September 10th.

Morning.

Underworld.

Dry and windless.

The hot lava river spits out bubbles after bubbles.

The pungent sulfur smell continues to spread to the surroundings.

A drow transport team passed briskly across the lava river.

The drow guards looked around cautiously to make sure there was no danger, then continued to follow the team and disappeared here.

Several guards looked at their leaving figures and returned to the post very unhappy.

The other drow elves go to catch prey and seek wealth, but they are the only ones squatting here to get moldy.

"Who will attack us?"

Almost every drow sentry has similar thoughts.

In this specially cleared passage, there are only very few prey for their entertainment.

However, surprises are often unexpected.

More than 10 tall figures quietly jumped out of the darkness and wiped their necks very simply.

The slender and powerful palm immediately pinched their mouths.

The sharp knife turned to the back and pierced the back of the head.

The six drow sentinels were killed like livestock before they even had time to tear open the warning scroll.

The enemy who took action knew their behavior and habits very well and did not allow them to react in any way.

After taking a look at the corpses around her, Sera slowly walked out of the shadows and gently shook the poison-extracting dagger.

Behind her, 12 surviving drow warriors were silently cleaning up the corpses and traces.

Sera is not worried about them escaping at all. These drow transformed warriors have all submitted certificates of surrender.

To put it simply, under the leadership of Sera, they all betrayed their belief in the evil god Rose and switched to the command of the goddess of magic.

In the world of drow.

Assassination of siblings?

No problem!

As long as you leave no evidence, everyone will recognize your success.

Assassinate a competitor?

Well done!

As long as you are not caught, no matter how bloody the murder is, it can be treated as if it never happened.

Assassinating the Elf Mistress?

Amazing!

Drow who don’t want to be a mistress will be killed by the mistress sooner or later!

However, even in the drow city-state where there are no taboos.

There are also things that you cannot do.

Don't mess with Rose!

That’s the horror and despair that won’t let you rest until death!

Therefore, just like the betrayal advocated by Rose, these drow warriors have no psychological burden at all towards betrayal.

In particular, they learned that under the "recommendation" of Lord Matthew, they submitted enough "soul fragments" and thus obtained the "mark" of the goddess of magic.

Their souls after death will escape from Rose's clutches and return to the divine kingdom of the goddess of magic.

Now that their worries have been resolved, they will have no pressure at all.

Even though they have only been released for more than ten days, they still enjoy the relaxed life in the Gulf Territory.

Sera turned to look at the direction the transport team was leaving, and ordered in a cold voice:

"A team of 4 people. After discovering the enemy, don't rush to attack. Notify other teammates."

"You have to remember that we are not fighting alone."

"Maybe we can save more drow elves!"

After saying this, Sera disappeared into the darkness again. The super-level shadow cloak on her body was exactly the equipment Matthew prepared for her.

In addition to the drow team led by Sera, a high-level cleanup team from adventurers is removing the drow outposts along the way one by one.

Their methods are very skillful. First they set up a set of communication bans, then they put on a silencing barrier, and finally they used more to bully the less.

Six or seven drow elf sentries are usually besieged by more than 40 high-level adventurers.

They didn't even have time to call the slaves before they were all "cleaned up".

For every drow they kill, they will receive a reward of 100 gold coins.

You can be as ruthless as you want to strike.

The actions of the four channels were carried out in different districts at the same time.

It only took 20 minutes to resolve the battle.

"These 40,000 gold coins are worth it. The drow camp has not made any moves, so it must be that they are not aware of it."

Arnold smacked his lips excitedly, stared at the quiet drow camp not far away, and said expectantly:

"The surrounding passages have been secured, and we can notify the bait to start."

Three minutes later.

A team of about two hundred adventurers, carrying a large amount of supplies, carefully groped their way along the periphery of the underground space.

In order to rush on their way, they even consumed a precious group invisibility scroll.

This spell scroll allows them to maintain group invisibility for 10 minutes.

During this period of time, they were able to successfully avoid the observation of the drow camp and successfully sneak into the dark path nearby.

However, they underestimated the "vision" of the drow.

A post lying in ambush on the trail discovered their traces and immediately sent a notice to the camp.

Soon, a slave team of nearly 3,000 people rushed out from one side of the camp and headed straight for another team of adventurers.

Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, the adventurer team pretended to be delayed and immediately rushed out 10 modified warriors.

Under the unbelievable gaze of the drow elf sentries, they easily broke through the defense line of more than 200 gnoll slaves and rushed in front of them.

The average challenge level of these drows, which did not exceed level 9, did not even have a chance to escape. They were captured by the extremely fast transformed warriors.

The army of slaves who were ready to bite the hook did not taste the delicious food they imagined. Instead, they were greeted by hundreds of heavy bows and crossbows.

Pfft!

Click!

"Ah..."

"Kill it!!"

"There is an ambush..."

"..."

The drow who commanded this slave army looked at the small number of adventurers and still gritted their teeth and tried to take the risk.

Anyway, it was just her slave who died.

Then, two armies with more than 5,000 troops came over from the rear on the left and right sides.

Not only did they block their way back to the camp, they also assumed the posture of charging in formation, apparently preparing to swallow them whole.

The drow commander, realizing that he had fallen into a trap, ordered the slaves to turn around and fight back without hesitation.

As for whether two orders that were too obviously different before and after would cause confusion among these slaves, she no longer cared so much.

When the heavily armed Gulf Leaders, led by 10 reformed warriors wearing magic armor, faced these gnoll slaves.

Although the Jackal looks ferocious, he is actually very "cowardly".

With just a few volleys of crossbows, the Jackal's front line was already in chaos.

The Gulf leaders rushed over and opened a huge gap in their front line.

In the end, the demoralized Jackal soldiers chose to flee for their lives.

Before the drow commander could react, her slave army was wiped out.

As for herself, she was shot into a hedgehog by a flying crossbow arrow.

The drow camp, which was about to send reinforcements, immediately became "quiet".

The 1st Division of the Gulf Leader, lined up neatly, walked towards them with shocking strides.

Bang!!!

Snap!
Chapter completed!