A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As a cunning, cunning and malicious person, Jarlaxle's favorite thing to do is to tease his prey before killing it.

I saw him deliberately slowing down his steps, approaching with a light and dangerous pace. One hand was waving a thin sword that emitted a dark red light, and the other hand was playing with a similar color. of light sword.

Several bodyguards with low professional levels obviously couldn't sit back and watch their leader being killed, and they couldn't bear the suffocating mental pressure, so they rushed forward with roars.

The next second...

Jarlaxle's arms moved at a speed that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, demonstrating his terrifying attainments in martial arts.

The bodyguard at the front had just entered the attack range when the sharp rapier swiped directly across his neck. The blade encountered almost no obstruction and passed directly through the gap between the neck bones.

It wasn't until the victim's head and neck were completely separated, and a column of blood more than one meter high spurted out from the aorta, that he staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

The second bodyguard didn't fare much better. Jarlaxle used the power generated by swinging the rapier to spin in a circle close to the ground to avoid the attack, and then stabbed the brain with another rapier close to the jaw.

In less than 0.5 seconds, he effortlessly killed two people in a row without even getting a trace of blood stained in the process.

As for the third and fourth endings, they are similar. In close combat, you can't even touch the hem of your opponent's clothes. You receive your lunch box in the blink of an eye, and without exception, you are killed with one hit.

If Drizzt's fighting style is about speed and consistency, overwhelming the enemy with continuous attacks, and eventually being torn to pieces by the sharp swords, then Jarlaxle's fighting style is elegant and deadly, and every blow is Aim for the most lethal areas, then combine attack and defense with pace and deft movement.

Except for himself, no one knows whether those fancy and dexterous steps are attacking or dodging. He almost never parries or blocks, relying entirely on dodging to resist all attacks. He can jump in an instant whether forward or backward. Keep a distance of at least one and a half meters.

In addition, this guy never wears any armor, even the very light dark elf chain mail. All his movements seem to have an indescribable beauty, as if he is not fighting at all, but performing a performance. Gorgeous stage play.

After taking care of all the bodyguards, Jarlaxle gently shook the blood on the sword blade, and then said in a cat-and-mouse tone: "Tell me, how do you want to end your life? I am a very good person. A kind-hearted person will definitely fulfill your last wish before you die."

"You... don't come here! If you kill me! His Majesty Shane VII and His Excellency Soth will not let you go!" Apke backed away in panic.

At this moment, he had realized that the dark elf in front of him was definitely a more powerful and dangerous person than Entreri, the ace killer of Calimport.

"Soth?!"

The moment he heard the name, the expression on Jarlaxle's face changed instantly. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is the Thos you mentioned just now the chosen one of the goddess of poison, disease and magic?"

"That's right! Mr. Soth is a powerful spellcaster!" Apke nodded desperately as if grasping a life-saving straw, and threatened in a stern voice. "If I die, no matter where you escape to, he will find you and kill you one by one. But if you let me go, I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

moment!

Jarlaxle fell into silence, his eyes rolling around, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

However, Entreri, who never spoke much, walked out of the tavern with corpses everywhere, frowned and asked: "What are you doing?

Why not kill this guy and get the bounty and leave immediately?

You must know that Calim Port is not peaceful now.

Especially the Xia En VII who killed the legendary dragon king Aiweiko Lazaglan is definitely not someone we can compete with head on.

The magical power he possesses is many times greater than that of Gonph, the chief mage of Menzoberranzan. "

"Do you remember the guy I told you last time who called himself Soth I met in Menzoberranzan?" Jarlaxle suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Of course I remember. He made you suffer a big loss and also lost a newly recruited mage." Entreri replied without thinking.

The reason why the killer was so impressed was because they had known each other for such a long time. This was the first time he had seen this insidious and cunning mercenary leader. He would be so afraid and jealous of someone that he would not even think about it after suffering such a big loss. There was no thought of revenge.

Jarlaxle undoubtedly noticed Entreri's inquiring eyes, and immediately explained with a gloomy face: "Through some special channels, I learned that Soth is not actually a dark elf, but a surface human.

He has many identities.

The most eye-catching thing is that they are the common chosen ones of the two goddesses, and they successfully killed Manzon, the leader of the Zhentarim, in the war to conquer Luskan.

In other words, this is a monster that is no less dangerous than Shane VII.

I'm not sure if it's worth offending two enemies we can't afford to offend for a bounty of 200,000 gold coins.

After all, Soth is not Shayne VII. The latter's focus will be on the conquest of Calimshan and Tethyr for a long time in the future.

Not only does he have a wide range of activities, but he also has huge power on the entire west coast of Ferenc. "

Entreri lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then asked expressionlessly: "Do you think we still have a choice now? Or do you believe in the promise given by the leader of the Thieves Guild?"

Upon hearing these words, Jarlaxle was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but smile and sigh: "Yes! From the moment we started, there was no possibility of us retreating. In this case, it's better to do the same thing. Don’t stop, let’s get these 200,000 gold coins first.”

With the last word blurted out!

The dark elf warrior showed a fierce look in his eyes and raised the rapier in his hand, intending to cut off Apke's head directly.

But before the sword edge fell, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Is it disrespectful of me to be plotting out loud like this? Or do you think I'm going to be killed by a ridiculous fireball?"

moment!

Both Entreri and Jarlaxle turned around at extremely fast speeds, wanting to use the swords and daggers in their hands to kill the enemy standing behind them.

Unfortunately, light weapons such as daggers, rapiers, and light swords cannot even penetrate when they encounter dragon scale shields and dragon scale armors, let alone slashes, which are inherently difficult to break. A's attack method.

As a result, they were all bounced away by huge reaction force.

As for the only powerful magic weapon that can cause effective damage - [Charron's Claw], even the sword and wrist were grabbed by a strong and powerful hand, and then forcefully broke back.

Click!

"ah!!!!!!!!"

With a scream, Entreri's right arm folded at ninety degrees, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

But this is not the end!

Davian of The Return of the King was not polite and directly picked up the famous killer with one hand like a kitten. He wielded the red crystal sword that exuded terrifying heat and cut off the opponent's legs and arms on the spot.

Because the temperature of the sword body was too high, the wound did not bleed at all, but was completely carbonized in an instant, forming a black cut surface.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Entreri was killed so easily, Jarlaxle didn't dare to fight. He immediately used his unique walking skills and jumped back one and a half meters, then turned around and tried to run away.

Unfortunately, before he could take a few steps, he heard the sound of a spell being chanted behind him.

The next second...

A pool of black, sticky and greasy substance appeared out of thin air under the feet, and quickly spread to cover a large area.

As expected, Jarlaxle slipped and fell down.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the rare large-scale control spell [Grease Technique] in the first level.

Immediately afterwards, several thick gelatinous black tentacles that often appear in Riban animations rose from the ground.

Each one is at least four meters long and as thick as the waist of a healthy adult male!

The black tentacles did not give Jarlaxle any chance to use magic items, and wrapped around him with lightning speed, and began to twist wildly.

[Aivar Black Tentacle]!

A four-ring conjuration system that is notorious but loved by countless mages and warlocks.

Its biggest feature is that it can ignore magic resistance, firmly restrain those enemies whose strength attribute is not high enough, unable to move, and at the same time cause considerable physical squeezing damage.

If the body of the subject is not strong enough, it is very likely that the bones all over the body will be strangled alive, or the internal organs will rupture and cause bleeding due to squeezing, and eventually die suddenly on the spot.

As the saying goes, "greasy" matches "tentacles", and even high-level monks will fail.

Since [Grease Technique] will greatly reduce the friction and make the whole person stand unstable, once you are entangled by [Aivar Black Tentacle], you basically can't expect to break free.

Just look at Jarlaxle's constipated and painful expression at this moment, and you will know how much squeezing force he is enduring. Even though the muscles all over his body are tightened, after a few seconds, his arm still makes a crisp sound of bone breaking, and in his hand The magic weapon he was holding also fell to the ground.

no way!

This is the inevitable price to pay for insufficient strength attributes when facing the ravages of black tentacles.

Unfortunately, although Jarlaxle is an excellent dark elf warrior and even has a total professional level of up to LV18 (Warrior LV12/Duelist LV6), his strength attribute is not high, with only fourteen points.

Of course, this is not his problem alone, but that men of the entire dark elf race are generally poor in strength and physique, and Drizzt's strength attribute is only thirteen points.

In contrast, women have considerable advantages in this regard.

The most intuitive thing is to put a dark elf male and a dark elf female together. It is easy to tell that the latter is taller than the former, and the muscles of the arms, thighs, back, abdomen and buttocks are also more developed.

Some Lolth priestesses who have received professional fighting training can wield whips or maces with just a few magical spells, and press the most powerful male warriors in the family to the ground and rub them repeatedly.

This is also the most direct reason why women's status in dark elf society is much higher than that of men.

It's not that men don't want to seize power, but they really can't defeat them.

Seeing that Jarlaxle had become a prisoner, Davian immediately walked closer, turned his shield around and smashed it down with the serrated edge at the bottom.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by heart-rending screams, Jarlaxle's limbs were forcibly beaten into shattered fractures and muscle tears, and were thrown together with Entreri, who had been crippled before.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other with despair, then chose to give up resistance and close their eyes to prepare for the final judgment of fate.

Obviously, because he has followed Zuo Si for a long time, Davian has some understanding of the timing and techniques of casting spells. He understands that when dealing with creatures with high magic resistance like dark elves, it is best not to use the opponent directly. as a target, otherwise the spell is easily resisted.

On the contrary, indirect magic such as Bigby's Big Hand series of spells, [Grease Technique], [Spider Web Technique], [Aivar Black Tentacle], and [Force Wall Technique] are more effective.

What's more, his current natural spellcasting ability is equivalent to that of a LV29 warlock, and it will not be affected in any way even if he wears armor.

In other words, the red dragon armor, dragon scale shield and crystal sword on the body are actually equivalent to transforming part of the dragon's body into weapons and equipment when it transforms into a human form.

Of course, Davian knew very well that his experience and skills in using spells could only be used to bully rookies who had no spellcasting ability and whose spellcasting levels were far lower than his own.

When fighting Ivicola Sagram, he used no other spells at all except using fire magic to increase his health.

It’s not that I don’t want to use it, but I don’t dare to use it.

Once an opponent catches a flaw, the results may be disastrous.

Instead of just trying to do whatever you want, it is better to concentrate on using your best hand-to-hand combat and tightly entangle the opponent to buy time for the master or Shane VII.

When the dark elf warriors in the corner holding crossbows saw the miserable state of their leader, they immediately showed their selfish racial nature. Without even a second's hesitation, they immediately dispersed into the surrounding alleys.

Beautiful qualities such as loyalty, friendship, and bravery will never appear in them.

Not to mention beautiful qualities, for most dark elves, not stabbing or poisoning them in the back is considered quite kind.

What's more, most of them were recruited into the team not long ago by Jarlaxle, and they haven't even established a sense of belonging.

Davian was not polite at all to the dark elves who were trying to escape. He directly released several fire wall spells to block their retreat, and then threw fireball spells into the alley one after another.

boom! boom! boom!

After a burst of explosions and dazzling fire, these guys who had bad intentions and wanted to come to the surface world to burn, kill and loot were all turned into incomplete, charred black corpses.

After all this was done, the Flame Dragon Knight turned his attention to the female hybrid ogre monk who did not choose to escape, and asked in a slightly curious tone: "Why don't you run?"

"I can't leave Jarlaxle behind! Without him, I simply can't survive on the surface world. I might be sold as a slave in a few days." The woman gave the answer very simply.

Because whether they are of ogre blood or dark elf blood, they are quite unpopular in the surface world.

Not to mention the surface world, even the highly tolerant dark elf society only maintains the minimum tolerance for aliens like her, and does not enjoy the privileges that women should have at all.

This is why she chose to leave Menzoberranzan and join Jarlaxle's team.

"Very good! I admire your courage. Now let me see what you are capable of."

Davian raised the red crystal sword and placed it on the shield, assuming the posture of [Dragon Fencing].

"as you wish!"

The hybrid ogre's feet suddenly exerted force, and his whole body was like an arrow from the bowstring. He rushed forward at a speed that a warrior could never match, and without saying a word, he started a crazy series of strikes.

Because they use their fists as weapons, the monk's attack frequency is much faster than that of the warrior. In just a few seconds, the sandbag-sized fists fell on the shield like raindrops, making a burst of bang bang bang bang. sound.

A normal person would have been unable to bear the continuous blows at this frequency and would have started to retreat continuously. It would not be surprising to even drop the shield after his wrists were numbed by the shock.

But Davian was firmly nailed to the spot, his figure not even swaying at all.

Obviously, this level of power impact was not even an appetizer for him who had just had a fight with Ivicola Sagram.

The mixed-blood ogre monk had obviously known for a long time that the strong man in front of him had terrifying power that even he could not match, so after a series of blows, he suddenly activated a profession-specific supernatural ability [Escape Technique], that is, A spell-like ability similar to [Any Door].

moment!

She came directly behind Davian from the front, and then used [Fighting Strike] to fill her hands with astonishing energy, temporarily turning them into magic weapons as hard as adamantine, and then swung out a fatal blow. fist.

"drink!"

The fist was accompanied by a white shock wave visible to the naked eye, hitting the back of the heart hard at a speed faster than the sound.

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Even Davian couldn't withstand the terrifying power of this blow. His feet lifted off the ground and took off ten meters high before falling straight to the ground under the influence of gravity.

【Penetration Power】!

This is the monk's most terrifying, destructive and lethal skill.

The biggest feature is that it can ignore all physical and magical resistance. As long as it successfully hits, it will definitely destroy the target's fragile internal organs and blood vessels from the inside through vibration.

Unless the vitality and physique of a creature are unusually powerful, it will basically be an instant kill with one punch.

Only monks who have reached LV15 are qualified to learn and use it in actual combat.

However, the disadvantage is that it is ineffective against constructs, ooze creatures, plants, undead creatures, and incorporeal creatures.

And because it places a considerable burden on oneself, one needs to rest for a week after each use before using it again.

As an [Advanced Dragon], Davian is obviously strong enough in both vitality and physical attributes.

He just spit out a large amount of blood from his mouth and nose, and felt an indescribable pain coming from his heart. He immediately pursed his lips and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "This is really powerful. ! It seems that you are qualified to be the master’s servant..."

The words have not yet been spoken!

His body fell rapidly, and he was about to have a close contact with the ground.

But when he was less than half a meter away from the ground, the mixed-blood ogre monk endured the pain in the muscles all over his body and hit him again with a fist shining with magic halo.

"Take another shocking punch from me!"

Along with the roar, a powerful aura was released from her body, impacting the spiritual world in an unimaginable way.

If the opponent's will is not firm enough, he will be briefly stunned for a few seconds and unable to make any reaction, allowing the monk to deal a violent blow to him.

But it was a pity that Davian was not affected at all. After taking the punch, he landed directly on the ground and rolled to avoid the opponent's grapple. He got up and hit the shield with his backhand.

boom!

With his terrifying power attribute, he immediately sent the opponent flying ten meters away, crashing into a brick wall.

"Asshole! It hurts so much when you hit me!"

Davian slowly got up from the ground, raised his hand and gave himself a seven-ring [Delayed Explosion Fireball] without saying a word.

After the violent explosion and loud noise, his previous injuries immediately recovered as before.

Not only was the half-blood ogre monk dumbfounded by this act of directly burning his face with a fireball, but Jarlaxle and Entreri who were lying beside him were also dumbfounded, and Apke kept swallowing. Saliva to relieve nerves that are so tense that they are about to break.

For the leader of the thieves guild in Calimport dock area. Everything that was happening in front of him was too outrageous, far beyond his cognition.

"Weird...monster! You're such a fucking monster!"

The hybrid ogre monk's inner defense finally collapsed and he started roaring like a madman.

She couldn't accept it at all. There were people in this world who could stand up from the ground like nothing happened after eating her [Penetration Strength] and [Shocking Fist].

Coupled with the frantic behavior of using the seventh-ring [Delayed Explosion Fireball], a terrifying large-scale destructive plastic magic, to treat injuries in person, it would inevitably lead to an explosion in anyone's mentality.

"Monster? No! This is the power given to me by the great master. You will understand it soon after you also become his servants."

After that, Davian didn't care whether the other party could understand what he wanted to express. He walked straight to the hybrid ogre monk and twisted off the other party's legs and hands like a twist.

The cruel movements and cold expressions made Epke, who was accustomed to all kinds of torture and interrogation processes, couldn't help but shudder.

fortunately!

He still remembered that the strong man in front of him was the helper assigned to him by Zuo Si, so he hurriedly ran over and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Your Excellency... Your Excellency! What do you plan to do with these prisoners?"

"Let your men come down and take them back first. Remember, no accidents are allowed, whether it is the people or the weapons and equipment they carry. After the Thieves Guild who launched the rebellion in Calim Port is resolved, I will Leave it to the master." Davian replied without thinking.

"I understand! I'll call someone right now."

Apke quickly took out a whistle from his coat pocket, put it in his mouth and blew it hard.

After a while, his chief assassin, Bernice, came over with a group of people.

After the latter understood the situation, he immediately formulated an attack plan.

About ten minutes later, under the leadership of Davian, a small team composed of guild elites set out along the sewers and began to raid the nests of other thieves guilds one by one.

There are no fancy conspiracies, nor are there any tactics of poisoning, infiltrating, or buying off important figures in the opposing camp.

Instead, they directly broke into the door through physical means, and then started killing without mercy until the lair of a thieves guild was slaughtered.

With his unparalleled strength, Davian easily completed one perfect assassination operation after another.

After all, he directly used fire magic to seal all the entrances and exits every time, and did not let a single survivor go.

According to a certain industry leader, third-rate assassins only kill the target person of the mission, second-rate assassins kill everyone who finds them, and only first-rate assassins have the ability to kill everyone they see.

Davian's actions were undoubtedly first-rate assassinations.

Just as the Calimport Thieves Guild was being purged, two groups of people were in a tense confrontation far away near the market in the busiest part of the city.

One of them knew without asking that it must be a private armed force organized by nobles, wealthy businessmen and slave owners.

Their distinguishing feature is that their weapons and equipment are relatively good, and they generally have a certain professional level. They are basically either mercenaries, adventurers, or high-level slaves who have been brainwashed.

In addition, there were a large number of ordinary slaves who were threatened, intimidated, and taken to the streets to participate in the parade.

Out of fear of the powerful magical power of Xia En VII, although this group of people was larger in number, they did not dare to take the initiative to attack.

On the other side were the city defense troops and the Imperial Guards who had just sworn allegiance to Xia En VII.

Since a large part of the officers have been purged, they are in a state of panic. Generally, their fighting will is not very high, and they dare not make enemies of these usually aloof and powerful figures.

To describe the situation at this moment is to use hemp pole to beat the wolf with fear.

"These scumbags deserve to go to hell! They actually use innocent slaves as a shield to stand in front of them!"

Paladin Elolin's face was livid with anger and she clenched the weapon in her hand, as if she would rush out on the celestial horse in the next second and kill all the culprits who were hiding behind the scenes to provoke all this.

"Calm down! You are a paladin of Ilmat! You are not a simple warrior! You must not do anything that goes against kindness and order! Otherwise, you will inevitably fall." Agor said solemnly warn.

Although he currently has similar impulses and uncontrollable anger, his rich experience over the years has allowed him to remain sober and rational.

"What are we going to do now? Watch these guys show off their power here, and then turn the hard-won decree to abolish the slavery system into a piece of waste paper?" Another paladin of the God of Justice roared angrily.

Since the God of Suffering Ilmat, the God of Justice Tyr, and the God of Loyalty and Courage Tom formed the "Three Holy Alliance", when a major event like this occurs, their churches, knights, and paladins will They often come together to act collectively.

At this moment, on the streets of Calimport, the three churches have gathered 60 priests, 100 paladins who came from all directions, a team of more than 400 people composed of warriors and monks, and A small number of mages and warlocks.

It can be said that their strength alone is enough to have a huge impact on the current chaotic situation in Calim Port.

"I think we can't wait any longer! This is a blasphemy against justice! No matter what the cost, we must push forward the abolition of slavery."

The chief priest of the God of Loyalty and Courage finally made his decision after much hesitation.

Because since the successful restoration of Shane VII, he has been the undisputed legal ruler of Calimshan and Tethyr in name only.

Likewise, His decrees are to be obeyed by all.

This also means that the group of guys who oppose the abolition of slavery can essentially be regarded as rebels, and they are also extremely evil rebels.

Killing and suppressing them does not strictly violate the doctrine and the creed of the paladin.

"I agree!"

The chief priest of the Church of Tire, the God of Justice, immediately agreed.

In contrast, the Ilmat priest, who was wearing a shabby linen robe, obviously hesitated. He raised his head and asked the two people before him: "If we take action now, what will happen to the slaves who are trapped? They will be injured in the melee. Even death.”

"Sorry, I don't have any good solution for this. I can only separate the slaves from the mercenaries and thugs behind them as quickly as possible." The chief priest of the God of Justice sighed helplessly.

The chief priest of the God of Loyalty and Courage said in a slightly excited tone: "You two, I must remind you that this is a great struggle to win freedom, dignity and equality. Just imagine, if we are timid today, then These slaves and their descendants will never have a chance to prosper and can only be squeezed until they die. Slavery in Calishite must be abolished! No matter how much blood is shed in the process, how many people will be sacrificed. , it’s all worth it.”

As the last word blurted out, the old man who looked to be in his sixties raised high the two-handed giant sword shining with pure white light.

Inspired by him, many paladins, priests and warriors couldn't help but get excited and started chanting slogans for the abolition of slavery.

As lawful good, these people have seen too much of the dark side of Calishite society.

Especially the unscrupulous behavior of nobles, wealthy businessmen and slave owners who humiliate, torture and kill slaves for fun. Every year, some young people in the church will become angry, lose their minds, ignore the law like crazy, and rush directly to kill each other.

As a result, they were either killed or arrested and executed afterwards.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will quickly lose your belief in justice and slowly degenerate into a dark guard or a priest of the evil god.

Just when the fanatical atmosphere was about to reach its climax, Shaud Talovan, who was appointed as the Prime Minister of the Empire by Shah En VII, finally rode over on horseback and handed a document stamped with the emperor's seal to San In front of the officiant.

"What is this?" the chief priest of the God of Suffering asked in an uncertain tone.

"It is the authorization and appointment given to you by His Majesty." Shaud Talovan replied without thinking.

"Authorization and appointment?"

Driven by curiosity, the chief priest of the God of Suffering opened the document in front of everyone.

After about a minute or two, more than a dozen people around him gasped involuntarily after seeing the content.

hiss……

Is Xia En VII crazy?

This thought came to everyone's mind involuntarily.

the reason is simple!

The entire document talks about one thing, which is to grant the three churches of the God of Justice, the God of Suffering, and the God of Loyalty and Courage the law enforcement rights within the Shan Empire.

In other words, from now on, their punishment of evil and promotion of good is no longer just instructions from God, but also represents the country and government.

Especially the chief priest of Tyr, the God of Justice, was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Because this kind of power is exactly what he dreams of.

It took a full minute for the leaders of the three churches to recover from the shock.

The chief priest of the God of Justice asked impatiently: "Is this true? Will we really be able to obtain law enforcement rights in the future?"

Shaud Talovan nodded immediately: "That's right. Out of his trust in the three great gods, His Majesty decided to hand over this heavy and sacred responsibility to you. I hope you will not disappoint his expectations. And there are , considering what the nobles, wealthy merchants and slave owners of Calimport are doing now, His Majesty the Emperor has decided to regard them as rebels and kill them without mercy. In ten minutes, I will give the city defense army and the Praetorian Guard an attack order. "

"Understood! We will cooperate with the army's actions and catch these damn guys in one fell swoop."

The chief priest of the God of Justice did not hesitate to give his guarantee. At the same time, he carefully folded the authorization letter and handed it to an older paladin behind him for safekeeping. He planned to find a craftsman to build a transparent box to put it in after returning. Place it in front of the idol as a witness.

no way!

Although Ilmat and Tyr have many believers in Calimshan, in fact they have always lived a very miserable life.

After all, the rulers of Calimshan have been in the evil camp since the beginning of the Shane Dynasty, and have not changed from the beginning to the end, so the Church of the Good God is always in a state of being suppressed.

Not to mention the power of law enforcement, even the power of investigation can only take action after receiving a commission from the government. There is no way to attack the source of evil.

But it's fine now!

With the power of law enforcement, the three churches can perform their duties openly and crack down on all kinds of rampant criminal activities, so that Calimshan, which is full of crime and chaos, can be bathed in the light of order and kindness.

Whether it is a priest or a paladin, this is a great achievement, and it may even lead to being promoted to a saint after death.

Looking at this group of church members who were excited about gaining law enforcement rights, Shaud Tarovin couldn't help but slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said to the assistant next to him with a smile: "It's exactly what Mr. Soth expected. It seems that these three churches It is not as extreme as the rumors outside, but it may become a powerful helper in unifying Calimshan and Tethyr."

The assistant echoed with a sinister look: "Yes! These elm-headed priests and paladins don't understand at all that we make the law, and they are just a group of enforcers.

As long as some ambiguities are added to certain clauses, we, who hold the final power of interpretation, can easily control the final outcome of the trial.

By the way, I heard that Your Majesty plans to marry that Lord Soth and hand over the entire country to him. Is this true? "

"Well, that's right, His Majesty has already told me. You'd better put more effort into pleasing the future emperor in the future, and don't arouse his resentment in any case, otherwise I won't be able to help you." Xiao De ·Tarovin warned solemnly.

"Understood! Please rest assured, I am the best at doing this kind of thing." The assistant's eyes showed strong confidence.

But Shaod Tarovin shook his head indifferently, and lowered his voice and warned: "Your way of pleasing others is too vulgar, it is better not to use it to show your embarrassment. If you really want to win Mr. Soth The easiest way is to figure out his thoughts and understand what he wants. I suggest that when you formulate laws, it is best to refer to the Neransir Islands and Luskan."

"Thank you for your advice! It's just trivial and disrespectful."

The assistant calmly stuffed a dozen gold coin drafts issued by the Goddess of Wealth Church into the hands of his immediate boss.

Judging from his skillful movements, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this.

Shawd Tarovan did not refuse, and accepted the benefit with peace of mind. He quickly rode to the temporary command post of the Guards and the City Defense Army, and read out the order of Shane VII in an unquestionable tone.

Not only that!

He also promised in the name of the emperor that as long as all these rebels were killed, the army would receive 15% of the confiscated property as a reward from top to bottom. At the same time, they would have the opportunity to obtain nobles through a lottery that they could not usually afford. A young lady or a wealthy businessman favors a concubine as his wife or concubine.

To sum it up in one sentence, give money, give women!

Although to modern ears, this way of boosting morale is primitive, backward, and full of barbarism and ignorance.

But the problem is that the effect is outstanding!

When these promises were passed down from level to level, the army, which was still worried about being purged, instantly burst into deafening cheers, and its morale was directly boosted.

After a while, they showed the qualities that a professional army should have.

You must know that Calimshan's army is not the ragtag group of militias that are mainly composed of militias in the Northern Lords Alliance.

Whether it is the city defense army or the imperial guards, they all have a certain proportion of spellcasters.

Yes!

You read that right!

They are spellcasters, mainly professional mage groups composed of mages and warlocks.

Although their general professional levels are not high, and most of them are between LV1 and LV5, they can play a very large role in the war.

Especially in the Imperial Guard, even the lowest level soldiers are at least LV3 warriors, and they are truly the elite among the elite.

When they started to outline their attack formation, the slaves who were forced to the front row panicked instantly.

After all, slaves are usually scared to death of even the overseer's whip, not to mention these heavily armed troops who represent the emperor.

Fortunately, it was not just the slaves who were in panic. The mercenaries, bodyguards, thugs, hired adventurers and high-level slaves who were following them were all panicked in an instant.

You must know that they always thought that they were just here to demonstrate a little, and they were not ready to fight a bloody battle that might cost their lives.

Suddenly, the city defense army and the imperial guards began to approach slowly with neat steps, while the people brought by the nobles, wealthy merchants and slave owners kept retreating, and they were completely overwhelmed in terms of momentum.

At this time, the chief priest of Tire, the God of Justice, saw the fighter plane and immediately issued a charge order to the alliance formed by the three churches at the top of his voice.

Before anyone else could react to what was happening, a charging arrow composed of more than a hundred paladins thrust in from the side.

During the charge, three golden holy lights shone directly through the clouds, giving it an unimaginable increase in power.

A warrior with a high level tried to pull up a shield wall to block the charge, but was knocked over by the celestial horse under Eloline's crotch, and then trampled over him.

There is no doubt that in order to completely abolish the notorious slavery in Calimshan, Tyr, the god of justice, Ilmat, the god of suffering, and Torm, the god of loyalty and courage, took action together.

With the blessing of divine power, the believers of the three churches are all as brave as ten.

Especially witnessing the miracles with their own eyes made them more and more convinced that what they were doing was affirmed by God and was a great cause that couldn't be more just. Even if they fell off their horses and were seriously injured, they still tried their best to move forward. Rush and never stop running.