Conspiracy, betrayal, assassination......

Inside the Arcane Brotherhood's mage tower in the shape of a dead tree, a fierce battle continues.

The tower masters and high-ranking mages who joined forces to launch the rebellion, instead of stopping because Aklem Gris was wounded and fled, became more intense than ever, even to the point that they even gave up control of the entire Luskan in order to climb to the top of power.

However, these battles fell into an eerie tranquility when Zhang Cheng returned to the North Tower in the light.

Sitting in his own private room, he continued to flip through the library collection while asking without raising his head, "What, can you fully control the power in your body now?"

"Yes, master. I can control the water, communicate with the fish and beasts in the sea, and even set off huge waves and tsunamis more than ten meters high. Allow me to express my gratitude that you have taken me from humble apprentice to what I am now. Signi bent down and bowed gracefully.

Compared with the appearance of the "ugly duckling" before, she is now as beautiful as a water goblin, and her whole body exudes an unusual charm.

"Are you sure it's gratitude, not hatred?" said Zhang Cheng with a smirk.

"Of course! I'm pretty sure! You have given me great strength, and given me a beautiful look and figure, and what am I not satisfied with as a woman? On the contrary, I love your strong sense of oppression, as well as your deep, evil heart. ”

As she spoke, Sini took the initiative to take two steps forward, knelt down and gently kissed the back of the young man's hand in front of her, revealing a trace of morbid fanaticism in her eyes.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly sensed this, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He wasn't sure if it was a show or a sign of some kind of Stockholm syndrome.

But before he could make any further attempts, there was a very rhythmic knock on the door outside.

Bang, bang, bang!

"Who?" asked Zhang Cheng as the female apprentice grabbed his left hand and asked loudly.

"Good evening, honorable Lord of the North Tower. I'm Delta Zelund, your good neighbor. A man's deep voice came through the crack in the door.

"Good evening, Lord of the East Tower. Do you have anything important? If not, please go back first, I'm going to rest, and I'll talk about it tomorrow. Zhang Cheng obviously knew the purpose of the other party's late-night visit very well, and put on a look of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Why don't you invite me in and sit down? You know, I've got a great little gift. What's more, I think it's good for you as well as for me to talk. "Delta Zelund came clearly prepared and didn't back down in the slightest because of a few words.

Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment, then quickly smiled and nodded: "Okay, you persuaded me, please come in." ”

The words just fell!

The closed door creaked, and a man in a black robe with a thick black beard walked in.

He looked to be in his early fifties, with slightly gray hair on his temples, and his brown eyes with an eerie green glow, which undoubtedly had some kind of magical relationship, and eight of his ten fingers had shiny rings, and it was unknown which one was a magical object and which one was a purely obscure ornament.

In fact, most of the people in the Faren Continent who have the ability to wear magical items will have colorful gemstone rings on their fingers, and they are completely upstart postures.

The advantage of this is partly to confuse the enemy from detecting which magic ring is actually working, and partly to deal with the pervasive thieves, at least if stolen, with a high chance of not losing their precious magic items.

Of course, no matter how many magic rings are worn on ten fingers, only two will work in the end, which means that only one real magic ring can be worn on the left and right hands, otherwise it will trigger a series of unforeseen consequences when activated, such as a violent explosion or being teleported to an unknown place.

But Zhang Cheng could feel that the hand of the mage with a short beard in front of him was not a meaningless ornament of the wearer, but a pile of magic storage rings, each of which contained powerful spells.

Through a magical harmony that cannot be described in words, the other party minimizes the impact of the rings on each other, and although it is not 100% safe, it is enough to counteract the mutual interference at the time of activation.

As mentioned repeatedly in the book, none of the top spellcasters, especially mages, are given for free, and they often have their own ability to press the bottom of the box.

"Don't mind if I sit down?" said Deltagarh, smiling tentatively, as he placed a small, beautifully wrapped box on the table.

"Please be seated!" Zhang Cheng raised his arm and made a gesture of please.

"Thank you very much!" Delta sat down in his chair generously and explained in a slightly annoyed voice, "First of all, I apologize for the misunderstanding, and I hope you won't mind my little temptation." After all, I didn't know who you really were at the time, and Aklem Gris's access to the Shattered Shard made me nervous. ”

"No, you don't have to apologize, on the contrary, I have to thank you for sending me a couple of nice test pieces. With that, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

Moment!

A dark figure stepped out of the secret door behind the bookshelf.

The moment he took off his hood, Delta's mouth grew in surprise, and after half a minute, he exclaimed in disbelief: "Lich?! You actually turned Joey into an immortal lich!"

"That's right, to be exact, he's the only one who has succeeded, and the other two have become idiots with no mind or memory. With that, Zhang Cheng waved his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat.

The lich named Joey did not speak, but bowed his head and saluted, dragging his dead, but not yet fully decomposed body, back into the secret door.

Because his life box is controlled, he doesn't dare to have the slightest idea of resistance, no matter what orders his master gives, he must carry them out unconditionally, otherwise a little life box is destroyed, and as a lich, he will be wiped out in an instant.

"Interesting! Very interesting! Maybe when I'm old enough to die, I might consider asking you about the mysteries of transforming the Lich. For now, though, I think we should talk about the division of power within the Arcane Brotherhood, and who should be in control of the artifact shatterer. Delta Gel quietly pulled the topic back.

He understood that the appearance of the lich was a demonstration of the black dragon in front of him, and it was also a show of strength.

The problem is that the tower is dominated by human mages after all, and he believes that he will be able to suppress the other party with the support of many members of his insiders, just as Aklem Gris has done before......

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