A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As we all know, triangles are the most stable shapes, and triangular relationships are also the most stable relationships.

Because when the strength gap between the three parties is not very large, no party can resist the siege of the other two parties at the same time, and it will eventually reach a stalemate.

If you want to break this deadlock, you can only add more variables through mental games or introducing a fourth or fifth party.

The most important thing is that the sudden appearance of Erinikas made both Sazastan and Veshalon realize clearly that the person who wants to compete for this opportunity to become a god is not only themselves, but also hidden in the darkness. There are many strong men waiting for opportunities.

So they both gave up the opportunity to decide the outcome through a spell duel, and began to shift more attention to guarding against possible sneak attackers.

After all, the current situation is that Sazhastan holds the Eye of the Storm, and Veshalon holds the knowledge to use this eye to make himself a god.

It can be said that both sides have mastered a crucial part of the title of god.

This means that both of them are outright prey in the eyes of potential competitors who currently have nothing.

Compared with how to capture the other half, how to protect the half in hand is the most important.

Since Sazastan and Veshalon had been fighting each other for a long time, they knew each other very well, and soon they exchanged glances quietly.

Just a second later, they attacked Irenikas at the same time.

Among them, Sazhastan showed off his unique skill, which was to use the sixteenth-level spell slot to instantly cast the powerful nine-level necromantic spell [energy absorption].

With the blessing of the two super demons, Irenicas had no time to react. He immediately felt the terrifying energy-draining magic effect all over his body.

This energy absorbs not only magic energy, but also life energy. Many lichs and high-level necromancy specialist mages like to use it very much.

Legendary mages including Sazastan, Veshalon, Shane VII, Larok, and Ovo are among the best.

They are even willing to use thirteenth level or higher spell slots to give it instant cast and a series of other super-magic effects.

Larocque even used eighteen-level spell slots to add powerful spells on top of the instant extreme effects.

The reason is very simple!

This spell can weaken a creature from all aspects, reducing the target from at least two levels to eight levels.

And due to the addition of instant cast, it is very difficult to defend.

Once you take one shot, you will immediately lose a series of blessings such as vitality, spell slots, saving throws, resistance and other special abilities corresponding to the level.

Especially the lost spell slots. Even if you use restoration spells and other magical spells and potions to restore them immediately, you can't get back the lost spell slots before you get enough rest.

Leaving aside the spell slots of levels one to nine, the spell slots of level ten and above that can only be obtained by reaching the legendary level will basically be attacked by extremely effective energy-absorbing spells coupled with metamagic skills. At least two of the highest level will be lost every minute. of spell slots.

This is definitely a fatal blow to a legendary mage.

What's even more terrible is that Vesalun also used his highest-level spell slot to instantly cast the extremely effective energy-absorbing spell.

These two people obviously aimed to drain Irenicas' level directly and then capture him alive to obtain information.

One extreme energy absorber reduces eight career levels, two equals sixteen career levels.

Even a powerful spellcaster above level 30 may not be able to escape the situation of being transformed into a grandson in the face of such a terrifying weakening.

But Irenikas is indeed a high elf mage, and his understanding of magic has long gone beyond what most mages can understand.

After identifying the instant spells of the two lichs, he had already been prepared for the other party's sudden attack, and almost at the same time activated the anti-magic force field.

Since this spell will eliminate all magical power within a three-meter radius of the caster, the powerful energy-absorbing spell was forcibly suppressed by the anti-magic force field as soon as it took effect.

It has to be said that in this confrontation, which lasted less than a second or two, Irenicas successfully used a tenth-level spell slot to replace the opponent's two sixteenth-level spell slots, which can be said to be a huge profit.

And until the anti-magic force field effect disappears, you basically don't have to worry about any spell attacks from the opponent, making yourself temporarily invincible.

Of course, also because of the effect of the anti-magic force field, he cannot cast any protective, summoning or even offensive spells.

Seeing this scene, Sazhastan immediately realized that this was a strong man with spellcasting ability that was comparable to his own, and he was not an opponent that could be defeated in a short time.

So he quickly adjusted his strategy and did not launch any more attacks. Instead, he carefully probed: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am! What matters is that you must hand over the Eye of the Storm!"

Irenekas's eyes shone with chilling paranoia and madness.

Obviously, he has not changed at all because the legendary lich in front of him is the chief of the red-robed mage necromantic faction. He still has the same attitude of "I must get what I want".

In other words, his deep-seated pride as an elf makes him look down on any human being at all.

"Hmph! You also want to become a god?"

Sazastan was obviously offended by the other party's arrogance.

But Irenicas seemed not to hear the sarcastic tone and nodded naturally: "That's right! I have a reason to become a god! If any of you is willing to hand over what you have in hand first, I promise to do it. Help him kill another enemy."

"Hahahaha! Inciting hatred at this time? Do you think we are fools?"

Velsalun also laughed mockingly.

He did not deny his determination to kill Sazastan.

But compared with hatred, being a god is obviously more important.

After all, once you become a god, it means opening up a huge and insurmountable gap with mortals.

At that time, you don't even need to do it yourself. As long as you give a little sweetness to the believers and mortals who are eager to gain power, there will naturally be a large number of cannon fodder vying to serve for you.

"It never hurts to try, right?"

Irenekas shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, not taking this failure to heart at all.

After all, he never expected from the beginning that two lichs with legendary spellcasting levels would be fooled by such a cheap provocation.

I simply wanted to confirm whether the two people suddenly joined forces to attack me, whether it was a coincidence, or whether they had temporarily put aside their grudges and formed an alliance.

But now it seems that it is neither a coincidence nor an alliance made by putting aside grudges, but rather out of safeguarding one's own interests.

This also means that neither Sazastan nor Veshalon will go all out, but will leave enough means to defend against each other.

As a result, the situation inevitably reached a stalemate again.

And a long stalemate means that unpredictable variables will occur.

Just as the three legendary mages were holding their breath and concentrating on how to resolve this situation that was unfavorable to everyone, a large number of portals suddenly opened out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, Aznar Sruel appeared on the battlefield with several red-robed chiefs who opposed Sazastan.

Along with them appeared several other chiefs who took orders from Sazastan.

There is no doubt that the appearance of these people makes the situation more bizarre and complicated.

There were so many objects that needed to be vigilant and wary, that even the boldest Irenicus had a nervous and solemn expression.

After all, Ser's red-robed mages are not a bunch of trash like the masked mages of Askatra. Their high quality and strength are quite famous throughout the entire Faerûn continent.

Although it is not comparable to the Elf High Mage on Everlasting Island, it is still a force that cannot be underestimated.

At least Irenicas would never dare to fight against so many red-robed mages by himself.

In particular, the combined spellcasting ability allows low-level mages to gain enough power to threaten or even kill high-level mages in a short period of time.

"Sazastan, I think we'll stop here for today, what do you think?" Veshalon took the initiative to suggest.

As more and more red-robed wizards appeared, he clearly realized that his original quick-fix plan had gone bankrupt.

What will be staged next is a melee between multiple forces competing for the only chance to become a god.

Rather than staying and being exposed to danger, it is better to retreat early and make other plans.

At least you can reduce risks, preserve your strength, and wait for the next opportunity.

The two biggest benefits of becoming a lich are that you have endless time to wait, and the other is that you will never lose your calmness and reason due to emotions such as anger and greed.

"You used legendary magic to blow my castle into ruins, and now you see that the situation is not good and you want to just pat your butt and leave?"

Sazastan stared with two cold eyes, staring at the enemy who had been entangled with him for centuries.

Vesalun grinned and asked, "What else? Do you still plan to keep me? Don't forget, I still have other choices."

As he spoke, this powerful legendary lich turned his attention to Aznar Thrur, and the implication was self-evident.

If Sazastan is serious, he will directly form an alliance with these opponents, and then tear the entire Ser in half to officially start a civil war.

You must know that although there are many factions and conflicts within Serge and the red-robed mage today, they still maintain a unified parliamentary system on the surface.

But once they break up and start a civil war mode, it will inevitably lead to a loss of life and plunge the originally prosperous and powerful country into a comprehensive decline.

Obviously, this is unacceptable to Sazastan, who hopes to unify the entire Ser without harming its foundation.

So after the leader of the Necromancer faction was silent for a long time, he finally slowly spoke five words from his mouth.

"you can go now."

"Thank you! I believe it won't be long before we meet again."

After saying that, Veshalon released a signal to his followers, and then began to prepare to cast teleportation magic.

But in the process of chanting the spell, the dazzling silver fire suddenly flew close to him like sharp arrows at extremely fast speeds, exploding next to his head.

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Along with the deafening loud noise, the silver fire from the deepest layer of the magic network directly swallowed the undead creature and completely decomposed his body into countless residues and fragments that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Vesalun, the legendary mage who almost became the Lich God, was instantly killed without even the slightest time or chance to react.

Following the direction of the silver rocket arrow, everyone could clearly see the petite female figure with long silver fluffy messy hair.

She is the chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, the most dangerous and possibly the most powerful Storm Queen Xinbu among the Seven Sisters of the North.

The most important thing is that most red-robed mages are scared of this woman, and are very afraid of her silver fire and exclusive spell sequencer that can release several, a dozen or even dozens of magic spells in one breath.

If we talk about the several basic spell sequencers currently circulating in Faerûn, the principle is to compress two or even three spells together and then release them in one breath.

Then Xinbu's spell sequencer is to direct the spells that were previously stored somewhere to hit one or several targets at once.

As for protective magic...

Sorry, in the face of this kind of firepower advantage mixed with a large number of different energy attribute magics, most of the protective spells will be instantly penetrated.

Sometimes the sequencer will also be interspersed with the release of advanced dispel magic to ensure that the bombardment can be completed quickly.

So when Xinbu appeared, many red-robed mages began to subconsciously sweat from nervousness, and some low-level mages simply lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Because, based on years of fighting experience, the Storm Queen usually disdained to attack people who fell to the ground and lost the ability to resist.

There is no doubt that with the fierce reputation established through violent means, Xinbu is now equivalent to a special Noble Phantasm for red-robed mage, with full deterrence.

What's more, she didn't come by herself this time. She was accompanied by a beautiful woman in her thirties who looked mature and charming.

Creepy magical flames surround the latter's body.

Maybe the outside world doesn't know who this stranger is following the Storm Queen, but the red-robed mages know it very well.

She is the famous Cursed Fire Queen—Sandra Hisel, a ruthless person who is no less dangerous than the former.

It is said that in a battle that broke out in Zhentil Keep, the crazed Sandra Shisel single-handedly defeated Manson and Fuzor Chambery, and also killed a large number of their men.

Even Mansong's mage tower was blown off the cliff by the power released by the fierce curse fire.

Since the power of curse fire has some properties such as magic absorption, energy enhancement, medical treatment, etc., it has strong restraint on the caster and is a typical "kill at first sight".

Among them, magic absorption can extract energy from the spells cast by the opponent, while medical treatment can use the absorbed energy to treat one's own injuries.

This means that unless the curse fire user can be killed in one round, he can absorb unlimited energy to restore himself to the original state, consuming all the spell slots, scrolls and magic items of a spellcaster alive.

If you don't understand the power of the Cursed Firebringer during the battle, you will most likely be pinned to the ground with a blaster.

But the problem is that the extremely special power of cursed fire is very rare and cannot be mastered through learning. Instead, it needs to be passed on to the next generation through blood inheritance.

Therefore, more than 90% of spell casters may not even know what curse fire is, let alone understand its principle and essence.

So to a certain extent, Sandra Xisel's threat to the red robed mages is much higher than that of Xinbu.

Staring at these two strong women who stood at the pinnacle of mortal power, Sazastan's heart suddenly sank. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What exactly do you want to do in Ser?"

"What, are you scared? Sazastan!" the Storm Queen asked with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.

It could be seen that killing Vesalun made her feel quite good, and she even had a faint smile on her face.

As a lunatic who made a bet with others to see who could kill a hundred lichs first, and finally won the victory, Xinbu would not make precise calculations or predictions like Elminster or Kelben. , but highlight the word "reckless".

As the saying goes, a fool beats a master.

Many of her defeated generals were simply not used to this mindless bombardment of massive spells, and were ultimately defeated miserably at her hands.

Just look at Veshalon who has turned into bone dregs and you will know how terrible it is to become an enemy of Xinbu.

Often one will be swallowed up by the overwhelming spells if one is not careful.

Even Irenicas, who was confident in himself, subconsciously took two steps back at this moment, wanting to stay away from these two women who exuded dangerous auras.

"Afraid? How is that possible! This is Sel! It's our red-robed territory!"

As he said this, Sazastan glanced at the other chiefs who were enemies of him, as if he was hinting at something.

Aznar Srul obviously heard the voice-over, and immediately stood up and pretended to agree: "Yes! This is Sel!

Queen of Aglaron, I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for taking revenge afterwards.

Maybe we can't do anything to you, but the civilians of Aglalon will have to pay the price for your actions. "

Hearing these threatening words, Xinbu's face instantly became extremely fierce: "What did you just say? Do you dare to repeat it again?"

moment!

Aznar Sruel felt that he was locked by the Queen of Storm and the Queen of Cursed Fire at the same time. Dense beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He opened his mouth several times to say something harsh to save face, but in the end I gave up at the last moment.

Because he witnessed with his own eyes the process of Vesalun being killed instantly, he couldn't guarantee whether he could really withstand it.

What's more, the current situation is so complicated and delicate. God knows what Sazhastan will do.

Don't let the other party scheme and take advantage of you again, it will be very embarrassing.

Seeing Aznar Sruel choose his heart under the intimidation of Xinbu, Sazastan suddenly revealed his strong contempt.

With such magnanimity, magnanimity and courage, do you still want to replace yourself as the ruler of Ser?

What a joke!

Only the strong are qualified to lead the Red Robe Mage Organization to realize its huge ambitions!

Thinking of this, Sazastan stood up decisively, slowly raised his hand to show everyone present the crystal ball with the Eye of the Storm sealed in his hand, and said meaningfully: "I know, you are all aiming for this ball." From the eyes of Talos, the storm god.

But I can tell you clearly that no one can take it away from me.

Especially you, Storm Queen Xinbu.

If you dare to act wild here, I will release it in the sky above Aglalon tomorrow.

The country you hold dear will be engulfed by a horrific storm, and millions of civilians will die in a matter of days. "

Having said this, the Lich paused for a moment, turned around and stared at Irenikas: "As for you, the unknown mage, I will also use it to destroy you.

Believe me, in the face of Talos' destructive power, your poor magical power will have no effect at all.

So I sincerely suggest that you'd better leave Serre immediately and completely disappear from my sight. "

"Oh? Are you really willing to give it up?"

Xinbu obviously saw through Sazastan's bluff at a glance, and suddenly released the silver fire in his body, exuding an inviolable majesty.

"Wouldn't you know if you try it?"

Sandra Xisel also followed suit and increased the power of her cursed fire to the extreme.

Everyone could clearly see that a crown-shaped flame slowly rose above her head.

There is no doubt that this is the most powerful power of the Cursed Firebringer - the King's Fire.

While the spell is in effect, it absorbs all magical attacks.

Yes, you heard that right, all magic attacks.

Including one to nine rings and even above nine rings.

This is why the Spellfirebringer is the nemesis of all spellcasters.

In addition, physical attacks against the Cursed Firebringer must first be protected by the King's Fire.

If the enchantment level of the weapon is not high enough and the hardness is not strong enough, it will melt into a puddle of molten iron the moment it touches the Flame Crown, and even cause severe burns to the weapon holder himself.

"Do you have to force me like this? Don't you know that Soth is behind all this?"

Sazhastan's tone was full of anger.

"So what? Now the eye of the storm is in your hands, not in Soth's hands. If you want to blame it, blame yourself for being too greedy and being attracted by the bait he threw out."

As a typical chaotic neutral camp, Xinbu is obviously not a reasonable person.

In her opinion, it was wrong for Zuo Si to use the Eye of God to deal with the red-robed mage, but he was still one of her own.

Even if they break up with Elminster and start a confrontation, it won't be the turn of outsiders to dictate.

"So you came here today just to fight me to the death?"

Sazastan was obviously about to go crazy with anger, and his pupils were flashing with a frightening red light.

First, he was deceived by Zuo Si into taking away a complete set of the red-robed mage’s magic tattoo-making technology;

Then he was used as a tool again;

In the end, after paying a huge price to get the Eye of the Storm, I found myself falling into a huge pit.

He didn't even have time to study the power contained in the Eye of God, before his lair was reduced to rubble by a legendary spell.

Strong enemies came one after another.

If it weren't for the lack of certainty of victory, Sazhastan would have burst out.

"Hahaha! Do you think you still have a chance?"

Xinbu raised his chin slightly and laughed wildly.

Just when she was about to invite Sandra Xisel to take action, Irenekas suddenly suggested: "Your Excellency Sazastan, I think we can conclude an alliance now, what do you think? "

"Huh? What do you mean..."

The Lich suddenly turned his head and stared at the mage with exaggerated muscles who had launched a surprise attack on him as soon as he appeared.

“That’s literally what it means.

I'm not a greedy person.

As long as you agree to give me half of the power in that eye, then I will become your most loyal and reliable ally.

After all, the Eye of the Storm can turn a mortal into a demigod, which means that even if its power is divided into two halves, it can still allow us to complete the transformation from mortal to god.

Additionally, I have some research on gods, divine powers, and divinity.

It can bypass Velshalun and complete the process of becoming a god alone.

I believe you will be interested.

After becoming a god, we can continue to maintain this covenant and work together, just like the three gods of death back then. "

Irenekas extended an olive branch at a critical moment.

He obviously didn't want Simbu and Sandra Shisel to take away the Eye of the Storm from Sazastan, so after thinking about it for a moment, he decided to help the latter.

"What?!"

Sazastan was startled at first. He couldn't believe that this legendary mage, whom he had never heard of before, actually had such amazing knowledge.

But he soon realized that this proposal was quite good. At least he didn't have to spend any effort to obtain the knowledge necessary to become a god from Velshalun. He responded without hesitation: "Deal! But I need to confirm the knowledge first. The authenticity!”

"No problem! But before that, let's work together to deal with these two menacing women."

With that said, Irenicas quickly showed off the divine power he had taken from the son of Baal.

In the blink of an eye, the bloodthirsty divinity transformed it into a killer, and pounced directly on the Queen of Cursed Fire, Sandra Hisel.

Since it is also blessed with an anti-magic force field, the latter's curse fire cannot cause any damage to it at all, and can only use the power called "ascension" to fly briefly to distance itself.

As for Sazastan, he activated a wishing scroll, directly restored his previously consumed spell slots by making wishes, and used his best skills to face the Storm Queen Xinbu.

Suddenly, the entire ruins of the castle were filled with dazzling arcane auras and instant magic.

Although in the battle with Sazastan, Ximbu always firmly held the advantage.

But on the other side, Sandra Hisel was suppressed by Erinikas and was in a state of embarrassment and danger. She was almost torn to pieces by the killer's sharp fangs and claws several times.

After all, the most powerful thing about the curse fire user is that it can absorb the opponent's spell power and then convert it into its own curse fire energy to heal injuries, or in turn attack the opponent.

But now, Irenicas directly gave up on casting spells, and instead directly put an anti-magic force field on himself. He used the divine power of the Son of Baal to transform into a killer and engage in hand-to-hand combat, forcibly destroying Sandra Hisel's biggest weapon. Advantage.

This is why he dared to come to Sere alone to seize the Eye of the Storm from many strong men.

"Xinbu! Help me! I can't hold on anymore!"

After suffering a continuous onslaught and being torn open with several bone-deep wounds, Sandra Shisel finally couldn't help but call for help from her allies.

"Damn it!"

The Storm Queen couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and directly left Sazastan to teleport a short distance to her ally. She raised her hand and released a force field wall, which immediately blocked the oncoming killer.

There is no doubt that the wall of force spell is one of the very few spells that can continue to be effective without being affected by the anti-magic force field.

In addition, the rainbow series of spells, artifacts and divine powers are also unaffected.

The silver fire given to the chosen people by the goddess of magic is naturally included.

This is why Elminster was often able to defeat spellcasters who were more powerful than himself in spell duels when he was young.

He only needs to get close to the opponent first, then release the anti-magic field, and then rely on the power of swordsmanship and silver fire to defeat the opponent in a few rounds.

Just when Xinbu was about to use silver fire to severely injure Irenikas, who had transformed into a killer, he suddenly heard Sazastan in the distance begin to chant long spells, seeming to be preparing a legendary spell with amazing power.

But she had no time to counterattack, so she could only pull Sandra Xissel and retreat quickly.

After getting out of the range of the anti-magic force field, the teleportation spell is instantly activated and disappears.

After just a few minutes of fierce confrontation, everything finally returned to calm.

Sazastan even interrupted his spellcasting concentration and quickly stood with the red-robed chiefs who were taking orders from him.

Aznar Srul, after estimating the strength gap between the two sides, decisively led his men and chose a strategic retreat.

He has witnessed with his own eyes the power of the combination of Irenikas's anti-magic field and the Transformed Slayer, and he has yet to find any way to crack it.

Ever since, the war ended in an anticlimactic manner.

But Sazastan is undoubtedly very aware that he is completely exposed to the sun at this moment and may face new challenges at any time.

Therefore, they quickly negotiated with Irenicas who had transformed back, and finally reached a condition that both parties could barely accept, and temporarily became allies who were at odds with each other in face and heart.

They all know very well that once the other party finds an opportunity, they will definitely find ways to seize the eye of the storm and swallow up the power of the seal inside.

…

At the same time, far away on the streets of Baldur's Gate, Aberdare and his group were running around frantically, evading pursuit by the Flame Fist mercenaries.

Because they had just entered the city and wanted to expose Sarevok's crimes, they were framed by the officer controlled by the shapeshifter.

Before Jasira could defend herself, all kinds of shit basins were pulled down one after another.

In less than a day, this team was implicated as the murderer who poisoned Duke Iltan, the real culprit behind the massacre of Duke Silvershield, the insidious villain who attacked Duke Belt, and the person who was bribed by the Zhentarim. Assassin and a series of titles.

In order to squeeze out the use value of this brother, Sarevok blamed Aberdare for all the things he had done.

After successfully obtaining the position of Duke, he no longer intends to continue playing this kind of house game, but is eager to launch a war and massacre as planned.

The desperate team finally had no choice but to follow Thrall and Montaro's advice and came to the Zhentarim stronghold in Baldur's Gate City.

Ximanmeng, who had already arranged everything, was sitting in the secret room at the moment, looking at the tall son of Baal with great interest, as well as Jasira and Khalid, who were harpists beside him.

After a full minute, he crossed his hands on his chest and said with a half-smile: "I already know about your situation and request. But everything has a price, and I don't think you will object to this. ,Right?"

"Of course! As long as you can help kill Sarevok who framed us! I am willing to pay any price! Do anything for you!"

Aberdare, who had long been blinded by hatred, gave his promise without hesitation, ignoring Jasira's desperate wink at the side.

He was not a kind person originally, but a mercenary who was greedy for money, lustful and impulsive.

As long as the employer paid enough, he didn't care who he killed.

"Haha, very good, I like your decisiveness and straightforwardness.

However, since Baldur's Gate is now completely controlled by Sarevok, it is no longer possible to clear up the frame-up you have received here.

Now, I can only offer one other option.

That is to join the army of Zhentil Keep and kill Sarevok in the upcoming decisive battle.

I don't know what you think? "

Xi Manmeng calmly offered the conditions he had prepared.

He had already received instructions from Zuo Si to lead Aberdare and his party to the battlefield near the Troll's Claw, so that the two sons of Baal could meet and meet their fate.

But what Ximan didn't understand was why Zuo Si thought that the guy in front of him who looked stupid and easily manipulated would be the opponent of Sarevok who was ambitious and possessed the powerful power.

"I have no objection. But now that the entire Baldur's Gate is hunting us, is there any way you can help us escape?" Aberdare asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course there is no problem! In fact, we have already dug several secret passages under Baldur's Gate that can lead directly to the outside of the city. But the problem is that this service is not free."

When saying this, Ximanmeng deliberately pretended to be greedy, took out a gold coin, bounced it high with his thumb, and then grabbed it with his palm.

"How much does it cost?"

Imoen probed cautiously.

After this period of adventure, she has realized how dangerous the outside world is.

Especially in a situation like this when being forced into a desperate situation, the other party will 100% speak loudly.

"Hey! Fifteen thousand gold coins!"

Xi Manmeng smiled and quoted a price that made everyone stunned.

"Asshole! You are taking advantage of others' danger to rob them!"

Aberdare became furious in an instant, raised his fist and slammed the hardwood table, creating a crack on it.

Obviously, as his divine power and divinity continue to improve, he has gradually begun to break away from the category of mortals and show some characteristics of divine creatures, such as increasing strength and physical attributes.

But Xi Manmeng didn't panic at all, but kept a smile and explained: "Don't say that.

robbery?

I have never bothered to do such low-skilled work.

What's more, don't you think this can make money much faster than robbery?

Mark my words, young man.

In this world, if you want to make a lot of money, you have to be able to provide services that others can't refuse.

In this way, you can make whatever price you want.

Because the other party has no choice at all.

Of course, if you think it's too expensive, you can turn around and leave, fighting your way through hundreds of Flame Fist mercenaries.

If it succeeds, I guarantee your reputation will be heard throughout the West Coast. "

Seeing the confident look on the vampire mage's face, Aberdare felt like he was going to be blown away. He turned around and wanted to leave to fight the Flame Fist mercenaries on the streets outside.

But Jasira took a deep breath to stop him, and whispered to dissuade him: “Don’t be stupid!

Although you are a powerful warrior, it is absolutely impossible to fight your way through hundreds of Flame Fist mercenaries.

What's more, don't forget Sarevok and his men.

If we expose our location, it is basically no different from committing suicide.

Do you want everyone in the team killed? "

"But I can't swallow this breath!"

Aberdare raised his head and revealed a pair of eyes full of madness and murderous intent.

"Then leave your anger to Sarevok! Smash his plots and ambitions on the battlefield!"

Jasira tried to divert the anger of the Sons of Baal and calm down the boiling power and divinity.

She knew very well that the power belonging to the God of Murder in Aberdare was becoming stronger and stronger as the killings continued to increase.

This is completely opposite to what Gillian originally wanted to achieve.

But the problem is that Jasira is just a druid, with a very limited understanding of divine power and divinity. He has no idea how to solve it, so he can only find ways to delay and divert it to prevent it from completely losing control.

"Huh-ok! I listen to you!"

After taking several deep breaths, Aberdare finally suppressed the bloodthirsty impulse. He suppressed his unwillingness and anger and took out some gold coins and money orders to pay the "tunnel usage fee" of 15,000 gold coins. ".

Soon, he led several others into the narrow passage less than two meters high and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The team members walked away completely, Xi Manmeng immediately took out the Shuoyou mobile terminal and dialed the first contact at the front.

In about three to five seconds, Zuo Si's image and voice were transmitted through the machine.

"You are contacting me at this time. Do you have anything important to report?"

Xi Manmeng nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Excellency.

According to the script and requirements you provided, I have led Aberdare and his party to the predetermined battlefield.

Sarevok has also become the Duke of Baldur's Gate and is about to lead an army to the war.

The show is about to begin. "

"Is it finally starting?

If that's the case, let's add fuel to their fire.

Let Fuzor Chambery sweep the surrounding towns and immediately march westward, assuming a posture to attack Baldur's Gate.

In addition, keep an eye on the shapeshifters and other forces in Baldur's Gate City.

After this good show is over, I'm going to do a big cleaning there and clean out all the dirty stuff. "

Zuo Si quickly gave instructions with a playful expression on his face.

"As you wish!"

Xi Manmeng bent down and bowed gracefully.

It is easy to see from the pleasure in his eyes that he enjoys working under Zuo Si.

Because the latter can always provide nearly unlimited resources and power for their deployment.

This is completely different from the previous Zhentarim under Manzon's leadership.

In particular, top combat forces like Wilmes and Culremos can allow Ximanmeng to have enough spare power to deal with various variables when executing many plans.

Moreover, Zuo Si's decentralization of power is also very strong. Basically, after issuing an order, his subordinates are allowed to exert their subjective initiative, and there will never be any inexplicable interference or micro-manipulation.

Xi Manmeng was deeply fascinated by this feeling of being able to freely use his talents.

What's more, you have this smart mobile terminal that you can never get tired of playing.

Even when he was lying in a coffin to rest, he had to hold this thing in his arms to feel at ease...