So I'm a sheep.

How...

'Divine magical gifts in each world must be reported to the Holy Angels; as far as I can recall, there aren't many worlds that receive special permission.'

'Let's just forget about this.'

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To avoid any unforeseen complications, Iris, who was leading the way, perfectly avoided the territories of other races and brought the Archangel and Vivian directly to the city of the Drow.

"Lord, I've returned with reinforcements!"

Even when facing her birth mother, Iris still respectfully addressed her as the city lord.

"..."

"Iris, where are the reinforcements?"

The scantily clad Drow matriarch looked around, a look of confusion on her face: "Why are there only the two of them?"

"This is Lady Sariel, she is the leader of the angels on the surface world, with her here..."

"Humph"

A disgruntled snort interrupted Iris's words, and the Drow matriarch picked up a whip and lashed it at her daughter.

"What did I tell you before I left?"

"Where is the human army? Where is the arcane mage squadron?"

"You think you can fool me by just picking some random angel? You deserve a beating!"

Seeing that Iris remained silent despite being stabbed and bleeding, Vivian became angry.

Just as she was about to stop the matriarch of the Drow, she noticed that the little girl beside her was looking up at the sky, as if she were lost in thought.

"Lord Sally"

Vivian couldn't help but tug at the little girl's hand: "Please say something."

"Ok?"

"There's nothing to say now. Let's talk about it after her performance."

Sasha could tell at a glance that this Drow matriarch was the treacherous and cunning type.

Even though she doesn't glance in my direction now, she's probably waiting for me to speak up and stop her.

She immediately got into the other party's rhythm. Sasha came here with serious business to attend to, not to play mind games with the Drow matriarch.

"Even though you're a terrifying angel, how dare you be so arrogant on our Drow territory?"

The Drow matriarch glared at the little girl and said, "With an extra pair of wings, I don't believe you can be that powerful!"

"Ah, so they were doubting my abilities."

"That's right, you need to demonstrate your abilities to earn the respect of us at Zhuoer."

"How should we perform?"

"If I kill one hundred elite blasphemous monsters on the battlefield, I will..."

"Hehehehehe"

The little girl let out a funny laugh and shook her head repeatedly.

"No, you can't do it like this."

"I'm a foreign player that you invited to Zall, so it's only right that you give me respect."

"Why do I, as an outsider, have to kill a hundred elite monsters before I can 'earn' your respect?"

"You can't take advantage like this. You're being too petty."

"Whoo~"

Sasha sighed, "Fine, fine, I won't argue with you. Let's get straight to the point."

No longer restraining the Archangel's power, the Drow Matron in front of the little girl and the Drow hidden in the secret chamber felt as if a stone was pressing on their chests, making even breathing extremely difficult.

How can he be so strong?

'Even the black dragon I've seen from afar didn't have this kind of oppressive feeling...'

'It only has one more pair of wings than a regular terrifying angel, yet its power is worlds apart.'

"Listen to me obediently, and I promise to help you get rid of the threat of the blasphemous monster."

"If you dare to play any more tricks on me, hmph, you'd better think about the consequences."

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The next day, Iris, accompanied by her seven mistresses, respectfully knocked on the little girl's door.

"Please come in."

Sasha smiled as her gaze swept over the seven matriarchs.

With the six hidden in the secret chamber plus Iris's mother, all the drow had arrived.

"Have all the forces of the Zhuoer faction united?"

The little girl gestured for Iris to stay as well, and then casually asked a question to an unfamiliar matriarch.

"Yes, Lady Sariel."

"Although they have many grudges against each other, if they don't unite, the drow will be completely suppressed by the blasphemous monsters."

The matriarch said softly, “Lady Saliye, we discussed it yesterday. If you can help us eliminate those vile things, all the drow will begin to worship the great goddess.”

"If you can persuade a powerful race to fall into the goddess's embrace, I believe you will gain even more of her favor."

"You can't force faith. Those who want to believe can believe, and those who don't shouldn't be forced to believe."

The little girl looked quite serious, and for a moment the housewives were also a little unsure whether this was a threat or not.

"Tell me more about those monsters first."

"Blasphemy monsters are the mortal enemies of you drow. So much time has passed, you should have a pretty deep understanding of them by now, right?"

Volume 1: Chapter 285 Drow is trustworthy, and so are dwarfs.

"The blasphemous monsters have now breached more than one city; some are Drow, some are Evil Eye, some are Minotaur..."

"Ordinary monsters evolve into elite monsters by devouring the corpses of different races, and their abilities and appearances are very different."

"Speed, curse power, strength—it's as if they've plundered the strengths of every race and developed them to their fullest potential."

At this point, the Drow matriarchs all sighed.

Will these elite monsters, evolving in different directions, cooperate with each other?

"will not!"

"They hate each other and will clash as soon as they meet."

"Ordinary monsters don't seem to have any sense of hatred towards each other."

The matriarchs chattered amongst themselves, and the little girl gradually gained a comprehensive understanding of the blasphemous monster.

"By the way, how do they reproduce?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, one of the housewives hesitated and said, "I've noticed they often drag the corpses back, so they might lay their eggs on them or something."

"sure?"

"Um, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it's just a guess."

The little girl nodded thoughtfully: "Next time the blasphemous monsters finish their siege, you should send a scout team to investigate."

"Sir, we have sent out reconnaissance teams many times before, but none of them have ever returned safely."

The Drow matriarch spoke with a helpless expression: "I suspect that the blasphemous monsters have some special means of detection."

"Have your reconnaissance team come to me before they set off, and I will use my power to bless them."

The origins of the blasphemous monsters are shrouded in mystery; these suddenly appearing monsters are very likely related to Clark.

'Hmm, I hope there is indeed a connection.'

'We still haven't figured out their plan, this is putting us in a very passive position...'

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While the siege was raging outside, Sasha inside the city showed no intention of interfering in the war.

Killing monsters is easy, but revealing one's whereabouts and arousing Clark's suspicion is not good (if the blasphemy against monsters is indeed related to him).

Even though she wasn't involved in the war, Sasha wasn't just sitting idly by.

Iris found a clever dwarf slave, and the little girl patiently taught her farming skills.

After teaching her, Sasha tested her with a few questions, and she answered them all correctly.

"Not bad, not bad, you learn pretty fast."

“When you go back, teach what you’ve learned to your own people. If you grow something delicious in the future, you can improve your own diet.”

“The best things belong to the noble Drow Lord; we’re already indulging in a luxury by eating moss,” the dwarf girl said, bowing and scraping.

"Eating moss won't give you strength, and without strength, your work efficiency will decrease."

"Once conditions improve, the drow will probably look down on the meat of the drow."

"Why not give this unpopular meat to the dwarfs? Once they're full, they can work more efficiently."

"Iris, don't you agree?"

"..."

"Sir, the slaves aren't working fast enough, can't we just whip them?"

"Why are you letting them waste the flesh of the Doro beast?" Iris seemed completely bewildered.

"Well..."