It is the innate nature of Darrants to do what they say.

This special race born from chaos never seems to know how to endure and wait, and once an idea arises, it will immediately put it into action.

Of course, this almost reckless and reckless disregard for the consequences has caused countless disasters in the history of the Darrant civilization, and even nearly brought the entire race to the brink of collapse on two occasions.

But it is precisely in this way that they can stand out from the fierce competition and become the supreme overlord on the planet Mocha.

Upon receiving the promise from the Supreme Commander of the Expeditionary Force, male spellcasters who were keen on studying death-like magic could not wait to devote all their energy to the study of the Contagion Curse.

As a guy who likes to settle the order of conditioning, he first began to sample, analyze, and screen the inhabitants of the city-state of Archi that had already erupted in a wide range of curses, and finally selected three hundred unlucky people who had not yet died.

Secondly, the small mutations of the curse are extracted from these people's bodies, amplified by a hundred times through the power of magic, and then re-injected back into the soul of the test subject, and through observation to confirm that those mutations are benign and can be retained, while those are malignant and need to be eliminated.

Finally, wait for the entire observation phase to be completed, and then gather all the benign mutated curses on one person, and through devouring and fusing with each other, obtain an upgraded version of the contagion curse with enhanced power.

In a way, this root culture of super viruses or bacteria is not much different, they are all the same dangerous and uncontrollable.

The only difference is that curses are created by magic, so the caster has a very strong ability to intervene in them.

Just as the Darrant spellcaster was indulging in admiring the natives who were tortured by the curse every day, the boy had just received an important message from the leader of the shapeshifters himself.

It took a full minute to stare at the small print on the note before he said in a tone of astonishment, "The missing Governor of Parosa is actually involved with the King of the Sea?"

"Yes, as much as I know it sounds incredible, our men have seen Parossa clear the King of the Coast of the bandits who won't pay their commission. The leader of the shapeshifters explained playfully.

"Hehe, that's ridiculous. Two guys who were destined to become enemies actually came together inexplicably. The boy chuckled and shook his head.

No one knows better than him the consequences of being involved in plotting the robbery of those gems.

Not to mention the thirteen high-ranking "kings", even those strong people who stand behind the merchants will not let go of the kings of the near sea.

The leader of the shapeshifters gloated, "No, that's not the most interesting. The most interesting thing is that Parosa seems to have been unaware of the plans of the King of the Near Sea from beginning to end, let alone that the city he ruled has become a complete dead city, and is still trying to find allies to investigate us. ”

"Hahahaha! I don't think he'll find any valuable information from the mountains of corpses and bones. Oh, by the way, did the King of the Offshore make any unusual moves after snatching those man-made gems?" the boy seemed to realize something, and looked up into the eyes of his men.

He divided all the gems in two, one to buy the caster to work for him, and the other to exchange for currency to buy off the captains and crew of the experienced pirate ships. If nothing else, in a month at most, he will attack several port cities along the coast, intending to conquer a large area of land and establish a kingdom of his own. ”

As he said this, the Shapeshifter Leader's tone was undisguised with mockery and sarcasm.

"Kingdom, does he still want to be crowned king?" the boy couldn't help but laugh.

A pirate leader who relied on violence and bribery to control his subordinates tried in vain to build a country from nothing?

There is no systematic administrative system!

There are not enough managers!

And without any so-called experience!

It can even be said that he basically doesn't know anything except robbery, and even the pirate city on the island is managed by merchants.

What does the king of the near sea think the country is?

Can wearing a crown make everyone obey their own game of playhouse?

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't help but sigh slightly, and ordered bluntly: "Go, send a few people to blend in with their ranks, and give us His Majesty the King a little guidance." In any case, he is a good target to use to attract the attention of the enemy at this stage, and you can't just watch him blow himself up like this. ”

"What do you mean...... Help him build a simple structure of rule?" the shapeshifter leader asked in a tone of uncertainty that wasn't quite right.

"Yes, it doesn't have to be complicated, and it doesn't need to be able to run for too long. According to the simplest colonial slavery, let him treat all pirates as first-class people, and then those mercenary merchants as second-class people, and the rest as slaves. Through the most brutal oppression, exploitation and plunder, a large army was quickly built up, and the cities were constantly conquered inland. The boy didn't hide it at all, and generously told his vicious plan.

"And what about the curse? are we going to remind him about the contagion curse?" the shapeshifter leader continued to ask.

"No, the place he's attacking is still far from the city-state of Archie, and it will take a little time to spread the past, especially before the upgraded curse is developed. When it does spread, it loses its usefulness and is used to dispel the anger of the enslaved civilians in that area. Remember, we are conquerors, destroyers, and slayers, and guys like the King of the Offshore Sea are merely pawns to achieve the ultimate goal. ”

With that, the boy got up from his chair and stretched out his hands in the air, his whole body looking very stiff and tired.

The leader of the shapeshifters was undoubtedly aware of this, and cautiously probed, "This body you control ......"

After all, I have been overdrawing my body's potential, and I will slowly age and die in three to five days at most. The boy shook his arm, which was about to twist one hundred and eighty degrees, carelessly.

He could even feel the atrophy of his muscles and the constant failure of various organs.

The most precious vitality of this body has almost been lost, and if it weren't for the fact that it still has the support of magical energy, I am afraid that it will already look like an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Thankfully, most of the plans were already on track, and there was no need for him to stay.

When the body is completely dead, his consciousness will return to his main body and begin the second stage of the conquest plan.