Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 149 What are we waiting for?

Few people on the surface notice that the underground world also has distinct changes in scenery at dawn, noon, and dusk.

Besides the color changes of various luminescent mosses at different times due to their main light source, the biological instincts of various plants and animals in the entire food chain also play a role.

Intelligent life forms have always been a link in this fragile ecosystem.

In dark elf cities like Menzoberranzan, a faint light seeps from the city walls in the morning—a blessing from the gods and a spiritual light born from the gathering of believers.

At noon, when the bells rang in the halls of the various families, the exhausted slaves and male laborers were given a brief respite.

At this time, the noble ladies of the family would pray and allow their slaves to rest.

They could eat a meal and take a ten-minute nap before having to continue their hard work. The Dark Elves' granting them rest time was not out of care, but merely to prolong the life of their tools.

But today, those urgent bells are a call to war.

"Clang clang clang!"

The attacks by the mind flayer army are becoming increasingly fierce. This time, nearly a hundred mind flayers can even be vaguely seen on the battlefield, which means that thousands of minions have gathered.

Given the fragile ecological structure of the underground world, this must definitely be a fighting force composed of outsider reinforcements.

After all, a mind flayer needs to consume at least one intelligent brain per month, and if it eats freely for a week, it will need one. A slightly larger mind flayer clan can easily turn the underworld into a true "no man's land".

"Are they planning to rebuild the kingdom?" This scale is too abnormal.

There are no fools among the housewives, or rather, even if a fool were to become a housewife by chance, he wouldn't live very long.

As knowledge holders, they knew from the sheer size of the mind flayers that coexistence between the two sides was no longer possible.

All previous agreements and private pacts can be torn up.

The mastermind of the mind flayers, acting as the community's administrator, controls the size of the mind flayer community. Generally, a group of more than thirty mind flayers would make the mind flayers seem too "harmful" in the Underworld.

Now, it's clear that there are over a hundred mind flayers on the battlefield, and the entire race may have exceeded two or three hundred. A mind flayer community of this size might not even be enough for the entire Mosodir to feed on.

After all, they are not only gluttonous but also picky eaters. Intelligent beings often take more than 20 years to mature (become food for mind flayers), while mind flayers can digest them in a week.

"They're serious, give up the illusions," the matriarch said, speaking the truth.

"I'll go awaken the ancestral warriors and mummy warriors right now. Should we also summon your family's spider elf legion?" The matriarch was willing to give up her true fighting strength, yet she still demanded that other families be equal.

"Where are those stupid male martial arts masters? Where are they?" Finally, they began to use their family's private assets and elite troops.

The matriarchs argued on the city walls, watching the ever-growing army of mind flayers, with no hope left.

The "cockroaches" hailed as beings of the multiverse can coexist with you when they only have one community, and can even become quite useful tools. However, when they begin to call upon their kind on a large scale and form legions, being conquered by them means becoming their food supply.

The fact that mind flayers eat brains is due to their own incomplete physiological structure; they need "pheromones," "psychic energy," and "brain tissue" from the brains of other races.

The more intelligent and mentally capable a mind is, the happier they are. Each of these mistresses will be the main course at the banquet!

Finally, Mozordirka's war machine was truly running at full capacity.

This is the problem with the "family" system. All the armed forces are actually the private property of the family. They will only take real action when their own interests are harmed. Otherwise, they are happy to see the first family collapse under strong pressure.

"Boom!"

But when the familiar yet strange behemoth appeared amidst the earthquake and the loud noise, all the matriarchs' faces immediately turned grim.

The situation has worsened.

Compared to yesterday, it has grown by at least a third and can now overlook the city wall!

But the biggest change is the enormous horn that has now extended from the side of the brain.

This in itself is nothing special, but the growth of antlers on deer also signifies that they have entered adulthood! This prince of beasts has begun to enter pre-adulthood!

It was floating.

Those with eagle eyes see the most terrifying reality.

That mountain-sized beast was actually hovering on all four hooves.

This means that it has completely mastered the power of gravity itself and can use it on itself, which also means...
"The walls that were imbued with divine power are now meaningless to it."

The harsh reality slapped all the housewives in the face.

We mind flayers are waiting for reinforcements, waiting for the Beast Children to mature.

Sisters, what are you dark elves waiting for?!

The thought of "using all our strength on the first day" flashed through the minds of all the matriarchs. But the next moment, they didn't need to think about it anymore. Even if they had to do it ten more times, they would still conserve their strength until that day.

Perhaps this is the root cause of why, despite their considerable individual strength and magical civilization, the Dark Elves have always been forced to eke out a living in the underworld.

This, perhaps, is the real systemic problem. Even at this moment, the matriarchs are beginning to consider escape.

When things are going well, they play it safe; when things are even, they play it safe; when things are going badly, they run away. When it comes to having bad teammates, the Dark Elf Society is practically perfect.

"Dangdang!"

On the city wall, a sudden sound drew everyone's attention.

The goddess Verna floated up slowly, black swords unfurling in the wind, shadows and divine fire transforming into her wings.

She is still here.

From beginning to end, she gave it her all, and her current figure, along with the divine power surging from her body, stabilized the morale of the army, which was on the verge of collapse.

The next moment, her calm words echoed throughout the entire city wall.

"God, watch over us."

As the words fell, cheers erupted from the city walls. The ordinary warriors were encouraged, but the dark elf matriarchs received a warning.

She knew how to boost the morale of this bunch of trash.

Saying things like "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold" is useless. When the city is destroyed, they can just move to another city and start over.

But if one loses divine favor and becomes a deserter on the battlefield under divine watch, one is regarded as trash and useless garbage.
"Boom!" A series of explosions occurred, and colorful divine magical halos rose and fell one after another.

All sorts of summoned creatures, secret treasures, and magical items were deployed on the battlefield.

This time, the Dark Elf matriarchs finally stopped arguing and retreating, and they had to fight desperately.

The goddess Verna did not rush forward. She silently watched the ever-expanding beast; this was destined to be a protracted battle.
"Sister." Her thoughts were already on the small team outside the city.

"At least, she can escape." She no longer had much hope for what was happening outside.

It's easy to imagine that the mind flayer race outside will only grow larger, and the defenses around the mainframe will only become more comprehensive.

"Mother, if you cannot protect me, protect Tarabal." It seems that, as a goddess, she could only pray to the gods.

Perhaps at this moment, she wasn't very confident that she could escape this calamity.

After all, the crisis was still looming, and no new divine prophecy had yet arrived.
In her view, it was possible that even the gods could not see through it, or more likely that the fate of destruction was already predetermined.

"If everything is destined to be destroyed, at least in the last moment everything should burn fiercely." Wielding her black sword, the goddess once again faced the behemoth.
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Verna's calculations were correct; the mind flayer community was expanding far faster than expected, and these "interstellar cockroaches" were rapidly banding together and increasing in number.

Even if all the Dark Elf squads outside were gathered together, they wouldn't be enough to break through the mastermind's lair.

Moreover, expecting the dark elves to unite and cooperate? Perhaps having a single family carry out the task alone, without hindering each other, would increase the success rate.

However, reality is always beyond imagination. Just as the Mindflayers were about to succeed, there was a group of people, or rather a group of beasts, who were even more anxious than the elves of Mensodirka!
"The battle of Menzoberranzan has begun, let us begin too, to save our prince!"

The scattered high priests gathered from all directions; they were the ones most unable to accept the enslavement of the Beast Prince.

A large number of small beasts transformed into human-beast hybrids, and unknowingly they had already approached the area where the main brain was located.

Even Rean and his group would not have expected that among their "reinforcements" were a large number of dark elf nobles. These scattered hunting squads, having barely killed any of the mind flayers they were hunting, had quietly become entangled with the Order of the Beasts once again.

They, along with their auxiliary troops, became the main force on the battlefield.

"Boom!"

When the pure white magical girl falls, that will be the greatest asset on this battlefield.

But she is not the only one.

Another girl with half-black and half-white hair also went to the battlefield. Her ancient wooden antler staff was almost identical to that of her predecessor.

The appearance of the two magical girls also signifies that two beast princes have arrived on the battlefield to save their kind.

With this, all four Beast Princes that were being hunted by the Mind Flayers have now appeared, following the capture of the first Beast Prince.

In order to survive, the various races of the underworld have fought tooth and nail.

Meanwhile, in one corner of the battlefield, Rean's squad of ground troops arrived at the edge of the battlefield as scheduled.

(End of this chapter)