Chapter 2579 Elmetti

Ishtar's doubts about the authenticity of the real world are like diving into a dead end, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't find a way out.

Such metaphysical questions can neither be proven nor falsified, and endless paranoia like Ishtar's will only drive him to a nervous breakdown in the end.

However, in a second thought, Qiao An thought that the questions about "meaning of life" and "value of human nature" that he was looking for were also equally illusory?

In this regard, even if I have not gone crazy, I am not much more sober than Ishtar, and I really have no right to laugh at others.

Sighing, Joan couldn't help feeling a little more sympathetic to the mad beholder queen.

Ishtar seemed to notice the change in her expression, stopped talking to himself, closed all his eyes, and looked a little haggard.

At this time, the Chief Overseer Almati, who lived on Saoirse's left, looked at Joan and grinned at her, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.

"Mitra, a bastard like you is not worthy of the freedom His Majesty bestows upon you. Someone must watch over you! My First Legion happens to have a vacancy, so I will reward you with this honor!"

After saying this, she stretched out a dark eye stalk, and wanted to impose "spiritual control" on Joan without asking if Joan was willing to be dominated by her.

"Go away!"

The "Hand of Arcana" appeared out of thin air, and slapped away the eye stalk that Elmetti stretched out.

"Bastard, bastard! Blind bitch! You want to rebel!"

All thirteen eyes of Almedy stared round, staring at Mitra in astonishment, her face full of shock and anger, she couldn't believe that the other party dared to resist her domination.

"Lord Elmetti, I refuse to accept your so-called 'honor', firstly because you don't respect me, and secondly because...you don't deserve it!"

Joan looked at Almati coldly. There is no need to deliberately imitate anyone. At this moment, her original intention and Mitra's behavior style are in perfect harmony.

"Mitra, you are still so cute... I just like your unruly and wild energy."

Saoirse's crisp laughter echoed in the conference hall, provoking Almetti to protest loudly, unable to restrain her embarrassment.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister! If Mitra was really rebellious, why didn't she dare to resist His Majesty's domination at the beginning? In my opinion, this little bitch is just putting on a show, and she is a bullying slut in her bones!"

"Elmetti, what you say is tantamount to admitting that you are weak and can be bullied. Is it possible that you still feel quite proud?"

Saoirse still had a smile on her face, and a question full of sarcasm made the Chief Overseer feel embarrassed and didn't know how to refute.

The beholder aristocrats who were watching the excitement snickered secretly, and the other five warlords didn't want to miss the opportunity to taunt their colleagues, so they laughed extravagantly.

Saoirse looked around and said with a serious face: "It's not just Elmetti, you all should have more respect for our 'Magic Eye Arcanist', as the ability to cast spells in the city of Udinos is second only to the Supreme And my inhabitants, Mitra, deserve your respect."

The meeting hall was silent.

Except for Ishtar, who was still in a daze, all the elites of Udinos focused their attention on Mitra because of the warning from the Prime Minister.

Sensing the sharp gazes of the warlords and nobles, as well as the doubts, jealousy and resentment hidden behind their sights, Joan had a deeper understanding of the word "targeted by the public", and couldn't help suspecting that the Prime Minister was only superficially protecting himself, but in fact he had no good intentions , Consciously or unintentionally, he put himself on the fire.

The silence lasted for a long time. Ishtar seemed to wake up from a dream. Finally, he noticed the strange atmosphere in the meeting hall and snorted impatiently. With a pleasing attitude, he is waiting for the Supreme Commander.

"A bunch of unworthy things! Either they shut themselves in the well and are indifferent to the public affairs of the city, or they are narrow-minded and jealous when they see whoever gets the limelight. They fight inside and outside, and this continues, Oudinot. Sooner or later, it will be destroyed in your hands!"

Ishtar reprimanded his subordinates, sighed out of interest, and his tone became more relaxed.

"The mastermind behind the chaos in the city today must be clear to you. Those sinister octopus heads have seen enough of our jokes. Now let me give them a little surprise, and by the way, also for you Out of anger."

Ishtar twisted one eye stalk and leaned towards the crystal ball, as if adjusting the detection angle.

Joan looked at the crystal ball curiously, and after careful identification, he confirmed that Ishtar was casting some kind of legendary magic.

With her current mana, she still can't fully analyze the legendary magic, but it is not difficult to estimate that the configuration of this spell is similar to "Advanced Scrying", and it also combines some of the configurations of "True Seeing" and "Clairvoyance", taking up as much magic power as 40 energy levels - 5 energy levels higher than "Soul Transformation"!

The legendary magic that consumes so much energy must be more than just detecting the enemy. What will happen next?

Joan became more and more curious.

Under everyone's gaze, the picture reflected by the crystal ball was frozen in a dark cave.

There is a camp in the cave, many dylo dwarves guard near the entrance of the cave, and three strong giants.

From the front, these giants who are nearly 20 feet tall, except for the scary appearance of the blue-faced fangs, are generally quite normal.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that in addition to their normal limbs, they all have a thick gray arm growing out of their backs, which looks awkward.

At first, Joan thought that the third arm on the giant's back was surgically transplanted by the Mind Flayer. This approach was also in line with the abnormal behavior of the Mind Flayer, but after listening to the whispered discussions of the beholder nobles around him, he realized that Knowing that he has wronged the mind flayer.

In fact, these giants are born with three arms, so they are called "three-armed monsters" by the residents of the underground world.

The reason why they are called "trolls" rather than giants is that although such creatures have the blood of the giant subspecies, they are essentially "strange" creatures like beholders and mind flayers.

Ishtar adjusted the detection angle of the crystal ball, fixed the picture in the depths of the cave and zoomed in.

The inside of the cave near the stone wall is covered with a large sheet of felt. On the felt are nine humanoid creatures in black slim leather cloaks sitting on the floor. A little purple skin was exposed, the skin was smooth and wet, and slightly glowing, giving Joan an impression similar to marine molluscs.