The heavy stone door was pushed open by an invisible force.

A graceful figure gradually emerged in the darkness.

Brian sat on the chair behind the stone table, did not get up, but just raised his head and looked over casually.

Against the backdrop of the fire, the first thing he saw was the graceful Drow elf walking posture, full of elegance and confidence, no less than any supermodel he had ever seen at a fashion show.

Moreover, the faint murderous aura and coldness that emanated from his every move seemed to belong to the warriors who had experienced many battles.

That's exactly what's true.

Never underestimate any female drown from the dark area.

Neither the wizard nor Rose's priestess were as weak as they seemed to see.

The force of these female Zheer is also extremely powerful, whether on or under the bed.

Brian also accidentally learned that in the dark city of the Drow Elves, half of the courses were used to cultivate Rose Priests.

Otherwise, how could those priestesses who had lost their magical powers suppress the uprising of Madraser for a short period of sleeping in the Spider God?

The dim candlelight gradually presented the appearance of Nu Zhuoer in his sight.

A loose black robe can't hide her proud figure, a cold and slightly charming delicate face, dark but elastic and shiny skin, and shiny long hair, all the characteristics indicate her identity to Brian.

Looking at the girl Drow, who was as beautiful as the surface elves, Brian saw in her red eyes that were about to grow to the top of her head, as if she had lost her soul.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder what kind of lifestyle could flourish and grow in such a dark and evil place.

Even though he has experienced many dangers and hardships in his life, it is still difficult to understand how life in the dark area can live in such a deep and depressing place for the rest of his life?

In his opinion, the dark area is an unbearable place. It not only steals a person's hope, but also imprisons their souls, causing the creatures here to gradually lose their will, like walking corpses.

However, these messy thoughts were not something he should consider, because he had already clearly felt that he was being stared at by a pair of vicious eyes.

“Stand up!”

The girl Dowel, who walked into the stone chamber, frowned and looked coldly at Brian sitting on the chair.

Brian didn't reply, but just put down the magic book in his hand and looked at her calmly.

From the moment he saw the other person for the first time, he realized that this was a female Zoer who tried to tame him with her high status.

He knew that in addition to intimidating himself, the other party also had the ability to test his.

Obviously, the idea definitely came from her mother Jonara.

In that case, he didn't mind satisfying their curiosity.

After all, Brian never thought that the other party would give him the antidote with confidence.

"Didn't you hear what I said, you lowly inferior male slave?"

Feeling the calm and composed appearance of the half-elf slave, the female Zhuoer was aroused of anger, and her graceful voice became extremely sharp.

Her right hand unconsciously held a spider-patterned whip hanging around her waist.

Brian was too lazy to pay attention to her little movements. He had even seen the terrifying snake-headed whip of Priest Rose. How could he be afraid of weapons of this level?

"Your mother should have told you about the causes and consequences of the whole incident."

He met the other party's slightly distorted face and said calmly, "In my opinion, it's all you need to do is to make a list of all the spells that Santira mastered."

As a wizard, if you know all your opponent's spells and trump cards, then your winning rate will be increased by at least half in the magic duel of opponents with similar strength.

Although Brian is not optimistic about this duel, he still has to do what he should prepare.

But if a woman with eyes on her head teaches her, he might as well try it out by himself.

Besides, he did not think that the other party's magical attainments could be.

After all, she is still too young and too young.

He could even tell her approximate age from the other party's tone and angry eyes.

Impulsiveness, irritability, jealousy, psychological distortion and other negative emotions are a link that every young Dower must go through in the chaotic teachings of Rose, the Spider God Queen.

When they truly know how to restrain their emotions and hide the truest thoughts in their hearts, they already have the mentality of being like a spider, patiently waiting for prey.

As for those who can't learn, they ended up paying a heavy price.

This is the real reason why the dark areas of the Zoer occupy the best conditions, but their population cannot be raised from beginning to end.

Seeing Brian's calm expression, the Drow Elf was stunned and angry.

She looked at the half-elf slave in front of her with the unique eyes of the dark elves, as if she had sensed her extraordinary gaze. The corners of the other person's mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared.

Even as a dark elf, she had to admit that this man was very attractive and that he smiled coolly—but soon, the dark elf felt a cold air flying through her back, as if her instinct had predicted some danger.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed the anger that surged in her heart because of her ignorance, and said coldly, "I am not surprised by your stubbornness. The lowly male, soon I will let you know how to follow your master's orders."

This is the city of ancient Orence, a city ruled by dark elves. She did not think that this smart-looking slave would sacrifice his life to resist her.

The more proud the slave, the stronger the sense of accomplishment he was to tame him completely. She rubbed the handle of the barb whip, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Brian had expected that his body would lean forward, his fingers crossed on the table, and he looked at the other person with a smile, his deep eyes shining.

As soon as the Drow Elf raised her long whip, she suddenly felt a palpitations of energy ready to pour into her mind like a pointed cone. She looked shocked, tensing her nerves vigilantly, and always guard against the other party's sudden attack on her for no reason.

——"The soul pierces!"

Brian's thought moved, and the spiritual energy that penetrated from the void suddenly passed along the tight thinking path of the Drow's elf to the depths of her mind.

A quick and heavy blow, like a sharp steel needle, pierced her fragile brain like a tofu block.

"ah!!!"

Thrilling screams echoed in the enclosed stone interior.

Suffered from Brian's mental blow, the Drow Elves slumped on the ground, holding their heads with their hands, their slender fingers were deeply trapped in messy hair, and their tight forehead was already covered in cold sweat. Under the candlelight, there was a crystal clear light.

Seeing his achievements, Brian nodded with satisfaction.

The psychic power of a psychic does not require casting postures, spells and casting materials like arcane.

They can successfully display superpowers by focusing their minds and controlling the energy surging deep in their minds through the instructions of their eyes or some guide.

Therefore, Brian's psychic energy seemed to be released quickly and accurately, but in fact he had already focused and prepared in advance, and caught the other party off guard.

Moreover, the more psychic points the psychic warlock consumes, the stronger the power it is.

Originally, the first-level "spiritual piercing" only consumes 1 point of spiritual energy, but his ready-to-go psychic energy consumes 2 points of spiritual energy without reservation.

The power it causes can be imagined.

Generally speaking.

The more severe the enemy's emotional fluctuations, the stronger the power caused by the psychic spell.

Similarly, the emotional fluctuations of the psychic warlock also determine whether they can successfully release their superpowers.

This is why most psychics like to maintain the most rational and calm mind.

Because doing this can make them very smooth and comfortable when casting psychic spells.

Seeing that the drow elves were about to recover from the severe pain in their hearts, Brian dared not waste time. He whispered a spell quickly and pointed his hand at the wall of the stone chamber.

In an instant, the cold walls flashed with light blue light.

I saw that the sticky spider silk made by him using the "secondary creation" on the wall was activated by magic, and the tough spider silk was shot out one after another, tightly wrapping the limbs of the unexpected wizard Drow.

Let her struggle in vain on the spider web like a four-clawed spider with a tit-tickled claw.

"Dare to attack me, you are playing with fire, male!"

The young drow elves gave up resistance, calmed down, raised his chin proudly, looked at him with a scarlet gaze, viciously, "You rotten maggot, if you are happy, you can kill me or torture me, but do you really dare?"

"It seems you can't help yourself." Brian got up from the chair, lowered his eyes, looked at the bound Dow in front of him, and smiled: "In this way, there may be many common topics between us."

Accompanied by Bryan's words, the female drown saw several black tentacles condensed from shadow energy under the fire, twisting and swinging like a poisonous snake in the shadow behind this half-elf slave.

"You...this, this is..."

Looking at the tentacles that appeared in front of her, constantly swimming, Nu Zhuoer's face suddenly became stiff.

As a drow wizard, she certainly knew what this was. At this moment, her eyes flashed at Brian, and there was a little subconscious fear.

But soon, she came to her senses, snorted coldly, raised her head arrogantly, and looked at the half-elf slave in front of her with disdainful eyes.

"I thought you would be an interesting male, but it turned out to be just a male dog in heat. Hum, slave, you can do whatever you want to do to me, but it would be too stupid to think that this would make me surrender."

She smiled coldly, "Don't worry, I will give you twice... ten times the harm you brought to me today!"

"Is that true? Then you should have read this book."

Brian picked up a book on the table, looked at the girl Dowel who was wrapped in spider silk in front of him, and said curiously:

"The book "Seutec de Shadow Energy" explains the knowledge of tentacle art in detail. You said... If I let these tentacles be allowed to enter... any part of your body that can penetrate, what do you think these cold tentacles composed of shadow energy will feel?"

Brian spoke very lightly, but in this sealed stone chamber, it was heard very clearly, and even with a faint echo.

"If you dare to do this, Jonara's mistress will not let you go. You... you are seeking death!" The female Dowel's expression changed. She couldn't pretend anymore. A clear panic and fear appeared in her scarlet gaze.

"Or...try it?" Brian looked at every part of her body meaningfully.

In fact, when he saw the book introduces the knowledge about tentacles in such detail, he thought that these female Zoer were all good at this.

It was not until now that he realized that they were afraid.

This move should be useless for those veteran drivers, and he couldn't help but think maliciously.

"Don't do anything randomly, I will cooperate with you."

After being looked at by the other party's unscrupulous gaze, the Drow Elf finally panicked. She lowered her proud head, feeling as if she was a slave. She gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "You will regret what you did today!"

"This is almost the same. If I said this earlier, there would be no more trouble."
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