Mastasia’s arrow was blocked by a Zhuo Er warrior, but there was no room for compromise.

“Fuck!” Wei Si cursed to himself. After seeing the situation clearly, he instinctively refused to join the battle. The Ox-Head Monster side was already at the end of their rope, and Zhuo Er did not target them. This battle was not necessary.

The main purpose of the Dwarves Exploration Team was to find the passageway to the Michigan Hall Mining Area and clean up the biological nests along the way from the surface karst cave camp to the Michigan Hall Mining Area, so as to lay the foundation for Shield Dwarf to occupy the Michigan Hall in the future.

For this purpose, they could not ignore the Minotaur Maze fortress that they had to pass through. But now that the Minotaur had been maimed by Zhuo Er and the arachnid elves, and the Zhuo Er elves would not stay in the labyrinth fortress for long, there was no need for them to join the battle.

The best choice was to leave this place quietly, then bypass the Ox-Head Monster Maze and continue exploring the passageway to the Silver Hall Mining Area. By the time they returned, Zhuo Er would probably have left long ago, and even the maze of ox-heads that had been cleaned up could be used as a relay camp by Shield Dwarf.

However, with Mustacha’s arrow, Dwarves and the apostles had no choice but to join the battle.

The Highland Fairy was a master of the Harpsichord Alliance, and her job was to maintain the balance of the world.

In fact, in the eyes of Qin Lun and the others, the so-called “safeguarding the balance of the world” of the Harpsichord Alliance was not worthy of its name The so-called balance was when one side was stronger than the other, helping the weaker side. This was called maintaining the balance.

However, the Harpsichord Alliance will always help the good camp. For example, if the Silvermoon Alliance had a war with Santalin, even if the Silvermoon Alliance was the initiator of the war, they would lose Santalin step by step. The harpists would never help the Santalinists, and they would even help to speed up the war.

Of course, if outsiders were to question them about such matters, the harpsichord would only say that it was to prevent the war from implicating more innocent people. Therefore, in the eyes of the completely neutral apostles, the Harpist Alliance was simply an existence that was both a bitch and a chastity arch, regardless of the camp’s position.

Although the Dark Region did not belong to the surface world, the Harpsichord Alliance still had some factions here. These factions were the chaotic good factions led by the Dark Girl believers.

The dark girl Elizabeth was an extremely special god. She was the daughter of the Spider God Empress (the original Elf Goddess Ayushnie). After Ayushnie lost the fight for divine power with Correlone, she followed her mother into the dark region.

Elizabeth was willing to answer the prayers of Zhuo Er Elves, who was still kind-hearted, and guide them back to the surface world, back to the light. She formed an alliance with the gods of Elves, the goddess of magic, and the goddess of the moon, Sullen. Her church secretly contacted the Harpist Alliance and the druids of the Nature Sect, allowing Zhuo Er, who had returned to the surface world, to have a place to live.

The Dark Girl’s actions naturally made all of Zhuo Er, especially the Spider God Empress Priest Zhuo Er, regard her as a thorn in their side.

However, the dark girl was the daughter of the Spider God Empress after all. The Dungeon and Priest Zhuo Er had no choice but to vent their anger on Elizabeth’s church members.

Every time a dark girl’s follower was found in the dungeon, the matriarchs of the Zhuo Er Clans would send their men to chase after her until she died. This kind of behavior was usually acknowledged by the Spider God Empress, and she would gain some assistance in the pursuit. For example, Goddess Rose’s maidservant wax melt demon, or the God Kingdom’s watchdog arachnid Elves’s makeshift attack.

Clearly, the Spider God Empress was also deeply dissatisfied with her daughter’s betrayal.

Because of this, the harpsichord regarded the Church of Elizabeth as an ally. This was the main reason why Mustacha risked losing her companion to help the Zhuo Er girl Elves.

In Mastasia’s eyes, whether the Dwarves Exploration Team could find the Michigan Hall mining area was not as important as rescuing the two Zhuo Er Elves in front of them. However, her arrow forced Dwarves and the apostles to passively participate in an unnecessary battle.

Of course, in the eyes of the forthright Shield Dwarves, Mastasia was their friend, so it was only natural for him to help his friend. Moreover, the followers of the Dark Girl were not bad people.

The only people here who were reluctant to fight were probably only Qin Lun and Wei Si, the apostles who had no interest but to get up early.

However, the apostles were helpless. This was the greatest backlash of the storyline forces. Because the characters in the plot are all intelligent races with their own thinking and behavior patterns. I don’t know when they will drag you into the plot, regardless of whether you are willing or not.

“Let’s do it. The number of arachnid Elves has been greatly reduced by the Ox-Head Monster. It’s not that they can’t win. Perhaps helping the two Elizabeth followers will leave behind mission clues for the next time they enter Toril World.” Hill sighed and said faintly on the guild channel.

Hearing Hill’s words, Wei Si raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shepherd in surprise. The high-ranking apostle found that his attention had always been on Qin Lun, as if he had ignored Hill and Rand.

Actually, it wasn’t that Hill wasn’t willing to help in this world. It was because Qin Lun had the status of Prince Elves, and his own strategy wasn’t inferior to Hill’s. Many things were solved directly in his hands, so he didn’t need Hill to take action.

Hill was naturally happy to be at ease, hiding behind Qin Lun and enjoying his success.

However, it was different now. Qin Lun had a mental problem, so he probably wouldn’t be able to guide the team in the future. Hill’s mentality had changed, and he had no choice but to show up and fight for the leadership of the mission.

Not mentioning whether Hill attracted Wei Si’s attention was a good thing or a bad thing. At the very least, what he had said had lifted the spirits of the apostles who were originally reluctant to fight, and they all rushed to attack before the dwarves.

For a time, dazzling saber lights and magical skills rose and fell in the labyrinth hall.

Apart from Jillim, the other eight dwarves on the expedition team were also mid-to high-level experts. Needless to say, the apostles were more explosive than the characters in the plot, and even Elizabeth, Idrea, and Mastasia were not easy to provoke.

The two Priests had clearly underestimated the combat strength of this group of people. Before the arachnid Elves could pounce on them, they immediately flew backwards at a faster speed, all of them carrying heavy injuries. The three Dwarves with weaker defenses were even killed by the Dwarves’ axe throwers. The other two were also injured and retreated.

However, the only legendary expert on the expedition team, Jillim, did not make a move. The old dwarf hid in the middle of the team and quietly approached the two Zhuo Er priests as they attacked.

Seeing this, everyone naturally understood. Newton the Shield Guard and the other apostles were always paying attention to obstructing Priest Zhuo Er’s line of sight, preventing them from discovering Jillim’s figure in advance.

Most of the combat professions in Ferren Continent had ability levels, such as low-level, middle-level, high-level, and even legendary. Only professions of faith such as priests, priests, God’s Family, and the elect did not have a profession level.

Their battle prowess was rooted in the divine arts and blessings bestowed upon them by the gods. If the gods withdrew their blessings and bestowments at a certain time, these people would be no different from ordinary people except for their physical fitness.

Of course, most gods did not exclude their followers from cultivating other combat professions. For example, Silvermoon City Lord Elastor Silver Hand was a legendary mage herself, in addition to being the voter of Magus Misra.

The so-called legendary priests, legendary priests, and legendary voters were meaningless.

This was because no matter how powerful a believer was, they were only slightly stronger ants in the eyes of the gods. They pay more attention to the devotion of believers, so there is a distinction between shallow believers, devotees, fanatics, and the family of God.

The same was true of the priests of the Spider God Empress. Compared to other priests of the gods, most of the priests of the Spider God Empress did not cultivate magic because Rose hated Misra and the Goddess of Magic was one of his mortal enemies.

The mages in the underground city might not be any weaker than the priests in terms of combat ability, but their status was simply incomparable. The chief of every Zhuo Er family in the Buried City must be the arachne priest of the Spider God Empress.

Because Priestess Zhuo Er had a special status in the underground city, they generally disdained cultivating male Zhuo Er’s saber techniques and bows and arrows. Instead, they used some special weapons. Apart from the staff, another special weapon was the Snake Head Whip!

Seeing a group of people rushing towards them aggressively, the expressions of the two Priest Zhuo Er changed slightly. Among them, the younger and more beautiful Priest Zhuo Er untied the snake whip in his right hand and lightly trembled. He spat out a few rough syllables in his mouth.

The triangular snake head of the snake head whip suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes, and a string of obscure runes flashed through its golden vertical pupils. In the next moment, the head of the snake expanded rapidly, and after landing on the ground, it had already turned into a colossus.

Dwarves and the apostles were shocked to see the enormous head of the snake spitting out the snake letter, winding towards them, and expanding. When the head of the snake crossed half the distance between the hall, the triangular head and the upright neck had almost filled half of the hall’s cross-section, causing the faces of everyone who faced it to change color.

This hall, which was located in the core area of the maze, was not only twenty meters tall and over a hundred meters long, but it was also over ten meters wide. This erect snake head was capable of stuffing more than half of it, and even blocking the scenery behind it. It could be seen how enormous its size was.

The golden vertical pupils of the snake head reflected the figures of the crowd. It suddenly opened its upper and lower jaws, and its neck shrank. A huge suction force was generated out of thin air, pulling all the objects in front of it and shooting towards the dark snake mouth.

Under this suction force, the broken corpse blood scattered on the ground, as well as the broken swords beside the corpse, were thrown into the snake’s mouth like a sea of rivers.

Dwarves and the apostles were shocked and used their weapons to stab into the stone slab on the ground to balance their bodies. No one was willing to try whether they would be able to come out alive after being swallowed by the snake head.

The priests of the Spider God Empress were indeed as difficult to deal with as the legends had it!