Chapter 471 Demagoguery

Of course, the process is not as simple as Tang Sen said.

But the most troublesome thing was done by Naomi. When all four of them accepted the curse of the Aztec gold coins and transformed into undead and infiltrated Byzantium, Naomi began to collect intelligence.

Therefore, Tang Sen and others were able to accurately find the convoy heading to Serre Mountain and select the people who were most easily deceived.

Of course, Tang Sen could see that this mage apprentice was not as honest as he appeared on the surface. The evil and desires in his heart were no less than those of the red-robed mage. The so-called transaction was just a deception, but he didn't care. These--

Anyway, he was also lying to the other party.

Moreover, no one would pay attention to a mage apprentice, let alone the pitiful four skeletons carried by the mage apprentice.

The other mage apprentices control at least a few zombies!

The road to Mount Serre is treacherous.

Mount Ser is located in the center of Ser, standing on the Ser Plateau and guarded by the Second Staircase. There is also the First Staircase between the Ser Plateau and the coastal Byzantine map.

These nearly impenetrable natural barriers stopped all attempts to invade Sayre.

In the last century, the Ser Plateau on the first step was still fertile land, full of farms and orchards. At that time, Ser's exports were not only those magic items, but also endless amounts of food and supplies. But this Everything has changed.

During the spell plague, the altitude of the Ser Plateau rose by thousands of meters and caused a large-scale volcanic eruption. In the next world, the Ser Plateau turned into a dark and ominous land, filled with barren Badlands, windswept mountains and barren deserts, the sky forever shrouded in ash and smoke spewed into the sky by volcanic peaks.

To reach the Ser Plateau, you must first climb the first steps created by thousands of meters of cliffs.

Fortunately, over the past century, the Serbian people have carved out mature roads - still dangerous, but at least not impossible.

Countless slaves were carrying packages, staggering on the cliff path that was barely enough for two people to stand side by side. From time to time, someone slipped and fell off the cliff, which was met with angry scoldings from the Serbs. They didn't care about the lives of the slaves, they only cared about falling. supplies.

Ent's situation is much better. Although he is not a red-robed mage, he is a spellcaster after all. In Ser, the status of spellcasters is naturally higher than that of civilians and businessmen, so he can walk in the middle of the team, along with the others. The mage apprentices guarded the only red-robed mage in the team.

"This is the hardest part of the journey. When we reach the Ser Plateau, we can change into a carriage." Ent walked to Tang Sen's side without leaving a trace and whispered: "At that time, we will have time to study How to help you become a lich."

"You are so enthusiastic, Mr. Ent." Townsend said: "For people like you, even in the time when I was alive, there were a lot of people willing to take you on as apprentices. If Netheril hadn't disappeared, Maybe you can become a Grand Arcanist."

Ent's face showed a look of yearning, "Is it really true?"

"Of course, you believe you have this talent." Tang Sen said seriously: "For spell casters, luck is also an extremely important part. When you and I meet, it is not only your luck, but also my luck. I will do my best to help you.”

"Hey, I don't dare to think about becoming a Grand Arcanist, but becoming a legendary mage is indeed my ambition." Ent said with some excitement: "When the time comes, you can sit on the carriage with me, and let you be like other It’s such a waste of time to rush along like an undead.”

"We must not attract attention like this." Tang Sen said: "My strength is still very weak. If my existence is discovered, who knows what will happen? Maybe I will be completely eliminated, or maybe I will be controlled by others, Mr. Ent , except for you, I am not willing to share my knowledge with anyone else."

"After all, it seems to me that not all spellcasters here are as friendly as Mr. Ent."

Ent was stunned for a moment and was shocked. Yes, he must not draw attention to himself. If others find something wrong, wouldn't his opportunity be taken away? He had no doubt that other mage apprentices, even his teachers, would do the same.

"As expected of a legendary mage, Your Excellency is very considerate." Ent said with an open-minded look on his face: "It's a pity, I hope I can ask Your Excellency for more advice on the way."

"There is no need to rush into the research of magic. We will have a lot of time when we get to Mount Ser. By then, I will definitely teach you everything you have!" Tang Sen changed the topic: "Mr. Ent, you are already next to me. It’s been too long.”

"If you don't want to be mistaken as a person who likes to talk to the dead, please go back to your teacher."

Ent felt a little regretful. He also wanted to use words to make the legendary mage of Netheril trust him more, but what the other party said made sense.

Forget it, there is still a long time to come. When we get to Ser Mountain, I will have plenty of time and I will be able to completely control the other party.

Thinking of this, he showed a humble expression and said: "Your Excellency, there is still more than half of the journey, mainly because those damn slaves walk too slowly. According to my opinion, these slaves are only worthy of being used as research materials, and manual labor should be allowed The undead should do it.”

Muttering like this, he quickly returned to the team of mage apprentices.

"That annoying brat." Barn finally couldn't hold back his voice and said, "I really want to use my hammer to have close contact with his face."

"This is Ser." Tang Sen said calmly: "Trying to find kind people here is tantamount to turning jackals into paladins."

"This joke is not funny at all." Cui Xi was a little depressed, mainly because she couldn't bear to see the slaves who died innocently.

If Tang Sen hadn't persuaded her, according to her previous temperament, she would have taken out a dozen scrolls and killed all the Serbs in one fell swoop.

"You are so good at deceiving people." Naomi came closer. Although she had turned into a skeleton, her eyes were still dark red, and she looked quite strange: "This mage apprentice has been completely deceived by you. "

"It's mainly driven by his inner desire." Tang Sen glanced at her.

"This gives me a familiar feeling." Naomi said: "When you recruited me in Neverwinter City."

Tang Sen interrupted her and said, "You think too much, Naomi."

"We are companions."