Chapter 902 The Chaotic Dark Region (10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

"Hahaha, I knew you would say that. Because your thoughts and motives are always so simple and direct, and you almost never hide them."

Corelon couldn't help but burst into a hearty laugh.

This is also one of the things he likes most about Zuo Si.

Because as long as you are willing to pay, you will definitely get huge rewards from the other party in the future.

Take the elves of the continent of Faerun as an example. Since the restoration of the Kingdom of Cormanthor and joining the trade alliance, it has successfully integrated into the world system again and gained the corresponding right to speak.

And there is no need to worry that the beautiful and handsome elves will become the target of slave traders, or suddenly be attacked by monsters, orcs and human racists. The overall population growth rate is very fast, even exceeding the historical peak in the past.

Of course, there are also many potions and sex toys that have contributed to this.

In particular, a large number of stockings, underwear, perfumes that can stimulate instincts and desires, as well as magical drugs that can increase body sensitivity, have greatly increased the mating frequency of the elves who were originally slightly frigid, almost reaching several times or even dozens of times the normal level.

It even gave rise to a large number of artistic inspirations in this regard, and created one masterpiece after another that amazed the world.

You should know that the elves' paintings, sculptures and crafts used to pursue the beauty of color, lines and the integration of the whole with nature.

But now they are beginning to pursue a realistic style, especially the shaping of the body has begun to become muscular and layered, a bit similar to the style of ancient Greek sculptures, but with the unique exquisiteness and delicacy of the elves.

This undoubtedly makes the elf gods who are keen on art very happy.

Although some older and more conservative old people think that this is a sign of some kind of degeneration and should be slightly restricted.

But Corellon thinks it is completely unnecessary.

Because the release of this instinct and desire has not developed to the extent of the dark elves in another universe, and it can also add a BUFF that is beneficial to fertility, which is simply the best gift for the sparsely populated elves.

The most important thing is that they don't need to be self-enclosed now, and can contact humans, dwarves, gnomes, halflings, and even their former enemies, orcs, at any time, to do business, make friends, or conduct diplomatic activities.

This kind of interaction and competition is crucial to the promotion of civilization.

No closed civilization can last for a long time, and it often gradually moves towards self-destruction and extinction under self-isolation.

In fact, Corellon is not blindly protective and pampering of the elves, and he doesn't care about one or two villages or cities being enslaved, massacred, and destroyed.

What he really cares about is the development and continuation of the race as a whole.

Otherwise, when the elves retreated, he would not have watched the elves in Calinshan, Tethyr, Amn and other regions become slaves of humans in large numbers.

To be precise, the several crown wars and the corruption of the dark elves made him very angry, and he wanted to use this method to let the elves of Faerun remember the lesson and ensure that similar mistakes would not be made again in the future.

"Simple? Direct? Undisguised? I think many people may not agree with your point of view. In their eyes, I am a big devil who is insidious, cunning, full of lies, and full of tricks. I must be careful to guard against it." Zuo Si said self-deprecatingly in a half-joking tone.

But Corellon smiled and shook his head: "No, that's because they don't understand you.

In fact, you have always been a person with a very clear goal.

That is to pursue power beyond everything.

And you have never been confused from beginning to end.

Those guys who are your enemies don't understand at all, and they don't have to stand in your way.

Because your goals don't conflict with theirs, and can even complement each other to a certain extent.

Many times, some concessions and gifts can gain your friendship and get unimaginable huge rewards in the future."

There is no doubt that the Elf Lord is one of the few people in this universe who truly understands and sees through Zuo Si, except for the God of Knowledge.

He directly passed through the complex performances and saw the essence of things hidden in the deepest.

Zuo Si stared at the other person's eyes for a long time before slowly responding: "You are right. It's a pity that there are too few people who can understand this."

"Yes.

There are always too many fools who are looking for trouble in this world and even the entire universe, so there are all kinds of conflicts and confrontations, as well as endless wars.

So I hope my children will focus more on happiness, rather than becoming one of them.

But they always disappoint me.

Especially Aroshi (Rose's former name when she was still a member of the Elven God System).

I once had unparalleled expectations for her, but she eventually lost herself in the struggle for conspiracy and power and chose to betray.

Promise me that you will not kill her no matter what, okay?

No matter what, she is my daughter and wife."

Corellon's tone was filled with deep regret and sadness.

It can be seen that he has a deep affection for the Spider Queen, so deep that he is unwilling to hurt her even now.

No wonder Rose has been making small moves without fear, even trying to corrupt the young new members of the Elven God System, and wants to form a coalition to enter Arvandor.

"Please don't worry. Even if it's not for your sake, I will let her go for the sake of the Will of the Abyss."

Zuo Si made a promise without hesitation.

After all, the identity of the Spider Queen is too special. At the same time, she is protected by two beings that are more terrifying than powerful gods. Killing her is not worth the loss.

In contrast, appropriate weakening is the right choice.

After getting the answer he wanted, Corellon showed satisfaction on his face: "Thank you very much.

I owe you a favor this time. I will give you a small gift later.

Also, remember not to intervene too early.

I want Eilistraee to learn a lesson from this incident.

She is too naive and immature. She always thinks that she can save the entire dark elf race with her own strength.

But in fact, compared with Aroshi, her plans are as childish and ridiculous as those of a three-year-old child."

"Understood!"

Zuo Si agreed very straightforwardly.

He understood what the elven god meant.

As Corellon said, the gap between the dark girl Eilistraee and Rose is too big.

This gap is not only in believers, influence and divine power level, but also in the understanding of their own fields and camps.

Take the Spider Queen as an example. She has deeply understood that the chaos of the dark elves comes from fear rather than evil.

The pleasure of chaos is to enjoy the humbleness, cowardice and obedience of ordinary people in front of her, to subvert the root of all things, and to master every trick that can cause disasters.

And these are things that ordinary dark elves can never really understand and appreciate in their entire lives.

Rose likes this ignorance of her believers.

But for ordinary dark elves, chaos means that individuals can gain benefits from it, and that they can climb to the peak of power in conspiracy, betrayal, assassination and blood until they are above everyone else.

Through this subtle influence, the goddess of chaos and evil has long engraved something deeply into the culture and genes of the dark elves, which cannot be changed overnight.

That's why Eilistraee and Velen were defeated in the battle of the Spider Queen and lost to their mothers.

Because they neither understand what true chaos is nor what true evil is.

This is just like the duel between two people described in many books and film and television works. One person is far superior to the other in realm, and the latter obviously has no chance of winning.

At least in Zuo Si's eyes, the so-called "Battle of the Spider Queen" is not an adventure or a gamble, but a trap set by Rose.

"See you later."

After saying this, Corellon's incarnation instantly disappeared from the spot.

Zuo Si admired the commotion of the entire Underdark with interest for a while before turning around and leaving.

...

There is no doubt that for the residents of the surface world of Faerun, the drastic changes taking place in the underground world are not even more noticeable than the end of the civil war of the Red Mage of Sel.

Because after Sazastan announced that he had become a lifelong dictator, he immediately integrated the forces of the two factions and launched a surprise attack on the neighboring Mulhorand Empire.

In just less than a week, the battle line was pushed directly to the banks of the Rosen River, and countless villages and towns were completely turned into ruins in the massacre of the undead and the construct army.

All the airships and cannons originally prepared for each other were also put into the battle, which dealt a heavy blow to the Mulhorand Empire, which was unprepared and in the process of transitioning from theocracy to secular power.

You must know that since the end of theocracy, the focus of the Mulhorand Empire has shifted from the north to the south.

The army centered on the Church of the God of War Anhor is constantly invading the chaotic Enther and is constantly expanding its influence to the Chessenta region. Many mercenaries in the region have chosen to convert to the God of War and pray for his blessing.

Therefore, the main forces of the Mulhorand Empire are concentrated in the south rather than the north.

When the army of Sazastan launched a fierce attack, the entire border defense line collapsed instantly, and no effective resistance was formed at all.

Because the elite and tactical command honed in the tragic civil war are simply not comparable to those human soldiers who have been neglected in training for a long time.

In addition, this is a joint land and air operation, which directly upgraded the original two-dimensional plane war to three-dimensional, so it is not surprising that such a result will occur.

But what other forces in the entire Faerun continent could not understand was that the red robe wizards of Sel had changed their nature and did not plunder or sell slaves. Instead, they killed all the subjects of the Mulhorand Empire without leaving a single one, and transformed their corpses into undead creatures.

Obviously, Zuo Si deliberately asked Sazastan to do this to reduce the number of believers in the Mulhorand pantheon to ensure that they would never be able to shake the dominant position of the Faerun pantheon in this continent.

The brutal massacre instantly triggered the collective anger of the Mulhorand Empire from top to bottom.

The ruling group, which was still fighting internally and vying for power, immediately responded and drew legions from the southern region to the north at the fastest speed. Many cities also started the conscription plan, and the city of Geldans even sent a mage group to help.

A revenge army was quickly formed.

For this reason, they even gave up control of the Enther occupied area and drew back a full 8,000 of the more than 10,000 soldiers stationed there, leaving only 2,000 people to barely guard the city and fortress strongholds.

The rebels of Enther also seized this opportunity and began to actively launch attacks to regain lost territory.

Suddenly, the entire eastern part of the continent was in turmoil.

Of course, merchants from the West Coast Empire were indispensable in this war.

Sensing business opportunities, they almost immediately appeared in the palaces and mansions of the powerful figures in the Mulhorand Empire, or secretly reached agreements with the rebel leaders in the Unther region.

In short, this highly anticipated war attracted the attention of the entire Faerun continent not long after it broke out.

Those regional leaders who were originally worried that Cyre would invade the surrounding areas after it was unified also breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially the Storm Queen Xinbu and the Seleman witches who had been attacked by the Red Robe Wizard, they hoped that Sazastan and the Mulhorand Empire would fight for decades or hundreds of years, and it would be best if both sides collapsed together.

Because in their eyes, the Mulhorand Empire, which practiced slavery and had a strong tendency to expand, was not a good thing.

Just as the two major powers in the East collided passionately again, the drow elf girl Lirael had quietly entered a city that originally believed in the spider goddess Rose.

The reason why "once" is emphasized is that it is now occupied by rioting male wizards and warriors. All priestesses have been killed, leaving only some women who also have no power and status as tools to vent their anger and desire.

This time, they are no longer mistresses who enjoy the service of men, but slaves tied to the racks with chains, shackles and ropes and allowed to be ravaged.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Liriel would never have thought how terrible it would be when a group of people who had been suppressed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years suddenly broke out and seized power.

Those men shouted the name of Velen, the god of conspiracy of the dark elves, and vented their anger crazily.

Many women who were placed in public were even tortured to death, and the bodies of many mistresses and high-level priestesses were also made into things like pleasure golems by magic.

If you have to use one word to describe the current state of this city, it is madness!

The most extreme madness!

"Damn! These guys are making me want to vomit. If Velen is the leader of the dark elves, it's better to keep the status quo."

Lirael suppressed the feeling of nausea and couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

She couldn't imagine how these men would maintain gender balance after killing all the women, and how they would reproduce to ensure that they would not go extinct due to population decline.

But unfortunately, the drow men who fell into madness could no longer care about so much.

They just wanted to release the accumulated anger and repression in the most destructive way.

As for the consequences and the future, that was not what they wanted to consider now.

And Velen, the god of conspiracy, was obviously encouraging men to do this, in order to strengthen his own divine power and weaken his mother's control over the entire race.

It can be said that except for Eilistraee, there is no god in the entire dark elf pantheon who really considers the future of the entire race and sincerely hopes that they can live better and better.

But despite complaining, Lirael did not forget her mission.

She carefully used her cloak to cover her feminine features, and pulled her hood to cover her beautiful face, and crossed the street at a very fast speed to arrive in front of a house that looked very dilapidated.

She did not knock on the door, but cast a low-level detection spell.

Instantly!

A hidden symbol appeared out of thin air in the corner of the wall.

Seeing this, Lirael's tense nerves relaxed a little, and then looked around to confirm that she was not being followed, and then silently recited a spell.

The next second...

Her petite figure disappeared out of thin air.

In a flash, the whole person appeared in a place that looked like a basement.

Through the unique dark vision of the drow, she quickly noticed that this place was densely packed with underage children, or girls to be exact.

They all looked very frightened, and some were seriously injured or missing limbs and became disabled, lying on the ground curled up in a ball and shaking uncontrollably.

The visual impact that could not be described in words almost made Lirael think that she had come to the church of Ilmater, the god of suffering in the surface world.

As a drow girl who often went to the surface world to hang out and adventure, she had visited the church of this kind and benevolent god more than once and donated generously to it.

On the one hand, it was because Ilmater's followers did not discriminate against dark elves, nor did they think that the dark skin and silver-white hair represented evil and cruelty, and were willing to talk to them in a friendly manner.

On the other hand, they admired these selfless people who did good without asking for anything in return from the bottom of their hearts.

It was from the priest of Ilmater that Lirael learned what true kindness was.

But she didn't understand why there were so many little girls in this place that originally belonged to the secret base of the followers of the dark girl Eilistraee.

Many of them were nobles wearing family emblems and marks.

Just as the drow girl looked around with a puzzled look on her face, a female priest wearing the holy emblem of Eilistraee suddenly came out from next door.

When she saw Lirael, she quickly put down what she was holding and exclaimed: "You...you are the chosen one that the goddess told me would come here in my dream?"

"Yes, my name is Lirael, nice to meet you. By the way, what's going on with these girls?"

The drow girl first introduced herself, and then looked around with doubtful eyes.

If she calculated correctly, there were at least forty or fifty underage girls here.

Upon hearing this, the pastor immediately replied with a wry smile: "They are all children who survived the riot before.

Some are nobles and some are commoners.

Although I didn't want to get involved in the beginning.

But seeing them being hunted down, raped, humiliated, and mistreated by those crazy men, he couldn't help but save them all and bring them back here.

After all, the goddess has taught us to be tolerant, kind, and kind, and to do our best to help the weak.

What's more, they are just a group of children and have not yet been poisoned by the Spider Queen's evil thoughts and teachings.

I thought maybe we could lead them to believe in the great Dark Maiden and become one of us. "

"But the problem is...how can you feed them with so many people?

You know, everything is in complete chaos outside now.

It's dangerous to even go out on your own, let alone get food and water.

In addition, letting them hide in this small place for a long time is not an option.

They are people, not animals, and need privacy and their own space. "

Lirael held her forehead and showed a painful expression.

She could understand the other party's desire to save these girls, but she ignored the most important point, which was whether he had such ability.

Since she had been with Zuo Si for a while, she did not have the unrealistic romantic spirit like other believers in Eilistraee, believing that there are always more solutions than difficulties, and that as long as she persists, things will definitely turn around. .

But in fact, these people are often the first to die when encountering real danger and suffering.

Because reality is always more cruel and desperate than imagined.

Especially if you do not consider your own abilities when doing good deeds, if you are not careful, you may do bad things with good intentions, or even turn into a terrible disaster.

Based on the current situation, if it was just to save a few people or a dozen people, Lirael would never say another word of nonsense.

But the number of people rescued now obviously exceeds the endurance limit of this secret stronghold and the opponent's ability.

If things continue to develop unchecked, once they are in a situation of insufficient food and drinking water, let alone the propagation of religious doctrines to guide them to convert, it may also trigger their deep-rooted sense of competition, and eventually an abnormal internecine fighting will break out. Even killing weak girls and feeding on their flesh.

Don't think this is alarmist or a joke.

Rather, it is the result that will inevitably occur when the triggering conditions are met.

Because this is how the mother of the dark elf taught her children since childhood.

Except for the lucky ones like Drizzt who were picked up by his biological father Zaknavan when he was very young and escaped, basically no one was spared.

In particular, the tradition of dark elves placing more emphasis on women than men has resulted in women basically growing up under the eyes of their mistresses or older sisters and being sent to the Spider Academy to receive priest training.

So some of the girls present may have tasted the blood of slaves or even brothers and sisters.

"I...I didn't think about it. I thought your arrival could help me solve these problems..."

The female pastor seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem, and she suddenly became very nervous, anxious and uneasy.

"Oh my God! I'm not here to solve your trouble, but I'm going to Menzoberranzan to complete a very important mission. But what do you want me to do now?"

Lirael was clearly going crazy.

Although strictly speaking, she could have just taken the things and left regardless of the mess.

But the goddess's teachings and inner kindness prevent her from being so cold and rational.

Sometimes she even felt that she had made a mistake in choosing to believe in the Dark Maiden Eilistraee.

If you join the evil camp like Zuo Si, you don't need to worry about these moral choices now.

Because Lirael knew that Zuo Si would never let herself fall into a moral trap, let alone let anyone use moral kidnapping tactics to threaten herself.

"terribly sorry……"

The female priest lowered her head in shame.

"Forget it, let me figure it out. What about the others?"

Lirael did not continue to blame the other party.

After all, any accusations, curses and complaints are of no use at this point. They cannot solve any problems at all and will only make the situation worse.

She understood this truth a long time ago.

To be precise, it was taught to her by her biological father, Gromph Baenre, the chief mage of Menzoberranzan.

The female priest replied in a slightly helpless tone: "Everyone else has gone out to look for food, drinking water, and medicines related to treatment and regeneration. As you can see, some of these children were seriously injured while fleeing. With my priest level, It is impossible to perform magical techniques such as regenerating severed limbs, so we can only barely save their lives. "

"What? You sent everyone else out at a time like this?"

Lirael was stunned, obviously taken aback by the other party's boldness.

"There is no way. There is only three days' worth of food left here. It has been reduced from two meals to only one meal since the day before yesterday. If we can't find food within three days, we will completely run out of food and starve to death."

After that, the female priest glanced at the surrounding drow girls sitting or lying on the ground with pity.

Just as Lirael's brain was working at high speed to think of a solution, a girl wearing a noble badge and looking like a human of about nine years old slowly raised her head and said in a hateful tone: "I know where there is food. As long as you help me kill one person, I will tell you where the food is stored."

"Murder?"

Lirael frowned subconsciously.

Although the dark girl Eilistraee was not the kind of god who was taboo about killing, she still felt very uncomfortable with this threatening attitude and tone.

"That's right!

As long as you help me kill Kusarel, I will tell you the location of a secret warehouse in the family.

There is enough food for everyone to eat for several years, and there are also weapons, magic potions and scrolls."

The girl calmly made the conditions.

But as soon as the voice fell, another older girl next to her immediately stood up and scolded in a sharp voice: "Asshole! Since you knew where the food was, why didn't you tell me earlier? Is it fun to see us hungry?"

"That's right! Don't you need to eat yourself?"

Another drow girl stood up and angrily accused.

"I don't care if you're hungry or not, or if I live or die. I just want that man to die! I'm willing to pay any price to do that!"

The girl's eyes flashed with a creepy red light, and the strong hatred that was about to burst out even made Lirael, who had seen a lot of the world, feel cold hands and feet and cold all over.

Fortunately, Lirael quickly regained her composure and asked in an uncertain tone: "Who is Kusarel? What did he do to make you hate her so much?"

"He is my brother, the eldest son of the family. He chopped off the head of another brother in front of me. Just because the latter wanted to protect me, he hid me in a place where he couldn't find me."

When saying this, the girl's eyes shed painful tears.

Obviously, she has a very good relationship with her second brother, and it can even be said that it is very close to the relationship between brothers and sisters in the family of the surface world.

Although this kind of family affection is very rare in the noble families of the dark elves, it is not absent.

Viconia and one of her brothers once had similar feelings, but in the end, the latter ended up as a tragic spider elf.

To be precise, this normal emotion is generally regarded as a symbol of weakness in the drow society and is despised, spurned and ridiculed.

"Is your brother a believer of Velen?"

Lirael seemed to realize something, and her eyes began to flash with a sharp light.

"Yes. Although he had been hiding it well before, he personally admitted his beliefs on the day of the riot and launched a massacre within the family. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have become one of the leaders of this city now."

The girl told everything she knew without any concealment.

"Okay, I agree to your terms. You will see the head of Kusarel soon."

After saying this, Lirael left the secret base without even a second's pause.

When she returned to the streets of the city, she quickly activated a magic item and turned into a spirit gas mass and slowly floated towards the location of the municipal council, without noticing that there was always a pair of eyes watching her in the dark.

After flying away completely, the mysterious person came out from the dark corner, took off her hood to reveal a beautiful and charming drow female face, and chuckled and sighed: "Going straight to the enemy's base camp?

What an impatient little guy.

No wonder the Dark Girl has been suppressed by the Spider Queen for so many years.

She and her voters and believers are too reckless."

"Dear Viconia, what are you going to do?

You should know that although the dark elf female priests in this city have been almost killed, the male mages are still there.

They have set up many magic barriers around the municipal council.

If you rush in rashly, you will definitely be exposed."

Another drow woman appeared from the darkness and called out the former's name directly.

"Don't worry, dear Vinar. The more times like this, the more you have to be patient. It's still not too late for us to take action when this young man is in danger. By the way, your people should be in place, right?"

As she said, Viconia turned her head and showed a playful smile.

"Of course! With the power and genetic modification of the great Lord Soth, they can now fight one hundred at a time."

Venaar gave a direct affirmative answer.

Without asking, it is known that Viconia and Vinar are the trump cards that Zuo Si has placed in the Underdark specifically for the Battle of the Spider Queen.

After all, they are also dark elves, and even come from Menzoberranzan like Drizzt and Lirael, and are very familiar with the place.

Among them, Viconia is of noble origin, and had to flee to the surface world because her family was destroyed in the dark war.

Vinar and her team were recruited during Zuo Si's last trip to the Underdark, and had been arranged to perform counter-espionage missions in Luskan.

Later, as the power grew and more and more technology was obtained, Zuo Si conducted some genetic modification experiments on these dark elves, mixed some special super gene seeds and implanted them into their bodies, which made their physical fitness leap forward.

Now, in order not to arouse the vigilance of Rose and other dark elf gods, he sent out all these two forces as insurance.

"No, we don't need to fight one against a hundred. You should know that the master wants us to keep a low profile, so let your people be as restrained as possible."

Viconia raised her lips and reminded him.

Unlike the last time she escaped from the Underdark, this time she was already a LV28 Great Devil Priest. Not only did her physique and bloodline receive the blessing of Purgatory, but she could also release the powerful Hellfire Breath at will.

As long as she didn't meet the elects of other gods or the incarnations of gods, she could basically walk sideways in the Underdark.

Especially the Hellfire Breath, which is absolutely very deadly to the dark elves who are afraid of high temperatures, and can often burn a large area to death at once.

In her opinion, this mission can be completely called "returning home in glory".

She vowed to find out the enemies of Menzoberranzan one by one and kill them in the most cruel way.

Of course, in addition to this, she also had to protect Holiel's safety and prevent her from falling into the trap woven by the spider goddess Rose.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Venaar rolled her eyes unhappily, and then turned into a residual image and disappeared on the spot.

This scene made Viconia's red pupils suddenly dilate, and a trace of fear was revealed in her eyes.

Because she knew that it was not the effect of any magic or spell-like ability, but the pure physical movement speed was too fast.

Including Vinar, the entire team all possessed such terrifying strength, agility and physical attributes after being transformed.

It is said that a large part of the gene seeds they transplanted came from the Imperial Guards of another universe's human empire.

These creatures, known as perfect humans, can even wear heavy power armor and move at a speed that is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, clearing all enemies in an area before the other party reacts.

As long as a small team of Imperial Guards guards the main traffic routes, they can block or even repel enemies that are hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of times larger than themselves.

Although Viconia has not seen the heroic appearance of the Imperial Guards on the battlefield with her own eyes, she can feel the terrifying power from the improvement in the combat effectiveness of Vinar and her team.

If it weren't for the blessing of purgatory and powerful divine arts, she is not even sure whether she is a match for the sharp blades in the hands of these masters.

But fortunately, these guys are not enemies, but on the same side as themselves.

Just as Viconia was surprised by the speed and fighting power shown by Vinar, Lirael had already arrived above the Municipal Council and wanted to approach a window to peek inside.

But before she could lower her height, a dazzling light flashed instantly, and then several lightning bolts shot out from the magic patterns carved on the railings.

Undoubtedly, she triggered the magic barrier specially used to resist spiritual creatures.

Oops!

Lirael immediately realized that she had made a mistake, a very, very fatal mistake, that is, forgetting the existence of those drow male wizards.

You know, generally speaking, the matriarchs will never allow men to approach this building that symbolizes the highest power of the entire city.

Therefore, the enchantments and barriers of the council are usually divine spells rather than arcane spells.

This means that when all the priests are dead, male wizards cannot control them.

But the male wizards in this city have obviously modified them, transforming the original divine spells into arcane spells, and allowing them to continue to work.

The drow girl had too little experience in this area, so she didn't notice the change.

But fortunately, she reacted quickly. After seeing the lightning flying over, she immediately returned to her original state and activated a protective scroll to form a barrier.

All the magic lightning that shot over was absorbed at the first time, and did not cause any damage.

But the next second...

Dozens of fully armed dark elf warriors and wizards rushed out of the building, as well as several mind flayers and gray dwarves.

The latter's identity was obviously a messenger.

As for why they appeared here, it was probably related to some unspeakable evil plans of the conspiracy god Velen.

Although this god also hated all races except dark elves like his mother, he was not as blatant as Rose showed.

In addition, in this special period, it is not surprising to win over the mind flayers and gray dwarves to form a coalition to attack other cities that still believe in the spider queen.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into the municipal council?"

The leading drow male narrowed his eyes and asked sternly.

"Who of you is Kusarel?"

Liriel asked directly.

She obviously didn't intend to answer any questions, but wanted to confirm the target first.

"A woman? You are a spy sent by other cities to gather intelligence!"

The male warrior next to him showed a surprised expression.

Because in his opinion, all the dark elf cities in the Underdark should be in chaos with Rose's silence.

"Don't talk nonsense! Catch her first and then torture and interrogate her slowly."

The leading man interrupted the former, and grinned with naked cruelty and malice.

Not only him, but all the men present had similar reactions.

They obviously hated drow women to the point of being almost insane.

In less than half a second, several warriors had already drawn their swords and rushed over, completely blocking Lirael's retreat from different angles.

The mages also began to chant the last words, intending to use control spells to capture the spy alive and confirm the situation in other cities around.

Since the riot, these men who have successfully seized power have basically lost all channels to obtain information from the outside world.

After all, these diplomatic channels are usually controlled by the top-ranked matriarchs.

Now that all the matriarchs have been killed, they naturally don’t know how to get in touch with other cities.

Not only that!

They are also afraid that the news of the seizure of power will be spread and will attract sieges from other cities.

The fear of the spider goddess Rose engraved in the bones of these men is not so easy to eliminate.