The derro dwarf Jip found a small hole in the stone wall. He took off the mini dagger on his necklace, separated it, took out a key, and then inserted the key into the small hole.

A door wrapped in black light appeared on the wall.

Ji Pu rolled his pure white pupils, raised his thin lips, and walked straight into the secret door.

As his figure disappeared, the door immediately closed.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition filled the derro dwarf's heart.

The moment he entered the door, he felt something crawling in together.

wrong!

This door can only be seen with enlightened eyes. He must have made a mistake. Jip, who was confused, thought that he must have had some hallucination due to his paranoia.

He walked in the long tunnel, deeply savoring the scent of darkness, and allowed the darkness to wrap him up and engulf him.

The smell of blood, sweat, incense and carrion lingered, and the air was fouled by evil rituals.

Jeep knew that the steps led to a mysterious cave, and in the cave, the ceremony was about to be held tonight.

"Jip, my slave." A chilling female voice came from the shadows of the cave.

A chill ran up the Derro dwarf's back, and he turned around to see a woman wearing a black cloak, with her curves clearly visible.

She was looking at him with a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Chosen Xinaya." He whispered: "May the blessings of the Demon King..."

"Blessings have been bestowed upon me." Xinaya showed her sharp teeth and said coldly, "You are late."

Jipp looked directly into her eyes as always. He felt that his head was swollen and his vision was blurred. He explained with difficulty:

"Jip was captured by the Dark Elf, so it was delayed for a long time, but Jeep did bring back what the Demon King wanted..."

"It's not over yet." The shadow-shrouded Xinaya's words contained an indescribable coercion, "Continue talking, I want to hear the detailed process!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Derro dwarf suddenly had his head held down by the palm of his hand.

Jip stared in horror. He realized that he should resist, but her touch...the temptation of magic invaded his soul, took control of his thinking, and made him go against his will.

He saw with fear on his face that her face became half human and half cat-like, and her eyes suddenly became extremely dark.

He fell into the deep pool in his eyes, sinking in unconsciously until darkness completely enveloped him.

Jip could no longer control himself and told the whole story: the encounter on the Silk Trail, the strange situation in the lightless woodland, the surprising changes in the Kuo Tao Fishman Town...

After a long silence, Xinaya's eyes shone brightly and she showed a greedy smile.

Although still a little confused, Jeep still felt relieved.

"interesting."

Xinaya's fingers traced across Jip's fearful face, "Criminals, mercenaries, merchants, and maids are all good sacrifices, but for my Lord, He prefers wizards with outstanding magic talents and beautiful women.

Girl."

She looked the frightened derro up and down again.

Jeep found a group of expressionless cultists wearing pure black cloaks, surrounding him.

They are all his people, wizards from the Council of Scholars.

Xinaya's figure seemed to be particularly tall, "However, I am very dissatisfied with your dishonest behavior, so you must be severely punished."

"Jip... don't! Jip didn't lie, you promised Jip..." Jip widened his pure white pupils and screamed. He wanted to escape, but found himself restrained by a powerful force.

I couldn't move my whole body.

"I know, child." Xinaya smiled and said: "I never care about this kind of thing, and my Lord doesn't care about this kind of thing either. Severil, tie him up."

As they fell into darkness, Jeep heard Xinaya humming a series of demonic lows.

When he opened his eyes again, he found in despair that his hands and feet were chained with iron chains. He was lying on the altar of the devil, and a Quasai demon was flying around above his head.

Jip wanted to shout, but suddenly realized that he had been shouting from the beginning.

His blood seemed to be burning, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly with his rapid breathing.

The chanting sounded again:

"Sa, Graz'zt, Saza, Saza, Graz'zt, Saza, Ruzaza! Saza, Ruzaza!"

Evil chants, as low as ghosts, came from all directions.

He heard that it was the language of the Abyss, but it had been artificially modified, as if the dark curtain had distorted their language.

The feeling of fear gradually increased, as if the executioner's machete was coming in mercilessly. Jipp used all his strength to scream the most desperate scream in his life.

…………

The weird soft light produced by the radiation from the earth's veins filled the entire cave. It twisted into a vortex shape and extended along the cave wall. The shadows cast by the rugged stone pillars danced constantly, becoming strange decorations on the cave wall.

Brian's fingers found a groove and a gap in the stone wall. He took out a roll of copper wire for lockpicking from his dimensional bag and whispered a spell.

In the blink of an eye, the stone wall trembled, and the secret door slid open.

Hesiah quickly approached him and admired his unlocking masterpiece. She saw a faint light coming from inside the door, but the smell of rotting flesh and blood came up from the ground.

Just in time, she frowned and thought: I have to endure this disgusting nausea again.

"remember."

Brian warned her solemnly, "The derro dwarves here worship demons who seduce, betray, and twist. Their purpose is to gain dark power and overthrow the rule of the gray dwarves."

"What the derro dwarves hate most is humans, especially these cultists. They are the lowest race you can imagine."

Hesiah nodded and followed Brian's footsteps.

Brian took the lead in entering the dark passage, searching for traps along the way, and casting detection spells from time to time.

The sword mage's hand never left the hilt of the sword, following behind to alert the guards.

As they gradually went deeper, Brian felt that the temperature was increasing, and even sweat broke out on his forehead.

He walked carefully and slowly, always checking the wall with his fingertips and eyes for any abnormalities.

After all, they were heading to the 'Holy Law Auditorium'.

It is the place where members of the Derro Council of Scholars meet and spy, and it is also the luxurious apartment where these scholars enjoy their lives without telling other derro dwarves.

The Council of Scholars is a small circle of derro scholars.

In fact, it can also be called the wizard's council, because the derro dwarves like to call the profession of wizard a scholar.

Although the derro generally live in squalid conditions, members of the Council enjoy the robes and privileges of leadership.

Among the derro dwarf scholars, only the thirty-six strongest can attend the Scholars Council. The appointment of new council members is often accompanied by the death of old members.

Scholars worship demons, try to control members of the gray dwarf clan through evil magic and trickery, and then try to expand the influence of this council.

Therefore, evil rituals of worshiping devils are held secretly here.

While Brian carefully checked the magic traps secretly set around him, he motioned to Hesiah to avoid certain steps or stay away from a certain wall.

Occasionally, he would stop and take out a bunch of tools to disarm traps or magic barriers.

As a wizard, he is very good at dealing with magic traps through magic, even better than those self-taught thieves.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the end of the cave without any danger.

Brian stood in front of the cave wall, staring thoughtfully at a high and narrow crack, lost in thought.

"You can't even put your arm through such a small crack, so we can only rely on teleportation spells." Hesiah walked to Brian, who was deep in thought, and muttered: "It's strange, why are there weird grasses and big mushrooms growing here.

"

"This is the territory of the Council of Scholars. Blindly using teleportation spells is likely to attract their attention and lead to falling into a trap." Brian withdrew his gaze and looked down at the strange-shaped grass and large mushrooms on the ground.

"That's it." Seeing the familiar plants, he nodded thoughtfully and smiled.

The so-called grass in Hesiah's mouth is pygmy grass. Its stipe is only one inch high, and its short, solid blue cap has white spots growing on it.

This magical mushroom is affected by the radiation of the earth's veins. As long as you take a small bite and do not resist the power, the body can shrink to a certain size within 5 minutes.

Those large mushrooms with thin stipes and purple caps are called giant mushrooms. Their effect is exactly the opposite, similar to the effect of the enlargement spell, and they are also the antidote for the reduction spell.

Out of caution, Brian first threw a detection magic at the crack. After confirming that it was correct, he squatted down and picked a few mushrooms, handed two to Hesiah, and explained the reason to her.

Hesiah blinked at him curiously, followed Brian's instructions, and took a small bite of the cap of the Pygmy straw mushroom.

It won't take a while.

The two of them became as big as chickens and carefully passed through the crack.

After his body returned to its original state, Brian immediately discovered that not far ahead, a huge hollowed-out stalagmite was located in a shimmering fungus forest.

Three derro are patrolling.

Two of them were wearing black armor and holding long flaming swords, while the third, a derro dwarf wearing black robes, was holding a black wooden cane that shone with evil energy.

Brian motioned for Hesiah to follow him, preparing to deal with the three derro dwarves first.

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Chapter completed!