Corellon couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.
This is also one of the things he likes most about Zuo Si.
Because as long as you are willing to give, you will definitely get huge rewards from the other party in the future.
Take the elves of Faerun as an example. Since the restoration of the Kingdom of Cormanthor and its joining of the Trade Alliance, they have successfully reintegrated into the world system and gained corresponding voice.
And there is no need to worry about beautiful and handsome elves becoming the target of slave traders, or being suddenly 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, many potions and sex toys also contributed to this.
In particular, the large amount 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 a little frigid, almost reaching several times or even dozens of times the normal level.
It even gave rise to a large amount of artistic inspiration in this regard, creating one masterpiece after another that amazed the world.
You should know that in the past, the elves' paintings, sculptures and crafts pursued mainly the beauty of color, lines and the overall integration with nature.
But now they are beginning to pursue a realistic style, especially the shaping of the body is beginning to become muscular and layered, a bit similar to the style of ancient Greek sculptures, but incorporating the unique refinement and delicacy of the elves.
This undoubtedly made the elven gods who were passionate about art very happy.
Although some older, more conservative people think that this is a sign of some kind of degeneration and should be slightly restricted.
But Corellon felt that was totally unnecessary.
Because the release of this instinct and desire has not developed to the level of the Dark Eldar in another universe, and it can also add a buff that is beneficial to fertility. It is simply the best gift for the sparsely populated elf race.
The most important thing is that they no longer need to isolate themselves, 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 long; it often gradually moves towards self-destruction and extinction due to its self-isolation.
In fact, Corellon was not blindly protective or doting on the elves, nor did he care if one or two villages or cities were enslaved, massacred, or destroyed.
What he really cares about is the development and continuation of the race as a whole.
Otherwise, during the elves' retreat, they would not have sat idly by and watched the elves in Calinsand, Tethyr, Amn and other areas become slaves of humans in large numbers.
To be precise, the Crown Wars and the corruption of the Dark Elves made him very angry, and he wanted to use this method to make the elves of Faerun remember the lesson and ensure that they would not make similar mistakes 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 schemes. We must be careful to guard against me." 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 very clear goals.
That is the pursuit of power that transcends everything.
And there was not even the slightest bit of confusion from beginning to end.
Those who are against you simply don't understand that there is no need for them to stand in your way.
Because your goals do not conflict with theirs, and may even complement them to some extent.
Often times, a little compromise and gifting can earn your friendship and bring you unimaginable rewards in the future."
There is no doubt that the Lord God of Elves is one of the very few people in this universe, besides the God of Knowledge, who truly understands and sees through Zuo Si.
He directly penetrated through the layers of complex expressions and saw the essence of things hidden in the deepest depths.
Zuo Si stared into the other person's eyes for a long time before slowly speaking in response: "You are right. It's a pity that there are too few people who can understand this."
"yes."
There are always too many fools in this world and even in the entire universe who are looking for trouble, so there are all kinds of conflicts and confrontations, as well as endless wars.
So I want my kids to focus more on being happy rather than being part of it.
But they always disappoint me.
Especially Arosh (Lolth's former name when she was still a member of the elven pantheon).
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 you won't kill her no matter what, okay?
No matter what, she is my daughter and my wife."
Corellon's tone was filled with deep regret and sadness.
It can be seen that his feelings for the Spider Queen are very deep, so deep that even now he is unwilling to hurt her.
No wonder Rose has been fearlessly making small moves, even trying to corrupt the young new members of the elven pantheon, and wants to form a coalition to invade 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 the promise without hesitation.
After all, the Spider Queen's identity is too special, and she is protected by two beings that are more terrifying than powerful gods. Killing her is totally not worth the loss.
In contrast, appropriate weakening is the correct choice.
After getting the answer he wanted, Corellon showed a satisfied look on his face: “Thank you very much.
I owe you a favor this time, and 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 was too naive and immature, and always thought that she could save the entire dark elf race with her own strength.
But in reality, compared to Aroshi, her plans are as childish as those of a three-year-old child."
"clear!"
Zuo Si agreed very readily.
He understood what the Elf God meant.
Just as Corellon had said, there was a huge gap between the Dark Maiden Eilistraee and Rose.
This gap is not just in the level of believers, influence and divine power, but also in the understanding of one's own field and camp.
Take the Spider Queen for example. She has deeply understood that the chaos of the dark elves comes from fear rather than evil.
The joy of chaos is to savor the humility, cowardice and obedience of ordinary people in front of you, to subvert the foundation of all things, and to master every trick that can cause a disaster.
And these are things that ordinary dark elves will never be able to truly understand and appreciate in their entire lives.
Rose liked this ignorance of her followers.
But for ordinary dark elves, chaos means that individuals can benefit from it, and can climb to the peak of power through conspiracy, betrayal, assassination and blood, until they are above everyone else.
Through this subtle influence, this goddess of chaos and evil has already engraved certain things 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 own mother.
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 movies, where 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" was neither an adventure nor 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 in the Underdark with great interest for a while before turning around and leaving.
…
There is no doubt that for the residents of the surface world of the continent of Faerun, the dramatic changes taking place in the underground world are not even as noticeable as the end of the civil war among the red wizards of Cyre.
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. Countless villages and towns were completely reduced to ruins in the massacre by the undead and construct armies.
All the airships and cannons originally prepared for each other were also put into action, directly dealing 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 the theocracy, the focus of the Mulhorand Empire has shifted from the north to the south.
The army centered around the Church of the God of War Anhor is constantly invading the chaotic Unther and is also expanding its influence into 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 military 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 in an instant, and no effective resistance was formed at all.
Because the elite troops and tactical command honed in the brutal civil war are simply incomparable to those human soldiers who have neglected training for a long time during peacetime.
In addition, this was 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 would occur.
But what other forces in the entire Faerun continent could not understand was that the Red Robe Wizards of Sel actually changed their nature and stopped plundering and selling slaves. Instead, they killed all the subjects of the Mulhorand Empire without sparing a single one, and transformed their corpses into undead creatures.
It is obvious that Zuo Si deliberately let Sazastan do this to reduce the number of followers of the Mulhorandi pantheon to ensure that they can never shake the dominance of the Faerun pantheon on this continent.
The brutal massacre instantly triggered collective anger from top to bottom in the Mulhorand Empire.
The ruling group, which was still engaged in internal strife and power struggle, responded immediately and dispatched legions from the southern region to the north as quickly as possible. Many cities also started subscription plans, and the city of Gellerdan even sent out a corps of mages to assist.
An army of revenge was quickly formed.
To this end, they even gave up control of the Enther-occupied area, withdrawing a total of 8,000 of the more than 10,000 soldiers stationed there, leaving only 2,000 to barely guard the city and fortress strongholds.
The rebels in Unther also seized this opportunity and began to actively launch attacks to regain lost territory.
All of a sudden, the entire eastern part of the continent was in turmoil.
Of course, merchants from the West Coast Empire are indispensable in this war.
Sensing business opportunities, they almost immediately appeared in the palaces and mansions of powerful figures in the Mulhorand Empire, or secretly reached agreements with the leaders of the resistance in the Unther region.
In short, this highly anticipated war attracted the attention of the entire continent of Faerun not long after it broke out.
Regional leaders who had been worried that the Cyrenes would invade neighboring countries after regaining unity also breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially the Storm Queen Simbu and the witches Sleiman, who had suffered attacks from the Red Robe Wizard before, hoped that Sazastan and the Mulhorand Empire would fight for decades or even hundreds of years, and it would be best if both sides collapsed together.
Because in their eyes, the Mulhorand Empire, which practices slavery and has a strong tendency to expansion, is not a good thing either.
Just as the two powerful Eastern nations were colliding passionately once again, the drow elf girl Lirael had quietly entered a city that originally worshiped the spider goddess Rose.
The reason why I emphasize "once" is because it is now occupied by rioting male mages and warriors. All the priestesses have been killed, leaving only some women who also have no power and status as tools to vent their anger and desires.
This time, they were no longer mistresses who enjoyed men's service, but slaves who were tied to racks with chains, shackles and ropes and were ravaged by men.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lirael would never have imagined how terrible it would be when a group of people who had been suppressed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years suddenly erupted and seized power.
Those men shouted the name of Velen, the Dark Elf God of Conspiracy, and vented their inner anger crazily.
Many women who were exposed in public were even tortured to death, and the bodies of many matrons and high-ranking priestess were also transformed by magic into things similar to pleasure golems.
If I have to use one word to describe the current state of this city, it is insanity! The ultimate insanity! "Damn! These guys are making me want to vomit. If Velen is allowed to lead the dark elves, it is better to continue with the status quo."
Lirael suppressed the feeling of nausea and couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
She simply could not 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 had fallen into madness could no longer care about so much.
They just want to release the accumulated anger and repression in the most destructive way possible.
As for the consequences and the future, that was not something they wanted to think about right now.
The god of conspiracy, Velen, clearly encourages 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 in the entire Dark Elf pantheon, except for Eilistraee, there is no other god who truly considers the future of the entire race and sincerely hopes that they can live better and better.
However, despite all her complaints, Lirael did not forget her mission.
She was very careful to use the cloak to cover the feminine features of her body, and at the same time pulled the hood tight to hide her beautiful face, and crossed the street at a very fast speed and arrived in front of a house that looked very shabby.
Instead of knocking, she cast a low-level detection spell.
moment!
A mysterious symbol appeared out of nowhere in the corner.
Seeing this, Lirael's tense nerves relaxed a little. Then she looked around to make sure that she was not being followed, and then she 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 drow's unique dark vision, she quickly noticed that the place was densely packed with underage children, girls to be exact.
Each of them looked frightened and terrified, while some were seriously injured or missing limbs and became disabled. They lay curled up on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.
The indescribable visual impact 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 wander and adventure, she had visited the church of this benevolent god more than once and donated generously to it.
On the one hand, Ilmater's followers do not discriminate against dark elves, nor do they think that their dark skin and silver hair represent evil and cruelty, and are willing to communicate with them in a friendly manner.
On the other hand, I sincerely admire these people who do good deeds selflessly without asking for anything in return.
It was also from Pastor Ilmater that Lirael learned what true kindness is.
But she didn't understand why there were suddenly so many little girls in this place which was originally a secret base of the followers of the Dark Maiden Eilistraee.
Many of them are nobles who wear their family crests and emblems.
Just as the drow girl was looking around in confusion, a female priest wearing the holy emblem of Eilistraee suddenly walked 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 the deal with these girls?"
The drow girl first introduced herself, then looked around with a puzzled look.
If she calculated correctly, there were at least forty or fifty underage girls here.
Hearing this, the pastor immediately smiled bitterly and replied: “They are all children who survived the riot.
Some were nobles, some were commoners.
Although I didn't want to get involved at first.
But seeing them being hunted, raped, humiliated and abused by those crazy men, he couldn't help but rescue them and bring them back here.
After all, the goddess taught us to be tolerant, kind, and good, and to do our best to help the weak.
What's more, they are just a group of children and have not been poisoned by the evil thoughts and teachings of the Spider Queen.
I think maybe I can guide them to believe in the great Dark Maiden and become one of us."
“But the problem is… how can you feed so many of them?
You know, the outside world is in complete chaos now.
Besides, keeping them hiding in this small place for a long time is not a solution.
They are human beings, not animals, and they need privacy and their own space.”
Lirael held her forehead with her hand and showed a painful expression.
She could understand the other party's desire to save these girls, but she overlooked the most important point, which was whether he had the ability to do so.
Because she had been with Zuo Si for some time, she did not have the unrealistic romanticism like other believers of Ilithyri, who often believed that there were always more solutions than problems and that as long as they persisted, a turning point would definitely happen.
But in reality, these people are often the first to die when faced with real danger and suffering.
Because reality is always more cruel and desperate than we imagine.
Especially when doing good deeds without considering one's own abilities, one may end up doing something bad with good intentions, or even turn it into a terrible disaster.
Given the current situation, if it was just about saving a few or a dozen people, Lirael would definitely not say a single word.
But the number of people rescued now obviously exceeds the endurance limit of this secret base and the opponent's capabilities.
If this situation is left unchecked and they run into a shortage of food and water, let alone spreading the teachings and leading them to conversion, their inherent competitive consciousness may be triggered, leading to an extremely violent internal fight, with the weak girls being killed and their flesh and blood being eaten.
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 dark elf mothers educate their children since childhood.
Except for the lucky ones like Drizzt who was taken away by his biological father Zaknafein at a very young age and escaped the disaster, almost no one else was spared.
In particular, the tradition of the Dark Elves valuing women more than men has resulted in women basically growing up under the noses of their matrons or older sisters and being sent to the Spider Academy for priest training.
Therefore, some of the girls present here might have tasted the blood of slaves or even their brothers and sisters.
"I...I haven't thought about it. I thought your coming 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 am not here to help you solve your problems. Instead, I am going to Menzoberranzan to complete a very important mission. But what do you want me to do now?"
Lirael was visibly mad.
Although strictly speaking, she could have just taken her stuff and left without caring about the mess.
But the goddess's teachings and her inner kindness prevented her from being so cold and rational.
Sometimes she even wondered if she had made a mistake in choosing to believe in the Dark Maiden Eilistraee.
If you had joined the evil camp like Zuo Si, you wouldn't have to worry about these moral choices now.
Because Lirael knew that Zuo Si would never let himself fall into a moral trap, nor would he allow anyone to use moral kidnapping to threaten him.
"terribly sorry……"
The female pastor lowered her head in shame.
"Forget it, let me think of a solution. By the way, where are the others?"
Lirael did not continue to blame the other party.
After all, at this point any accusations, curses and complaints will be of no help and will not solve any problems at all, but will only make the situation worse.
She understood this truth a long time ago.
To be exact, it was taught to her by her biological father, Gromph Baenre, the chief wizard of Menzoberranzan.
The female priest replied with a somewhat helpless tone: "Everyone else has gone out to look for food, water, and potions related to healing and regeneration. As you can see, some of these children were seriously injured while fleeing. With my priest level, it is impossible for me to perform divine arts such as regeneration of severed limbs. I can only barely save their lives for the time being."
"What? You sent everyone else out at a time like this?"
Lirael was stunned, obviously shocked by the other party's audacity.
"We can't help it. There are only three days' worth of food left here. We've been reducing our meals from two to one since the day before yesterday. If we can't find food within three days, we'll be completely deprived of food and starve to death."
After saying this, the female priest glanced with pity at the drow girls around her who were either sitting or lying on the ground.
Just as Lirael's brain was working at high speed to think of a solution, a girl wearing a noble badge and who looked like a human of about nine years old slowly raised her head and said in a hateful tone: "I know where the food is. As long as you help me kill someone, I will tell you where the food is stored."
"kill?"
Lirael frowned subconsciously.
Although the Dark Maiden Eilistraee was not the kind of deity who averse to killing, she still felt very uncomfortable with the threatening attitude and tone.
"That's right! As long as you help me kill Cusaler, I will tell you the location of a secret warehouse of the family.
There is enough food there to feed everyone for several years, as well as weapons, magic potions, and scrolls."
The girl calmly put forward the conditions.
But as soon as she finished speaking, another older girl next to her stood up and scolded her in a sharp voice: "Asshole! If you knew where the food was, why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you think it's fun to see us starving?"
"That's right! Don't you need to eat yourself?"
Another drow girl stood up and shouted angrily.
"I don't care if you're hungry or not, and I don't care if I live or die. I just want that man to die! As long as I can do that, I'm willing to pay any price!"
There was a creepy red light flashing in the girl's eyes, 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 chilled all over.
Fortunately, Lirael quickly regained her composure and asked in an uncertain tone, "Who is Cusaler? What did he do to make you hate her so much?"
"He is my elder brother, the eldest son of the family. He chopped off the head of another brother in front of me. It was because the latter wanted to protect me and hid me where he could not find me."
As she said this, tears of pain flowed from the girl's eyes.
Obviously, she has a very good relationship with her second brother, which can even be said to be very close to the relationship between brothers and sisters in a family in the surface world.
Although this kind of kinship is very rare in the noble families of the dark elves, it does exist.
Viconia and one of her brothers once had a similar relationship, but it ended tragically with the latter becoming a 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.
"Your brother is a follower of Velen?"
Lirael seemed to realize something, and a sharp light began to flash in her eyes.
"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 his family. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have become one of the leaders of this city now."
The girl told him everything she knew without hiding anything.
"Okay, I agree to your terms. You will see Cusaler's head soon."
After saying this, Lirael left the secret base without even staying for a second.
When she returned to the city streets, she quickly activated a magic item and transformed into a spiritual gas ball, slowly floating towards the location of the Municipal Council, without noticing that there was a pair of eyes watching her in the dark.
After flying completely far away, the mysterious person came out from the dark corner, took off his hood to reveal a beautiful and charming face of a drow woman, chuckled and sighed: "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 constituents and followers were reckless.”
"Dear Viconia, what are you going to do? You know, although most of the dark elf female priests in this city have been killed, the male mages are still there.
They set up many magical barriers around the municipal council.
If you barge in rashly, you will definitely be exposed."
Another drow woman emerged from the darkness and called out the former's name directly.
"Don't be anxious, dear Venal. It's especially important to be patient at times like this. We can still take action when this young man is in danger. By the way, your people should be in place, right?"
As she spoke, Viconia turned her head and gave a playful smile.
"Of course! With the power bestowed by the great Lord Soth and genetic modification, they can now fight one against a hundred."
Vinal gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
Needless to say, Viconia and Vinar are the trump cards that Zuo Si placed in the Underdark specifically for the battle with the Spider Queen.
After all, they are also dark elves, and like Drizzt and Lirael, they even come from the city of Menzoberranzan and are very familiar with the place.
Among them, Viconia was born into a noble family, but had to flee to the surface world because her family was destroyed in the secret war.
Vinar and her team were recruited by Zuo Si during his last trip to the Underdark, and had previously been assigned to perform counterintelligence missions in Luskan.
Later, as their strength grew and they acquired more and more technology, Zuo Si conducted some genetic modification experiments on these dark elves. He mixed some special super gene seeds and implanted them into their bodies, which greatly improved their physical fitness.
Now, in order not to arouse the vigilance of Rose and other dark elf gods, he sent out both 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 the corner of her mouth and reminded him.
Unlike the last time she escaped from the Underdark, this time she is already a LV28 Great Devil Priest. Not only has her physique and bloodline been blessed with purgatory, but she can also release the terrifyingly powerful Hellfire Breath at will.
As long as she doesn't meet the chosen people of other gods or the incarnations of gods, she can basically walk around the Underdark.
Especially the Hellfire Breath, which is extremely deadly to the dark elves who are afraid of high temperatures, and can often burn a large group to death in one go.
In her opinion, this mission can be described as "returning home in glory."
She vowed to find out all the enemies of Menzoberranzan one by one and kill them in the most cruel way.
Of course, in addition to this, it is also necessary to protect Lirael's safety and prevent her from falling into the trap woven by the spider goddess Rose.
"Don't worry, I know what to do."
Vinar rolled his eyes in annoyance, then disappeared on the spot as a shadow.
This scene made Viconia's red pupils suddenly dilate, and a hint of fear was revealed in her eyes.
Because she knew that it was not the effect of any magic or spell-like ability, but purely the physical speed of movement was too fast.
Including Vinar, the entire team possessed such terrifying strength, agility and physical attributes after undergoing transformation.
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, who claim to be perfect humans, can even wear heavy power armor and move at speeds that are almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, clearing out all enemies in an area before the other side can react.
As long as a small team of imperial guards controls the main traffic routes, they can block or even repel enemies that are hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times larger than their own.
Although Viconia had never seen the heroic performance of the Imperial Guards on the battlefield with her own eyes, she could feel the terrifying power from the improved combat effectiveness of Vinar and her team.
If it weren't for the blessing of Purgatory and powerful divine arts, she wasn't even sure if she could be a match for the sharp blades in the hands of these masters.
But fortunately, these guys are not enemies, but are in the same camp as us.
Just as Viconia was surprised by Vinar's speed and fighting ability, Lirael had already arrived above the City Council and wanted to get close to a window to peek into the situation inside.
But before she could lower the height, a blinding light flashed instantly, followed by several bolts of lightning shooting out from the magical patterns carved on the railings.
There was no doubt that she had triggered a magical barrier designed to ward off spiritual creatures.
Oops!
Lirael immediately realized that she had made a mistake, a very, very fatal mistake, which was to forget the existence of those drow male mages.
You should know that generally speaking, the matrons would never allow men to approach this building which symbolizes the highest power in the entire city.
As a result, the Council's enchantments and wards are usually divine rather than arcane.
This means that when all the priests die, male mages will not be able to control them.
But the male wizards in this city have apparently modified it, converting the original divine magic into arcane magic, and allowing it to continue to work.
The drow girl had too little experience in this area, so she didn't notice the change.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly. After seeing the lightning coming, she immediately returned to her original state and activated a protective scroll to form a barrier.
All the magical lightning that shot over was absorbed at the first moment and did not cause any damage.
But the next second...
Dozens of fully armed dark elf warriors and mages, as well as several mind flayers and gray dwarves, rushed out of the building.
The latter's identity is obviously a messenger.
As for why they appeared here, it was probably related to some ulterior evil plan of the God of Conspiracy Velen.
Although this god hated all races except the dark elves just like his mother, he was not as blatant as Rose.
In addition, in this special period, it is not surprising to form an alliance with the mind flayers and gray dwarves to attack other cities that still believe in the Spider Queen.
"Who are you? Why are you trespassing in the City Hall?"
The leading drow male narrowed his eyes and asked sternly.
"Which of you is Cusaler?"
Lirael asked bluntly.
She obviously didn't intend to answer any questions, but wanted to confirm the target first.
"A woman? You are a spy sent by another city 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 have fallen into chaos with Rose's silence.
"Don't talk nonsense! Catch her first and then torture her slowly."
The leading man interrupted the former, and his grin revealed naked cruelty and malice.
Not only him, 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 drawn their swords and rushed over, completely blocking Lirael's retreat from different angles.
The mages also began to chant the afterword, intending to use control spells to capture the spy alive and confirm the situation in other surrounding cities.
Since the riots began until now, these men who have successfully seized power have basically lost all channels for obtaining information from the outside world.
After all, these diplomatic channels are usually controlled by the matriarchs of the top-ranked families.
Now that all the mistresses have been killed and their resources have been spent, they naturally don't know how to contact other cities.
Not only that!
They were also afraid that if the news of the seizure of power got out, it would lead to sieges in other cities.
The fear that the spider goddess Rose has etched into the bones of these men is not so easy to eliminate.
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