand, and then headed straight for Nadas.

Nadas didn't underestimate this black mass, he used the power of the dragon blood in his body to move to the side, quickly dodged this round of attacks and immediately rushed forward, and directly choked his floppy neck with his hand before the old man could launch a second round of attacks. Without the voice to recite the dark magic spell, the old man was really a powerless old man, his blood-red eyes became frightened, and his thin hands pressed Nadas to hold his hand, but to no avail, he could only whimper and say something.

"You think you can fight me with a little dark magic? Nadas sneered.

The scholar shook his head vigorously with the last trace of strength left in his body, his blood-red eyes showed a look of pleading, and only a few strands of silver-white hair were left, shaking like dull yellow straw.

Nadas slowly let go of his grip, but his body remained close to him, preventing him from casting his magic again.

Bodol gasped violently as his body moved to one side, but Nadas followed him closely. Until this former university scholar seemed to have touched something, he avoided it as if he had met a ghost, his eyes were even more frightened, his hands kept waving, and his mouth kept screaming: "Mu Ning...... Madam...... Don't look for me...... Windlord ...... Don't kill me...... I had no choice but to ...... I had to do it......"

Nadas was also a little confused by his actions, thinking that he was doing something weird. It wasn't until he saw a puddle of objects behind the old man, and the gibberish in his mouth, that he understood what was happening.

"You killed her?" said Nadas, smiling.

"Who?!" Bodor turned his head, his eyes straight at him, shaking his head for a moment, nodding his head for a moment, "No...... No...... She's still there...... Still there. ”

Nadas glanced at the object, and it was hard to identify which part of the body it was.

"You didn't just kill her, you ate her, haha, funny, funny......" Nadas laughed as he kept approaching.

"No...... No ......" the old man shook his head frantically, tears seemed to flow from his eyes, "I didn't eat her, she ...... Madame is in my body...... The reels say ......"

"Say what?" Nadas took a step.

"Say...... Say eat the same kind, you can ...... can be stronger. He stroked his face with trembling hands, tears of fright flowing muddy, "I can't be blamed for that...... Madame will understand my ...... We want revenge, we want to seek revenge on Makino...... I have to do this...... You have to do it to get stronger. ”

Nadas understood what he had said in fits and starts, that he had heard such dark magic that ate his own kind. But "kind" refers to magicians who are also magicians, and eating them gives them magical abilities, but where is the old woman a magician?

"You want to be stronger?" asked Nadas's strange tone.

When Bodor heard the word "powerful", he suddenly became excited again, his blood-red eyes glistened with tears, and he nodded violently.

"Now there's a chance to make you stronger, faster than you can eat ten thousand weak women," Nadassmo cupped the back of his smooth hand, "but what...... I don't want to wait for you to become stronger, and the magic is aimed at me. ”

When Bodor heard Nadas's "opportunity", he kept licking his chapped lips. However, the latter words made him wake up suddenly. He fell to the ground and said in a thin voice, "As long as it can make me strong...... From this day forward, I will serve you unto death,......"

Nadas looked at the old man in front of him who was still swearing, and a faint evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Once people are swayed by "darkness", everything becomes easy to manipulate, not only the "most prestigious university scholar of the human race" in front of them, but also the heroes of all races in the world......