"Sister! Save me!"
Seeing Rose's huge spider-shaped mouthparts constantly stuffing the bitten leg into its mouth, and his body shaking back and forth, unable to fight back, Velen didn't care about his face or self-esteem, and directly attacked Eilistraee.
Ask for help.
Because the relationship between the two now is not that of enemies, but allies who share life and death.
At least before killing their mother, they can trust each other 100% for the time being.
Otherwise, if either side is defeated and devoured, it means that the other side will face the more powerful Rose alone, with no chance of winning at all.
What's more, the battle between the Beholder Mother and the Blood Queen Paiskaisexisi is also constantly escalating. The power of destroying the world is like tearing apart the sky and the earth of the entire plane.
Especially the former, it is completely like a space fortress and unsinkable mothership floating in the sky, releasing endless beholders while bombarding them indiscriminately through the huge main eye and countless stalk eyes.
Various deadly and cool magical effects emerge in endlessly like a hundred flowers blooming, so much so that the number of magical effects exceeds the sum of all the spells in Faerûn.
There are many incredible rays that even the remaining great arcane masters of Netherese and the Earth Prophet Arthindor, who inspired the magic of the Netherese people, have probably never seen.
Those who knew it was a magic ray bombardment, but those who didn't knew it thought it was an interstellar war.
The reason why this happens is also very simple.
That is, the Great Beholder Mother, like the goddess of magic on the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located, and the main elf god Corellon, both have natural magical power.
So from the moment she was born, she knew all the mysteries of magic and didn't need to study anything at all.
These various types of magic rays are just a manifestation of their divine power, just like the goddess of magic drawing the core energy of the magic network to attack the enemy.
Especially the huge main eye, each attack can cause an unimaginable amount of damage, and it can also directly drain the energy from the surrounding environment and create a large area of ​​​​dead magic.
In comparison, the Blood Queen Paiskaisesis looks like a huge mollusk covered with tentacles, and its power is far less destructive than the Great Matron.
However, the sea of ​​blood formed under its body continuously provides it with unlimited recovery capabilities. No matter how serious the injury is, it will immediately recover as before in the next second.
Not only that!
She can also directly control and enslave the new beholders that fly out from the ovary of the Great Mother Mother to turn around and attack the same kind. She can also release terrifying psychic powers for defense and counterattack.
In addition, there is Qi Yawensari on the side to help, so now we are in a state of evenly matched enemies and no one can do anything to the other.
I have to say, this scene is really weird.
Because Kiaransari's alignment is no different from the other drow gods except Eilistraee, they are all typical chaotic evil.
But she became an ally with the lawful evil Scarlet Queen Paiscaeseth, and together they fought against the equally chaotic and evil Beholder Grand Mother who lived in the Abyss.
I have to say that this situation is really in line with the chaotic camp's completely devoid of logic and arbitrary nature.
To be precise, no one in the entire Dark Elf pantheon is lawful or neutral at all, and all are chaotic without exception.
Of course, this has something to do with Corellon, the creator of the entire elven pantheon and the elven race.
After all, if you look at the camps of the Seldarine gods, you will know that these guys are all from the Chaos camp without exception.
So the same is true for the drow pantheon that split from the elven pantheon.
The chaotic nature means that it is difficult for elves to form a strong centralized empire, and the political system and governance methods are often very loose.
Even if they have developed and established an extremely developed and advanced magical civilization, once the population becomes too large and the size becomes too large, it will often trigger civil strife or even war, and eventually decline in fierce internal strife.
The Crown War before the rise of mankind in Faerûn is the best proof.
In the beginning, when they just crossed the portal and came to Faerûn, because they were small in number and faced threats from dragons and giants, they stayed closely united for a long time to come.
However, with the birth of Dragon Madness, the number of dragons fighting each other dropped sharply, and the giant civilization also declined. The elves began to build settlements everywhere to expand territory and establish hegemony. Conflicts and internal strife soon became the next step.
The main theme of twelve thousand years.
You must know that the continent of Faerûn at that time was not as crowded as it is now.
With the population of elves at that time, the land area they occupied and the powerful level of magic, there was no need to fight and plunder each other for survival resources like humans, orcs, and goblins.
At least in the eyes of many non-elven historians, they simply had enough to eat and had nothing to do until their balls ached.
Priests of Oghma, the god of knowledge in Candlekeep, even believe that the Crown War is a manifestation of the chaotic nature of the elves and the gods they serve.
After all, the reason why these pointy ears wage war is completely different from the wars of other races. It is neither for resources, land, wealth, nor for faith, slavery, conquest or anything else. They just simply want the other party to join them, nothing more.
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It has to be said that starting a war for this reason and continuing it for hundreds of years is purely mentally ill in the eyes of other races.
Anyway, they are all elves from the same place, and they even believe in the same pantheon. Just join, what’s the big deal?
Anyway, they are playing a lord and parliamentary system. Most areas are actually in a semi-autonomous state, and there is basically no exploitation, oppression and the like.
But the elves just don’t!
Both the invading and resisting parties were extremely tenacious, and even fought five times, each time more brutal than the last.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What is even more outrageous is that during this process, the elven gods headed by Corellon just watched and did nothing.
It wasn't until Rose and Velen's conspiracy and betrayal were discovered, which eventually triggered a divine war of unprecedented scale, that the cutting had to be done.
Therefore, in Zuo Si's view, the decline of the elven race in Faerun is almost inevitable.
After all, anyone who understands the concept of a country knows that competition at this level is essentially about organizational and mobilization capabilities.
And in this regard, order always has an advantage over chaos.
So with the rise of the human race and the establishment of powerful empires, the elven gods headed by Corellon finally made the decision to retreat to Evermeet Island.
Because they knew that if a war broke out with humans, the elves might be able to gain an overwhelming advantage in the early stage with their powerful magical power.
But as time goes by, they will eventually be dragged down and cannibalized bit by bit by humans until they are completely wiped out.
Just when Zuo Si was paying attention to the battlefield situation through Viconia's eyes and thinking about whether the chaotic nature of the elves that was born with them in their souls was more beneficial than harmful, or more harmful than beneficial, Eilistraee had already
Swinging his two swords, he rushed forward and turned into a wisp of silver moonlight, slashing at Rose's huge mouthparts at lightning speed.
moment!
The mouthparts, as sharp as a sickle, were broken into two pieces on the spot.
Rose immediately let out a cry of pain, and then waved the front arthropod to stab her daughter to death.
It's a pity that Eilistraee is an extremely rare god among the gods who has the priesthood of swordsmanship. Although she is only a weak god, her combat power is not weak at all.
Before Velen devoured Silventarm, she was the only person in the entire Dark Elf pantheon who was qualified to confront Lolth.
So when launching the War of the Spider Queen, Rose used almost all her plans on this daughter, just to get rid of her once and for all.
I saw Eilistraee's bare feet moving quickly, her whole body avoiding the huge and extremely sharp jointed limbs like a dance, and using extremely elegant and agile movements to get under Rose's belly and deal with it.
Velen took the opportunity to break away from his restraints and directly released magical magic to heal his injured leg and clean up the toxins containing divine power injected into his body by the spider's mouthparts.
By the time his feet landed on the ground again, he had completely recovered as before, narrowing his eyes and watching the battle between his sister and his mother.
Obviously, even after gaining the power of Silventam, he still cannot be as calm as Eilistraee.
The reason is also very simple, the two have different fighting styles.
Silvetarm is a typical berserker, focusing on head-to-head combat. This is obviously incompatible with Velen's original fighting style, or in other words, very incompatible.
But Eilistraee's sword dance is a typical technical style, with more emphasis on the steps between advance and retreat. It doesn't try to compete head-on with you at all, but finds the right opening to kill you with one blow.
So when dealing with Rose in the form of a giant spider, Eilistraee obviously has the advantage.
"I really hope these two bitches can die together..."
Viren's eyes flashed with jealousy and hatred, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear.
However, he also knew that this was just his wishful thinking and it was impossible to realize it.
So after a short rest, he rushed forward to join the battle again, swung the hammer at the joint of one of the limbs and hit it hard.
boom!!!!!!
With the blessing of divine power, this blow instantly shattered Rose's divine shield, shattered the shell of the jointed limbs with thunderous force, and beat the muscles and nerves at the joints into pulp.
Rose, who was frantically attacking her daughter, felt a sharp pain in her hind limbs. Then, under the influence of the huge spider's belly, her center of gravity became unstable and tilted to the side, almost coming into close contact with the ground.
Fortunately, the spider has eight legs, so it managed to regain its balance with the help of its other limbs.
When I turned around, I realized that my right hind leg had been broken by my son.
Furious, she immediately abandoned Eilistraee and suddenly spurted out a ball of white viscous liquid from the silk sac in her abdomen.
To be continued...