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Act 1: Overture to the Phantom Forest Chapter 55: Abandoned Plan

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    The calm pool stirred violently, Lesatos suddenly turned over, and the Dragon Queen's wail echoed in his brain for a long time.  This is the recuperation room in the demiplane. The golden dragon is lying in the pool of magic liquid. The high-temperature pool water that can cook people makes him feel warm and comfortable. There are also some low-level golems around, pouring various potions into the pool according to the prescribed time period.  He relaxed after seeing the familiar scenery, and found that his limbs were a little weak, so he simply climbed into the pool to rest.  Calling to his steward, he pondered strange dreams.  Is it the sequelae of forcibly casting a legendary mage, or is it a metaphor for the power of the universe?  ??Excluding some of the gods who inhabit the Abyss, Tiamat is the first sacrifice in the feast of chaotic evil.  On that day, the evil dragon god of the multiverse fell, but the future of justice did not come, and Bahamut's end was only ten years later.  What is more tragic is that the cunning and greedy character of the Colorful Dragon Queen actually saves her people. Most of the colored dragons are unwilling to settle in hell and let Tiamat peek into their property.  The number of evil dragons who died in the Troubles of Order was relatively small, which was much better than the tens of thousands of good dragons who died in the battle of Heaven Mountain.  I heard that after His death, the earthly church collapsed and split, and the spouses of several dragon queens fought endlessly over the inheritance.  So what’s going on in this dream? The immortal old dragon woman discovered that Lesatos’s root bones were amazingly talented and gave him the great task of saving the world?  It's even more nonsense than the crazy things Flamir said.  The more I think about it, the more confused I become, so I might as well talk about it later.  The Supervisor of the Demonic Eye came and said happily: "You finally woke up. You have been sleeping for 15 days! You should get rid of that illithid as soon as possible." Lesatos felt that the main reason why the Demonic Eye was happy was that he no longer had to deal with it.  Eraduni woke up instead of himself.  "You don't even care about the Master of Ceremonies, so why are you so afraid of illithids?" Flamir rubbed his tentacles, "There is a reason for that, but you'd better not ask. He's drinking in the northeast corner of the demiplane.  Tea." "What? Who allowed him to enter the demiplane?" Lesatos' eyes widened.  The devil's eye was speechless.  Jinlong was very strange. As early as Atas, he had discovered that Flamir was very afraid of Eraduni. Could it be because one madness was another madness, and he had to find a lunatic to restrain him at two hundred and fifty?  Open the lid of the small pink teapot, put the heart-shaped tea bag in, add water and cover.  No need for flames, just a touch of tentacles, psychic energy can heat liquids to boiling, then quickly cool and freeze them.  True to the truth three times, the tea exudes a long and refreshing fragrance.  Iraduni sipped from a small bone china cup and hummed with satisfaction.  Then he put down the teacup gracefully and made another pot for Jinlong.  Looking like this, he is not much different from an ordinary illithid, with the same cold face, polite manners, and contemptuous expression.  It would seem that Eraduni is not crazy at all, if he is not sitting on the head of the god making tea.  "Are you so stupid that you can't even notice such obvious mental turmoil? Don't tell me you don't know what's under your feet." Lesatos landed angrily and transformed into a half-dragon form.  A reptile-like head, sharp claws and a tail.  He sat down on the chair on the side of the tea table and found that there was no place to swing the tail, so he simply pulled off the backrest with a sweep of the tail.  Zeuxkel has turned into a sculpture covered with black volcanic rock and cannot move at all.  But his spirit is still very strong, and any creature that comes close will be eroded by his crazy spirit.  Eraduni poured a cup of tea for Lesatus and said quietly: "How can you not hear such a crazy and painful soul cry? It really makes me feel relaxed and happy." Looking at the half-boiling suspicious blue tea soup, "This is  "What?" "Purgatory face sunflower powder tea." "I asked about the water you used to make the tea." "It's very fresh." "Very good."  Splash, "Remember to drain the blood next time, it will be fresher." A mutilated long sword was placed on the tea table, with obvious elf-style decorations on the sword body and hilt.  But the long sword is composed of dozens of fragments, with almost no connection in the middle.  Lesatos held the hilt of the sword and could sense a weak repulsive force.  It didn't fall apart with a crash. Tiny electric snakes flowed from the joints of the fragments, barely remaining intact.  "Why only two-thirds." Eraduni shrugged, "The remaining part fell into the crater. You have to find it in the magma of the earth's veins." Lesatos sneered. Who knows if it was to prevent himself from getting  Another artifact, so I kept it privately.  Looking at Eraduni who had finished the entire pot of tea, Lesatos suddenly wondered whether the previous dream was caused by the illithids.  The more I looked at him, the more displeased I became, so I changed my attack in another direction.  "What did you do to my servant? He actually opened the demiplane door. [Mind Demon Seed] or [Deep Suggestion]?" "Oh, that interesting big-eyed monster is a long time ago." Ira  Duni scratched the corners of his eyes with his tentacles.  "yesNot long after you defeated the advance team of the Evil Eye Legion, you just made him.  One day I met him by chance, and he asked me with a shocked expression if I was the leader of the Tentacle God Cult.  After I expressed my disdain for the inferior mating efficiency of both sexes, he threatened to challenge me.  ” “I watched the whole process of what he called the ‘ghost-beast extreme streaming girl war’. It was nothing more than using whip candles, aphrodisiacs and chastity locks to make females dependent on the strong, and the brain’s secretion of dopamine plays a role in pain.  Addiction makes the two people whose aesthetic differences are too great and theoretically have no possibility of falling in love become lovers.  " Iraduni pointed at himself proudly: "As an illithid expert with profound psychology, I will naturally not be satisfied with such inferior means.  So it took me a while to complete my results.  First, we found two male elves with normal orientations, and through deep suggestion, we made them feel that the other person was a male when approaching the female. This subconscious change has a very good effect. For example, when you look at a female's chest, you will always think that it is a square with tangled muscles.  muscle.  Then the two parties met, and subconsciously felt that the other party had female characteristics, so the two of them, who rejected the normal kind, fell in love. I kindly changed the physiological structure of one of them.  After learning that I caused two male elves to give birth to a pair of twins, and that they were still staunchly heterosexual, your servant looked like the world was shattering and the earth was shattering.  After that, he saw me walking around, and his expression was just like yours now.  " Lesatos's face is very dark. It turns out that there is an incentive for the pathological change of the Demon Eye. It turns out that his two elf generals were gay. It turns out that there are some questions that should not be asked. " Eraduni said  He leaned his face forward and said with temptation in his voice: "Do you know who the referee was in that game?  Guess, guess.  "A bad premonition emerged. "You guessed it, it's your elf apprentice Merosa, a girl with heavy taste.  By the way, during the days when you were still taking a bath, I went for a walk in the Tia Forest.  Your new favorite druid is very similar to Melosa. As expected, guys who are nostalgic like to find replacements.  But she also has your shadow, the shadow of hatred.  Depraved people want others to be depraved, and hateful people want others to be filled with hatred.  Subconsciously, you regard her as yourself, pushing her step by step towards the road of loneliness and pain" "Whoosh!" The long sword accurately cut across the illithid's face, dividing the skin into half along the midline, and the wound was as deep as a fingernail.  Lesatos' hands were not shaking, and his face was solemn and solemn: "You seem to have mistaken your identity. You think that fighting with the indigenous god will eliminate my murderous intention towards you?  And your ridiculous tricks of psychological probing, what are you trying to find?  My weakness in seraph?  As early as the moment I made the contract with Asmodeus, my conscience and morality had been thrown into the abyss!  Stop trying to find the bottom line, you can't afford it.  " Silver light flowed in the wound, Eraduni glued the skin together, and whispered: "Yes, Lord of Seraph, everything obeys your instructions.  "His eyes and heart were laughing wildly. Abandoning conscience and morality does not mean that he can abandon emotions. The topic returned to the right track from the psychological confrontation. "I went to Ludu to investigate, and I have to say that the Master of Ceremony is good at cultivating fanatical believers.  The overall proportion of believers is too high.  But in my opinion, some of the actions taken by the temple are really retarded.  Even kobolds and goblins understand that unity is better for survival in times of crisis, but the temple oppresses and persecutes its fellow humans as if it has been blessed with the berserk spell.  "Lesatos snorted and was too lazy to answer the question. "So, if this indigenous god does not have a brain problem, it means that his purpose is not to develop power and elevate his godhood.  What is the purpose of a god who does not aim at a higher level of immortality Judging from your expression, there is some information that I don't know.  Lesatos said: "Then you can guess from my expression that I have no intention of sharing information. You just need to follow my arrangements."  " "Okay, boss, how to arrange it?"  " "Just make tea in the demiplane and don't go out to make trouble."  Everything that should be done and shouldn't be done has been completed. Nieron made an unexpected attack, but lost his weapon and a huge amount of divine power. Now he can only hide in the Kingdom of God and wait for us to knock on the door.  In the secular world, the Druid faith I support will overwhelm the ritual way. When there are not many elves left who can provide faith, the Kingdom of God is on the verge of collapse, and the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, I will attack.  "Iraduni nodded: "Boil a frog in warm water, a sound plan.  Lesatos thought he could finally live in peace for a few days, but Flamir screamed: "Master, the Tia Elf Civil War has begun early!"  ” ———————————————————————————————— Beiming: Is the heroine a beholder or an illithid?  The topic ends here, the main line of this book is still an orthodox and serious Western fantasy. Don’t forget to vote.
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