Pa.
Søren, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped. His muscles tightened, and his palm held the hilt of Icingdeath in an instant. He was ready to fight at any time. The Lolita Dragon next to him was shocked by Søren's action, but in the next moment, she quickly disappeared. Her petite figure appeared in mid-air, and her whole body was shrouded in an invisible energy field. The only one who was unaware was the captured Duergar, who was still looking around blankly.
"Psionic Energy Field!"
Søren's expression was very solemn. His perception was raised to the limit, and his telepathy was also paying attention to the surroundings. He slowly said, "There's a Psionic Warlock casting nearby!"
The little Lolita Dragon's expression was very serious, and she whispered, "Legendary!"
"No, no, no!"
"It should be above Legendary! I felt a terrible power like a Psionic Storm! The coverage of the Psionic Force Field is quite wide! "
"How is that possible!"
"There can't be such a powerful Psionic Warlock in the material plane!"
Both of them were ready to fight at any time.
However, there was no abnormal situation nearby, and the sudden burst of Psionic Force Field only existed for a moment. When it calmed down, Søren even suspected that he had just seen an illusion. However, if there was no Lolita Dragon next to him, Søren might think that it was an illusion, but now that the Lolita Dragon next to him also felt it, it was absolutely impossible that it was an illusion. There was indeed a very powerful Psionic Warlock casting a spell, and the coverage of the Psionic Force Field was so large that it was a little beyond Søren's imagination.
Such a coverage area.
According to Søren's past memory, if it was really done by a Psionic Warlock, then his profession level might be above level 30!
A level 30 Psionic Warlock?
How was that possible!
Søren had never encountered such an existence during the Time of Troubles. There were probably only a few creatures in the Astral Plane that could reach this level.
"Was it an illusion?"
The Lolita Dragon shook her little head and landed on the ground. She stared at Søren and murmured, "Did you feel it? Just now! A very powerful Psionic Force Field! "
Søren nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "I felt it."
"It's impossible for both of us to be hallucinating at the same time. There might really be a psionic warlock nearby."
"It's best to be careful later."
The lolita dragon nodded her little head gently and said softly, "Could it be a Githyanki? The knowledge in my memory tells me that Githyankis often appear in the Underdark, and there are many powerful psionic warlocks among them. "
Surprise.
Søren looked at the Lolita Dragon next to him in surprise and said slowly, "It's possible! Githyankis do appear frequently in the Underdark! "
It seemed that this Lolita Dragon was quite knowledgeable.
Most of the time, a dragon's hereditary memory would take a long time. Judging from her current form, she probably hadn't fully awakened all her hereditary memories. This meant that her bloodline was most likely from the Dragon Nation.
"Giz Yankee!"
"Damn it! I don't know much about the Underdark before the Avatar Crisis. Is there really a powerful psionic warlock visiting the Underdark from the Astral Boundary? "
"Which Astral Boundary traveler would it be?"
Søren tried his best to search his memory, but unfortunately, he could get very little information. When he first came to the Underdark, it was already after the Avatar Crisis. The gap between the two was actually quite big, which was why he needed a guide. The difficulty of the Underdark was much higher than the surface world. Before the Avatar Crisis, only a few adventurers could enter it. About this period of time, a lot of information was just hearsay because not many people could intervene in this level of field at that time.
Søren also reincarnated in the River Styx before he became a legend, so there was a partial gap in the information level.
"Be careful."
Søren looked around, motioned the Gray Dwarf to continue moving forward, and said slowly, "Psionic warlocks are not easy to deal with! We have to be ready for battle at any time. "
The group continued to move forward.
But until Søren found the way to the city of the Gray Dwarves, they didn't encounter any abnormalities.
Everything just now was like an illusion.
They didn't encounter any enemies, nor did they see any traces of psionic warlocks.
The psionic force field disappeared.
It only existed for a moment and then disappeared completely.
…
The Underdark, the crossing passage.
The Demigod Vampire threw away the body of the Drows in his hand, raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and said contemptuously, "This group of dirty and licentious Drows! Their blood is as disgusting as feces! "
At the feet of the Hellpoemer was the body of another female Drow. He glanced at the Demigod Vampire coldly and said slowly, "Then why did you bite her!"
Reinhardt spat softly, as if he still felt a little disgusted.
He turned and glanced at the Hellpoemer next to him. A frivolous smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said lightly, "We are not familiar with this place, so we need a servant to lead the way."
A drop of blood slid down.
With some kind of evil and depraved power, the body of the Drows at his feet suddenly trembled.
"Master!"
A cold and ruthless voice sounded, and the dead Drows stood up. Her pupils were gray, and her whole body was like a puppet, humbly kneeling at the feet of the Demigod Vampire.
"Look."
The Demigod Vampire smiled slightly, raised his hand and tapped on the forehead of the Drows, and slowly said, "What a simple thing! Now we can let her lead the way. "
"The God of Half-Elves and Rogues!"
"I can't wait any longer. What should the blood of a god taste like? "
"It must be very wonderful!"
The Hellpoemer looked at him blankly, gently touched the magic flute in his palm, and said coldly, "Don't be complacent! This is the territory of the Queen of Spiders. "
"It is not ruled out that she will also notice this prey."
"This existence is not to be trifled with! Even her avatar is enough to kill us easily. "
Reinhardt's body trembled, and then he seemed calm and said, "It shouldn't be. For the Queen of Spiders, a weak god should not be enough for her to personally take action. "
The Hellpoemer did not speak, but continued to walk forward. After a while, he said, "Don't forget her greed and brutality!"
"Besides."
"She may be interested in anything related to elves."
The Demigod Vampire paused for a moment, and then said, "But that's a half-elf, and it has nothing to do with the Drows."
The Hellpoemer looked around and then said, "I know."
"So we'd better pray that we don't meet her. The recent changes in the Drows may be because she has passed on some kind of oracle. In addition, I heard that a group of Paladins with good strength have also come to the Underdark. I don't know what the purpose of these guys is. What could possibly attract them here in this Dark Zone that is filled with evil and chaos? "
Paladins?
The Demigod Vampire frowned and then said with a disgusted face, "What a group of guys!"
…
An unknown place.
A towering Adept's Tower stood on the plains, piercing the clouds.
At the top of the wizard tower, there was an astrology platform with countless mysterious and ancient runes engraved on it. At this moment, a figure in a gray robe stood in the center, and his sight seemed to pass through space and looked at the underground world.
"It's begun."
He gently raised his finger, and a metallic luster appeared on his fingertips. As the faint light sprinkled in front of him, his appearance gradually became clear.
It had a metallic face and a metallic body.
The silver-white metal was like human skin, and it changed slightly with his expression. There was a special device on his chest. It was a clock that could not be described in words. There were countless tiny runes on it, and there were special marks on the twelve notches. It looked like the pattern of the twelve zodiac signs.
The clock was still ticking. He looked into the distance and murmured, "I don't have much time left."
"Maybe the brilliance of the arcane can bloom again!"
"Maybe everything will be buried by time! Only time will tell us the answer! Only time will tell everything! "
"Thank you."
"Dirklena! May you be eternally in time! "
…
A space crack leading to the unknown place.
In front of this man made entirely of metal, there was a space as bright as the galaxy. In the center of the space, there was a dragon sleeping. With its breathing, time and space gradually distorted.
Time Dragon!
There was only one existence in the entire multiverse that could distort time and space like this.
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