The battle between Sultan Shrem and Mystra gradually became uneventful as the latter lost the support of the Divine. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mistra was just trying to build up defenses, but each time he lifted it was a huge expense, and the back-and-forth battle between the two sides was nothing short of bloodletting.

It's just a one-sided bloodletting, and Sultan Xurem knows that the other party can use a lot of magic without materials, and this ability was available when Mystra was the maid of the previous goddess of magic, so she won't lose it now.

The two sides went back and forth with several high-level spells, and after Mistra consolidated his defenses, he applied several group blessings to his troops, such as "Crowd Cow Strength" and "Crowd Mage Armor".

Relying on these blessings, Prince Mustafa kept trying to break through.

Mystra was a skilled man, and Sultan Xurem often had to cast several spells to dispel these states.

In less than half an hour of battle between the two sides, Sultan Xurem cast more than a dozen spells, as well as the same number of scrolls, consuming more than 100,000 thalers, and a mountain of silver had already been consumed.

This attrition would have been bearable, and Sultan Xurem had prepared more than twenty tales of spell casting materials through the Yakkay Chamber of Commerce.

There are also weak subordinates who screen and buy Mustafa, this process can be very secretive, and it also relies on an extremely powerful silver bullet offensive.

Although these large investments caused her to lose hundreds of thousands of dollars in the accounts of the Yaskai Chamber of Commerce, Sultan Xurem had found a reward.

The killing of Mistra and her son in order to summon Princess Xingyue will leave a huge economic vacuum, and the economic order of Alexandria will be completely reorganized after this sacrifice.

Although as Portugal continued to send the Eastern Fleet, Goa had become a trading center in the Indian Ocean.

The Persian Empire, because of its hostile relationship with the Ottomans, also reluctantly tolerated Portugal's control of the Strait of Hormuz, and a large number of Persian blankets, mint and basil leaves were transported to Europa through Portuguese merchant ships.

A large amount of wealth flowed from India through Mozambique, Congo, Guinea, and finally into Lisbon.

But Portugal was inferior in power to Spain, and the state of India, though contemptuously called a princely state, was far superior to the so-called empires of Aztec and Inca, small populous states far beyond the power of a mere Portuguese or twenty thousand.

Closer to the coastline, there is still some trade going on,

Alexandria still has a lot of goods from India, the Red Sea coast, and the Nile grain, which is the war material that all small and medium-sized countries need to buy.

Sultan Xurem would be the rebuilder of Alexandria, and would also have the power to redistribute the stocks.

Originally, these materials were all controlled by the relationship of the eldest prince, but now it is natural to change the algorithm.

More important than inventory is the business relationship.

Sultan Shrem lurked in Alexandria in advance, of course, he was very busy, and he had already collected money in advance to protect a group of merchants.

Even Prince Selim took the opportunity to eat and drink to work by the way, and he got in touch with several big businessmen.

He has no talent, so it's always good to pour a few glasses and then let others flatter him.

These wealthy merchants were carefully selected, a few of them were Jerk's followers, and most of them were not at least hostile to Jerk's followers.

And after the destruction of Alexandria, it is inevitable that some land can also be used to rebuild the Hebrew school, and then by the way, some Yacob chambers and temples will be built, which is also a matter of course.

Relying on this merit, Sultan Xurem was confident that he could completely control the Yago Chamber of Commerce, and if he mastered the money, he would naturally master the Shanshan Monastery.

Although this so-called hermit is all secretive one by one, or has multiple identities to cover.

But for Sultan Hurem, who was well aware of the situation within the order, as long as he pinched the flow of money, they could only use it for him.

Those who owe 10,000 thalers are unable to return home because of debt collection, and those who owe 10 million thalers are too big to fail, and Sultan Xurem is doing his best.

Although she still can't win against Mystra, even if the other party has been weakened, and this Bulsha, who has become stronger recently, but it seems that she has some autonomy in doing things, and she is not willing to work hard today.

But the overall situation is under her control, as long as the large army wins, how many soldiers can she deal with?

Bulsha was even more fine, and without Mystra in check, Sultan Xurem had a hundred ways to clear the portal.

However, there seems to be a small problem with this great plan.

There was a group of slaves who seemed to have seized on the chaos and were rioting.

This is not a big problem, the terrain of North Africa dictates that a large group of slaves have nowhere to go, and they will eventually be captured by the masters who have the right to control the sea, and then have a good meal of whipping.

"Your Highness, they are preventing fire!"

However, these lowly slaves did not know what they had done, and they actually fought fire in the city, and it seemed that the fire had spread.

"I can see it!"

What annoyed Sultan Xurem even more was that Bursha was still yelling, this used to be a very stable person, what is going on now.

"When the fire spreads, we are in danger!" Of course, Bulsha can't stop talking, this is her last deal, and there are so many benefits in it, "I'll fight the fire, but I'm going to fight hard." ”

"Shut up!" Sultan Xurem was furious.

Hearing her shout, Mustafar's mother and son once again organized a counterattack, and Mistra unleashed two rainbow jets in succession, tearing the encirclement open.

Mustafa grew in size, drank a lot of status potions, and led the charge with the "Thunder Extinguisher" in his hand.

He chose a place where the enemy had several powerful warriors to gather, but it worked very well.

"Little bastard, come on!"

Just kidding, Selim didn't come, he didn't win half a time since he was a child.

Sultan Xurem's subordinates, led by Selim in his flight, immediately shook the whole line.

Sultan Xurem also knew about his son's virtues, and if it weren't for these advantages, Suleiman would not have been able to hide behind the scenes to balance and jump out to support him.

She adjusted her mood and took out the small black ledger that all the hermit monks in the mountains had.

Then she pronounced the names of the two demons.

"Sescu! Pay off your debts. ”

"Polbot, here's your chance to pay off the deficit."

As she opened the ledger, Mustafa saw two terrifying beings come to the main plane.

A giant winged toad, this is a femme fatale.

The other demon, unknown to Mustafa, had a head like a jackal and a dog, and wore a very elaborate robe similar to that of a Roman senator.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he charged directly at the femme fatale, the kind of demon that could fly at the sight of it, and couldn't let him threaten the caster.

Although dishonest, the trustworthy devil does not talk nonsense, showing his terrifying long nails and fighting Mustafa.

The other demon did not immediately join the attack, but instead made a gesture to flee.

"Where am I the opponent of the goddess of magic!" The jackal-like demon was startled when he saw it, "Locserana, I owe you money, but you're killing me." ”

It had dealt with Mistra and was about to flee through the books.

"You can see clearly, she's not a goddess." Sultan Xurem shouted angrily, "Her body is the best spell casting material, and you can sell it for a lot of money." (To be continued.) )