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The sword light was like a fluttering snow, flying within 4 feet of the Great Viper of Purgatory.

Mortia shouted, "Run!" and the word "escape" was as loud as thunder.

Le Lin was shocked, and couldn't help but think that it seemed that she should indeed run away at this time, and now it was a two-on-three situation, and Lanska's first-order spell could not penetrate Drow's spell resistance, and the other party still had a difficult priest, and if she continued to fight, she would definitely lose. Why don't you kill yourself first?

Just thinking about it, the sword technique suddenly stagnated, and suddenly the power of the curse flared up again, and it didn't stab the big poisonous snake.

"Oops!" Le Lin shouted, and woke up in an instant, the word "escape" must be Motia's "command technique", and he was unknowingly hit by a move, and even such a simple sword was stabbed! Suddenly, the wind behind him remembered that the pious weapon, the power chain flail, flew down in the air again, and in a hurry, he had to shake his body and turn his attack into a flash.

Kirsgar smiled disdainfully and said to a desperate Lanceka, "Why? Because I'm not as stupid as you. Here I am a lowly male, but there are countless slaves below me, and I am still superior to them, and I still have more power than them, and I can still gain more than them in battle! But what status, money, power, nothing do I have in the earthly world!"

His voice suddenly rose and he shouted, "What am I then? A most ordinary warrior! There are no slaves for them to drive, who will they drive? I! I am the most ordinary drow like me! I will be the substitute for goblins, trolls and the like cannon fodder! That is the real cannon fodder!"

He paused for a moment and continued to chatter: "You may be able to change gods and continue to be your priest, and if you are lucky, you can also get the favor of those gods and give you 3rd order spells, so that you can rise step by step!" He snorted coldly and continued: "But I don't have that chance! I don't believe in the nonsense of 'everyone is equal', there can be thousands of people, but there is only one leader." I asked myself if I didn't have what it took to be a leader, so I wouldn't choose to be cannon fodder! Casca City may not be a good place, but for me, there was no better choice! So I didn't betray you, because I didn't plan to leave the Underworld in the first place. I've been an introvert from start to finish. ”

Footsteps could be heard in the distance of the passage, and it seemed that more Drow troops had arrived. He waved the sword in his hand and smiled, "Are you surrendering yourself?" or are you going to let us come up and 'kill you'? Compared to those brothel guys, you're really tempting now, hahaha-" The two laughed lewdly together.

Lanska gritted her teeth and shouted, "Here you are!" With a wave of his hand, an object the size of a goose egg was thrown at the two of them.

Seeing her so stubborn, Giaccaro was furious in his heart, so he stepped forward first, and the scimitar slashed a moving trail like a streamer right in the object.

There was a sound of glass shattering, and the scorching brilliance suddenly erupted! The intense light was like the midday sun, sweeping through the dark passage with a wave of heat, and the two Giackaro shouted twice, and instead of retreating, they rushed forward, and the sword in their hands fluttered, slashing straight at the place where Ranka had just stood.

Drow has a natural aversion to sunlight, especially his eyes. The dazzling light exploded in front of them, and immediately burned their eyes, making them unable to see. However, the two of them reacted quickly, and immediately pounced forward, intending to slash Ranka to death with their swords, so that she would not cast another spell.

But it was a step too late! Ranka's voice rang out from the right in front of them! Three incantations instantly popped out of her mouth, instantly guiding the arcane power to complete the "mage shield" - a small translucent round shield stood in front of her, just covering her firmly. She took advantage of the mage's shield to leap forward, intending to break through the two's blockade.

Although the two of them were blind, they could also listen to the method of distinguishing the position, and as soon as they heard the spell, they immediately flew over, and the weapons in their hands fluttered wildly in the air.

"Ping, ping" sounded a few times, the sword was scattered, but the spell shield composed of the power was like a living thing, closely following Lanska's side, swaying left and right to block all the sword attacks, Giackaro and the two were so anxious that they shouted again and again, but they couldn't stop it after all.

In two or three breaths, Ranka had broken through the two's interception and rushed to Motia further ahead.

She is also a person with a strong mind, and she is not flustered when she is at a disadvantage, first using a glass ball that stores "scorching light" to hurt the eyes of the two of Jaccarro, and then taking advantage of the blindness of the two, her martial arts have dropped greatly, and she uses the "shield technique" to block the attack, breaking through the defense line of the two in one fell swoop. At this moment, she was running under her feet, making a secret magic in her hand, and the spell in her mouth was repeated, and her movements were like flowing clouds and water, all in one go, and in the blink of an eye, another "colorful spray" was about to shine on Mortia in front of her.

Mortya has blessed herself with divine grace and opened a 20-foot-wide anti-goodness circle, enveloping the Great Viper of Purgatory. The poisonous snake gained the power of the magic circle, and immediately flew forward energetically, snapping its neck and biting the enemy repeatedly, completely forgetting the pain all over its body. Motia, on the other hand, shouted the holy name of Fimulika, wielding three snake whips in her hands. For a while, there was a flying smash with a pious shackle splitting his head and face, three poisonous snakes on the snake whip expanding and retreating, and a purgatory giant poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack in a row, forcing Le Lin into danger.

Lanska stretched out her finger, and the "Colorful Spray" was about to be issued.

Mortia suddenly turned around and shouted, "I will too!" and with a finger of his hand, a beam of golden light burst out from his fingertips and hit Lanska in the face.

Lanska screamed and almost fell, the light was the third-order divine technique "Scorching Radiance"! It was similar to the effect of the magic item "Scorching Radiance" that she had just used, except that the former shone on a cone-shaped divergent area, while the latter shone in all directions. Originally, this spell was used against the undead, but its brilliance was so strong that the drows, who were averse to sunlight, would often burn their eyes.

Ranka scolded secretly, and now she couldn't see. There was Motia in front and Giackaro in the back, and the footsteps of the other party's successors were getting closer and closer, and there were only more than ten people who listened to the sound. Immediately, he fumbled in his pocket and quickly pulled out a scroll. The workmanship of the scroll is very coarse, using the cheapest parchment, the thickness is uneven, and there is no ordinary lace decoration on the four sides, and there are some small openings, which shows the difference in quality. The top line of the scroll reads in lingua franca "Produced by the Shared Society for Arcane Studies". This is the cheapest scroll popular on the market, in fact, the qiē magic items, equipment, potions, scrolls, etc. produced by the "Arcane Research Sharing Association" are very cheap, but the quality is not complimentary, anyway, for the vast majority of adventurers, magic items can be used. In order to get this thing, she let go of a human captive without permission, and this is still the most valuable property on her body, and now it is in use. Although I don't know if I can transmit myself accurately, there is always a glimmer of hope!

She quickly recited the incantation, and a wave of magical energy had gathered,

Teleportation is about to start!

Suddenly, another wave of magical energy penetrated his body.

However, there seems to be no pain or adverse reaction - no matter what, run away first.

The "Teleportation Technique" was activated, and the arcane energy on his body vibrated violently.

Ranka was silent.

How can you still hear Mortya's voice? And Giackaro's angry scolding?

She's like falling into an ice cave!

An arrogant and ruthless middle-aged woman's voice sounded: "Fortunately, I arrived in time, and finally caught the rebellion of this god queen." What a disgrace to Casca City! A junior priest has voluntarily rebelled against God?! Casca has never had such a person! She's 'unprecedented'!"

Ranka sat down on the ground, Dimny came, and the mid-level instructor of the Priesthood Academy came. She obtained the fifth-order divine technique bestowed by Fimulika, and she must have used that fourth-order spell, the dimensional anchor! She used this spell to seal the effect of the teleportation technique! Although the products of the "Arcane Research Sharing Association" are of poor quality, at least they can all be used! It turned out that she came, and now it is all over.

Another middle-aged woman, Drow, said on the side: "I hope she is the 'last one'! If there is such a person, someone will follow her in the future." Therefore, she must be punished most severely in front of all the families and all the drows in Casca City!

After speaking, several spells were activated in the blink of an eye, and Le Lin, who was fighting alone on the other side, snorted miserably and fell to the ground with a thud, not knowing what spell she had hit.

More than a dozen drows rushed into the passage, surrounding the fallen Lelin and Lanceska.

Dimny slowly walked up to the two of them, her outfit as sexy as Mortya's, her curvaceous figure more seductive, but the vicious look on her face became more pronounced. The male drows around them all got out of the way, not only out of awe, but also out of disgust!

She held a long black wooden staff, but at the head of the staff was a silver spider the size of a skull, and its eight limbs were wide open, as if it had stretched out an invisible web, waiting for its prey to come to the door. Several pairs of compound eyes are inlaid with small gemstones of different colors, and the purple fire the size of a grain of rice is "burning" inside, and the spider's head is set off like a ghost's face, which is extremely weird.

She snorted coldly and said, "Just a few of you are really powerful, in order to catch you, a total of four instructors came including me." It's still a shortcut that keeps taking a short cut to get to these small passages ahead of you. A few warriors and a junior priest have 'transferred around' a few of our priestly college instructors, which is a strange story in Casca! Maybe in a few months, the bastards in Biss will laugh at us about it! Maybe in the future, those stubborn dwarves as stone will 'preach' your amazing deeds everywhere. Don't you feel honored?" said as he spoke, his tone became more and more vicious, and he couldn't help but kick Lanska in the face a few times.

Lanceka's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and even those eyes were bleeding and tearful. "Of course it's a great honor!" she said, "At least more than you Phimulika's dogs!"

"Shut up!" said Dimny, with a hideous face, "Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive? Do you want to be roasted to death by the fire, or do you want to be eaten to death by hundreds of spiders slowly, bite by bite, or have the servants of the goddess come down and torture you to death in ways that you can't think of?"

Ranka sneered: "Do you think your fate will be better than mine? How many priests of Fimulika have died in the assassination of their own people? Do you think Fimulica will bless you at that time? When your soul reaches the abyss, how much better do you think your end is than those larvae raised by demons? We are all Fimulica's 'larvae'! You are just a little fatter than me! These things can deceive others, but they can't fool me! I know everything-"

Dimny screamed, "Shut her up, stop me, don't say a word to this rebel, take her away! quick, hurry!" she desperately pounded Ranska in the chest and abdomen with her staff, interrupting her fiercely.

Several male drow warriors quickly gagged Lanceska's mouth, dragging her down as she struggled desperately.

Dimny shouted and cursed as he watched the people drag Ranka away, and then turned back to Le Lin, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, and sneered: "Yo, why is the most talented student of our Athletic Academy, why can't he get up on the ground like a dead mouse? She gritted her teeth and scolded: "Look at your pitiful appearance! A mortal who has not received the gift of the queen of the gods, a half-blood warrior who does not have much magic resistance, dares to rebel against the great gods?

Le Lin gasped with difficulty, the energy of the spell almost tore her body, but her face was distorted by the great pain, but her clear gaze was still extremely determined: "The real pity is you, you are like rats in the hole, you don't even have the courage to get out of the hole! You keep enslaving others in order to gain that short-term sense of accomplishment, and you keep plundering others in order to gain that short-term sense of security." There has never been peace or happiness in your hearts—"

"That's enough!" Dimny's face contorted even more, her eyes almost spewing fire, she kicked Lelin in the chest, leaned in and sneered, "So you have gained 'peace and happiness'? As he spoke, he pulled out a fist-sized box of ointment, which exuded an evil magical aura.

Dimny's angry face turned into a strange smile: "This is the Broken Tendon Ointment, which not only has a very powerful chronic poison, but also has a very rare curse added to it. Just pick off your tendons and apply this to the wound, what do you say?"

"Of course, with your level 10 martial artist system, it is estimated that the wound will heal in a few weeks. But the poison and the curse will slowly penetrate into your whole body, and then you will slowly, slowly lose your strength, and finally you will not even have the strength to lift your arms, you will not even have the strength to pick up a spoon in your hands, and you will be incontinent when you even urinate! Hahaha, I'm happy to think about it!hahahaha."

She saw a hint of panic in Lelin's eyes, and couldn't help but say proudly, "You think we're going to kill you as usual, and then let your soul go to Eliestria?" I think there will be those lowly humans out there who will definitely be 'very interested' in you as a hybrid bastard!hehe, I think you'll be 'quiet and happy' at the thought of you being fucked half-dead like a prostitute by those disgusting humans!hahahahaha

She laughed maniacally and mocked, "Your only hope is to meet Eliestria's priest to save you." However, Elistra is a weak god, and her priest can only have a maximum of 6th order divine art, and 6th order divine magic cannot solve this curse. Hahahaha! Okay, you guys do it. ”

Lelin scolded in horror and struggled to get up.

Several Drow warriors held her down, and Jakaro came with a knife, his eyes healed by another priest, and his whole body was refreshed. With a sneer on his face, he said: "Le Lin, do you remember how many times you humiliated me with your martial arts? You are a person with a great talent for martial arts, but you have been taught badly by those adventure novels written by humans! Do you know how ridiculous it is every time you study those boring novels to 'help the weak and punish the strong'? Do you know that I put up with you again and again, not because I am afraid of you? It's because no matter how superb your martial arts are, you're just a martial artist, and you're a martial artist with very weak spell resistance. The average Drow warrior gains higher resistance as you improve your martial arts, but unfortunately you don't, your human bloodline gives you a high level of martial talent, but it also gives you almost no spell resistance. I really feel sorry for you, in a world ruled by magic, there is no magic resistance, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is just a fart! No matter how many times you win me, you are a doomed loser if you are afraid of magic. And I only need to win once, like this time!"

His face suddenly became hideous, like an angry monster, and he said fiercely: "I have been waiting for this day for three years! Today I will personally pick off your tendons and feet, apply tendon breaking cream, and then slowly appreciate how you, a loser, fell into despair, hehe." He smirked, his twin knives swinging.

The tendons of the hands and feet were broken instantly.

The strange ointment smeared the bloody wounds with an indescribable ugly smell, forming a terrifying pattern of red and yellow.

The burning pain and the power of the curse of the heart were madly stimulating her brain. She cried out in her heart, "O merciful Eliester, save me, I can't be a wreck! ”

She struggled in pain, and the power of the curse brought severe pain to her brain over and over again, like thousands of ferocious poisonous insects tearing every inch of her body one by one, and her whole body spasmed in pain, until the power rushed into the depths of her muscles and bones.

No miracles appeared.

Elistra remained unresponsive.

Despair of falling into the abyss enveloped her,

She passed out.

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