Broad World

Dark elves may be the most contradictory race in the world. More than 10,000 years ago, they were the losers of the famous "Crown War" in history. They were driven into the underground world by their compatriots. It was completely distorted and became full of hatred for this world.

However, the tough style of the goddess Rose and the powerful civilization passed down by the elves did not make her decline. On the contrary, she quickly adapted to the cruel environment of the Underdark, and soon grew into the supreme overlord, even mind flayers and beholders. Powerful races dare not easily provoke them, because every intelligent creature living underground knows that if they offend the dark elves, they will definitely suffer the cruelest revenge.

Arrogance and prudence, arrogance and inferiority, hatred for all surface creatures, but never plan to reoccupy the surface, all kinds of contradictions are vividly reflected in these dark elves.

It can be said that this is a group of typical bullies and fearful guys. Under the oppressive and cruel social system, everyone lives carefully, not only paying attention to the destruction that will come to them at any time, but also carefully staring at the dagger that may be stabbed behind them. .

Generally speaking, they will not take the initiative to provoke people or forces stronger than themselves, because that is no different from seeking death, which is definitely different from some brain-dead in human society. You must know that many powerful spellcasters on the surface have maintained a certain relationship with the dark elves, and some of them can even obtain very high status in their cities, among which the red-robed mage is one of the best. Throughout Faerun, these tattooed mages can be seen in almost all evil forces, and they are known as the best plotters. Also a great ally.

certainly. The premise is that you have to be mentally prepared to be betrayed at any time. As long as there are enough interests, the red-robed mage will betray at any time, what's more, he may be stabbed at a critical moment.

Henry may not know who is dominant in the cooperation between the dark elves and the red-robed mage, but this time he did have the upper hand in the negotiations with the eldest daughter of the Geralt family. Because this kind of tough and cold-blooded style makes the other party very scared, no matter how hard the two eyes are concealed, they can't hide the fear that is inadvertently revealed.

"Nim, you are a great warrior, and you also have a smart mind. As long as you work together, the city of Ust-Nasa will be ours in less than a hundred years." Liroya stood up. The chest was close to Henry's strong chest, and the plump hemisphere was squeezed and deformed. When she understood the power of the underage warrior in front of her, her attitude took a 180-degree turn, from the original arrogance and wooing to the current flattery and pleading, the change of face was so fast that she could take it Oscar statuette.

Looking at the flattering eyes of the eldest daughter, Henry immediately put on a haughty look: "Of course, I came to the city to let everyone know that I, Nim, is the greatest warrior in the world, and I have never Afraid of any challenge. Whether it is dragons, mind flayers, beholders, demons, demons, celestial creatures, as long as they dare to appear, they will all fall at my feet."

"Oh...you are such a fearless warrior, look at the perfect muscles and strong arms, come and conquer me now, a noble priestess is waiting for you to conquer." Liroya said shamelessly A long string of nasty words came out. Ever since she understood Henry's powerful fighting power, she didn't care about her dignity, and behaved exactly like a (bitch) dog in heat.

As the eldest daughter, Liroya had long wanted to kill her mother so that she could become the mistress of the Geralt family. Because Mistress Xingdela is very poor in childbearing, she has only given birth to one daughter and one son since she was in charge of the family. Compared with other ruling families, it can be called pitiful. He has left behind a rich family background and connections, so he may have been targeted long ago.

Everyone knows that dark elves like to fight among themselves, between cities, between families, between brothers, between sisters, and of course between mother and daughter. Almost every mistress takes the position by killing her own mother. In their view, only in this way can a truly qualified head of the family be cultivated.

Obviously, in aristocratic families with many children, the rivalry between sisters is usually the most serious, because only one of all daughters can be the supreme controller of the family, and the loser usually ends very miserable.

Liroya had no other sisters, so she focused all her attention on dealing with her mother. In the dark elf society, in most cities, only the priestesses of Lolth have the right to inherit, and those lowly men can only be used as a foil no matter how good they are.

Without the threat of the sisters, theoretically, as long as the mistress is killed, the eldest daughter will automatically become the heir, and instantly become the controller of the third-ranked family in Uster Nazar.

Liroya, who had long been blackened by power and greed, could not refuse this temptation at all, so she agreed to fully cooperate with Henry without hesitation, no matter how harsh the conditions were. Especially when she knew that the young warrior in front of her had the power to kill Mistress Xingdela, her ambition was completely ignited. Go to hell with shit like self-esteem and tradition. Only power and strength are the power of every darkness. The ultimate goal that the elves pursue tirelessly.

"Hmph, then kneel down, I'm going to conquer you now." After speaking, Henry directly picked up the snake's head whip that was placed on the table and slapped the eldest daughter fiercely.

"Snapped!"

With a clear and loud whipping, Liroya's close-fitting clothes were smashed instantly, and at the same time, a bloody whip mark appeared on the plump twin peaks.

However, she didn't make any screams like ordinary people. Instead, she knelt down obediently and groaned. She lowered her head and began to kiss Henry's blood-stained boots. She didn't show the dignity of a high-ranking priestess at all. , is simply a masochist.

"My lord! My brave and senseless warrior! Come! Lash me! Subdue me!"

"as you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, Henry sneered and swiped the whip again, and whipped it down fiercely. For half an hour, the sound of the whip and the woman's moaning kept coming out of the house. At the same time, there is also a nervous sneer from the man...

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at the same time. On the other side of the city. Poor Allen is suffering unimaginable pain. Just when he thought Chasma had forgotten himself, this legendary mage who was already filled with hatred suddenly appeared and poured a bottle of (poison) medicine down the boy's throat.

Obviously, it wasn't some deadly toxin, but something specially prepared by the dark elves to torture their enemies. It never kills the poisoned person, but constantly destroys a person's health, reducing constitution, vitality and resistance. It can torture a burly man into a sick child, and many people would rather commit suicide than bear this kind of pain.

"Cough...cough cough cough!" Allen couldn't stop coughing violently. A large amount of blood foam kept gushing out from the lungs. He felt as if a fire was burning violently in his chest, and the painful and itchy feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Chasma's distorted old face was full of pleasure of revenge: "Hahahahahaha! How about it, boy, do you feel that your life is worse than death? Don't think I don't know that you killed the demon I sent, This is just a lesson, don’t be too self-righteous, if you dare to make small moves, then it will not be as simple as a bottle of (poison) medicine.”…

Allen has no strength to refute at all now, and is desperately clutching his chest. An ordinary robe was quickly torn, and blood-red scratches appeared on the chest instantly. It looked terribly bloody and bloody.

"Hmph!" Chasma snorted softly, opened a portal and left.

He was researching a legendary spell during this time, intending to tap the full potential of this silver-white spar and create a terrifying magic with destructive power, but just now he suddenly found that the quasimo he sent had disappeared inexplicably, and he used the prophecy magic Only after checking did he know that the enemy's son actually started to fight back.

Chasma, who was already suffocating, did not hesitate to use the bottle of (poison) medicine that he had prepared long ago. He believed that this thing could make the little (cub) stay honest for a while.

Not long after the old mage left, Allen quickly got up from the ground, stretched out a finger and put it in his throat.

"vomit……"

I saw a large amount of dark green liquid spewing out from the stomach quickly, and almost all of it was vomited out in a short while.

After all this last night, Allen quickly took out a bottle of water from the shelf, rinsed his mouth, then drank some more, made himself vomit repeatedly, until he felt that there was no more (poison) medicine in his stomach, and he was relieved sit on the floor.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, and muttered to himself: "Cough! Cough cough... It's dangerous! Fortunately, I was prepared and only absorbed a little bit. I can't move anymore."

It turned out that the boy had expected such a day long ago, so he deliberately pretended to be in extreme pain, lying on the ground and leaning forward as much as possible, so as to ensure that the (poison) medicine would not flow down the stomach and enter the intestines, and wait for Chasma to die. Leaving and regurgitating right away. Although it was inevitable to absorb some in the end, it was finally escaped.

Allen can feel that the (poison) medicine he just absorbed is destroying his health, especially his lungs and throat. As long as he moves a little, he can't help but start coughing violently. For a person who needs covert action You could say it was a catastrophe.

This meant that he could no longer sneak around in the mage's tower, especially the library. There were always dark elves reading or looking up information, and he would definitely be found if he made a sound. Not to mention the storage room, the two groups of golems have been patrolling, and they can hear a needle dropped on the ground.

"Cough...cough cough, it seems that this is the first difficulty I have to overcome." Allen said with a wry smile, touching his itchy and sore throat. He is no longer the little guy who can be manipulated by others. The cruel society of the dark elves has taught this boy how to face desperation, and he also understands how to play tricks. He is no longer a simple child...

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