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Obviously, the death of the mages still did not destroy the subconscious pride of the Drow Mistresses, and they did not even judge how insignificant the distance of a hundred feet was for a psychic warlock.

Malicious teleportation, this psionic ability allows the manifester to throw a target into other spaces, but not only can he choose the destination at will, but he can also choose the target at will, even if it is a part of the whole, the two priestesses who remain in place are only left with two neatly cut halves in an instant, just like a mischievous child often does with his clay dolls. However, due to the difference in the structure of humans and mud dolls, even priests who are skilled in saving people and saving themselves are powerless to deal with this terrible injury.

"The Spider Queen is on the ......"

After being sprayed with the warm blood and internal organs of their compatriots, the priestesses were finally completely alert, and their subconscious reaction was to chant, and before the simple protection on their bodies failed, chanting to activate their own defensive magic and open the magic items on their bodies This is the most primitive and normal reaction of all spellcasters in this world.

However, this reflex once again deprived them of their small last advantage, and at the same time as the chant, the human reflected in their gaze had taken a step.

The footsteps seem to connect the lines of the two points, on this side when you lift and on this side when you fall.

The distance between the two, more than 100 feet, disappeared.

And with that, fear.

The faint fear that had been curled up in the corners of their hearts took over all their minds in an instant, making their minds so confused that they couldn't think, let alone face the enemy......

Because in this moment, magic protection. Magic spells, magic items...... None of them responded to their will, and even the magic that had been applied to their bodies and clothing, which was supposed to work permanently, lost their effect, and the priestesses' eyes widened in surprise. The blood-colored eyes reflected their panic, and then they saw that the luster on the magical items on everyone's body was flickering and dimming until they disappeared without a trace!

They all stepped back. Prayers in praise of Rose were sung aloud, trying to find something.

However, this is destined to be a ridiculously futile royal power, and the power of this ancient artifact is in full swing under the urging of the psychic warlock, forcibly suppressing the magic net within a radius of dozens of feet around it!

Divine power has always been praised by priests as a miracle of the gods, but the fundamental rules for the operation of the magic web. But it is impossible to change because of the distortion of mortal things, when all the energy is blocked and calmed, no matter how the priestesses mobilize their spiritual power. Even if you add thousands of praises to Rose before the title. They can't draw a single bit of energy from it to shape the origin of the divine arts!

However, the only person who can understand this power is the user himself. In the eyes of others...... There is no anti-magic existence, but still can't use divine magic. There is only one explanation for this.

"Queen Spider, please don't ...... Please don't abandon me!" the Drow Mistress at the end of the line slammed herself to the ground. Screamed. "Please do not forsake your faithful servant, please do not forsake me, my whole soul and faith have been given to you, and everything I have done has been done in accordance with your instructions...... Your Excellency the Guide. Please forgive us for our foolish offenses, please don't abandon us, we will always be loyal to you!"

The sound of thudging and thudging came and went.

The twelve mages were killed on the spot with a wave of their hands, and the magic disappeared in an instant...... The terrible truth made several drow housewives finally realize what an immeasurable power gap existed between the human being in front of them and themselves. So the characteristics buried deep in the blood of the dark elves made them immediately choose to fall to their knees in the face of the powerful force, they begged for mercy loudly, and they didn't even dare to let their foreheads leave the ground. "The First Family, Lord Dahni, is now in the altar of the First Family! in the name of Her Majesty Rose! We have not done anything against her! She is just performing a prayer ceremony!"

"Isn't the First Family gone?"

"No, of course not, the first family will always be Fiblanche, it will never change, this is the gift of the goddess, we will never dare to have any delusions!"

With the fear that Rose has ingrained in everyone's hearts for thousands of years, it is true that not many drows will dare to touch this thunder pool, but the problem is that there are not many of them, and it is not the same as not having a silver glint in their eyes. The tendrils of thought stretched out, turning into omnipresent, nimble arms, and catching the body of the second family mother who had retreated.

This noble malady was delicate and slender, and naturally in the blink of an eye, she was suspended in the air by this invisible force, writhing like a maggot. The beautiful face of the elven blood was covered with death for a moment, and she scratched her neck desperately, opening her mouth wide to breathe, but she couldn't breathe in the slightest air, and she didn't make any sound.

The pressure of the psychic ability was evenly distributed across her neck, delicately pressing down on her trachea, even if she scratched her neck, to no avail.

The hypoxic response caused by the suffocation made her legs weak, and the sky was spinning, and any sound was rumbling in the auditory organs. Only the voice echoed in her ears...... As a result, the tenacious spiritual protection of the priestess was also pried open.

One line is enough.

"Where is she?"

"I don't have any offense, we're just waiting for the result of the sacrifice......

The head mother of the second family wanted to defend herself, but the words of this defense were meaningless. Under the influence of the psychic ability "Reading Thoughts", as long as the Manifest asks a question, the answer will automatically emerge from the mind of the Manifest Person, and it will be immediately discovered. No idea can escape the prying eyes of the psychic ability, and the only way to limit it is to ask questions.

"What are you going to do with her?"

After a pause, Edward asked an accurate question.

The slightly relaxed force allowed the captive to finally take a breath of air, and the scene presented in the mind of the mindmancer a dozen drow conspiracies, their respective concealments, their longing for the goddess's chosen place, and their grudges against the unnamed first housewife...... Far more clear and accurate than the description of words, it took him almost a moment to restore the events in his mind.

"Self-righteous fool!"

Edward's brow furrowed. Can't help but curse.

Because this matter doesn't seem to be that simple.

It is of course a lie to say that they don't know about this, but they don't get involved in the deeper conspiracy that Rose may warn her elect, and the core content is not handed over to the priestess, but a few mages to do, or she, or she, the second family mother, is only responsible for entrapping and deceiving a bunch of cannon fodder as helpers, and finally waiting for Dahny, who failed in the festival, to be punished by the god queen, and then jump out to be a loyal expression.

For the dark elves, or the creatures of the dark realms. Rose's ability to anger, or only her moodiness and narrow-mindedness can be compared, as long as a believer has the slightest disrespect in the sacrifice to her, even if it is an unintentional mistake, this goddess will first give this unlucky person a divine punishment, if he is not dead. Let's talk about the question after that.

Even though Daherne is her current chosen one, there are some serious mistakes in the sacrifice. Rose would never mind punishing her for two or three days. And at this time of weakness, it is naturally difficult to resist the joint efforts of the Drow masters, and the dagger behind them, which can allow them to gain the dominance of the city in one fell swoop.

A city that has never been seen before, attacking the forefront of the earth's surface,

A simple continuous plan...... For the Drows, it's easy. Simplicity often means effectiveness. If it were to be implemented, then in the end, Rose might only give some reward to the guy who had plotted against Daherny, such as a new voter status.

But the problem is that these guys, who are carried away by power and power, obviously don't think about it. It was the direct connection between Dahernie and Rose as the elector, and what method did those mages have to use to cut it off, or rather, they didn't have the power to find out the contact between Rose and Daherne, and naturally they didn't expect those mages to be able to do so.

The second family's Xi mage, the second Xi mage, and a few others, the leaders of the temporary magic academy...... One by one, the images of Zhuo Er appeared in front of the Manifestor's eyes, and the information related to them made his brows furrow even tighter.

There are many enemies, and they are also difficult to entangle.

He was a mage who had just been chosen to be the mage of the city's magic academy, Duagus Zavel, a powerful mage. As shrewd, cunning, and scheming as the other Drow mages, the Zavel family responded to the call of the queen of the spider, left behind their original stable position, and resolutely decided to move their clan to this newly established city, almost out of the mage's calculations.

As for the strength of this mage, it is a little difficult to judge because he is extremely good at driving his men, apprentices and cannon fodder, and his own strength is almost never shown in front of others. He had never encountered a huge crisis, so even the head mother of the second family only knew that he would definitely be able to use spells above the eight rings. As for what the limit is, it is only a matter of guessing.

There's also tricky news about the mage's unusually long life. Theoretically. Drow can live up to seven hundred years old, but the vast majority of the members are not lucky enough to die in various "accidents" at the age of three or four hundred or even earlier. The exception is Duargus, who is said to have lived nearly nine hundred years and still does not show signs of age. There are rumors that he sold his soul to demons in exchange for the longevity of this shell, while others believe that it was the result of caution and various precious magical potions.

But in any case, age is almost a treasure for a spellcaster, and a long time means pure mastery of power...... And as the mastermind behind the scenes, he should have made all the preparations, and the altar of the first family, which is deep in the center of the fortress, is probably a little difficult to break into.

"Take us in!" thought for a moment, and after a moment of thought, Edward planted a force deep in the mind of the Drow Mistress. And so in the next moment, an absolutely obedient slave appeared.

"Wait, Edward, where are you going?" Miss Half-Elf ran over, but frowned, she stood fifty feet away from the man, and then said loudly......, "You want us to go to that woman? It's crazy!"

"Well, I want to go crazy. Edward looked back. He smiled at her: "My personal opinion, I don't want you to go with me, but if you go with me, I won't care about the fact that your information is not accurate." ”

"Hmph, is there any truth about what I said?" the half-elf bit his lip and snorted coldly, but took a step: "However, I definitely can't let you run to the enemy's lair alone to die, remember, I'm not here for that damn rotten melon." It's for you, Edward. ”

"Okay, then, Miss Vilarian, what's next. It's a bit of a hassle, and I don't let a friend take the risk with me. You just get out of here with Famini. These drows will not be too difficult for you, and if anything happens to me, I think my assistant will continue to honor the contract with your family. ”

The Psychic Warlock turned his head, his fingers tapped, and the corpses of the dozen or so Drow mages were on. More than a dozen small things flew into the air, and one after another fell into the dimensional cave that unfolded beside him, and after a while, the mind warlock's gaze fell on the female sword saint. Speak quietly.

However, the calm voice caused a sneer from the female swordmaster.

"Little one, don't use this sneaky low-level trick in front of me, who do you think I am? Otherwise, I'll have to turn around and leave, and I'll have to take Veranika with me, and you'll die here anyway, and the contract between us will be broken. ”

Edward smiled, but before he could speak, the female knight had already rushed to his side. The female swordmaster could only stare at her eyes with anger and look at the psychic warlock and give a deep salute, "So, Miss Vilarian, are you interested in going on an adventure with me in a Drow family lair?"

The horrific killing has finally come to an end.

The surrounding qiē has fallen silent...... The lower-level warriors began to count the corpses of their comrades, the families who participated in the battle began to evacuate in dissatisfaction and disappointment, and the remaining mages repaired the rock-filled streets, and not many people would notice that the originators of this qiē, the humans, were flying towards the end of the Spider Avenue on a floating saucer towards the end of the Spider Avenue, the castle of the Fiblanche family made up of more than a dozen stalagmites and intricate caverns.

The fortress of the Fibrand family, one of the first buildings to be built in the city, was also the most invested by the Drows. Therefore, although it was only a short moon, it already had a complete set of defensive lines, and the huge stalagmites were arranged in a ring, connected by a pure gold wall in the middle, forming the outer defense of the family. Each stalagmite was carved into a hollow, promising bunker with mouth and arrow holes.

If it weren't for a master mother leading the way, even Edward would obviously not have been able to get through this set of defenses. However, the mother of the first family, Daherne Fiblanche, only showed two sides here after the city was built, so many things in this castle have some internal effects left by Zavel, the second family, with the 'friendly help', and when the mother of the second family came to visit, she had already passed through the city gate and the inner gate of the fortress and entered the castle without even notice.

A qiē is calm and smooth...... But from the moment he stepped through the door, the spirit of the psychic warlock began to be vigilant,

He seemed to be aware that a powerful force in the vicinity was attracting him.

When the spirit touches the wall of truth, he can already faintly perceive some forces that do not belong to this world, and echo them;

This drow was wearing a black robe, and judging by his outfit, there was no doubt that he was a mage. But there was something strange about him, a huge magic book with a metal border, fastened with two rows of brass buckles, and resting smoothly on his shoulder. Edward's gaze swept over, and he noticed that on the cover, the metal was suddenly cast into the shape of a palm, and the delicate and slender fingers seemed to be a woman's, and on this metal hand, there were ten rings on it, except for the empty thumb and only a thin ring on the index finger, the rest of the fingers were each with three, one knuckle.

Mages rarely have a magic book to carry like this, a mage must have a magic book to prepare spells, but other than that, basically it has no other purpose, and after all, it is not a sword or armor or other weapons, even if this kind of thing is protected by spells, at most it can be invulnerable, and the price paid for copying magic is not comparable to ordinary books, in case it is broken by someone, the loss is absolutely catastrophic. (To be continued......)