high castle elves

It wasn't until he saw Gondor looking at the temple team intentionally or unintentionally that Alamir understood the true horror of this game.

What kind of evil wisdom and insight into the nature of drow can design such an evil and terrifying "game" to please the aloof goddess Rose?Alamir looked at the huge Pillar of Time in the center of the field. The strange purple magic flames on it had begun to slowly move downwards, and he was horrified in his heart.

He was also frightened by the danger and viciousness contained in this "feast".

On the surface, this is a brutal melee in which the team strives to seize badges as much as possible and gain a greater advantage in the chaotic fight, but in reality, it is a terrifying "national war."

Yes, it is a national war, because of the existence of the voting mechanism and the fact that as time goes by, more and more powerful demons are put into the field, forcing the team that wants to win to get more votes. , thereby eliminating other people's badges and gaining the final victory.

When there is not much difference in strength between each other and there is no absolute crushing, the real gameplay of this game is to join forces with other teams, exchange badges in their hands, vote as a group, and eliminate other opponents.

Unless there is a team that can beat sixteen against one, they have to play according to this rule.

For example, the five temple teams only need to stick together to resist attacks from other teams, and then exchange badges with each other. Each time they vote for one of the teams, they will have 5 votes.

According to the distrust between drow, the temple team passively "groups" in the name of God, so that their chosen team can easily become the banquet officer in each round, if their number is known , eliminate other numbers, and the chance of winning will be much greater.

In other words, this is a game of "dominance" and "trust". The team that fails to find "allies" will die miserably. The last thing that can be seen is that the drow temporarily gathered together and turned into several distinct small groups, each other Attacks and intrigues.

It was like a chaotic world where heroes were vying for the throne, and finally turned into a situation where the three military groups of Wei, Shu and Wu were confronting each other...

What is even more ironic and terrifying is that everyone knows that drow, who are as natural to betrayal and scheming with each other as eating and drinking, want to "trust" each other and not stab "allies", and let them tell their badge numbers to others For people, leaving their life and death in the hands of others is simply more difficult than making their skin white...

This is the real horror of this feast!

Of course, except for the believers of Eilistraee. After hearing this terrible rule, Barbara looked silent, but in the world of her soul, she instantly thought of her previous "ally" - the person who stood in front of her in the Skinning Cave. The Black Blood team, which is allied with the demons and monsters, is also Gondor Zovir's own team.

So, Barbara came up with a plan...

"How about killing the priests of Black Blood, making Gondor their captain, and forming an alliance??"

Very good, Barbara. It is obvious that although your good nature exists, it has not yet reached the point where you are a brainless virgin who wants to save every drow. Alamir nodded lightly, and then told her that the alliance was only with the desire demon. and Gondor, rather than the fact that there are two squads.

"Alamir..." Behind Alamir, Barbara sighed softly.

Because Barbara knew the true identity of the demon, she also knew how dangerous it was to sign a contract with a high-level devil. After knowing Alamere for so long, she also understood the fact that the demon was actually Alamir's slave. .

But what can be done?Barbara stared at Alamir's back, as if she wanted to see through his black robe to see if there was a terrifying heart inside that was like Gondor's.

Even if Alamir was controlled by a big devil, it would be easier for her to accept it than to murder Gondor out of Alamir's original intention.

"Honored Master, your most ferocious Shaksaya is ready to kill all these hateful black skins and offer you the heads of the old black skins from the heights as a subtle embellishment on your throne. "Shaksaya stretched out her long tongue and licked her lips, making a hissing sound.

Although there was only a trace of the aura of the bottomless abyss exposed outside the teleportation array, the snake demon's true nature began to revive.

This is not bad. As a cub of a high-level demon, Shaksaya still has a certain degree of self-control. The tauren Suka Blackhorn on the side was breathing heavily and his eyes were starting to turn red. If not, The fear that he would be killed and eaten by his terrible master if he moved unruly, and the environment shrouded in strong fighting and murderous intentions were enough for the Minotaur to bring up his Hellcat Slayer and start killing.

Obviously, in the eyes of the six-armed snake demon who claims to be of aristocratic blood in the abyss, rather than destroying the mortal things in front of her, the looks of the mistress and elders who watched her fight for fun made her more murderous. Treating ordinary things as entertainment items is a huge insult to Shaksaya.

I'm afraid Salazar Slytherin's Parseltongue isn't as authentic as yours. Listening to Shaksiah's hiss, it sounds like a snake's cry to others, and this chaos that wants to kill and destroy everything crazily. You have the intention of destruction and claim to be of noble blood. In another world, you may be the most fanatical Death Eater under my command.

No, why did I default to being the Dark Lord? ? ?

After reciting the words "I am a young knight who punishes rape and eliminates evil" twice, Alamir turned his head and looked at Bainet Ryan.

For this kind of conspiracy and using brains to harm people, evil and lawful devils are more reliable.

"The great master, the praiseworthy evil, the cold existence among the elves, the cruel monster devourer, I suggest you not to act rashly, just leave everything to your first lieutenant, and I will win the final victory for you. ." A cunning light flashed in the eyes of the lust demon, and the devilish "fanatical praise" combined with her innocent face made Alamir want to press her head into the holy pool.

"Very good, go ahead." Alamir looked at the desire demon and agreed with her idea of ​​not moving for the time being.

The first square of the Pillar of Time in the center of the field has fallen more than half, but——

No one took action in the venue.

Because all the "people" are waiting, waiting for the "cicada" to take action first, and then become the oriole that captures the mantis.

And they didn't dare to be the first to take action, fearing that they would be attacked by other teams.

This is also what a certain superior game designer wants to see. This kind of people are constantly calculating and wary of each other, and then under the pressure of the game, they become less like a drow, which goes against the nature of the drow and cannot tolerate each other. Not "cooperating", and finally the emergence of the noble quality of "sacrifice for the group" - even if this "self-sacrifice" is not voluntary, in terms of results, it can be regarded as a tendency to move closer to the good camp.

This made her feel a sense of revenge.

For the first family, for this city, and even more for the evil nature of the drow itself... Mrs. Windsor gently sipped the wine in the glass and looked at the mirror in the boudoir. Live footage.

"My dear nieces and nephews, I wonder what will happen to you?" Looking at the "little tricks" between Barbara and Alamir, Lady Windsor smiled like a naughty old aunt.

In this nature of harming others and not benefiting oneself, as the demonic fire on the Pillar of Time was about to complete most of the space, a team finally moved.

"Stupid-" Everyone turned their heads and looked at a certain team in the southeast corner. Before the curses in their hearts could be spoken, each of them became worried.

Although the first one to move is a complete fool in the eyes of the drow, but what if it is the team that the Flower of Nesad is in?

No drow would think that the terrifying Flower of Nesad was a fool, no, no.

"You are still so interesting, my little Flotte..." Similar sighs appeared in the highest room of the Deep Web Tavern and the highest and most gorgeous viewing box in the Colosseum at the same time.

Lady Windsor and Mistress Kui Wen both watched with interest as the Flower of Nessad team began to take action.

After seeing the Flower of Nessad team taking action, the entire Colosseum began to commotion. The five temple teams began to approach each other, forming a loose yet tight formation. The female priest at the head looked at Flotte with a look in her eyes. Showing undisguised resentment and murderous intent.

"Have you finally discovered it?? It's too late. The young drow nowadays are really slow..." After the magic scene, Lady Windsor spat out contemptuous and vicious words and looked at the second family. His legitimate daughter, Mirima Zolland, showed confusion on her face and smiled happily.

"This is the Spider Feast originally designed by Li Arden. Of course the drows are a little at a loss..." Seeing Flotte's team approaching the northwest corner where the temple team was, Mrs. Windsor A gentle and indulgent smile appeared on his face.

One team, two teams, three teams, and soon, all the teams began to slowly approach from the area where the temple team was in the northwest corner. Seeing the viciousness and panic on Mirima's face, Flotte smiled brightly.

idiot!Even if it is a vicious curse, it is graceful and intoxicating to say it in the mouth of this flower of Nesad.

Showing one's strength may be an iron rule to survive in the cruel underworld, but in this game, it will only become their downfall.

Their advantage is too obvious. In the name of God and the suppression of the family's strict rules, these temple teams, mostly from the second family, gain a huge advantage. At the same time, they will also be resisted by other teams.

As long as they don't die, no one else can win the championship!The drow present were all proficient in conspiracy, and they quickly figured out the horror of this game, as well as the huge threat of the temple team.

What they lack is just an important figure to "take the lead".

Is there anything more suitable for this role than the Flower of Nesad of the First Family?

Of course, our Nessad Flower did it on purpose. She figured it all out the moment she participated in the game. The reason why she came forward at this time was to let the other teams present think clearly through the passage of time. The situation, and the huge psychological pressure this has put on them.

So, when Flotte took the lead towards the temple team, all the drow teams followed.

This posture is like the 38 princes attacking Dong Zhuo.

Five to twelve, as long as all the temple teams are killed, there will be more badges, and he will have a chance to win... All the drow teams think so, including the five temple teams themselves. .

"Idiot!" Mirima, the legitimate daughter of the second family, had contempt flashing in her eyes, and a hint of violence flashed across her face!

Just like Dong Zhuo, she chose to take the initiative!

The five temple teams suddenly dispatched and attacked one of the teams, that is, the poisonous scimitar of the fifth family in the southwest corner!

Then the drow's nature brought a smile to her face again.

Just as she thought, it was simply impossible for the drow to unite as one. Under the attack of five terrifying teams, the defense line in the southwest corner collapsed at the first touch. The newly established alliance was quickly shattered, and the poisonous scimitar's He retreated quickly, guarding against the temple team's attack.

Then, Flotte moved...

The target of the attack was the team closest to her, from a small family in the city.

As the saying goes, Flotte and Miriam seem to have a tacit understanding, and like two giant sharks, they start to crazily prey on the "small fish" around them.

Boom, the Colosseum, which had just been peaceful, immediately fell into a terrifying fight and melee.

"Stupid mortals..." The "captain" of the team of ghosts and snakes stopped after walking a few steps, with a smile on his face as he tasted delicious food. He lightly hooked his fingers, and several of them had strange... The breathy parchment scroll appeared in her hand, and then burned quickly.

As the scroll burned, there were flaming fireballs.

For some reason, many backbone members of the team, several of them magicians, suddenly turned around and attacked their teammates when other teams started to defend themselves against each other.

Who said that the desire demon only signed a contract with his "person" when he was in the skinning cave?

They were just introductions, or seeds sown by the Demon of Desire, which were planted into various teams and families. Only after they returned to the city did they really play their role!

Many of the contracts that were terminated before were "ended early" by the Desire Demon himself, in order to control their souls, and with their help, seduce or coerce more drow to become slaves or playthings of the Desire Demon!

Don't underestimate a high-level devil. Even if she has a master, just a little trick can bring chaos to a powerful kingdom.There are many such examples in history.

"Interesting little guy... I didn't expect that there was a demon. I should have killed you." Seeing that because of the demon's methods, moles appeared in each team, making each team After stopping the attack on other teams and having to retreat first, Lady Windsor, who was watching the whole process, had a regretful smile on her face.

The big melee just now ended much earlier than she planned, and his nephew also took the opportunity to get a team badge.

The poisonous scimitar from the fifth family who once plotted against him!

The temple team's instant powerful attack killed all the poisonous Scimitar's "slave army" and was besieged by other drow. Just when they were about to be destroyed, the "priest" of the Ox Demon and Snake God launched a contract to let the other drow The team had too much time to take care of themselves, and the scene was once chaotic. The melee from the team turned into internal cleanup, which once again made all members, even within the team, lose the fragile trust.

Working together internally and externally, the team of demons and demons took the opportunity to destroy the poisonous scimitar and obtained their badge.

And the flower of Nessad lived up to her expectations and obtained the key to dominate the game.

"No. 2!" A slave in Flotte's team made a loud voice.

Just a few seconds before the demonic fire on the Pillar of Time was about to complete the first grid.

"Vote..." The aura of the bottomless abyss surged in. With the Spider Badge holder as the center, the light shields enveloped their team, and ferocious demons appeared. All the captains began to Cast the vote of their hearts.

The appetizers are finished, and the spider feast has officially begun!