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Chapter 1448 1445. Physical Solution: The most arrogant schemes are often carried out in the most simple way

Matron Drusilla summoned the shadow elf dignitaries who had arrived in the city.

Considering that she had just suffered a despicable but failed assassination attempt, the mistresses who came to the appointment were more or less cautious. They brought the warrior chiefs and spellcasters of their respective families and gathered in the mistress's tower in the Shadow City.

Grandmother Shadow's three daughters came out to receive them, but the meeting did not start right away because other guests had not arrived yet.

The high priests of the Abyss Sisterhood were also invited, but these guys who were used to hiding in the shadows did not even come together for the appointment. They were just like patients in the late stage of autism. They insisted on coming one by one, and more than an hour passed by before only sixteen high priests came.

This is far from enough.

When the Abyss Sisterhood was led by the leader Yvette, there were only thirteen high priests. However, after Yvette encountered "misfortune", this number quickly expanded to twenty-nine. According to their rules, to become a high priest, one must first have a devout belief in Ms. Spider, secondly, have a consciousness of devoting oneself to the shadow elf civilization, and finally, have outstanding strength and the necessary skills.

However, it turned out that these guys were neither pious nor had any sense of sacrifice, and even their strength was questionable.

They are indeed very good.

The twenty-nine high priests are all golden, but the source of power behind this exaggerated number of masters is very suspicious, especially those high priests who have been substitutes for less than a hundred years. They were all unknown guys in Yvette's era.

But the number of twenty-nine high priests alone is terrifying enough. If we only talk about the strength on paper, this organization ranks among the best in the entire continent. And each high priest within the Abyss Sisterhood has their own area of ​​work that they are responsible for, which covers almost every aspect of the shadow elf society.

It is no wonder that the mistresses who hold worldly power are afraid of this organization. These guys' actions to "replace" it are no longer just an expectation but have turned into actions that are being implemented.

The Abyss Sisterhood expelled the entire family from the Driole family just because the matriarch questioned them about Lady Rose abandoning the Shadow Elves. The matriarch was even subjected to the spider-transformation torture. It can be seen that the power held by the Sisterhood in the Shadow Elf society has far exceeded their duties.

This quickly aroused the indignation of the remaining mistresses.

Especially when there are only seven left out of the thirteen families, the most cunning women among the shadow elves realize that if they don't stick together, they might really die unclearly in the current turbulent situation.

In this situation where the confrontation between the two sides has become tit-for-tat, Lady Drusilla has become the representative of "secular power". Therefore, her summons today is indeed like a Hongmen Banquet specially designed for "showdown" for the high priests of the Abyss Sisterhood.

Finally, three hours after Grandmother Shadow issued the summons, all twenty high priests arrived at the tower.

There are still nine high priests who haven't come, but they won't come either. They are either far away from Suiying City, or are carrying out secret missions, or are simply in the city but don't want to come.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Abyss Sisters, the gathering of twenty Golden Ones is enough to represent the will of their group. Of course, if the negotiations fail, these twenty people and their followers and summons are enough to massacre the Shadow Tower from top to bottom.

Not to mention, there are people of their kind in the Shadow Tower as well.

This wave, this wave is 90 percent sure, I have caught a turtle in a jar, the advantage is on my side.

The Sisterhood doesn’t really know how to lose.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Drusilla. The First and Second Sisters are praying devoutly to Ms. Spider to resolve the goddess’s wrath and bring her glory and grace back to the shadow elves. The other sisters have important matters to attend to and cannot come in person to attend this meeting that will determine the future of the tribe.

Please forgive me for any negligence. "

As the representative of the sisterhood today, the Third High Priest took the initiative to apologize to the Shadow Grandmother in front of him, but Ms. Drusilla did not have too much dissatisfaction. She just nodded coldly, and then made a gesture to let the family servants open the Abyss Council Hall in the Shadow Tower, which was specially used to discuss important matters.

The matriarchs of the families and their chief warriors walked on the left side of Grandmother Shadow, and the high priests of the sisterhood walked on the right side. The two distinct forces entered in two directions and took their seats in the circular meeting hall at the top of the tower.

Every chair here represents the power of the shadow elf community, but unfortunately at this precarious moment, many chairs are empty.

Especially for the matrons of the families, the six vacant chairs in their camp were really a cause for grief at this moment.

Ms. Drusilla, who was sitting on the main seat as the host, did not waste time on greetings. After everyone was seated and the door of the meeting room was closed, she spoke with a bit of fatigue:
"I don't need to explain the current situation in detail. Ever since the Shadow Elves left the Kingdom of Castia and migrated to the Eternal Rift and took root there, the situation of our tribe has never been as bad as it is now. There are ratmen causing chaos in the west and insect swarms threatening in the east. What's more fatal is that at this dangerous moment, we have lost the protection of Ms. Spider.

The misfortunes that befell the six mistresses and six families have proven that the most critical moment has arrived!
I have gathered you all here today to discuss this matter. I know that everyone sitting here has his or her own plans and ideas. I have no intention of wasting time by starting a big discussion. We have to come up with a solution today, everyone.

Any worst solution is much better than facing a desperate situation and internal struggle.

So my first question is, can the Sisterhood of the Abyss come up with a practical way to get Ms. Spider to bless us again? And, have you found out why Ms. Spider abandoned us?
I think, as people who have been handling matters of faith for hundreds of years, you should have your own conclusions on this matter, right?"

Hey!
Is it so sharp right from the start?

Leaving aside the high priest, the people in the mistress's camp were all in shock, thinking that she was worthy of being Lady Drusilla, for she dared to ask such sharp questions despite the tragic experience of Mistress Druel.

This question, which left no room for retreat, caused the high priests present to remain silent for a while. After a few seconds, the third seat, as a representative, said in a rational and calm tone that a clergyman should have:
“That’s a scary conclusion. Actually, we have always had a conclusion, but we are worried about the terrible impact that this truth will have on our people. But since all the mistresses are here today, there is nothing we cannot say.

After all, only honesty can create true unity.

So, in response to your question, I would answer...it's not that we did anything wrong, but that Ms. Spider betrayed me, etc.!
Since the fifth black disaster, Ms. Spider has been in contact with Murphy, the vampire leader of Transia. She used the power of the vampire to complete the face-cutting of Avalon. This should have been a grand event and a good thing for us, but at that time she didn't care about the fall of Megeva City.

After gaining her freedom, Ms. Rose did not bestow more gifts on her most loyal believers. Instead, under the instigation of vampires, she shaped her kingdom of God into a strange form that was completely different from the Shadow Elves' Shadow Path. She also abandoned her previous ideas and began to promote a dangerous force called the "Web of the World".

On top of that, the Spider Lady plays a rather odd role in the Songhai people's civil unrest.

We have found out the process, and we tell you with great sadness that our goddess has fallen!

She was seduced by the despicable vampire Murphy onto a path that did not belong to her. She abandoned us without any regrets and threw herself into the arms of that dirty and vulgar man!
As the god of the shadow elves, she knelt at Murphy's feet and allowed herself to degenerate into a vampire's concubine. Not only was she unworthy of being a god, she was even unworthy of being a woman!
She no longer paid attention to the shadow elves, perhaps due to the vampire's bewitchment.

But this is not a bad thing, my fellow countrymen!

The Abyss Sisterhood is ashamed of the Goddess's wrong choice. We are unwilling to abandon the ancient law and are actively seeking new pillars of power for our people."

"What a crazy statement!"

As the words of the Third Seat echoed, Shadow Grandmother's eldest daughter Tira could no longer bear to listen. She stood up suddenly, pointed at the Third Seat's nose and scolded:
"Shut your venomous mouth! How dare you shamelessly accuse Ms. Spider of betraying mortals? Damn it! Even the weakest kobolds know that the birth and prosperity of the shadow elves came from the protection of Ms. Spider."

"Oh, poor little girl."

The third seat didn't care at all. Amid the sneers of the other high priests, she said sarcastically:

"You are only forty years old. Do you really know how the Shadow Elves pioneered their current business in a dangerous environment? Do you really think that the prosperity and strength of the Shadow Elves are the blessing of Ms. Spider?
Do not!
The weak goddess has not been able to get rid of the influence of Avalon since her birth. The power she bestowed at the beginning was not enough to allow her original compatriots to survive in the dangerous Eternal Rift!
It's us!
It was the Sisterhood of the Abyss that stood up at the most dangerous moment!
Together with the original mistresses, we established cities, created laws and disciplined the people to achieve our current success.

The mistresses gradually fade away with time, and the hardships of the past have been forgotten by you, but we have not!

I don't!
I clearly remember every day and night since I left the Castilla Peninsula and came to the Eternal Rift. We lost so many compatriots in exchange for our precious independence. I will not allow anyone with ulterior motives to destroy the Shadow Elves' current cause.

I am tired of this weak verbal battle, let's get this straight!"

The third seat stood up and pulled back her hood, revealing her face with a spider mask. She said loudly:
“The Sisterhood of the Abyss has brought new faith to the Shadow Elves. The great Immortal Lord who sits above the universe is kind and generous. As long as we drink the juice of immortality, He will grant us Shadow Elves the power to overcome the crisis and conquer the world!
Unlike the weak and lowly Rose, He does not ask for any contribution from us but only wishes to see the prosperity of those who are blessed.

Here, I ask. No, I demand you!
Matrons, bow down here before the authority of the Lord of Longevity, shed your weak mortal bodies and embrace the infinite future!
Drusilla, let's start with you!" The entire Abyssal Council Hall was in a dead silence. The other matrons turned their heads to look at the Shadow Grandmother sitting on the main seat. The latter still had no unique expression on her face, not even a hint of fake shock.

She didn't seem to care at all what this arrogant "traitor" was saying, just staring at her eyes behind the mask.

Drusilla's eldest daughter, Tira, was particularly active today. She seemed to want to show something to some "audience" who were not here, so the mistress drew her sword and stabbed the traitor in front of her on the spot.

Amid the crowd's exclamations, the sharp and sinister-looking spider sword pierced the third seat's heart, but the latter showed no signs of weakness.

As the blood dripped, she lowered her head to look at the sword stuck in her heart, then sneered and said:
"Is this your resistance? Little girl with dirty blood flowing through her veins, this is all you can do."

"you!"

Tira took a few steps back in shock.

Her sword was coated with a deadly poison made by the master craftsman Callum. Even a thunder lizard would be killed by it. But this monster in front of her...
"Look, these are the people with ulterior motives I just mentioned!"

The third seat grasped the throbbing hilt of the sword, slowly pulling the poisoned sword out of his heart, and threw it at the feet of Lady Tira. She scolded:
"The intelligence system of the Callum Empire is really efficient, and the awe-inspiring servants of the Dragon Emperor have hidden your identities very well, but what can I say? The eyes of the great Immortal Lord are all over the world, allowing us to share the glory of all-seeing.

Drusilla!
As the mistress of the largest family of shadow elves, you have willingly degenerated into a plaything for Callum, a man, and have willingly become his reproductive machine.

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How disgusting!

With the power of the Abyss Sisterhood to control the affairs of the Shadow Elves, I declare that your status as a matriarch has been stripped! Including your three equally lowly daughters, the power of the four families has been taken back and directly controlled by the Sisterhood!

Where is the chief warrior of the family?"

"boom"

The door of the Abyss Council Hall was kicked open, and the chief warrior of the family who had bravely defended the mistress in the assassination before rushed in with a team of family warriors, holding a dragon tooth sword and an expressionless face, pointing the blades at the Shadow Grandmother and her three daughters.

The second and third sisters who had done wrong before finally had some courage at this moment. They and the eldest sister held swords and protected their mother, but this scene looked like a final struggle.

The Sisterhood of the Abyss seemed to have a sure win.

The third seat thought so too. When the other high priests drew their weapons and summoned their own protective spider demons to control the scene, she turned to look at the other three matrons and said:
"What about you? In this moment of change, which side are you going to choose?"

"Long live the Lord of Immortality!"

As soon as the third seat finished speaking, the mistress of the Mathis family immediately jumped up and announced her own camp.

This is normal. This guy allowed the Sisterhood of the Abyss to hide the fallen genetic messenger in her manor, so there is no need to say more about his position.

"Good, you made the right choice."

A high priest nodded in satisfaction, but then corrected himself:
"But you can't use 'Long Live' to curse the great Immortal Lord. He represents the eternal life of the universe. If you say the wrong thing again, I'll have your tongue pulled out."

Madam Matisse immediately lowered her head and admitted her mistake.

The only two remaining matrons looked at each other, their eyes constantly swinging back and forth between Lady Drusilla and the third high priest. The situation before them seemed very clear, and any normal person would know that they should stand on the side of the winner.

But the problem is that the elven matrons are all very cunning, and their definition of "winner" is not limited to superficial advantages. There is no harm in using your brain more at critical moments, especially when the two matrons noticed that Mistress Drusilla had four parts of calmness, three parts of understanding, two parts of disgust, and finally a hint of disdain on her face.

This fully demonstrates that Shadow Grandmother is very likely to have a backup plan.

If you think about it more deeply, this scene where the sisters of the abyss seem to have the upper hand may just be an "obedience test" by Grandmother Shadow.

In this case, if you stand on the wrong side, the consequences will be
"I will never agree with the damn evil god taking away the soul of the shadow elf!"

The elderly Madam Nata gritted her teeth and pulled out her nine-tailed whip. She made a decision and cursed loudly at the Third Seat and her companions in front of her:
"The Shadow Elves have only one goddess, and that is Lady Rose! To hell with your Immortal Lord."

The last matron looked at her companion in shock.

She couldn't understand how this usually gloomiest lady could make a decision so quickly. Hey, shouldn't she wait and see at this time?

But she immediately saw that Madam Nata made a unique gesture to her.

That was the most common gesture of goodwill used by merchants in the Callum Empire, so the younger mistress also reacted, yes! The third seat had just taken the initiative to reveal the hidden background of Grandmother Phantom in order to show their advantages.

He is from the Callum Empire!
You, the Lord of Immortality, sound very powerful, but who in the entire continent doesn’t know the majesty of the Millennium Dragon Emperor?
In this situation, there is no need to think too much about who to turn to.

"Fuck you!"

The last mistress was even more daring. She rudely picked up the wine glass on the table and smashed it at the third seat, but the latter dodged it lightly. So the final decision was made, and the warrior leaders of both sides drew their dragon tooth swords and confronted the high priest in front of them.

"Dig your own grave!"

The third seat was very dissatisfied with the current situation, but it didn’t matter.

She looked at Grandmother Shadow with a triumphant look, then waved her hand, signaling the execution to begin.

Almost at the same time, a loud bang echoed at the top of the tower. As the spire was lifted up by brute force, when the elves looked up, they saw a ferocious black dragon poking its head in from the crack at the top.

“Dig your own grave.”

Drusilla curled her lips and said:
"I have done what I promised you, sir. Now it's your turn to perform."

"Swish"

Against the backdrop of the dancing waves of shadows and the spurting dragon fire, Sarifu Shadowblade's figure fell from a great height. At the same time, a whole row of other clones jumped out from the shadows, forcing the chief of the family guards who had betrayed Shadow's grandmother into a desperate situation in an instant.

When Lady Drusilla was escorted away by her daughter, the high priest wanted to stop her but was forced back by the sharp dragon tooth sword.

Shadow Blade stood alone at the exit, and that one person was like a wall separating the inside and outside of the conference room.

He stretched his neck and said to the group of golden people in front of him:

"Great! All the boring stuff has been abandoned. Now it's just me, you and the grave."

(End of this chapter)