Chapter 708: The Wax‑Melted Demon

For this Moonlight Church gathering, Reslin, Yizite and Tai Bo Lun went together.

All three disguised themselves; Tai Bo Lun and Yizite used magic drugs to alter their appearance, Reslin employed shape‑shifting, shrinking his stature by a few centimeters, turning his pallid skin dark, his gaze sharp and gloomy, then donning leather armor and a long sword at his waist, looking just like a genuine Zhuoer warrior.

Tai Bo Lun looked at the Zhuoer warrior before him and couldn't help silently praising.

If one hadn't seen Reslin's shape‑shifting process with one's own eyes, even with abundant experience, one could not see through this disguise.

"Let's go."

Reslin waved his hand and opened an anydoor.

The three Zhuoer warriors emerged from the anydoor, appearing in a shadowed corner a few hundred meters from Tai Bo Lun's house.

Tai Bo Lun identified the direction and whispered, "Follow me."

Then he walked openly onto the street.

Yizite and Reslin followed behind him, looking like aristocratic retainers.

Walking the streets of Mosuobulai, Reslin's face remained impassive, but his eyes gathered all the information he saw.

Night had just fallen, and most parts of the city were quiet; few pedestrians were on the streets, almost all Zhuoer commoners.

Some Zhuoer drove slaves back from outside the city, the Snake-Head Whip striking intermittently, leaving bloodstains on the slaves.

The number of slaves far exceeded that of the Zhuoer, by several times, yet not a single slave dared to resist; hard labor drained their strength, their faces numb, their steps unsteady, and sometimes a whip strike elicited little reaction.

When the aristocratically dressed Tai Bo Lun passed, the Zhuoer overseer hurriedly whipped the slaves, clearing the road from afar.

The Zhuoer commoners who could give or take slaves' lives, when facing aristocrats, became servile and trembling, each bowing their heads, not daring to glance at Tai Bo Lun.

The status gap between commoners and aristocrats seemed even larger than that between slaves and commoners.

Mosuobulai's rigid class hierarchy is evident from this.

Reslin watched with silent amazement, truly witnessing what a real slave society is. In this world where great power belongs to oneself, slaves have almost no chance to overthrow their masters, see no hope, only a dead end.

The realm forged by Spider Queen Ros tolerates no trace of warmth or kindness.

Those with soft hearts cannot survive in Zhuoer cities, further highlighting the value of people like Yizite and Tai Bo Lun, whose hearts lean toward the light.

Of course, their ability to uphold conscience also depends on the support of benevolent deities.

Without the Dark Maiden and her Moonlight Church shielding the kind Zhuoer, they would soon be eradicated or fall into the evil camp.

In the end, only deities can oppose deities!

Reslin felt a sudden enlightenment.

Mosuobulai City's area is comparable to a district of Mo Du; shortly after, the three crossed half the city to reach the gathering site.

This place, located in the southern commercial district, is one of the rare bright spots of Mosuobulai City at night.

Many Zhuoer commoners, merchants and mercenaries, as well as some foreign caravans authorized by the city's upper echelons, gathered in this area formed by a few streets to revel; taverns, inns, brothels and shops crowded the sidewalks, crowds weaving like fabric, and besides Zhuoer there were many outsiders, making it the most vibrant spot in all of Mosuobulai.

Tai Bo Lun and the two others entered a brothel.

He was familiar with the place, dismissed the female elf who came to greet guests, and went straight through the front building into the rear courtyard.

Reslin's sense of all things heard waves of panting and screams rising and falling, seeming both painful and intensely joyous, interspersed with strange noises.

Snap! Snap! Snap…

All-Seeing Eye pierced the wall, seeing whips brandished, lashing naked bodies one after another.

"Uh…"

He looked around and found that whipping services were not unique; those dark elves greatly enjoyed this odd pastime, using it to spice up mating.

Whipping is only the most conventional method; there are even more extreme tastes.

They really know how to have fun!

Reslin internally muttered, couldn't help looking a few more times out of curiosity, and discovered that most of those being whipped and ravaged were male Zhuoer, while the aggressors were almost all female Zhuoer.

This role reversal made him pause, then he suddenly understood.

This isn't a brothel at all, but a duck house!

The female Zhuoer are the clients, while the male Zhuoer are the technicians; they handle the customers, serve women, and endure whipping, binding, wax dripping, anal blasting… at the bottom of the mating chain.

Realizing this, Reslin suddenly found it too graphic to watch, unable to look directly.

He averted his gaze and glanced at Tai Bo Lun beside him.

This guy knows the duck house so well; could he be a regular? Uh… he has a wife, so probably not.

Reslin, bored, thought about it, and saw Tai Bo Lun enter a courtyard room where blood‑red curtains hung from the ceiling, partitioning the room into several spaces; delicate wooden racks burned some kind of sandalwood incense, the air turning sweet and intoxicating.

The room was filled with a seductive atmosphere, and the walls bore a certain psychic array that amplified inner desire.

Fortunately, the three were legends‑level strong, barely affected.

Tai Bo Lun lifted a thick blanket, twisted a wooden rack in the corner, and the floor slid open, revealing an entrance to an underground passage.

He led the way in without hesitation.

Reslin and the other followed the passage, discovering a spacious secret chamber extending more than ten meters underground, with a soft large bed in the center.

On a table in the corner were neatly arranged many tools; just the whips of various shapes and lengths numbered seven or eight, plus magically treated ropes, iron clamps, a horned device, aphrodisiac magic drugs, and many other bizarre items.

Tai Bo Lun, seeing the odd expressions on Yizite's and Reslin's faces, awkwardly explained, "Brothels in Mosuobulai all have such secret rooms, allowing guests to fully enjoy privacy, very safe, perfect for our secret gathering."

Yizite, having grown up in Mosuobulai City, was no longer surprised by this.

"Oh."

Reslin nodded in response, expressionless.

His gaze swept over the chaotic tools on the table; he could guess the purpose of a few, but the rest were completely incomprehensible…

All-Seeing Eye scanned the secret chamber and, just as Tai Bo Lun said, found it extremely concealed. The chamber was equipped with a Soundproof Force Field and rune arrays that mask magical fluctuations and block spell detection; as long as the chamber isn't collapsed, no matter how loud the commotion inside, nothing is heard outside.

Yizite also carefully inspected every corner of the secret chamber.

Tai Bo Lun pushed the central bed into the corner, placing it beside the table, and pulled the sheet over the items on the table, feeling a bit better, less awkward.

"They should be arriving soon."

A few minutes later, a sound came from the passage above the secret chamber.

A male Zhuoer descended, his whole body wrapped in a black cloak, a silver‑white mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of pale violet eyes. After entering, a light voice sounded from beneath the mask: "Moonlight shines upon you."

It is the greeting among the Dark Maiden's followers.

Tai Bo Lun gave an elegant reply, "May the lady bless my brother."

The Zhuoer nodded and stepped to the side.

Reslin had been observing him with his Soul Eye since he entered; although he concealed himself well, the Soul Eye easily saw through everything. He was a young high‑level Zhuoer warrior, exceptionally talented, the fire of faith in his soul a pale white like tranquil moonlight, identical to Tai Bo Lun's fire of faith, proving he was a follower of the Dark Maiden.

The young Zhuoer entered with extreme vigilance, only relaxing after Tai Bo Lun's reply.

For the next half hour, Zhuoers entered the secret chamber one after another.

Each Zhuoer was disguised; some wore masks and black veils, others used transformation, very carefully concealing their true identities.

But before the Soul Eye, nothing could hide.

Reslin observed each incoming Zhuoer, a total of over ten, mostly male, with only two or three female Zhuoers. They all possessed considerable strength, at least Mid‑stage Zhuoer warriors, as well as rangers and assassins, and even two male Zhuoer mages.

Mosuobulai permits only females to study magic; any male who is granted an exception to enter the Mage Academy is invariably an exceptionally gifted mage prodigy.

As more Zhuoers gathered in the secret chamber, the atmosphere grew relaxed.

The Dark Maiden's followers are all kind‑hearted; they need not be as cautious as usual, not even having to think twice before speaking, fearing to expose their backgrounds to outsiders.

Here, one can freely unleash one's true nature.

Members of the Moonlight Church trust each other like true brothers and sisters; gradually, a few Zhuoers began to chat softly, the air filled with merriment. It is this feeling, unattainable in dark‑elf society, that draws kind Zhuoers to follow the Dark Maiden.

Although they conceal their identities each time they meet, they remember each other's disguised appearances; some especially close Zhuoers maintain private contacts, helping one another.

As the organizer, Tai Bo Lun's face also broke into a smile.

He counted the people, frowned, and asked, "Has Kandisi not arrived yet?"

The over ten Zhuoers looked at each other, none responding.

They are all mid‑level members of the Moonlight Church, responsible for relaying messages and recruiting believers; each Zhuoer commands a few subordinate followers, ranging from two or three to over ten, collectively encompassing more than 150 brothers and sisters existing in Mosuobulai.

At each secret gathering, participants have a code name.

Kandisi is one such name; it is a very common Zhuoer name, and even if it spreads, it won't reveal identity.

Tai Bo Lun was about to ask again when a crisp female voice sounded from outside the passage of the secret chamber.

"Your Excellency Night Eagle, I am late."

A female Zhuoer in a dark long robe entered; she wore no mask, revealing a stunning face, silver hair cascading to her ankles, a red wand sheathed at her waist, exuding a swaying, mature charm as she moved.

Tai Bo Lun exhaled a sigh of relief, smiling, "Kandisi, I thought something had happened to you."

He values Kandisi greatly and knows her true identity.

Kandisi is a Zhuoer noble, born of the fifth‑ranked Kaenofen family in Mosuobulai City, and a legendary mage of very high standing, with future prospects of contending for the family matriarch. If she can infiltrate the ruling council, her importance to the Moonlight Church is self‑evident.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency Night Eagle."

Dressed as a mage, Kandisi made a graceful bow to Tai Bo Lun, her eyes shifting to the two Zhuoer warriors beside him, exclaiming in surprise, "Why haven't I met these two gentlemen before?"

Tai Bo Lun was about to answer when a startled "Eh?" rang out.

"Hm?"

The voice came from Reslin, who stared at the entrance of the secret chamber, as if he had spotted something important.

Tai Bo Lun's gaze was instantly drawn to the entrance.

Kandisi also turned, and the Zhuoers in the secret chamber grew tense, their attention captured, yet the passage entrance was empty and showed no abnormality.

Gotcha!

He's deceiving us…

The thought flashed through the Zhuoers' minds; as they turned back, a peripheral glance caught the unremarkable Zhuoer warrior brandishing a straight silver staff, raising his hand to cast an instant spell.

A dark‑green beam erupted from his fingertip.

Disintegrate!

Tai Bo Lun's eyes twitched, and before he could comprehend, the dark‑green beam struck Kandisi before him.

The female Zhuoer mage screamed, a shield materializing around her.

However, the power of the Disintegrate far exceeded her expectation; the shield burst like a bubble, and the dark‑green beam pierced her body.

Kandisi's whole body trembled.

She could not withstand the Disintegrate; her body turned to powder and scattered.

Until then, Tai Bo Lun and the Zhuoers did not understand why Reslin had acted so suddenly; as they were about to question him, the powder that Kandisi had become began to churn, emitting a nauseating stench, and in an instant transformed into a black fog.

The viscous black fog spread, sharp howls echoing within.

A foul‑red giant eye bobbed in and out of the fog; the mist contracted intermittently, forming around the eye a mass of rotting‑mud‑like fluid that sprouted numerous snake‑like tentacles.

Those tentacles hardened into rigid exoskeletons, supporting a massive black spider.

Before the spider form could stabilize, it shifted into the image of a stunning female Zhuoer, a painful scream issuing from her mouth as if she were resisting a severe injury.

These transformations occurred in almost a single second.

"Wax Demon!"

The Zhuoers in the secret chamber were horrified, instinctively stepping back; a few timid Zhuoers nearly fled for the exit.

Tai Bo Lun's complexion also changed dramatically.

Kandisi had actually been transformed from a Wax Demon, and he had not seen it at all.

In the Dark Realm, especially within dark‑elf society, Wax Demons are dreaded beings. They are demons from the bottomless Abyss, masters of transformation, capable of freely shifting among female Zhuoer, mutated spider, and fog forms.

However, Wax Demons frighten Zhuoers because they all serve Spider Queen Ros.

Priests of the Spider Church honor Wax Demons as handmaidens of Ros.

A handmaiden of Ros assuming Kandisi's appearance infiltrated the Moonlight Church's secret gathering; thus, the real Kandisi's current situation needs no further speculation.

Have all the brothers and sisters been exposed?

Taibolun didn't dare to think further, immediately drew his longsword and attacked the heavily wounded wax-melt demon, but someone acted faster than him.

A huge labyrinth phantom enveloped the wax-melt demon, shrinking it and sending it into the void.

Beside Reslin, twelve copies of Reslin appeared, each casting a portal, and he told the drow: "Hurry up, outside is surrounded."

(End of chapter)