"陛xià. A Templar frightened Malik in Ankara and got down on one knee to report on the military situation. "Our vanguard has crossed the border and entered the Laam area. ”

Go on. "Sultan Malik wears a plain white robe and trousers today, and still wears a red fitz hat. By his side, slaves were always there to bring him freshly baked delicacies. In fact, one of the great features of Ankara's palace is that the kitchen is very close to the throne court, so that the sultan can always have the best meals. "No, no, no, this one won't work. I'm going on an adventure in the Salt Sea, not a vacation to Elysium, give me something practical...... It also needs to look good and be fashionable. ”

A row of slaves knelt in front of Malik with a large push of clothing, all of which he had made enchanted equipment himself. Some can help him resist magic, some can increase the degree of spell casting, and some can resist all kinds of elemental damage, each of which is invaluable and superb.

Malik chooses the gear he will carry with him on his adventures like a woman chooses her clothes, looking at this one and that one at a time. The Templar knelt to report the situation, and the Sultan did not look at him the whole time.

“...... There were three thousand cavalry, five thousand infantry, armed with leather armor and spears. He was also accompanied by a large number of blasphemer mages. The Templar continued.

"Uh-huh, not good enough. Sudan commented.

"Your Majesty?!" the Templar shook violently. He bumped into a slave who had come up to deliver food, who knocked over the plate, leaving a large stain on the Sultan's trousers.

"I'm talking about this enchanted necklace isn't good enough, and I'm not talking about you. Malik rebuked his Templar, who was so frightened that his legs were so weak that he could barely utter sentences. "What are you afraid of? Do you think Malik in Ankara is poor and only has a pair of pants left?"

"No, Your Majesty. The Templar said, and then, as if sensing something was wrong, changed his words and said, "No, Your Majesty!"

The slave who had knocked over the dish stood to the side with a pale face and helplessness.

"Leave this alone, you continue to report to me on the battle situation at the front. Malik said to the Templar in a helpless tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty ......," the Templar continued, wiping his sweat. "Princess Deirdre also sent people, a total of two thousand. According to her, that would be enough, and that she would be able to wipe out the Tyres even with a gang of Boy Scouts. ”

"The Boy Scouts under Deirdre must be fierce. The Sultan teased as he picked up a new mage's robe and compared it in front of him, muttering. "It's too tight, it must be the washerwoman who shrunk the water......"

The Templar vaguely agreed, and continued. “...... The number of Tyrs is unknown, according to the observation of our mages who ventured to the magic carpet. There were about seven or eight thousand men, of whom three thousand belonged to the army directly under Tyre, and the rest were vassals of the tribesmen. Our prophetic magic is no longer yielding more accurate results, and the mages of the Tyre must have recovered a number of precious scrolls from the Karak Witch King, and their anti-prophecy magic is very powerful. ”

"Don't worry. Malik shrugged. "Eat a skewer barbecue, continued. ”

"No, Your Majesty. The Templar replied in horror.

"It's a shame that no man should refuse a skewer. The Sultan himself took a bunch from the plate served by the slave and ate it.

"Our officers are expected to be able to defeat the Tyrs in the Ram region. The Templar said. "After all, their main force is not here, and in order to maintain order, their forces are too thinly dispersed. ”

"Good. Malik nodded.

"But there's a catch. The Templar hesitated to speak. "Princess Deirdre sent two lieutenants and asked to command the whole army. He also said that our people can only be ranked third in the command sequence...... How do I reject her suggestion?"

"Huh?" Malik turned his head in surprise. "Why should I refuse this mention of her?"

"Your Majesty?" the Templar didn't know why. "With all due respect, that woman is so happy and has no self-knowledge. When she was a Templar in Ram, the security in Ram was the worst. If she lets her men lead the army, it's hard to say whether we'll be able to defeat Rikas of Tyre on the battlefield. ”

"The capriciousness of women should be feared even by kings. The kind that has lived for hundreds of years is especially terrifying. Malik rubbed his chin. "The two Deirdrean lieutenants, have they arrived at the coalition camp?"

"Not yet, Your Majesty. The Templar replied. "They're still on their way. ”

"That's good. Her offer should not be denied. "The Witch King has his eye on a belt that will increase his strength and withstand the heat.

"But......" the Templar retorted.

"Listen to my orders. Malik held up a fat finger to stop his subordinate's words. "Send someone to send this news to the front, with the best magic carpet. ”

"Magic carpet without magic?" the Templar wondered.

"Of course, it is safest to send someone to notify you with a written order. The Sultan said. "Didn't you just say that the people of Tyre have a lot of Karak scrolls left behind, and they are very capable of prophecy and counter-prophecy?"

"Huh?" the Templar was dumbfounded.

"Uh-huh. The Sultan continued. "It's important that the two lieutenants of Deirdre and the time of their arrival are clearly stated in the order, and I don't want any displeasure within our coalition because of a misunderstanding. Ask our people to prepare a banquet to entertain the new commander with the best barbecue. ”

"But the magic carpet ......," the Templar said with courage. “...... Isn't it too slow? From here to Ram ......."

"It's a long way, and there are always sandstorms, so you can't go to the sky. Malik finished his subordinate's words. "I know all of this, so I ordered the messenger to fly straight and go straight to the coalition camp. ”

"Flying in a straight line?wouldn't it be too dangerous to do this??The Tyres have a large range of movement, and our messenger is ...... in this section" The Sanctuary pulled out a map and pointed. “...... Too close to the Tyre army. ”

"That's right, so I wouldn't be surprised if he was caught by the Tyres. The Sultan said. "You heard the order, now stand down, I'm going to pick up my gear. ”

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Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, and **. For thousands of years, the Sect of the Seven Sins has lurked in the Pure Fortress, guarding it, ready to devour those who come to explore.

There is no documentation of how the Seven Sins Sect attacked, so Sadiri brisked herself and carefully advanced inside the labyrinthine fortress. Every time she came around a corner, she would stop for a moment, mark the white marble wall before moving on.

In some places, the walls were left by the traces of flooding, and there was a faint red mist, but this did not stop the Coral Witch from continuing to explore the depths of the fortress. Along the way, she hadn't encountered any monsters that stood in her way, and she hadn't encountered any other adventurers who had come with her. The fortress seems to contain a mysterious power that cuts off communication between people.

The marble walls are not always white, in fact, the Coral Witch is present, and many of the walls have the legends of the Azure Age recorded in the script of ancient halflings. From how the halfling civilization rose, how to defeat the invasion of the Psionic Empire, and how to create all kinds of legendary creatures. It has been about how the Red Tide ruthlessly destroyed most of the world, and how the rest of the people used the Pure Fortress to extract the power of the sun in a desperate last attempt. If a historian stops by, he will be ecstatic.

Sadiri speculated that the halflings carved the words on the stones because they were in despair. In this way, they hope that their civilization will leave at least something for future generations to follow. In a sense, this place is a tombstone of civilization.

And she hopes to find the power to defeat Ebu from this tombstone, and Coral Witch laughs at herself, does it mean that she has also become a tomb robber?

There was another flight of steps up the ladder ahead, and Satili walked up cautiously, keeping an eye out for any dangerous traps underneath her feet. The end of the stairs leads to a hall on the upper floors, and after a long walk around the fortress, it gives the impression that the interior of the fortress is much larger than it appears from the outside.

A red figure appeared out of thin air in the empty hall, and the Coral Witch noticed the strange guest and immediately raised her vigilance.

The air seemed to become more solemn because of this man's presence, and a red glimmer came out of him, slightly illuminating the surroundings, which was the color of blood.

"Who are you?" asked Satilly.

The red figure smiled, and the laughter seemed to be some kind of roar. When he laughed, the light around him flickered and dimmed with his voice.

"I am Atacitos, your wrath. "The figure became taller, almost two people's height. In front of him, Satili looked so petite.

What a kind of staker this is, his skin is red, it looks like some kind of carapace, but it is very flexible. His silhouette looks basically human, but he lacks some human organs. His face was as handsome but distorted as that of a demon in the bottomless abyss, and his eyes sparkled like coals in a fire.

It seems that this is one of the Seven Sins Sect, Sadiri said to herself, I don't know if the others have also encountered obstacles.

"You can't stop me. "The Coral Witch is ready to cast a spell. This enemy looks like some kind of otherworldly creature, and his strength is hard to guess.

"Who said I'm here to stop you?" Furious asked the Coral Witch, another roaring laugh. "I'm here to help you. He raised a crimson hand and pointed it at Sadiri.

Satili was engrossed in the other party's movements, ready to cast a spell to counteract at any time. But this strange being didn't attack, no powerful spells or dazzling rays of light coming out of his fingertips.

"Help me?" asked the Coral Witch warily. "Then tell me how to get to the heart of this fortress. A place where the power of the sun is hidden. ”

The crimson figure couldn't stop laughing, "Good question, but I don't know what the answer is." ”

"You're wasting my time. ”

"I'm just being honest. Furious said. "I am the embodiment of rage, not bound by physical form. Walls and traps can't stop me, I can go wherever I want. For me, just go to the core and go straight to it, I don't know which way you humans should go. ”

It sounded reasonable, but Satili didn't dare to take it lightly.

"But, human, I think you're a mage, why don't you turn into an imaginary body and fly to the core by yourself?" "It's fast and easy. ”

"There's magic in the walls, I can feel it. Maybe it's left behind by the primordial warlocks. Satili said as she slowly observed the other party. What the hell is this thing talking to himself, isn't he a defender? should he strike first and attack like him?" ”

"It's a pity. He said angrily, looking very regretful.

The Coral Witch suddenly burst out, surging mana surging out of her body, and her face was pale as if it was about to ooze blood. After much deliberation, Sadiri decided to attack the eccentric being. Even if it doesn't stand in its way, it can hurt others in the adventuring party, like Muhadi, which she will not allow.

Furious didn't seem to expect Satili to attack, so she didn't dodge. All the spells hit his crimson body without missing a beat, but to the horror, he didn't seem to have anything. The powerful magic that shattered the earth and ionized the air disappeared like mud cows into the sea without causing any ripples.

The Coral Witch is taken aback and immediately casts a spell to summon a mirror doppelganger, and the shadow hides the main body. She took a step back, shifted her weight to her right foot, and as she cast a spell, more than a dozen counterattack options flashed through her mind, each of which was incomparably subtle, the experience honed by a thousand battles.

"Your attacks are ineffective against me. Furious didn't fight back, just roared loudly in a roaring tone. "As I said, I don't have a physical body! Your attacks can't hurt me, I'm furious! I feed on it!"

As if to confirm what he said, the crimson figure became even larger, and the aura emanating from his body became more and more powerful.

Furious as tall as he almost reached the top of the hall, he looked down at the Coral Witch. "Your magic can't hurt me. ”

Seeing that Satili was silent, a burst of red light flashed on her angry body, and the entire space was filled with a large amount of heat, making it almost difficult to breathe. "But to be honest, your magic skills are pretty good. Judging by your age, you can be considered a genius. ”

"Don't you have anything better to do?" the Coral Witch looked calmly at the enemy in front of her.

"I'm strong, stronger than you think. Furious and mocking, he looked at the female mage in front of him. "My summoners have imprisoned me here for thousands of years. I don't have to obey a dead man's orders to protect this place, but I've been bored very, very bored for so long. ”

"Do you know why I was drawn to you and not to that druid, or that psychic mancer? there's something about you that fascinates me, it's very similar to me. Furious said. "Your anger. ”

Satili was surprised to feel that the other party was probing her mind, and this kind of thing had never happened before. "You're a psionic creature!"

"It doesn't matter how you divide me. Fury mocked in that roaring voice. "Don't struggle, if you allow yourself to enjoy this qiē, then there will be less pain when I probe into your heart. ”

The terrifying psionic pressure struck the female mage, and Satili struggled to support it, but she was still defeated. The method of using this psionic energy and the means of attack are unprecedented, and it belongs to some ancient skill that has long been lost. His memories were turned out by the other party and browsed one by one. "My whole life...... Not for you...... Toys for entertainment. ”

"Are you wrong...... That's what it means to exist. Furious roared, so hot all around that it almost melted. "Now, where is the most important moment?"

"Where's the finalization period?" Furious smiled, his smile terrifying beyond words.

"You can't beat me. The Coral Witch struggled to utter these words, crossing the salt sea had consumed too much of her energy, and now she was too weak to resist the other party's psionic powers.

"It must be. ...... your origins," Furious seemed to find something that interested him. "You were orphaned by slavery, and you are dependent on your sister for your life. But slavery eventually separates you...... You are thrown into this unforgiving world, alone, struggling to survive. ”

"From then on, you were determined to be the enemy of the Witch King. No more hesitation, no more hesitation, no more life...... There is only struggle, only anger. You're hiding it well, aren't you?" Furious smiled twistedly. "But beneath your beautiful face, there is only an unending rage that drives you to keep fighting and getting stronger. Relying on it, you became the youngest legendary mage, and relying on it, you were not defeated by setbacks again and again. Without rage, the revolution would not have succeeded. ”

"Leave...... My mind ......" Sadiri struggled to maintain her sanity and fight against the other party's will. "You don't know me. ”

"Ah, I know it's going to be painful. Furious said nonchalantly. "Even as the years go by and the times change, the memories still hurt my heart. It's so turbulent, so violent......"

"Leave!" shouted Satilly, but she couldn't move half a step.

"Have you ever imagined what your life would become...... What if your life was still alive?" asked Furious**. "Of course you've thought about it, who hasn't imagined it?"

"Oh, let me see. The rage sent visions into Satilly's mind. "Let me see another life. ”

The Coral Witch felt a life situation that she had never experienced before, it was her childhood self. Behind him, his father is tall and handsome, and his mother is kind and kind. Even his sister was by his side...... It had been many years since she had seen them, and even their memories had been blurred, and it was the first time in a long time that she had seen such a clear image of her family.

"Here, you and your family are not separated because of the slave trade. In this story, your parents have made money and raised you peacefully and happily. "The rage changes the content of the illusion, showing the scene of family happiness. "It's fun now, I don't think a woman like you would be content to play with happy plays...... So what's next?"

"This was originally, years after you and your sister were separated. The other, the ...... of life that has not been experienced" The angry words fell, and the illusion changed again. A new scene appeared in Satili's mind, an older woman, surrounded by a crowd of excited people.

"We'll be in action before midnight, and Tyr will be ours at dawn!" another Shadiri preached in the vision.

"Sadiri is the strongest, Sadiri is the strongest!" the phantom crowd responded with an extremely enthusiastic response.

"That's wonderful. Furious said with interest. "If you don't become a slave, you don't become a disciple of Cotander, you don't become a guardian mage. You've become Karak's apprentice, a blasphemer mage!"

"No, that's not me!" Sadiri retorted.

"This could be you," Furious said, his figure seemingly getting bigger. "I prefer you like this, come on, look at ...... later"

"Let's take a look at the staunchest revolutionaries of Attas, the fearless fighters against slavery, the men of steel who have never been corrupted and never stopped fighting. Furious said. "What would it be like in another life?"

The illusion changed again, and in a new scene, Satili was dressed in a pure black mage robe, standing at the main entrance of the palace of Tyre in the form of a conqueror. "The tyrannical witch kings and lackeys who once ruled us have been cleared, people of Tyre!"

"I promise you will bring an honest government! a government that serves the people!" said Satili in the vision.

"You created a rebellion as the Witch King's apprentice, attacked the Witch King Karrak while he was transformed, and seized power by killing his master in one fell swoop. You're really destined to do something big. Furious continued to tease. "Maybe you meant well, at least at first......"

"But power is a drug, and victory defeats you. The rage showed the illusion that followed. "Within two months, your attitude became sharp. ”

"Among us, poisonous snakes lurk!" the phantasmagining Coral Witch speaks to the people in the palace. "The reactionaries are always trying to overthrow the new government!"

"As your new Witch King, I declare that those reactionaries are traitors to our Glorious Revolution!" said Satili in a vision. "When their numbers increase, we will need sharp laws to maintain order!"

The illusion changed again, and a large number of civilians were executed by the Templars who served as the new Witch King. "Are all the betrayers dead, Your Majesty. The executioner of the Templar said to the Witch King Satili.

"Not necessarily," replied the visionary Coral Witch. "There will be more as long as we need it. ”

New visions appear.

"Sadiri!" a man with graying temples appeared in the vision, shouting unceremoniously to the Coral Witch.

"What are you doing here?" said in the vision, Satili was in the throne room, looking up at the unlucky guests who had broken into her palace.

"I'm your father!" said the gray-eyed man. "Or are you a noble person who forgets?!"

"Go home, I'm busy. The phantom Satili replied coldly.

"What are you busy doing?" the man asked. "Kill your old friend?"

"You don't understand. In the vision, Satili replied simply.

"I at least understand what you've become!" the man took another step closer in anger.

"I'll let you go home, old man!" In the vision, Satili slapped her father to the ground.

"I would never beat my own father. In reality, the Coral Witch resisted the opponent's psionic onslaught, retorted.

"In this period of life, you will fight. Fury laughed, the roar accompanied by the smell of beastly blood. "Let's go on, blood, fear, slaughtered enemies ......"

The illusion changed again and again, and Tyr erected a tall statue to honor the new Witch King, Satilly. A rigged trial, where her parents are executed as betrayers.

“...... In this way, no one will dare to preach to you anymore. Furious interjected.

"I, I, killed my parents?" said Satilly, shocked by the possibility of the vision. "Becoming a dictator? impossible, ridiculous......"

"You have mortal potential, Sadiri. The furious voice was almost **. "You're never going to be an ordinary person. ”

Satili concentrated, trying to drive the tentacles of angry thoughts out of her mind, but without success.

"What's the matter, mage. Don't you enjoy our game?"

The illusion does not stop and continues to unfold the next scene.

"You are at the height of your power, and after becoming the Witch King of Upper Tyre, you have declared war on the other Witch Kings. Together, you have defeated countless powerful enemies. Your territory has expanded so much that you have little to remember your parents who were killed by your own hands. ”

"But despite this, someone remembers their voices strongly, doesn't they?" said Fury.

"In this attack on Uerek City, our casualties were greater than expected. In the vision, Sartili's sister said to the Coral Witch. The scene still appears to be in the palace.

"We were victorious, and their sacrifice was not in vain. The apparitional Sadiri was unimpressed, not even looking up at her sister.

"Hmph, I guess that's the value of a cold-blooded dictator, isn't it?" Satilly's sister sighed in her vision.

"Because I can concentrate on big things, so I can win?" replied in the illusion of Satilly.

"No, because you don't care about the sacrifices you make and the pain you endure, and you can endure this qiē in order to win. The sister of the Coral Witch said in a vision. "But that's the end of it!"

Next, like classical Greek tragedy. In the vision, Satili was assassinated by her own sister, and until she died, her beautiful face was full of disbelief.

"You see, if it weren't for the cruelty of the Witch King and the ruthlessness of slavery that fueled your wrath...... You should thank them. Furious said.

"Thanks, thank them?" the Coral Witch resisted the other's psionic powers, trying to keep her will independent and clear.

"Of course, they saved you from a horrible fate. Fury pointed a crimson finger at the Coral Witch. "They saved you from yourself. ”

"I have the power to change things, human. Furious said. "Yes, the man who summoned me to guard this place taught me powerful magic that the world has never seen before...... I can change the past and prevent the death of your parents and your history of being a slave. ”

"I can let you live in another life that we just saw. ”

"You know what, human. Furious continued. "I'm giving you a choice. ”

"Flesh and blood are separated, and my sister sacrifices herself to give you a bite to eat. Revolution, a never-ending battle. A sneer appeared on the corner of his furious mouth. "Or is it another possibility?"

"If you choose to remain as it is, then what is the basis of your hatred of the witch king, of slavery? You should be grateful to them, not choose to destroy them. ”

"Now, tell me your choice?"

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"The last time we met, you were like a statue dusted by war. Now that we're victorious, you look even more glorious, don't you?" said Sultan Malik, who saw Princess Deirdre coming, stood up and complimented.

"The people of Tyre are in ruins!" the princess looked elated, she was undoubtedly well-groomed today. Dressed in the finest silk and satin, it is hand-stitched with a magnificent robe with protective magic. His white arms were covered with gold rings encrusted with rubies, his fingers and toes were oiled, and his head was carefully groomed and curled naturally. "Although they intercepted and killed the two generals I sent halfway. But your men don't seem to be bad, having just defeated the main force of the rabble. ”

"I deeply regret your loss," Malik nodded sadly. "Undoubtedly, I will slaughter two hundred prisoners of war to avenge the death!" he said, picking up a drink from the slave beside him, and drinking it. Princess Deirdre also took a cup and drank it all.

"I've heard we're going to win this time," said Princess Deirdre, in a very happy mood. It seems that working with this old money fan is not as difficult as I thought at the beginning. "Is it because the Tyrs are in turmoil, and they are attacking their own people?"

"The people of Tyre seized power by violence, and naturally they only know how to solve problems by violence. Malik said triumphantly. "My spies have reported that a religious riot has broken out in the city of Tyre, and many people are in different places. At that time, I thought, can I use this opportunity to sow discord?"

"And you succeeded!" said Princess Deirdre, picking up another drink and taking a sip. Now, I'm going to re-enter Ram and become the new Witch King, right? With Malik's help, I'll undoubtedly be able to regain Fùlam's honor soon.

"Hey, hey, that's true. "The Sultan was proud. "Many of the Buraku in the Tyre army were followers of that new religion. The religious riots in the city of Tyre naturally shook the morale of their army...... When I secretly offered the price to one of the leaders, the rest of the qiē was a matter of course. ”

Princess Deirdre complimented, and Malik continued. "I've bribed several people, but the most important of them is a male elf named Fahd, who is also a councillor of Tyre. It was his men who defected from the flanks at a critical moment and dealt the Tyre a fatal blow. ”

"Fahd, the ruffian?" said Deirdre, gritting her teeth. "I've seen that guy, untalented and arrogant, like those Tyr generals. These people should just run out and throw them away...... Especially elves. ”

"I'll admit that most of the Tyr chieftains aren't brilliant. But their coral witch worries me a lot. Malik Sultan said. "We were lucky not to meet her this time. But next time we might not be so lucky...... Tell me, what do you think of this Satilly? I'd love to hear what you have to say about this rare rival. ”

Deirdre took another drink, and the mention of the topic seemed a little unpleasant to her. "A woman who has no skills and can only brag about her beauty. Isn't it ridiculous that the whole of Tyre, everybody boasts of the beauty of the Coral Witch? she slew the Witch King, executed half of the city's nobles, and let the noble blood fall to the dust and be trampled on. Undoubtedly, she was also a bloodthirsty and warlike person. ”

"Really?" the Sultan nodded vaguely. "I've heard that she's a woman who fights for her beliefs, not some bloodthirsty beast or narcissistic fool. ”

"Perhaps," Princess Deirdre reluctantly admitted. "Maybe she does have her own beliefs. But doesn't that make her more dangerous?"

"So to speak. She still resembles me. Malik muttered to himself. "We all have similar beliefs and think we're doing the right thing...... She was fighting slavery and bringing freedom to people. I had to rely on the labor and order brought about by slavery to save the world. ”

"We both think of ourselves as heroes and each other as villains. The Sultan smiled self-deprecatingly. "Maybe only history can tell who is right and who is wrong. ”

"You're undoubtedly right. Deirdre complimented the other party, and she still needed the support of the other party before she could become Ram's witch king safely. "Slavery is a must. In the world, there are always some people who have to endure misfortune. ”

"I'm glad to hear you say that yourself. That way, I feel much more at ease. Sultan Malik clapped his hands. "Come on. ”

Dressed in a powerful outfit, the elf Fahd entered the throne room under the escort of the Templars of Ankara City, and came to the Witch King and the Princess. "Victory is yours!" Malik of Ankara. Fahd said to the Witch King with a playful smile. "I'll take the reward I promised!"

Deirdri grimaced, and Malik said, "The money has been sent to your tribe by my men. The woman is standing right before you. ”

"What?!!" Princess Deirdre shouted in shock.

Fahd laughed, "People who keep their promises are rare these days. I'm glad I made a deal with you to fight the apostates of Tyr!"

"You can't do that!" Deirdre tried to rush to Malik's side. Hysterical shouting. "You don't have the right to ......"

"Slavery is a necessity, and there are always people in the world who have to endure misfortune. The Sultan shook his head and replied helplessly. Then, with a spell of agility that was not commensurate with his size, he immobilized Deirdri's body.

"I'm looking forward to our next step together, Fahd. He said slowly.

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