Their corpses transformed into undead creatures.

Obviously, Zuo Si deliberately asked Sazastan to do this to reduce the number of followers of the Mulhorandian pantheon and ensure that they could never shake the dominant position of the Faerunian pantheon in this continent.

The tragic massacre instantly triggered collective anger from top to bottom in the Mulhorand Empire.

The ruling group, which was still fighting among themselves and fighting for power, responded immediately and mobilized legions from the southern region to the north as quickly as possible. Many cities also started recruitment plans, and Galedan City even sent a group of mages to help.

In this way, an army of revenge was quickly formed.

For this reason, they even gave up control of the occupied area of ​​​​Unse, and transferred back more than 10,000 soldiers stationed there, a total of 8,000, leaving only 2,000 to barely guard the city and the fortress.

Unser's rebels also seized this opportunity and began to actively launch attacks to regain the lost territory.

Suddenly, the entire east of the continent was turbulent.

Of course, merchants from the West Coast Empire were inevitably involved in this war.

Sensing business opportunities, they almost immediately appeared in the palaces and mansions of various powerful figures in the Mulhorand Empire, or secretly reached agreements with the rebel leaders in the Unser region.

In short, this high-profile war has firmly attracted the attention of the entire Faerûn continent not long after it broke out.

Regional leaders who were originally worried that Serge would launch aggression against neighboring countries after reunification also breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially the Storm Queen Ximbu and the Threiman witches, who had been attacked by the red-robed mage, wished that Sazarstan and the Mulhorand Empire would fight for decades or hundreds of years, and it would be best for both sides to collapse together.

Because in their eyes, the Mulhorand Empire, which practiced slavery and had a strong tendency to expand, was not a good thing.

Just as the two great powers in the East were clashing passionately again, the drow girl Lirael had quietly entered a city that originally believed in the spider goddess Lolth.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The reason why I emphasize "once" is because it has now been occupied by rioting male mages and warriors. All the female priests have been killed, leaving only

Some women who also have no power or status are used as tools to vent their anger and desires.

This time, they are no longer mistresses enjoying the service of men, but slaves tied to the rack with chains, shackles and ropes to be ravaged.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lirael would never have imagined how terrifying it would be when a group that had been suppressed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years suddenly broke out and seized power.

Those men chanted the name of Velen, the dark elf god of conspiracy, frantically venting the anger in their hearts.

Many women who were placed in public were even tortured to death, and the corpses of many matrons and high-level priestesses were also magically made into things similar to pleasure golems.

If I had to use one word to describe the current state of this city, it would be crazy!

The ultimate madness!

"Damn! These guys just make me want to vomit. If Velen is allowed to lead the dark elves, it is better to continue to maintain the status quo."

Lirael resisted the nausea and vomiting in a low voice.

She could not imagine how these men would maintain the gender balance after killing all the women, and how they would reproduce and ensure that they would not perish due to population reduction.

But unfortunately, the drow men who have fallen into madness can no longer care about that much.

They just want to release the accumulated anger and depression in the most destructive way.

As for the consequences and the future, that's not what they want to think about right now.

Velen, the god of conspiracy, is obviously encouraging men to do this, in order to strengthen their own divine power and weaken their mother's control over the entire race.

It can be said that in the entire dark elf pantheon, except for Eilistraee, there is no god who truly considers the future of the entire ethnic group and sincerely hopes that they can live better and better.

But complaints are complaints, and Lirael has not forgotten her mission.

She very carefully used her cloak to cover her feminine features, and at the same time tightened her hood to cover her beautiful face, she crossed the street at a very fast speed and arrived in front of a very dilapidated looking house.

She didn't knock on the door, but cast a low-level detection spell.

moment!

A mysterious symbol appeared out of thin air in the corner of the wall.

Seeing this, Lirael's tense nerves relaxed a little. Then she looked left and right to make sure she was not being followed, and then silently recited a spell.

The next second...

Her petite figure disappeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the whole person appeared in a place that looked like a basement.

Through the drow's unique dark vision, she quickly noticed that the place was densely packed with underage children, girls to be exact.

Each of them looked stunned and terrified, and some were seriously injured or missing arms or legs and became disabled, lying on the ground curled up in a ball, shaking uncontrollably.

The indescribable visual impact almost made Lirael think that she had arrived at the church of Ilmat, the god of suffering in the surface world.

As a drow girl who often travels to the surface world for wandering and adventure, she has visited this benevolent and kind-hearted church of God more than once and donated money to it very generously.

On the one hand, this is because Ilmat's followers do not discriminate against dark elves, nor do they think that dark skin and silver hair represent evil and cruelty, and are willing to talk to them in a friendly manner.

On the other hand, I admire from the bottom of my heart these people who do good deeds selflessly without asking for anything in return.

It was from Priest Ilmat that Lirael learned what true kindness is.

It's just that she doesn't understand why there are so many little girls suddenly in this place that was originally the secret stronghold of the followers of the dark girl Eilistraee.

Many of them are nobles who wear family crests and emblems.

While the drow girl was looking around with a puzzled look, a female priest wearing the Holy Emblem of Eilistraee suddenly walked out from next door.

The moment she saw Lirael, she quickly put down what she was holding and exclaimed: "You...are you the chosen one who the goddess told me in her dream that you would come here?"

"Yes, my name is Lirael, nice to meet you. By the way, what's going on with these girls?"

The drow girl first introduced herself, and then looked around with doubtful eyes.

If she calculated correctly, there were at least forty or fifty underage girls here.

Upon hearing this, the pastor immediately replied with a wry smile: "They are all children who survived the riot before.

Some are nobles and some are commoners.

Although I didn't want to get involved in the beginning.

But seeing them being chased, raped, humiliated, and mistreated by those crazy men, he couldn't help but save them all and bring them back here.

After all, the goddess has taught us to be tolerant, kind, and kind, and to do our best to help the weak.

What's more, they are just a group of children and have not yet been poisoned by the Spider Queen's evil thoughts and teachings.

I think maybe we can guide them to believe in the great dark maiden and become one of us."

"But the problem is...how can you feed them with so many people?

You know, everything is in complete chaos outside now.

It's dangerous to even go out on your own, let alone get food and water.

In addition, letting them hide in this small place for a long time is not an option.

They are people, not animals, and they need privacy and their own space."

Lirael held her forehead and showed a painful expression.

She could understand the other party's desire to save these girls, but she ignored the most important point, which was whether he had such ability.

Because she had been with Zuo Si for a while, she did not have the unrealistic romantic spirit like other believers in Eilistraee, believing that there were always more solutions than difficulties, and that as long as she persisted, things would definitely turn around.

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This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But in fact, these people are often the first to die when they encounter real danger and suffering.

Because reality is always more cruel and desperate than imagined.

Especially if you do not consider your own abilities when doing good deeds, if you are not careful, you may do bad things with good intentions, or even turn into a terrible disaster.

Based on the situation at hand, if it was just to save a few people or a dozen people, Lirael would never say another nonsense.

But the number of people rescued now obviously exceeds the endurance limit of this secret stronghold and the opponent's ability.

If left unchecked, once food and drinking water are insufficient, not to mention the spread of religious doctrines that lead to conversion, it may trigger their deep-rooted sense of competition and eventually lead to an unusual internecine fight.

Even killing weak girls and feeding on their flesh and blood.

Don't think this is alarmist or a joke.

Rather, it is the result that will inevitably occur when the triggering conditions are met.

Because this is how the mother of the dark elf taught her children since childhood.

Except for those lucky ones like Drizzt who were taken away by their biological father Zaknavan when he was very young and escaped death, basically no one was spared.

In particular, the dark elves have a tradition of attaching more importance to women than men, which leads to the fact that women basically grow up under the eyes of their mistress or older sister and are sent to the Spider Academy to receive priest training.

So some of the girls present may have tasted the blood of slaves or even brothers and sisters.

"I...I never thought about it. I thought your arrival could help me solve these problems..."

The female pastor seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem, and she suddenly became very nervous, anxious and uneasy.

"Oh my God! I'm not here to solve your trouble. I'm going to Menzoberranzan to complete a very important task. But what do you want me to do now?"

Lirael was obviously a little crazy.

Although strictly speaking, she could have just taken the things and left regardless of the mess.
To be continued...