Chapter 11 Mother Goddess, Elves, and Development
Rand was sitting in the sacrificial room at this time, completely unaware of what was happening in hideout number two.
Now that income is not enough to cover expenses and food reserves are low, we may need to arrange for some people to increase hunting activities to obtain meat to make up for the corresponding deficit.
As for the law that all animals are the property of the lord, Rand doesn't need to pay any attention to it. As a cultist's messenger, he doesn't need to abide by any laws of the human kingdom.
Just as Rand was lost in thought, he heard light footsteps.
He knew very well that no one in this hideout had light footsteps, so the footsteps were either those of some vicious and nimble beast, or the elf that yelled at him last time.
Ever since he separated from Taner, he had also considered the possibility of being visited by this elf, so he basically stayed in the sacrificial room and did not go out.
And here, he is almost unbeatable.
The moment he reacted, he lunged forward, threw himself onto the altar, and stared in the direction of the entrance.
It was indeed that elf. This time she was not wrapped in a black robe, but a green dress, showing off her beautiful figure.
Silver-white hair, golden eyes as bright as the sun, a slender and perfect body and a face that can be said to be flawless.
If Rand had such conditions in her previous life, she could have made money by being a poster girl in the two-dimensional game Kuku.
But at this moment, Rand only felt that his whole body was cold, as if he was about to die.
The upper limit of combat power in this world is very low, at least in the first expansion pack today. Currently, it can only be divided into ordinary, elite, superior and the best.
But in fact, even for a top-level professional like Taner, facing fully armed professional soldiers head-on, fighting twenty or thirty alone is already the limit.
But this does not mean that such people are not strong. If they fight guerrilla warfare, such a person can beat a baron so hard that he has a mental breakdown and can only live like a turtle in the castle.
And judging from the fact that she was able to fight Taner to a draw before, this elf was obviously also a top-level professional. In other words, it would be easy for her to kill this fake messenger of God.
The elf shook her long, smooth silver hair and gently pressed her right hand on her soft lips, making them slightly concave: "Mr. Sadist, it seems that you don't have the Paladin to protect you now~"
"What do you want to do!" Although Rand still had a way out at this time, he still felt panicked.
The elf hugged his chest, then bent over and squeezed his chest hard: "Do you really want to train me like a livestock, just like you treat those minotaurs?"
Rand had already confirmed that the elf had a weird mind, and said righteously: "Of course not. How could an upright person like me have such evil thoughts?"
"Oh~, is that so?" The elf's gaze moved from Rand's face to his abdomen.
"Ahem, maybe a little." Rand felt a little embarrassed and coughed lightly to show that he was a normal man.
"As expected!" The elf wanted to answer, but a blush appeared on her face. She snorted softly, "Give me your life!"
Then, without using the short bow behind him or the short sword at his waist, he just rushed straight forward.
But even with such a useless move, Rand, who had no combat experience, still treated it as a formidable enemy. Just as the elf was about to rush in front of him, he silently recited the sacrificial eulogy in his heart.
This is the second use of the ability developed by Rand.
As long as you sacrifice yourself, when you return, your body will seem to be rebuilt and all your injuries will be healed.
In other words, as long as he has a breath left and can complete the sacrifice ceremony, he will not die.
Moreover, when he is in the Mother Goddess's kingdom, he will not be attacked, which means he is invincible for a short period of time, although he can not stay in the Mother Goddess's kingdom for long.
But the elf was really stunned by this scene. She knew that this sadist named Rand was the messenger of some strange cult, but she didn't expect him to be so stubborn. In the face of her attack, he chose to sacrifice himself directly and didn't even give her a sip of soup!
"Ahhhhh!" The elf grabbed her pointed ears. She finally met a sadist with such a genius idea, but just when she was about to get it, it was gone! Such a huge psychological gap made it difficult for her to accept it for a while.
But soon she saw on the altar, like a miracle, Rand's body gradually reassembled in the void.
Rand grinned, his white teeth seemed to reflect light. At this moment, he was indeed invincible. As long as he continued to sacrifice himself, this strange elf would have no way to do anything to him. And as long as he delayed until Taner came back, he could drive her away!
He is simply a genius.
The elf pounced decisively, this time on Rand's body, but before he could feel the real touch for long, Rand quickly finished reciting the sacrificial words, disappeared from reality, and came to the kingdom of the Mother Goddess.
Now, he has gradually become familiar with the twisted flesh and blood of the Mother Goddess's Kingdom. He even feels that the Mother Goddess's body covered with mouthparts, eyes and tentacles has a unique charm. At least it looks very comfortable.
But when he returned to the altar, he felt uncomfortable. It seemed that the elf had no intention of giving up. It was staring at him hungrily and seemed to want to rush forward.
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Rand wiped the non-existent sweat off his face, not understanding why she was so persistent: "Miss Elf, please let me go. We don't have any grudges against each other."
The elf had understood by now that she had no way to directly contact this messenger who seemed to be a real messenger of God. She also couldn't really try to see if this messenger of God could recover if she shot an arrow through his forehead.
In this case, there seems to be only one way to go. Damn it, she didn't expect that as a high elf, she would have to put on such a poor performance. But for the sake of future happiness, dignity is simply not worth mentioning.
Thinking of this, she took a few steps back and kept some distance from Landra.
Rand had no idea what was in the elf's gourd, so he stared at it warily, ready to recite the sacrificial jingle at any moment.
She shook her body, and her voluptuous parts swayed with it. Then she panted slightly and leaned against the wall of the sacrificial room. "What kind of evil magic did this damn perverted sadist use? He actually, actually..."
As she spoke, she panted slightly again, as if she really had no strength left. She slowly sat down on the ground, revealing her smooth thighs: "I feel like I have no strength left in my body. You are so strong. I didn't expect that I, Lisa, would lose to a pervert like you in a place like this, wuwuwu."
She crossed her legs, rubbed them together, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Rand, who was completely confused, with watery eyes.
"Damn it, now that you won, you must want to whip me, and stuff my mouth with a muzzle like you treat an animal, forcing me to obey your orders. Damn it..." After she said that, a whip fell out of her body.
Although it was normal for a ranger to carry a convenient weapon like a whip, the scene at this moment made Rand, who had suffered from the abuse of the Internet in his previous life, very clear about what he should do.
Rand picked up the elf's dropped whip from the ground, then pinched her chin, forcing her eyes, which had been drooping, to look him in the eye.
It is time to let this elf from a backward era taste the darkness in the hearts of modern people who have been poisoned by the Internet.
He gently pressed her lips, which were now somewhat moist, and laughed wickedly: "Little girl, since you have fallen into the hands of my master Rand, you will suffer physical pain, hehehe."
(End of this chapter)