high castle elves

The Holy Executioner could never have imagined that the "helpers" who were about to come to Schendarion would have been "cut off" by a legendary mind flayer on the way.

When the seriously injured Alamir dodged another sharp sword stabbing through the darkness, he suddenly realized in the flash of lightning——

Could it be that the words "Dark Moon Circus" made the famous holy executioner mistake him for "that person" in the prophecy, and mistakenly thought that he was related to the "Dark Moon"? ? ?

Damn it! !Why are you making random jokes when your head is hot? ?Wouldn't it be nice for him to call it "Baiyun Club" properly? ?

Feeling that the qi and blood in his body were getting weaker and weaker, and the qi sea was getting depleted, Alamir placed his toes lightly on the ground, dodging the poisonous needles shot in the darkness, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground.

Only the Mind Flayer, who had contentedly withdrew his tentacles from the monks' Tianling Caps and felt a little "full" from eating, knew what was going on. He also showed a lot of interest to the place where Schendarion was. A proud and satisfied smile..........

"Everything is under His control, and all glory belongs to the Lord who knows all things..." The twisted spiritual energy and powerful magic leveled the entire cave. The next second, only the group of black-clothed packages were exposed. All traces of the Black Moon Monk disappeared from his eyes, and the mind flayer disappeared from its place.

"What a prudent junior, why hasn't he used the power of shadow until now?? Those evil and stubborn monks are actually willing to send such a sweet and green fruit into my hands?? Or is it a rare gray elf?? "

Holding a glass of wine, Les was suspended in the darkness above Alamir like a noble prince. He looked at Alamir who was shrouded in darkness and had initially mastered the "blind fighting" skills. He commanded his spiritual crystal servant to pierce the eye socket of a drow, with a bloodthirsty smile and appreciation on his face.

In fact, there was no "prophecy" at all. It was all Les who deceived Alamire. The reason was that Les received a piece of news.

The Lost Lady, who was in charge of the Cave Priesthood, was always thinking about rising again, so she became interested in the Underdark Region "again". His group of fanatical believers and the most terrifying killing machines - the Black Moon Monks, sent people Prepare to conquer the cities of the deep drow.

Although theoretically speaking, all creatures in the Shadow Realm can be regarded as Shar believers, but as twisted and evil Shadow Realm creatures, not many people truly serve Shar. The reason why the assassins of Dragon Shadow City believe in Shar is more. Similar to a transaction, or "protection fee"...

Therefore, Les's original purpose was to trigger a battle between the Shadow Sect monks of the "Black Moon Monks" and the drow of Skendalion, and then take advantage of the chaos to expand his power to the middle area and control most of it. Schendarion, the one who finally conquered this city.

What I didn't expect was that this fanatical believer actually used the name of "Dark Moon" and called in powerful creatures such as red dragon companions and skeleton mages. He was obviously well prepared.

Dark Moon...the monk...watched Alamir use his "qi" to kill a blind stone barbarian who was hiding in a high place and attacking down, and The powerful configuration of Red Dragon, Demon and Devil was enough for Les to think that this was the team in the news.

Originally, Les planned to take the opportunity to "assassinate" a drow noble woman and then blame this team. What surprised him was that the leader of this team turned out to be a gray elf! ! !

This got Les a little interested.

Because the "Grey Elf" he met in the Dark Territory last time also left a very deep impression on him.

"What a terrifying person..." Although he had only dealt with the gray elf once or twice, Les was very wary of the danger of the gray elf named Liarden, and the other party revealed The wisdom and means reminded him of a terrifying monster called Fuxing Yeying in the deepest part of the Shadow Realm.

"In the next few decades or even hundreds of years, there may be another gray elf who may come here. Please 'entertain' him well, my friend..." At that time, the gray elf He generously spent a large sum of money to invest in Rice's Smoke Chamber of Commerce and became a shareholder behind it.

Looking down at Alamire, who was [-] or [-]% similar to Riaden, Rice had an extremely dangerous intuition.

That is the conspiracy of the "terrible" gray elf, and the struggle between gods involved may not be that simple! !

But so what? ?The more dangerous it is, the more he likes it, especially this feeling of dancing between life and death, which makes the holy executioner more intoxicated than the Tears of Zoth in his cup.

If the heir of this "shareholder" could be allowed to die here, wouldn't the huge wealth in the treasury not have to be distributed? ?

Although he never wanted to separate from it from the beginning.

Looking at the "fruit" below that was exuding more and more "sweet" smell, Les felt an itching feeling from the inside out, as if the murderous throb came from the depths of his soul, and he couldn't help but pick it up. Weapon, jump into the intricate alley below and kill the gray elf.

He even had a premonition that when they met next time, that gray elf would become his life and death enemy, and as long as he killed him, he would be able to enter the legend! !

The holy executioner, who had been stuck at the threshold of the legend for a long time, narrowed his eyes and involuntarily exuded a powerful killing intent that caused the crystal cup in his hand to fall into pieces.

"I hope you won't keep me waiting too long, my friend..." Les's eyes pierced the magical darkness below. Seeing that he was trapped in the dark spell, blind fighting became more and more effective. Alamir, looking at the whole lower area, a large number of "wonderful pictures" of indiscriminate killings have begun to appear, and a flush of excitement appears on the face of the holy executioner.

Alamir, who was in the middle of the fight, didn't know it yet. Because of the "inexplicable" huge turmoil in the lower area, the drow sent heavy troops to guard the passages in the middle and lower areas. Countless magical lights sounded one after another, and the fully armed drow warriors and The priest was ready to go, waiting for the "riot" in the lower district to end, and then use an irresistible offensive to completely wash out the lower city, cleanse the disobedient slaves, and then loot the chamber of commerce and gangsters in the lower district.

Therefore, even the red dragon does not dare to attack rashly in front of the drow army. After all, if he is injured, the wizards of the Bone of Darkness will be very happy to have a batch of rare materials in their magic tower, without knowing it. The divine executioner hiding somewhere is more likely to appear from an invisible angle and easily harvest her life.

And the "opportunity" that the divine executioner wanted has come! !

Because just when the turmoil in the lower city became more and more unrest, Edwin had already appeared in his mistress's room, and gently saluted Karna Solon, the mistress of the seventh family, who was full of wrinkles, had thin hair and loose teeth. .

"The wine is on the table..." Edwin was lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"Very good. When this is done, you will be the eldest daughter of the Solon family." Looking at the inconspicuous sixth daughter, Karna turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

In the temple of the seventh family, humans and elves from the surface were bled, mixed with the strong scent of frankincense, and they were sacrificed to the great Spider Queen.

"This spider's eye is a reward given to you by the Queen of Gods. Take it and kill that despicable man..." When the mistress appeared again, a magic dagger like a hook was suspended. As it was brought to Edwin, who had been allowed to stand up, the chaotic and murderous aura of the abyss emerged on the dagger.

"All glory goes to the Queen." Edwin took the dagger and saluted reverently.

"You're doing well, go down."

"Yes." Edwin saluted respectfully, with a look of surprise and excitement on his face.

"Praise to Rose," Edwin shouted loudly.

When she raised her head, what caught her eyes was that her mistress had returned to the delicate and beautiful face of her youth. Her eyes, which were like burning coals, exuded astonishing malice and ridicule.

Half an hour later, while playing with the spider's eye made of unknown metal and looking at the huge ruby ​​on the handle of the dagger that looked like the eyes of a spider elf, Les smiled very gently.

"As a congratulatory gift from the future mistress of the first family of Schendarian, the eight-clawed watch is still as stingy and stupid as ever." Rice carefully put the dagger into a box filled with magic runes. I'm happy to have a magical item with the Spider Queen's power.

"Everything is under your control, my master." Thinking of the position of mistress of the first family promised by this divine executioner, Edwin looked at this terrifying "male", fear and excitement making her tremble all over, Increased body temperature.

"Let me borrow this dangerous little thing for a while. Watch my 'little guy' and don't let him die too quickly." Les's face began to change. Soon, a dangerous and beautiful female drow priest appeared. Appeared right in front of Edwin.

"Your will is everything to me." Edwin knelt on the ground and kissed the toes of his boots.