For races accustomed to being active in the sun, it is difficult to develop the habit of being vigilant twenty-four hours a day without extremely rigorous training.

But for drow men, it is common sense in life to hold a weapon in sleep, to be aware of any noise behind him, and to never accept any food or drink from the same sex.

Most drow men rest in light sleep, drow men with spellcaster qualifications use meditation instead of light sleep, sleeping undefended only to kill themselves in their dreams, cold arrows and backstabs from their own kind are more common than the snakehead whips wielded by priestesses, no drow elf likes another drow elf in either a boss or a subordinate, and the poison of betrayal pervades the air, food, and water.

If it weren't for the existence of Queen Rose, relying on her divine power to reign in the Dark Regions, the distorted and sick society of the Drow Elves would have collapsed thousands of years ago.

Mo Yun's black cloak without a family crest flickered in the gloomy alleys of Skull Harbor, his short, neatly trimmed hair, neither braided nor ponytailed, a characteristic hairstyle of the Drow Ronin and a projection of the distorted social class of Drow on his clothing.

If he was granted abode in a drow city, he had to braid his hair, either as a family soldier or as a vassal artisan.

Similarly, if he can climb into the bed of a noble priestess by virtue of his looks, or if he is recruited as the chief of martial arts of a certain family for his excellent combat skills, then he will gain the status of a nobleman, who is between a "husband" and a "male favorite" unique to the drow elven society, as a "father-in-waiting", and will be able to tie his white hair into a ponytail.

However, Mo Yun, who has short hair, means that he is neither a resident of a certain Drow city nor a formidable Drow noble, which means that attacking such a ronin will not incur any retaliation.

After all, who can believe that there is any cowardly earthly "affection" between the drow elves?

The Drow Lang people who hide in the dark shadows are faintly scattered, and in their lives in Skull Harbor, they are more or less infected with a little bit of the characteristics of the ground seeds, and they have a little sense of companionship

Although, when there are benefits to be exchanged, selling teammates is still the first choice of these surface wanderers, but at least they know a little bit of the wolf-pack way of huddling together to keep warm.

No one noticed, but a sticky black mud squirmed silently in the shadows, patiently seeping through the gaps between the pavement and the wall tiles.

The Drow Elf raised his arm, the blackened thorn on the bracer had been fed with a strong anesthetic, and even the preparation of the drug had taken into account the Drow Elf's own strong tolerance to the drug. This kind of anesthetic needle is naturally something that flows out of the city of Drow, and even its formula uses a large number of mushrooms that are special to the dark regions, and for these ronins who are difficult to return to their homeland, such an anesthetic needle is used with one less.

But in Waterdeep, where the slave trade is prohibited, a rare handsome slave is worth the price.

However, in the place that these Drow Ronin didn't know, Mo Yun, who seemed to be moving forward cautiously, the muscles of his whole body were already tense, his breathing had already adjusted, and the invisible spiritual power firmly locked on these fellow clans who stayed on the surface.

Compared to the past, during his long journey from Morsoblay City to Deep Water City, in the past ten days, he could feel that his spiritual strength was constantly improving.

Without the help of the special vision of the drow elves to capture the glimmer of light and heat in the dark, just by relying on the release of mental power, one can perceive those beings in the darkness who have malicious intentions towards them.

Although he hadn't officially acquired those psychic abilities that were no less than magic, that alone made him a qualified psychic superability.

Feeling the greedy gaze with malice, as if a merchant was caressing a commodity, Mo Yun's expression was still as cold and elegant as that of a full-fledged Drow warrior, but he already had three blood acid poison needles in the ferocious lizard statue on his bracers.

First of all, it's the one that's ready to shoot out the anesthetic needle

"Ahh

"Poof"

It was as if the sound of the giant beast swallowing food suddenly came from the alley, and those Drow ronins who were locked by Mo Yun couldn't even fight back effectively, so they swallowed directly to the giant mouth in the shadows!

It's not a slime monster that wraps its prey in a clay-like gel, or it's not a magical creature with a giant mouth that hunts, it's more like the shadow itself grows a giant mouth and happily sends the prey down its throat.

Deep Water City is the City of Radiance, but there are always shadows under the light, and Mo Yun did not hesitate to raise his cloak and hide himself in the shadows.

In the shadows, the predator, hiding in the darkness, sighed regretfully: "Ah, it seems that the most important prey has run away......"

With this emotion, Angola Newman sank back into darkness.

Surrounded by black mud, the captured drows seemed to have returned to the fetal womb at the beginning of their lives, and the black mud was the amniotic fluid that conceived the baby.

Angola Newman's human form was no longer necessary, and turned into complete darkness, enveloping his prey

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Holding the bamboo slip terminal in contemplation, it was not surprising to see his new subordinate emerge from the shadow of the small clinic.

It was still covered with strange spells, except for the headscarf and crotch cloth, there was no extra clothes, but between the spells, there seemed to be a thick miasma seeping out, and as soon as it touched the air, it turned into drops of black mud.

"Imps who don't clean up should wash themselves before going home after hunting wild food outside. ”

"Eh, eh, is it true that the Great Lord really intends to make this place your palace? ”

The so-called "takeaway", falling from the torso of Angola Newman, are two slender men with flexible waists and full of gray hair.

The fact that their black leather coats were dissolved like fishing nets by the black mud of Angolan Newman was a miracle in itself.

Wei Ye rolled up the bamboo slip terminal, lowered his head and looked at the two captives more: "The body composed of the Holy Grail Great Wish and the Origin of the Sea of Sin is the most terrifying corrosive agent for the creature itself. I'm amazed that the living creatures you devour can still survive. ”

"No, no, no, my part is the desire of the Son of God, who is very fond of meddling and loving mankind, and the hopelessly sinful nature of mankind, and the life force that you have given me, Your Lord. So I'm going to happily eat the ones who are completely soaked in sin and make them a part of me, but the stupid ones who are still a little savvy probably can't digest it very well. ”

"And for the lord, I guess I would be happy to see my lovely subordinates come back with takeout. ”

"Not at all, I'm feeling like I'm seeing a cat come home with a cockroach in its mouth and put it next to the pillow. ”

Glancing at the "cockroaches" who fell to the ground with disgust, Xia Yuan Taiyijun wanted to taunt a few more words, but there was already a commotion outside the door.

Without opening the door, Wei Ye had already passed through the walls of the small clinic and saw the source of the noise.

It was a brightly armored vigilante with a short sword neatly worn around its waist, and its well-made dark green soft armor was adorned with the emblem of Waterdeep, the uniform of the "City Watcher", a law enforcement force unique to Waterdeep.

In addition to the vigilantes, the sheriff who led the team wore chain mail woven with extremely thin alloy rings, and a fist-sized emblem was decorated at the mouth of his heart

An iron glove with blue eyes on it, the mark of the patron god "Forever Awake Guard" Heim.

This is a god of the camp of order, strictly speaking, a god who acts only according to order. While the guardian god is generally closely related to the good gods led by the god of justice, this deity and his church are also the kind of characters that are the most troublesome

Only respect order, not right and wrong.

And the sheriff who led the team was undoubtedly the paladin of the guardian god Heim.

Generally speaking, whether it is Tyr, the god of justice, or Thom, the god of loyalty, the paladins who believe in them must abide by the creed of "mercy", but the paladins who change to the guardian god Heim, that is, the guardian order is the core, and everything else can be ignored.

In fact, in order to expand the direct territory of the church of the Temple of Heim, the deity and his followers are constantly working to open up new lands and organize immigration, which includes some achievements such as "the scalp of the aborigines is worth ten gold coins".

Although in Waterdeep, the Temple of Haim was intimidated by the status of the legendary magician of the Lord of Waterdeep, the Black Rod of Kelburn, and did not dare to be so presumptuous. But compared to the local temple of Tyre, which was obsessed with procedural justice and turned into a clerical staff such as lawyers and judges, a dynamic church organization like the Temple of Haim made up the majority of the ranks of the sheriffs of Waterdeep.

The assembled vigilantes, led by the paladin of Heim, began to recite a text in unison:

"In any case, you must not fail to live up to your duty. Thou shalt be vigilant at all times, and thou shalt be vigilant, and thou shalt be vigilant, and thou shalt be vigilant, and thou shalt be vigilant, and thou shalt be vigilant, and thou shal Thou shalt protect the weak, the poor, the wounded, and the young, and shall not sacrifice them for thy own sake or for any reason. Thou shalt study and know thy enemies, and be ready for the attack of thy enemies at all times. Thou shalt take care of thy weapons so that they can be of maximum use when thou needest them. Thou shalt plan carefully and carefully than act recklessly. Always obey commands, if they conform to Heim's teachings. As a guardian and defender, you should be good at your own good and pure loyalty. ”

This is the opening proclamation of the Heim canon, and it is the central doctrine of this deity.

After the ceremonial proclamation, the vigilantes soon split into teams of three and began to visit from house to house in Skull Harbor.

Skull Harbor is a dangerous area on the outskirts of Waterdeep, whether it is the thieves' union or those gray merchant groups, as well as mining companies with unclean methods, unregistered adventurer groups, and even casinos, underground loan sharks, etc., it is naturally a whole.

But these people also know that the big names in the main city of Deepwater City only tolerate the existence of the dark side of Skull Harbor for some reason. As long as the main city has a different view of Skull Harbor, then everyone can only bow and obey immediately.

Otherwise, he dropped a chain of lightning from the mage tower of the Black Rod of Kelburn and asked everyone if they could stand it?

Of course, generally speaking, the city lord and legendary magician with good taste and outstanding character should not be so boring, but even the students of Kelburn, who are in charge of the daily affairs of the city, are not for these Skull Harbor snakes to offend.

Soon, the role of the standard Thieves' Guild receptionist respectfully welcomed the Heim Paladin who led the security team into a tastefully decorated bar.

And at this time, Wei Ye raised his hand, and with a casual scoop, he scooped up a document issued by the sheriff in his hand.

The document that uses the lingua franca of the continent uses a Latin-like phonetic script, with similarities in grammar and phrase structure, and is slightly spelled out, which is like this:

"The Lord of Deepwater City informed the residents of the lower levels of Deepwater City that because the Skull Harbor area is full of illegal buildings, outsiders have entered Waterdeep City and mixed up here, which has caused many public security problems, vicious cases, and even frequent large-scale security incidents such as fires, poison gas leaks, and magic runaways. In view of this, Waterdeep City will carry out a three-month special treatment work in the Skull Harbor area, and demolish and clean up illegal buildings in the city. Residents of Skull Harbor are requested to voluntarily move out of this area within two hours of the order. ”

Of course, there is no mention of compensation for demolition or anything in this, let alone the resettlement after the house is demolished.

As for the rebellion of the inhabitants of Skull Harbor, there are paladins from the Temple of Heim, and if anyone who can't think of opening the door really becomes a nail household, then the Temple of Hem will definitely not hesitate to teach the other party what "order is supreme".

"The Lord of Deepwater City informed the residents of the lower levels of Deepwater City that because the Skull Harbor area is full of illegal buildings, outsiders have entered Waterdeep City and mixed up here, which has caused many public security problems, vicious cases, and even frequent large-scale security incidents such as fires, poison gas leaks, and magic runaways. In view of this, Waterdeep City will carry out a three-month special treatment work in the Skull Harbor area, and demolish and clean up illegal buildings in the city. Residents of Skull Harbor are requested to voluntarily move out of this area within two hours of the order. ”

Of course, there is no mention of compensation for demolition or anything in this, let alone the resettlement after the house is demolished. 2k reading web