Emperor of Arcane

A stinging and twisted feeling enveloped Tyrell's body.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

The greasy tentacles slowly penetrated.

The severe pain made Tyrell scream wildly.

At the beginning, the pain of his head being stirred made him go crazy.

But soon, Tyrell couldn't feel anything anymore.

Everywhere in his body was no longer under his control.

He stared blankly, feeling a terrifying consciousness invading the ocean of consciousness arbitrarily.

Boundless darkness surrounded him from all directions.

His last sight saw unparalleled fear in the eyes of other elves!

Tyrell could not help but feel despair in his heart.

He is scared!

All training is useless at this moment.

The defense of the soul was instantly broken down.

He could even feel the mind flayer's arrogance and the pride of tasting delicious food coming from the tentacles.

This kind of direct "communication" in thinking is full of unspeakable pain and distortion.

Seems to be in touch with Tyrael's fears.

The cruel monster did not swallow his head immediately.

Instead, it kept releasing mental stimulation, making Tyrell even more frightened!

Even more delicious!

The endless pain caused him to open his mouth wide and let out his final wail crazily.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Tyrell felt a burst of warm liquid splash onto his face.

The originally dark vision gradually recovered.

The tentacles that were tied very tightly were immediately loosened, and the body fell down.

He crawled forward with all his strength, dodging the swings of the tentacles.

Tyrell turned around with difficulty and looked at the monster with claws and teeth, and the pain in his head became more intense.

In his blurry vision, Tyrell saw what the terrifying monster looked like.

The nearly three-meter-tall body gives people a great sense of oppression.

The long and thin limbs carry a strange and twisted visual impact.

A dark brown magic robe with complex and twisted enchantment lines.

The four pale tentacles growing out of the mouth were still stained with bright red blood.

The original octopus-like head was suddenly missing a piece, as if something had taken a big bite out of it.

Gurgling blood flowed out.

The gray-purple skin became extremely pale, and the only remaining eye showed shock and fear.

This is the Mind Flayer!

Terrifying monsters deep underground!

"Roar……!"

A surging psychic storm.

Then, the mind flayers screamed and roared again and again.

The two troll slaves standing beside it also ran towards the door of the cell under its control.

After making this series of responses, the seriously injured Mind Flayer had no intention of continuing to fight.

It tries to activate life-saving magic items and escape from this dangerous area.

This is indeed the mind flayer Tyrael remembers!

Cruel, cunning, cold, and heartless, keen to enslave others, and likes to eat brains.

Unless they are completely sure, they will not engage in direct combat, but will manipulate slaves to fight.

Once you encounter danger or realize that the situation is not right.

The mind flayer will decisively abandon these slaves and cover his retreat.

To these brutal mind flayers, nothing is as important as their own lives.

However, the mind flayer in front of him was obviously not cunning and insidious enough.

Suffering a sudden attack, it was just preparing to escape.

Tyrell's mind went blank. The moment the mind flayer's terrifying anima storm spread, he could already smell the breath of death.

To die!

Poof!

An invisible sharp blade suddenly pierced the mind flayer's chest, and stabbed out fiercely with dripping blood.

It hurts my heart!

The tenacious mind flayer is not dead yet.

The waving tentacles swept towards the back.

The surging anima impact also turned into substantial spikes, piercing hard towards the back.

Sixth Ring Spell - Mind Whipping!

Unfortunately, the person who did it was ruthless and determined. While breaking its heart, he also chopped off its head with a sword.

Last hit is important!

Suffering from such fatal injuries, the Mind Flayer, who was originally preparing to fight, died suddenly.

All the elves who saw this scene had incredible joy in their eyes.

But before they could be happy for too long, the figure that emerged from the Lord of Nothingness plunged them into deep despair.

Light gray skin.

Very similar appearance to an elf.

Pointy and slender ears.

These are all explaining her identity to these elven captives - drow, their mortal enemy!

Tyrael, with bursts of ecstasy in his heart, stared dumbly at the drow wiping his sword.

His weak hands tried to reach for his head.

"If you take out your own brain now, you should be able to commit suicide, right?"

The elves, who had just seen hope in their eyes, fell into a deeper abyss of fear.

They have fought and come into contact with forces in the underground world.

Naturally, he knew very well what kind of terrible torture and humiliation the elves would suffer if they fell into the hands of the drow!

If given a choice, they would rather die!

It's a pity that they can't even die now.

They were tired and hungry, unable to even put up a decent struggle and resistance.

Tears of fear. Only one or two drops can be squeezed out.

Symbolizing the drying up of their hope in life!

Sera glanced at them calmly without showing any expression.

Noticing the troll who fell into temporary madness due to the death of the mind flayer, he approached him without hesitation.

Her speed was so fast that it was like a faint red afterimage flashing by. The two trolls who fell into a state of madness were beheaded.

Their tenacious vitality caused their limbs to struggle for a while before falling into silence.

Sera's crisp attack dashed all the hopes of the elves.

Tyrell stared at Sera in disbelief as he walked over. The terrifying strength displayed by the other party far exceeded that of an ordinary Power Ranger.

Why is he so aware?

Tyrael is a Power Ranger himself!

However, hunger and pain left him powerless to resist.

Click!

Sera swung her sword and split open the steel cage that imprisoned the elves.

The invisible and massless blade didn't even show the sparks of metal collision.

Facing their fearful eyes, Sera glanced at them coldly and said in a calm tone:

"If you don't want to die, stand up and follow me."

"More mind flayers are coming soon."

After saying that, Sera did not look at the trembling elves, took out the dagger from her waist, and started cutting the mind flayer's still wriggling tentacles.

Tentacles containing psychic power, after strengthening and processing with special techniques, can be made into magic props that enhance psychic spells and many spells.

The price of each tentacle is quite high, and the raw materials alone can be sold for 100,000 gold coins.

After being made into a magic prop, the price can be doubled.

Except for the Mind Flayer's iconic tentacles.

Thera also removed what was left of the Mind Flayer's other eye.

This thing can be used to make high-grade gems that protect the soul.

It is also another key source material for Ioun Stone.

Sera also took off the mind flayer's inner head.

The brain of this terrifying mind flayer actually looked crystal clear.

It gives a very beautiful feeling.

But behind this beauty, there are terrible crimes and fatal cruelty.

It can be used to make high-grade and rare potions, which is a very rare good item in the Netheril Empire's spell material market.

After processing the most valuable magic materials, Sera took off the mind flayer's mage robe without hesitation.

Under the panicked gazes of the elves, Sera looked at it carefully and put it in her bag with satisfaction.

Just for a moment.

The image of a drow who kills people and steals goods, breaks bones and sucks marrow, peels skin and cramps, and regards wealth as life, is vividly displayed in front of the elves.

The fear in their eyes became more and more obvious.

Seeing the three or four elves standing up, Sera nodded with satisfaction, took out a few bottles of stamina potions from the potion bag on her waist and threw them over:

"You're lucky, I got a good harvest today. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to save you elves!"

Tyrael could hear the word "elf" that Sera bit hard.

He took the potion that was thrown to him in a daze.

I saw "Stamina Potion" written in common language and square characters on it.

Tyrell didn't hesitate and drank it directly into his mouth.

In the past, Tyrell would never drink this very bitter potion.

He is trying to survive now. Without hesitation, I threw away pretentiousness, etiquette and other inappropriate thoughts.

The other elves were more hesitant. After seeing the signal Tyrael secretly sent them, they cautiously drank the stamina potion.

Feeling the warm power spread throughout his body, Tyrell regained some strength. He looked at Sera who stood up and was about to leave, and suddenly said with some shame:

"Can you give me a healing potion?"

"I'll give you a magic item in exchange."

As he spoke, Tyrell was about to pull off the Tree of Life leaf necklace that he regarded as a treasure.

Sera stopped leaving, glanced at him flatly, and noticed that the other elves had just regained their composure. I couldn't help but sneer:

"You're still okay, I hope you can survive."

"There's no need for things. I never take advantage of others' danger."

Of course, exceptions are made to enemies!

Taking the bottle of red potion, Tyrell did not see the words "healing potion".

Instead, he saw the words "Produced by Haiwan Ling, it must be a high-quality product."

Tyrell drank the blood-activating potion without hesitation.

Even if it is a bottle of poison, he will not hesitate!

Thera had exceeded his expectations by not killing or enslaving them.

As for deception, there is absolutely no need for the other party to go to all the trouble.

The information Sera revealed just now indicates that the Mind Flayer Empire is coming soon.

If they don't retreat, they may have to relive the nightmare of "having their heads knocked open and their brains eaten" again.

The brain is a good thing!

This was Tyrell's only thought after he almost lost his mind.

A warm feeling immediately surged throughout his body.

The weak body regained some strength.

He could feel the extremely severe itching coming from the wound on his head.

However, Tyrell didn't dare to scratch at all.

For fear of picking out a piece of my brain.

When the effect of the potion wore off, Tyrell met several pairs of worried eyes.

Sera, who was standing aside, had already disappeared.

His physical strength gradually recovered, and his keen perception began to return.

Tyrell noticed the faint roar coming from outside, and immediately said to the elves who drank the stamina potion and recovered some strength:

"Hurry up and help them. We must leave as soon as possible. The mind flayer is coming soon."

Seeing the trembling looks of a dozen other Jinlings, Tyrell stretched out his hand and slapped them on the face.

Noticing their panic and stunned expressions, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Now is not the time to cry. Survive first."

"Let's go quickly, we must keep up with that drow!"

The elf helped his companion and followed Tyrael's footsteps.

Tyrael picked up the troll's rusty and broken blade with difficulty and walked carefully to the door.

To his surprise, Sera did not go far.

Beside her, there were dozens of tall figures standing.

They are all drow!

No, there are three or four elves in the middle.

Although the light in this dungeon is a bit dim.

But Tyrell was very sure that those three or four figures were indeed elves.

"Elves and drow mixed together?"

"Or have they been tamed into slaves?"

All kinds of complicated thoughts came to mind. Just when Tyrell was hesitant, a sharp and piercing cry of death came from the distance.

Many elven captives escaped from the darkness.

They stared at the drow in the center of the passage in horror, with a little bit of hope and fear in their eyes.

Sera glanced at them coldly and said loudly in a calm tone:

"If you don't want to be caught by the mind flayers and become their playthings, slaves, or even food, then just follow us honestly."

"We won't save those losers who have fallen for themselves, so you'd better hurry up."

"Also, I'll give you three minutes to eat some food and drink some water..."

After saying that, Sera nodded to Famil, and then led several tall gray elf transformed warriors to meet him.

The elves who had just come out of other cells looked at the figures passing them with some panic.

When they heard the violent shouts of killing coming from behind, their minds could not turn around for a moment.

Are the drow saving them?

How can this be!

Many elves focused their attention on the few elves who remained.

They tried to get some key information from the mouths of these elves.

However, when they looked at the remaining dozens of drow elves, they felt fear in their hearts. And made them afraid to get close.

Farmer glanced at them, placed a few porridge buckets from the storage space, put down a few buckets of soup, and said in a clear voice:

"Come over and get some food and water. There are still two and a half minutes..."

Smelling the smell of the soup, Tyrell gritted his teeth and walked over.

As he passed the drow, his breathing could not help but become slightly heavier.

Unexpectedly, the drow didn't even look at him, but calmly stared at the battlefield in the distance.

Ignored!

They are all very strong!

The mind flayer is coming...

Looking at the bowls and spoons put together, many thoughts flashed through Tyrell's eyes. He calmly took two mouthfuls of porridge and drank water in small sips.

Even if it was water without any taste, when Tyrell drank it at this moment, it still made him feel indescribably sweet and delicious.

See Tyrell is okay. The elves who drank the stamina potion also came over quickly.

They now understand it.

If the drow really had "thoughts" about them, they would have arrested them long ago. There is no need to do this.

Looking at these bland rice porridge, these elves frowned subconsciously, but they still patiently took a few bites.

No matter what, if you don’t eat, you won’t have energy.

They don't want to die!

Especially after seeing many of my companions die tragically!

The remaining elves, seeing that nothing happened to them, quickly came over.

There were more than 100 elves gathered, but Farmir put down only a few barrels.

With limited time, the elves had no idea of ​​lining up for porridge.

They crowded around and pushed each other twice, and then immediately started snatching.

Noticing the movements of these elves, Farmir blinked calmly as he had expected them.

Under the dual threat of death and hunger, elves will behave like other intelligent creatures and will only look after themselves first.

Of course, elves have always only focused on etiquette and elegance, but more on their own thoughts and will, advocating freedom of thought and behavior.

Arguing and pushing should be part of freedom!

The other gray elves had no intention of speaking.

This is also part of the investigation.

There was no thought of speaking out about the elves' chaos.

The battle in the distance ended quickly, and Sera, carrying a mind flayer's head, came back with murderous intent.

Her face looked a little unnatural. Although the mind flayer was very afraid of death, it was quite strong.

Even in the face of her sudden attack, he still cast two psychic spells.

Even though Sera had received special training, learned combat expertise and skills against psychic spells, and had very rare psychic protection equipment and props, she still suffered some minor injuries.

Fortunately, these physical pains will recover soon.

She kept in mind the pain of reconstructive surgery, which she could have long ignored.

With the continuous deepening of practice and understanding, Sera has a deeper understanding of the power of the transformed body.

She also has more tactical options when fighting.

Of course, Sera liked what the training officer had been advocating the most.

Don't be superstitious about your body and strength!

The bodies of humans and elves are far from powerful!

The improvement of life energy and combat expertise is what makes a professional powerful without a peak or upper limit.

This is also the biggest difference between extraordinary professionals and advanced professionals.

Sera glanced at the elves and said nothing about their chaos, letting them engage in self-hostility and chaos.

When the plan first started.

Sera thought that a careful plan was needed to make these elves obedient.

But it turned out that the territory had already seen through these elves.

They are also selfish, and in the absence of a general environment, their psychological defenses will soon collapse.

The mob is nothing to worry about.

At this moment, Tyrell stood up bravely and shouted to the chaotic elves:

"Calm down, everyone. Don't eat too much if you've been hungry for a long time. Just eat a little..."

These elves obviously recognized Tyrael's identity.

But their thirst for food still makes them unwilling to give in.

The helpless Tyrell commanded the soldiers who had just recovered their strength, pulled away several elves who were fighting, and said earnestly:

"The portion of food is enough. If we argue, no one will be able to eat it, and everyone will die..."

The elf, who gradually regained his composure, glared angrily at the compatriots who had just taken action, but still separated.

Even if it is forced!

Seeing this scene, Famil couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She saw the worse nature.

The quality and education of ordinary elves have been "ignored" intentionally or unintentionally by the elves above.

What the Elf Council needs are low-level elves that can be better controlled.

In the wave of public opinion that can be better manipulated, let the underlying elves follow their wishes.

Become a soldier!

Become a killer!

Fall victim to the plan!

The education of noble elves also began to become self-contained.

The interests are divided based on nobles and territories.

They care more about their own interests.

The original Elf Kingdom, where all the people united to overthrow the tyranny of the Golden Elf, has disappeared unknowingly.

Even, they have started to follow each other's old path.

When he was in it, Farmir could notice these phenomena, but he couldn't explain why.

When you arrive in the Gulf Territory, everything is different!

There is a lot of knowledge about the composition of countries and territories, the development of institutions, social classes, etc.

Let her "grow" quickly.

She soon realized that the Elf Kingdom of Cole had unknowingly become seriously ill, and it was still terminal.

The Elf Council opened a large net, trying to cover the entire northern continent.

They use various means to influence and control other kingdoms and forces.

They seem to be omnipotent, but unknowingly, they have made too many enemies.

Quite a few of the Cole elves who were "hands-on and doing things" realized something was wrong.

However, their power could not compete with that of Parliament.

In order to achieve their goals, Cole Elf's methods began to become more and more extreme.

After the radicals won a complete victory, they deployed various terrible means.

The various suppressions against the Netheril Empire are a key part of their plan.

They succeeded!

The Netheril Empire has suffered a huge loss of population and resources in the past two years.

Even now, the Thevingdon Council is still troubled by the orcs that are difficult to completely eliminate.

Even the demiplane controlled by the Netheril Empire is still making a fuss.

Behind this, the driving force of Cole Elf is indispensable.

However, just in the past two years, the changes in the Cole Elves have given birth to such a terrifying opponent as the Gulf Territory!

The counterattack created by the Gulf Territory has already caused considerable losses to the Cole Elf Kingdom.

Farmer is not difficult to imagine.

Over the years, the Cole Elves have caused so many incidents, and they are bound to leave behind some enemies and enemies that are difficult to deal with.

Worries have become reality!

The Gulf Leader's big move this time didn't even mean to hide it from her.

Sera, who was communicating with her, made it clear:

"The better you do, the more elven captives will survive."

"But you have to understand that it's best to keep this matter secret from the beginning."

"As for the future, we won't care."

not give a damn about!

This is the scariest thing!

Seeing Tyrell step forward, Farmir was both happy and a little worried.

She suddenly felt that if Tyrell could survive, he should be able to bring her a lot of help.

At the same time, she was wary of Sera coming over.

Farmir was a little worried that she would see Tyrael as a threat.

The Cole Elf Kingdom has always been resolute in eliminating those who pose a threat.

Even if it's just a potential threat!

However, contrary to all the elves' expectations, Sera did not make any move.

She just handed the loot in her hand to Batum who was standing aside.

The latter happily took it and handled it with various materials very skillfully.

The elves all looked at this tall and burly troll in fear.

Noticing the sharp bone-picking knife in his hand, I felt a chill in my heart.

Cut the loot today, what will you cut tomorrow?

The time was three minutes too early.

All the elves had a tacit understanding of each other.

Under Tyrell's shouts and scoldings, they regained order.

Every elf competed to eat some porridge and drink some water.

Sera looked at them coldly and waved to Tyrell, who was a little weak.

What's up?

"Well done, keep up the good work!"

Tyrael, who had recovered somewhat, saw Sera's appearance clearly, and he discovered the subtle differences between Sera and the drow.

The skin tone is lighter, the deep beams and bones are larger, and more threatening.

Tyrael is an expert in close combat.

He could vaguely feel that Sera contained explosive power.

However, in the shocking glimpse just now, Sera has been using skills to fight.

This in itself is highly unusual!

Sera turned her head and met Tyrell's eyes.

The latter quickly moved away, his heart beating slightly.

At this time, bursts of shrill roars came from outside, and the entire ground began to shake violently.

Sera frowned, looked at the communicator, and said directly in a clear voice:

"We must retreat, the half-giant army under the mind flayer is coming."

"If you don't want to die, then come with me."

"If you want to die, then stay here and wait to die!"

After saying that, Sera led the team towards the depths of the dungeon.

Mind Flayer!

Half-giant army!

Most of the elves who heard the news had a blank look on their faces.

Elf civilians who have not paid attention to this situation do not know these terrifying species in the underground world.

Even if they are very close to Black Duck Castle!

Normally just have fun, who cares about those things?

Is the party not fun?

Or is it hard to do art?

Tyrell knew it all.

He even understood the "moves" the Cole elves made specifically to weaken the dwarf kingdom.

Attack the mastermind of the Mind Flayer Empire!

This also angered the Mind Flayer Empire!

They arose from the ground and launched an attack on the duergar kingdom and part of the drow.

Back then, the Mind Flayer Empire was able to single-handedly fight against the two undivided dwarven kingdoms and the drow.

After thousands of years of reproduction and development, it has not only restored its former strength, but has even become better.

Now, they emerge from the underworld with endless fury.

They just took action. It severely damaged the gray dwarf kingdom.

In the presence of many emissaries of Kor, enslavement took control of the duergar king.

It was precisely because of this sudden and tragic defeat that the entire gray dwarf kingdom fell apart.

Now, the Mind Flayer Empire is no longer satisfied with occupying part of the territory of the Gray Dwarf Kingdom.

They need more slaves to restore them to their former glory.

Build a massive empire controlled by mind flayers!

This information was not obtained by Tyrell from the army.

Although his status is good. But I still don’t have access to such hidden secrets.

These were the memory fragments left in his mind when the Mind Flayer suddenly suffered a fatal blow just now while trying to devour his brain and communicate with him consciously.

Tyrell knew that this was not a test by the Mind Flayer Empire!

Because, the half-giant army has already been dispatched.

It is one of the trump cards that the Mind Flayer Empire has cultivated for thousands of years.

They are hybrids of earth giants and other creatures.

Although his intelligence is somewhat low, he possesses a very strong physique and fighting talent.

Their imperfect intelligence makes them easier to be controlled by the mind flayers and become cannon fodder and slave warriors under their hands.

Every adult half-giant possesses advanced peak strength.

Some units specially modified by the mind flayers.

It can even possess extraordinary peak and legendary levels of terrifying combat power.

A powerful legion composed of high-level professionals is already powerful enough.

Not to mention the powerful racial talents of half-giants, which can make them powerful heavy infantry with high attack, high defense, and thick blood.

In the underground world that lacks air combat power, the half-giant army controlled by the mind flayers is definitely one of the strongest armies.

If it weren't for food restrictions and the limit on the number of mind flayers, the number of half-giant legions might be even more terrifying!

If you don't leave, you will be crushed.

"I don't want to die yet!"

"You can't die either!"

"I must send the information back to the Cole Elf Council. The Mind Flayer Empire has a deadly plan!"

Tyrell gritted his teeth and looked at the many confused fellow elves.

He has recognized the identities of these elves. Most of them are residents of enemy-occupied areas, and only a small number of them are former soldiers.

So he said loudly without hesitation:

"The Mind Flayer Empire is an evil entity more powerful than gray dwarves and drow."

"Not only will they capture intelligent creatures as slaves, but they will also devour their brains and souls after using them..."

This is not a threat from Tyrael!

It was he who showed the terrible scar on the back of his head and told everyone the bloody truth!

The frightened elves consciously followed his footsteps.

For most intelligent creatures, following in the "footsteps" of others is a very normal thing.

Noticing that these elves were following, Batum carefully recorded their data and reported it to Sera.

Sera was very calm after getting the data.

She already knows all the data about the elves very well.

It's so detailed that it's clear how many muscles the elf has.

Where to attack can cause the most fatal wounds!

In the underground laboratory of the demiplane Catachan.

Sera "spent" with those sinful elves for quite some time.

This is why she was entrusted with the important task.

The gray dwarves' dungeon is very large.

There are many creatures and slaves imprisoned inside.

There are elves, drow, dwarves, gray dwarves, ogres, trolls, tauren, Argonians, etc. More than 10 different creatures.

The further you go, the more slaves there are.

Some of Sera's men released all the imprisoned intelligent creatures early.

The vast majority of slaves did not dare to offer any resistance.

Even the orders of the drow elves were very obedient.

no way!

Includes all known dangerous magical creatures.

Drow are all at the top of the "not to be messed with list" in the underground world.

There are also some terrible and dangerous magical creatures in the gray dwarves' cage.

Slaughter all magical creatures that have no intelligence.

Sera directed his men to take away the magic materials from them as quickly as possible.

Some intelligent magical creatures behaved very well in front of Sera.

They don't want to be like the magical creatures next to them, who have their skin peeled off, their muscles cramped, and their bones removed after being killed by Sera and others.

It takes about half an hour.

Sera explored all the gray dwarf dungeons.

A total of more than 1,000 slaves were gathered, including 400 elves.

As the number of slaves increased, Sera's combat strength also continued to increase.

Quite a few of them had just finished fighting and brought news that the Mind Flayer troops were getting closer.

Tyrela looked at the more and more men gathering around Sera.

There are more than 100 drow elves and more than 10 golden tombs. More than 200 humans, seven or eight ogres, and more than 20 trolls.

There are many types, but they all exude the same momentum.

They have the same temperament, consistent movements, tacit cooperation, and a special flavor to their stances.

major!

He could clearly feel that these warriors were very strong.

The uniform red leather armor on his body, the well-made enchanted weapons, and the rich variety of combat potions made him very envious.

What struck Tyrell most was the red leather armor they wore.

He could detect extraordinary magic fluctuations and a very special power from the lines of the red leather.

That power is very similar to the psychic ability released by the mind flayer, and it should be more defensive.

It's obvious that these are protective equipment specially prepared to defeat mind flayers.

This can fully prove that Sera and others belong to a powerful force.

Moreover, they were fully prepared for the emergence of the Mind Flayer Empire.

Is it a city-state of the drow?

No, the drow are not that "friendly", let alone prepare such good weapons and equipment for other slave warriors...

The same is true for the gray dwarf forces.

Moreover, they are more stubborn and xenophobic. Faced with the attack of the mind flayer army, they have long chosen to escape.

He won't go to great lengths to manage the slaves in the cage.

Tyrell thought hard, but did not get any results.

He could only put aside this idea for the time being and devote more energy to controlling his fellow elves.

He has learned that the elves under his command can bring him some benefits until the number of elves reaches a certain level.

On the surface, Tyrael was appeasing these elven captives, but in fact he was confirming their identities and abilities, and selecting members who could fight.

In the dangerous underground world, only strength has the real right to speak.

Tyrael found more than 50 elven soldiers.

Although they had no weapons and equipment, they were in good condition, which made him relax a little.

Tyrael knows the drow very well.

Even if they really become slaves, the drow will "protect" those combat-effective units and groups.

Because this is their prime property.

Survive first, then you can think about other things...

Facing a pair of confused, fierce, appraising and hesitant eyes.

Sera played with the head of an earth dragon as if nothing happened, showing off her strength and skills.

Make sure the prisoners are "well-tempered".

Under the "watching" of the gray elf transformed warriors, he appeared to be quite "well-behaved".

Sera said in a clear tone and tone:

"Everyone is lucky, we happened to meet him."

"And he was rescued before the mind flayer army arrived."

A magical image was released by Farmir.

The mind flayer's slave army captured the gray dwarf city and carried out mass slaughter and sacrifice.

The horrific scenes and pictures made all the slaves and prisoners stare wide-eyed.

The scene where the insidious, cunning, terrifying and weird Mind Flayer opens the heads of gray dwarves alive and devours their brains.

While it was disgusting, it also completely shocked everyone.

Pictures are more impactful than words!

Death is close at hand!

The slaves and captives, who had their own thoughts at first, immediately fell silent and stared blankly at the terrifying image in front of them.

Sera was very satisfied with their frightened expressions, a bad smile appeared on her face, and she shouted cheerfully and wantonly:

"You are unlucky again, the mind flayer army has surrounded us."

"Usual methods can no longer be used..."

There was a commotion among the prisoners.

Many prisoners discussed among themselves in whispers. Some of them had deep despair in their eyes and fell to the ground in despair.

Among them are many elves.

Tyrell frowned.

He didn't notice any nervousness from Sera and the others.

Even if the opponent is well-trained, he will never be so ignorant of life and death.

This shows that they must have a way to leave.

Tyrell relaxed a little, ready to hear what Sera wanted to say.

Bang!

A violent thumping sound came from the entrance of the dungeon.

The roars made the prisoners even more frightened.

Seeing this scene, Sera raised her eyebrows, asked a few questions to the busy caster team members, and smiled maliciously at everyone:

"Stay here to die!"

"Or, step into the teleportation array together and work for us."

"Our requirements are not high. If you work for us for five years, you will be able to leave alive."

"Of course, during these five years, you will be able to receive mission rewards and basic living security."

"If you behave well and make enough contributions, your employment relationship can be terminated early."

"I want to make it clear here first that if you don't want to agree, you can just refuse now."

"But if you agree and then think about going back on your word or running away..."

Sera put down her bloody head and her tone was very calm and impressive.

"The pain and torture you will suffer will definitely not be less than falling into the hands of the Mind Flayer!"

No one will doubt the authenticity of Sera’s words!

If you stay, you will definitely die, but if you go with Sera and the others, you might still be able to survive.

Compared to the terrifying and dangerous Mind Flayer, the restraint shown by Sera and her men made them feel more at ease.

The intelligent creatures that have survived to this day are not fools, and they all agreed.

At this moment, the roaring roar was getting closer and closer.

Subtle footsteps were transmitted to Tyrell's perception.

He clenched his fists, feeling a touch of fear and uneasiness in his heart.

The mind flayer is really here!

10,000 today.

Asking for a monthly ticket.

rush!