Chapter 435: The Snow Turns Red Frost (25)
Just when Wei Ye's newly developed Tiangu Huofu unfolded, under the stratum of dozens of miles, there was another scene.
Huge stalagmites and stalactites stand in the hollow environment inside the formation, and the complex, changeable, and intense aura of various colors can blind almost every caster with a perception ability such as "arcane vision" on the spot.
In this environment that is enough to blind the eyes of titanium dogs, tall mind slayers appear on the top of those stalagmites and stalactites.
Contrary to their active clans in Yanjing City, these Mind Flayers were far larger than ordinary humans, and even the shortest-looking Mind Flayer could lower their heads and look down at the strongest men in the human race - they were more than two meters tall and looked like a wheat stack.
The most conspicuous of them were the Mind Flayers, who were wrapped in light lilac-colored robes, and with the exception of the jewel-encrusted forehead rings and crystal-polished scepters, they were more modest among those who were armed with various gem charms and rings.
However, these older-looking Mind Flayers, their giant-like size on the hills, and the additional six tentacles that grew all showed their status as the rulers of the City of Mind Flayers.
Generally speaking, although the Mind Flayer feeds on the gray matter of sapient beings, they also have a tendency to choose sapient beings. Generally speaking, races with innate intellectual superiority such as humans, elves, and dwarves are their preferred targets for slavery, food, and infant seduction. Orcs, trolls, ogres, goblins, kobolds, gnolls, and other subhuman races are less popular with Mind Flayers.
From the perspective of the Mind Flayer's racial prejudice, although the intelligence of humans, elves, and dwarves is still lower than that of the Mind Flayer, the relatively high IQ, complex mental activities, and knowledge given by the race society can make the brains of these intelligent races more delicious. Orcs, trolls, ogres, goblins and kobolds and the like lack innate advantages, and these low-level creatures that are basically in the primitive tribal era are difficult to have the opportunity to exercise the day after tomorrow, even if it is used as emergency food to satisfy hunger, it is also the worst taste.
For this reason, in rituals to raise young Mind Flayer tadpoles, Mind Flayer treachers often choose humans, elves, and dwarves as targets for their merging. This is also to allow the Mind Flayer tadpole to remember what "good food" tastes like when it burrows into the skull through the ear canal and fuses the brain and soul of the victim by gnawing the brain.
However, there are also a small number of pre-selected strong tadpoles that will choose some of the more talented targets to be sacrificed - such as elemental giants, half-dragons, and even some hybrids with the blood of the gods of the upper realm and the demons of the lower realm.
But the more powerful the creature, the stronger the physical body, and the higher the resistance to soul fusion, in other words, the higher the mortality rate of the Mind Flayer tadpole. However, after experiencing such a choice, the Mind Flayer born became more and more powerful, and it was easier to become an elder and leader in the City of Mind Flayer.
The Mind Flayer Elders who appeared on the top of stalagmites and stalactites as tall as a hill seemed to belong to this kind of lucky people. It's just that the huge size of these Mind Flayer Elders obviously comes from the bloodline of some high-level giants, and I don't know what kind of evil taste it comes from.
On top of stalagmites and stalactites, there is an altar that has been built long ago, and on the dark purple crystal platform is enshrined a jewel the size of a human skull.
The Elder of the Mind Flayer who occupied the altar in the center stared at the orb in front of him, and beside it, there were several strange-looking figures.
All that was left was a skeleton of a skull, wrapping itself in an empty robe.
On the side is an ebony-skinned elven priestess, dressed in an ornate spider-shaped crown woven with precious stones and mythril, and a robe of shadows as smooth as a spider's web, unmistakably indicating that she believes in the notorious evil god "Spider God Queen" Rose.
There was also a priest in a dark purple robe, with a hood covering his face, and only the black moon with a purple outer ring on his chest represented the god he believed inβ
The goddess of the night who represents the primordial darkness.
Such a group of characters gathered together and said, "Demons gather, demons meet" is the most appropriate compliment.
But the participants certainly didn't think so.
The massive Mind Flayer Elder lowered his head to stare at the three visitors, and then spoke in a gloomy tone, "Overseers, you can begin your mission. β
For the Mind Flayer, communicating in the language of the other person without using psychic calls is one of the very few ways this evil race can be friendly, which means "not treating your mind as a dish for a while".
It's a pity that this extremely rare friendly expression did not bring more kindness to the other party, only a cold glance.
The Elder of the Mind Flayer didn't care about the rudeness of these overseers, and looked at the rock formation above his head, as if he wanted to see above the surface through the rock formation: "My lord has skillfully lured that guardian away, and the world that has lost the favor of the gods, and only a few demigods are the best prey. This is something that the post-walkers of the gods, who are good at weaving webs from spider silk, should know best. Because we all know that this is how the Queen of God dragged one plane after another into the abyss. β
The priestess known as the "Descendant of the Gods" didn't care about Elder Mind Flayer's words, just stared at Elder Mind Flayer's bulging mollusk-like eyes: "The gods can cross the 'gate' and reach other worlds at a certain price. But to capture a world, we need bigger doors, not small paths for smuggling. β
"Of course, of course. The Mind Flayer Elder's tentacles slowly twisted, and then looked at the orb on the altar: "Bigger door, stronger door, it's not far off when the door is built and opened." I just don't know when the key should appear. β
At the voice of the Mind Flayer, the mist in the orb began to spin rapidly, revealing a dry desert in the rotation.
In that picture, an elderly monk with a fine scalp is facing the sunlight, so that his head, which does not even have a single stubble, reflects a burst of bright light, which looks as if it is plated with a ring of Buddha light.
The old monk's gaze fell directly on the small village in the desert, and the corners of his mouth slightly brought a smile: "Finally let the poor monk find it, innocent person." β
(End of chapter)