As expected, they also knew other ways to leave the Underdark, but this path also hid great risks.

According to the drow who discovered that road, the road might pass by a sleeping black dragon beast.

It was a dragon beast that was comparable in size to an adult dragon. The biggest difference between it and a dragon was probably that it did not have a very high IQ.

But if we only talk about combat power, the opponent's physical strength is probably not inferior to that of a real black dragon of the same size.

The other party would go out to eat once a month. If you could quickly pass through during the time when the other party was away, you could reach the surface relatively safely.

However, if Carl's army of constructs moves in groups, the noise may be quite loud.

"Which do you think is safer, the Black Dragon Beast or the Corrupted Drow?"

Looking at the drow matron floating in the air, Carl asked his doubts.

The deep mastery of psychic energy has enabled many psychic users to gain a certain degree of predictive ability. Carl felt that he could use this to ask the drow mistress to help eliminate the wrong options.

Of course, whether or not he would listen to the other party's proposal depended on Carl's mood, because he couldn't be sure whether this guy would deceive him.

But what made Carl speechless was that the results given by this psychic master were very similar to those of those charlatans. She said:

"Destiny is elusive. All I can tell you is that no matter which path you choose, you will definitely reach the surface in the end."

Although this statement does mean that Carl will eventually succeed, judging from the current situation, it is like when someone asks her, "Is the number on the dice big or small?", she replies, "Neither big nor small."

"Tsk! I really don't get along with charlatans!"

Giving up on asking the other party, Carl decided to think again about Shadow and Scorpion's departure plan.

“Our tribe went to the surface because of an accident. The small underground cave where we were located collapsed. During our emergency evacuation, we mistakenly entered an unfamiliar tunnel. As a result, the tunnel went all the way up and finally reached the surface.

I'm not sure if we'll be able to find the tunnel by then, but I can take you to the cave where my tribe once lived."

It was very rare for Ying to give a speech which was quite long for her.

On the surface, Scorpion's plan seems more reliable than Shadow's.

"I told you before, I joined a drow organization that didn't want to completely degenerate, but also didn't want to continue practicing hard. I was sent to the surface by members of the organization.

At that time, I didn't know their true purpose and thoughts. I just thought they wanted to obtain supplies from the humans on the surface and give back to the tribe.

I think we can try to contact them.”

After saying that, Scorpion looked at Carl, the leader of the team.

"Can!"

With a nod, Carl finalized the matter.

The drow mistress made no comment on this, behaving like an ordinary passenger who was just trying to hitchhike to her destination.

…

Amidst the rumbling sounds, a mechanical army composed of constructs began to move forward.

Although those iron spider-like constructs have tried their best to reduce noise, when the sound of footsteps is multiplied by 600, things still become a little difficult to cover up.

"What's going on out there?"

In an underground maze located on the path of the iron army, a drow matron from a small tribe called her children and asked about the situation outside.

These drow who still have residual belief in spirit totems have mastered the inheritance of the three ranger sub-professions: hunter, ghost tracker, and flock herder, as well as the training methods of wanderers.

However, due to the ranger's advantages in hunting and other aspects, most of the drow in the tribe chose the path of ranger to help the tribe hunt more food.

Upon receiving the order from the mistress, a Netherworld tracker immediately led a group of herders out to gather information.

But soon after they left, the two hurriedly returned to the underground maze from outside.

"Oh no! Madam, a strange huge metal box with a large group of steel spiders is passing through this area. They are right above our heads now, and these noises are caused by them!"

Compared to those drow tribes that truly have ancient heritage, the civilization of this tribe has obviously degenerated seriously.

Apart from being able to speak Elvish, they are almost no different from the wildlings.

So, naturally, they don't know about such high-tech things as constructs.

In fact, this situation is the norm for drow in the Underdark. Some of them have even moved to the surface, fighting with the giants who have fallen into ignorance for food.

After a brief moment of panic, the drow matriarch immediately ran out of this natural underground maze with several of her trusted followers and came to the "surface area" for them.

Looking at those steel spiders, she knelt down without any psychological burden, murmuring prayers to the spirits.

Using psychic power to order the marching constructs to stop, he had Thorin park the truck in front of them, then opened the door and walked down.

"Are you the occupants of this area?"

Carl said this sentence in Elvish with some hesitation, looked at the drow and straightened his body secretly.

With the help of the power armor, his already tall body has exceeded 2.4 meters in height. His strong body made the female drow who had only seen male drow feel a little restless for no reason.

"Yes."

Zhuo Er, whose age could not be identified from his appearance, knelt on the ground respectfully and meekly, and answered tremblingly.

After confirming that the drow in front of him were not the group of fallen ones, Carl's eyes rolled and he felt that he could find some benefit from this.

'These drow obviously don't have psychic powers. I don't have the energy to deal with those corrupted psychic drow. So can I raise a drow guard specifically to deal with them?'

Thinking that most of the Obsidian City drow who had come to him before did not seem to have a formal career yet, Carl took off part of his power armor and took out a dimensional bag filled with food.

After untying the straps, Carl took out a dozen bags of food.

"Do you have enough food in your tribe? Follow me! You won't have to worry about food anymore!"

With a bewitching tone, Karl said this to the drow matron who was obviously at the tribal civilization stage.

After receiving tutoring from Iris Trace, also known as the Dreamless Drow, Carl had a general understanding of the quality of life of ordinary drow in the Underdark.

The problem of eating in the Underdark is completely opposite to that in Stormreach. The food here is even more valuable than gold.

Because of this, Carl took out bread, bacon and other food to tempt the drow matron who came to kneel down because of the passing army of constructs.

The other party's actions are a way for the drow to express submission and obedience to the strong. Some more barbaric and primitive drow tribes will even perform similar acts of submission to powerful wild beasts.

Carl felt that this was probably part of the influence of the drow's belief in spirits. After all, many spirits existed in the main plane in the form of animals or other forms.

At the same time, people who believe in spirits are also supporters of animism.

Seeing the food being brought in front of her, the drow mistress took it hesitantly and took a bite.

The slightly crispy crust of the bread and the soft white bread with a wheat aroma give off a slightly sweet taste when you chew it.

This taste is completely different from meat, and it has a bit of suppressed taste caused by additives.

"As long as we follow you, can we always eat this kind of food in the future?"

Without hesitating for too long, the drow mistress asked again as if to confirm.

Hearing this, Karl nodded.

After handing some of the food in her hand to her offspring, the drow mistress chanted a prayer in a variant elven language with many slang words, the specific meaning of which was unknown, and then humbly bowed to Carl again and again.

After a while, several drow nearby ran back to the natural maze below and brought out sixteen younger drow.

After asking Galian to assign these drow to sit in the constructs, Carl nodded secretly and then returned to the truck.

"Do you want to train a group of hunters to hunt the fallen drow?"

As soon as she got back in the car, Elise asked Karl about his intentions in an uncertain tone.

But the fact that she could ask this question meant that she actually knew Karl's thoughts very well.

"It's really easy and difficult to communicate with a person with strong psychic powers..."

Muttering to himself, Karl nodded and admitted it directly.

“After a drow reaches adulthood, it will take about 60 to 70 years for them to get pregnant again.

This means that the total population of the drow cannot be too exaggerated, but judging from the performance of that group of fallen drow, it seems possible that a group of half-drow would appear.

But psychic power is not a universal power. There will definitely be a large number of ordinary drow enslaved by those drow who have psychic power. I am also providing them with some help in their resistance."

Just as it is impossible for all humans to reach the standard of 10 points in all attributes when they reach adulthood, it is certainly impossible for all drow, as a long-lived species, to possess psychic talents.

The reason why those fallen drow established a sect that believed in Rose, in addition to the influence of the corresponding nightmare spirits through dreams, was probably because they wanted to use religion to control those ordinary drow who had no talents.

Iris nodded gently, put her hand on her chest, and asked hesitantly:

"Can I try to spread the faith in the Way of Light? Although ordinary believers cannot provide sufficient help like my bloodline, this can help them resist the temptation from Rose."

(End of this chapter)