Chapter 652 Tide Sound

The sound transmission stone gradually shattered. Khelben Black Staff stared at the powder in his hand, then swept it aside. He squinted his eyes and looked out the window. This famous legendary wizard was sturdy and had a pair of bright eyes, but at this moment, his eyes were flashing with an uneasy light.

The Inquisition.

This was not the first time Khelben had heard of this name. Before this, he had heard about the Inquisition from the God-favored Knight of Tyr. At that time, Amelia had asked Khelben if he knew about this organization, but Khelben knew nothing about the existence of the Inquisition.

This was actually rare, because Khelben was once a member of the Harpist Alliance. Although he left the Harpist Alliance and established his own organization, Khelben thought he was quite good at intelligence networks.

However, even so, he had never heard of such an organization.

Just by listening to Amelia's description, Khelben could be sure that the Inquisition was an organization of human supremacy—such an organization was extremely rare in the main plane. As mentioned before, humans do not have their own patron saints, and most of the gods that humans can believe in will communicate with other races, so the Inquisition cannot be a clerical organization.

Only some wizard organizations may have such rules, but according to Amelia's description, the Inquisitor is obviously not a wizard—well, he seems to have said that he is a wizard?

What a pity that I have not been able to meet him before.

Kelben sighed slightly. To be honest, there are countless strange organizations on the continent of Faerun. The Inquisition is not the strangest one, but it is definitely the most daring he has ever seen—just going deep into the Underdark and even starting a war between the drow elves, and wanting to kill them all, anyone who hears this will be extremely horrified.

After all, everyone can talk big, and fanatical beliefs will even drive some clergy to take the initiative to go to the Ninth Level Hell to "save" those devils. But being able to really do what they say is another matter.

How did the Inquisition do it?

What did they do?

Khelbourne had countless questions, but now he could only suppress his anxiety and wait for his nephew and Amelia to return safely.

If the Inquisition could really destroy the drow elves, Khelbourne was sure that this would become the biggest news on this continent.

No one else.

For the drow elves, this was obviously not good news.

Six cities had already fallen.

The drow elves had never been as nervous as they were now. The angry roar of the Spider Queen echoed in their minds, and the cities that lost contact made them panic. Since the drow elves entered the underground, they had never encountered such a dangerous situation.

The drow built a total of twelve cities underground. These cities were only related to each other because they were close to each other, but now half of them have fallen, so that the drow elves have become less firm in their belief in the Spider Queen. After all, the drow believe in the Spider Queen because she can protect the drow from surviving in the Underdark, but now it seems that the Spider Queen has lost her power.

Maybe those rumors are correct?

The one they believe in is not the real Spider Queen?

Once this suspicion arises, it is difficult to suppress it. The society of the drow elves is full of conspiracies and tricks. The Queen of Gods has not been able to show her powerful power in the face of rebellion, which has gradually made some families suspicious. Of course, those are some small families with low rankings, and they have not yet been able to influence the entire city.

But... rumors spread more widely than anything else.

It is precisely because of this that when the first mistress of Bernast saw the door of her temple open and a woman with a black body and burning eyes strode in directly, she was almost horrified to the point of being unable to control herself. She rolled down from the throne and trembled in front of the drow elf.

"I will never forgive this stupid betrayal! So I came!"

The Saint of Rose gritted his teeth and was extremely angry. The power of the gods in this world comes from the power of faith, whether it is a racial god or a professional god. Duanmu Huai not only slaughtered the drow elves wantonly, but also spread lies to shake their faith in the Spider Queen. This was simply a murder and Rose certainly could not bear it any longer.

Perhaps the gods of Mount Heaven would help each other, but the demon lords of the Abyss had no sense of companionship. If they realized that Rose was no longer powerful, it would be hard to imagine whether they would try to turn Rose into a roasted spider and sprinkle some salt and sauce on it.

So Rose had to descend as a saint and take a risk.

Otherwise she would be dead!

"Bernaster, Kyle Nari, Subon... I want all the believers of the remaining six drow cities to gather here. We will completely eliminate those ignorant idiots here and let them know the price of confronting the Spider Queen!"

Rose's saint stared at the trembling First Matron in front of him, his eyes brighter and brighter.

"Moreover, I will give you a sacred ritual, and you will understand that the power of the Spider Queen is irresistible!"

"Yes---!"

At this moment, the only answer the First Matron could make was this.

The Spider Queen's will cannot be disobeyed.

Soon, the remaining six cities’ drow families set out, but of course, not everything went smoothly. Every drow knew how dangerous this war was, and if possible, they also hoped to make some preparations so that their families could continue. However, the Spider Queen’s oracle could not be disobeyed. She asked all drow families to bring their priests, soldiers and slaves to Bernast, the drow city that would become the next battlefield.

When Firri arrived at Bernast with her army, what appeared in front of her was a fortress armed to the teeth.

Tens of thousands of slaves stood outside the city wall with weapons in hand, and the city wall was full of drow soldiers holding crossbows. Even the wax-melting demons, the maids of the Spider Queen, appeared from both sides, posing as if they were going to fight the traitors to death.

This scene alone was enough to make many invaders stop and be frightened.

However, this did not include Firri’s army.

The completely crazy drow elves didn't care about the huge army on the opposite side. Their bodies and spirits had already succumbed to the will of the old gods and became indescribable monsters and servants of the old days. The huge blood moon like a giant jellyfish was suspended behind Firri. Their tentacles formed by the transformation and condensation of the corpse were shaking constantly at this moment, eager to taste the next delicious meal.

What on earth is that?

Looking at the army in the distance, even the Saint of Rose was momentarily distracted. Even in the bottomless abyss, she had never seen such a weird and twisted flesh and blood product. Even the most evil demigod lich would not create such a twisted and indescribable disgusting existence!

What exactly is her enemy?

The Saint of Rose suddenly found that she seemed a little rash, because until now, she didn't know who the other party was and why he wanted to attack the drow. She was sure that the crazy drow priest was controlled by something, but what exactly was it?

It's not that the drow didn't try to find out. Many families sent spies, or some small families even pretended to rebel against the Spider Queen, fled the city and went to Firri, trying to figure out the source of her power and what was behind her.

But none of them came back.

The same was true for the drow who fled during the battle. Ogis and Jawi floated outside the defense line like ghosts, killing every fish that slipped through the net—just like they did before at the gate of the underground dwarf city.

Standing on the city wall at this moment, looking at the terrifying army outside that was so strange that even Rose couldn't imagine it, this question was so strong.

Elves are not good at siege warfare, and the drow are the same. They prefer to use the dark enchantment to block the enemy's sight and attack them from behind. But it's too late now. This battle is on the verge of being launched. And this will be a battle that determines the fate of the drow.

Saint Rose clenched her fists and shook her head, then she turned around and looked at the First Matron.

"Begin the ceremony now."

"Huh?"

The First Madam was stunned when she heard Saint Rose's words.

"But the battle has not started yet......"

"Now, do it immediately."

Saint Rose interrupted the First Madam coldly. She knew what the First Madam wanted to say. According to the original plan, they should hold the ceremony after the battle started, because this ceremony requires a large number of drow souls. The souls of the drow elves who died in the battle will be absorbed and complete the ceremony.

But Saint Rose did not tell the First Madam that in fact... there have been no drow souls from the main plane in Rose's domain for a long time.

This is obviously a very strange thing. According to reason, the souls of all Rose's believers will go to Rose's world after death, not to mention that there are not a few drow elves who died in the previous cruel battles, but Rose has hardly seen many souls enter her own domain.

Could it be that the opponent even took away the souls of her believers?

This time Rose really couldn't stand it.

Everything the other party did was very obvious... It was aimed at her.

Then, there was only one thing she could do.

"……………………!!!"

The first matron raised her hands and began to chant loudly, and the other priests also raised their hands. They surrounded the drow elves who were preparing for battle in the inner city, and praised the great power of the Spider Queen in unison. At first, the drow elves did not feel any problem with this. It was almost standard procedure to pray for the Spider Queen's blessing before the battle.

But soon they felt something was wrong. The chanting time was too long, and the strong, evil and powerful power was condensing and gathering. They felt their breathing became rapid, their heartbeats accelerated, and the shadow of death was silently shrouding each of them.

Then, they fell.

Thousands of the most elite guards from various families fell at this moment, falling under the magic of the Spider Goddess they believed in. Then, the evil, bright red magic circle quietly emerged, greedily absorbing the souls of the victims, and bursting out waves of shocks.

"Oh?"

Standing behind Firri, Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows and looked at the huge fortress in the distance.

It seems that Rose finally couldn't help it.

This kind of fluctuation is not unfamiliar to Duanmu Huai. He can feel that the barrier between the subspace and the real world is becoming weaker. A large amount of soul power poured into it, tearing the wall that originally separated the two worlds. A huge circle of fire appeared out of thin air. Then, a spider elf with a height of dozens of meters, whose upper body is a drow elf and whose lower body is a spider, walked out of it. She held a snake-headed whip in her hand, and her eyes sprayed angry flames.

"Who on earth dares to offend me...! Get out of here!!!"

The patron saint of the drow elves, the spider queen Rose, stared angrily at the army in front of her and roared loudly.