A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Just as the entire Thieves Guild in Calimport was fighting fiercely.

Inside the cabin of a merchant ship docked in the harbor and about to set sail.

Two half-elves, a man and a woman, were sitting in the corner, nervously staring at the movement of the dock not far away through the gap in the deck.

They are none other than Jahira and Khalid whom Courant mentioned just now.

Because not long ago, the secret base of the Harper Alliance was suddenly raided by a group of unidentified guys.

More than two-thirds of the members died on the spot!

The remaining survivors fled in all directions to avoid the pursuit of this group of ferocious enemies.

Therefore, the pair did not dare to go back at all. Instead, they directly spent money to buy two boat tickets, planning to escape to Mailatma in the north first.

Soon, as the sailors on the deck above shouted signals to pull up the heavy anchor, and at the same time hung white sails on the mast, the ship finally started to move slowly.

After a while, he turned around and headed towards the endless sea.

After the Calim Port Pier gradually disappeared on the sea level, Jaheira, who had maintained a tense state of nerves, finally relaxed, smoothed the long golden hair hanging from her ears, and said to Khalid beside her: "We are temporarily Out of danger."

"You...you...who do you think...attacked our stronghold?"

Khalid asked stammeringly, obviously suffering from a very serious stuttering problem.

However, Jaheira didn't care about this and just shook her head slightly: "I don't know. The Harper Alliance has too many enemies in Calim Port, too many to count. Before the truth is figured out, whether it is The Zhentarim, the church of evil gods, the profit-seeking thieves guild, and the merchant guild engaged in the slave trade are all very suspicious."

"Then...then...should we continue the investigation?" Khalid asked in an uncertain tone.

"certainly!"

Jaheira replied in the affirmative without thinking.

Not only that, she also patiently explained: “Although it’s not clear yet what is in the box.

But as long as the Church of Cyric wants something, we as Harpers must stop it.

What's more, we can basically confirm that this guy named Soth is highly suspicious.

He just left the city through the north gate at noon on the day of the accident, and the time he came back was very close to the time when internal riots broke out in Cyric Church.

Coupled with the sudden appearance of gossip, I have reason to suspect that someone is secretly planning some conspiracy behind the scenes. "

"Also...maybe we should...go to Candlekeep first and ask Gillian what he thinks about this. He...maybe know more." Khalid suggested very cautiously.

But Jaheira refused without hesitation: "No! Since that incident, Gillian has quit the Harpers. He has more important responsibilities now. We can't disturb him, let alone distract him."

"Okay... okay. Then let's go to Mailatma."

Khalid was obviously not a very independent person, and was finally convinced by his companion Jahira.

In this way, the two of them took this merchant ship loaded with goods and sailed around the Kalin Desert.

Drive straight to the southernmost tip of the Kingdom of Tethyr, the border city with Calimshan - Mylatma.

But what they don't know is that the current Mylatma is no better than Port Calim.

Because there is a red dragon leading a group of orcs, half-orcs, ogres, gnolls, trolls, lizardmen, snakes and goblins, and is frantically plundering all the small towns, villages and trade routes around the city.

Even the army sent by the lord to encircle and suppress them was defeated by them, and they could only huddle in the city and rely on walls and crossbows large enough to hunt dragons to protect themselves.

And the name of this red dragon...

It’s called Wilmes!

At this moment, she was standing in front of a pile of looted treasures. She didn't feel any joy at all. Instead, she looked full of anger, like a volcano that might erupt at any time.

"Great Master! We have just interrogated all the prisoners, but no one knows who the human cub you are looking for is."

An orc chief knelt on one knee and carefully reported to the red dragon in front of him.

Although this attack plundered a large amount of gold and silver coins and valuable goods, he could still feel the uncontrollable terrifying anger in his master's heart.

In fact, this monster army has changed several top commanders recently.

The deaths of the previous ones, without exception, were all very miserable.

Therefore, the orc chief does not want to follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.

But unfortunately, as a weakling, he has no way to decide his own destiny.

After the red dragon's brief silence, the monstrous anger broke out as expected.

Wilmes suddenly raised his claws, pushed the orc who was loyal to him to the ground, opened his bloody mouth and roared wildly: "Waste! Waste! They are all waste! A waste like you has no right to live." Come down! Go to hell!"

"No!!!!!! Master! Give me another chance! Two days! Just two days! I promise to find the news about the human cub!"

The orc twisted his body desperately to free himself from the dragon's claws.

But unfortunately, his little strength is as insignificant as an ant to an adult dragon.

"You have exhausted my patience! Now, just become its food."

As he spoke, Wilmes lowered his head and brought his huge head close to the orc.

Before the latter had time to react, she suddenly opened her mouth, and four octopus-like tentacles extended from her throat, wrapping around the immobile orc's head at an unhurried speed.

The next second...

Click!

The hard skull was crushed alive by the powerful force of the thick tentacles almost in an instant.

The severe pain and fear caused the orc chief to start struggling like crazy.

But after only two struggles, an invisible energy hit him.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of this powerful orc warrior became dull, as if he suddenly turned into an idiot and a fool.

In the end, he watched helplessly as the tentacles used extremely skilled movements to pry open his Tianling Cap bit by bit, take out the entire brain from the skull cavity, and then suck it up bit by bit through the holes at the ends of the tentacles.

After the last bit of brain tissue was eaten away, a feeling of satisfaction and joy filled the red dragon's brain, allowing her to relax a little from her tense state.

Because this terrifying strange thing created and awakened by Zuo Si has eaten the brains of the orcs, it will not eat his own brains again in a short time.

And as more and more brains of intelligent creatures were eaten, Wilmes could clearly feel that the thing that controlled him was constantly growing, and its abilities were also constantly increasing.

The best example is the orc chief who just tried to control himself through psychic powers.

In fact, she was able to amass and dominate an army of monsters of such staggering proportions.

Basically, it was all because the leaders of the monster tribes were controlled by terrible psychic powers and became slaves who obeyed their orders.

"Fifteen days! I'll give you another fifteen days! If you still can't see the master after fifteen days, I will eat your brains. This time, I will not touch those dirty and mentally retarded orcs again. .”

The strange thing telepathically delivered an ultimatum to the red dragon.

It is not difficult to see from this sentence that it has got rid of the low intelligence level like a baby when it was just awakened.

Already able to converse like a normal intelligent creature.

Even see through the little tricks the other party uses to delay time.

Wilmes did not respond after hearing this. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at the corpse of the brainless orc chief who was completely dead and gasping violently.

For the first time since birth, she hated her greedy nature.

If there is a chance to do it again.

She vowed never to touch the treasures piled in that room.

Instead, he would obey Zuo Si's orders and pass through the portal as quickly as possible.

But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world...