high castle elves

A violent corpse explosion may be a terrifying disaster to ordinary people, but in front of the eyes of the skeleton mage Link Binghan, it is nothing more than New Year's fireworks.

Although Link neither celebrates the New Year nor likes fireworks.

So he waved his hand, and the white bones at the door that looked like thorns and vines formed a sparse bone wall, blocking Nafen's last accusation.

Looking at an evil human mage who quickly put various protective spells on himself and hid behind him, Link's finger bones were so flexible that he drew magical runes - while losing muscle support and strength, he also lost strength. Link's skeletal palms can perform various actions that are difficult for ordinary people to do.

Then, the human mage who was forced to step forward to provoke also exploded. Although it looked like a level 9 evil magic implosion, it was actually a necromancy spell.

It was Gondor Zovir who took action! !At this time, he appeared from the darkness and bowed slightly to greet Alamire, expressing his "friendliness" to the demons and monsters.

In just an instant, two things happened. One was that the corpse of the human mage controller exploded at the door, and the other was that Gondor activated the Rot Sac to swell before Link let his flesh wither, allowing him to enter from the inside. There was an explosion outside, and I don’t know when he planted the corruption cyst on the human mage.

It has to be said that as a mage who believed in the former lich and the immortal goddess of vengeance Qi Yawensari, her attainments in necromancy are indeed unique. The simple combination of rotten cysts and rotten cyst swelling was played out by Gondor. And it is more powerful than ordinary necromancy spells.

Alamir frowned involuntarily.

With such a weird killing method, God knows whether he and others will be planted something by just meeting Gondor twice.

"Gondor..." Looking at Gondor's evil and cruel methods, Barbara suddenly shouted softly, and a burst of intense sadness was sent to Alamere through the spiritual link between him and her. Heart Lake.

"The honor of the Zovel family cannot be tarnished, even if he is a waste..." Gondor said softly, and then he slammed down the bone staff in his hand. Suddenly, a powerful force The negative energy swept through the area twenty feet around him, and there was a muffled groan in the air not far away.

The negative energy burst, this classic fourth-level necromancy spell in the hands of Gondor, obviously "warned" someone hidden in the air.

Gondor's strong performance made the air in the cave tense. Maybe the human slave didn't matter. Alamir even felt some complacent emotions. It seemed that some people could disgust Gondor and Alamir by the way. I am satisfied with my team.

The death of an alien "slave" was obviously just an appetizer for the proud drow. Obviously, Gondor also knew this, so his figure gradually faded, and several phantoms soon appeared. .

Soon, several spells flew from nowhere and fell on the place where Gondor was, tearing the drow mage's figure into pieces.

Obviously, it is not that simple for Gondor to survive in the city of drow. All that is torn apart are phantoms, and he himself has disappeared.

Others didn't pay attention. The "rooms" in the darkness were like nests of terrifying spiders. They were very patient, waiting for the next opportunity to show their fangs.

So the cave returned to calm, and everything was as usual. The drow by the pool were still playing the cruel game of torture with their slaves. Many slaves were ordered to fight with each other for their evil and beautiful masters to "relax".

And that terrifying and strange mage appeared in the darkness at the entrance of Alamir's cave, his eyes like coals flickering on and off.

He was so graceful, even if he was surrounded by enemies and there were high-ranking people around him, he was still like a noble attending a banquet, with impeccable etiquette.

"I have met two distinguished priests. I think we can talk now." People outside could not see through the darkness of the cave, but Alamir always had the urge to draw his sword when he looked at the other party's expression.

"Master, tell me why you are here." The desire demon spoke arrogantly.

At this time, only the demon who is best at bluffing and plotting comes forward. She also plays the role of the second person in the team very well, because she is the team's leader, both openly and in reality. adjutant.

"Then, can I come in?" Gondor bowed his head respectfully to the red dragon, and according to drow custom, did not look directly into the other person's eyes.

The red dragon didn't say anything. The lust demon gently waved the snake-headed whip like a living snake and made a snapping sound, which was regarded as reluctant agreement.

So Gondor entered the cave, and like a polite scholar, greeted Alamire and Link, and even the six-armed snake demon, although the snake demon's sword never left his vitals more than a foot away.

"Long time no see, Barbara!" It was the last "person's" turn. Gondor smiled and said hello to Barbara, who transformed into a tall female elf.

The long sword named Flower appeared silently in Alamir's hand.

My hunch was right, this Gondor was indeed dangerous! !Alarmir was frightened and frightened, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The next second, he was secretly trying to find his luck, and wanted to use the sword energy that would hurt him every time to kill Gondor Zovir here.

Now it was up to Barbara. Seeing the impatient look on Barbara's face and scolding him with the pride of a female drow, Alamir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you talking to me, a man??" Barbara, who transformed into a female drow swordsman, was condescending, her tone full of disdain.

"Haha, perfect disguise, although I don't know how you did it, but-" Gondor glanced at the people in the cave, trying to see some clues from their faces.

"When I helped you escape from Nessad City, I planted a unique magic mark on your body. My dear sister..." Gondor held the staff lightly with his little finger. With a slight hook, a faint magical light flashed on Barbara.

"I had already sensed it when you returned to Nesad City, so after Nafin was killed by you, I helped you secretly deal with Nafin's lover, a priest from a small family in the city."

"Male, are you provoking me?" The panic and panic spread to the bottom of Alamire's heart. Obviously, Barbara was not as tough as she appeared.

"Haha, even so, do you still deny it?? My dear sister!!" Gondor's voice became painful and high-pitched, so he pulled hard with his left hand and opened the collar of his mage's robe.

"Oh——" Barbara cried out in pain and sorrow.

Right at the heart of Gondor's chest, there was a fist-sized hole. His heart was beating loudly inside, and it was scarily red.

The strange thing is that in such a big hole, not a drop of blood flows out.

What's even more weird and terrifying is that just above his beating heart, there is a spider, which seems to have been integrated with his heart. The spider's eight claws are like eight small needles, inserted into the heart. In the blood vessels connected to his heart.

"Spiders eat the heart, they..." Barbara's voice trembled. Alamir looked at the spider on the mage's heart. Just by looking at it, he could feel his constant pain. , couldn't help but feel fear and deep hatred for the vicious and twisted race of drow.

So, nothing can be changed.

In other words, after Barbara's oh that contained sadness, neither Alamir nor Gondor had a way out.

"Tell me why you're here!" Apparently the ruthlessness and cunning of the Desire Demon made her the calmest one in the room. She even looked at Gondor's chest with admiration, feeling that the drow still had a lot of punishment arts. The saving grace.

Senior Sister Red Dragon was noncommittal. Obviously, the joys and sorrows of these lowly and weak creatures were not the same as those of the powerful Red Dragon. She found it difficult to understand these feelings, and she even thought they were reasonable.

The weak are arbitrarily humiliated by the strong. Isn't this the law of this world?The evil red dragon even felt like it fit in with my own world view.

But she still stopped Alamir who wanted to draw his sword because she was afraid that the other party would have some back-up plan to leak the news.

"Now, can we discuss cooperation?" Under Barbara's sad eyes, Gondor pulled up his robe lightly, as if his behavior just now was a successful bluff that prompted Barbara to reveal her flaws. Acting is the same.

He regained his calm, polite and distant appearance as a drow mage, as if what just happened was an illusion.

So, in everyone's weird silence, the negotiation started again between Gondor and the demon, and the latter didn't mind the little tricks that the demon used against him.

However, the pain, sadness and pity in Barbara's heart were like a torrent falling from the sky, which almost broke the defense of Alamir's heart. He had to spend some time to use his spiritual power to calm Barbara's excited emotions.

"Sign the contract..." After the agreement was reached, the lust demon disguised as a drow priest took out a magic contract. The parchment-like material actually came from the skin of her own race, and it was decorated with The pattern is actually a rare type of writing, with harsh hiding conditions written on it.

No - watching the desire demon take out the contract, Barbara murmured softly, with a look of pain on her face.

I don't know whether she said it to Alamire or Gondor, but neither of them paid attention to her.

As a knowledgeable and rational mage, Gondor proposed many modifications to the terms of the contract, but the devil's art of playing with words also amazed Alamire, who was watching their negotiations - the demon used various inducements. The language, as well as various strict and complicated provisions, ensured that Gondor would not leak the information about Barbara, and in terms of the rights and obligations of cooperation, it would favor itself and compress the other party as much as possible.

Regarding the content of the contract, the two "people" went back and forth for a long time, mixed with bluffing, intimidation, threats and sweet words. Finally, an hour later, the two of them swore an oath to the River Styx and signed the contract.

Then, a trace of great will appeared in the void, and the sudden flame burned the contract.

The contract is done!

Swearing on the River Styx, if you don't sign your real name, the contract cannot be established, and it cannot be betrayed. Although Gondor is aware of the identity of the other party as a devil, Gondor does not seem to take it to heart.

"It turns out that you are actually a devil. It is such a cruel fate to meet you." The mage spoke pure devil language and sighed like a lower realm. Then he glanced at the other "people" and frowned slightly.

Obviously, the devil's contract is not so easy to sign. Although there are many mages who have fooled the devil in history, most of them had their souls taken away by the devil. As the two professions in the multiverse that are famous for their cunning, mages and devils are in The contract is always to love and kill each other.

"Then, the contract is established, and I have to leave, my ally." Gondor politely bowed to the mage, and then walked towards the entrance of the cave without looking back.

"Gundur, what on earth do you want to do!" Just when the mage was about to disappear at the entrance of the cave, Barbara finally couldn't help it and let out a low howl that was not like a human voice.

"What do I want to do? Of course it's the same as what I've wanted since I was little..." Gondor at the door disappeared into the darkness without looking back, his low and hoarse words still lingering in the air. .

"Also, call me Gondor."

Hearing these words, Barbara felt like she was struck by lightning.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems there is some story..." Alamir looked at Barbara who began to pray to the dark girl in pain, knowing that this was not the time to ask such questions, and played with the other person. A contract was handed over by the Desire Demon, and Alamir took it with a smile, and then asked Link to help summon a ghoul.

This new contract that Alamir got has complicated patterns on the edges. It is actually a variant of a language that has never been seen in this world. The hieroglyphs like paintings form a line of extremely small characters.

"All rights of interpretation of this contract belong to the party that drafted the contract..."

No matter what, I no longer have to worry about Gondor leaking information about Barbara, and my team has also agreed with Black Blood to work together to kill other enemies in the next Spider Feast. If there are other teams, During the period, the desire demon and her subordinates and companions are not allowed to attack each other.

But you are the one who signed the contract, Bai Natrien, so what does it have to do with me, Alamir, and when did I say that the desire demon is my master, and the desire demon has no companions, he is just my slave.

Alamir leaned against his shoulders and leaned in the cave, carefully digesting what he had learned from the negotiation just now.

The reason why he started to digest these is because these negotiation skills and how to bluff and deceive the other party are useful to him! !

And still now! ! !

"Sign the contract..." At this moment, in another cave, the third daughter of the third family, Dovana Xurekas, looked at the spiritual crystal servant hanging in front of her. , frowning as they looked at the cave ghoul that suddenly appeared outside the door and pounced on them.

"Stuck Zora!!" A drow priest's fingertips danced with black lightning, blasting the ghoul that "luckily" rushed into their cave to pieces!

Then, a contract appeared in front of them with the stinky flesh and blood of the ghoul. Obviously, the stinking rotting flesh and blood in the ghoul's body did not damage the paper of the contract at all.

After Dovana read the contract, Flower of Despair immediately signed a cooperation contract with the "tauren and snake monsters" who had just killed one of their team members...

The reason why Dovana was so happy was that she was not the one who signed the contract, but just one of her civilian drow slaves. Dovana asked her to bite off her fingertips and sign her name.

Then, a long, charcoal-like signature appeared on the contract, and then the contract was burned up by the flames that appeared in the void.

But the difference this time is that because of the contract, although he knew that the other party was a devil, there was a clause in the contract that both parties were not allowed to reveal the information of the person who signed the contract, so the drow could only painfully whip the person outside the cave. The slave vented his anger.

He originally thought that he might need an "ally", but now he actually has two. He commanded his spiritual crystal servant to fly crookedly out of the cave of the Flower of Despair until it disappeared into the darkness above the cave. Alamir smiled. stand up.

"Hoo Chi, Hoo Chi..." In the darkness above the cave, there was a helpless purple Furu, which caught the flying Spirit Crystal Servant and clumsily used its tentacles to Tie it up, and then slowly float in another direction designated by the master of the spiritual crystal servant.

Soon, this spiritual crystal servant appeared outside the door of another cave.

"Noble death scream, the minotaur and the snake demon salute you..." A soft voice came from the spiritual crystal servant.