In the evening, as the sun fades from the sea, several men in gray cloaks gather in an old warehouse on the docks, discussing the topic of betrayal and assassination......

"We can't wait any longer! Once Aklem Gris has made up for the shortcomings of his life, he will surely cleanse the entire organization, and no one will be able to do well. A hoarse man snapped a warning.

The other woman shook her head with an ugly face: "No! we can't act rashly! I'm sure you've seen it, Achillm Gris's spellcasting ability is far above ours, and any rash move will only result in death." ”

"Death, it's better to fight to the death than to wait for death! The Shattered Shard is a powerful artifact, and we must complete the plan before Aklem Gris can take full control of it!"

"Yes, I agree! Don't forget, we've bought off two of Aklem Gris's most trusted followers, and if we kill the assistant who helped him manage the inside of the spire, we'll have a chance to enter his bedroom and launch a precise and deadly assault. ”

"Agreed! I believe that after he gets the Shattered Demon Crystal, he will definitely seize every minute and every second to study the spell about prolonging life, and he has no extra energy to pay attention to what is happening in the organization, so tonight is the best time to do it. ”

"In that case, let's kill the assistant tonight, and then get rid of Aklem Gris in two weeks!"

As the last word fell, the masked people involved in the discussion quickly disappeared without a trace with the help of the power of the spell.

No one knew who they were except before each other, let alone their position in the Arcane Brotherhood.

But for one thing, the death of the previous lord of the North Tower, Dandiba, the Bandar-clad wizard, made these guys feel threatened like never before, so they intend to unite to overthrow Aklem Gris's absolute rule over Luskan.

In fact, as early as several years ago, several high-level mages were hiding in the shadows and plotting, and now due to the appearance of Clincipen, they have to be launched in advance.

......

Of course, none of this has much to do with Zhang Cheng.

As the new Lord of the North Tower, he is sitting in his room, flipping through the magic books he borrowed from the library.

These include "Introduction to the Plane and the Universe", "The Discovery and Formation of the Half-Plane", "The Characteristics of Elven Magic", "The Difference Between Arcanists and Modern Mages in the Netherel Era", "Deep Analysis of the Magic Web" and more than two dozen boring theories that most mages rarely encounter.

It has to be said that as a continent that has had many high-level magical civilizations, the system theory derived from Faeron is far greater than that of Dalaran, the magic city of Azeroth, in terms of depth and breadth.

After all, from the very beginning, the latter defined magic as a terrifying force that attracts demons and calamities, and set up many obstacles in the process of research, for fear of accidentally attracting the invasion of the Burning Legion or the outbreak of a second undead scourge.

However, the former regards magic as a neutral energy that does not have any inclination of good or evil, and powerful spellcasters can travel to other planes or planets in the multiverse through some advanced teleportation spells, and over time, different civilizations like the Silk Road on Earth have been formed to learn and communicate with each other.

For example, at least one-third of the spells with the creator's name on the spell book come from a mage organization called Yaba in the Gray Eagle World.

Therefore, if Azeroth is compared to a magical civilization developed in a relatively closed environment, then the Continent of Faeron is a magical world born through continuous learning and optimization in an open environment.

However, due to the fact that every glorious magical civilization will come to the end, a series of terrifying disasters will occur, which will eventually lead to the loss of a large number of precious materials, so the magic of the Faren Continent does not seem to be very developed at present, and some places are even a little ignorant and backward.

But this does not mean that the once glorious magical civilization is completely gone.

On the contrary, lost civilizations and knowledge are hiding somewhere in the world, waiting to be discovered by adventurers and careerists.

This is also why, Zhang Chenghui, who has always liked to be alone, wants to annex and transform a force, and he needs sufficient manpower to help him find the technology and knowledge left over from ancient times.

Just as he forcibly suppressed the boiling desire for destruction in his mind and was about to hurry up to read the next book, a woman's voice suddenly came in from outside the door.

"Dear Lord of the North Tower, I'm Sini, Apprentice Dandiba, the Spotted Wizard, and I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

"Sirney, come in. Zhang Cheng recalled for a moment, and soon remembered a woman with brown hair who was not very beautiful.

"Thank you!"

As he expected, the twenty-five-year-old Sini was of an ordinary appearance, undressed and undressed, with plenty of freckles on her face, and only a pair of eyes that revealed a strong sense of ambition were impressive.

I saw this person wearing a gray robe symbolizing his apprenticeship, touching his chest with one hand and saluting respectfully: "Good evening, master, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late." ”

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Cheng closed the book in his hand and looked at the other party with interest.

Although he had seen quite a few ambitious women before, most of them were more reserved and preferred to achieve their goals with the help of men, and none of them were as direct and unabashed as Sirney.

"Honorable Lord of the North Tower......" Signi said carefully.

But before she could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng interrupted with a chuckle: "You don't need to add honorifics every time! ”

"All right, Lord Mason. Sini shrugged her shoulders helplessly. "As you can see, I used to be an apprentice of the Spotted Wizard Dandiba, and with the help of his power, I barely got to where I am today. But he died this afternoon, so I need a new mentor. In return, you get my loyalty and everything. ”

"Oh, you want to be my apprentice?" Zhang Cheng had a playful smile on his face.

"Yes, you may not know, but just a few hours ago, quite a few people outside had begun to secretly join forces to seize the position of Lord of the North Tower while you were still on your feet, and I can help you through this crisis. With that, Tinnie raised her head, her eyes bursting with a strong desire for power.

She didn't have to ask to know that she didn't know who the young man sitting in the chair was, and she just wanted to take advantage of this chaos to gain more benefits for herself.

"Help me?!hahahaha!"

Zhang Cheng seemed to have heard some funny joke and laughed unscrupulously.

He laughed as he stood up, pinched the slender neck of the other man with his right hand, and lifted it from the ground, his eyes bursting with flames of madness and destruction: "Who do you think I am? a clown who has no ability to defend himself, or a puppet at the mercy of others? ”

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