Even though the Ban Rui family's huge temple could accommodate all the nobles of Mosoblay City, it was still too small in the eyes of the huge wax melting demons.

The largest and seemingly highest-ranking wax melters surrounded the Spider Queen Idol. As they danced, their semi-liquid bodies solidified, pigment precipitated on their bodies, and the dark brown brown that had been like a rotting corpse spot gradually became darker. It was as if the paraffin wax had been poured into the mold, and gradually condensed into the shape of a drow woman.

Beside the queen spider's favorite maids, the dancing wax melters gradually dispersed, their viscous bodies bubbling like the boiling wax in a wizard's flask.

The boiling wax splattered out in all directions, burning into scorched smoke in the air, and in the scorched smoke floated countless ghostly spiders, twisting their bodies and flying freely in the temple.

All the priestesses bowed their heads in awe of the ladies-in-waiting for such a grand performance.

Only the mistress of Ban Rui held her head high, and there was a mysterious smile on her shriveled face.

"Salute to the goddess who weaves the web of conspiracy, the master of our destiny!" "Mistress Ban Rui opened her arms as if to embrace the wax melting demons, "My dear sisters, have you come from the pit demon net and brought with you the oracle of the goddess?"

If a different priestess had the audacity to ask such a question to the maid of the Queen of Spiders, these wax melters would not mind tasting the flesh and blood of the Drow Mistress.

However, as the Spider God's chosen one, even the Wax Melters have to show her the corresponding respect.

The tallest maid stopped dancing and looked down at the old lady Drow, her voice empty as if it came from another world: "Mistress Banrui, you are going to hold a grand killing dinner to please the Queen of God?"

Mistress Ban Rui just nodded, and handed the Wax Melting Demon the ring she was wearing on her finger to the Wax Melt Demon in front of her.

The ring was plain in shape, and the ring face was just an ordinary opal, but the maid of the spider queen glanced at the inconspicuous pattern on the ring face, and showed a little smile.

Accepting the ring, the Wax Melt Demon glanced at the many priestesses in the temple again, and shook his head dissatisfiedly: "Even if you offer all the men of the city as sacrifices, this is not a valuable gift for the spider queen. If you use the solemn sacrifice as an outlet for your boring pleasures, it seems to me blasphemous!"

With the words of the handmaiden, all the priestesses who participated in the festival fell to their knees, and the hostesses who reacted the fastest had even taken out the various magical treasures they had prepared with them and presented them to the maids of the spider queen who were closest to them.

However, the foremaid still stared at the Mother of Ban Rui, as a high-level demon of the Deep Pit Demon Net, she would not be afraid of anything because of the identity of the Mother of Ban Rui's electorate, and still remained skeptical: "As the Mother of the Goddess's favor, you should understand what kind of sacrifices need to be prepared for such a grand ceremony. ”

The Queen of the Spiders is indeed very fond of the cannibalism of the Drow society, and uses the Drow men as the daily sacrifices of the priestesses, but a grand sacrifice is not a matter of sacrificing a group of lowly men.

In the long history of Mosoblay City, the larger the scale of the festival, the more the city of Mosoblay has eliminated a great enemy of the spider queen.

In the long memory of the mother of Ban Rui, she has only experienced two real great sacrifices.

One was during the Weeping War, when the city of Morsoblay sacrificed hundreds of captured elven royals to Rose.

On one occasion, the Banrui family single-handedly wreaked havoc on the underground pygmy city-state and routed an underground expeditionary force of shield dwarves.

For the conservative, self-contained city of Morsoblay, the occasional sneak into the surface in the middle of the night and destroy a small mountain village of less than 100 households in a few hours is their limit. Such a rare martial art is really rare but not sought-after.

So, this time, will the Ban Rui family get decent results?

The Wax Melting Demon's gaze fell on Varro, but just by looking at it, the demon let out a displeased sneer: "A human who has just touched the magic net, this is the last sacrifice of the day?"

Questioning the Wax Melting Demon, the Mother of Ban Rui just shook her head: "The secret of this human is far from being as simple as you see. ”

The body of the maîtress of the maquire-maid flowed like a liquid, and the limbs of an octopus were derived, and Varro was effortlessly swept into the air: "Then let's examine what secrets this seemingly useless human being hides under the glory of my lord." ”

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The Valley of Shadows, among the valley nations in the middle of the continent, is always special.

The reason is very simple, the old sage Ilminster, who is famous in the countries of the continent, has always lived here.

But what many people don't know is that in addition to Ilminster, another elector of the goddess of magic, Hiren, who is fearfully called the "Shadow Witch" or "Ghost Witch", also takes refuge in the small lake west of the Valley of Shadows.

Unlike her many sisters, the gentle witch transformed herself into an earth spirit. She appears to be a pearl-colored translucent ghost, but in reality, she has semi-assimilated herself with the magic that pervades the Valley of Shadows, turning her into a near-immortal being.

Because of this, her enemies fearfully referred to the lady as "a shrine maiden beyond death."

At this moment, Sheren was standing in Ilminster's research room, and in front of her and the old sage was a metal door inlaid with precious stones.

"Do you really want to open this portal, even if you open it, you will have to face the conspiracy of the dark elves?" said Ilminster, the old man who had taught him magic and swordsmanship, the witch of the Valley of Shadows, one last time persuading.

"Varo Temple is a fool who can't control his feet. Holding the long sword at his waist in one hand and the big pipe in the other, the energetic-looking old wizard replied happily: "Don't talk about the dangerous city of Mosoblai, I believe that one day, he will run to the endless abyss and go to the harem of the six-fingered demon king to interview those boring gossip." But it is a gentleman's virtue to help a friend out of danger. After all, a funny fool like this, one less to die. ”

While sighing, Ilminster pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the sword forged by the ancient elves flashed with blue-white lightning, reflecting his face that had suffered from vicissitudes: "And we all know that those souls who are sacrificed to demons and evil gods in evil rituals, even if they are gods, it is difficult to save them again. ”

The old sage flicked his wrist, and the blade of the long sword pierced into the keyhole of the metal door.

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In the middle of the city of Morsoblay, Gunf Banrey stood at the bottom of Nabondrin. This massive stone pillar supports the rock formation above the city of Morsoblay, ensuring that this natural underground cavern does not collapse. Similarly, this pillar is also the standard clock of Morsoblay, and the most "important" duty of the city's chief mages is to use magic to ignite the rich magic on this pillar and make it tell the time regularly.

Yes, in the eyes of the hostesses of Morsoblay City, the greatest responsibility and "glory" of a great magician who has advanced to the legendary realm is to be a bell ringer.

On the surface, legendary magicians like Gunf Banry, who either lead a powerful kingdom or have created their own city-states, are feared by their magic and will not easily call out their names.

Like most of the noble men of the Drow, the tall and handsome Gongfu had a serious face that was intimidating, and his surname, his status, and his power were the envy of most of the Drow men. But the chief mage of Morsobre, the leader of the Warlock Academy, and all high-ranking mages must show their submission, he can only be reprimanded as a slave by his manic priest sister!

There was no male as close to the real circle of power in Mosoblay as Gonfu, but even Gongfu could not turn sideways, and could only passively wait for the "mother spiders" to sacrifice, flatter, listen to oracles, weave conspiracies, and then convey them to him, the chief mage, in the form of orders.

Just like now, the most powerful male of the Ban Rui family was kicked out of the Ban Rui family's shrine.

Because of his status as the chief mage, it is unlikely that Gongfu would have tasted the daily life of ordinary drow men—humiliated, toyed with, tortured, and brutally killed. But because of this, every time Gongfu felt first-hand what it meant to be a "lowly man", the stimulation was even stronger.

Just like now, his keen eyes had seen the metal gate that suddenly appeared above Ban Rui's house, but he didn't have any superfluous thoughts at all. The chief mage of Morsoblay leaned slightly, completely covering himself in the shadow of the Nabondrin Pillar, and began to meditate intently on the spell that had ignited the pillar.

As for the metal gate above Ban Rui's house, leave it to the almighty Spider God Queen.

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The strong fluctuation of magic power can't hide from Gongfu, and of course, it can't hide from the master mother and the wax melting demons in the temple.

The huge metal door, as if completely ignoring the vault of the temple of the Ban Rui family, was embedded in the vault, and through the crack in the open door, you could vaguely see the electric light wrapped around a long sword.

A powerful portal opens, a common sight for priestesses who often summon demons from the lower realms.

But for the main mother, the time when they need to pick up the snake's head whip and the long sword to participate in the battle is almost frozen in the girlhood. They have long since left the Spider Academy, and only occasionally do they actually enter the battle mode during the family wars for the ranking of the noble lineage.

And in a grand festival of the queen of spiders, the position of each priestess is like spider silk in a spider's web, and they are never allowed to act rashly.

Of course, the lady of Banrui and the maplemaster of the Wax Melting Demon had the right to suspend the sacrifice, but neither the shriveled old woman nor the Wax Melting Demon holding Varro looked at the door above the shrine with interest.

"Is this the true gift you have to offer to the Queen Spider?"

"The most favored elect of the goddess of magic, and the human being that interests the many demon lords of the Endless Abyss. There is no more precious sacrifice for the Queen of God. ”

Looking at the shriveled face of the lady of Ban Rui, the foreman of the Wax Melting Demon added: "But this sacrifice was not tied hand and foot, and was placed on the altar of the Divine Hall!"

"So I held the Great Sacrifice of the Spider's Kiss, and invited all the priestesses of Morsoblay to attend, and I was fortunate enough to be admired by all of you, and they descended here like spore powder. ”

Mistress Ban Rui replied very happily.

As a high-level demon, the Wax Melt Demon Foreman immediately understood his situation. The Mother of Banry weaves a small conspiracy, and all the noble families in Morsoblay City and the invited Wax Melt are part of this conspiracy.

"The spider queen will appreciate your little tricks. ”

Biting the accent on the word "little trick", the Wax Melt Foreman let out a silent mental fluctuation, which was an order addressed to all the priestesses and Wax Melt demons present: "The blasphemous surface creatures have offended the high sacrifice of the Queen of God, and the Queen of God will never tolerate lowly creatures violating her divine might, and what about you, the priests who are pitied and cared for by the Queen of God!"

The words were almost screaming, but they were enough for the priestesses of Morsobre.

Every priestess who participated in the high festival, whether it was the head mother of the ruling family or the apprentices who had just entered the Spider Church, all showed their full spirit, singing a prayer in praise of the Spider Queen and brandishing the snake-headed whip in their hands.

The invisible magic surged towards the metal door in an extremely frenzied form, but the old smoking gun that pushed the door in only frowned impatiently.

The power of the priests came from the gods, so the form of magic that the priests could mobilize was often very simple. Just like now, the power unleashed by the priestesses from Morsoblay comes from the lower realms without exception. That iconic aura of destruction, with the unique negative impact of the lower realm, instantly engulfed this uninvited guest in the blink of an eye.

However, the old sage with the pipe in his mouth just slowly pushed the door open, and around him, the originally extremely violent lower realm energy flowed away silently like water droplets falling on an umbrella.

"The electorate, favored by Mistra, can neutralize attack magic, and apparently the same goes for Rose's divine magic. Among the priestesses who were busy praying and casting spells, an inconspicuous-looking mid-the-line priest raised his head, glanced at the lively old smoking gun on the vault, and then gently kicked his own sacrifice: "While these crazy women have not come to their senses, let's go quickly!"

Just when the "priestess" grabbed Mo Yun's wrist and a large group of priestesses gathered, a bewitching priestess leaned against the wall, stroking the back of her sacrifice with one hand, and looking at the old man who suddenly came with the pergola with the other.

"The big pipe of sepiolite, the thundering sword forged by the elves, and the old face that doesn't look very serious, I'm sure that no one dares to go directly to Mosoblay City to save people except for the great sage of Shadow Valley. ”

The decayed one, who had not grown old and decrepit, looked at the old man who was smoking a pipe, and watched him casually wave his sleeves, eliminating the curse culture of those low-level family mothers.

But in the same way, the top housewives, although they also pretend to be chanting prayers, the last spells of these housewives come from the necklaces on their chests, rings on their fingers, or some other fancy things. No one wants to show their hole cards, and no one wants to exhaust their strength on this occasion.

The Wax Melt Demon Foreman wasn't surprised by this kind of image - the Spider God Queen regarded betrayal as a virtue, so don't expect the rulers of these Drow city-states to have any loyalty to the Spider God Queen. In fact, the city-state of Drow and the queen of the spider gods are more like a symbiotic relationship between the emperor and the princes.

The emperor gave the princes the title of righteousness, and the princes handed over tributes to show their submission to the emperor.

The Queen of the Spiders bestows magic on the Lords to maintain their rule, and the Queens return the favor with a sense of faith that is not pure in nature, and maintain the Spider Queen's sole legal position of faith in the city-state of Drow.

As a close attendant of Rose, the Wax Melt Demon Foreman knows very well that even in Rose's holy city of Mosobre, there is the Obroza family who have little faith in Rose and climbed to the high position of the third ruling family.

As for the Banrui family......

Glancing at the old housewife of the Ban Rui family, who was still extremely calm, the Wax Melting Demon Foreman decided to give up arguing with this spider queen voter first.

Compared to the priestesses who only know how to obtain Rose's power through prayer, the Wax Melders, as a famous demon race in the Endless Abyss, are born with strong psychic abilities and know a variety of spells without a teacher.

Although using magic against an old sage who has won the favor of the goddess of magic is basically equivalent to suicide. But the demons of the Endless Abyss are all powerful warriors without exception, even the Wax Melting Demon, known as the Spider Queen's Handmaiden.

With just a look, the flickering figure silently approached Ilminster, the wax melters who naturally understood the displacement of psionic energy were the best assassins, and their seemingly soft bodies like corpse wax would be transformed into murder weapons as dangerous as the Adamantite Sword with the help of psychic abilities-

It was only around Ilminster that the invisible force field wall easily blocked the tentacles of the wax melter, and the old sage was just biting his large sepiolite pipe, the ash of which was flickering and the magic around it was gathering frantically around it.

At this moment of tension, Ilminster still maintained his calm demeanor, his gaze left the wax melt demon, and fell on the shriveled old face of the mother of Banry: "Let go of my friend Varro Temp, the mother of Morsobre, and don't let your city get involved in unnecessary wars." ”

The answer to the old sage was a spider mask pressed on the face by the Mother of Ban Rui: "Weak proposal! The Spider Queen never accepts peace talks, and the same is true of Mosoblay City!"

(End of chapter)