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Alas, it's a little worse again, it's really troublesome...... It was my fault

I continued

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By the time the halo of teleportation subsided, the surrounding qiē was already completely different. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

The arachnoid elves, drow, and even the stalagmites of the surrounding cave walls were gone, and although there was a hint of stale air around them, indicating that they were still underground, this was no longer the small cavern, but a spacious courtyard with a well-groomed courtyard. A faint glow spilled overhead.

Looking up, the top of the head turned out to be a colorful field, thousands of stalactites hanging upside down from the roof of the cave nearly a thousand feet high, blue, green and dark purple light, from the thin flames of the same color as them, burning and churning between the stalactites, the connected flames like a sea of clouds, providing a faint light for the entire huge cavity.

"Welcome, several, Shamas, please follow the leader to the designated place to rest, and if you have any questions, you can also ask him. Priest Drow spoke briefly, and then left, and one of his own Drow warriors made a gesture of please, guiding the crowd ahead.

Walking down the streets and alleys where there were few people, Edward turned his head to look around, full of interest.

It has a variety of buildings that are completely different from the appearance of human cities, but have a very similar function—tall and majestic, almost more than fifty feet in size, and each of them is connected by elegant and ornate bridges and battlements. The dwellings, halls, and pavilions are all carved with the help of natural huge stalagmites and stalactites, and the similar shape, the dim light and shadow, render the whole city as if it were a porcupine with a backspine. Coldly proclaimed the rule that no one should approach.

It's just that there doesn't seem to be a single person on the street. The sound of footsteps seems to be heard at the end of the cave.

There's no shortage of life here – large swaths of tannifers have carved out their homes in some corners or deliberately carved out of the earth, large and small umbrella covers open with colorful glows, but there is always danger hidden in the beautiful scenery - and the surrounding space is lined with a large number of stone statues. Carve. And all kinds of spells and spiritual light emanated from it, reconciling and intertwining with each other, and the clues in them were almost difficult to sort out.

In fact, the city is not as completely immersed in evil darkness as the human minds of people on the surface of the earth think - not just the wonderful halo of light on the zenith, although faint, but there is still a real illumination in the city - the most ornate stone pillar carvings and majestic stone statues are mostly bathed in eternal magic light. Some bizarre jumping faint flames, shining in specially carved reliefs with spider motifs. Shows the kind of pride that the Dark Elves have in their own beautiful creations.

"It's funny. ”

Edward's eyes narrowed slightly. He guessed it was some special construct with considerable power - in the style of the Drows, always on the lookout for possible dangers.

"It's dark, it's cloudy and cold, what's so funny?, it's like a coffin," muttered Miss Half-Elf. Looking around: "It's really strange that these drows have arranged their defenses, they didn't even set up anti-teleportation circles throughout the city, but covered some places separately, so that if the enemy attacked. Isn't it all over the city in an instant?"

"Underground, the kind of situation you're talking about doesn't happen. Because there aren't that many enemies here who are good at teleporting, unless it's two blackskinned cities fighting each other, but usually. The bearded, gray-skinned gnomes were barely enough to be the enemies of these blackskins, and they didn't have many brains to learn teleportation. The dwarf snorted disapprovingly. One bite of black skin. Let Zhuoer, who led the way, turn back frequently and express his dissatisfaction with his eyes. But the dwarf only paused for the battle axe in his hand and sneered a few times.

"What are we going to do then? Shall we go back?" said Lisa, "it doesn't seem very far from Burgundy. I don't want to be in a place like this where there are no people. ”

But as if to refute Miss Lisa's point of view, the landscape in front of her soon changed.

After passing through a gate with a towering stone wall, the noise erupted into every corner of the surrounding area—beyond the gate, the words silence and orderliness were completely lost...... It's like two worlds. Bustling with traffic, all sorts of tall, short and well-known underworld races shuttling the streets, and the noise of all kinds of noise is enough to make people's heads dizzy.

Following the man who led the way, several surface visitors made their way through the bustling alleyways, keeping an eye out for anyone who tried to approach him—who, according to the dwarves, were most likely thieves or even killers.

Murder is one of the most common plays in the cities of Drow, and the strong have the power to kill the weak, which is also the law of the dark elves.

Thankfully, Edward had already cast a psychic power that had cast a dull color on all of them - the half-elves didn't need to be disguised, as long as their fair skin was blackened, and the dwarves looked like their relatives, the gray dwarves underground. This would be enough for them to walk through the crowd without being noticed, or if they were seen a little, it would be enough to start a big riot.

Although careful discernment could not hide too many people, Edward was not interested in letting them walk around, as long as he put on a cloak, no one was in the mood to pay attention to what kind of people around him were.

Eventually, the team stopped at a corner of the city, a long and narrow arc of signs for pubs, shops, and other entertainment venues, and Drow, who led the way, chose the largest of them as the end of his way.

After booking a few rooms and arranging most of the people, Edward didn't rest—he thought about it, and then went straight to the lobby of the hotel.

His original plan to destroy the portal seemed to be unworkable for a while, but this matter was not in a hurry, and since he had come to a drow city, he had to understand the environment somewhat, for example. Are there any traces of psivac monsters around?

The inns here are not much different from those on the ground, they all serve as taverns, but they are not noisy in the taverns. It's just enough to be weird.

The dark bar resembles a carved stone. Iron cups and various wine bottles, as well as a few dirty plates, were placed on it, and the hall was lit by a cold flame in the center, while in the shadows around lay more than a dozen wooden tables and an even greater number of chairs, all of which were made of metal with strange curves. It looks more like someone violently folded into that......

The area around the light source was empty, as if it were a forbidden area, and no one would stand there without interest.

However, there are many living creatures here, all kinds of deposits, merchants. Slaves, wandering mercenaries...... All sorts of races, gnomes, dwarves. Minotaurs, and the largest number of drows...... All of them huddled in the corners of the caverns, forming small circles around the stone pillars, keeping absolute vigilance against any outsiders.

Everyone loves and is accustomed to the darkness as one with each other, and often you can barely discern their presence from the sparkling eyes that sparkle through a corner, with coldness, alertness, and bloodlust in them. But there was no kindness, and you could even tell from those looks that if you kept getting close to him, the guys would pin you to the floor the next moment.

So, Edward just popped a gold coin. Changed places, and a glass of wine only.

This mushroom-brewed pulp has a strange bitterness and sweetness. Taste it carefully, it's a bit like juice tea. Of course, the price is definitely not expensive. Edward savored slowly, looking at the people around him out of the corner of his eye.

He didn't know much about the Dark Elves.

Rose is the presiding god of the Dark Elves, as a female deity...... She was so famous for her cruelty and wickedness that many scholars of the gods thought she was insane...... The traditions of the Dark Elves were forged by this crazy god, which was mixed with unimaginable weirdness, but what was even more crazy was that the Dark Elves worshipped them as supreme treasures.

Due to the Spider Queen's preference, most of the Dark Elf cities were ruled by priestesses in matriarchal societies. The Dark Elves are usually governed by a few or even dozens of aristocratic families with a strict hierarchy of clans. A small group of elite noble families would form a ruling council to jointly govern the city, and the speaker would be the highest-ranking priestess of the first family. Each family was likewise ruled by a priestess of the highest rank, and these women were called the mistresses.

The dagger behind it is the power of Rose's love and encouragement, the source of her faith buried deep in every Drow thought, and it is a way for her to maintain the source of her faith. ”

This is an assessment of the society in the text, and in fact Edward believes that such a way is not so much about managing the city as it is about maintaining a weak and dangerous peace. Each for its own power, intrigues.

Before the glass of wine was finished, a figure staggered into the hotel.

Edward didn't notice at first, but the other man paused slightly and sat down in the chair in front of him.

After a careful look, the psychic warlock noticed that this guy was the same drow who had arrived with him before - no way, before, there was only such a drow, and there was no need to try to distinguish it, and now, almost all the places in the front and back are almost the same.

"Why, you seem to be a little surprised, Master Mage?" the guy let out a suppressed laugh.

"I thought you had been skinned and cramped, and it seems that the sin of offending the priestess was not as great as I thought. Edward said, in exchange for a burst of laughter. "It's not that easy, it's just the loss of some living creatures. After a pause, he said, "People like me are needed here, they won't do such things." ”

However, this was not the case with what Edward had read from his consciousness, as if he had betrayed some kind of information to get his life, but the Psychic Warlock had no interest in delving into these things.

"So, what's the matter?" Edward took a soft sip of the wine,

"Well, can't you just say hello to your new friend if you're fine?" Anyway, we've survived a disaster together...... Drow still smiling, "As far as I know, you humans generally see people who have had this experience as friends. Because it is a destiny given by the gods. ”

"Are you familiar with humans?" Edward curled the corners of his lips - although there is indeed a rule among humans, one is a drow .......

"When I was a kid, I heard that there was a drow. With a legendary experience, he left his family, lived on the ground, and became a hero. So when I was also evicted from the city, I tried it, of course, not successfully, but somewhat. ”

"It's interesting. Edward was quiet, but clearly uninterested.

"Well, I'll give you a word of advice. Drow is nobler than humans. It's the law of the Dark Elf, so it's best to do some necessary disguise rather than just cover yourself with a hood. You know, in this place, shadows are not a visual obstacle for a lot of storage. Drow shook his head and motioned to the Drow attendant on the side to bring him a glass of wine: "The other is." You are now in a dangerous situation. ”

"I want to hear about it. ”

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"The Albernes, the first family of Shamas, have ruled the city for more than six hundred years, which is a long time in our world. ”

Fiblanche is firmly in second place. That woman was one of them, and. Or the daughter of the mistress. All this time, they have firmly occupied this throne. Although it is said that they are only half of the first family in terms of strength, and they are about the same as the third family, but in the last three hundred years, the third family has changed four times, but the second family still firmly holds their position, some people say, the first family for

"It's just that now the situation has begun to loosen. ”

What do you mean?

"I don't know exactly why, but the ostensible fact is that in recent times, the Second Family has lost three priestesses. Drummer cupped his glass and narrated with a slight cryptography: "One of them was unfortunate when the gray dwarves came a year ago, oh, the word humans should have used, died...... And half a year ago, the two daughters of their family also died in an accident. ”

Edward nodded.

Rose is a possessive goddess, so she is hostile to any sexist that tries to get their hands on her possessions, including magic—although there are mages among the drow, there are never too many, and they are subject to harsh screening.

So in the city of Drow, the priest occupies the majority of the spellcaster, not only a symbol of status, but also the source of power, the power of a Drow priest is by no means inferior to a small army, and the number of priests also represents Rose's grace to a certain family, especially the daughters of the master mother, they are the most backbone of the entire family, although the dark elves are old, but the fertility is as low as the elves, a master mother's long life, can have six or seven children is already considered Rose's grace。

Some say it's the reason why they lost the queen's patronage. Of the remaining eight large families, in addition to the current Third Family, four have begun to show hostility towards them, of course, in private. Drow's gaze wandered around, and then lowered his voice: "But not long ago, they opened up this teleportation circle, and now, the existence of this circle is still a semi-open secret, and not many people know where the other side of the circle leads. However, judging by their attitude towards you, it seems that they don't want to keep it a secret anymore. ”

"I think you'll be more likely to let this secret leak," Edward teased quietly.

Her face, although Edward had seen it, but now when she took off the tight burqa, revealing the pure gold chain mail under it, and the black priest's robe, the feeling changed again, although the images of several women were basically the same, but in Edward's vision, there were at least five or six strong dazzling spiritual lights flashing on her body, especially on her waist, which was coiled into a plate, but the long whip like a multi-headed snake, and the slight hissing sound, made her charming appearance become quite evil.

But it's still a charm.

The light of the dancing light in the room was obviously extremely uncomfortable for the Drow, but she just frowned and sat down opposite Edward, a movement that made the curve of her chest even more terrifying...... Tempt.

I have to say that she does have a proud talent in this area.

Then two tiny fingers grabbed Edward's waist behind his back.

"Pervert!"

Even a mage can't have anything like this

In the face of a mage, you had better be respectful enough, because they have many ways to make you lose some of your freedom, for example, the freedom to live.

And when it comes to being a psychic sorcerer, especially a telepath, it's not enough to be respectful, you also have to guard your mind rigorously, because those ubiquitous spiritual tentacles will easily reveal the secrets you think are hidden.

Because of the metaphor of the Spider God...... The doctrine of the Drow Supreme God is that women are paramount, and most of the cities of the Dark Elves are ruled by priestesses in matriarchal societies...... It is usually hereditary, and the head of the family is called the mistress, and then their daughters, who have far more power in the city than the human aristocracy, and can easily decide whether people live or die. Even civilian women have a considerable status, (to be continued......

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