Red Dragon Roar

(ps: Chapter 198 was accidentally sent to the end of the third volume, not blocked)

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The mysterious starlight praised by the poet has never shone on this land, and the sun, radiating warm vitality, has not entered.

This is the Underdark, a secret world beneath the tumultuous surface of Elbaf.

The sky here is a hard rock without blood and no tears. Under the light of the torches of the stupid surface creatures who accidentally broke into this place, the surrounding stone walls appear gray and monotonous, and the deep and long caves are filled with the breath of death.

There are many phantoms here, shadow elements are rich, dark tunnels zigzag through this gloomy land, countless underground monsters have cut through large and small caves, connecting high and low caves in series, dark and long tunnels are connected to each other, one by one A stone bridge traverses the rift.

The stalactites as sharp as the fangs of the sleeping dragon are inserted from the dome upside down, and the stalagmites like the nail plate are all over the road to resist the invaders.

The silence here is like a beast moving forward quietly, and any wisp of air hides an incomparably huge pressure.

Here is eternal darkness and chaos. The only thing that can remind oneself to be awake is his own footsteps and the sound of dripping water. This is like the heartbeat of a beast, hitting the silent rock mercilessly.

Occasionally, an open lake can be seen from a larger cave, but no one knows what dangers are hidden under these lakes that are as calm as agate.

There are many beings gathered here into large and small tribes, and there are towns as majestic as the ground world, but this is not heaven, but an evil hell.

All deformed and evil creatures live here to avoid the sun, and monsters will fight for limited resources.

War, conquest, decline, and collapse form a similar cycle of the kingdoms of the Underdark.

Cities fight each other for wealth, resources, slaves or generations of hatred.

Stable empires dwindled, or were drained by countless ongoing skirmishes.

Failed empires fell apart, sometimes from within, sometimes by enemy weapons.

One day, groups of survivors from a broken city will find the right environment, start from scratch, and eventually build a new city.

In ancient times, our ancestors (the drow) came here from the surface world, snatching land, water and food from the murderous aliens, in the upper part of the Underdark, a five kilometers wide, ten kilometers long, thousands of high. Our pride is built in the huge cave of 10 feet - Farren.

We have 100,000 compatriots, and after tens of hundreds of generations, this empty cave full of primitive stalactites and stalagmites has been built into an impregnable fortress.

Our city is bathed in magical aura, with countless finely carved castles arranged in neatly packed temples.

We fought off the gray dwarves' invasion, and finally joined forces with the gray dwarves to defeat the illithids, and we became the rulers of the upper dark world.

Other races need to watch our movements carefully, and anything beautiful is eclipsed by the tip of our swords.

Afterwards, a fierce civil war broke out in Farren, who had established the position of ruler.

Under the guidance of the spider **** queen, we began to compete with each other, killing each other, nobles against nobles, and priests against priests.

For the sake of power, we intrigue and intrigue with each other so that we can gain a better status and be favored by the goddess Rose.

Yes, Farren is a rigid matriarchal society like the other dark elf city-states.

We respect the way of Rose, headed by nine major families, dividing nobles, commoners and slaves.

The nobles form the ruling council, and the head of the council is the highest priestess of the first family. In addition, each family is also ruled by the priestess of the highest family.

These great women we call mistresses.

We believe in the goddess Rose, and all the dark elves believe in the goddess Rose. We dedicate our lives and souls to her fearlessly.

We follow her teachings, plunder the lands and beliefs of other clans, and all infidels and sinners who defy the drow will be sacrificed by us.

With the combined efforts of the dark elves, our city-state (Fallon) has become indestructible.

We have tens of meters of high walls and elemental towers all over the corners. Even the most despicable shapeshifters cannot secretly sneak into our city - the goddess Rose's divine power covers the entire Farren, and any alien invasion will was discovered by us in the first place.

We have the Academy of Spiders—the mission of the goddess Rose, the school of the priests;

We have the School of Warlocks - where mages study and study;

We have fighting towers - where warriors practice their mighty swordsmanship;

In these places, we get a systematic way of learning and progressing, and we become strong.

We also have countless armies of monsters that we defeated in war and ended up enslaved.

The flesh of the purple dragon will be the delicacy on our table; the eggs of the aboleths will be the most nourishing nourishment; the illithids will be our prisoners; the beholders will be guards; the gray dwarves will work in the veins we occupy To death~www.wuxiaspot.com~ My name is Presta Green, a spider elf abandoned by the goddess Rose.

The family I used to belong to was the seventh family of Farlon. The priest lady who was beaten by you before was named Galanord Evelyn, the second daughter of the mistress of the second family, and a high priest at the same time. .

The Evelyn family has ruled the entire Farren for thousands of years, and Mistress Evelyn is also the most beloved mortal of the Spider-God Queen.

After losing the spider god, the favored family will be replaced by other families in a very short time, becoming a stepping stone to control power.

As of now, the names of the other eight major families have been constantly changing over time, and no one will remember their existence, as if they never existed.

Of course, we're not the only ones in the Underdark, evil illithids still occupy the middle tiers, and ancient aboleths slumber in deeper subterranean lakes.

In addition, under the vast land of southern border, there are several city-states of dark elves, one of which is called "Orequel", which is a city composed of traitors, heretics, refugees, losers, and deformed children. formed nation.

They abandoned the doctrine of the spider **** queen, advocated male superiority and inferiority of females, and deformed children were superior.

This is despised by us.

Although we don't know why the Spider Queen allows such a kingdom to exist, we know that one day Aurequel will be turned into ruins under the wrath of the Spider Queen.

That's all I know, my master.

The spider elf Presta Green bowed his head to the red dragon expressionlessly, and the drow prisoner beside him was already breathing fire.

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ps: There is one more update.