crown of stars

Chapter 6 Magic and Drow

Nigel clenched his fists and walked down excitedly.

The steps and steps are made of dark obsidian, and the minerals mixed in it reflect a faint brilliance.Walking on it, the half-elf felt as if he were walking in a sky full of stars.

There was a door at the end of the corridor, and half-elfs were standing in front of the door. Tricks were distributed on the door, and a knife mark cut off the connection of all the traps from top to bottom.

Someone had obviously come in before him.

Nigel hesitated for a while, then pushed open the door, and the whole picture of the secret room was immediately revealed in front of him.

Large areas of regular geometric patterns covered the walls, and even the floor had dense fine lines.In the destroyed cave, there are also exactly the same patterns.There were arched openings in the walls that looked like exits, but they were blocked.The half-elf glanced at it, and quickly set his sights on the furnishings in the room.

Several smooth test benches were placed neatly together, and the brown traces seeped into the plane, as if the smell of blood still remained.

Nigel remembered this.When he was not freed, he stayed in the cage and watched duergars, drow, gnomes and other creatures tied to it through the railing, injected with illithids, and sometimes used To experiment with spell effects.The screams echoed above the stone platform every day, and lasted for a long time.

Of course, the endings of the experimental subjects were all the same in the end—the head was pried open by the four tentacles in the mouth of the illithid, and it became a delicious meal.The cold corpses are used as waste, processed into finished spells or materials, and sold to merchants who travel around the Underdark region.

Nigel bypassed the obsidian platform that had brought him terrifying memories, and went straight to the semi-circular desk.

The half-circular desk is so clean that it can even reflect the reflection of the crystal above the head.Nigel sat in his chair and opened drawer after drawer, only to be disappointed.

Apart from a few half-finished rings, there were only a few writing instruments, and a book with a blank cover.

"Tsk."

Nigel opened the book, there was no ink stain inside, and the pages of the unknown leather seemed to never end.

A spell book, but nothing.

The half-elf put down the spellbook.Disappointment is the norm, and it is not normal to be rewarded everywhere in life.

Nigel stood up from his seat, ready to leave the fruitless basement.Before leaving, the corner of his eye glanced at the stone wall.Under the pattern of the illithid, there seemed to be something else. Looking closer, it looked like tree branches and vines, decoratively extending to the dome.

Vines were also vaguely embossed on the dome, Nigel looked up.The deep blue gemstone dome is dotted with fine white crystals, like a breezy cloudless summer night, and those extended patterns are like the branches and leaves of trees stretching to the sky.

This place should have been a beautiful hall, but how the illithid found it and how it was abandoned is another story.

Nigel closed the door without hesitation, returned to the top of the stairs with a scant harvest, climbed up the bookshelf, and returned the button to its original position.

The bookshelf slides to the right, perfectly covering the basement entrance.Nigel held the book and climbed down the crystal ladder again. After reading it for a while, he realized a problem——

Why hasn't Messiah come back yet?

Messiah folded his wings and fell into the darkness, the wind swept past his cheeks, and the priestess' silver hair was getting farther and farther away in his eyes.

He estimated the speed of the fall, and opened his wings when he felt that he had reached the appropriate depth.A few short spears skimmed past him and nailed into the rock wall, and the chains at the end were intertwined into a rough net.

The Messiah was walking in chains, and the priestess made him feel very uncomfortable, especially the living shadow.After she appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become hard and solid, and every time she flapped her wings, she had to work harder than before.

Even if it was only a small consumption, Messiah still felt extremely vigilant, took advantage of the situation and fell, avoiding the realm of living shadows.

Messiah controlled the height, tried not to be too close or too far from the battlefield, and walked through the caves.The dark region is deep and bottomless, and there are countless dangers hidden in the cascading caves. In a certain inconspicuous place, there may be a passage leading to the lower realm.There are some things that even he has to be careful about.

The priestess stared at her opponent as she fell into the darkness, her chest bursting with anger, but the gaze of the Spider Queen behind her urged her to react as soon as possible.

The blood dripping from the wrist turned into a mass of black and red flames, and the approaching monster hurriedly dodged.The priestess swung her long whip and whipped the monster.The monster seems to be a splicing of two completely different species: the upper body is dark-skinned and the body is swollen, like a soaked dark elf; from the waist down, the fat body and eight furry feet support the body, holding Armed with crude weapons, he walked around the flames maliciously.

The priestess looked at the elves around with disgust. These were all defective products that failed in the test of the Spider Queen. They were cursed by the Queen of God and twisted into this appearance.The priests and the spider elves have always hated each other. If the opponents were not too cunning, she would not bother to summon these things.

"Go, find where he is hiding!" The priestess shouted loudly, her voice full of divine power drove the spider elf aside.The spider elf swung its four pairs of claws and disappeared into the hole again.

While the priestess was summoning her companions without restraint, another group of dark elves was desperately retreating.After the six-winged, seraphim-like opponent appeared, mage Nafin judged the situation almost immediately, and led a small group of equally vigilant warriors away from the battlefield quietly.

The priestess, of course, saw all this, busy chanting her incantations, giving them chilling glances.

Look at Vecna's eyes, as if she wants to eat him.Even if he was to be sacrificed to the Spider Queen, it would have to wait for her to go back. If there is no evidence, it has never happened.

The mage sneered in his heart, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the rare pleasure of surpassing the spider queen priest.

Turning fossils into mud is a practical thing.Nafin tore off the scroll and pressed it against the stone wall in front of him.The white and hard stone collapsed into a mound of soft mud, revealing the fungus-filled cave behind.

The mage entered the cave first, and the warriors followed behind, vigilantly guarding against possible creatures.After confirming that there was no danger for the time being, the mage turned around and cast a spell on the channel again.

The white mud rose slowly, and finally turned into a wall again, with no flaws visible from the outside.

"Narfin! You traitor, may the light shine upon you!"

After whacking a few of the lizards who couldn't move fast enough, the priestess finally had a chance to curse.She realized that she was facing a terrible betrayal.

Playing tricks and betraying each other is what the drow are good at, and depriving the common people of their wealth is just a good humor on the lips of the priests, provided that she is not the one who is caught in the conspiracy.She could even imagine how that despicable traitor would briskly take a detour home, and then play up his narrow escape in front of his kindred.

Even Vecna ​​herself didn't realize that the shadow of failure was gradually covering her heart.

On the deep well into which the Messiah fell, an airtight spiderweb was stuck to the dark hole, and the sticky spiderweb was full of toxins, ensuring that he would be caught by it immediately when he rushed in again.

The Underdark region is densely covered with caves, and even the dark elves who live underground are not sure how many caves it has.Priestess Vecna ​​looked around vigilantly. Apart from the spider elves whom she had driven to search for traces of her opponents, there were also some hiding in nearby caves, preparing for an unexpected attack by the enemy.

The opponent who caused the drow priestess a headache-the Messiah is gliding in the cave with the wind.He looked up, his eyes piercing the darkness, and the thick rocks seemed nothing.

The spider-like elves entrenched on the top of the cave are looking for his traces, and their eight claws are deeply embedded in the stone.The spider elves held weapons, communicated with each other in a special language, formed a tight formation, and groped inch by inch.

The Messiah suddenly disappeared in place, and the wind speed changed suddenly, violently impacting on the stone pillars supporting the dome underground.

Vecna ​​heard something unusual on the ground beneath her feet, like a high-pitched whistle.

The priestess immediately realized something was wrong.

The fragile ground shattered into several pieces, and the whole sank downward, smashing through the lower layer and sinking into the unknown darkness.Under several heavy rocks, a pool of dark blood oozes out, and scattered limbs are scattered on one side.

Those spider elves were finally able to end their lives and ascend to the kingdom of the spider queen.

The priestess suspended in the air with a gloomy expression, and the spider necklace on her chest lost its luster.

The Wukong spell in the necklace disappeared, but she still found no trace of the enemy.

The rest of the spider elves hung on the stone wall and escaped. No matter how she whipped and cursed, they still fled into the depths of the ground without looking back.

Vecna's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her face turned pale.

The Spider Queen's sympathy is limited and harsh. If her needs cannot be met, even the most beloved priest cannot avoid the fate of being destroyed.

After she floated up, the shadow behind the priestess not only did not disappear, but gradually expanded until it became several times her size.

Messiah rushed out suddenly, and the colorless wind blade cut towards Vecna's neck.

The priestess flicked the whip quickly, blocking the wind blades one by one, and even managed to launch a few shots of frost and acid.

Messiah walked away leisurely, and the shadow behind Vecna ​​made a strange gesture with his hands. He suddenly felt a burst of weakness in his limbs, and his movements were a little slow because of this.

The snake head on the snake head whip suddenly opened its eyes wide, and spit out a bright light from its mouth.Those shimmering particles envelop the Messiah and outline his figure.

Messiah clicked his tongue and looked at the huge figure reflected in the cave.The priestess was vulnerable, and the existence behind her was the real problem. It was just a projection attached to the lower world, which also caused him trouble.After playing with him for a short time, he has lost interest in the game.

Messiah hovered in the air, and the clear twilight became cloudy and violent.

Consciousness fell into a deep sleep, like falling into the deep sea, gradually sinking and looking up at the broken sunlight on the sea.The other self keeps rising and eventually breaks out of the sea.

It seemed to be an incorporeal ghost, watching myself open my eyes from another perspective, and swooping down with a violent momentum.

The golden whip and the scimitar collided fiercely, and after the magic spell was ineffective, they finally returned to the original hand-to-hand combat.The priestess watched in despair as enemies ignored the magical darkness and came upon her helplessly.

The premonition before the war came true, Vecna ​​wished to go back in time to the moment when the mistress ordered her to go out, even if she was punished, she would refuse this deadly mission.

Vecna ​​opened her mouth to chant the spell several times, but was interrupted indifferently by her opponent.The berserk energy invaded her body every time the swords met, and the two forces used her body as a battlefield, and every movement brought pain like a knife.

Messiah watched with cold eyes the familiar chaotic power surged in "myself", blasting along the channel through which the priestess communicated with that powerful existence.

The shadow behind Vecna ​​disappeared with a frightened expression.

The priestess clearly felt that something flowed up the communication between her and the Spider Queen, and she was left with the last choice in desperation.

Finally, Vecna ​​plucked up the courage and, with the strongest will in her life, begged for the arrival of the Spider Queen's most loyal maid—the Waxmelt.

The Messiah watched as he chopped off the black-skinned beauty's neck with one blow, but the priestess' final magic had already taken effect.

A cloud pillar appeared on the spot, from which a cloud of mud-like shadow faintly appeared, and as the tentacles stretched out, it quickly transformed into the appearance of a drow woman.

"The Spider Queen is very sorry for the priest's attack on you, and she will give you an explanation."

Wa Rong Yao said respectfully, her voice was indescribably silky and sweet.

Messiah nodded coldly, he briefly suppressed the chaotic "ego", and reached a temporary truce with the powerful existence behind the drow.

Seeing that he agreed, the Wax Melting Demon seemed relieved, released the transformation, stretched out four powerful tentacles, and threw the priestess' corpse into the bottomless abyss.

Messiah flapped his wings and left this messy place.

There were also a few captives who tried to escape from his sight.

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