A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that the hostility between Zuosi and Elminster and the Harper Alliance is not actually a conflict between good and evil.

It is the collision between chaos and order, and the worldview and values ​​that extend from it, as well as the contradiction in the proposition of how to change the current situation of Faerûn is the "right" proposition.

In Zuo Si's eyes, this group of idealists who always do not abide by order, laws and rules are a bit similar to "thieves" who steal from the rich and give to the poor.

He always maintains a strong sense of personal heroism and can do whatever he wants without any form of restraint.

Although they did help many people in the North, and more than once crushed the expansion of the Arcane Brotherhood and those ambitious lords.

But without exception, they are all typical cases of treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

It can neither solve the problem from its root cause nor truly promote social development and progress. It just repeats what it has done before again and again, as if it is trapped in a time loop.

In addition, these harpers also hindered the pace of social evolution and development to a certain extent.

If it weren't for their persistent trouble and destruction, today's Northland would never be so fragmented. It is dotted with hundreds of small towns and countless independent villages. It has long been slowly undergoing wars, conquests and annexations. Slowly integrate one or several relatively powerful countries.

From the perspective of civilization development and social progress, the things the Harper Alliance has done since its establishment can definitely be regarded as "heinous crimes."

This is also the reason why Zuo Si dislikes or even hates the Harpers organization from beginning to end.

What's even more outrageous is that some of these guys, druids and rangers, will also add the natural balance set into it.

When a tribe of goblins, orcs, barbarians, trolls, and gnolls is about to die, they may provide it with some help so that the entire tribe can survive the difficulties and continue.

Because these guys believe that a certain balance needs to be maintained between civilization and nature, just like the ratio of herbivores and carnivores in forests and wilderness cannot exceed a certain level, otherwise it will cause serious ecological disasters.

Therefore, while they help towns and villages resist monster invasions, they will also maintain the number of nearby monsters and beasts, and use the latter to limit the expansion of civilization in the Northland.

To put it simply, it's like a psychopath with an abnormal brain, playing left and right.

In this aspect, it is somewhat similar to the theory of balance of all things in the universe advocated by Mordenkainen.

If there weren't too many monsters and beasts in the North, and the threat was too great, with the gameplay of Harper Alliance, I might have turned into a street rat that everyone yelled at.

This also explains why, in more densely populated and economically prosperous areas, the Harpers are less favored by the local government and are even defined as an unpopular illegal organization.

The role they play to a large extent is that of destroyers of order, and they are also a force that hinders social progress and the development of civilization.

But the interesting thing is that instead of realizing their mistakes, these people feel that they are engaged in a great cause that is not understood by "ordinary people", and are even willing to pay the price of their lives for it.

But from the perspective of Elminster and Harper, they neither seek fame nor profit, nor do they care about things like repayment or gratitude. They truly have no desires and have noble conduct.

Moreover, there is no strict superior-subordinate system like other organizations, and there is no so-called "authority".

Every member can make their own judgment and choice and do what they think is right.

How could such a selfless and noble concept be wrong?

In fact, this current situation happens to be a microcosm of the countless conflicts and contradictions in Faerûn.

It is not like various countries on the earth, where the main differences come from the division of existing resources and interests. It is closer to the fact that ideas, values ​​and world views are not on the same channel at all, and there is no way to communicate.

Dull!

Depressed!

It feels breathless!

As a high-level assassin who was once loyal to Ellen Linville, Fede obviously knew about the Harper Alliance, and he had also heard about the famous reputation of Elminster, the first chosen one of the Goddess of Magic and the great sage of Shadow Valley.

But she never thought that she would meet him in this way.

In particular, the face-to-face confrontation between the old and new electors of the Goddess of Magic brought tremendous pressure to others around them. This made the demon elves feel for the first time what it was like to be strong enough to have a decisive influence on the form of a region.

Although neither party had the slightest intention to take action except after the initial brief conflict, Feide's palms kept sweating due to being too nervous, and he often subconsciously rubbed them on his clothes or cloak.

This is a habit shared by many killers and assassins.

If your palms sweat too much, the friction will be greatly reduced, causing slippage when gripping daggers and daggers.

fortunately!

This silent confrontation did not last long.

About three to five minutes later, after finishing smoking a pack of cigarettes, Elminster took the lead in breaking the silence and asked: "You came here today just to make this deal with me?"

"No, I have something else to ask you. How much does Harper know about the turmoil that is happening within the Shadow Thieves Guild?"

Zuo Si did not beat around the bush and stated his intention straightforwardly.

The moment the demon elf assassin heard these words, his ears immediately pricked up.

This is not an adjective, but a standard verb.

As we all know, elves are often known for their pointed and long ears.

After being integrated into the succubus bloodline, the muscles around the ears of the demon elves are more developed than ordinary elves, and they can make many incredible movements.

For example, contracting muscles makes the pinna of the ear stick to the side of the scalp, or even hide it in the hair to conceal one's lineage and identity.

In the same way, when they need to listen carefully, they can also raise their ears and open them to increase the area of ​​the auricle to better collect sound.

"Why should we provide you with information about the Shadow Thief? This is not within the scope of the transaction just now! What's more, you brutally killed Geoffrey!"

The eyes of the elf named Orvis sparkled with hatred.

“Yes, this is indeed not part of the deal.

But the problem is, you seem to have forgotten one thing, that is, the lives of you people are still in my hands.

After all, I made it clear just now that anyone who dares to attack me a second time will die miserably.

Now, how about I use your lives to make another deal in exchange for information about the Shadow Thieves Guild?

Or do you think that with Elminster here, everyone's lives can be saved?

Believe me, there's no way he can do that.

It's okay if you want to give it a try, I don't mind killing a few more people or a few fewer people anyway. "

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his left hand with an iron glove, and astonishing magical energy began to gather in his palm.

"Stop it! Enough blood has been shed today, there is no need to do any more unnecessary killings. No matter what information you want to know about the Shadow Thieves, just ask."

Elminster stood up and stopped the Harpers' pointless struggle and resistance.

At the same time, he also admitted in disguise that he could not stop Zuo Si from going on a killing spree.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the confidence of all Harper members present.

Elf Orvis's eyes widened even more, and he couldn't believe the facts he heard. His reaction was as disappointing as a fan who witnessed the collapse of his idol's house, and his faith in his heart also showed signs of being shaken.

"Did you see it? This is called looking at the overall situation. You little guy, learn from it and don't think about killing and using violence all day long. What's the difference between that and the devil in the bottomless abyss?"

Zuo Si mocked the self-righteous elf in a slightly contemptuous tone, and then asked himself: "Do you know how Ellen Linville died? Or who was the murderer who assassinated him?"

"Ellen Linville died in an assassination attempt.

Although the Shadow Thieves Guild announced that the murderer was a demon elf assassin named Feide, there was actually someone else.

As for who this person is, we still don’t know.

But one thing is certain, that is, the murderer worked closely with a red-robed mage named Edwin. "

Elminster gave a very straightforward answer.

"Edwin?!"

Hearing this name, Zuo Si's DNA moved instantly.

But he couldn't imagine why this guy would appear in Amn instead of Baldur's Gate, where the situation was even more chaotic.

Elminster nodded slightly: "Yes. This red-robed mage seems to have some unknown connection with Maiwa, one of the leaders of the Shadow Thief's guild.

Just a few months ago, they cooperated through a series of plans and conspiracies to secretly eliminate the leaders of several subordinate guilds, and then pretended to be accidents to support people who were willing to obey their orders to rise to power.

Now the two of them control almost half of the power of the Amn Shadow Thieves.

In addition, there is a mysterious force behind Maiwa supporting him in seizing power. "

"Okay, I think I know what's going on, thanks."

After getting the information he wanted, Zuo Si immediately turned around and walked out of the Harper's secret base in Askatra without looking back.

Fede obviously wanted to ask for a few more details, but in the end he held back and followed behind him, turned around and left.

Over the years of working for the Shadow Thief, she has developed a good habit, that is, when she is unclear about the situation, it is best to obey the boss's orders first.

After the two of them were completely gone, Elminster took a deep breath and said in a tone that was not easy to question: "Withdraw all our personnel in Amn and Baldur's Gate immediately!"

"What? Are you crazy? If everyone evacuates, how can we collect intelligence and stop the Zhentarim plot?"

Another Harper executive exclaimed in disbelief.

“At this point, don’t you understand that we no longer have a foothold in these two places?

Soth is not a soft-hearted person.

Since he has determined that we are enemies, he will use various methods to suppress us.

As for intelligence gathering, don't worry about it, I will find a way.

As for the Zhentarim plot...

I don't think Fuzoul Chamberry and Ximanmeng dare to do anything under Soth's nose. "

When he said these words, Elminster's eyes flashed with a faint silver light, and he clearly had his own plans.

To be precise, he had already made corresponding preparations.

Whether it is Kelben who is breaking away from the Harpers and establishing his own intelligence organization, Moonstar, or letting Storm Silverhand come forward to take over this area, he can assume the responsibility of gathering intelligence.

The main reason for the Harpers to withdraw from this area is to avoid bloodshed like today.

"What about the resistance forces we contacted in the West Heartland region on the Dragon Coast?" Another Harper master asked with a frown.

"Alas - tell these people that the Harper has more important things to do now and let them contact Soth directly."

Elminster couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He could feel the frustration and dissatisfaction in the hearts of these Harpers, but there was nothing he could do about it.

What's even more irritating is that all the previous efforts have now given an advantage to the opponent.

It is foreseeable that after these rebels defeat the Zhentil Keep army and drive out their forces, they will inevitably turn to Zuo Si, who can bring peace, stability and prosperity to the region.

This change is almost irreversible.

However, in comparison, Elminster was more worried that Zuo Si's extremely dangerous thoughts would be transmitted to the entire metal dragon group through those silver dragons, gold dragons, steel dragons, and copper dragons.

This eventually led to a large-scale split among this group of good-aligned dragons.

You must know that in terms of philosophical concepts, dragons with higher IQs are more likely to be truthful than humans and prefer to engage in fierce debates.

Many fallen golden dragons and silver dragons took evil paths under such circumstances.

Of course, Zuo Si still knew nothing about Elminster's worries.

Because there is only one dragon from the good camp that he currently knows, and that is Alustriel's ally, the Golden Dragon Queen Verama Landas.

Therefore, the impression of metal dragons still remains that they are very curious, like to inquire into everything, are very happy when receiving gifts, are keen on all kinds of debates, and may also be a little bit greedy for petty gains.

As for arrogance, that is a common problem among all true dragons, even the most stupid and beast-like white dragon is no exception.

But overall, metal dragons from the good camp are more likely to be reasonable than chromatic dragons.

Even if they want to get treasure from you, they rarely choose to rob it directly.

Instead, deliberately reveal some information that interests you, and then imply that it can be exchanged for money or a magical item.

"Where are we going now? Looking for the red-robed mage named Edwin?"

After leaving the Harper Alliance's building in Askatra, Fede immediately couldn't help but ask.

After learning the clues about the real murderer of Ellen Linville, she couldn't wait to find the enemy and cut him into pieces.

Zuo Si said with a smile without looking back: "Don't be so impatient. Especially information like this, whose authenticity cannot be guaranteed, requires multiple verifications to avoid being used as a fool by others."

"Ask for more evidence?"

The demon elf assassin was stunned for a moment.

She really couldn't think of any organization that could get more and more detailed information if the information from the Harper Alliance could not be trusted.

However, Zuo Si did not explain much. Instead, he made a large circle in the dock area and came to the door of a slightly dilapidated house.

As a result, before he could get close, the originally closed door opened on its own, and a familiar female figure walked out, putting one hand on her chest and bowing gracefully.

"Welcome, Lord Soth."

"Why are you here?"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because the woman standing at the door is one of Manson's most capable assistants, and she is also Clarice, who has a deep connection with him.

It is said that after Manson's death, Clarice took the initiative to join Simon's camp, and then disappeared from people's sight.

At the moment, this female mage with a high level of spellcasting is wearing an enchanted robe that looks a bit like a dress. She has a humble smile on her face, showing off her mature and beautiful charm.

In the room behind her, there were three young mages dressed as apprentices, thieves hiding in the shadows, and seven or eight fully armed guards.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the Zhentarim's stronghold in Askatra, less than three streets away from the headquarters of the Deadland Harper Alliance.

What's even more incredible is that for so many years, both sides have known each other's existence and have been fighting openly and secretly, but they have not attacked each other's home base.

What does it mean to fall in love and kill each other?

That’s it!

"Siemanmont specially arranged for me to provide services specifically for you and to meet all your requirements as much as possible."

Clarice deliberately put the emphasis on "everything."

Unfortunately, Zuo Si ignored this boring suggestion and walked into the house to find a chair and sit down.

After the door was slammed shut, he asked: "Do you know what happened within the Shadow Thieves Guild recently?"

Clarice replied without thinking: "Of course. There has been such a big commotion this time, and it's hard for me not to know.

What's more, the infiltration of shadow thieves has always been the main task of our Zhentarim.

Some spies have even reached the position of leader of their subordinate guilds.

No matter what information you want to know, I can give you the answer right away. "

"Great! Let me briefly introduce the situation first."

Zuo Si crossed his hands on his chest and assumed a listening posture.

Clarice didn't waste any time and immediately shook out all the information she had collected.

Even the conflicts within some subordinate guilds, and the unknown gossip that the leader of a certain guild was cuckolded by his henchmen were no exception.

Of course, situations like this where the tauren are killed are not uncommon within the Shadow Thieves Guild.

Since the nature of the work involves criminal relationships, senior shadow thieves usually do not choose to get married, which is equivalent to exposing one's own weaknesses to the other party's sight.

However, considering that they also have physical and emotional needs, they often choose to secretly have one or several lovers.

In order to ensure the safety of these lovers, one or two of his cronies must be arranged to protect the former.

In addition, the guild leader has a lot of things to do and is very busy, and he probably has more than one lover, so it is impossible to live together every day.

This also leads to the fact that women who are lovers will naturally transfer their physical and psychological desires to the bodyguards who accompany them every day.

Over time, those who are not strong-willed enough will be easily tempted and end up sleeping in the same bed as the person they protect.

Normally, nothing can be said if it is not discovered.

But once the guild leader discovers that his subordinates have cheated on him, the result will be a brutal torture lasting several hours or even days.

It's obvious that the Zhentarim are much better at gathering intelligence than the Harpers in Amn.

The Demon Elf Assassin was so shocked that his eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Zuo Si had just come out of the Harper Alliance and turned around to obtain so much important information from the Zhentarim.

Some of them were so secretive that even she had never heard of them.

"So... Ellen Linville actually died in the internal fighting of the Shadow Thieves Guild?

In order to start a rebellion, Maiwa hired Edwin and another assassin to kill the nominal supreme leader, hoping to make everyone nervous.

But what he didn't expect was that Raynor Bloodhead had already prepared a substitute, causing the assassination to not have the expected effect.

Reynold Bloodhead deliberately framed Feder as the murderer not because he was unaware of it, but to calm down the forces within the guild that were about to move and ensure that Maiwa would not immediately jump over the wall and start a large-scale internal rebellion.

Both parties now knew it well, but because they were not fully prepared, they unanimously chose to save the last face. "

Zuo Si touched his chin and analyzed with a playful expression.

I have to say that it is quite interesting to watch the internal fighting among shadow thieves from an outsider's perspective.

Especially after learning that Maiwa was a follower of Cyric, he increasingly felt that it would be better not to interfere easily.

It would be best to watch the two sides fight until they are bleeding and dying, and then take action to uproot this huge criminal organization entrenched in Amn and its surrounding areas.

There is no doubt that Zuo Si has never liked Shadow Thief from the beginning to the end, even though he has cooperated with him on many occasions.

Especially with the recent changes in his identity and position, he has gradually become murderous towards the shadow thief.

As the saying goes, the butt determines the head.

In the past, Zuo Si had no intention of ruling Amn, so he often had an indifferent attitude towards the various forces in Askatra.

They are even more than happy to exploit privilege and legal loopholes to their own benefit.

This can be gleaned from the good cooperative relationships he had with major families in the past.

But since he had the idea of ​​unifying the west coast of Faerûn under the guidance of Xia En VII, Zuo Si didn't like these big families that monopolized resources and power, as well as the Masked Mage Guild, Shadow Thieves and other organizations.

Because his mentality has changed from a vested interest to a ruler.

In the eyes of the rulers, these guys, without exception, are targets that need to be severely suppressed or even cleaned up.

As a high-level leader of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim, Clarice was obviously very aware that Zuo Si was gradually gathering power in preparation for his coronation as King of Amn, so she quickly lowered her voice and added: "This turmoil is not just about the Shadow Thieves. Internal problems, and a mysterious force hidden within the cemetery area.

However, their confidentiality work is very good, and I don’t know the other party’s true face yet.

But one thing is for sure, this mysterious force is powerful enough to make the top brass of the Shadow Thieves very afraid.

It is said that all the leaders of the subordinate guilds who have gone there and sworn allegiance have not shown any signs of repeated horizontal jumps.

This means that they 100% believe that as long as the mysterious forces take action, Maiwa will definitely win the final victory. "

"Haha, the situation is really getting more and more interesting."

The corners of Zuo Si's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile.

Maybe others don't know who lives under the cemetery area, but how could he not know.

What he didn't expect was that the Vampire Queen Badi would destroy the foundation of the Shadow Thieves Guild by provoking civil strife.

This is much smarter than declaring war directly and then fighting and killing.

"Shit! So in the eyes of these senior officials, I'm just an insignificant scapegoat and a pathetic victim?"

Feide was obviously off guard by the truth. He raised his foot angrily and kicked the wooden table to pieces with a bang.

In particular, Renoir Bloodhead knew that she was innocent, but for the sake of his own interests and power, he still chose to blame her without hesitation, which made the demon elf assassin have the urge to cut her throat.

"So, are you still planning to avenge Ellen Linville?" Zuo Si asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I have to take revenge! Whether it's Renault Bloodhead who wronged me or Maiwa who planned the assassination behind the scenes, I will make them pay with their blood."

The demon elf assassin gritted his teeth and roared unwillingly.

"In that case, follow me back to the Mage Tower first. Not only do you need a high-grade magic leather armor, but you also need two weapons."

After saying that, Zuo Si stood up and took the lead to walk outside.

Without saying a word, Clarice bent down and made a farewell gesture. It was not until the two of them disappeared at the end of the street that she ordered the door to be closed again.

…

At the same time, far in the sky near the Xingxuan Mountains in the south, two giant red dragons were looking at each other in the sky.

Among them, the Purgatory red dragon whose size was far beyond the ancient age group, no need to ask, knew that it was Wilmes who had just built a nest here not long ago.

The much smaller ancient red dragon opposite her is the most active and destructive mobile natural disaster in this area - Balagas "Flying Flame".

There is no doubt that after waiting for so long, Wilmes finally got his wish for the opponent with the title of "Dragon King".

Once upon a time, Balagos "Flying Flame" was her idol that she worshiped and imitated.

But now, this female purgatory red dragon just wants to tear the opponent's throat, swallow the hot blood spurting out of the body, and make her reputation resound throughout the entire Faerûn continent.

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you before!"

Balagas "Feiyan" narrowed his eyes and probed cautiously.

Although he has always been known for being warlike, violent, bloodthirsty and cruel, he would often rush directly into a dragon's lair to kill and eat it.

But that doesn't mean he's a fool.

Especially now that there is such a huge difference in body size, anyone who is not blind can see it.

And size happens to be the decisive factor in the civil war between red dragons.

You must know that in Faerûn, an ancient dragon can usually grow to between thirty and forty meters, which is already very huge.

But the Wilmes in front of him had spent two hundred years with the help of time magic in the Zendikar space-time where giant beasts were everywhere and the magic energy was so abundant that it was about to overflow. Counting the tail, his body length was already close to 150 meters.

The muscle lines formed through long-term and rigorous training are enough to make any dragon feel frightened.

It felt like a two-meter-tall strong man was walking on the street and suddenly saw a giant over five meters tall and with muscle distribution comparable to a bodybuilding champion blocking his way.

To say that I am not afraid at all would be absolutely false.

Balagas "Flying Flame" wasn't even sure if he would be torn in half alive if he was accidentally caught by the opponent.

"My name is Wilmes! Next I will kill you, and then take your place as the only Dragon King in the entire West Coast South."

Wilmes stated his intention very simply.

She knew very well that playing tricks was not her area of ​​expertise, so she simply issued the challenge openly.

"Vilmes? Are you the red dragon that appeared above Zhentil Castle, killed countless followers of the mad god Cyric and stole a lot of wealth?"

An orange-red light like magma burst out from Balagos' "Flying Flame" pupils, with a strong shock in his tone.

"Hehe! Have you even heard my name?"

Wilmes grinned, revealing a huge, sharp fang.

Due to her acceptance of the power of hell, her teeth are not ordinary white, but have countless black spots on the ends.

These spots allow the teeth to inject some additional non-lethal toxins when biting, causing the target to continuously lose physical attributes, and then become weaker and weaker, until the target's physical constitution reaches zero and dies instantly.

"Why are you coming to trouble me? I don't remember provoking you."

Balagas "Flying Flame" frowned, gently flapped its wings and retreated, continuing to maintain a relatively safe distance.

It can be seen that this dragon king does not want to fight an enemy several times his size.

But unfortunately, the task Wilmes took over from Zuo Si was to destroy these active and powerful evil dragons.

What's more, she herself is extremely eager to obtain the title of Dragon King.

So this purgatory red dragon simply didn't bother to talk nonsense, and just started to bless itself with [Shining Scale], [Sharp Fang Technique], [Sharp Teeth Technique], [Higher Wind Wings] and other dragons can master it. His innate magic was like a super-heavy bomber flying in the air, rushing straight towards the opponent.

Among them, [Shining Scale] provides a deflection field that resists physical attacks;

[Sharp Fang Technique] and [Sharp Teeth Technique] make the natural weapons of teeth and claws more destructive;

[Higher Wind Wings] can improve the dragon's flight maneuverability.

It is easy to see from a few spells that Wilmes' tactics are very simple and crude, which is to go up and crush the opponent with his size advantage.

In order to prevent the enemy from escaping, she also released [Wing Binding Technique] during the charge.

This is also a magic unique to the dragon. Its function is to create a net of force field that entangles the target and prevents it from charging, flying and running.

"Damn it!"

Realizing that Wilmes was not joking, but really wanted to kill him, Balagas "Flying Flame" couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and immediately tried to release [Dispel Magic] to offset [Wing Binding Technique] 】Effect.

But what he found unbelievable was that when the [Dispel Magic] took effect, the [Wing Binding Technique] was not lifted.

In other words, he actually lost the spell confrontation!

You must know that although Balagas prefers melee combat in many cases, as an ancient red dragon, his natural spellcasting level is not low, equivalent to a LV20 warlock.

But now, [Dispel Magic] has been resisted twice in a row, which can only mean one problem, that is, the opponent's spellcasting level is much higher than his own.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked in shock at Wilmes, who was rushing towards him, and the extremely developed and exaggerated muscles on his body. The whole dragon was dumbfounded.

What a joke!

A giant dragon that obviously prefers melee combat actually has a higher spellcasting level than himself?

This feeling is as outrageous as a tall and strong woman who can carry hundreds of kilograms of barbells as weapons suddenly telling you that she is actually a legendary mage or warlock.

It's a pity that Balagas doesn't have time to think too much.

Since there is no way to remove the effect of [Wing Binding Technique], it is definitely too late to run away, so I can only quickly add the eighth-level [Reinforced Iron Bone] to myself, as well as [Stoneskin Technique], [Shield Technique] and [Acceleration Technique].

After the above-mentioned strengthening magic blessings were completed, he still used the [Tamson Transformation Technique] desperately at the last moment.

Obviously, because the size difference is too huge, Balagas does not feel that just relying on the first few strengthening spells can give him any advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

Simply giving up the ability to cast spells completely at the cost of gaining bonuses in strength, agility and defense, as well as more and stronger combat experience and will.

It has to be said that it is not unreasonable for him to become one of the most famous dragon kings in Faerun.

At least he had the courage to fight to the death after being cornered.

In the blink of an eye, the two red dragons collided together.

boom!

Boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

With a deafening loud noise, Balagas was not unexpectedly knocked out by the oncoming Wilmes, flipped in mid-air and fell to the cliff, followed by two dragons that continued to attack on the steep slope. Rolling, wrestling, biting.

The spectacular and tragic scene was clearly seen by many people several kilometers away.

Because Wilmes deliberately chose a place relatively close to Zazespo, the capital of the Kingdom of Tethyr, as a battlefield in order to let more people see the scene of him killing Balagas, so at this moment the city has already A complete mess.

The noble council issued an order almost immediately, declaring a state of emergency in the city.

All the soldiers canceled their vacations and stood on the city walls and arrow towers to prepare.

Mages and priests were also gathered together, preparing for the worst.

The rulers undoubtedly knew very well that with the destructive power displayed by the two red dragons in the distance, once they flew over each other, the entire city would probably be reduced to ruins.

But there is no way.

Even if you know you can't stop it, you still have to make a desperate gesture of resistance.

Otherwise, if civilians know that they pay so much tax and end up without even the most basic safety guarantee, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous.

However, Zha Zesibo's reaction did not have even the slightest impact on the two red dragons who were fighting in a bloody battle.

Although their hard scales were strong enough to withstand damage from all non-magical weapons, they were still torn to pieces by the opponent's magically enhanced teeth and claws.

The high-temperature blood, which could easily burn a person to death, was now splashing in all directions as the fight continued, and within a short time most of the entire mountain peak was on fire.

Whether it was the bushes and weeds on the top of the mountain or the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, thick smoke was rising at this moment.

What spread together with the thick smoke was a large red fire.

"Hahahaha! That's right! That's it! Come on! Let's fight to our heart's content! Let me see your power as the Dragon King!"

Vilmez's blood obviously started to boil, and he laughed unbridled like a madman, while at the same time swallowing the flesh and blood that had just been torn from the opponent's body.

That posture of not being afraid of pain at all, you can tell at a glance that he is in violent mode.

During the two hundred years she spent on the plane of Zendikar with the help of time magic, she apparently gained some barbarian class levels.

"Get away! You madman!"

Balagas desperately tried to break free and avoid this lose-lose strategy.

Because he knew that the other party was larger than himself, had stronger vitality than himself, and also had purgatory blood.

If you continue to waste it like this, you will definitely be the one who will eventually die.

It's a pity that Wilmes' power is so great that even though he has been blessed with so many strengthening magics, he is still far inferior in the end.

The dragon wings struck him several times, and apart from minor injuries to his nose, mouth and eyes, the opponent didn't even show the slightest intention to flinch.

On the contrary, it was Wilmes' dragon wings that struck him. Every time he struck, Balagas felt as if he had been hit hard on the head by a hammer.

"madman?

Isn’t that the word people use to describe you?

I am paying tribute to you!

Could it be that the great Balagas is just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong?

Bring out the cruelty, cruelty and bloodthirst with which you killed other dragons!

Don't be a coward and keep thinking about running away! "

Wilmes opened his mouth suddenly, bit down on the connection between the opponent's neck and body, and then violently shook his head like a mad dog.

This move was a technique she learned while fighting the hydra on the plane of Zendikar.

Doing so can tear the wound wide open, causing the target to bleed out quickly and lose consciousness.

Especially when dealing with prey that is much smaller than itself, it can stun the opponent so much that it loses its ability to resist.

There is no doubt that Baragas was small compared to the current size of Wilmes.

Therefore, as expected, the latter was unable to exert any force due to this crazy swing, and a large amount of bright red dragon blood spurted out like spring water.

However, this time there was no spray everywhere. Under the control of an invisible force, they quickly gathered into a ball and then flew to the mountainside not far away.

"Tsk, tsk, this is the blood of an ancient red dragon that costs hundreds or even thousands of gold coins for a small bottle. It must not be wasted."

With that said, Ximanmeng walked out of the shadows and sealed the dragon's blood in several transparent glass containers.

After finishing all this, he picked up a small bottle and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. Then he raised his head and drank it in one gulp. A blush appeared on his pale face, and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"You actually like to drink dragon blood?"

The expression of disbelief appeared on the "filial dragon" Culremus who maintained his humanoid form.

You must know that the blood of red dragons, especially ancient red dragons, often contains unimaginable power of the fire element.

This stuff is not something a vampire can drink casually.

Ordinary vampires are afraid that if they drink two drops, their bodies will be instantly ignited and turned into a large torch until they are burned out and turned into a pile of dust.

"Haha, don't be so surprised.

Don't forget that before I became a vampire, I was an archmage who mastered nine-ring magic.

Although the blood of the ancient red dragon is dangerous, it contains great power.

As long as I use some methods to avoid direct contact with it, but slowly digest and absorb it, I can complete my transformation and become a special vampire form that I have never seen before. "

Ximanmeng licked his lips with unfinished content.

Obviously, the reason why the two of them appeared here was to witness the battle between Wilmes and Balagas with their own eyes to ensure that the entire process was foolproof.

In particular, Culremus, who has also been strengthened by time magic, has already tested the power he currently possesses, so he has no doubts about Wilmes' victory.

In his opinion, Balagos, the dragon king, could not be compared with the "Sharp Teeth" of Ivicola Sagram who died in Zuo Si's hands.

His future goals should be to be like the "Doomsday Reptile" Dogothos, "The Dragon of the Gods" Tchazzar, or a strong man like the Golden Dragon King who stands at the top of the dragon ecology.