Drow Elves, one of the dark races of the Underworld, have smooth black skin and silvery pupils, which distinguish them from their cousins. About 30,000 years ago, the Drow elves didn't actually exist.

At that time, the continent was controlled by the elven empire, and the elves were the most powerful force. Humans and orcs are slaves of the elves, and the monsters can only survive in the corners.

But a civil strife crumbles the empire, and a group of elven rebels unleashes a civil war in the empire in order to create a new god. In fact, they did succeed, the leader of the rebels gained godhood and became a presence that could not be ignored by all gods, and the Elven Empire also went into decline because of this civil strife.

But specifically they failed again, because becoming the leader of the gods did not lead them to victory. They were defeated by the elves and driven underground, where they had to deal with some cruel creatures of darkness. It was a dark history, and only one in 10,000 of the elves who were forced into the underground survived.

The elves' white skin turned black, and they had silvery eyes that could see in complete darkness. Black skin not only allows them to be sheltered from the darkness, but also allows them to draw strength from the darkness. On the contrary, the sunshine that used to give them strength has now become a deadly thing for them.

The elves began to call themselves Drow, and were followers of the leader of the goddess of pain. They hate the elves of the earth, or rather, they hate all the creatures on the earth. A matriarchal clan like an elf, with a large number of cities underground, and equally powerful gray dwarves, competing for supremacy underground.

In that dark history, the Drow elves became as cunning and cruel as dark creatures. While fighting the gray dwarves, the internal disputes are also extremely fierce, and almost every city has several clans, and they compete with each other, persecution, assassination, and extermination. It can almost be said that the darkest side of the family-style open cooking system is perfectly expressed.

In this way, she was defeated in the battle of her own family and escaped. After listening to Vivien's introduction to the Drow Elves, Mo Yan said, "Then, what treasure is a bait is a possible surname, it's very big." Of course, if your name is Roger, that's a different story. ”

"I'm sorry, though I don't know who Roger is. The Drow Elf said unhurriedly, "But, believe it or not, it's entirely your choice. Perhaps, we will also have an anomaly of truth-telling, like the existence of a wise minotaur like you, right?"

"That's a beautiful thing to say. Mo Yan applauded the words of the Zhuoer elf and said, "The words of flattery are so appropriate. Maybe it's only you races who calculate all day long that can do that. ”

"I'm sorry for making you think it's flattery. Zhuo Er hugged Mo Yan's thick arm, rubbed his chest and said, "Then how do you deal with me, wise you?"

The means of ** are also superb. Mo Yan looked at the drow elf who was using his means and said, "However, although you are also a professional, it is obvious that the succubus of hell is a little more clever than your means. I'm thinking about your disposition, since you lost in the infighting, then you who escaped is obviously a good greeting gift for the winner. ”

Hearing Mo Yan's words, the Drow Elf's face changed. Quickly took out a dagger from behind his waist and stabbed it towards Mo Yan's chest. The movements were so fast that even Mo Yan could only see them roughly. However, Mo Yan didn't mean to stop it, and watched with a smile as the dagger stabbed into his chest.

"Failed again. Mo Yan looked at the bent dagger in his hand in a daze, as well as Mo Yan's uninjured chest, and said with a smile: "Vivian, this time the means are not bad." ”

"Mighty master, once again thwarted my prank. Vivien spit out her little pink tongue, winked her big eyes and said playfully, "I knew this guy wouldn't succeed." ”

Obviously, this drow elf was not caught by Vivien. Drow's black skin is not just something as simple as looking black, they can merge with the darkness, and they are one of the deadliest assassins. The general thing, Mo Yan can probably guess it now.

The desperate drow elves discovered this Thunder Cliff, which has a large number of monsters and is truly built. The drow elf, who took the initiative to show up and intend to meet with the leader and obtain the counterattack capital, hit it off with Vivien, who received her. She will choose whether to kill the leader of the place in her own way and gain Vivienne's support.

In fact, Vivien, who used the drow elves as a gunman, didn't pay anything substantial. At most, it only provided some information about Mo Yan to the Drow Elf.

"Impossible!" shouted Drow, who finally reacted, "That's a dagger made of Mithril, even a dragon can be stabbed!

"It's a little painful. Mo Yan took the Mithril dagger in Drow's hand, and used his fingers to break the deformed dagger back to its original state and said, "I really underestimated this dagger, is this made of Mithril? There shouldn't be many such ores in the dungeon, right?"

"Mithril is indeed a rare ore. Lilith smiled and snuggled into Mo Yan's arms, her little hand kneading the position of the bayonet on Mo Yan's chest and said, "Vivian, don't do such pranks in the future." A strong master will not be defeated by such a thing. ”

"Got it. Vivien, like the Drow elf just now, walked over and hugged Mo Yan's arm, and said with a flattering face: "Not again next time." ”

"Won't you punish the person who wants to kill you?" Looking at Mo Yan, who didn't care about the assassination just now, the Drow Elf said a little strangely: "Without that intelligent creature, it would be indifferent to betrayal. "In the eyes of the Drow Elf, Mo Yan's behavior is very strange, even if it is a drow dungeon full of conspiracy, there will be no Drow elf who will let go of the betrayer who assassinated him.

"I don't like hurting women. Mo Yan put his arm around Lilith and said, "Especially when I look very beautiful." I already knew what they were trying to do when they came here, and I didn't care if they wanted to kill me. Or rather, I don't think I'm the kind of idiot who would be killed by them. ”

"Confidence in your own strength. Zhuoer roughly understood what Mo Yan meant, and said with a smile: "Then, you won't care about the assassination I just had?"

"Probably. Mo Yan picked up the chin of the drow elf with his hand, looked at the beautiful face that was black, but it was very revealing of evil, and said: "However, I am thinking about it now, how many things are in the dungeon, I am more interested. ”

"It's too much to say. The Drow Elf lowered his head and took Mo Yan's thick fingers into his mouth, and said a little vaguely: "I...... Be willing, lead you to find those things that interest you. My mighty master. ”

Although it is not known, how much of the drow spirit named Ash who surrendered was the real idea. However, Mo Yan didn't care, and Mo Yan came to 4P that night, indicating that the Drow Elf had a unique flavor. In particular, there will be some unique methods of the Drow Elf, which makes Mo Yan on the bed feel that he has earned it.

From Ash's mouth, Mo Yan roughly knew the situation of the city where she was originally located, and how she failed and was driven out of the city. Not too far from the entrance of Mo Yan's cave, there was a passage into the valley that led to the underground, which was very secret, built by her ancestors to escape when necessary.

The city where Ash was born is called Santos. There are more than 2,000 drow elven hunters, 700 spider jockeys, and more than a dozen mages with decent strength. There were about 30,000 civilians in Santos, and more than 1,000 gray dwarf slaves. Although such a city is very powerful, in fact, these warriors are not controlled by a certain family.

Ash's family can only be regarded as a medium-level family in the city. There are only two or three hundred drow elf hunters, twenty or thirty spider jockeys, not even magicians. She and her sister Jill are fighting for the inheritance of the family, but her sister is designed by her sister to lose all control. With no subordinates and wanted by the whole city, she was forced to flee the city.

"Actually, I still think that sister who handed you over to you. Mo Yan, who had just finished refreshing, looked at his face full of sweat and panting, and looked like he had played badly, and Ash, who had not yet regained consciousness, said, "It's a good idea." ”

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