Grigory opened his eyes in the darkness and lay down for another three seconds before sitting up from the bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze for a few seconds, Grigory suddenly said: "Come out, I know you're here!"

"Yes, as rumored to be, Gregory Carlton. With a strange tone, a pair of amethyst-like eyes opened behind Gregory.

The purple-eyed owner seemed to merge with the darkness, and even Gregory didn't notice that 'she' was by his side all along.

Suddenly feeling a warm current blowing from behind his ears, Grigory couldn't help but shudder, and immediately gritted his teeth, "If you want to continue to cooperate with me, don't play tricks on me like this!"

The woman suddenly chuckled: "Mr. Carleton, we know you, loyal to this empire, you will not fail to cooperate with us...... As long as those mind snatchers are still alive. ”

"Humph!" Gregory snorted with an ugly face.

The drow elves were too difficult to deal with, and after a few days together, they had completely grasped his lifeline.

As she said, as long as the Mind Flayer was still roaming the Empire, he couldn't be ruthless enough to cut off cooperation with them, and they were one of the few people who could provide information about the Mind Flayer.

Aside from these Drow, who have a feud with the Mind Flayer, no one, not even the Sleepless Eye, can find out all the information!

Cooperation with them is essential, so his threats are not a deterrent.

After Gregory's silence, the drow elves behind him had to move forward, almost half of their bodies lying on Gregory's back.

"Mr. Gregory, we have another piece of news, you think, you know?" asked the Drow Elf, chin in his ear, chuckling in his ear.

Warm breath continued to invade his left ear, and Grigory closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Say!"

"The person who attacked you before was the Mind Flayer, but I think you guessed ......it," he said, Drow licked Gregory's earlobe with his tongue out.

Gregory's brow furrowed, and he took a few breaths, "Getting to the point!"

"Next, they will continue to set up ambushes, but a few of them have already been killed by us, you don't have to, worry. ”

The Drow bit Gregory's ear, and Gregory's brow furrowed.

"The previous riots at the construction site were also because of them. At this point, the Drow Genie suddenly stopped.

Gregory didn't think the news was over, and turned his head to meet the drow.

He stared at those beautiful eyes like amethysts, and noticed the banter in those eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sink slightly, and asked in a low voice, "And then?"

"I need, some pay. The Drow said with a grin.

Gregory's eyebrows furrowed, "You're taking advantage of the fire!"

"Do you want to know about this?" the Drow elf licked his lips, his eyes burning with a flame called 'greed'.

Taking another deep breath, Gregory seemed to suck all his anger into his lungs in order to extinguish it.

After a moment of silence, he said in a cold voice, "Tell me! I can give you whatever you want." ”

Hearing this, the corners of the drow elf's mouth twitched, and he smiled happily and said: "It's 'sacrifice', from the beginning their purpose is to sacrifice! As for them, why, sacrifice, it's because their 'god' needs, soul!"

"'God'?"

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Gregory's face.

If he's not mistaken, Mind Flayers don't believe in gods, they are born to read the minds of others, and they grow up in whatever environment they live in, and in the end, they will grow into evil people after reading the darkness of countless people's hearts.

Their evil is not determined by blood, but by 'growth'!

Unless they are allowed to grow up under the care of a group of people who do not have any evil thoughts in their hearts, and establish a sufficiently stable and resilient concept of life, they will definitely become an evil person.

In this case, they can't believe in any gods!

They don't trust anyone for no reason, even if believing in a god gives them power.

"Estem Lange Rorota......" the drow whispered the name.

Gregory's eyes widened, and his breathing suddenly froze, "Abyss Lord, it wants to become a god?"

However, the gods must be attached to some demon-rich world in the main material plane, and neither the demon-free world nor the micro-demon world can support the existence of the gods.

Estem Lange Rorota is not a famous Abyss Lord, and is even weaker than many Abyss Lords.

The Abyssal Realm was also very closed, and if it weren't for the frequent demon sacrifices that have occurred recently, Gregory would not even have known about the existence of this Mind Flayer.

As one of the few Mind Flayer Abyss Lords, Estem is not very famous, which is a sadness, because the Abyss only focuses on strength, and its lack of fame means that its strength is weak.

If it weren't for the fact that the [Mind Prison] was too closed and too barren, the lord of the abyss might not be it.

The Drow Elf shook his head, "We don't know about this. ”

Blood sacrifices, godhood, and soul collection......

Gregory's head echoed these terms, and his face was cloudy.

He felt that the guess was very close, otherwise he couldn't accept why the Mind Flayers were so keen to accomplish such things.

They can't afford to make a profit, and since what they are doing must be beneficial to themselves, then this guess is somewhat likely.

“...... Go and pass this information on to Lille. ”

Grigory got up, walked straight to the window, and abruptly opened the curtains.

As the warm winter sun shone into the house, the drow elf hidden in the shadows frowned slightly, for fear that his skin would be illuminated by the sun.

According to the deal between Gregory and the Drow elves, the less known they were, the better, so the only people who knew that they had made a deal with each other were the leaders of the Sleepless Eye, 'Lille' and Caesar XIII.

If Estham really wants to become a god, then perhaps it has also issued a 'fear-mongering' mission for the Mind Flayer in addition to 'Collecting Souls'.

Moro is the center of the continent of Slo Mendes, the most prosperous city in the world, and if Estem wants to become a god, then the imperial capital will be an excellent source of fear.

Outside the window, the white snow has spread all over the land, and until the end of the sight, it seems to have become a cold world.

The workers are not yet in working hours, but many are shoveling snow from the construction site, and if they don't, they won't be able to continue working.

Going around and around, the time has quietly come to the end of winter, and now it is the beginning of the last month of winter, the cold is about to pass, and spring is coming.

But the new year doesn't seem to be able to make people happy, because the demon sacrifices are still appearing all over the empire, even after exterminating a group of demon believers, and even killing the mind snatchers behind them, the demon sacrifices are still going on.

Synonymous with 'calm' and 'cunning' in the texts, the Mind Flayer has fallen into an uncontrollable madness that allows them to risk their lives to keep this thing going!

They didn't come to the surface after the sea poured into the dark realms, and according to the drow elves, the Mind Flayer had been lost before that.

They've been on the surface for a long time, they've been preparing for a long time, and there's a good chance that all they're doing now is to make Estem Lange Rorotta their 'god'!

He's going to stop it all – even if it's his own life!