Sticking out of the dark, damp and gloomy dungeon, walking through the winding mountain valleys, the pitch-black mountains on both sides are like huge monsters in the wilderness, and they can't see the exact appearance, but they are oppressive enough that people can hardly speak.

All kinds of strange monsters are densely distributed in the dark mountains, or resting on the ground, or patrolling, or building weapons, or arguing and fighting, no matter from which point of view, this is an army that has accumulated a lot of hormones and has nowhere to vent. The thick-headed minotaur flashed fierce eyes and glared around, as if everyone was their enemy; The snake people who meandered and crawled made a "rustling" sound, exchanging cold and vicious glances with each other; The harpies flew high in the air, leaving behind a creepy laugh.

In the deepest part of the mountain, a huge altar had been built. Huge stone carvings of unknown deities pose with abstract handprint movements, forming complex spell-casting gestures; The swirling trajectory of the dents is inlaid with various gems of extremely high purity, turning into nodes of magic; Seven high platforms made of Ugin support the shape of the arms, which are placed in an orderly manner in the circle, and the "palms" are placed with unique magic weapons. The huge torrent of magic turned into an invisible air current, which reverberated throughout the altar, through the mountains, as if it were the howl of countless ghosts and demons; The bewitching dappled light flickered, brilliant and beautiful, but also treacherous to make people's hearts palpitate.

The tall woman knelt in the center of the altar, and her black robe could not hide her graceful and bewitching figure. She whispered in a low voice, muttering words.

The drow with demigod blood looked at the woman who was prostrate in the center of the altar with her back to her. It looks a little distracted.

"What a magnificent altar!" A man's voice rang out from behind the Drow Elf. This is a man who is completely out of step with the dark and damp underground world around him, and the treacherous and magnificent altars. He looked like he was in his early thirties. The figure is tall and mighty, as if it was a statue made of granite. The lines of the facial features are hard and resolute, with an uninhibited smile at the corner of the mouth, but it does not give people a stubborn and impersonal feeling. He had shoulder-long red hair, which was just hair, but it seemed to have a faint sheen that slipped through the ends of his hair, like a burning flame.

He was dressed in the linen of an ordinary peasant's house, but standing there he looked like a king more than anyone else. The so-called male god is the effect that even the belly pocket and big pants can wear top fashion. This guy may be one of those characters. Like this, it seems that the guy who is directly watered with male hormones and domineering arrogance, even if he is standing in the square of Serokhia, he is the focus of human eyes, and in this dark and dark area, it has completely become a light source.

"The last time I passed through here, it was a barren place. What's going on now? It's only been half a year, and you have been able to build a triumphal square in the mountains of this dark region? ”

"The twelve statues of the Holy Spirit on the Triumphal Square of Serokhia don't have such a scale." The demigod Drow patted the idol beside him and smiled with a mixed composition. There are a few points of embarrassment, a little ridicule, and a little bit of inexplicable, imperceptible desolation: "If you put tens of thousands of corpses of indigenous coolies under the foundation." Even an orc can complete such a project in a matter of months. ”

"The emperors of humans and elves will show their deeds with their massive buildings. The former is because it is too short-lived. Hoping to pass on to future generations proof of their existence; The latter, because of their longevity, places too much emphasis on the past and history. Therefore, it is necessary to remember everything now by all means. But either way, it's a senseless foolishness. The red-haired great man said with a smile: "Compare." At least you're not wasting it. ”

"Maybe it's because the bugs don't have a little emotion in their nerves." The Drow Elf sneered and said to the red-haired man, "Anyway, Lord Elias, I really appreciate you for all your help. ”

"Mercenaries don't choose enemies, and they don't choose business. You've paid for it, and you naturally deserve the best service. Incarnated as a humanoid Taikoo Red Dragon, the legend of the mercenary world showed a hearty smile, like those gold medal salesmen who take the route of "honesty and amiability": "You finish the last work first, I am still waiting for the final payment." ”

The Drow Elf smiled noncommittally and groaned for a moment, before he pulled out a horn-like object from his bosom and placed it on the only empty platform in the altar.

The seven treasures of different specifications and styles seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and at the same moment, they suddenly reverberated in the air like a bell that had been rang, and bursts of gold and iron contended in the air. The eerie glow flowed like a stream of water in the indentation in the altar, merging, releasing an even more dazzling aura.

"The great battle of the rebels and the blasphemers killing each other, will shed enough blood. The glory that I have lost for a long time, the glory that belongs to me will come to this world again! ”

This woman's voice is melodious enough, moving enough, and refined enough, but it is wrapped in a thick gloomy feeling, like the snow wind blowing in the frozen canyon in winter, which does not look cold or violent, but is enough to make people feel a piercing sense of trembling from the soul to the body.

If you can overcome the discomfort that this voice brings to you, you will soon find that there is a palpable joy hidden in this gloomy voice.

"You're doing a great job. Imoryhep, my lovely son. You are smarter than any of them, you are powerful, and you are my best son! The woman, with her back to Drow, finally stood up and turned her head. Even when she is praising her "excellent" son, she has a condescending sense of arrogance and alienation, as if she is praising a competent subordinate.

It's just a subordinate......

This is also a woman with a typical drow appearance, with coffee-colored skin and blood-red eyes. Long silver hair. However, she has a beauty and majesty that no drow elf can match. It was a dream. Extreme beauty full of fatal temptations and dangers, as well as overlooking the world. The indifference and majesty of an ant who sees his life as a mole for life.

"For you, I can do anything, my Most High Mother." The demigod Drow Immorehep, who has the blood of the Drow hero Dante Mills and Queen Rose, bowed his head and addressed his mother respectfully. His attitude was not to face the affection and filial piety of his biological mother, but to have a kind of courtier's condescending to the king, or even a slave to his master.

was called "Mother" by this demigod Drow, and the identity of this "Drow woman" is naturally self-evident.

Legend. Rose's body is a giant half-human, half-spider, but after she usurped the position of the guardian of the Drow Elf, she turned into a half-Drow and half-spider evil god. However, when Dante Mills banished him and brought in the power of Leto, the goddess of the night, to protect the dark elves, Rose lost his priesthood. He has a godhead, he has divine power, but he has no godhead. After all, it is an incomplete god, and this is the embarrassing time of Rose the spider queen for thousands of years afterward, which is why it has always been mentioned as "Six Pillars Demon God" rather than "Seven Demon God". Both her enemies and allies regarded this powerful power that had existed since the time of the Age of the Gods as an adjunct to Mulens, the King of Rock Hidden.

But in any case. She is still a deity. Even if it was an incomplete god, even in these thousands of years, since she was overthrown by the King of the Dragon Rock Hide. He never appeared in front of anyone again, and never even took part in a single battle with the drow elves, the "vile rebels". Even many young Drow have even forgotten about her existence, the being who has taken the form of a Drow woman. Still a god.

"Nonirore!" Queen Rose called the name of her other son, and she looked at the Crypt Lord, who was prostrate outside the altar, as honest as a puppy, "How's the battle going?" ”

"At the moment we are on the offensive." The one who is the most calm and likes to pretend to be the one among the four heavenly kings of the Crypt Lord, he said slowly and leisurely in a calm and watery tone. His subtext is actually that the battle situation is unfavorable, and he can't attack it after attacking for a long time.

"What a bunch of useless little guys. If my brother had been better, would it have made a difference for me? The spider queen said flatly. It was so lofty and cold that it didn't look like a mother talking about the sons who were fighting fiercely on the plains of Lantilio.

"But, Mother, no matter where the battle situation tends towards, it doesn't make much difference to you!" The Crypt Lord said, "If Walsgard is also on the battlefield, maybe our plans won't go so well. ”

"Maybe it'll be done sooner. He is, after all, the strongest of your brothers. "However, his serious injury made your father very nervous, and it was a surprise." He was a good father who loved his children very much, and always did. ”

The King of the Rock Hidden did love his children, of course, only if they were the ones he looked at, such as those within the Four Heavenly Kings. To put it bluntly, a few favored crypt lords such as the Four Heavenly Kings are the sons of Mulens, but those dragon trap crypt lords, although they are also the bloodline of the demon god, in his eyes, they are no different from ordinary subordinates.

But in any case, compared to the indifferent Spider Queen, Mullens can be regarded as a "good father".

"Even if she told her that she had already killed several sons. The god's emotions won't be shaken in any way, right? When the spider queen was the patron saint of the drow elves, she was a dark, cold, cruel, cruel and evil taste, a mad woman with a bad stomach, and once provoked, she also had a tyrannical and crazy side. But it's more interesting than the cold look it is now. Elias couldn't help but think.

The primeval red dragon didn't seem to have anything to do with the spider queen, but the latter noticed him. The spider queen's gaze stayed on him, and with just one glance, she saw through the human appearance of the red dragon's disguise: "Elyas...... Past grudges are, after all, things of the past. For the sake of your great contribution this time, that's all. ”

"Mercenaries don't choose enemies, dear lady. Whoever is under the customer will be on whose side. Your son has hired me, so I will do my job. Elias lowered his head and smiled, both in expression and in motion, he put on a low posture: "But no matter what, I still want to thank you for your magnanimity." As a mercenary, a big-hearted customer, but it's better than anything else! ”

I don't know if there was a hint of sarcasm in the other party's words, but maybe it was because a haughty and violent primeval red dragon also put a low posture in front of her, or maybe it was because Rose, as a god, was really broad-minded, she seemed to be very satisfied with her nod.

"Now that everything is ready, all we need is to wait. There is no need for the mother to worry about the worldly battles, but to recharge her energy and wait for the final moment to come. "Imoryhp

"Your opinion is always right, my son. Indeed, we just need to ...... Await. After saying this, the spider slowly closed her eyes like this. At that moment, all the rhythms and breaths that represented life left her body, and she seemed to suddenly become a dead person in an instant.

Even the canyon outside the altar had the sound of huge wings crashing into the sky, and she never woke up.

The huge dragon form hovered over the altar for a week before quickly descending. The huge dragon body began to shrink continuously, and when it finally landed, it turned into a petite girl's body.

Imorehep and Joninole glanced at the little girl and said nothing.

It was a little human girl who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old. The petite and lovely body looks vibrant, the white skin that can be blown seems to flow with a layer of warm and elegant luster, the golden pupils are shining like the sun, and the long golden hair is dark in color, but it is as deep and noble as the morning light. The little girl opened her lips, revealing a cute little tiger tooth.

It can be seen that if this girl grows up, she will inevitably be a stunning beauty who will captivate the country and the city. Now,It's just a cute and cute Lori of Yuxue.。

Of course, no one present would regard this little girl as a human being, and the time it takes for her to "grow up" must be measured in millennia.

"Dad! I am back! The little girl let out a vibrant, refreshing and charming loli sound, and strode to Elias's side.

"Well, the scenery of the big battle is still interesting, right?" The face of the primeval red dragon appeared with the doting smile that all fathers would have when they saw their lovely daughter.

"What's so interesting about a bunch of opening films? Every time I fight this kind of dumb battle, there is no technical content at all! The little girl pursed her lips disdainfully: "And people have circled around the battlefield several times, but they are invisible, and no one has found out." ”

"Maybe someone has already found out, but they just don't bother to say it." Elyas smiled, pondered for a moment and asked, "You said interesting things, are there really no interesting things?" ”

"Well, speaking of which, a group of dwarves emerged from the spiral staircase. They looked even more stupid, they were only in their early 30,000s, but they looked very arrogant, and they slowly began to spread out their formation in the midst of the enemy forces several times their size. The little girl pouted and said, "It's not funny to look at the stupid being slaughtered, so I'll come back." ”

Elyas was slightly stunned, and then sighed helplessly: "It's a pity, my daughter, you may have missed the best scene." ”

The little girl turned a deaf ear to her father's sigh and asked excitedly, "Speaking of which, father, where is the interesting little magician you spoke of last time?" ”

"He? Hehe, maybe you will jump out at the most critical time, don't be fooled by him. The red dragon quietly looked at the demigod Drow and the crypt lord in the distance, lowered his voice, and laughed hehehe, his eyes lit up, and his expression was strange: "Otherwise, when the time comes, we will become enemies in the future." ”

"Are you enemies of your father?" The little girl looked at her father faintly, struggled for less than two seconds, and then began a "bright" smile that was both crazy and evil: "Ahahaha, this must be very interesting!" (To be continued......)