A dragon raised at birth

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Seeing that this man was still resisting her, the drow elf Livina immediately became dissatisfied.

"Lord Livina, I've only had three days off!"

The man trembled, his body couldn't stop backing up, and he stuck to the wall of this room. His thin face was bloodless under the amethyst's aura.

"Three days, isn't it enough? What a waste!"

Seeing that her male slave was still trying to defend herself, the drow immediately became impatient. She threw out a crystal bottle containing scarlet liquid and issued an order directly.

"Drink it!"

"Lord Livina, I can."

Seeing the potion bottle smashed under his feet, the man who knew he couldn't escape today's episode trembled. He knew exactly what it was. It was a magic weapon to improve his reproductive ability at the cost of consuming his potential and vitality Medicines are, in a way, like poisons.

"Can?"

Seeing the resisting expression of the man in front of him, the drow elf Livina showed a contemptuous smile on her face,

"Then take off your clothes and let me see your current state!"

"Yes."

A human who has lived underground for more than ten years as a drow slave.The edges and corners had already been smoothed by the years. Even with such an order, this human being with fairly good strength endured the humiliation, took off his clothes, and stood naked in front of Drow.

"That's it?"

The drow looked at the man in front of him, without hiding the disdain on his face,

"An earthworm I just caught outside is bigger than you! Come on, don't waste time, drink the medicine quickly."

"Master Livina, please give me a little more time, and I will be able to adjust my state immediately."

The man who was too imaginary, heard that the drow actually wanted to drink the medicine by himself, and hurriedly begged for mercy. He saw with his own eyes, how many companions in the past ten years, just because of drinking that kind of tiger and wolf medicine, belched halfway Yes, this is a slow poison.

"I asked you to drink medicine, didn't you hear? Or are you going to disobey my order?"

The expression on the drow elf's face instantly softened, and this made the man's face tremble, and he knew that he had reached the point where he had to drink at this time, because his behavior had been regarded by the elf as a challenge to her authority.

"I'll drink it right away, please don't punish me."

After 15 years of slavery, the man who had already been domesticated picked up the potion on the ground with fear in his heart, and then drank the potion without any regard for the consequences.

And the moment the blood-colored potion fell into his belly, the man felt as if his belly was on fire. His skin color began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his thin body swelled slightly. Circle, of course, the most obvious change is naturally the soft sword that the elves jokingly called inferior to earthworms.

The originally limp little earthworm turned into an angry snake. Seeing the drow at the door, he was extremely satisfied. Then he walked into the room without closing the door, pushed the man down, and rode on it.

The symphony full of lust immediately reverberated in the room, but in this intertwined chorus of men and women, the voices of the women were joyful and satisfied, while the voices of the men felt more pain than enjoyment.

And similar scenes are often seen in this underground cavity, and the idle drows only have this little fun. If it was 20 years ago, no matter how hungry and thirsty they were, there was nothing they could do except endure, because men Among the drow clan, things are always scarce.

However, 15 years ago, under the leadership of the patriarch, the passage to the ground was opened directly, and after a large number of human populations were plundered from the human principalities on the ground, the needs of the drow in this regard were completely met.

And the number of humans who accompanied the drow elves to plunder from the ground in order to satisfy their desires was decreasing almost all the time.But no Drow cared about this.

"what--"

Accompanied by a hoarse cry, the red-covered man heaved a sigh of relief, and then his legs, who were still so fierce just now, gave way and fell to the ground.

"It's a waste. It's getting worse and worse."

The blushing drow looked dissatisfied at the man lying limp at his feet, she was still in the mood, but the man had already handed in his gun

"I'll come to you again in three days. If you still behave like this, I'll just feed you to my pet."

The drow who had already had a good time swept across the man who was lying on the ground gasping for breath expressionlessly, without any mercy,

But just when Drow was about to leave this room filled with spring breath, the floor of the room that had been leveled by spells was suddenly arched by something.

The jungle hunter who was fighting in the dark immediately reacted. The first time she discovered the problem, she didn't put on clothes to hide her shame, but drew a short dagger from her body, ready to fight.

However, to the surprise of the drow elves who have been fully vigilant in this sect, what was exposed on the ground was not a terrifying monster, but a skeleton with white bones. Although the equipment of this skeleton is too perfect, it cannot be wiped out. Is the essence of the skeleton.

"I thought what it was, it turned out to be a little undead, why did it come to me?"

Living underground for a long time, in fact, occasionally encounter undead creatures bred by nature, so the drow elves who didn't realize the seriousness of the matter swung their knives at the skeleton warrior who broke into the room.

clang!

The crisp sound of metal clashing, accompanied by splashing sparks reverberated in the room, and the drow looked at the skeleton who swung the sword to block her attack in disbelief, and only then realized something was wrong.

Chapter 311 The Interesting Drows

"Undead Invasion!"

"Release all Demon Hunting Spiders!"

"Don't fight with these skeletons, look for the lich in the dark!"

One after another, shouts and orders sounded in the underground cavity. In the sudden attack of the undead, the drow tribe, which had been in a state of war all year round, responded very quickly.

Almost none of the drow elves died in the attack of these sudden skeletons. All the drow elves discovered the danger in time and quickly entered the fighting state.

However, the advantage of the undead has never been hunting in the dark. Although some rare undead are better at hunting, the only undead units created by Diablo are skeletons.

Therefore, Diablo's strategy is to use these skeletons to pile up these black pdrows to death, and transform himself into an emperor dragon to hide in the ground. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can find him.

As Emperor Yuanlong, he can pull the corpses that have accumulated in the depths of the ground for an unknown number of years, and use the buried bones as the core to create powerful undead.

Well, with his current posture, it is completely possible to collapse the underground cavity where this drow tribe lives and destroy this tribe, but Diablo did not go deep underground to engage in massacres, he has no such habit, He came down to conquer.

Therefore, the huge Emperor Yuanlong hid in the ground, constantly awakening the scattered skeletons around this elf tribe, endowing it with a deadly energy that can carry the limit, and after strengthening to the limit, let these skeletons charge.

"Which master came to my Orwell family? If any member of my family offends you, I will apologize to you as the mistress of the family. If you are not satisfied, I can send the family List all the collections, let you choose, as an apology, please let these skeletons stop attacking!"

In the austere and luxurious bunker, the gorgeous Mistress Drow saw the forest white that was almost connected into one piece in her vision. While feeling a headache, she couldn't help shouting to the surroundings with mental strength, with a look of It seems that they can't bear the attack of the skeleton wave and are about to surrender.

But Diablo wouldn't pay attention to her, how many drows died just now, how could the cruel mistress of drows surrender so easily.

Looking at the cries of these drows, I am afraid that this wave of undead composed of skeleton warriors is caused by the existence of liches and the like. Their cries are most likely to lure the enemy and want to confirm his position.

This kind of trick can be said to be quite clumsy, but these black-skinned pointed ears made a common-sense mistake. Mages who practice undead spells and even their masters, liches, all belong to the category of melee crispy skin.

After being attacked by a large number of undead, it is a very standard method to confirm the location of the initiator of the undead wave, but not all the existences that set off the undead wave are melee weak scum.

"My lord, that lich doesn't answer."

Standing in front of a window, the drow who manipulated the ballista looted from the human principality on the ground one after another, smashing those difficult skeleton warriors with great precision, was a little annoyed.

"As long as the lich with a normal mind will ignore it, don't be disappointed, clean up these skeletons first. It should take a lot of time to cultivate a skeleton of this level, so clean it up first. Let's see what else is going on."

Michele, the mistress of the drow, waved the staff in her hand, and fiery fireballs condensed in the air, and then precisely hit the skeleton warrior who got up from the ground.

But what frustrates the mistress is that even with such a precise spell, she can't kill a skeleton every time, but if the key point is not concentrated, these skeletons can still get up and continue fighting. The tenacity is a bit outrageous.

"Really, when did our family provoke such a number one person?"

The mistress of the drow elves, whose family territory was suddenly attacked, was still very depressed. This battle was completely inexplicable to her. She was sitting at home, and the disaster came from the sky.

"It's too difficult! Mistress!"

"Request support!"

"There are not enough bows and arrows!"

"There are not enough spell scrolls!"

"No, I can't keep it!"

After the wave of undead continued to attack for an hour, Michele, the mistress of the drow who was still full of confidence, looked extremely ugly at this moment. She watched helplessly as her family territory was gradually occupied by those damned skeletons.

The development of the matter was completely different from what she had expected. These elite skeleton soldiers whose skeletons were not much weaker than ordinary metal, seemed to be completely free of cost, crawling out of the ground continuously, and I don't know where they came from. Huge amount.

It's completely unreasonable, there are no sneak attacks, and there are no undead who are too strong to fight against. There are only skeleton warriors with certain strength emerging from the ground.

Good quality, coupled with absolute quantity, makes a drow mistress with more than [-] management members feel desperate, because even she can't maintain a high-intensity output all the time, and Michele Also found something wrong.

When she tried to trace the source of the undead skeletons and trace where these skeletons were born, she found that her spiritual power could not go deep underground, and was forcibly isolated by an inexplicable force. It was the land where her ancestors had lived for generations that was rejecting her.

He must have heard of this kind of thing, but he has never encountered it before, and today is only the first time.Therefore, after realizing that it was not as simple as being attacked by a lich, the drow mistress had the idea of ​​running away.

However, as she assembled outstanding members of the group, formed several shadow squads, and searched for the best retreat route, the heart of the drow elf grandmother Michele suddenly became cold.

Because all the entrances from her family's territory to the outside world have been blocked. In other words, she and her main family members have become prisoners without knowing it.

"Bastard!"

The mistress Michele, who originally wanted to run with her family members, was a little hysterical. Now her family's only retreat is the Shadow Realm, but not all drow have mastered the shadow jumping skill, and can grow Members who time-travel in the Shadowlands are still a minority.

"Huh? The Shadow Realm? There is still such a loophole! Try to see if it can be plugged."

Watching this drow elf family quietly, Diablo, who was struggling under the attack of his undead wave, also noticed the loopholes in the blockade, and after discovering the problem, Diablo was also surprised to find The new ability of Emperor Yuanlong's form.

He can actually interfere with the shadow of the main material world, that only the best assassins can enter the shadow world.

"Sure enough, among the dragon bloodlines created by the Arcane Empire, none of them are simple."

Diablo, who had discovered another new ability, regained his composure, and showed a look of course. The dragon form of Shengyao used to be the facade of the empire, just like the symbol of the sun.

The name Di Yuanlong sounds domineering, but it is actually a dragon playing with mud in the soil. Apart from being able to call the dead spirits sleeping in the earth, it is not surprising that it has the power to interfere with the shadow world.

"See if we can block the retreat of these guys!"

Diablo, as if he had discovered a new toy, was enthusiastically trying it out.

And in the family bunker of the drow elves, an emergency meeting was officially held.

"Mistress, hurry up and make a decision. If the fight continues like this, our drow elves will disappear."

"Yes, mistress, please make a decision quickly, for the inheritance and continuation of the family!"

"..." Looking at the eager expressions on the faces of the family elders, Michele, the mistress of drow, twitched her cheeks. Although she knew that the situation was very critical, she still couldn't give him the order to let him abandon ninety-five percent of the family members immediately. determination.

If you really do this, even if the blood of the family is still there, it will be no different from dying.

"Retreat!"

After weighing the pros and cons for a short time, the mistress chose to protect herself. This is the most rational way of saying, and sensibility will only ruin the whole family.

Therefore, without notifying the clansmen who were fighting against the skeleton warriors in order to defend the family territory, the mistress of drow and the elders who had made a decision disappeared into the territory with their personal guards and immediate family members.

They have already entered the Shadow Realm, and are preparing to cross the long distance in the Material Realm, fleeing to a place where they will not be targeted by skeletons, but at the moment when less than a hundred drow entered the Shadow Realm, all The drow elves were stunned.

"This... what's the situation? When did we have a mountain on our territory?"

The majestic and majestic mountains in the shape of scales stood in front of him, and all the drow elves entered a state of encirclement, and at the same time, an extremely bad feeling arose in their hearts.

"What an impolite little thing. I'm just a little bigger. You guys call me a mountain?"

The thick voice reverberated in the dim and lightless shadow world, and struck the hearts of these drow elves. Even the well-informed drow mistress raised her head in horror at this time, looking at the dark sky. Zhong bowed his head, looking down at her giant beast with black and yellow dragon pupils.

"By gods, what is this thing?"

"How can it be so big? Is this a sin?"

The impact of approaching a mountain-like giant beast at close range is unparalleled, and it was encountered in this proud shadow world, and these drows dared not stab them.

"You have offended my majesty, I will give you two choices, surrender and be loyal to me, or grant you eternal sleep, and then your body will serve me!"

Diablo's voice exploded in the ears of the drow elves like thunder, and faced with such an option, the drow elves naturally chose the most correct option extremely rationally.

Chapter 312 The Guardian of the Earth

In the dark underground space, the rock giant with the blue will-o'-the-wisp burning all over looked down at the 39 apprehensive-looking drow elves in front of him. The anthropomorphic face made of rocks and the burning blue will-o'-the-wisp in the eyes could not be seen at all. Any emotion, dignified and indifferent.

"15 years ago, which other tribes went to the ground and participated in plundering?"

Behind the tall and mighty rock giant, one after another skeleton warriors equipped to the bone stood, putting great pressure on the drow elves in front of the rock giant. They had already seen the power of these skeleton warriors.

"Master Gaia, 15 years ago, in addition to our Orwell family, there were also the Howig family, the Clariant family..."

Seeing that the main body didn't even make a move, and forced them to choose to flee to ask, Mistress Drow's face flashed a sinister look.

Her family is unlucky, so don't think about it for other families. Besides, this lord attacked them because they had been to a country that robbed humans on the ground. Then other families have done the same thing , Why can they be safe and sound.

"Aside from your drow, are there no other underground races involved?"

Diablo did not reveal his true nature as the Emperor Yuanlong, but extracted the essence of the earth from the earth, condensing a body of a rock giant to carry his own will.

As for appearance, it is naturally based on eerie majesty. After all, the incarnation condensed in the underground, with a majestic and upright image, is not in line with the style of the underground.