??Chapter 274: Chapter 255: The Mysterious Drow
Chapter 274: Chapter 255: The Mysterious Drow
Under the lead of the Spider-transford Drow, the escaped slaves who were still prepared to “resist” entered the boundless darkness.
These Spider-transford Drow exhibited a special kind of spatial transfer ability; they could weave a pitch-black spider web that ford a spatial passage, and one would be transported to the location of another spider web upon entering it.
No wonder Withered Rose had searched for so long without finding the true mastermind behind the scenes; this thod was too unique. Ordinary spatial transmission could be attempted to be traced, but such fundantally different transportation was untraceable.
This shouldn’t be the Spider-transford Drow’s ability; Amberser guessed it had sothing to do with that Divine Artifact.
Thinking of this made Amberser a bit excited; maybe he could use the Divine Artifact for himself if he took it?
If all else failed, it would definitely fetch a handso price if sold.
As for the Rose Spider Queen, Amberser wasn’t too worried about her.
After all, deities have their rules and shouldn’t interfere too much with the mortal world.
The reason this world still exists must be thanks to Aeo; all praise Aeo.
It was the God above Gods who granted all deities their authority, and at the sa ti, limited their wanton actions, otherwise the world would have crumbled long ago.
Therefore, no matter your allegiance, as long as you exist in this world, you ought to be thankful to Aeo.
Even the devils from Hell dare not hold any grievances against this God above Gods but instead must thank Aeo for granting them a haven.
Amberser was the sa; he greatly respected this God above Gods. If he was bestowed a seductive glance, Amberser would vow to dedicate his life solely to this superior being, no amount of gold would sway him to betray.
After all, there was nothing more valuable than Aeo.
It was precisely because Aeo diligently restrained those deities that Amberser felt the impulse to snatch away the Divine Artifact.
With lina’s automatic magic dampening field, and Amberser himself being among the pinnacle of spellcasting professions, the two of them together couldn’t steal a so-called Divine Artifact?
After all, fate didn’t warn Amberser of any danger, which ant there was none ahead… Wait, sothing seed off.
Lack of danger was one thing, but why wasn’t there any premonition of success?
Now imbued with the power of fate, Amberser could sense the success rates of many decisions without even making a conscious effort to use the power of fate.
But this ti, all Amberser felt was a void, as if there was nothing ahead.
Was it because the Divine Artifact was too closely related to the Rose Spider Queen?
Amberser’s current ability was only unable to sense anything related to the deities.
While pondering this issue, Amberser noticed that everyone was led into an underground city covered with spider webs.
After so many traversals, Amberser wasn’t sure of his position within Gloomyland, but this vast underground space should be easy to recognize. He’d better make a note of it and later show Withered Rose to confirm the location.
The Spider-transford Drow led Amberser and the others into the city, and it didn’t take long for Amberser to infer many things from the dilapidated buildings and fresh footprints.
Judging from the architectural style, it sowhat resembled the ancient Grey Dwarves. Considering the extent of the ruins, Amberser estimated that the city was at least a thousand years old. However, the spider webs and footprints on the ground were fresh, indicating that the rebels had recently found the Grey Dwarf Ruins and occupied the place. They had no intention of repairing it; they just slapped so spider webs on to patch it up.
This ant that the rebels hadn’t been entrenched here for too long, or perhaps this was not their main base. And because of the previous black spider web transportation abilities, Amberser was extra cautious about all the spider webs within the city, afraid of any yet unexhibited special abilities.
Amberser had noticed many things, but lina was just urging the Spider-transford Drow to quickly take her to their so-called Mistress.
The child was already prepared; she would act as soon as they t, take down the mastermind behind all this, and then burn the city to thoroughly resolve this trouble.
However, the Spider-transford Drow didn’t take lina to et his master but just found a place for the group to settle down.
“The Mistress is busy with other matters; I will present you to her once she’s available. You should get accustod for now. There’s no shortage of food and supplies here, and it’s absolutely safe. You should also take a rest and relax,”
The justification sounded rather reasonable; all these escaped slaves had been terrified for most of the day and finally found a safe place. They couldn’t wait to lie down and rest. lina didn’t want to be too obvious and had no choice but to accept the arrangent.
Amberser also didn’t see any issue with it; even if he was the mastermind, he wouldn’t imdiately et with the newly arrived Drow. Who didn’t know the nature of Drow? It was necessary to show them who’s boss and make them fully submit first.
It won’t be long before the ti cos to establish might and power.
However, Amberser did not want to waste too much ti, and after he cald lina, he followed right behind the Spider-transford Drow, relying on his own illusions.
If it were just a group of Drow intent on causing trouble for Withered Rose, Amberser would have been content to let lina handle it on her own. But this dealt with deities and divine artifacts, and that was sothing Amberser had to handle himself. Leaving it to a child born just a few days ago would be irresponsible.
The illusions inherited from the Lady of Mist were more than enough to deceive all detection and magical surveillance. For this illusion wasn’t just about distorting light—it could even fabricate touch and scent, creating falsehoods in every sense.
Amberser felt as though this illusion completely twisted his existence, so even if he accidentally touched the cobwebs, the vibrations didn’t alert the Spider-transford Drow.
Following the Spider-transford Drow through the city strewn with spider webs, traversing vast ruins and scaling several high walls, Amberser finally arrived in front of a tower that looked quite stately.
The tower, easily distinguishable from the city’s architectural style due to its dark purple-black stones, likely neared a hundred ters in height.
Elf designs covered the exterior of the tower, while at the apex sat an exquisitely crafted statue of the Rose Spider Queen.
Seeing this tower, Amberser felt at ease, confident that this was the enemy’s lair. The tower thrumd with a terrifyingly evil aura, suggesting nurous blood sacrifices had been perford. This was no temporary residence.
As a Lich, of course, he had no concern that anything inside the tower could kill him, so he followed the Spider-transford Drow into the tower without hesitation.
Upon entering, Amberser sensed a faint sweet scent pervading the tower. Unlike the web-filled exterior, the interior was covered with expensive fur carpets, and the walls were adorned with golden sconces and exquisite oil paintings.
Although Drow are cruel and vicious, they are also an offshoot of elves and have high standards for their living environnt.
Amberser hovered midair, drifting and inspecting his surroundings.
It was a typical Rose Drow style. The oil paintings were full of erotic, violent, and gory content, yet paradoxically, they were crafted so beautifully that each one delivered a powerful impact as if staring at them too long would brainwash you with their violent aesthetic.
Amberser reckoned in his mind how much these Drow-style paintings could fetch if sold on the surface—twenty thousand Gold Coins a piece shouldn’t be difficult to command, and if he could put together a complete set, they might even appreciate in value.
However, these items suggested that the tower’s owner hailed from an ancient Drow family, not one of the slaves subjugated by Withered Rose for generations.
With elves, the more ancient they are, the more profound their heritage and abundant their magic equipnt, making them naturally more challenging to deal with.
But that was no big issue. If it ca down to it, he could just hide in so corner of this abandoned city and draw a Teleportation Circle, then have Withered Rose teleport an army of the Undead over to flatten this ruin.
Amberser’s current objective was to confirm the whereabouts of the divine artifact, and its purpose, which was boasted to have the power to destroy an Undead Empire.
He followed the Spider-transford Drow up through layers of heavily guarded checkpoints until they finally reached the top floor of the tower.
At a glance, Amberser saw that the top floor was a massive magic array, incorporating several powerful magic effects, mainly used for bloody sacrifices.
The Rose Spider Queen’s statue stood in the center of the magic array, and in front of the sculpture was a spider-shaped chair upon which a dark-skinned Drow beauty lazily sat.
She wore a revealing outfit reminiscent of spider webs, perfectly showcasing her bodily curves.
That’s just the nature of Drow—evil, yet alluring creatures.
It seed to be an unspoken rule of the land that important figures preferred to place their thrones in front of the statues of their worshipped deities, possibly giving them a sense of “the deity is watching over ” and borrowing the deity’s presence for added gravitas.
The Spider-transford Drow knelt humbly in front of the female Drow, reporting, “My master, the explosion has been confird to be real. It left the undead with a heavy loss, and a large number of slaves took the opportunity to escape. However, the cause of the explosion is not yet known.”
The female Drow sneered, “No need to investigate. The Spider Queen has told —it’s an undead conspiracy.”
Amberser frowned. This Rose Spider Queen was too disrespectful. How could she just tell these Drow about his plans?
That had to be against the rules.
Besides, how did this deity know? She had no powers of prophecy after all.
No deity is omniscient and omnipotent; surely not every scheming plot of Amberser’s would be detected by a deity. Rose was far from being Ogma, the master of knowledge.
But then the words of the female Drow shocked Amberser even further.
“Kill all those so-called slaves. There must be undead spies among them… oh no, bring them up here. I want to hold a new blood sacrifice, and I’m short on offerings. This ti, it won’t just be to welco the Spider Queen’s arrival; several goddesses will bless .”
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