Eight long legs with hairy bones, eight
knocking against the stone, ticking, ticking, knocking, knocking. Knocking violently.
After many years, Brian came to this familiar place again.
Even though so much time has passed, it still feels like it’s the other day when I see him again.
He looked at everything around him vigilantly, trying to find out what changes had occurred here from before.
In this octagonal room, what Brian glanced at were all a dazzling array of strange objects. They were placed in a haphazard manner, like treasure chests hiding secrets.
Only two or three steps away from the collapsed bed, the body of a spider elf was hunched, seemingly carrying a heavy secret.
He was tightly wrapped in a black robe and hid himself deeply in the darkness. As the eight spider legs tapped gently on the smooth marble floor, they made strange knocking sounds.
The light of the magic lamp fell, illuminating the entire room and everything Brian wanted to see.
Under the interplay of light and shadow, he could clearly see the face of the spider elf - hidden under the hood, it was still his iconic gray mask.
That mask seems to carry endless mystery and depth, making it impossible for people to peek into the story behind it.
The rickety body and the black robe surrounding it looked even more mysterious under the strange light.
At this moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and only Brian's breathing echoed in the quiet space.
He seemed to be able to feel the madness and fanaticism that the spider elf was trying to suppress, and he could also feel some kind of terrifying energy hidden deep in his heart.
This made Brian secretly speculate that his plan was likely to fail. Not only did it fail, it also brought him unimaginable consequences.
At this time, the sharp perception of the spider elf caught Brian's eyes.
His eight spider legs tapped the ground, moving slowly and rhythmically, and his voice was hoarse and low like sandpaper.
The spider wizard looked at Brian with that fearful mask, and spoke slowly, with a slightly trembling voice: "Hello, Mr. Brian, I didn't expect that we would meet again. One day. But please forgive me, my friend, I must cover my face with this mask again."
There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in the spider wizard's words.
He took a deep breath, a trace of desire and a kind of fanatical power that was hard to suppress flashed in his eyes.
"Actually, how much I wish I could face everyone in this world with my true face. However, since those distant days, I have lost the opportunity to show my true face. Just like my name - Yalin Fan ·Ven, like the dusty history, is gradually forgotten by the world."
His tone revealed deep sadness and emotion.
The spider wizard was silent for a few seconds, as if immersed in memories of the past.
Then, he sighed: "Yeah, not many people remember the former Yalinvan Wynn. He was once the eldest son of a prominent family and one of the most outstanding mages in the ancient city of Orens. One, second only to Khadrov."
"It's a pity that the fickleness of fate has involved me in the whirlpool of family decline. When my loyal family was reduced to ashes in the fire, when I suffered from a hostile family. Due to the unimaginable pain and torture of my mistress, I lost everything I wanted, lost the qualification and power to compete for the chief mage of Ancient Orens City, and also lost the ideal I once wanted to pursue so persistently. This is very important to me. Say, what a painful loss and endless loss.
Now, I can only hide in this small city and spend the rest of my life in this cage-like room. "
Faced with the confession of the spider wizard in front of him, Brian was silent. His heart was calm and he maintained due caution. Although the other party had saved his life, this could not On behalf of Brian, he must believe in the wizard's words.
As a time traveler, he has unique perspective and judgment.
The spider wizard stopped. With eight spider legs tapping the ground, holding the magic crutch tightly in his hand, he bowed deeply to Brian
His voice was full of solemnity and awe, "Now, please allow me to introduce myself to you again. For centuries, I have been known as the spider wizard, a fanatic of Lolth. I am obsessed with worshiping Lolth, and I have All the power exists for her glory. At least outside this door, this is my existence."
Brian already knew the self-introduction of the spider wizard.
However, he responded to the wizard's words with courtesy and curiosity.
He asked: "You claim to be a fanatical admirer of Rose, so what kind of person are you in your own space, in this mage tower where no one can spy? ?”
Brian’s words revealed respect and curiosity for the other party.
Faced with Brian's direct question, the spider wizard not only showed no anger, but his eyes also shone with a meaningful light, which was a sign of appreciation for Brian's question.
“I really saw the right person.” His voice was full of affirmation of Brian’s keen insight. “What I like most is that when asking questions like you, you can grasp the key points and ask questions well. People who have questions."
"In front of you..."
As he spoke, the spider wizard's tone gradually became urgent, as if a strong wind was blowing, carrying uncontrollable anger and anger. despair.
He was shaking all over, and his face under the mask seemed to be distorted with anger.
Then, he suddenly grabbed his mask and threw it to the ground like a disgusting burden.
With the sound of the mask falling to the ground, he spit out a spittle full of contempt and roared:
"I curse that damn female spider Rose, she is like a plague in my heart. She is disgusting! If I have the chance to face her, I would give up everything just to kick her ugly ass. Even if I am shattered to pieces in the next second, I will never regret it!
That abominable old witch is the one who forces us to hide in this trash heap that never sees the light of day. Her viciousness has corrupted our hearts, causing the once noble drow to degrade to even the humblest level. Not even the goblins. My hatred for her is as deep as the cracks in Crackclaw Valley, and beyond!
Yes, I hate her! "
The spider wizard's madness doesn't stop there.
He treated the mask on the ground like his most hated enemy, constantly stepping on the mask under his feet, as if the mask was the incarnation of Rose.
Every stepping movement he made was filled with deep hatred and determination.
And the eyes of the spider wizard were shining with angry fire, as if he wanted to burn everything.
The surrounding air seemed to be infected by his anger, becoming hot and heavy.
The calm mage image before has disappeared, replaced by a mad lion driven by hatred. (End of this chapter)