Chapter 263 The Ancient Dragon Turtle (a 10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

The Mirar River is the northernmost river on the entire west coast of Ferenc.

Its upper reaches are connected to the tops of the snowy peaks of the endless mountains on the roof of the world. It flows westward along the terrain into the sea. It is the last boundary that separates civilization and wilderness.

At the mouth of the sea, there stands an ancient and historic city - Luskan.

As perhaps the northernmost city in the entire continent of Faerûn, it is said that it can be traced back to a settlement established by hunters and fishing villages more than 4,000 years ago.

Later, it was razed to the ground by the orcs several times, and then rebuilt, even with the participation of the remnants of Netherese.

But with the complete decline of Netheril civilization, the original city also fell under the siege of the orc army, and finally turned into a dangerous area filled with various undead creatures.

It wasn't until pirates discovered this place and used it as a base where they could dock, supply supplies, and sell loot that Luskan's modern history officially began.

Since then, it has gradually developed into a paradise for criminals.

No matter how bad crimes are committed in other cities in Faerûn, as long as you escape here, you can live a normal life like a normal person, and there is no need to hide anymore.

Rather, Luskan was in a state of chaos and disorder for a long time.

The entire port town is jointly controlled by the famous pirate captains, and large-scale fights and even killings often occur due to conflicts of interest and drunken impulses.

Since there is no law and no ability to enforce it, it's basically whoever has the bigger fist who has the right.

But all this changed with the arrival of a mage.

He is none other than Arkham Grace, the founder of the Arcane Brotherhood, who brought all pirates and lawless elements into submission.

It was this evil and ambitious old mage who integrated all the forces in Luskan, forced the pirate captains to obey his will, and slowly built the prototype of a city.

It can even be said that Luskan's current scale and strength are all thanks to Akram Grace.

Without him, Luskan would not be as famous in the North as it is now.

In addition, Akram Grace also attaches great importance to the development of magical power.

Not only did he build a giant mage tower in Luskan, he also spent a lot of money to recruit talents and train apprentices.

He even set up four towers in the east, west, south and north, with the four best tower owners respectively assisting him in management and sharing power.

It's a pity that the arrogant Akram Grace made the mistake that many smart people make, that is, he can easily control everything.

As a result, as the Arcane Brotherhood grew and grew, equally ambitious apprentices and mages inevitably began to backstab, assassinate, and poison each other in a fight for power.

In the end, many tower masters who had the potential to be promoted to high-level mage ended their lives by a dagger stabbed by their most trusted apprentice.

The fierce internal strife made it impossible for the Arcane Brotherhood, which only had about 130 members, to unite and deal with the outside world.

Whenever a tower master wants to do something, there will always be tower masters who can't deal with him, as well as mages who are eyeing the tower master's position, secretly hiding in the dark and wreaking havoc.

Although no one has dared to attack Akram Grace so far, he still feels very headache and worried.

Especially as the body continues to age in recent years, energy is getting weaker and weaker, and undercurrents are surging within the organization.

He believed that someone was plotting a conspiracy against him, but he just couldn't find any evidence.

Whenever he thinks of this, Akram Grace will subconsciously take out the notes on the Lich Transformation Ceremony that he has collected over the years and read them over and over again, but he still cannot make up his mind.

In fact, the reason why he agreed and allowed Luskan to attack the Nelanthel Islands was, on the one hand, to save the dwindling source of funds, and on the other hand, to find something to do for other tower owners and possible threats. .

In this way, he can secretly hide in the most heavily guarded place in the tower and take the opportunity to complete the entire transformation ceremony.

However, since the notebook in my hand is incomplete, there is definitely a certain chance of failure.

Akram Grace once tried to obtain relevant knowledge from the red wizards and Zhentarim who cooperated with the Arcane Brotherhood through trading.

But unfortunately, both parties chose to refuse without hesitation.

You don't need to ask to know that both organizations are guarding against him transforming into an immortal lich, which will eventually completely control the Arcane Brotherhood and become a potential competitor and threat.

"Alas - it seems I can't wait any longer. Because every time I get older and get closer to death, the situation will become more and more dangerous."

Akram Grace closed the note in his hand, and deep worry appeared on his old face.

The shortcomings of most ordinary mages who lacked knowledge and foundation were vividly reflected in him at this moment.

Since there is no backer, nor the lap of the goddess of magic or the goddess of night Shar, the knowledge and spells stored in the library in the tower of the Arcane Brotherhood have always been quite barren.

Maybe it's not a problem to deal with low-level mages and apprentices, but once it reaches the fifth level, the number and types of spells will immediately drop off a cliff.

Coupled with the blockade of Luskan by Silvermoon City and Waterdeep City, there was no way to purchase high-level scrolls.

As for the red-robed wizard with rich heritage, the magic scrolls sold to the outside world usually do not exceed five rings.

The Zhentarim only share information and never engage in any form of item trading.

Just when Akram Grace was about to contact several channels that he had developed privately over the years, a young man who looked about twenty years old suddenly walked in quickly from outside and bowed respectfully. : "Tower Master, Your Excellency Xi Manmeng is here. He said that he has something important to do and wants to see you immediately."

"Simanmon? He is not staying at the Dark Castle. Could it be that he suddenly came here at this time because of the upcoming war between Luskan and the Nelanthel Islands?"

Akram Grace stroked the sparse beard on his chin and fell into thought.

As the head of the entire dark intelligence network, Ximanmeng rarely comes to Luskan in person unless something particularly important and serious happens.

After realizing this, Akram Grace immediately ordered without raising his head: "Invite him to me immediately!"

"As you wish, Master."

The young man bowed again, then turned and disappeared at the end of the passage.

After a while, he came back with Xi Manmeng.

However, unlike his usual elegant demeanor, Ximanmeng's face this time was quite ugly. As soon as they met, he said in an almost commanding tone: "Stop the war with the Nelanser Islands immediately!" I don’t know what kind of enemy I am provoking! Let alone the serious consequences this act of war will have.”

"What do you mean?"

Akram Grace frowned subconsciously, quite dissatisfied with this unreasonable attitude.

"Don't ask why! Do as I say immediately, unless you want to die." Xi Manmeng scolded sternly.

You must know that after he learned that Luskan was going to launch a war on the Nelanthel Islands, he was almost scared to wet his pants.

Perhaps the Arcane Brotherhood still doesn't know who the real masters behind that group of pirates are, but the Zhentarim do.

In particular, Xi Manmeng himself had had contact and cooperation with Zuo Si, and understood how dangerous and terrifying this seemingly harmless young man was.

Recently, Askatra's government took the initiative to spread the news that it had defeated an abyss lord who was summoned to the material plane and an army of demons of staggering size.

If this news is not mixed with any water, then Zuo Si's strength has reached the same level as his teacher Mansong or other goddess elects.

Coupled with the strong desire for revenge, the Arcane Brotherhood is simply impatient to live, so it would want to provoke such an enemy.

Unfortunately, Akram Grace was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem. His eyelids drooped slightly and he responded in a nonchalant tone: "Sorry, it's too late. Just two days ago, Luskan's The fleet has already set off, and together with the fleet and mercenaries from Mintan Island, they are heading towards the Nelanser Islands. If nothing else goes wrong, the fight should begin in the northern Sword Coast waters by now."

"Damn it!"

Realizing that he was late, Ximanmeng couldn't help but curse loudly, and then used teleportation magic to disappear without a trace without saying a word, without even bothering to explain to the other party.

Because he knew that from the moment the war started, the person who decided the development of the situation changed from the Arcane Brotherhood to Zuo Si.

Ximanmeng's abnormal performance undoubtedly made Akram Grace feel very confused.

This was the first time that the old man had seen this always elegant man acting so rude.

However, he did not hesitate for too long. He immediately sealed all entrances to the mage tower and planned to start the lich transformation ceremony carefully.

In fact, this is not the first time Akram Grace has tried it, but the Nth time.

However, every time he came to an emergency the past few times, he would have a feeling that he would inevitably fail if he continued, so he took the initiative to stop.

At the same time, far away in the northern part of the Sword Coast near the Whalebone Islands, Luskan's huge pirate fleet was gathering and arranged into a battle formation, led by five great commanders, that is, senior pirate captains.

They are Tal, Balam, Kurs, Surjek, and Resnoir.

As "heroes" who can stand out from many pirates, these people must have rich combat experience.

Many people have fought against the regular navy and captured at least one or two large warships from the opponent.

At this moment, a total of three to four hundred ships of various sizes were divided into five teams, keeping a very close distance and approaching the Nelanthel Islands fleet, which was less than one-fifth of its own.

Since they were the party with the absolute advantage in terms of numbers of people and ships, and there were dozens of mages and apprentices on the ship who could provide long-range fire support, all the commanders adopted aggressive tactics, hoping to defeat them in one wave. The opponent's will to fight.

Looking at the enemy charging at them with great momentum, Vanessa stood on the deck with a contemptuous expression and said without looking back: "It's time. Come on, let's give these frogs in the well some color and let them understand. What is the gap in absolute strength?"

"Is it necessary to go to so much trouble? I think summoning two water element elders, wind element elders, or purgatory squids and celestial whales can easily destroy these fragile wooden ships."

Habaser Delin, who had just joined the organization, complained softly.

As the owner of the Witchery Grocery Store in Baldur's Gate, he obviously prefers studying and improving various techniques for making magic items than fighting.

If it hadn't been for the emergence of the Red Robe Wizard Concession, which greatly squeezed the profits of his business, he would not have finally agreed to transform himself into a lich and hand over his phylactery, becoming a core member of the organization.

Vanessa's original promise was to destroy the red-robed wizard's concession in Baldur's Gate and give herself a complete monopoly on the city's magic resources.

"Don't underestimate the Arcane Brotherhood. Although most of their members are low-level mages and apprentices, a few tower owners are still somewhat powerful. What's more, with the strengthening of magic rituals, these people can perform far beyond The level of spellcasting based on my true strength." Tyrantir couldn't help but interjected.

Unlike Habatha Delin's reason for joining, he joined for the pursuit of immortality and more knowledge and magic.

However, after seeing with his own eyes the organization's rich collection of books, spell backups, and much unheard of theoretical knowledge, Tyrantir felt that his choice was not wrong.

Moreover, the organization's more neutral style is quite in line with his appetite.

"You're right, that's why I summoned so many core members. Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start preparing for the ceremony. I'll finish the work early, but I still have to rush to Mingtan The island is cleaning up the mess."

After saying that, Vanessa took the initiative to step forward and stand in the middle of the magic circle drawn on the deck, slowly raised her hands and began to chant a crude spell.

Several other lichs followed closely and stood in their own positions, controlling the energy of the magic network to resonate with the former.

Since there was no cover, violent magic fluctuations began to reverberate around the sea surface after about a few minutes.

Especially the originally calm sea surface suddenly became rough.

The huge waves set off from time to time can even reach a height of more than ten meters.

The small boats in the Luskan fleet were overturned and shattered by the waves without warning.

As for the people on the boat, they sank to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish, without even a chance of being rescued.

"How is this going?"

As the Grand Commander, Balam couldn't help but ask an Arcane Brotherhood mage on his ship.

Since the latter's spellcasting level is not high, he cannot tell what this advanced magic ritual is about. He stammered and explained: "Maybe... maybe the enemy realizes that he is at a disadvantage, so he wants to use this Let’s find a way to create a harsh battlefield environment so that our boats can’t function.”

"real?"

Balam obviously didn't believe this statement.

Because summoning storms through magical power at sea is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing.

Not only dangerous to the enemy, but also dangerous to yourself.

Just when the mage was about to say something, a huge vortex suddenly appeared out of thin air in the sea area between the fleets of both sides.

Several faster-moving ships were sucked into the vortex in an instant, and were crushed into pieces under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Not to mention pirate captains like Balam, this scene was frightening. Even the four tower masters of the Arcane Brotherhood realized that something was wrong.

But before they had time to react, a behemoth as big as an island suddenly emerged from the maelstrom and crashed directly into Luskan's fleet at lightning speed.

Since all the sailboats were moving forward at full speed, their inertia prevented them from turning quickly. As a result, at least a dozen boats rushed forward and were smashed into pieces.

Many sailors even had their brains shattered on the spot when they hit the rock-hard shell, and some even had their chests pierced by protruding spikes. Without asking, they knew that they were definitely hopeless.

When the whole giant beast floated up from the bottom of the sea, everyone could see its whole picture.

It was a super giant turtle that could not be described in words, but its head and tail showed the characteristics of a dragon.

When it opens its mouth, it can spit out high-temperature steam from inside.

Any unlucky person who falls within this range will be steamed alive in an instant.

It would be lucky if he died on the spot, at least he didn't suffer too much pain.

But if it doesn't die on the spot but is half-dead, the painful wailing will continue until it falls into the sea and is drowned.

"Dragon...dragon turtle! It's the ancient dragon turtle!!!!!!!"

The Arcane Brotherhood mage on Balam's ship couldn't help but let out a piercing scream, with a look of horror on his face.

Because there is nothing scarier than encountering a dragon turtle on the sea.

Especially the dragon turtles who have reached the "primordial" age group are even more terrifying than the ancient dragons.

Just its huge size and indestructible shell are enough to render most physical attacks and magic powerless.

"Turn! Turn quickly! Stay away from this monster!"

Balam was also in a panic at this moment, shouting at the top of his lungs to instruct his men to turn the helm.

After so many years of sailing on the sea, this was the first time he saw this terrifying monster that was said to be able to overturn a ship.

There is no doubt that from the moment the Ancient Dragon Turtle was summoned, the fate of the Luskan fleet was doomed.

Just one collision with this behemoth can send more than a dozen ships and their sailors to the bottom of the sea.

Lifting up the forelimbs and gently slapping the sea surface, it can instantly set off huge waves more than ten meters high.

The size of the ship and the number of combatants were all meaningless at this moment. All that was waiting for them was massacre and death.

All mages and warlocks who mastered magic of the third level or above quickly used flying skills to try to escape.

Unfortunately, Vanessa was obviously well prepared for this, and immediately led a group of lichs and apprentices to press forward, either forcing them to give up resistance and surrender, or simply dispel the magic with one shot, making the opponent's flying spell ineffective. Falling from the sky becomes a "little snack" for the dragon turtle.

The fleet of the Nelanser Islands even followed the Dragon Turtle, picking up those enemy ships that were so frightened by the Dragon Turtle that they flew to the ground and hoisted white flags.

The battle lasted only ten minutes from start to finish.

The fleet that Luskan, the City of Thousand Sails, was so proud of was sunk by sinking, surrendered by surrender, captured by captives, and not even one of them escaped.

Because although the Taikoo Dragon Turtle is huge, its moving speed is not slow, at least much faster than a sailboat driven by wind.

As the last ship hoisted the white flag, Vanessa immediately repatriated the ancient dragon turtle summoned by the magic ritual and began to count the prisoners and loot.

You must know that these pirates were not idle when they went south. They took the opportunity to loot many merchant ships belonging to Neverwinter City and Waterdeep City.

In the cells of some cabins, you can even find naked women who have been violated to the point of unconsciousness and mental breakdown.

"Master, what are we going to do with these prisoners?"

Eric, the nominal supreme ruler of the Nelanthel Islands, asked cautiously.

"Lord Soth said that there is no need to have any sympathy or pity for the pirates in Luskan. I will simply screen them and gather all those who have been involved in this business for more than a year, and I will transform them all into undead. As for those who are less than a year old, let’s lock them up and send them to quarries and mines to work as coolies.”

Vanessa gave a straightforward solution.

According to his idea, these pirates who committed all kinds of evil should all be transformed into undead creatures and suffer eternal pain and torture.

Hearing the words "transform the undead", Eric couldn't help but tremble and nodded quickly: "Understood! I'll let the captain below handle it."

Soon, under the order of the supreme commander of the fleet, the screening of Luskan pirates began.

Since most of the fleet captains in the Nelanthel Islands are evil and lawful hobgoblins, they are very efficient in implementing and executing orders.

In less than an hour, more than 2,000 prisoners were herded onto the decks of several large ships, based on one year's service as a pirate, ready to meet their fate.

Some experienced pirates who had been pirates for many years thought that the other party was planning to recruit their experienced ones, so they all acted very calmly.

After all, recruiting good players from prisoners has long been an unwritten rule and practice among pirates.

On the contrary, the novices were extremely nervous, fearing that they would be massacred or sold as slaves.

You must know that in Luskan, the slave trade is legal and can be carried out openly.

In this weird atmosphere, Vanessa used the flying spell to reach the top of one of the ships of prisoners, and began to cast the spell without saying a word.

After a while, a cold and creepy negative energy enveloped everyone on the ship.

Before the prisoners realized what was happening, he stretched out his skinny hand and made a gentle grasping motion.

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! !

Astonishing negative energy spewed out from the crowd, ending the lives of hundreds of people on the spot.

Not only that!

In the next ten seconds, the dead bodies stood up unsteadily again.

Some of them turned into zombies, some turned into ghouls, and some lost their flesh, leaving only pale white skeletons.

But what they have in common is that they are different from ordinary low-level and unintelligent undead, and they still retain the consciousness and memory of their lives.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary transformation ritual, but the soul of the deceased is imprisoned in the dead body for his own control.

Such a terrifying scene made all the prisoners wet their pants in fear.

However, the sailors of the Nelanser Islands who had long been accustomed to it did not take it seriously at all. Instead, they discussed with great interest what special uses these undead could have.

After all, the good life they and their families have now depends on the non-stop work of these undead people.

As time went by, they naturally lost their fear of the undead.

Vanessa calmly took out the [Scroll of Controlling the Undead] she took from Zuo Si, and directly released a dazzling light that enveloped all the undead creatures that had just been transformed.

moment!

These guys who had free will one second became loyal servants the next.

As a low-level undead, even if he has independent consciousness and memory, he still has no way to resist the absolute control of the [Scroll of Control of the Undead].

You don’t need to ask to know that Vanessa did this to inject more flexible tactics into the undead army under her command.

Otherwise, once the undead lieutenants are killed in battle, the low-level undead under their command will instantly fall into chaos.

In this way, ship after ship was transformed, and it didn't take long before almost two-thirds of the prisoners were turned into undead creatures.

After finishing all this, the Lich immediately gave Eric a wink.

The latter understood the situation and immediately stood up and shouted at the prisoners who were so frightened that their legs were weak and slumped on the deck: "Feel lucky! You dirty sea bugs."

Since you have not been pirates of Luskan for a long time, the master decided to forgive you mercifully and give you a chance to start a new life.

From now on, you will be assigned to hard labor in the mines and quarries for at least five years.

As long as you behave well during this period, you will be free after five years. "

There is no doubt that these words are like the sound of heaven to the captives who have just witnessed thousands of their companions turned into undead under the massacre of necromancy magic.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

If these guys were told from the beginning that they had to serve five years of hard labor before they could regain their freedom, they would definitely hold a grudge and do everything possible to be lazy and escape.

But now, in their hearts they only feel happy and grateful for the rest of their lives.

Yes!

You heard it right!

The captives actually felt grateful to the lich who spared their lives. They knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, expressing their desire to change their minds and change their past mistakes.

Eric, a senior pirate, felt very absurd in his heart when he saw this scene.

He even couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't made the right choice to clear his name and come ashore, would he be the same as the other party and become the target of being cleaned up by those terrible lichs.

Of course, there is no point in thinking about this now.

As the nominal ruler of the Nelanthel Islands, Eric has long been the envied winner of life.

Even if he does nothing, he can live quite comfortably just relying on the share of trade and protection fees. He even held a luxurious wedding not long ago to officially marry Captain Hallett's illegitimate daughter as his wife.

Since she did not know that her father died due to Eric's betrayal, the young girl did not have any objection to the marriage.

In fact, among the pirate community, it has always been a tradition for the most trusted subordinates or brothers to marry their daughters or sisters.

Doing so can not only establish a kinship bonded by blood, but also increase loyalty, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

What's more, Eric is already the veritable "King of the Nelanthel Islands" and is definitely the number one figure in the Ferencian Sea. Many nobles and wealthy businessmen are even willing to send their daughters to marry him.

As for Hallet's lover, who knew part of the truth, he did not dare to expose the other party's lies at this time, for fear of suffering terrible revenge.

Not only that, she also became the other party's secret mistress half-heartedly, allowing the man who killed Hallet to vent his twisted desires on her.

After all, the social atmosphere in Faerun is so open in this regard, you can't expect a woman who can only secretly see Hallett a few times a year to have any lasting feelings for him.

Just the opposite!

This woman is willing to become Hallett's mistress. In the final analysis, the other party can provide a large amount of money so that she can enjoy a good life like a noble lady.

Now that Hallett is dead, there is no essential difference for her to rely on another man.

The only drawback is that Eric is not as handsome as Hallet and has some sweet words to please women.

But the advantage is that he is stronger, more durable and more ferocious in some aspects, which can bring a different and fresh experience.

…

Just after the battle with Luskan's main fleet in the northern part of the Sword Coast, far to the south on Mingtan Island, the fleet and mercenaries were blocked by red dragons in the port before they could set off.

Like the red god of death descending from the sky, Wilmes ignited the opponent's flagship on the spot with a breath of hot flames, turning it into a huge burning fireball.

Not even one of the people on the boat could escape, and they were all killed and injured in the sea of ​​​​fire, wailing.

"What's going on? Why are there dragons attacking here? Didn't they already pay tribute to Huendal this year?"

The red-robed wizard Garnier rushed out of the tavern with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.

Apparently, she had confused Wilmes with another red dragon that had nested near Mintan Island.

Unfortunately, no one can answer this question.

Although the mercenaries and sailors near the port desperately tried to use large instruments such as crossbows and ballistae to shoot at the dragon.

However, under the large-scale thinking and perception of strange objects, these human thoughts were collected one by one and passed to Wilmes.

This directly led to the latter knowing, even without looking, where there were bed crossbows and ballistas that could threaten him, what their current angles and aiming directions were, and then destroying them at extremely fast speeds.

After about a few minutes, all the crossbows and bed crossbows were burned down by the dragon's flame breath.

Whether it was the ships in the harbor or the houses and the people fleeing on the ground, they had all become living targets.

The destructive power of a red dragon on a town is vividly demonstrated at this moment.

Just when the burning, killing and looting awakened the violent emotions that had been dormant for a long time in Wilmes and planned to turn the city into ruins, the red-robed wizard Garnier finally couldn't sit still and immediately left with his Ser mercenaries. Come out and shout through the loudspeaker to the giant beast above your head: "Stop! Stop it! Huendal! Whatever you want to get, we can talk about it now."

"Huendaal?"

Wilmes suddenly looked confused when he heard the name, and then he dived and landed on the ground.

The moment she fell, Garnier immediately realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

The red dragon in front of him was not Huendal who lived on another nearby island at all, but another red dragon.

Because the latter is at least two circles larger than the former.

This means that their age group may have reached the prime of life or even old age.

Gudong!

The Serge mercenaries who were extremely nervous at the scene swallowed their saliva in unison.

Especially the mercenary captain, who lowered his head and glanced at the +1 magic sword in his hand, was not sure whether it would leave any mark on the dragon scales.

"Tell me, woman, who is Huendaal?" Wilmes lowered his head and asked with two eyes that flowed like lava.

It was obvious that she had some evil thoughts about this kind of person.

On the one hand, he planned to loot the treasures in the opponent's lair, and on the other hand, he wanted to capture the opponent, and then take him back to mate with the female Ashtelance day and night to lay more dragon eggs.

If you want to know the name Huendal, you will know that it is a male red dragon.

"I...I think we may have some misunderstanding."

Sweat soaked Garnier's iconic red robe in a very short time.

"Last chance! Tell me who Huendal is! Where is his lair!"

Wilmes obviously had no patience, and instantly sprayed hot sparks from his nostrils, leaving a large number of black burn spots on the opponent's exposed face and neck.

But Garnier didn't dare to move at all, let alone scream. He endured the pain and replied: "Huendal is a male adult red dragon. His lair is only 60 kilometers away from here in the west. on a volcanic island. I assure you, there are mountains of treasure in his lair and a powerful magical item."

You don't need to ask to know that this insidious and cunning red-robed mage wants to take advantage of Wilmes' greed and make him leave Mingtan Island to fight with another red dragon.

Unfortunately, her wishful thinking was directly exposed by the strange object, who reminded through telepathy: "Don't be fooled! This guy is using you, we must first complete the task assigned by the master."

"I know this without you reminding me."

Wilmes replied angrily, then immediately raised his front paws and spat out dragon language from his mouth that most mortals could not understand.

The next second...

A dispelling magic acted on Garnier's body on the spot, dispelling several protective spells on his body.

Following the strange object and throwing it over with mind control, the red-robed wizard was completely reduced to a controlled puppet.

Not only her, but also the Ser mercenaries behind her who were responsible for protecting her safety.

Since the previous ruler Tarnhir Embuyilhan had long been killed in the coup, and the temporarily elected mercenary leader was also burned to ashes in the flames, the entire Mintan Island inevitably fell into a leaderless situation. state of chaos.

But soon, with the assistance of the red-robed wizard and the Ser mercenaries, Wilmes brought this small port city and the surrounding affiliated islands under his control.

When Vanessa teleported over with her people, only a handful of tribes were still resisting sporadically.

This archmage who specializes in the necromantic system did not mean to be polite at all. He immediately slaughtered all the groups engaged in the mercenary industry and turned them into members of his undead army.

You must know that almost all wars in the Sword Coast area are inseparable from these mercenaries who make money from war.

Sometimes in order to make money, they would even take the initiative to provoke conflicts between two forces or two lords.

Therefore, Zuo Si was extremely disgusted with these guys who would only bring war, death, destruction and chaos, and directly regarded them as enemies of civilization along with orcs, goblins, and jackals.

When the population structure of the entire Mingtan Island was sorted out from beginning to end, and all the survivors were shivering and hiding at home, Zuo Si appeared on the streets littered with corpses and charred buildings through teleportation magic.

"Your Excellency, Mingtan Island is completely under our control. How do you think we should deal with the red-robed wizards and Ser mercenaries who are deeply involved?" Vanessa immediately asked for instructions.

"Did they get all the intelligence and information in their heads?" Zuo Si asked casually.

"Of course! In the face of psychic powers, no one can keep secrets except constructs and undead."

When saying these words, the Lich's tone clearly revealed undisguised joy in his misfortune.

Because through Garnier, he already knew the number and defense status of the Red Robe Wizards' strongholds and concessions in major towns on the west coast.

This also means that as long as Zuo Si gives an order, the entire organization can uproot the power of the red-robed wizard from this area and replace it.

"Then was this action ordered by the chiefs, or was this woman acting privately without permission?" Zuo Si asked the question he was most concerned about directly.

Vanessa immediately replied: "Based on the information I have received so far, I am inclined to think that Garnier planned this operation without authorization, but the top management of the red-robed wizard also acquiesced."

"So... this is a test for us?"

Zuo Si's eyes shone slightly, and he immediately understood the other party's plan.

Vanessa nodded: "You can say that. Therefore, how to respond next is very important. If you show too much weakness, the other party will push forward. If you respond too fiercely, it may lead to a full-scale war."

"Hahahaha! It seems that the higher-ups of the red-robed wizard have given us a difficult problem.

But it doesn't matter. My principle is that I never make a choice based on the answers given by others.

It would be better to let Garnier issue orders to the strongholds and concessions under her control to attack the Zhentarim's dark intelligence network at all costs.

Anyway, in this incident, both parties are our enemies.

Then put Garnier back and see how the top management of the red-robed wizard will deal with this mess. "

Zuo Si laughed and gave a perfect solution.

He was looking forward to how Manson and Sazastan would handle this conflict and whether they would throw Garnier out as a scapegoat.

"As you wish."

Vanessa bent down and bowed deeply.

The decision Zuo Si just made happened to coincide with his thoughts.

Nothing can create a greater wedge between two enemies than creating conflict and confusion between them.

And even if the higher-ups above are clear-headed, the people below who suffered heavy casualties will accumulate enough hatred because of this.

Many times, with just a little fanning, these hatreds can quickly turn into actual acts of revenge.

When dealing with a top spellcasting organization like the Red Robe Wizards, choosing to go head-on is the stupidest behavior.

Because the former controls a country with a huge territory, and has also established a complete mage training mechanism, which can continuously provide a talent reserve.

Is Storm Queen Xinbu, one of the chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic, powerful enough?

But what's more, he was troubled by the red-robed wizard's various conspiracies and harassment.

So Zuo Si hopes to use this incident to give the other party a warning, and at the same time show his strength and means, so that Sazastan understands that it is not a wise choice to be his enemy.