As a magician who once visited Candlekeep, Varro read the adventures of many of his predecessors in this famous library. Those travelers who have visited the Shadows have little to say about this unseen underworld.

A mage named Ekrinn Harua writes with great interest about the rude and brutal grey dwarves. These stocky, gray-skinned bald dwarfs, both men and women, had big beards, and most of the time a gray dwarf could hardly tell the difference between his wife and his brother.

A traveler, signed "Burn Spasm Pain", depicts in detail a psychic city-state called "Hellfire City". Those purple-red octopus heads have transformed the original gray dwarf city-state into their lair, turning the gray dwarves in the city into slaves and food. The Drow priestesses who had made the expedition had largely turned into a miserable being called the Meat Flower Pot, whose skulls had been sawn open and a psionic plant called the Human-Faced Sunflower had been planted in their brains as a pollen tea medium for the Psionic Monsters.

Another wizard named "Jon" is curious about the Drow city-states, the graceful and brutal dark-skinned elves who have built a large number of drow cities in the dark lands. For example, the infamous city of Morsobly, founded by Rose's most devout voters and priestesses, firmly adheres to all the dogmas of the Spider Queen—cruel slavery, hatred of all surface races, ubiquitous informants and betrayals, and a unique relationship between women and men.

But in every traveler's account, the impression of the drow is fixed - "beautiful, but dangerous", "sane, equally brutal".

Coren and Hokwan weren't the kind of brutal killers one might think of, they were Drow Ronin in exile, and perhaps their ice-clad hearts had softened a little in the sunlight.

What about Mo Yun? The young scout always maintained a distant, unable to see what he was thinking, but treated his captives with an attitude that could be considered kind on the surface.

In the sporadic memories of Koren and Hokquin, the elves of Morsoblay were by no means so gentle.

At this moment, this strange team was standing on the bank of an underground river, and Mo Yun was staring thoughtfully at the cold river.

He raised his hand to stop Koren as he was about to take off his boots and wade across the river, warning the reckless companion in Drow: "Don't go into the water, there is a school of Piri Mobs moving here." ”

Even Varro, who was fluent in several languages and had a good knowledge of Drow, discovered the unheard word "Piri Mojo", and he asked curiously, "What is that?"

Mo Yun didn't bother to pay attention to this rapping writer, but his eyes were fixed on the river.

Under the thermal vision of the Dark Elves, it is difficult for most creatures in the dark regions to hide themselves, but the Peary Moratfish is a special case. The body temperature of this cold-water fish is always consistent with that of the water body, and it swims silently like a ghost.

And this hidden, cold-water fish is also a ferocious predator, its sharp teeth can bite through the thick skin of the ground monitor lizard in an instant, and it only takes a dozen palm-sized Piri devil fish to turn a half-man-tall ground monitor lizard into a pile of white bones.

There is a legend in the city of Morsoblay that the mother of a family once put her first child into the underground river as a sacrifice to the queen of the spider god. However, when the Spider God sent a demon attendant to collect the sacrifice, he found that the poor child had been bitten into a white bone by the Piri Demon Fish.

Hokun, who had apparently heard the story, took Coren's hand and kept his brother farther away from the river. But Mo Yun just stared at the river, his eyes burning with red light, and the air distorted in the burning red light under the eyes of the Drow scout, as if there was a silent howl shaking the river.

The Piri Devilfish, which had been lurking underwater, swam wildly in such a roar, as if it had been scalded by boiling oil, and jumped towards the surface of the river, and even jumped to the shore. Hokun hurried backwards to dodge the dangerous predators, while Koren swung his sword to chase away the Piri mobfish that had bitten the tip of his boot.

Varro also saw these strange-looking fish, their bodies oval and fat, much like the puffer fish commonly found in surface rivers, but covered with Mithril scales. Compared to the ferocious but adorable pufferfish, these Piri devilfish have disproportionately large mouths full of sharp teeth.

But soon, these ferocious Piri mobs were dying on the surface of the river, and even Coren, who was not very good at swordsmanship, could stick them one by one. It was as if some invisible hand had smashed these fish into the water.

It didn't take long for Colon and Hokun to collect a large string of Piri motrays, which were strung together by the long branches of the Clematis fern that grew on the banks of the underground river. Mo Yun looked at Varro, forcing the latter to follow him honestly across the underground river.

In a small stone cave at the edge of a tunnel, Mo Yun asked Coren for his cuirass, and after burning it on the fire, Mo Yun expertly peeled off the skin and scales of the Piri Moray, removed all the internal organs, and filled the fish with some mushrooms and dried fern leaves.

While cooking these Piri devilfish on the cuirass "frying pan", Mo Yun sprinkled a little dried crushed moss on the fish, and immediately emitted a rich fragrance, which was the smell of a mixture of fat, fish and spices. Even Varro, who has tasted many national cuisines, has to admit that the aroma of this grilled fish is rich and elegant, and it is simply not inferior to the best chefs in Waterdeep.

Just when everyone couldn't help swallowing their saliva, Mo Yun's voice sounded coldly: "Pan-fried Piri devilfish, this is not something that can be eaten casually." This cunning and insidious fish is difficult to catch, and its blood, internal organs, and rind contain deadly poison. However, this fish is very popular among the nobility of the city of Morsoblay. ”

Varro picked up a Piri Moji and nodded slightly: "I understand that if you give a good meal to a death row inmate, you should tell him to die, but where is the great city of Morsoblay?"

Mo Yun didn't answer, his gaze crossed Varro's shoulder, where there was a small crack, and in the middle of the crack, a gorgeous city towered in the middle of a huge cavern, all glittering with the brilliance of gems and magic.