The spirit-sucking monster Ruer shrank behind his seat, and the coat made of terrain lizard tightly wrapped his body. His pair of pupils had no pupils and naturally could not see the direction of his sight. △The misty eyes had no focal length, only a dead silence like an abyss, and it would make people shudder when they touched it.

The main recipe for this powerful monster living in the dark area is the brain of various creatures. Of course, what they prefer most is naturally the brain of intelligent creatures. The stronger the more intelligent creatures, the more wonderful the taste of their brains. Some powerful spirit-sucking monsters can even read their memories and knowledge by sucking the other party's brain. Give them some time to easily grow a super power that can be known to all craftsmen in astronomy and geography. Because of their recipes and such sharp skills, spirit-sucking monsters, which are naturally destined to be the evil camp, were once the biggest enemy of the Drow elves in the dark area, so they are also called the "brain-eating demon".

Of course, these powerful villains had no choice but to use the crypt lords of the King of Iwaken and his disciples, because these insect-shaped monsters seemed to have no brains for vertebrates. Using the concept of biology is naturally extremely unscientific, and I really don’t understand what they rely on to obtain that kind of advanced intelligence. So, when facing these powerful insects, the strongest killer weapon of the spirit-sucking monsters could not be used. These monsters who spent their entire lives searching for encounters in the dark dungeon and then waiting to bite other people’s brains obviously had no sense of fighting to the end, and they chose to kneel down and lick it very wisely.

I have to say that this method is very smart. These brain-eating monsters have been born under the command of the crypt lords, except for a group of majestic mother-in-laws on their heads. But compared to the days when they were regarded as natural disasters by the Drow elves and were driven to heaven and no way out of the earth. Now life is still quite happy.

Ruer is such a spirit-sucking monster with organization and leadership. He once devoured the brains of a Drow Elves Martial Artist and a dwarf officer, and he understood the military tactics several times. So he gained the trust of his current master, a crypt lord, and thus became the commander of his big bug.

From the knowledge and memory of prey, Ruhr learned to arrange troops, but his nature as a brain-eating demon could not overcome it. Under his command, no matter how much cannon fodder the cavemen needs, and the elite cannon fodder of Kou Tao and the gray dwarf, as long as he was intrigued, he would be happy to dig his head and suck their brains as snacks. The Drow's martial arts master and the dwarf officer believed that those who could not gather the hearts and morale of the people under his command were destined to be excellent leaders. But Ruhr believed that this was a typical nonsense. As a noble and powerful spirit-sucking monster, he had to consider the idea of ​​cannon fodder and snacks? It would be better to expect that the meat eaters who master the means of production would really give democracy and freedom to the bottom-class people - uh, what? There are still so many people who believe this? This only means that their IQ is not as good as those of the cavemen.

Yes, it's just a snack. For Ruer, the most delicious thing in the dark area and the only one that can be called a regular meal is the pure-bred Dower's brain. Of course, after eating the brain, he will reward those elves' delicious corpses to his powerful monsters. He can also take the opportunity to win a lot of favor from his subordinates - look, I, Master Ruer, don't I know how to win people's hearts at all?

Although Mr. Ruer is very confident, he is obviously lacking in self-knowledge. You should know that the spirit-sucking monster is a kind of thing that "only have a brain, even if I can suck it for you", and for almost all races, it can be regarded as a natural enemy of life and death. This kind of fear and disgust arises from the cruelty of nature. Of course, it is definitely not something that can be overcome by sharing food a few times. When nothing happens, his subordinates dare not appear within a range of ten meters in a radius. They even try their best to avoid their existence from attracting the other party's attention.

However, Master Ruer, who had no self-knowledge, regarded this situation as a manifestation of his respectability - the so-called combination of kindness and power, the legendary famous generals of ancient times seemed to be so military. His eyes, which seemed to have no focal length, stared at the rock wall city in the distance - this "Moraya City". In the past 500 years of construction, the Zhuoer Fortress, which blocked the attack of the Warcraft Legion countless times, had no idea of ​​the dimension in his mind.

Of course he didn't think it was a big deal to be distracted now. In the past few days, he had worked hard to plan and acted carefully. Finally, before the Drows in the city reacted, he pulled out all the posts and patrols. He absorbed very important information from the mind of a Drows master: the defenders of Moray City were less than half of the past. Just three days ago, the commander of the defenders of Moray City, a dark night priest born in the Tiyeya family, led half of the Drows army to leave the fortress and headed towards the city of Saals in the rear.

The reason why half of the defenders left the city and headed to the rear was not something that an ordinary martial artist could understand. Master Ruer said that he was very grateful to the other party for his generosity and the city, and then sucked his brain and gave the body to his subordinates.

Of course, the Fortress of Moraya is heavily guarded and the city is thick and deep. Even if it is half of the defenders, it is definitely not something that can be dealt with by a merely spiritual monster army. The master of Ruhr, the crypt lord, felt that since his appetite could not eat that big cake, he could only choose to share it, so he went out to visit his brother. Before leaving, he gave spiritual monster an order to "surveillance the enemy and act according to the opportunity."

"Surveying the enemy" is very easy to understand, but there are too many subtleties in the middle that can be operated by the opportunity.

So, half a day ago, when Mr. Ruhr stood up tremblingly after a sudden earthquake that seemed to be the destruction of the world, when he saw nearly one-third of the city of the Fortress of Moray were destroyed by the torrent of falling stones, he remained in a dull state for a full minute, and then suddenly patted his forehead that seemed to be a mollusk - the so-called "moving according to the opportunity", isn't this the "machine" that is not the better?

The Spirit-sucking Monster is a race with no moral integrity, but as the creature at the top of the food chain in the dark area, Ruhr also has the determination that a top predator should have.

"Even my kind Lord Mullens cannot forgive if he doesn't seize such a good opportunity."

Since ancient times, the Spirit Sucking Monster has been a group of untrustworthy people who have no moral integrity or limitations. But after licking the King of Rock Hidden, he often whispers the name of the purple gold beetle. His expression is pious and his behavior is sacred. It is estimated that only the priests of the Cross Cult who sell indulgences in Lu Xi's hometown can be as hypocritical as this.

The real master, the crypt lord, had already gone out to ask his brothers for help, while the second master Ruer made a quick decision and drove away all his troops and attacked the city of Moraya in a mighty way.

Faced with the sudden natural disaster and the enemy's fall into trouble, the drow elves in the Fortress of Moray were obviously completely caught off guard. After leaving behind the bodies of more than one hundred drow elves and soldiers of various vassal races several times this, they soon lost the defense of the outermost city wall and began a fierce but very desperate street battle.

Of course, the reason why the start was so smooth is thanks to Mr. Ruer for trembling at the group released from the city wall at the first time. The spirit-sucking monsters are all semi-criminals who are powerless and are not satisfactory to destroying magic. However, they are born masters of spiritual and spiritual magic. As long as conditions allow, they can make the bravest warriors fall into infinite spiritual shadows and endless fear. For these octopus heads, the heads of intelligent creatures who are scared to death are of course the most delicious.

As a result, the defenders on the city wall caught off guard by this strong spiritual magic, and their hands and feet were both cold, and they could not even exert half of their strength. With a large group of harps, gray dwarfs and bear goblins, most of the city wall was lost in an instant.

"Your Excellency Ruer is really powerful! Just one blow made the black-skinned rabbits frightened!" The storm captain under his command, a gray dwarf chief, immediately flattered at the right time.

"It's really nonsense, Lord Mantis's most capable left and right hand. How can you, a short man, understand the realm!" While mocking the gray dwarf, he flattered the grey dwarf with obscure and more clever means, he was a beautiful harp.

This kind of office political relationship is really superficial at a glance, but it is not about Master Ruer's business. He waved his hand majesticly and asked the two to go down to command the attack. He returned to the seat and fell into "deep contemplation".

Mr. Ruer, who was destined to make the greatest contribution, felt that he had fulfilled his merits in an instant. It seemed that all creatures were so sensible. Once they became proud, they would become lazy cancer. This was like the hard-working online writers. If they received the highest amount of attendance last month, they would probably be like the ones who were not doing anything next month.

On the other hand, as a noble mental worker, Mr. Ruer certainly cannot come to the front line to do the charge-taking work like those smelly gray dwarfs and bear-free goblins. With this time, it is better to yy... no, I mean to look forward to the future seriously.

"Once this Fortress of Moraya is captured, the path behind is almost no danger to defend. The city of Saals, ruled by twenty Drow families, one of the largest Drow elves cities in the dark area, will be me...uh, my master's belongings. In the memory of that male Drow, after Priest Velnona left, the city defense is currently in charge of a little girl who has not yet grown up? Haha, compared to the old woman of the Tiyeya family, or the young and fresh meat of the first Saals family with more noble blood, it is more in line with my taste!" The spirit sucking monster seemed to be imagining the wonderful taste of the tender and smooth bone marrow and brain sliding in the esophagus. The tentacles drooped under the jaw were soft, as if they felt the octopus horns swimming around, crawling slowly in front of his chest restlessly.

"When I take Saals City again, I can get promoted and raise my salary, become the lord of the dungeon, become the king of the spirit-sucking monsters, and every day I can change the brain marrow of various Drow's elf girls to eat and play, eat one and play one, and play directly for a year... Uh, no, our spirit-sucking monsters are all sexual creatures, and it seems that they can't play, but in short, that's the case. I'm still a little excited when I think about it carefully." The great Master Ruer imagined his future life so happily, and he suddenly realized that the air in front of him seemed to have some slight fluctuations, and then he suddenly jumped out of his world.

He opened his mollusk-like pupils and glanced at his front, but found nothing. He disturbed his scalp for no reason, and looked around him. The subordinates closest to him were far away from him, within a radius of dozens of meters, and there seemed to be no bug except himself.

"Well, is it because I'm a little mentally weak recently? Sure enough, if you swallow too much brain marrow and other people's memories at one time, you will have a little indigestion." The spirit-sucking monster stretched out his tentacles and disturbed the scalp that had no hair, and stood up from his seat.

He still felt something was wrong, and then carefully began the prelude of casting - this was the knowledge he found hundreds of years ago from the head of a Drow priest who was eaten by himself, the "biomorphic manifestation" in the elves magic. Of course, a cricket's octopus head cannot directly use the elves magic. Even a master of the psychic monster with good mentality like Master Ruer took centuries to analyze the principle of casting the spell. He could finally simulate the effect of the spell with the unique spiritual magic of the spirit-sucking monster, and thus became one of his killer moves.

There is no way, this era of civilization integration is destined to be an era of extremely cruel competition. Even a talented spiritual monster like Mr. Ruer must have one or two special talents to allow himself to enjoy better treatment in the workplace.

If someone really touched him nearby, as long as the other party still belongs to the category of "biology", he should have nowhere to hide. He thought so and then activated the spell. At this moment, a low murmur suddenly came from Master Ruer's ear: "Heavenly Lingling Earth Lingling, you are an octopus head, you will not predict the World Cup. Only sticks like to eat you raw and are the master's loyal slave."
Chapter completed!