high castle elves

According to Yu Mo's description, not long after they intercepted and killed the caravan, the vanguard was attacked and killed by dark elves. The attack came so quickly and silently that they did not react, and they "lost their troops and generals" - —

Many dragonborn spellcasters were shrouded in mass darkness by drow priests and had their heads cut off by them. By the time everyone wanted to fight back, these drows had already fled quickly!

Even if the Link mage suddenly showed a higher level of magic than usual, even if a red dragon was present.

All this made the leaders of the self-proclaimed "conquerors" feel ashamed, especially the Red Dragon. They thought that their army was enough to allow them to march sideways in the Underdark. Unexpectedly, they were beaten just in the upper and middle areas of the Underdark. Face.

A red dragon, a mid-level necromancer, as well as mid-to-high-level demons and devils, they were all thrilling and terrifying existences wherever they were placed, but they were "played" by a team of drow.

This made them extremely angry. If it weren't for the assassin Link, the red dragon would have almost killed her dragonborn rogues and assassins.

As the saying goes, the master humiliated his subject to death, and the even more "angry" Alamire even blinded the "scout" clown Jory's eyes as punishment.The lust demon was so angry that she whipped her three subordinates severely. The two demons who had not received the killing and blood were also extremely restless.

No, which one is true and which one is false?Seeing that there were several six-legged troglodytes on the ground, obviously the mounts of elite drow warriors, and the corpses with their heads cut off on the ground, Alamir was a little confused.

He even felt that he might have experienced the same illusory world as in the tomb of Alamir.

But inside the magic pocket, there was the twisted and spasmodic book of psychic energy, as well as the gems and maps given by the mind flayer. Looking at the twisted badge on his chest, Alamir felt like Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly.

"Their memories have been tampered with by legendary psychic spells. The great dark girl has just given a divine revelation..." At this time, Barbara's voice suddenly came from the bottom of his heart, and Alamir turned back to look at her. In the direction, the other party smiled gently at him, with a pious and fanatical look on his face, indicating that he still remembered the Tower of Distortion and the one with Distortion and Spasm.

Okay, Twisting and Spasming, are you really going to cut off their heads in order to cover up the fact that they were shot in the head? The so-called leftover mount of the drow is actually a "gift" to me? ?

Alamir easily controlled these mounts, detected their thoughts, and discovered that they might come from a certain breeding farm...

"The Lord of the Twisted Tower teleported us directly to the middle area. In front of us is the city of Skendalion. This road leads directly to Lake Telamir." In the spiritual link, Barbara gently spit out a word for Ala. Mill has some unfamiliar names.

"Scendalion City??" Alamir asked in his heart.

"There are portals to other underground cities in Skendalion City. The Lord of the Twisted Tower may have guessed something." Barbara's words were full of uneasiness.

Obviously, after seeing that terrifying "Day of Time Travel", Barbara was full of doubts about the "New Twisted Tower" that kind creatures in the underground yearned for.

After hearing Barbara's introduction, Alamir knew where the city of Skendalaine was in front of him.

This dark elf city is located on the bank of an underground lake called Telamir, a few miles underground in the Forest of Kings in the Kingdom of Cormyr. Kaldor Mountain, where Alamir lived before, is actually halfway between the Kingdom of Cormyr and the Kingdom of Sembia. Lot, on the other side of Kaldor Mountain is the Forest of Kings.

In other words, Twisting Spasm’s teleportation actually teleported them dozens of miles away!

The dark elves in Skendalion City are proficient in prophecy and teleportation magic, especially using spells and props to locate food, water and minerals.They trade these with other cities through a network of portals in the city and in the shallows of the lake.

The dark elves of Skendarion are very warlike, using their portals to launch sudden attacks on other cities. The heavy defeat Menzoberranzan once gave them has suppressed this habit. They are now focusing on trade to regain their strength. Strengthen your strength.

The city was built on the ruins of the Kuo-Toa, literally on Lake Telamir, and even the new buildings maintain the style of the fish.In addition to magic trade, dark elves fish in the lake and plant local algae. It is also one of the largest slave trading markets in the Underdark. Many underground evil creatures live in the city as mercenaries.

"TMD!" Alamir couldn't help but let out a national curse. Regarding this fate that seemed to be "arranged", he made a complaint that only a time traveler would have.

Obviously, this mind flayer obviously knew something, and also gave himself the "road" and "manpower" to Nesad City-the teleportation gate in Skendalion City and a large number of "mercenaries" could help. Complete your own "debt" yourself.

If this "debt" is true... Alamir feels more and more like the protagonist of The Truman World, and has a strong sense of unreality and self-denial.

If he wakes up with a bang one day and realizes that he was just too tired to have a dream while working overtime, Alamire wouldn't be surprised now.

Thinking that along the way, I seem to be being pushed by an invisible "hand" behind the scenes, including local gods, some terrifying existence, and my "father"... He even suspected that his "time travel" and Eilistraee's "just happened" to save him, or that the two masters who should not exist in the real world were arranged.

Although he didn't know who the "ta" was behind the scenes, Alamir was sure that there must be Liyaden hiding behind the scenes.

The so-called fate is actually like green tea. When you spend a lot of effort and think you can finally lift the hem of her skirt, she suddenly smiles and tells you, I'm sorry, we are not suitable, I have always regarded you as my brother.Then she will continue to be aloof from you and deal with her good "brothers".

In the end, you also became one of the "good brothers" and were mercilessly mocked by fate in the dark.

Well, fate is like a knife, let me teach you.Alamir gathered his team, feeling the increasingly heavier moisture in the air, and walked straight ahead along the "established" path.

Until he saw a city.

A beautiful, evil city built in the most unlikely of places, a city that seems capable of swallowing up everything, Schendarion!

Looking at the blue, green and purple demonic fires flashing in front, and the deep lake flashing slightly phosphorescent below, with buildings scattered among them, as beautiful as the city of Venice in the Underdark, Alamir stopped and looked at the people around him. In the empty crypt, the order was given decisively!

"kill!"

A quarter of an hour later, on the road outside the city of Schendarion, looking at the cavemen, bugbears, gray dwarves, and even the corpses of drow, Alamir was impressed by the city's "hospitality" Have a preliminary understanding.

"Distinguished guest, Les Inferizel salutes you." Just as they were cleaning the battlefield, a figure cautiously emerged from the darkness in the distance, "It seems that you need a guide, doesn't it? "

"Oh?" Alamir looked at this somewhat "weird" drow and quietly clenched the sword in his hand.

This was the first time he had seen a drow dressed up so exaggeratedly in the Underdark and wearing many rings and accessories on his body.

"I feel the call of gold coins to me. Your arrival makes this beautiful city even more heartwarming." The drow standing far away performed a common courtesy on the surface, and his figure became a little blurry.

"Perhaps you need a deal with this city more than bringing blood. No matter what it is, I can communicate on your behalf..." A cold smile appeared on the drow's face.

What responded to him was the vicious spell of the skeleton mage.

"Haha... If you need anything, you can come to the Spider Skull. I will wait for you there." Unexpectedly, the spell didn't seem to work on the drow named Les. , the skeleton mage's powerful negative energy ray seemed to be shot into the quagmire, and the drow didn't even tremble at the corner of his clothes.

After saying this "advertising slogan", he quickly disappeared into the shadows in front.

"I smell the dark and stench of the shadow dragons' trash!" Deep in Alamire's heart, the red dragon told him with great disdain that this person might be a penumbra dragon drow.

"Things are getting more and more interesting..." Looking at the city with dense water network in front of them, they noticed the monsters that had faded in the darkness - obviously the killing just made them retreat.

Alamir laughed and decided to see him when the time came.

Because just now, a familiar "girly voice" appeared in his mind: "My believer is in the spider head... Humph!"

It was still the familiar formula and the familiar snort. Alamir only hated this goddess so much that his teeth itched and he gritted his teeth.

Of course he had reason to do so, because this time because the "words" transmitted were more ancient, the huge "tremor" made his head buzz and he clenched his teeth involuntarily.

At this moment, he really wished he were two masters, wanting to kill a certain divine kingdom in the endless void with his sword.