Having lived in the main plane for a long time, Dawn only noticed a problem in the underground world, time. How to determine the measurement of time? For those who are very adaptable to the gray elves who knock on the door to take Mirien to the council chamber.
For Liming, there is no need to delve into this issue. Liming vaguely remembers that the mercenaries of the Sea Tribe seem to have taken out items like special magic crystals to observe the time. What about the underground world?
Dawn opened her eyes and shook off the confusion she felt when she woke up after a night of meditation. Miriam was already standing in the castle and activating her body. In a way that Dawn couldn't understand, she put her hands on her chest and slowly squatted down, reaching her limit.
Then he opened his hands, and a piece of ore flew out from under the camouflage coat. The dim gray smoke floated out from around Million and wrapped the ore. "Crack, click, click, click, click, click, click." Dawn was already very familiar with these sounds. This was probably it.
The spider mother's response?
"Are you awake?" Miriam returned to her normal standing posture, the gray smoke quietly dispersed, and Dawn nodded.
Under the soft magic light, the messengers gathered in the meeting hall again. Dora indeed took the position of mistress, but standing next to her was the trainer who had unilaterally told the messengers to wait for a day yesterday.
The other party did not seem to intend to directly participate in this discussion. Dora stood up and hurriedly handed over some information about the evil god, probably including the fact that the original mistress of Zhamu Town had openly transferred her faith.
Revealing the betrayal of belief that the ruler of evil is the real source of fear, the small town of Zamu was suppressed by envoys sent by the Koleda family with a group of hunters. The matron who desecrated the spider mother first
He was detained and later escaped. Because the main believer of the evil god was missing, even if there was a sculpture of the evil god, it was impossible to trace whether there was still a stronghold of the evil god around.
"Since you just said that the mistress who believed in the evil god was imprisoned and had a sculpture of the evil god, didn't you interrogate and find out the result?" the Niquaz family envoy took the lead.
"The other party's method was too decisive. She directly took away the original power of faith and exchanged it for the power of the evil god. This made it impossible for her to use normal interrogation methods." Julia said before Dora, "We didn't expect it at all.
It should be said that a cripple who has lost the power of the Spider Mother can still escape from the dungeon. It should be said that this is as funny as a believer of the evil god who openly and honestly swears his faith to the Spider Mother."
"Huh? Badilica's envoy, I'm asking Mistress Dora about the situation." Envoy Niquaz glanced at the trainer who was standing quietly beside Dora.
"The blasphemer is different from the previous followers of the evil god. She is a sinner who has completely abandoned the faith of the Spider Mother. You can imagine that ordinary means cannot easily pry her mouth. Of course, if I were present, it would be another matter.
." The training chief crossed his arms with his chest.
"Even if we search for our souls?" Envoy Niquaz changed his eyes.
"The followers of the Evil God throughout the ages have not been able to use conventional means to obtain information. They can only loosen their willpower and improve the interrogation skills of the magicians to pry it out of their mouths." Dora answered proactively this time.
"Besides, it was not just a change of faith in the small town of Zhamu. It seemed that the escape of hunters was also hidden." Julia seemed to be a member of the Koleda family.
"In this case, we have no way to get information. There is only one evil god statue left, and nothing else. This is different from what was discussed before. Mistress Dengli has promised to provide reliable information about the evil god for us to follow the picture." Nikuo.
There was a hint of annoyance in the envoy's tone.
"Yes, if we monitor all the surrounding Dark Family sacrificial sites one by one and supervise each other, we will definitely find clues. Isn't this a sure message?" Dora's words made the Nikoz messenger's face suddenly turn ugly.
"Does the Badilika family also agree to this approach? Let the family that failed in the Blessing of Life check the reliability of our sacrificial sites? And also supervise each other?" Messenger Niquaz pinched the armrests of the chair with both hands. She now felt a little ridiculous.
The dignified Niquaz family condescended to be subordinate to the Koleda family and actually had to check each other's sacrificial sites. Isn't it the Koleda family that has the most evil god rebellions in history?
"But the followers of the evil god will definitely not be able to rely on those humble ancillary lives. They will definitely need fellow night elves and powerful artifacts." Julia's attitude towards the town of Zhamu made the Niquaz messenger more and more confused.
She didn't understand why the Badilica family would be so generous in allowing the Koleda family to borrow their power. It was clear that for so many years, the dark elf families had been secretly opposed to each other, and their overt help was just a hindrance.
The spider mother's face or the real deal.
"According to what you said, how should we find the items to be inspected?" Envoy Niquaz patiently thought about the possible interests between the two.
"Hold the sacrifice again. If it still fails, it means that the evil god's artifacts have appeared at the Spider Mother's sacrifice site. Check them one by one." Julia's words were affirmed by Dora, and the trainer turned his attention to Nikuo.
This is the envoy.
"No, the workload involved is too great. It is impossible to find the followers and strongholds of the evil god in such a time-consuming, laborious and thankless way." This time it was not the Nikolaz envoy who answered. Dawn looked at Miriam in astonishment.
Suddenly joined this discussion.
"Messengers of the Qiweite family, I remember that it was you who were selected by Mistress Dengli as the test object that caused the failure of the Blessing of Life. You are the biggest suspect, and now you actually come forward. I suggest that you take this first
Let's go through the inspection of the two." Envoy Niquaz said.
"Don't worry, I think they might have other ideas, why not let them talk about it." Dora opened her mouth to help them out.
"The focus of our discussion is just on finding the evil god's stronghold and how to find it. Why go around so far? The evil god has always needed to constantly transfer believers to harvest the faith of different areas. An existence like this is actually equivalent to a mole.
, can’t see the light, we can’t find them where there is light at all.” Million faced the attention of a group of messengers.
Shi said calmly, "If you want to catch moles, you can only trap them. What Mistress Dora said just now is actually very close to what I meant, but Mistress Dora seems to only pay attention to looking for them one by one, which is very inefficient."
, it is better to set up a food that makes the surrounding moles excited, and then bury it at a depth they believe is safe, so that the evil god’s stronghold can be captured to the maximum extent.”
"Maximize?" Julia murmured these three words, "You seem to be able to understand their thoughts very well."
"I'm afraid that she herself is one of those moles." Messenger Niquaz continued without any politeness.
"Since we have a method, let's talk about the specific practical details. For example, how can we let them know that there is food that they are excited about? What is the food that makes them excited?" Dora stared at Millian with interest.
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"It's easy to handle. It's just that in order to unite the families and unite their faith, the neighboring families voluntarily hold a black ceremony with Zhamu Town." Millian said.
"..." The trainer silently reported the results of the discussion, thinking about the form of faith dissemination. Compared with the actual material resources, the power of faith takes time to brew. From this point on, it shows that faith starts from the beginning.
It is impossible to collect them suddenly and on a large scale. The believers of the Evil God must have been rooted for a long time, and as long as the Spider Mother still exists in the face of the dark elves' faith, the spread of the Evil God's influence is destined to be very limited. Logically speaking, the Evil God himself is a piece of
It is difficult to explain things, and it is even harder to say that the evil god made some fanatical believers completely resist Rose and openly form a stronghold. The chief trainer looked at the envoys who were constantly discussing the specific details, and put aside the doubts in his heart. Why should he question Rose's oracle?
What? Since she must destroy the evil god, she must do it. Any extra personal reasons are all resistance to Rose. Even if she is the chief trainer and her affinity with Rose is weaker than other priests, this is not her determination to firmly believe in it.
Reasons for doubt.
"In order to ensure that the Black Dinner has the participation of various families, it is necessary for the envoys to bring some magicians and life priests to come." Dora said with a smile at the end, "I hope this time it can be completely
Get rid of the mole that the Qiweite family envoy said in one pot."
"By the way, in order to avoid too many irrelevant people this time, I would like to trouble all the followers of the envoys to stay outside the festival. I will use the divine voice envoys to ensure your safety." Dora glanced at everyone present.
It fell on the trainer next to him.
"I will also do my part to punish Zhu Ling." The trainer finally said...
"Million, why did you bring me to the discussion?" Dawn revealed her confusion after the other party opened the door.
"Because you are not Iante." Million sealed off the outside of the castle, "What do you want to do?"
Liming leaned in the corner, and Miriam leaned on the stone door. The two looked at each other, "I'm going to tell you that you don't believe it, but actually I want to leave here, completely, and leave it behind." Liming took a deep breath.
Then he said.
"Then you are very lucky." A weak smile appeared on Mirion's face, "At least you still have a home where you can get away from all this. Do you want to leave?"
"Will you let me go?" Li Ming said seriously.
"You have space magic. No one can force you to stay here. I probably owe you a life." Miriam stood in front of the door, looking at Li Ming. The second half of the sentence made Li Ming feel confused, but then she thought about it.
Think about it, don’t all night elves like this? It’s hard to explain clearly.
"Then with your words, I won't have any psychological burden." Liming closed her eyes.
The air was silent for a long time, almost frozen, and Miriam's subtle voice penetrated into Dawn's ears one after another, "Do you want to leave?"
"Should, no..."
The magic lamp hanging above the two people's heads opened up a halo of light slightly darker than the sun's halo to cover them. The unharmonious ravine squeezed into the castle was stepped over by Miriam. She lay softly on the bed, restraining her emotions.