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Chapter 77: Happy Fasting Feast

The narrow tunnels extending in all directions emitted faint sickly lights, illuminating Brian's path forward.

Just when the two were about to exit the tunnel, Brian suddenly made a stop gesture to Hesiah.

The two of them hid in the shadows together and looked out of the tunnel.

Although there was nothing within Brian's sight except cold rocks and shimmering fungi, he heard sounds in the air from time to time, like some kind of sharp cackle.

Voice.

"It's the Quasai Demon among the demons of the abyss." Brian met the sword mage's puzzled gaze and told her his discovery through telepathy.

Quasai demons can also be called "little devils", which are very similar to the little devils in Baator Hell.

They are most likely to serve spellcasters of the chaotic evil alignment, serving as advisors or spies.

In its true form, the Quasaimon is approximately 2 feet tall and looks like a tiny humanoid with sharp horns and bat wings.

In addition to being able to cast invisibility spells on themselves at will, they also have the supernatural ability to transform various small animals.

Apparently, some powerful derro scholars have tamed some quasei as their familiars.

In the Vortex Stone Tunnel, these little devils can just use the network of narrow passages in the cave to transmit information between territories and conduct reconnaissance work.

From the sounds of play in the air, he judged that this should be a playground for these little devils to take a break from their busy schedule.

Brian signaled Hesiah to hide here and not move rashly. He took out a handful of mica powder, threw it into the air outside the tunnel, and whispered a spell.

——"Second-level spell: Flash Dust!"

In an instant, in the dim light environment, a cloud of golden particles enveloped the area where the invisible little devils were playing, and the five little devils were outlined with shimmering outlines by the golden dust particles.

The little devils, who were covered in gold dust and blinded, screamed in horror and fled in all directions like a flock of frightened birds.

The moment the two demons turned around, they hit a hard stone wall and fell to the ground with a bloody head.

The other two collided with a soft mushroom handle, and the last one just happened to catch the volley sword controlled by Brian, and blood spilled on the spot.

Three cold lights flashed.

Of the remaining four little devils, three were killed by Brian, and he deliberately left the last one alive and trampled it under his feet.

"Who is your master?" Brian asked coldly, "Where are they hiding and what is their purpose?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, mortal." The little devil rolled his cunning eyes and said to him fearlessly:

"My master is the chosen one of my lord Graz'zt, Saris Silversong. They have repaired an obelisk. My lord's fear and darkness will soon come to you. Tremble, you insignificant mortals.

.”

Salise Silver Song?

When Brian heard this familiar name, his deep eyes couldn't hide the look of surprise.

"Be afraid, you insignificant mortals." The little devil said proudly, "Unfortunately, you are already late. Cherish every minute and second you have left."

Hesiah on the side frowned, and she noticed the change in Brian's expression.

This familiar look made her realize that he might have encountered some kind of problem, or that the arrogant little devil at his feet was telling the truth.

Salise Silver Song?

She secretly repeated the name of the little devil's master, and found that both the surname and the pronunciation of the first name indicated to her that the little devil's master was most likely an elf.

Does he know this elf?

Hesiah looked at Brian who had just come back from his deep thoughts.

"So, your master is the golden elf from Evergathering Island."

Brian smiled and looked at the arrogant demon at his feet, "If what I expected is correct, then your name is Severil. I am right."

"You...how did you know?"

The arrogant little devil finally stopped pushing and looked at Brian in surprise.

"It seems they are really the same person." Brian put away his smile, did not answer its question, and chose to end the demon's life.

Without explaining too much, he signaled the sword mage beside him to set off and walked straight towards the deepest part of the vortex stone tunnel.

After going uphill for a while, they came to a spacious cave.

The lights here are bright, making people feel like they are under the sun. The radiation of the earth veins and the soft light of the phosphorescent fungi are intertwined, illuminating the naturally formed rock steps on the central platform of the cave.

Brian noticed that the reason why the light was so bright was more like some kind of composite natural phenomenon.

It comes from phosphorescent fungi growing on stone walls and is enhanced by the repeated emission of natural crystals.

There was no one in the bright cave, and the most conspicuous thing was an obsidian altar shrouded in black air, with a red dragon egg that had turned dark red on it.

There is no doubt that this red dragon egg is the one lost by Argotus.

The strange changes taking place in the dragon egg are proving to Brian that the demon lord Graz'zt is definitely planning to use the dragon egg to create an evil red dragon with both the power of the abyss and the blood of a true dragon.

At the same time, directly behind the obsidian altar, there is a 50-foot-tall obelisk.

The smooth black metal surface of the tower stele is incomplete. It seems that an obvious gap has been cut out in some way, and some obscure and mysterious runes are engraved on the surface.

Through the arcane knowledge he mastered, Brian saw that this mysterious obelisk could actually absorb magic power and radiation from the earth's veins.

It was not as he imagined that he would use this tower to spread the evil power of the demon lord and drive the entire residents of Aldus King City into madness.

Thinking of this, he looked at a cave in the deepest part of the cave.

Faintly, some obscure evil hymns came from inside.

at this time.

A derro dwarf wizard came out of the deep cave. He stood next to the obelisk, reaching out and gently stroking the surface of the tower.

Suddenly, the obelisk emits a flash of light, causing the soft light radiating from the earth veins around the cave to expand instantly.

At the same time, the dark aura lingering on the obsidian altar suddenly became a little more solemn.

Seeing this, the Derro dwarf wizard quickly picked up a parchment scroll from the ground, screamed with excitement, and then ran towards the secret room deep in the cave.

"What should we do next, break in?" Hesiah looked away from the disappeared Derro dwarf wizard and looked at Brian next to her.

"There is a demon lord's chosen one inside, which we cannot deal with." Brian looked at the obelisk thoughtfully and said to the sword mage, "Now is not the time to show up, let me do some reconnaissance first.

"

After speaking, he took out a bottle of psychic resistance potion obtained from the gray dwarf alchemist, drank it in one gulp, and gained a 2-point Will save that lasted only ten minutes.

Then, he summoned his spiritual crystal servant, and through his mind link ability, he let him go check it out on his behalf, and transmit the picture into his mind at all times.

Brian signaled Hesiah to protect himself, then closed his eyes, transferred his consciousness to the spiritual crystal servant, and controlled it to float silently deep into the cave.

After a trance.

He saw a sacrificial chamber inside, with lighting torches on the ledge emitting hazy purple light, creating an illusory atmosphere.

Even though he had no sense of smell, he could still feel the smell of incense and blood intertwining in the air.

The surrounding stone walls are covered with evil graffiti, depicting a creepy abyssal demon spreading violence and tempting mortals to fall.

Although the lighting provided was insufficient, the group of people lying around the altar could still be clearly distinguished.

Their clothes were disheveled, their limbs were entangled without hesitation, and obscene words were frequently spoken.

Brian discovered that, except for the derro dwarf wizards he had killed, all the remaining wizards from the Council of Scholars had gathered here.

Half of the wizards among them have reached about level three in strength.

He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he didn't rush in with Hesiah rashly.

Then, he set his sights on a huge obsidian altar located in the middle of the hall.

Beside the altar were piles of bones, and a human body on top of the altar made him look straight in his eyes.

This is an elf with no clue.

She was lying on Graz'zt's altar, bound by chains, and her plump body carried a fatal allure, making people's desires rise.

The sultry air seemed to stick to her skin, making her sweat profusely, and her full chest rose and fell rapidly with her rapid breathing.

At this moment, the derro dwarf wizards under the altar stood up one after another and surrounded the huge obsidian altar.

Suddenly, chanting sounded.

"Sa, Graz'zt, Saza, Saza, Graz'zt, Saza, Ruzaza! Saza, Ruzaza!"

The evil chants, as low as ghosts, seemed to come from the bottomless abyss of a distant evil plane, echoing in this sacrificial chamber full of depravity.

"My lord Graz'zt, come...come!" On the altar, the female elf bound by iron chains breathed heavily: "My lord Graz'zt, come...enjoy our lives, come

Come and enjoy us..."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Gradually, the darkness became deeper and deeper, the temperature continued to increase and the air became duller. Brian began to realize that a pair of white eyeballs glowing green seemed to be looking down in the darkness.

This feeling made his mind a little blurry.

As a rational wizard, he never knew what fear was, but he suddenly felt the panic in his heart.

This feeling made him unable to think, as if all his strength and confidence had dissipated in this moment.

Brian looked startled, and quickly controlled the spiritual crystal servant, using "Space Slide" to escape from the sacrifice room as quickly as possible.

However, what made him unbelievable was that even after leaving the sacrifice room, a projection that made him breathless for an instant still appeared in his mind.

He saw a solid black chest and a pair of strong ram legs. The demon's face was sharp and angular, as strong and handsome as an elf king, and mixed with the unique cruelty and evil of a murderer.

The demon appeared condescendingly throughout the sacrificial chamber, floating in front of the female elf.

I saw the demon's phantom opening its strong arms, as if it was seeking strength from the darkness and had achieved a certain wish.

Hot flames spurted out from the demon's phantom body, filling the evil sacrifice room.

All the Derro dwarf wizards who were kneeling deeply on the ground looked shocked, obviously not expecting this situation at all.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!..."

The cultists screamed in despair, and they were all reduced to ashes in the flames.

With the death of the cultists, the demon's shadow became a little more solid.

"You are mine, Saris Silver Song." The demon's shadow looked down at the female elf on the altar: "Accept my brand and accept the fact."

When the demon phantom suspended a six-fingered palm above the body of the female elf who was bound by chains.

There was a clear trace of fear in her expression, and she flinched at the touch, but her body involuntarily twisted in response to desire, as if she longed to be touched.

…………

Brian regained consciousness and looked at a series of code-like Will saving throws that appeared in his retinas one after another. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he actually witnessed an evil ritual in which a demon lord transformed a servant.

In this regard, he could only secretly rejoice that he had evacuated in time, drank the psychic resistance potion in advance, and upgraded the "Mind Blank" power to the highest level.

Otherwise, the people who eat melons are likely to be burned to death by the hot fire of desire.

"Walk!"

After calming down, Brian's expression condensed, and he immediately opened a portal, dragging Hesiah and disappearing together.

"Where are you going?" The sword mage who came out of the portal looked at Brian in confusion.

"When the evil ritual is over and the demon lord's projection disappears, we can go over and check again." Brian looked at the location of the obelisk and said to her solemnly.

Now, the evil ritual of the demon lord transforming his slaves is being carried out over the obelisk. If they enter rashly, they will die.
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