Drow Elves are very open races.

Even those who have never been to Morsoblay have heard of this.

Just as Varro had been looking forward to coming to Morsobre to collect the scene, speculation about the chaotic feasts within the Drow elves always played a large part in the drunken chatter.

However, Townsend didn't think these drow elves could be as open as they were in front of them - it was outside, after all.

"They are Eliestria's followers."

"You could think of it as a ritual in which Elisestere's devotees prefer to dance in the moonlit glades in 'singing rings' in turn, as a way to pour out their feelings and thoughts to the goddess throughout the day – of course, the less clothing they wear, the better." ”

"It seems that this group of believers is very religious."

"Eliseste?" Xue Xue pondered, "Isn't Mosoblay City Rose's territory?" ”

"Elise Tree bless all the good drows." Tang Sen said: "In such a large city, it is impossible for every drow elf to believe in Rose, after all, intelligent beings are diverse. Of course, I think if these people were found to be believing in Elise, it might not turn out very well, which is why they came to such a remote place to perform rituals. ”

Xue Xue nodded as if he didn't understand: "I don't believe in Elistry. ”

"So you don't need to be like them." Tang Sen said casually: "Of course, if you think this is good, it is also your freedom." ”

"I prefer to wear clothes." Xue Xue stroked his ill-fitting red robe.

Townsend was unremarkable, and he was not interested in watching the Drow Elves' rituals, though Varro might be interested in this scene.

He said, "Obviously there is no need to disturb them, let's get out of here." ”

Now for Mosoblay City, it is still daytime, the streets are lively, many drow elves come and go, the two of them walk on the streets, except for Xue Xue's dress is a little eye-catching, there is no sense of disobedience.

Townsend had a clear purpose, and soon found himself in a more chaotic neighborhood, where other races began to appear on the road in addition to the Drow Elves, including Grey Dwarves, Humans, and Halflings—most of whom were chained around their necks and limbs, and pulled by the richly dressed Drow Elves like livestock.

"Newly captured slave, are the guests interested?"

A drow elf accosted Townsen, noticing his gaze, and pulling at the chains in his hand, showing the long list of slaves lined up on the side of the street.

Townsend stopped.

His gaze fell on one of the slaves.

It was a tall human male, although the messy blond hair covered most of his face, but he could still see the sharp facial features carved by a knife and an axe, and his naked upper body was a little dirty, but it could not hide his perfect body like a sculpture at all.

"That's a good thing." The Drow Elf hurriedly introduced: "You rarely see a human race grow like this, believe me, this guy will definitely shine in Morsoblay City. Even if you don't use it yourself, buying it and giving it to those nobles will definitely make people blue-eyed. ”

With that, the Drow walked up to the man and reprimanded, "Raise your head and let the guests take a good look." ”

The man looked up.

At this time, Tang Sen saw the other party's facial features clearly.

A face that is almost as if created by the hands of the gods themselves, satisfying the expectations of any race for masculine glamour.

Unfortunately, the owner of this face has a frightened and slightly flattering expression, and his tall waist is also slumped, looking very humble and timid.

"How?" The drow elf patted the man's cheek, pinched the other party's arm again, and said: "I have been in the industry for so many years, and I have never experienced such a good product, and the most important thing is that he looks strong, but in fact he is very soft, and his strength is weak, and he is very good at training." ”

Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "He doesn't look like a cowardly person, if I buy him, I won't get into any trouble, right?" ”

"How so?" Seeing Tang Sen's expression, the Drow Elf hurriedly said: "Believe me, this guy is safer than a little sheep, to be honest, even if I untie the chain, he won't dare to move a single step." ”

As if to demonstrate, the Drow yelled at the man, "Didn't you hear what I'm saying? On your knees! ”

The man suddenly trembled and knelt directly on the dirty ground.

"Guest, please come along." The drow elf guided Townsend to get closer, and then kicked the man, who hurriedly crawled on the ground, came to Townesend, and held Townson's boots, about to stick out his tongue and lick them.

"Isn't it good?" The Drow Elf then showed a smug look: "He is very suitable for being a slave, believe me, no matter how you play with him, he will not resist. For just five thousand gold, you'll be able to buy him. ”

Townsend frowned and took a step back, avoiding the man's licking.

He doesn't have the habit of bullying others to gain a sense of superiority.

"Five thousand gold coins? Just for a slave? Tang Sen showed a dissatisfied look: "Why don't you just grab it?" ”

"Eh, there are cheap ones too!" The Drow Elf pulled over a halfling: "This guy, fifty gold coins is enough." ”

"I've always been in business where you get what you pay for."

"It's too expensive." Tang Sen just shook his head, ignored the drow elf's accosting, and left directly.

Xue Xue silently glanced at the man who was still kneeling on the ground, and then followed Tang Sen's pace.

It wasn't until he turned into a hidden alley that Townsend stopped.

"That guy was kind of funny just now." He showed a thoughtful look: "Xue Xue, how do you feel about him?" ”

"Feelings?" Xue Xue was a little confused.

"I mean his appearance." Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "It's just the appearance of the perfect hero template, isn't it?" ”

"Heroes?" Xue Xue couldn't understand.

Tang Sen didn't expect Xue Xue's answer, he was more like he was talking to himself: "Isn't it a hero to endure humiliation, wait for an opportunity, and lead the slaves to escape from the demon cave?" ”

"He doesn't look like he's enduring humiliation, he's more like cowardice." Xue Xue said seriously.

"It doesn't matter what kind of person he is." Tang Sen shook his head: "It's important. I think he's a good fit. ”

"When darkness descends on the world, people in despair will need a beacon to light the way forward." Tang Sen said: "False darkness goes well with false lighthouses. ”

"I don't understand." Xue Xue shook his head.

Townsend didn't explain, just said, "Let's go talk to the heroes of the future." ”

The light of the massive stone pillar in the center of the cavern vanished, which meant that the city of Morsoblay had entered the night hour.

The drow elves began the most enjoyable time of the day, with countless activities for them to spend the night, while the slaves, locked up in the place where the slaves belonged, could only fear their future in the faint light of the glowing fungus.

Townsend managed to find the drow slave trader's residence, and unsurprisingly found the blonde man in the basement cell.

It's still a single cell.

At this time, the man was crouching in the corner, next to the plate that had been licked cleanly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a slight creaking of the door of the cell, and he looked up to see that the door had been opened a crack.

The man was startled, stood up in a panic, and looked outside.

There weren't any figures.

It's as if the door wasn't closed in the first place.

But this is impossible, the man knows that he is being guarded tightly, not only in the cell, but also in chains - and so on!

He lowered his head and found that the chains on his body had disappeared at some point.

He swallowed.

I don't know what happened, but I seem to have a chance to escape.

He tentatively took a few steps toward the door, but soon stopped again, with a look of fear on his face, and after a moment of struggle, he retracted into the corner, burying his head between his knees.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "Why don't you run away?" ”

The man shook and looked up sharply, but saw nothing, so he became even more frightened and shouted, "No, I will never run away again. Don't hit me."

"Is there no sense of resistance at all?"

A whisper sounded, and then, to the man's horror, he found that a hole had suddenly been opened in his chest, and a heart wrapped in crystals floated out of it, levitating in front of him.

The heart is still beating.

"Choose."

The voice said, "Choose to die, or choose to walk out of this door." ”

The man quickly touched his chest, there were no wounds on it, but he could clearly feel that it was empty, and there was no beating heart.

This strange scene almost pierced the man's psychological endurance, and he burst into tears and collapsed to the ground in fright.

"Choose."

The voice was still echoing, accompanied by intense angina.

The man watched, floating in mid-air, his own heart seemed to be compressed by some invisible force.

"I'll go!" He rolled over and slid out the door.

Then, he saw the Drow elves guarding outside.

The other party was lying on the table and sleeping soundly, and he didn't know why he wasn't woken up by his movement just now.

The man then stood hesitantly in place, at a loss.

The heart floated back to it, and a voice rang out, "Kill this drow elf and get out." ”

The man suddenly trembled: "No, I can't beat him, if I wake him up, I'm absolutely dead, I'm going to die, it's even more terrible, he will torture me!" ”

Violent angina came again, causing the man to curl up on the ground, trembling all over his body, and cold sweat flowing.

I don't know how long it took for the colic to end, and with a clang, a dagger fell in front of the man.

"Pick up the dagger and kill him."

The man gasped for breath and picked up the dagger with trembling hands.

He looked up and saw that the drow was still unresponsive.

So, he swallowed his saliva, and under the trend of strong fear, he staggered behind the man's back, raised the dagger in his hand and aimed it at the back of the other's neck.

Violent gasps rang out in the dim space, the man's eyes widened to the extreme, and the marble sculpture-like face looked extremely hideous and distorted.

"Ahh He roared wildly and plunged his dagger down.

The dagger slammed down the drow's arm into the table, leaving only a minor scar, and the drow still didn't react, as if the pain wasn't enough to wake him up from his sleep.

The man's performance was more like the injured one, he took a few steps back, his golden hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't stop muttering: "No, I can't do it, I don't dare."

He fell directly to his knees and kowtowed frantically to his floating heart: "Please stop playing with me."

"Do it, or die."

The tone of the voice was still cold without any fluctuations.

With the sound, the heart was squeezed again, but this time, it was no longer a strong colic that started directly, and the man could clearly feel that the heart began to be slowly clenched, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more serious.

This should be the last piece of advice given by the other party.

But the man didn't stand up again, he just buried his head directly on the ground, and kept shouting, "No, I can't do it. Even if I kill him, I won't be able to escape the city of Morsobre, and if I kill my master as a slave, I will never even be qualified to die if I am caught."

"I'm going to get caught"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and the pressure of his heart made him almost unable to breathe, but he fell to his knees like this, having given up on the struggle.

Abruptly, the pain of the heart disappeared.

The man then fainted and fell to the ground.

There was silence in the basement, and for a long time, two figures appeared next to the man.

"It's pure rubbish." Tang Sen squatted down, turned the man over, and squinted at the other party's face: "Even if it is death, there is no way to give him courage?" ”

"I really can't understand this kind of behavior when I have the opportunity, but I choose to die." Xue Xue said seriously: "He's not a lich. You only have one life, is it not good to choose to live? ”

"Not everyone has a heart like you." Townsend shook his head.

At this point, he really admired Xue Xue - in such a long time, even if even her memories have been consumed by time, she is still obsessed with life itself.

"This man, more than death, is more afraid of what he imagined, the fear of being caught after a failed escape." He said, "It seems that this is not the first time he has become a slave, the drow is right, he is indeed easy to be manipulated, or his mind and mind are already slaves. ”

Tang Sen suddenly laughed: "That's not bad. ”

"Not bad?" Xue Xue tilted his head suspiciously.

"What I need is not a real hero after all" Tang Sen squinted his eyes and said, "The lighthouse that the world worships is actually a rotten coward inside, isn't it interesting?" ”

"Still. It may have to be a little more cumbersome. ”

He snapped his fingers, and a beam of magic was injected into the man's body, and the figures of the two disappeared into thin air again.

The next moment, the blonde man suddenly opened his eyes.

He slowly got up from the ground and straightened up.

"This is the first time I have used the surgical ability of the surgical fruit in terms of mind exchange."

He lowered his head, looked at his dirty hands, and stretched his body again: "The body is quite strong, but it really doesn't have any extraordinary strength, just an ordinary person." ”

"But that's enough."

He was meticulous at first, combing the messy blonde hair back with his fingers, so that his facial features were completely exposed.

At this time, there was no trace of fear on his face, only the depth of the mountains.

He walked behind the Drow Elf and picked up the dagger, easily plunging the blade into the other's body.

The Drow twitched a few times, then fell silent.

Touching the elf's waist, a key was found, and the man walked to the door of another cell, and through the fence, he could see the slaves crowded inside.

At the same time, someone finally noticed the existence of men.

"Wait, why is he outside?"

Someone whispered, "And, it seems to be a little different?" ”

Most of the slaves knew the blonde man.

Although the slaves barely communicated with him, the slave traders looked at him very strictly.

However, the other party's appearance is too eye-catching, as if he was born to be an extraordinary person.

Many of the new slaves even had hopes for him, believing that such a character would not be willing to become a slave, and that he must endure humiliation and look for an opportunity to escape.

Unfortunately, as the days go by, these hopes disappear.

All people saw was the constant sales pitch of the slave traders, and this man who was constantly groveling and humiliating did not care.

People gradually realized that in the dark region far from the sun, in this city full of evil beings, there was no hope at all, and the only fate was to die in an unknown place after the value was exhausted, and the corpse became the nourishment of the luminous fungus.

Click-

The sound of the key inserting into the lock hole sounded, and the man opened the door of the cell, his piercing eyes scanning the entire cell.

In his hand, he still held the blood-stained dagger.

"I've killed the slave traders." His voice was extremely magnetic, "If you want to leave here, you can leave on your own." ”

After saying this, he didn't say anything more, just threw a bunch of keys over, and then turned around directly.

The slaves looked at each other for a moment.

"Dead? Drow elves dead? ”

"Do we have a chance to escape?"

"But. . . This is Morsoblay, and even if we escape from the cell, where can we go? ”

"It's better than waiting here to die!"

One of the slaves grabbed the key, unchained himself, and rushed out of the cell.

At first glance, he saw the drow elf, and the blonde man walking up the stairs.

The slave hurriedly followed, shouting, "Wait. Please take me! ”

The city of Morsobre, in the highest temple.

"Fear is a tool stronger than steel, and love and respect are weak and useless."

A hoarse voice echoed through the hall, and the Drow priestess stood on a high platform with a heavy book in her hand.

Dressed in a black robe with dark red trim and a splendid helmet carved with many twisted spiders, she solemnly read Rose's teachings: "Thou shalt cause all the other pagans to come and believe in Rose—destroy the hopeless." ”

"Destroy the weak and the half-hearted, and destroy the sinners who dare to blaspheme the spider god."

"Thou shalt sacrifice to the Spider God all men, slaves, and men of other races who disobey the orders of the Spider God and His priestess."

Below, all the faithful prostrate themselves in the most pious gesture to the symbol of the great Rose.

It was a large icon carved out of black rock.

"Thou shalt respect all kinds of spiders, and those who dare to kill or abuse spiders are dead."

When the daily prayers were finally completed, the drow elves raised their heads again, and the priestess closed the book in her hand and said, "Praise be to the Spider God." ”

"Praise the Queen of the Spider God!" The believers shouted.

"The sacrifices of each family remain, and others can leave." As the priestess said this, the hall soon emptied, except for a few equally slender figures in black robes.

This is the daily routine after prayer.

"Not far from the city of Morsoblay, traces of the Psionic have been found." One of the priests was the first to speak: "These guys seem to be getting more and more ready lately. ”

"Leave them alone." The priestess simply said, "Spread the news of them to the surface, and naturally those self-righteous adventurers will solve it." ”

"When the time comes, let the slave catchers lurk nearby, and when it's over, they will all be captured in the city of Morsoblay, and the number of slaves in the city has been a little insufficient lately-" Speaking of this, she paused: "Especially the male slaves in the prime of life. Let the people below take it easy, I heard that last night, just a banquet tortured ten slaves to death? ”

"They may have been overly excited." One of the priests said, "I will give them an account." ”

"Count the time, this year's Neverwinter's legendary award ceremony is about to start again, right?" The High Priest said.

"That's right, it's only been a little over a month." The priest replied in a low voice, "We have opened the road from Morsobre to the boundary of Neverwinter, and we don't need to go to the surface, in the dark realm, we can get to the vicinity of Neverwinter. ”

"Good." The High Priest nodded: "Prepare more supplies, this is a rare exchange meeting, many things that Mosobrai City lacks, you need to go to Neverwinter City to purchase, especially during the award ceremony, almost all the goods of Faeron can be found there." ”

"The Legend Ceremony—" the other priest gave a displeased look, "It's just a trick by those sanctimonious guys." ”

"Even if it's just a trick, it's the biggest event on the entire continent." The High Priest said, "The most important thing is that in Neverwinter, we can sell our goods at will, and sell them for a high price, which is much more cost-effective than waiting for those merchants to come to Morsoblay. ”

This is enough for the priests to agree that the safety of Neverwinter has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people after more than ten years.

"If only we could control Neverwinter." A greedy look flashed on one of the priest's faces: "That's almost equivalent to controlling the wealth of the entire continent, and I've heard that even a small shop in Neverwinter is enough to buy an entire street in other cities." ”

"Everybody thinks so." The High Priest simply said, "But the Lord of Neverwinter is still the Dwarf Barn. ”

"We all know that there must be gods standing behind Neverwinter to keep order there."

"Gods? No god can be greater than the Spider God Queen, if the great Spider God Queen descends on Faeron, the Drow Elves will definitely be able to occupy Neverwinter, and it is best to be able to drag Neverwinter to the dark regions, our people do not like the sun. ”

The high priest was simply silent.

She knew that when Neverwinter first appeared, Lady Rose had actually tried to plot Neverwinter, and she didn't know the exact circumstances, but it was certain that Lady Rose had failed.

Of course, she didn't dare to say such a thing, and she didn't dare to ask about it, and Lady Rose was not in a good temper, and it was impossible for her to forgive herself because she was the High Priest - it was too easy for Lady Rose to withdraw the divine power she had been given and give it to other drow elves.

The existence behind Neverwinter is much more powerful than the people imagined.

"Anyway, if there's nothing else to discuss, let's stop here today."

The High Priestess had already begun to look forward to the feast that would follow, and though she had just said that the people should take it easy, she really wanted to go back and see the newly purchased slaves, and her heart began to get excited at the thought that those slaves had suddenly suffered the most painful torture at the most pleasant time.

At this time, an incomparably strong will suddenly descended in the hall.

All the priests froze, and then turned to Rose's large icon in unison.

The black rock sculpture suddenly seemed to come to life, exuding an extremely evil and powerful aura.

"I feel it. The betrayer returned to the city of Morsoblay. ”

There was a voice that sounded directly in the minds of all the priests.

"Find her, catch her."

An image suddenly appeared in their memories.

It was a thin, rather petite figure, like all drow elves, with gray skin and long, silver-white hair that fell like tassels down to the ankles.

The High Priest lowered his head deeply until the mighty aura disappeared from the icon, and then he raised his head again.

"It's a metaphor."

All the priests were a little surprised: "It's been a long time since the Spider God has sent down such a clear metaphor. ”

"A betrayer of the Drow Elves?"

The High Priest surged with waves of magical power, injecting the image into the Shadow Stone.

"Let's get everybody moving."

"For the will of the Spider God Queen!"

(End of chapter)