Chapter 678: Melting Wax Demon

Raistlin went with Izzet and Tiberon to the Moonlight Church gathering.

The three of them made disguises. Tiberon and Izzet used potions to change their appearances. Raistlin performed Transfiguration. His stature became a few centimeters shorter, his pale skin became darker, his eyes were sharp and gloomy, and he put on leather armor, waist A long sword hangs in the middle, like a real drow warrior.

Looking at the drow warrior in front of him, Taboron couldn't help admiring secretly.

If he hadn't witnessed Raistlin's transformation process with his own eyes, even if he had rich experience, he would not be able to see through this disguise.

"Let's go."

With a wave of his hand, Raistlin opened any door.

Three drow warriors came out of any door and appeared in a shadowy corner a few hundred meters from Tiberon's house.

Taboron recognized the direction and whispered, "Follow me."

Then he walked out into the street openly.

Izzyt and Raistlin followed behind him like the servants of a nobleman.

Walking on the streets of Menzoberranzan, Raistlin's face was calm, but his eyes were collecting all the information he saw.

Just entering the night, most places in the city are very quiet, there are not many pedestrians on the street, almost all drow civilians.

Some drow drove the slaves back from outside the city, and the snake's head whip whipped them from time to time, leaving bloodstains on the slaves.

The number of slaves was far more than drow, the difference was several times, but none of the slaves dared to resist. The hard work exhausted their physical strength, their faces were numb, and their steps were staggering. Sometimes they didn't respond much to whips.

When the noble-dressed Tyberon passed by, the drow overseer whipped the slave and stepped out of the way.

Drow commoners, who would kill slaves, bowed their knees and trembled when facing the nobles, and lowered their heads one by one, not even daring to look at Tiberon.

The status gap between commoners and nobles seems to be greater than that between slaves and commoners.

Menzoberranzan's strict hierarchy can be seen from this.

Raistlin secretly sighed, seeing what a real slave society really is. In this world where great power belongs to itself, slaves have almost no chance of overthrowing their masters, and there is no hope, only a dead end.

The kingdom built by Rose, the Spider Queen, cannot tolerate any warmth and kindness.

Those who are soft-hearted cannot survive in the drow city, which shows the value of people like Izzet and Tiberon who are oriented towards the light.

Of course, they can stick to the conscience in their hearts, and they cannot do without the support of the good god.

Without the dark maiden and her moonlight church to shelter the good drow, they would soon be wiped out, or sunk into the evil camp.

After all, only gods can fight gods!

A sudden realization came to Raistlin.

The area of ​​Menzoberranzan City is equivalent to a district of Modu. Soon after, the three of them crossed half of the city and arrived at the meeting place.

It is located in the commercial district in the south of the city, and it is a rare bright spot in Menzoberranzan City at night.

Many drow civilians, merchants, and mercenaries, as well as some foreign caravans that have been chartered by the upper echelons of the city, gather in this area consisting of several streets to have fun, and taverns, hotels, brothels, and shops are crowded The streets are full of people, and there are many foreigners besides the drow. It is the most dynamic place in Menzoberranzan.

The three of Taboren walk into a brothel.

He was very familiar with this place, so he sent away the female elf who came forward to greet guests, and went directly through the front building into the courtyard behind.

Raistlin's Voice of All Things heard gasps and screams, one after another, something that seemed like pain, partly like extreme joy, mixed with strange noises.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped……

The all-seeing eye pierced through the wall and saw whips flailing, whipping naked flesh.

"Well……"

He looked around and found that whipping service was not a unique phenomenon, those dark elves enjoyed this strange hobby very much, and used it for fun during mating.

Whipping is just the most conventional method, and there are more heavy-tasting ones.

Really know how to play!

Raistlin complained in his heart, and couldn't help but look more curiously, and found that most of the people who were whipped and ravaged were male drow, and the perpetrators were almost all female drow.

This role reversal made him stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

This is not a brothel at all, but a duck shop!

Those female drows are all prostitutes, while the male drows are the technicians. They are responsible for picking up customers, serving women, and being whipped, tied up, dripped with wax, and fucked... They are at the bottom of the mating chain.

After thinking about this point, Raistlin suddenly felt that his eyes were too hot, and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Tiberon beside him.

This guy is so familiar with the duck shop, he can't be a frequent visitor here, right? Uh...he has a wife, probably not.

Raistlin was thinking boredly, and saw Tiberon enter the room in the courtyard. Blood-red curtains hung down from the ceiling, dividing the room into several spaces. Some kind of sandalwood was burning on the exquisite wooden frame, and the air It becomes sweet and refreshing.

The room was filled with a charming atmosphere, and some kind of spiritual circle was arranged on the wall, which magnified this inner desire.

Fortunately, all three of them are legendary and above powerhouses, so they are almost unaffected.

Tybern lifted a thick blanket and twisted a wooden frame in the corner, and the floor slid away, revealing the entrance to an underground passage.

He walked in without hesitation.

Raistlin and the others followed the passage, and found that it was a spacious secret room more than ten meters deep underground, with a big soft bed in the middle.

There are many tools neatly placed on the table in the corner. There are seven or eight whips of various shapes and lengths, as well as magically treated ropes, iron clips, Mr. Horn, aphrodisiac potions, etc., and more Strange stuff.

Seeing the weird expressions on the faces of Izzet and Raistlin, Tiberon explained awkwardly: "There are such secret rooms in Menzoberranzan's brothels, allowing guests to fully enjoy their privacy. It is very safe, and it is just for us. secret meeting."

Ezzet had grown up in Menzoberranzan and was no stranger to it.

"oh."

Raistlin nodded back, expressionless.

His eyes swept over the messy tools on the table, a few of them could guess their uses, and the rest didn't know how to use them at all...

The all-seeing eye scanned the chamber, and it was, as Taboren said, very secret. This secret room is equipped with a sound-proof force field, and a rune circle that covers up magic fluctuations and prevents spell detection. As long as the secret room is not collapsed, no matter how loud the noise is here, the outside cannot be heard.

Izzet also carefully checked every corner of the secret room.

Taboren pushed the big middle bed to the corner, put it together with the table, and pulled up the sheet to cover the things on the table, which made him feel better and less awkward.

"They should be here soon."

A few minutes later, there was a sound from the passage above the secret room.

A male drow came down. He was wrapped in a black cloak, with a silver-white mask on his face, revealing only a pair of lavender eyes. After entering, a brisk voice came from under the mask: "The moonlight shines you."

This is a greeting among followers of the Dark Maiden.

Tybern responded gracefully, "May the lady bless my brother."

Drow nodded and stood aside.

Raistlin had been watching him with the eyes of the soul since he came in, and even though he hid it well, the eyes of the soul could still see through everything easily. This is a young high-ranking drow warrior with outstanding talent. The flame of faith in his soul is pale white, like a peaceful moonlight, which is exactly the same as that of Tiberon, proving that he is a follower of the Dark Maiden.

The young drow came in on high alert, not letting up until Tyberon responded.

After half an hour, drows entered the secret room one after another.

Every drow has made a disguise. They either wear masks and black scarves, or have undergone disguise transformations, very carefully concealing their true identities.

But in front of the eyes of the soul, there is nothing to hide.

Raistlin watched every drow that came in, a dozen or so in total, mostly men, only two or three were female drow. They all have quite impressive strength, at least mid-level drow warriors, rangers and assassins, and even two male drow mages.

Menzoberranzan only allows women to learn spells, and the men who can be admitted to the Wizard Academy are all talented wizards and wizards.

As there were more and more drow in the secret room, the atmosphere became more relaxed.

The followers of the dark girl are all kind-hearted people, so you don't have to be as cautious as usual when getting along, and you have to think twice even if you say a word, for fear of revealing your own details in front of outsiders.

Here, you can release your nature with confidence.

The members of the Moonlight Church trusted each other like real brothers and sisters. Gradually, a few drow chatted in low voices, full of joy. It is this feeling that cannot be experienced in the dark elf society that attracts the kind drow to follow the dark girl.

Although they hide their identities every time they meet, they all remember each other's appearance in disguise. Some drows who are closer to each other also have contacts in private and help each other.

As an organizer, Taboron also had a smile on his face.

He counted the number of people, frowned and asked, "Hasn't Candice arrived yet?"

A dozen drows looked at each other, but no one responded.

They are all middle-level members of the Moonlight Church, responsible for delivering news and developing believers. Each drow has several lower-level believers, ranging from two or three to more than a dozen, covering the entire Menzoberranzan. more than one hundred and fifty brothers and sisters.

For each secret meeting, the participants have a code name.

Candice is one of them. This is a very common name in drow, and even if it is spread out, it will not reveal its identity.

Just as Tiberon was about to ask again, a clear female voice sounded from outside the passage of the chamber of secrets.

"Your Excellency Nighthawk, I'm late."

A female drow in a dark robe walked in. She didn't wear a mask, showing a beautiful face, with long silver hair hanging down to her ankles, and a red magic wand in her waist. She showed a swaying mature style as she walked. .

Taboron breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Candice, I thought something happened to you."

He values ​​Candice very much and knows her true identity.

Candice is a drow aristocrat, born in Menzoberranzan City's fifth-ranked Kenuphon family, and a legendary mage with a very high status. She may even hope to compete for the family mistress in the future. If she can break into the ruling council, the importance to the Moonlight Church is self-evident.

"Thank you, Lord Nighthawk, for your concern."

Candice, dressed as a mage, bowed to Taboron, turned her eyes, looked at the two drow warriors beside him, and said in surprise: "Why haven't these two gentlemen seen?"

Tiberon was about to answer when he heard a surprised cry.

"Um?"

It was Raistlin who made the sound, staring at the entrance of the secret room, and seemed to have discovered something important.

Taboron was immediately attracted and looked towards the entrance.

Candice also turned around, and the drows in the secret room became tense and their attention was attracted, but the entrance of the passage was empty, and no abnormalities were found.

Got it!

He's tricking us...

This thought flashed through the minds of the drows, and as soon as they turned their heads, out of the corner of their eyes, they saw a straight silver staff appearing in the hand of the unattractive drow warrior, raising his hand to cast spells instantly.

A dark green ray burst from his fingertips.

Dissociation!

The corner of the nearest Taboron's eyes twitched, before he understood what was going on, the dark green ray had already shot Candice in front of him.

The female drow mage screamed, and a shield appeared on her body.

However, the power of this dissociation technique far exceeded her expectations. The shield burst like a bubble when it came out, and the dark green rays sank into her body.

Candice trembled all over.

She failed to withstand the dissociation technique, and her body turned into powder and scattered.

Till this moment, neither Tiberon nor Drow understood why Raistlin made such a sudden move. Just as they were about to ask questions, the powder that Candice had been dissociated into suddenly roiled, exuding a disgusting stench, and turned into a ball in a blink of an eye. Black mist.

The thick black mist spread, and a sharp roar came from inside.

A big scarlet eyeball looms in the mist, and the mist shrinks from time to time, forming a mass of mud-like fluid around the eyeball, with snake-like tentacles sticking out.

These tentacles hardened, turning into hard jointed limbs, supporting a huge black spider.

Before the spider form stabilized, it turned into the image of a beautiful female drow, screaming in pain, as if it was resisting some serious injury.

These changes happen in almost a second.

"Molten Wax Demon!"

The drows in the secret room were terrified, subconsciously retreated, and a few timid drows almost ran away from the door.

Taboron's complexion also changed drastically.

Candice turned out to be a melting wax demon, he didn't see it at all.

In the Underdark, especially in the society of the dark elves, the Waxmelt is an existence that is distasteful. They are demons from the bottomless abyss, proficient in transfiguration, and can change at will between female drow, mutant spider and mist forms.

However, the reason why the drow are afraid of waxmelts is because they are all servants of Lolth, the spider queen.

The priests of the Spider Church respectfully call the Waxmelt the Maid of Rose.

A Rose maid turned into Candice and sneaked into the secret meeting of the Moonlight Church. Then, there is no need to think about the real Candice's current situation.

Are the siblings exposed?

Tiberon didn't dare to think about it, and immediately drew out his long sword to attack the badly injured Waxmelt, but someone moved faster than him.

A huge phantom of the labyrinth enveloped the Waxmelt Demon, shrinking it, and teleporting it into the void.

Around Raistlin appeared twelve Raistlins, each cast a portal, and said to the drow, "Go, the outside is surrounded."