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Chapter Sixty: The Past

The grand nun is in front and the dwarf is behind. The duo walks strangely. It is not like patrols, where partners can chat, but the dwarfs and the dark elves are very quiet, so quiet that it seems to be a funeral for someone.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be embarrassing, but this is a dwarf, this is a dark elves, and it cannot be generalized.

The black-skinned cousin of the surface elves who claim to be "high" has never liked to socialize. Maya doesn't think it would be so rude to leave with her companions for almost half a castle and not speak. The dark area is full of murderous intent, and there is no luxury of chatting while walking. What's more, where does the friendship come from among the dark elves? Maya has never seen it before.

Regarding Flint Fire... The highly developed senses allow Maya to spy on the emotions of her companions without turning her head. Judging the mood of the people around her from her footsteps and breathing frequency is the basic skill of the dark elf nobles in order to survive.

The heavy steps and heavy breathing proved that the dwarf was in a bad mood. It would be more important to say that if it weren't for her, Flint could have a good drink in the banquet hall and have a good sleep. Instead of coming to the Black Bloom, which could not even get in the moon, and freezing his butt.

Maya was in a bad mood. Facing a night attack that she wanted to write on her face, the man in the castle was busy filling wine.

Sure enough, men are all waste... After more than two years of surface life, they can't stand the underground life for more than a hundred years. Maya is still not used to looking at men in a straight face. But that means she has to look down on women, and the great nun found that this is difficult to do. If the surface men are called waste, most surface women are simply inferior to waste.

They love to cry too much and like to smirk, or they deliberately expose their chests and legs, focusing on taking care of their hair and clothes just to attract men's attention.

This kind of woman is only worthy of throwing away the spider pit in Black Rock City.

The chief priest is responsible for commanding the family army. He is responsible for the safety of the family and has a heavy responsibility. Since men are useless waste and suspicious traitors, the army must be in the hands of women.

Of course I understand military affairs, and I have fought too many battles. Victoria, Baron, and Green are not as good as me... A monster with a dark elf on the upper body and a spider on the lower body jumped into her mind, interrupting her rising pride.

You don't know anything, you're just a traitor... Maya lowered her head and felt the cold air everywhere at night again. The bone dragon destroyed part of the castle, and the non-destructed part was in danger. The cracks were everywhere, and the wind blew in through the cracks of the wall, which made her chill. Not only her body trembled, but even if removing her sister was the established target, it was still too exciting to witness the dark elves being transformed into half-human and half-spider monsters.

The mother forced her to see it, using it as a warning, and warning her children to bend. In addition to her, the sisters were forced to attend, and Zach also came. Maya knew that Zach and Antitia had a good relationship, but her younger brother, who had mastered the magical energy, turned a blind eye to the tragic fate that her sister was about to suffer and did not intend to do anything.

Antidia, who was tied up as a sacrifice, had already prayed to Zach, "Save me...Save me, brother." Her sister's tears and snot flowed together, showing her true nature of weakness.

In the dark elves family, are there few elders who call younger generations so affectionately? I believe Antidia is extremely desperate. Her long fluffy, snow-white hair was wet with sweat beads, and she slid down her neck, turning into shining water droplets under the fire.

In order to ensure that the children do not miss the details, the mistress ordered the goblin slaves to take torches to ensure that they could see it. This is far from the Black Rock urban area, a place where the civilian class and even slaves dare not come. This is the habitat of spider-turned elves.

The spider-turned elves killed people without blinking, completely losing the caution that intelligent creatures should have, but this cursed poor man would never dare to hurt the sacrifices of the spider-behind.

Everyone who dared to get close was frightened by the mistress's eight-clawed spider-shaped emblem. The spider-turned elves seemed very unwilling to accept it. The desire to kill and survival instinct were fighting for control. The upper body was obviously a dark elves, but the words they opened were not spoken in any language.

"Hiss...hiss..."

Maya remembered this sound, she remembered it now, and she did not forget Antidia's curse.

The dark elves never cried, especially women. But Antidia burst into tears. Maya's good sister was tied to a raised wooden stake and was located on the edge of a cliff, so that she could kick her sister who was about to become a killing machine after the magic took effect, so as not to be bitten back. The other sisters were very scared and retreated as much as possible without attracting the attention of the mistress, but not gathering together. It was a typical dark elves family. The younger brother Zach stood still like a stone, covering his face with a hood. He could hide his expression, but could not hide his body language.

The hands were tangled and tightly clenched, revealing the brother's inner struggle.

Maya remembered that she walked over angrily, pulled off her brother's hood, grabbed her thin shoulders and pushed him towards Antietia, so that her brother could open her eyes and look at her.

"You showed me the end of weakness." How could Maya forget what she said? She could recall her expression, probably very ferocious.

Antidia, who was crying, stopped. Her sister turned her face and looked at Maya and told her that they would meet in the Deep Pit Magic Net. At this moment, the mother took out the scroll and finished reciting it. She personally asked Rose to turn her biological daughter into a monster that was neither human nor ghost. Starting from her legs, Antidia's body gradually expanded, and the black blood vessels extended from bottom to top. The swollen red eyes became even redder, and the sister's teeth suddenly protruded beyond her lips, sharp and sharp.

Maya was caught off guard, so she reacted like she could, raised her foot to kick her sister, and sent Antiya, who had transformed into a monster, to the abyss.

There, her good sister, Zach's good sister, will usher in a new life. Maya dared not take the risk of reaching out to see it, so as not to be pushed down by Zach "inadvertently". The mistress has several daughters but only one son, so even though men are useless waste, they have to cherish it.

If the mistress wanted to continue to rule the family for hundreds of years, she might have indulged Zach to murder her own sister. Otherwise, Maya would kill her and replace her and become the new mistress of the Nashasbanon family.

Murder is surrounded by murder, conspiracy and conspiracy. This is the life of the dark elf. She used to be accustomed to it and even felt enjoyable. Now she will not. Although she is often awakened by nightmares and tortured by memories. But Maya, who became the Grand Sister of Terra, felt that she was doing the right thing for the first time and didn't have to worry about her back.

The dwarf followed her, it was incredible to know that the dark elf woman would not expose her back to anyone.

"Vomit..." The nauseating vomiting sound interrupted her memories and brought her back to reality.

There are too many similar voices in the castle. The reason I want to stay for it specifically is because Maya heard another female voice saying "Airodor".

There were many female voices tonight, and prostitutes always followed the army, and they couldn't play with any tricks after two cups of horse pee. But this sound was so familiar to her. Her round tone and unique pronunciation, and her high tone reminded her of her cousin who lived in the forest not far away.

So Maya stopped moving and pricked her ears, and soon she heard it clearly.
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