Chapter 259: The Mourning Poetry Society Assembles!

In this underground city covered with spider webs, killing does not only occur on the top floor of the tower.

In the shadows that no one noticed, a group of underground races were imprisoned by the drow elves in many cells sealed with spider webs. The drow elves said they wanted to overthrow the oppression of the undead, but in fact they were no different from the undead. These underground races were nothing more than slaves, food, and consumables for the drow elves.

In this dark area, there is no morality, no mercy, only the naked law of the jungle.

And these slaves who were supposed to be sent to be skinned and boned are mysteriously disappearing one by one.

It seemed as if there was something in the darkness, devouring these slaves one by one.

There was no exclamation, no screaming, only a very slight chewing sound, and the flesh and bones were crushed and disappeared completely in the sound that made your scalp numb.

However, in order to prevent these slaves from causing trouble, the drow elves paralyzed them with poison. They were conscious, but their hands and feet could not move. They died one by one in the sneak attack of this shadow. Others could only watch and wait, hoping that they would not be the next one.

On the other side of the city, a spider-like drow was originally leading his slaves to the tower, but halfway through, he suddenly found an excuse and threw the work to his companions.

After moving away from the team, the spider-like drow disappeared into the shadows and ran directly out of the city.

In a secret passage connected to the spider web city, countless thorns grew wildly in it. A spider-like drow appeared outside the passage and walked into the thorns without hesitation.

Sharp thorns cut through his huge body, leaving wounds one after another. Smelly blood flowed out of the wounds, but the blood seemed to contain a strange red light that illuminated the thorns.

The spider-like drow walked forward, chanting hymns of pain. Blood light surrounded his body, slowly turning into mysterious runes that were imprinted on his body, and then quickly disappeared.

After the spider-like drow walked out of the passage, the sharp thorns all withered and turned into dust and dissipated, and the wounds and scarlet runes on the spider-like drow's body also disappeared.

But the pain won't go away.

The pain of slow slicing has been deeply imprinted on the body of this spider-like drow. He is experiencing the previous pain all the time, but there is an unstoppable smile on his face.

Pain is a gift, pain is power, pain is the relief from everything.

This is the blessing of the goddess of pain.

Not all drow believe in the Lolth Spider Queen. Because her doctrine is betrayal and malice, there are naturally many traitors among the drow.

Amber Xiu's prediction was absolutely correct. Every goddess was calculating and had her own back-up plan, and there was more than one.

But these goddesses don’t know yet that the legendary undead spirits of the Mourning Poets Society have set their sights on this spider-web-covered city.

In an unknown tavern on the mainland, a slovenly bard put down his larry and walked out of the tavern shaking his head.

This made the guests of the tavern feel relieved. The bard's singing was too bad, and the quiet feeling seemed like a gift from the gods. They had raised some opinions, but those who raised some opinions had already been hung on the crooked tree outside the tavern.

Although they didn't know why, the person who could make the bard stop was truly a great deed. They were willing to offer a brief but sincere gratitude to this unknown god.

In an underground tomb that had been buried for who knows how long, a corpse that seemed to have been dried for a long time crawled out of the coffin and opened its mouth to reveal two rows of terrifying fangs.

"It's been a long time since I tasted fresh flesh and blood."

Violent dark magic began to gather on the mummy. The originally shriveled muscles began to swell, and flesh and blood grew again on the skull-like head. Only the big mouth full of sharp teeth remained unchanged.

Far away overseas, deep in the ocean, a huge ghost ship was anchored in the strait.

The teleportation magic circle on the ship kept flashing, and those strange-looking fish-man zombies were constantly teleported to the underworld by Captain Ai Ge.

Ai Ge said to his men, "It's a pity that the Underdark is not suitable for me to exert my power. You must perform well and don't weaken the reputation of our Silent Night Pirates."

In the outer sea dragon tomb, Gareth and his wife have already walked onto the teleportation array to the Underdark, followed by a large number of bone dragons.

The Underdark is not part of the continent, and the rules that were set with Ryan at the beginning did not prohibit dragons from entering the Underdark.

Although the story of the dead giving birth to a baby was fake, this was the first team-building activity of the Mourning Poets Society in many years. How could Gareth and his wife miss it? Wouldn't it be unsociable if they didn't participate?

Even Herky Stone, the weakest vampire in the group, brought his blood slaves to the Underdark. He knew that he would be useless in a fight, but he had to show up in front of the seniors of the Mourning Poets Society.

Inside the Withered Rose's palace, more than a dozen teleportation arrays continued to light up, and members of the Mourning Poets Society appeared one by one.

Withered Rose couldn't help but think that if the Mourning Poets Society was willing to go out together with her to attack Ryan, Ryan who had lost the Silver Moon Knight would definitely be destroyed by her.

Unfortunately, Withered Rose knew that this was impossible.

She has been a member of the Dead Poets Society for a long time, and has hoped more than once that other members would help her destroy Ryan, and she is willing to pay any price.

Unfortunately, there has been no response.

I used to think that the members of the Mourning Poets Society didn’t have the ability and didn’t want to be cannon fodder, but now it seems that those old seniors just don’t want to help.

"But why did everyone come out to help when that guy got into trouble?"

Withered Rose was not jealous, but rather thoughtful. She really wanted to know what charm Amberxiu had that could make the Mourning Poets Society come out in force.

At the same time, Withered Rose once again made up her mind to become a family with Amberxiu completely. By then, her hatred would be equal to his hatred, and maybe the Mourning Poets Society would move out for him again.

Amber also learned about the gathering of the Mourning Poets Society through the Codex of the Dead, and hurriedly left the tower to find a secret corner in this spiderweb city to draw a magic circle.

Fortunately, this underground city is large enough and there are not many drow. Many areas are completely deserted and even spider webs have not been set up yet, so it is not difficult to find a secret place.

Amber found an abandoned temple and started to work hard there.

Several hours later, a super huge blue light gate appeared in front of Amberxiu.

This is an enhanced version of the Anywhere Door. Unlike the teleportation magic circle, which requires teleportation by number of times, once the Anywhere Door is opened, the two ends will be completely connected, just like a channel. The transmission speed depends entirely on the walking speed of the queue. This is an enhanced version of the space spell that can only be cast by the Golden Throne.

The portal could last for about three hours and cost Amberxiu tens of millions of gold coins.

Since so much has been invested in the early stage, it would be a huge loss if you don’t make ten or a hundred times the profit this time.

After the portal was opened, the first person to rush out was the Headless Knight Gareth.

He was riding his eight-legged giant horse, wearing heavy armor, and when he rushed out, he almost crushed Amberxiu.

Gareth laughed thunderously and said to Amber, "Haha, good brother, long time no see."

"Shh! Don't be so loud! The drow will find out!" said Amberxiu.

However, Amberxiu will soon find that there is no peace at all.

Because all kinds of undead began to pour out of the portal, the skeletons were fine, but the zombies would always roar from time to time, and soon they began to become noisy. Then, a huge dragon head got stuck on the portal, but the place was completely full.

Amberxiu finally understood that covert action was impossible. There were too many undead and it was impossible not to be noticed.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

However, it seems that there is no need to keep it secret anymore.

More than a dozen bone dragons were reduced in size and squeezed into the sea of ​​undead. Many low-level skeletons were crushed and had to walk out of the temple.

Next came a group of bloated fat men three or four meters tall. They were abominations made from countless corpses, all high-level undead.

After the abominations came the Death Knights, after the Death Knights came a group of vampires, and finally a group of wet zombie murlocs.

The leader said excitedly when he saw Amber Xiu: "Captain's distinguished guest, we meet again."

"Phil? Why are you here too?!" Amber recognized the half-rotten Shahua fishman. Wasn't he the pirate captain under Aige's command?

"It's inconvenient for the captain to come to the Underdark, so I came to help."

Before I could catch up with the fishman Phil, several figures walked out of the portal.

A slovenly-looking bard, an elegant ghoul, and the withered rose... Oh, Herky Stone was there too, but he was blocked by someone and could not be seen for a while.

Amberxiu quickly flew over the group of undead and came in front of these friends.

Amberxiu recognized them without them introducing themselves. The ghoul was easy to understand, since it was also a member of the undead, but this poet... Amberxiu could not sense the aura of the undead on him at all.

There shouldn't be any living people in the mourning poetry club, right? An Boxiu said politely, "Two seniors, we finally meet. Thank you for your help this time."

The bard smiled and said, "Don't be polite to me. I am also bored."

The elegant ghoul said, "I don't care. As long as there is enough flesh and blood for me, it's enough, even if it can't fill my stomach."

Amber Xiu said tentatively: "I wonder how the two seniors should address each other? Using code names is always disrespectful."

The bard casually said, "My name is the poet, and this is my life."

Amber Xiu felt a little bit sorry. He wanted to find out some identity information from the poet's name, but it turned out that this person was really tight-lipped.

The ghoul said casually: "Yugasi, this is the name I used many years ago."

Yugashi, you can tell it's not his real name. Amberxiu has only heard of the Ghoul King Dorisan, but he is a powerful lord of the Abyss.

Although I didn't find out any information, I finally got to know these two seniors.

"Senior Poet, what are your plans next? With such a big commotion here, the drow elves will find out soon." Amber asked.

The poet smiled and said, "Don't worry about me. I am only here to compose a poem for these drow elves. Don't ask me about other things. Since the incident started because of you, we are here to help you. Then you can take charge."

Amber Xiu did not refuse and said directly to Withered Rose: "Ms. Rose, you are much better than me in commanding the undead army. All the troops will be handed over to you for command. As for the other members of the Mourning Poetry Society, I will not restrict your actions. You just need to try your best to put pressure on those drow elves.

"And I will go and see how many conspiracies and schemes those four goddesses have arranged."

Withering Rose said worriedly at this time: "You want to go on an adventure alone?"

Amber nodded and said, "I have to help the goddess Shar complete her plan. If I promise the gods but don't fulfill my responsibilities, she will have an excuse to punish me."

This was something Amberxiu couldn't avoid, he had to stab the dagger out. Of course, whether or not he could stab Trisna to death had nothing to do with him.

Withered Rose wanted to persuade him again, but the poet said, "Don't worry, I will bless him."

The scruffy minstrel took out a larry and plucked the strings rapidly.

A strange piece of music entered Amberxiu's soul. The chords played had no resemblance to any music he had heard before, and Amberxiu was unable to describe its characteristics. Some of the sounds were even so sharp and low that they exceeded the limits of the larry guitar... Countless praises and wails made up this strange melody. Amberxiu only felt his soul trembling. This experience was not really comfortable. He even felt like he never wanted to hear this kind of music again.

This strange music lasted less than ten seconds, and then the poet said to Amber, "It's done. I have added a death-proof barrier to you that can protect you from three fatal attacks."

After hearing this, Amber Xiu quickly said, "It's so beautiful. Can I listen to it again?"

(End of this chapter)