Broad World

In the north, on the ruins of the city of Baldur's Gate, officials are directing a large number of workers to clean up garbage. Since getting the news of the defeat of the sahuagin, Hawke has recruited a lot of people and started to repair it step by step. After all, Belgoost is inland, and there are no canals around it, so it is quite inconvenient in terms of transportation. If it weren't for the support of the airship, I am afraid that half of the food and the like would be consumed on the way.

But Baldur's Gate is different. Not only is it close to the sea, but there is also a Chongsa River that can be used for transportation. Most importantly, if the ruling center is moved back here, it can better control the newly occupied large tracts of land and towns in the north. We must know that Corey has already started to march towards Soba. If there is no accident, he can successfully defeat the Iron Throne in one to two days and expand the power of the principality to the edge of the high wasteland.

As an old captain from Waterdeep, Hawke knows what it means. You must know that since the fall of the Kingdom of Ilfarlan, no decent power has really risen in the entire West Hartland region. Most towns and villages have continued their ancient traditions and maintained a loose alliance.

Waterdeep, Amn, Cormyr, and even as far away as Zhentil Keep (one of the members of the Zhentarim, the legendary mage Manshin is the lord of this place) all want to exert influence on it. For this reason, they have been wooing rulers from all over the world at all costs, and Zhentil Fort even spent their money and occupied a majestic fortress on the east side of the Sunset Mountains. The surrounding residents called it the Dark Fort.

The name comes from the black rocks used to build the castle, which come from a place far from West Hartland. The grand gates, corridors, and ceilings of Darkhold were built for giants. According to ancient legends, this fortress was built in the era when giants ruled all of Faerûn. Or the age of the Netheril Empire, capable of enslaving the Elders of the Elementals.

But these countries and forces ultimately failed. They all underestimated the general character of the people of this land. That is to be strong, independent, and exclusive. And take pride in being able to thrive in such a challenging environment. These people have honed their incomparably tenacious will in the day-to-day struggle against monsters and beasts.

However, Henry's rapid rise brought an opportunity for unification. As a local force, his expansion will not attract the rejection of most residents. If this war is won, the influence of the North will cross the Bridge of Bariskell and advance into the High Moor. To the east, you can take advantage of the river to extend to the end of the green field.

Beldasco, Iliaba, and Dongxing City, these towns along the river simply cannot withstand the powerful army of the Principality, and only need to send an envoy at that time. To ensure the property safety of the ruling class in the city, I believe it will not be difficult to bring them under the rule. In this way, the most prosperous southern region of the entire West Hartland region is almost entirely owned by the Principality.

Hawke even believes that as long as Henry himself does not have any accidents, in at most another ten to twenty years, everything from Longhu Lake in the east to Dagger Beach in the north and the Drimbier River in the north will all become part of this country's territory. What a vast land, at that time, no one would object to declaring itself an empire. He trembled with excitement at the thought that he would be the pioneer and witness of this country.

"My lord, a high tower in the city has been sealed off. Our people can't get in at all." An official's report interrupted the old man's reverie.

"Which direction?" Hawk frowned and asked.

"Northern District. And..." The official hesitated to speak, but thought twice. He still said it: "And there seems to be something moving there, and the workers can hear a very strange sound as soon as they approach."

"Keep everyone away, there is the mage tower of His Excellency the Duke, no matter what happens, we are beyond our control, understand?" Hawk reprimanded with a serious expression. Because he suddenly remembered Robert's exhortations a few days ago, and vaguely knew that there were some shady things down there.

The official was frightened by this sentence, broke out in a cold sweat, and nodded desperately. "Understood! I'll let the workers go."

Seeing the panic-stricken look of the young man in front of him, Hawke nodded in satisfaction. "Remember, do your job well, and don't ask about others. Go, there are still many places in this city that need to be cleaned up."

"Please rest assured, I am definitely not a nosy person." Said the official immediately walked towards the tower. Everyone knows that the entire Principality is on the rise, and he doesn't want to ruin his future just because of a single mistake.

At the same time, in the basement of the mage's tower, Lahile was leading all the vampire girls to pray loudly to the half-foot-high bronze statue. Their expressions are solemn, and their eyes reveal fanatical admiration. This was the first real sacrifice since the church of vampires was formed.

Several priests who once belonged to Lathander took the lead in presiding over the entire ceremony. Because everyone knows that there is no turning back, and only by integrating into the group can they survive better. As low-level vampires, they couldn't resist the will of the leader Trixie at all.

As the ceremony reached its climax, the bronze statue in the shape of Henry shot out several soft rays of light, covering the bodies of several vampire girls. They were surprised to find that there was a sudden power in their bodies.

"This... this is actually a divine art!!! The power of the true ancestor is really great! It can even bestow divine arts on his followers!!" Rahil yelled trembling all over. As a pastor, she knew deeply that in this world, only those powerful creatures that could rival the gods possessed such power.

Several other vampire girls who once had the professional level of priests also discovered this one after another, with ecstasy on their faces. They prostrated on the ground wholeheartedly and chanted eulogies loudly, and the fanatical atmosphere in the entire basement was instantly raised to its peak.

Trixie felt the power bestowed in her body, tears of joy shed on her face. Because of the most pious faith, she directly obtained twelve priest levels, becoming the person who gained the most from this ceremony.

The girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old raised her hands high and shouted at all her subordinates: "Did you see that?! The omnipotent True Ancestor is a great existence not inferior to the gods. He first gave us eternal life and The power of blood, now grants divine spells. Pray! Under his protection, we will surely rise!"

"Praise the True Patriarch! His great master! King of the night!"

"Under the leadership of the True Ancestor, we will surely sweep away all enemies!"

Regardless of those who have obtained the magic spell or those who have not, all the vampires are praising Henry crazily. Thick lines of faith are connected to everyone through bronze statues, greedily absorbing these powers.

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Henry, who was far underground in Askatra, felt the strange change of the scepter, and hurriedly checked it carefully. It was soon discovered that the divine power that had been exhausted inside began to slowly recover. This phenomenon immediately aroused his vigilance. After several spell detections, he couldn't find the reason.

Just at this moment when I couldn't do anything, a young girl's voice suddenly echoed in my mind: "True Ancestor, you are all and the only one. I am your most humble servant, and I dedicate my entire life and soul here. "

"True Ancestor? It seems that only those created vampires would call me that." Henry murmured dumbfounded.

He couldn't believe that these little guys started to worship him, and they were still so fanatical. You must know that their number is less than a hundred, and they can produce such a strong power of faith. According to this filling speed, it will take less than two weeks to use Divine Power Blast again.

Looking at the artifact that was rapidly charging, Henry touched the stubble on his chin and muttered in a low voice: "Maybe they can be appropriately enlarged, so that the artifact can be provided with more and stronger power."

Of course, this matter must not be done by him himself, otherwise the druid profession will soon stagnate because of going against the will of nature. What's more, this kind of behavior must not be known by outsiders, otherwise, once it attracts the attention of the guardian god Haim, it will immediately face the danger of being wiped out. After all, whether it is creating undead creatures or spreading cults are quite taboo things, so we must keep a low profile and secret.

Just as Henry was holding the artifact and thinking on the spot, a voice from Hina using the "message technique" suddenly sounded in his ears: "Where are you? It's best to come here immediately if you can, we can't stand it anymore. Blind There are too many people in the headquarters of the Eye, Kai Dong and Yao En have already suffered serious injuries."

"Hold on for another minute, and I'll use teleportation magic to rush over." Henry heard the anxiety in the words, and replied immediately without thinking. He knew very well that if the situation was not critical, these teammates with independent personalities would never contact him.

"Damn it! One minute is too long! Half a minute at most! If you can't make it by then, just wait for us to collect the body!" Xina cursed loudly at the end, cutting off the connection with the spell.

Henry sighed slightly, put the artifact close to his body, and then began to chant spells. Soon a portal was opened, and the whole person disappeared in place. Only a second later, he appeared at the door of the headquarters of the blind eye.

I saw Kaidong and Saili Love blocking the door side by side. The two of them had been scratched several times by weapons, and the shiny armor was stained red with blood. Those blind believers seemed to be crazy, ignoring the casualties at all, and rushed out crazily, it seemed that they would never stop until they shredded the enemy in front of them.

Yao En, who was hiding behind, had already shot all the arrows. He was holding the magic dagger Beifeng, hiding in the corner secretly. As long as someone rushed out, he would ruthlessly stab the enemy in the stomach. Hina looked extremely tired, panting heavily against the wall, and couldn't even swing the sword in her hand. As for Aimeng, he gave full play to the specialty of the thief, specially using the principle of backlight, so that he could hit an enemy every time he attacked.

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