war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第41章

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with　batnottlements　at　the　top；　another　barrier　to　enclose　the　first　section　of　the　courtyard　and　turn　it　into　a　killing　pit。
Gromph's　first　counter　magic；　the　one　that　had　admitted　the　late　and　unlamented　Beradax　to　the　temple；　had　stormed　the　fortress　like　a　ramnotpaging　army　equipped　with　catapults；　rams；　and　siege　towers。　The　arch…mage's　second　effort　resembled　a　mine　sappers　had　excavated　to　pass　unobtrusively　beneath　the　walls。　Except　that　this　hole　ran　though　extra　dimensional　space。
As　the　netherspirit　understood　it；　this　method　of　egress　was　arranged　by　the　Baenre　elder　male　so　that　the　occupants　of　Arach…Tinilith　would　expenotrience　another　kind　of　terror。　They　had　already　discovered　the　dread　of　a　screaming　alarm；　and　they　would　learn　the　fear　that　came　when　death　slipped　into　their　midst　without　any　warning　at　all。
Pulling　in　the　longer　tendrils　of　its　ectoplasmic　substance；　the　entity…　it　and　its　kind　had　no　names；　an　advantage　in　that　most　wizards　therefore　lacked　the　ability　to　summon　them…poured　its　formless　form　into　the　tunnel；　albeit　not　without　a　measure　of　trepidation。　If　Gromph's　magic　was　unable　to　neutralize　the　conjurations　of　his　minions；　this　was　where　the　spirit　would　discover　it　in　some　unpleasant　way。
As　it　crept　down　the　mine；　it　sensed　the　wards　poised　above　and　around　it；　enchantments　like　hanging　axes；　precariously　balanced　and　eager　to　fall；　or　taut　tripwires　attached　to　crossbows；　or　caltrops　strewn　lavishly　undernotfoot。　The　constructs　of　mystical　force　fairly　quivered　like　living　things　with　their　pulsion　to　slay；　but　none　of　them　detected　the　intruder。
The　other　end　of　the　tunnel；　which　would　not　exist　for　mortal　eyes　unless　they　were　magically　augmented；　opened　on　a　corridor。　The　nether…spirit　climbed　out　and　took　its　bearings。　It　was　inside　one　of　the　spider　leg　annexes　of　Arach…Tinilith；　some　distance　from　Quenthel's　suite；　but　that　was　all　right。　It　was　confident　that　nothing　could　bar　its　path　to　its　target。
The　intruder　hunched　and　drifted　around　a　corner　and　saw　a　novice　standing　watch。　Happily；　the　dark　elf　female　didn't　notice　it；　though　that　was　scarcely　a　surprise。　For　some　reason　it　didn't　fully　understand；　Gromph　had　given　it　the　guise　of　a　demon　of　darkness；　and　it　was　all　but　indistinguishable　from　the　ordinary；　empty　gloom　behind　it。　The　netherspirit　yearned　to　kill　the　mortal；　but　Gromph　had　forbidden　it　to　do　harm　to　anyone　but　Quenthel　unless　she　was　fool　enough　to　stand　between　it　and　its　appointed　prey。　With　a　pang　of　regret；　it　slipped　past　the　sentry　and　on　down　the　corridor。　Soon　it　came　upon　a　row　of　cells。　Within　the　square　little　rooms；　students　recited　their　devotions。
So　eager　for　bloodshed　was　the　entity　that　the　hall　seemed　to　last　fornotever。　Soon　enough；　though；　the　spirit　reached　the　spider's　cephalothoraxes。　This　was　the　round；　firelit　heart　of　the　temple；　home　to　the　grandest　chapels；　the　holiest　of　altars；　and　the　quarters　of　the　temple's　senior　priestnotesses。
The　intruder　flowed　into　a　spacious　and　largely　empty　octagonal　chamnotber；　where　the　air　was　perceptibly　cooler　than　in　the　surrounding　rooms　and　hallways。　Statues　of　Lolth　stood　between　the　eight　open　rectangular　doorways；　and　inlaid　lines　and　curves　of　gold　defined　a　plex　magical　sigil　on　the　floor；　a　pentacle　seemingly　focused　on　a　nexus　of　power　at　the　exact　center　of　the　room。　The　same　figure　adorned　the　lofty　ceiling；　renotinforcing　the　enchantment。
The　netherspirit　had　no　particular　desire　to　discover　what　that　ennotchantment　was。　It　crawled　along　the　walls；　making　sure　not　to　touch　the　edge　of　the　design。
Waves　of　power　beat　from　the　middle　of　the　figure　as　something　woke　or　became　more　real　in　the　center　of　the　chamber。　A　sharpness　tore　into　the　top　of　the　spirit's　vapor　like　body；　stunning　it　for　an　instant　with　a　burst　of　unexpected　pain。
Something　jerked　the　living　darkness　toward　the　middle　of　the　chamnotber。　It　realized　that　despite　its　lack　of　solidity；　something　had　caught　it　with　the　equivalent　of　a　hook　and　line。　It　also　understood　that　simply　avoiding　the　pentacle　hadn't　been　good　enough。　Apparently　when　one