Chapter 586 The Heart Flayer Is Coming (1W)
The stinging and twisting feeling enveloped Tyrael's whole body.
There was deep fear in his eyes.
The slippery tentacles slowly drilled in.
The intense pain made Tyrael scream wildly.
At the beginning, the pain of his head being stirred made him almost crazy.
But soon, Tyrael could not feel anything.
Every part of his body was no longer under his control.
He stared blankly, feeling a terrifying consciousness that was invading the ocean of consciousness.
The boundless darkness surrounded him from all directions.
His last sight was to see the unparalleled fear in the eyes of other elves!
Tyrael could not help but feel waves of despair in his heart.
He was scared!
All the training was useless at this moment.
The defense line of the mind was instantly broken.
He could even feel the tyranny of the Mind Flayer and the pride of tasting delicious food on the tentacles.
This direct "communication" of thoughts was filled with unspeakable pain and distortion.
It seemed to have touched Tyrael's fear.
The brutal monster did not swallow his head immediately.
Instead, it kept releasing stimulation to his mind, making Tyrael even more frightened!
More delicious!
Endless pain made him open his mouth and let out a final wail.
Bang!
There was a loud bang.
Tyrael felt a warm liquid splashing on his face.
The originally dark vision gradually recovered.
The tightly tied tentacles immediately loosened and his body fell down.
He crawled forward with all his strength and avoided the swing of the waving tentacles.
Tyrael turned around with difficulty and looked at the monster with bared teeth and claws. The pain in his head became more and more intense.
In the blurred vision, Tyrael saw what the terrifying monster looked like.
The nearly three-meter-tall body gave people a great sense of oppression.
The thin and long limbs brought a weird and twisted visual impact.
The dark brown magic robe was covered with complex and twisted enchantment patterns.
The four light tentacles growing from the mouth were stained with a little bit of bright red blood.
The octopus-like head suddenly lost a piece, as if something had bitten off a large piece.
Blood flowed out.
The gray-purple skin became extremely pale, and the only remaining eye showed astonishment and fear.
This is the Mind Flayer!
The terrible monster deep underground!
"Roar...!"
The surging psychic storm.
As the Mind Flayer screamed and roared again and again, it spread.
The two troll slaves standing beside it also ran towards the door of the cell under its control.
After making this series of responses, the seriously injured Mind Flayer had no intention of continuing to fight.
It tried to activate the life-saving magic props and escape from this dangerous area.
This is indeed the Mind Flayer in Tyrael's memory!
Cruel, cunning, cold, ruthless, keen on enslaving others, and like to eat brains.
Unless they are absolutely sure, they will not participate in direct battles, but will manipulate slaves to fight.
Once they encounter danger or realize that the situation is not right.
The mind flayer will decisively abandon these slaves to cover their own retreat.
In the eyes of these brutal mind flayers, everything is less important than their own lives.
However, the mind flayer in front of them is obviously not cunning and insidious enough.
Suffering a sudden attack, it is only ready to escape at this moment.
Tyrael's mind is blank. The moment the terrifying mental storm of the mind flayer spreads, he has already smelled the breath of death.
To die!
Puff!
An invisible sharp blade suddenly pierced the chest of the mind flayer, with dripping blood, and stabbed out fiercely.
It hurts!
The tenacious mind flayer is not dead yet.
The waving tentacles swept towards the back.
The surging heart energy impact also turned into a real spike, stabbing hard to the back.
Six-ring spell-Mind Whip!
Unfortunately, the person who did it was cruel and determined. While crushing its heart, he also swung his sword to cut off its head.
Finishing the knife is very important!
Suffering such a fatal injury, the mind flayer who was originally ready to fight hard died in an abrupt stop.
All the elves who saw this scene showed incredible joy in their eyes.
But before they could be happy for too long, the figure that appeared from the Lord of Nothingness made them fall into deep despair again.
Light gray skin.
A face very similar to that of an elf.
Pointed and slender ears.
All these explained her identity to these elven captives-the drow elves, their mortal enemies!
Tyrael, with waves of ecstasy in his heart, stared at the drow elves wiping their swords in amazement.
The weak hand tried to reach his head.
"If I take out my brain now, I should be able to commit suicide, right?"
The elves, who had just seen hope, fell into a deeper abyss of fear.
They had fought and come into contact with the forces of the underground world.
Naturally, they knew very well how terrible the torture and humiliation would be if the elves fell into the hands of the drow elves!
If they had a choice, they would rather die!
Unfortunately, they couldn't even die now.
They were tired and hungry, unable to even put up a decent struggle and resistance.
Tears of fear. Only one or two drops can be squeezed out.
Symbolizing the drying up of their hope in life!
Sera glanced at them calmly without showing any expression.
Noticing the troll who fell into temporary madness due to the death of the mind flayer, he approached him without hesitation.
Her speed was so fast that it was like a faint red afterimage flashing by. The two trolls who fell into a state of madness were beheaded.
Their tenacious vitality made their limbs struggle for a while before falling into silence.
Sera's crisp attack dashed all the elves' hopes.
Tyrell stared at Sera in disbelief as he walked over. The terrifying strength displayed by the other party far exceeded that of an ordinary Power Ranger.
Why is he so aware?
Tyrael is a Power Ranger himself!
However, hunger and pain left him powerless to resist.
Click!
Sera swung her sword and split open the steel cage that imprisoned the elves.
The invisible and insubstantial blade didn't even show the sparks of metal collision.
Facing their fearful eyes, Sera glanced at them coldly and said in a calm tone:
"If you don't want to die, stand up and follow me."
"More mind flayers are coming soon."
After saying that, Sera did not look at the trembling elves, took out the dagger from her waist, and started cutting the mind flayer's still wriggling tentacles.
Tentacles containing psychic power, after strengthening and processing with special techniques, can be made into magic props that enhance psychic spells and many spells.
The price of each tentacle is quite high, and the raw materials alone can be sold for 100,000 gold coins.
After being made into a magic prop, the price can be doubled.
Except for the Mind Flayer's iconic tentacles.
Thera also removed what was left of the mind flayer's other eye.
This thing can be used to make high-grade gems that protect the soul.
It is also another key source material for Ioun Stone.
Sera also took off the mind flayer's inner head.
The brain of this terrifying mind flayer appeared crystal clear.
It gives a very beautiful feeling.
But behind this beauty, there are terrible sins and fatal cruelty.
It can be used to make high-grade and rare potions, which is a very rare good item in the Netheril Empire's spell material market.
After processing the most valuable magic materials, Sera took off the mind flayer's mage robe without hesitation.
Under the panicked gazes of the elves, Sera looked at it carefully and put it in her bag with satisfaction.
Just for a moment.
The image of a drow who kills people and steals goods, breaks bones and sucks marrow, peels skin and cramps, and regards wealth as life, is vividly displayed in front of the elves.
The fear in their eyes became more and more obvious.
Seeing the three or four elves standing up, Sera nodded with satisfaction, took out a few bottles of stamina potions from the potion bag on her waist and threw them over:
"You're lucky, I got a good harvest today. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to save you elves!"
Tyrael could hear the word "elf" that Sera bit hard.
He took the potion that was thrown to him in a daze.
I saw "Stamina Potion" written in common language and square characters on it.
Tyrell didn't hesitate and drank it directly into his mouth.
In the past, Tyrell would never drink this very bitter potion.
He is trying to survive now. Without hesitation, I threw away pretentiousness, etiquette and other inappropriate thoughts.
The other elves were more hesitant. After seeing the signal Tyrael secretly sent them, they cautiously drank the stamina potion.
Feeling the warm power spread throughout his body, Tyrell regained some strength. He looked at Sera who stood up and was about to leave, and suddenly said with some shame:
"Can you give me a healing potion?"
"I'll give you a magic item in exchange."
As he spoke, Tyrell was about to pull off the Tree of Life leaf necklace that he regarded as a treasure.
Sera stopped leaving, glanced at him flatly, and noticed that the other elves had just regained their composure. I couldn't help but sneer:
"You're still okay, I hope you can survive."
"There's no need for things. I never take advantage of others' danger."
Of course, exceptions are made to enemies!
Taking the bottle of red potion, Tyrell did not see the words "healing potion".
Instead, he saw the words "Produced by Haiwan Ling, it must be a high-quality product."
Tyrell drank the blood-activating potion without hesitation.
Even if it is a bottle of poison, he will not hesitate!
Sera had exceeded his expectations by not killing or enslaving them.
As for deception, there is absolutely no need for the other party to go to all the trouble.
The information Sera revealed just now indicates that the Mind Flayer Empire is coming soon.
If they don't retreat, they may have to relive the nightmare of "having their heads knocked open and their brains eaten" again.
The brain is a good thing!
This was Tyrell's only thought after he almost lost his mind.
A warm feeling immediately surged throughout his body.
The weak body regained some strength.
He could feel the extremely severe itching coming from the wound on his head.
However, Tyrell didn't dare to scratch at all.
I'm afraid of picking out a piece of my brain.
When the effect of the potion wore off, Tyrael met several pairs of worried eyes.
And Sera, who was standing aside, had long disappeared.
His physical strength gradually recovered, and his keen perception began to return.
Tyrael sensed the faint roar coming from outside, and immediately said to the elves who had drunk the physical potion and recovered some physical strength:
"Hurry up and support them, we must leave as soon as possible, the mind flayer is coming soon."
Seeing the other dozen elves trembling, Tyrael reached out and slapped them in the face.
Noticing their panic and stunned expressions, he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"Now is not the time to cry, let's survive first."
"Let's go quickly, we must keep up with that drow elf!"
The elf supported his companion and followed Tyrael's footsteps.
Tyrael picked up the rusty and broken blade of the troll with difficulty and walked carefully to the door.
To his surprise, Sera did not go far.
Beside her, there were dozens of tall figures.
They are all drow elves!
No, there are three or four elves in the middle.
Although the light in this dungeon is a little dim.
But Tyrael is very sure that the three or four figures are indeed elves.
"Are the elves and drow mixed together?"
"Or have they been domesticated into slaves?"
Various complicated thoughts surged into his mind. Just when Tyrael was hesitant, a sharp and piercing shout came from afar.
Many elven captives escaped from the darkness.
They stared at the drow elves in the middle of the passage in horror, with a little hope and fear in their eyes.
Sera glanced at them coldly, and said in a calm tone:
"If you don't want to be caught by the mind flayers and become their playthings, slaves, or even food, then follow us honestly."
"We won't save those self-degrading wastes, so you'd better hurry up."
"In addition, I'll give you three minutes to eat some food and drink some water..."
After that, Sera nodded to Famiel, and then took a few tall gray elf transformed warriors to meet them.
The elves who had just come out of other cells looked at their passing figures in panic.
Hearing the fierce shouts and killings from behind, their brains didn't turn around for a while.
The drow elves are saving them?
How is this possible!
Many elves focused their attention on the few elves who stayed behind.
They tried to get some key information from these elves.
However, when they looked at the remaining dozens of drow elves, the fear in their hearts made them dare not approach.
Famiel glanced at them, took out several porridge buckets from the storage space, put down several buckets of soup, and said in a clear voice:
"Come and have some food and water, there are still two and a half minutes..."
Smelling the smell of soup, Tyrael gritted his teeth and walked over.
When passing by the drow elves, his breathing could not help but slightly heavier.
Who knows, the drow elves did not even look at him, but just calmly watched the battlefield in the distance.
Ignored!
They are all very strong!
The Mind Flayer is coming...
Looking at the bowl and spoon put together, Tyrael's eyes flashed with many thoughts, and he quietly took two mouthfuls of porridge and drank water in small sips.
Even if it was water without any taste, Tyrael still felt indescribably sweet and delicious when he drank it at this moment.
Seeing that Tyrael was fine. Those elves who drank the physical potion also hurried over.
They now understand.
If the drow really had "ideas" about them, they would have arrested them long ago, and there would be no need to do this.
Looking at the bland rice porridge, the elves subconsciously frowned, but still patiently took a few bites.
In any case, they would have no strength if they didn't eat.
They didn't want to die!
Especially after seeing many of their companions die tragically!
The remaining elves, seeing that they were not in trouble, also hurried over.
There were more than 100 elves gathered, and Famier only put down a few buckets.
With limited time, the elves had no intention of queuing up for porridge.
They crowded and pushed each other twice, and then immediately started to scramble.
Noticing the actions of these elves, Famier, who had expected it, blinked calmly.
Under the dual coercion of death and hunger, the elves will behave like other intelligent creatures and only take care of themselves first.
Of course, elves have always only paid attention to etiquette and elegance, and they value their own ideas and will more, and advocate freedom of thought and behavior.
Quarrels and shoving should also be part of freedom!
The other grey elves had no intention of speaking.
This was also part of the investigation.
There was no intention of speaking about the elves' confusion.
The battle in the distance ended quickly, and Sera, holding the head of a mind flayer, walked back with murderous intent.
Her face was a little unnatural. Although the mind flayer was very afraid of death, its strength was quite strong.
Even in the face of her sudden attack, he still cast two mind spells.
Even though Sera had received special training, learned combat expertise and skills to fight against mental spells, and possessed very rare mental protective equipment and props, she still suffered minor injuries.
Fortunately, these physical pains will recover soon.
She remembered the pain of the transformation operation in her heart, and these pains could have been ignored long ago.
With the continuous deepening of practice and understanding, Sera has a deeper understanding of the power of the transformed body.
When fighting, she also has more tactical options.
Of course, Sera likes the point that the trainer has always advocated.
Don't be superstitious about your body and strength!
The bodies of humans and elves are far from being strong!
The improvement of life energy and combat expertise is the power of professionals without a peak and upper limit.
This is also the biggest difference between extraordinary professionals and high-level professionals.
Sera glanced at the elves and didn't say anything about their chaos, allowing them to be self-hostile and chaotic.
At the beginning of the plan.
Sera thought that a careful plan was needed to make these elves obedient.
But it turned out that the territory had seen through these elves long ago.
They are also selfish. In the absence of a big environment, their psychological defenses will soon collapse.
A mob is not a concern.
At this time, Tyrael stood up and shouted to the chaotic elves:
"Calm down, you can't eat too much if you are hungry for a long time, just eat a little..."
These elves obviously recognized Tyrael's identity.
But the desire for food still made them unwilling to give in.
Tyrael, who had no choice but to command the soldiers who had just recovered their strength, pulled apart several elves who were fighting, and said earnestly:
"The amount of food is enough. If you quarrel, no one will get to eat, and everyone will die..."
The elves gradually regained their compatriots' anger, but they still separated.
Even if they were forced!
Seeing this scene, Famiel couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but couldn't help sighing in her heart.
She saw a worse essence.
The quality and education of ordinary elves have been "ignored" intentionally or unintentionally by the elves above.
What the Elf Council needs is the lower-level elves who can be better controlled.
In the better manipulated public opinion, let the lower-level elves follow their wishes.
Become a soldier!
Become a killer!
Become a victim of the plan!
The education of the noble elves has also begun to become self-contained.
Divide the interests based on the nobles and territories.
They care more about their own interests.
The Elf Kingdom, which originally united all the people to overthrow the tyranny of the Golden Elves, has disappeared unknowingly.
Even, it has begun to embark on the old path of the other party.
When he was in it, Famier could perceive these phenomena, but he couldn't explain why.
When he arrived in the Gulf Territory, everything was different!
About the composition of the country and territory, the system, the development of social classes and many other knowledge.
Let her "grow up" quickly.
She soon realized that the Elf Kingdom of Cole had been seriously ill without knowing it, and it was a terminal illness.
The Elf Council spread a big net and tried to cover the entire northern continent.
They used various means to influence and control other kingdoms and forces.
They seem to be omnipotent, but they have made too many enemies without realizing it.
A considerable number of the "hands-on, do-things" Kor elves have realized that something is wrong.
However, their power cannot compete with the parliament.
In order to achieve their goals, the Kor elves' methods have become more and more extreme.
After the radicals won a great victory, they arranged various terrible methods.
The various suppressions against the Netheril Empire are a key part of their plan.
They succeeded!
The Netheril Empire has lost a large number of people and resources in the past two years.
Even now, the Sevinton Parliament is still troubled by the orcs who are difficult to completely eliminate.
Even the demiplane controlled by the Netheril Empire is still making trouble.
Behind this, the Kor elves are indispensable.
However, just in the past two years, the Kor elves have given birth to such a terrible opponent as the Gulf Territory!
The counterattack created by the Gulf Territory has already caused a lot of losses to the Kor Elf Kingdom.
It is not difficult for Famier to imagine.
Over the years, the Kor elves have created so many incidents, and there will inevitably be some difficult to deal with tails and enemies.
Worry became reality!
The Bay Lord did not even intend to hide this big move from her.
Sera, who was communicating with her, made it clear:
"The better you do, the more elven captives will survive."
"But you have to know that it is best to keep this matter secret from the beginning."
"As for the future, we will not care."
Don't care!
This is the most terrifying!
Seeing Tyrael stand up, Famiel was happy and a little worried.
She suddenly felt that if Tyrael could survive, he should be able to bring her a lot of help.
At the same time, she was wary of Sera who came over.
Famiel was a little worried that she would think Tyrael was a threat.
For those who are threatening, the Kingdom of Cole Elf has always been determined to eliminate them.
Even if it is only a potential threat!
However, contrary to the expectations of all the elves, Sera did not make any move.
She just handed the spoils in her hand to Batum beside her.
The latter happily took it and handled various materials very skillfully.
The elves all looked at the tall and burly troll in fear.
Noticing the bone-cutting knife in his hand, a chill came to their hearts.
Cut the spoils today, what to cut tomorrow?
Three minutes had passed.
All the elves did not mention it very tacitly.
They regained order under Tyrael's shouting and scolding.
Every elf rushed to eat some porridge and drink some water.
Sera looked at them coldly and waved to the somewhat weak Tyrael.
What's the matter?
"Good job, keep it up!"
Tyrael, who had recovered some of his condition, saw Sera's appearance clearly, and he found the subtle differences between Sera and the drow elves.
The skin color was lighter, the body and skeleton were larger, and more threatening.
Tyrael is an expert in close combat.
He could vaguely feel that Sera had explosive power in her body.
However, in the glimpse just now, Sera had been using skills to fight.
This in itself was extremely unusual!
Sera turned her head and met Tyrael's eyes.
The latter quickly moved away, his heart beating slightly.
At this moment, bursts of shrill roars came from outside, and the entire ground began to shake violently.
Sera frowned, looked at the communicator, and said directly in a clear voice:
"We must retreat, the half-giant army under the command of the Mind Flayer is coming."
"If you don't want to die, then follow me."
"If you want to die, then stay here and wait to die!"
After that, Sera led the team to the depths of the dungeon.
Mind Flayer!
Half-giant army!
Most of the elves who heard the news were at a loss.
The elf civilians who had not paid attention to this aspect did not know about these terrible species in the underground world.
Even if they are very close to Black Duck Castle!
Just enjoy yourself at ordinary times, who cares about those things?
Is the party not fun?
Or is art not easy to do?
Tyrael knows it clearly.
He even knows the "actions" made by the Kor elves to weaken the Dwarf Kingdom.
Attack the mastermind of the Mind Flayer Empire!
This also angered the Mind Flayer Empire!
They woke up from underground and attacked the Gray Dwarf Kingdom and part of the Drow Elves.
Back then, the Mind Flayer Empire was able to fight against the two major forces of the Dwarf Kingdom and the Drow Elves on its own.
After thousands of years of reproduction and development, it has not only restored its past strength, but even surpassed it.
Now, they emerged from the underground world with endless anger.
As soon as they made a move. They severely damaged the Gray Dwarf Kingdom.
In front of many Kor elf messengers, they enslaved and controlled the Gray Dwarf King.
It was because of this sudden and tragic defeat that the entire Gray Dwarf Kingdom fell apart.
Now, the Mind Flayer Empire is no longer satisfied with occupying part of the territory of the Gray Dwarf Kingdom.
They need more slaves to restore their former glory.
Build a huge empire controlled by the Mind Flayers!
This information was not obtained by Tyrael from the army.
Although his identity is good. But he still cannot access such hidden secrets.
This is the memory fragment left in his mind when the Mind Flayer tried to devour his brain and communicate with him, but was suddenly fatally injured.
Tyrael knew that this was not a test by the Mind Flayer Empire!
Because the Half-Giant Legion has been dispatched.
It is one of the trump cards cultivated by the Mind Flayer Empire for thousands of years.
They are hybrids of earth giants and other creatures.
Although their intelligence is a little low, they have very strong physique and fighting talents.
The incomplete intelligence makes them more easily controlled by the Mind Flayers and become cannon fodder and slave warriors under their hands.
Every half-giant after adulthood has the strength of a high-level peak.
Some units specially transformed by the Mind Flayers.
Even have extraordinary peak, legendary level of terrible combat power.
A powerful army composed of high-level professionals is already strong enough.
Not to mention the strong racial talents of the half-giants, which can make them powerful heavy infantry with high attack, high defense and thick blood.
In the underground world lacking air combat power, the half-giant army controlled by the mind flayer is definitely one of the strongest armies.
If it were not for the limitation of food and the limitation of the number of mind flayers, the number of the half-giant army might be even more terrifying!
If you don't leave, you will definitely be crushed.
"I don't want to die yet!"
"You can't die!"
"I must pass the information back to the Cole Elf Council. The Mind Flayer Empire has a deadly plan!"
Tyrael gritted his teeth and looked at many confused elf compatriots.
He has recognized the identities of these elves. Most of them are residents of the enemy-occupied areas, and only a small number are former soldiers.
So he said loudly without hesitation:
"The Mind Flayer Empire is a more powerful evil existence than the gray dwarves and drow elves."
"Not only will they capture intelligent creatures as slaves, but they will also devour their brains and souls after using them..."
This is not Tyrael's threat!
He showed the terrible scar on the back of his head and told everyone the bloody truth!
The frightened elves followed his footsteps consciously.
For most intelligent creatures, following the "footsteps" of others is a very normal thing.
Noticing that these elves followed, Batum carefully recorded their data and reported it to Sera.
Sera was very calm after getting the data.
She already knew all the data of the elves very well.
She knew in detail how many muscles the elves had.
Where to attack to cause the most fatal wound!
In the underground laboratory of the Catachan demiplane.
Sera "stayed" with those sinful elves for quite a long time.
This is also the reason why she was entrusted with an important task.
The dungeon of the gray dwarves was built very large.
There are many creatures and slaves imprisoned in it.
There are elves, drow, dwarves, gray dwarves, ogres, trolls, minotaurs, Argonians, etc. More than 10 different creatures.
The further you go, the more slaves there are.
Some of Sera's men released all the imprisoned intelligent creatures early.
Most of the slaves dared not resist.
They were even very obedient to the orders of the drow.
There is no way!
Including all known dangerous magical creatures.
Drow are at the top of the "can't mess with the list" in the underground world.
There are also some terrible and dangerous magical creatures in the gray dwarf's cage.
Kill all the magical creatures without intelligence.
Sera commanded his men to take away the magic materials on them as quickly as possible.
Some of the intelligent magical creatures behaved very well in front of Sera.
They didn't want to be like the magical creatures next to them, who were skinned, pulled out, and had their bones removed after being killed by Sera and others.
It took about half an hour.
Sera explored all the dungeons of the gray dwarves.
A total of more than 1,000 slaves were gathered, including 400 elves.
As the number of slaves increased, the combat force of Sera's men also continued to increase.
A considerable number of them had just finished fighting and brought news that the Mind Flayer troops were getting closer and closer.
Tyra looked at the increasing number of his men around Sera.
There were more than 100 drow elves and more than 10 elves. More than 200 humans, seven or eight ogres, and more than 20 trolls.
There were many types, but they exuded the same momentum.
They had the same temperament, consistent movements, tacit cooperation, and a special flavor of standing.
Professional!
He could clearly feel that these warriors were very strong.
The uniform red leather armor on their bodies, the well-made enchanted weapons, and the rich variety of combat potions made him very envious.
What Tyra cared about most was the red leather armor on them.
He could sense extraordinary magical fluctuations and a very special power from the lines of the red leather.
That power was very similar to the psychic power released by the mind flayers, and it should be more defensive.
Obviously, these are protective equipment specially prepared for the mind flayers.
This fully shows that Sera and others are in a powerful force.
Moreover, they have made very thorough preparations for the emergence of the mind flayer empire.
Is it a city-state of the drow elves?
No, the drow elves are not so "friendly", and they will not prepare such good weapons and equipment for other slave warriors...
The same is true for the gray dwarf forces.
Moreover, they are more stubborn and xenophobic. Facing the attack of the mind flayer army, they chose to flee long ago.
They will not go to great lengths to manage the slaves in the cage.
Tyrael thought hard, but did not get any results.
He could only temporarily abandon this idea and devote more energy to managing his fellow elves.
He had learned that the elves under his command could bring him some benefits before they reached a certain number.
Tyrael was apparently trying to appease these elven captives, but in fact he was confirming their identities and abilities and selecting members who could fight.
In the dangerous underground world, only strength is the real voice.
Tyrael found more than 50 elven soldiers.
Although they had no weapons and equipment, they were in good condition, which made him relax a little.
Tyrael knew the drow elves very well.
Even if they really became slaves, the drow elves would "protect" those combat-capable units and groups.
Because this is their high-quality property.
Only by surviving first can we consider other things...
Facing a pair of confused, fierce, scrutinizing, and hesitant eyes.
Sera fiddled with the head of a ground dragon as if nothing had happened, showing off her strength and skills.
Confirmed that the captives were all "well-behaved".
Under the "watch" of the gray elf transformed warriors, they seemed quite "well-behaved".
Sera then said in a clear voice:
"Everyone is lucky, we just happened to run into them."
"And we rescued them before the Mind Flayer army arrived."
Famir released a magical image.
The slave army of the Mind Flayers captured the city of the Gray Dwarves and carried out massacres and sacrifices.
The horrific scenes and images made all the slaves and captives stare with wide eyes.
The insidious, cunning, terrifying, and weird Mind Flayers opened the heads of the Gray Dwarves alive and devoured their brains.
While it was disgusting, it also completely shocked everyone.
The images were more impactful than words!
Death was at hand!
The slaves and captives, who were originally thinking about their own things, immediately quieted down and stared blankly at the horrifying images in front of them.
Sera was very satisfied with their horrified expressions, with a very bad smile on her face, and shouted happily and wantonly:
"You are unfortunate again, the Mind Flayer army has surrounded us."
"The usual methods can no longer get out..."
There was a commotion among the captives.
Many captives discussed with each other, some of them showed deep despair in their eyes, and fell to the ground in self-abandonment.
Among them were many elves.
Tyrael frowned.
He did not sense any nervousness from Sera and the others.
Even if they were well-trained, they would never ignore life and death.
This meant that they must have a way to leave.
Tyrael relaxed a little and prepared to listen to what Sera wanted to say.
Bang!
A violent thumping sound came from the entrance of the dungeon.
The roars made the captives even more frightened.
Seeing this scene, Sera raised his eyebrows, asked the busy spellcasters a few questions, and showed everyone a malicious smile:
"Stay here and wait for death!"
"Or, step into the teleportation array together and work for us."
"Our requirements are not high. You can leave alive after working for us for 5 years."
"Of course, during these 5 years, you can get task rewards and basic living security."
"If you perform well and make enough contributions, you can terminate the employment relationship in advance."
"I want to make it clear here that if you don't want to agree, you can refuse now."
"But if you agree, and then think about regretting or running away..."
Sera put down his bloody head, his tone seemed very calm and impressive.
"The pain and torture you have suffered will definitely not be less than falling into the hands of the mind flayer!"
No one will doubt the truth of Sera's words!
If you stay, you will definitely die. If you go with Sera and others, you may still survive.
Compared to the terrifying and dangerous mind flayer, the restraint shown by Sera and his subordinates makes them more at ease.
The intelligent creatures that have survived to this day are not fools, and they all agree.
At this moment, the roaring roar is getting closer and closer.
The subtle movement of footsteps is transmitted to Tyrael's perception.
He clenched his fists, and a faint fear and uneasiness emerged in his heart.
The Mind Flayer is really here!
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