Brutal humiliation continues to play out on the path of the spider's web, and the Drow men, who have been chosen as sacrifices, continue to let out broken moans under the whipping. And their bloody bodies and painful faces did not make the priestesses feel a little mercy, and even stimulated the whip-wielding female soldiers in turn.

There were also young priests, pale and finger-strained, who clung to the necklaces of their sacrifices, with the same pained expressions on their faces.

This is the student of the Spider Academy, and the "bad life" of the priest and the main mother of the priest, who has committed extremely sinister crimes, but because of the dual status of the noble woman and the priest of the spider queen, they have been spared death.

This crime is "blasphemy", but in drow society, "blasphemy" is a pocket sin, accidentally breaking a spider web, accidentally stepping on a spider, or even accidentally taking an extra look at a priestess, which is equivalent to blasphemy. These young girls, their blasphemy is so severe, that they dare to pin their emotions on lowly and lowly men, without completely entrusting their souls to the great Spider God Empress!

Therefore, they must now atone for their sins with their own hands, kill their lovers in the most cruel and bloody way, and regain the favor of the Queen of God.

In the center of the shrine, Mr. Varro Temp Djeda, a famous surface travel writer and friend of many legendary mages, was treated as the highest guest of honor, tied to a candle-shaped stone pillar, facing the magnificent statue of the queen spider condensed with countless gems in the center of the temple.

The famous writer looked at the long sacrificial procession with an unbearable expression.

In front of him was the de facto ruler of Mosoblay, the Mother of Banry.

Facing this wrinkled old woman of Drow, Varro finally couldn't help but ask:

"You obviously have a very high civilization, but why do you limit the future of your race to this terrible internal friction?"

Unlike most of the inhabitants of Morsoblay, the unusually long-lived Mistress Ban Rui, who was also a master of linguistics, squinted her eyes at the restless sacrifice, but surprisingly did not reprimand.

"Human, your short travels in the Dark Lands have not increased a bit of knowledge, so you have never understood Drow. "A girl will sacrifice her lover, a mistress will sacrifice her father-in-waiting, a mother will sacrifice her son, and a family will sacrifice their finest male members," said the Mistress Banry, as she looked at the drow men who were about to be sacrificed. This is all about ensuring the stability of our society and maintaining our excellent racial traditions, which has been the common goal of the Drow Elves for countless years in the Shadows, and some sacrifices are inevitable for this goal. ”

"Common goal?" Varro repeated in disbelief, Drow society, which has always had serious internal friction, it is not too much to say that it is serious internal friction, and it is hard to imagine that these dark-skinned elves who like to kill each other have any common goals.

"Return to the surface of the bountiful earth, destroy every surface elf who has betrayed the goddess, and let the elven gods die out completely. "And the day when we can come to the surface and trample the heads of the elven kings under our feet, the queen will naturally correct the wasteful rituals you have seen. ”

Varro seemed to understand something, but he seemed to understand something.

In the end, he could only shake his head: "You won't have that day." ”

But Mistress Ban Rui didn't care about the words of a sacrifice at all, and only made a gesture to her eldest daughter, Triel Ban Rui, the current priest of the Spider Cult.

Knowing her mistress, Trill glanced around at the members of the Ban Rui family, and was not surprised to see her brother, the chief mage of Morsoblay City, Gongfu Ban Rui, at the side entrance of the temple.

Trill made a stern gesture: "Get out of there!"

In response to Triel's act of demonstrating the power of the priesthood, Gongfu simply bowed calmly, and then walked backwards.

She nodded to the high priests who attended the Spider's Kiss Ceremony, and the priestesses who had been ordered to stay under the altar began singing a hymn in praise of the Spider Queen.

Only in music and poetry, in the rhythmic singing, can you find a little kinship between the drow elves and the surface elves, under the high dome of the shrine, the rhythm of the harp and flute flows slowly, but the rapid sound of the drum brings a different imagery, as if a huge man-eating spider is lurking in the elven forest king, wandering, preying on prey.

The lower priests first knelt on the ground and began to act as a backing chorus, followed by the mistresses of the lower families who began to chant the prayers in praise of the queen of the spiders.

At this time, Triel Banrui walked to the center of the temple, and with her head held high, she began to recite an ancient sacrifice in the hope that the queen would accept the great sacrifice, but her flat voice unbelievably blended with the singing of the many priestesses, almost indistinguishable from each other.

All the high priests did not hide the anticipation on their faces, the Spider God Queen was not a tolerant deity, but she never refused a sacrifice to her.

Of course, many times, she will only accept the sacrifice unilaterally, but once the sacrifice process pleases her, then there will be a rich gift from God.

For example, special magic spells, strange magic treasures, spider demons from the deep pit magic web, or special blessings for a family.

On rare occasions, the demons most favored by Lady Rose descend on the altar and bring prophecies and oracles from the Spider God.

And in some special cases, the spider queen will even descend her own incarnation, and for the many priests of Mosoblay City, I am afraid that no one has ever enjoyed this honor except for the mother of Banrui.

When the song enters a high register, it means that the bloody sacrifice is about to begin, but this time is different, when the priestesses are not ready to draw the sacrificial sword, those songs, as well as the spiritual power of the priestesses, gather for no reason, turn into dazzling demon fire, and burn into the largest spider god statue in the world.

At the head of the spider god, a flamboyant drow woman shows off her upper body.

And with the appearance of this idol, all the light of the entire temple, whether from magic or fire, dissipated.

In the darkness, the priestesses suppressed their anticipation, ambition, awe, and fear, and saw the demons as sticky as the blood of old corpses, like half-melted corpse wax, descending from the darkness in droves, dancing around the statue of the Spider Queen.

The Wax Melt Demon, the most trusted demon of the Spider Queen, is known as "Rose's Handmaidens", and they appear in large groups, which can almost be identified as Rose's concern.

(End of chapter)