Leaving the half-plane and returning to Candlekeep, it was already completely dark. Zuo Si walked alone on the narrow path back to the inn.

With a deal with Ogmar, the god of knowledge, he knew he no longer had to worry about coming from

The threat of "God". As for their followers, pastors, and believers, they are looking for trouble if they don't open their eyes...... Then Zuo Si will soon make them understand what it means that their chosen people can win the favor of Talona, the goddess of poison and plague.

Of course, if you're an undead creature here, the [Daystar] on your waist that looks like a decoration will come in handy.

He really wanted to feel what kind of effect he could play in battle with the blessing of many divine arts.

After all, every mage has a melee dream, and Zuo Si is no exception. When he was less than forty meters away from the hotel, he suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the side of the road.

The other party was none other than Manson's most trusted disciple, Xi Manmeng. The man, who would keep himself elegant at all times, had obviously been waiting here for a long time, and he straightened his chest with one hand and bowed slightly: "Good evening, Lord Soth." If you don't mind, can you be delayed for a few minutes? Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes." But please hurry up, I'm a little tired today and want to go back early to rest. ”

"No problem. Actually, what I want to say is about the cooperation mentioned last time. As you may have heard, with the rise of the Church of Shirek, the situation in Santilburg and Santarim began to spiral out of control. Lord Manson wants to join forces with you to get rid of a bunch of pesky little rats. I don't know what you think? Simon was straightforward.

Because he was afraid of being interrupted by the sudden appearance of Yin Erminster again, he didn't dare to waste time in circles at all.

"Against the members of the Church of Sheric? You managed to pique my interest. Zuo Si curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an extremely dangerous smile.

If there was one of the gods of Ferron that he hated the most, it would be Syric. In addition, the two sides have long formed a mortal feud before.

So whenever there is an opportunity to hunt down members and followers of the Shirek Church, he will be more than happy to join them.

Seeing that Zuo Si did not refuse, Xi Manmeng suddenly appeared with a surging smile and continued: "The operation is very simple. I'll be responsible for giving you the information, and all you have to do is show up at the designated time and place, and kill all these unsuspecting fools. It doesn't matter if it's a harpist's league or any organization you can think of. Because I'll take care of the aftermath and make it an ironclad fact. ”

"What about the benefits? What do I get out of it? Zuo Si asked unceremoniously.

"Intelligence! Whatever you want to know, we'll provide you with the information in the shortest possible time. Of course, in addition to this, my teacher Manson will also provide some advanced spell scrolls and magic items. Simon simply made the conditions.

… You must know that in the Feilun Continent, where information transmission is very backward, it is not easy to collect and transmit intelligence.

And Santarim happens to have a dark intelligence network with a wide enough coverage.

"Deal. But I reserve the right to make the final decision on all actions. Zuo Si added.

"Yes. I think we should be able to start talking about the detailed plan by now. You know, there are a lot of these pesky rats. As he said this, Simon exuded a naked and undisguised cold and vicious aura all over his body.

In this way, after the two of them whispered for a while, Zuo Si got a list and address and returned to the hotel.

This list is full of the secret strongholds of the Santarim Order in the Ammu area, as well as a list of all those who believe in Ciric.

With it, you can easily catch these rats hiding in the dark and kill them one by one.

In addition to this, Simon also promised to gather as many Shirek believers as possible in the castle of Santil in the short term, and then plan a massacre.

Through this kind of internal and external collusion, the latter's delusion of seizing power will be completely destroyed. However, for Zuo Si, this kind of hunting activity is just another way to quickly replenish mana.

After all, since the establishment of the advanced profession of [Mystice], his demand for mana has reached such a level.

He even planned to take a walk around the mage towers of the other seven lichs as soon as he returned, and suck up all the energy they had stored on a daily basis.

"Good evening, Lord Soss. I heard that your remarks in today's debate were astonishing and impressed countless scholars from afar. As soon as Zuo Si walked into the door of the hotel, he heard a greeting from the owner, Winthrop.

He immediately turned around and responded with a smile: "It's not impressed, it's just throwing out some relatively novel ideas." By the way, do you have any recommendations for tonight? You know, I'm so hungry that I'm about to eat a cow. ”

"Hahahaha! Of course! Tonight's main course is beef stew with potatoes, as well as garlic roast chicken and mushroom soup, perfect for foodies like you. Winthrop recommended with a laugh.

This fat man, who weighed more than two hundred pounds, knew very well how picky the boy in front of him, who looked like he was only about ten years old, had a picky mouth.

In other words, Zuo Si is the most picky person he has ever seen in his life. So I don't dare to recommend those with strange tastes at all

"Dark cuisine".

"It's fantastic. Then give me a copy ......" Before Zuo Si could finish his words, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the hand that was reaching for his satchel, and then flicked it the head of the owner of this little hand at lightning speed.

Boom!

"Hey, young!" A girl who looked almost as big as him immediately squatted on the ground with her head covered, the place where her head was bounced was red, and her whole person was teary-eyed and showed an aggrieved expression.

"You're moving too slowly." Zuo Si pursed the corners of his mouth and laughed.

"Humph! I swear! Be sure to steal something from you. The girl gritted her teeth in disbelief.

…

"Aamon, how many times have I said that you are not allowed to steal from customers in the store." Winthrop yelled angrily.

The girl known as Amon rubbed her red and swollen forehead, and immediately stood up and retorted, "What's the matter with you! It's just a little game between me and Soth, and he acquiesces. ”

"Little bastard! Let you not learn well! I'm going to give you some color today! Winthrop grabbed a small stick and rushed out of the bar.

Seeing that he was about to be beaten, Ammon immediately grimaced, and then ran away without saying a word. The two chased and fled, putting on a good show for the guests who were eating and drinking in the hall.

Especially those who have lived in Candlefort for a long time have long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and they have applauded one after another.

There was even a gamble on whether the obese Winthrop would be able to catch the nimble little Aemon before he ran out of energy.

"It's a cozy scene, isn't it?" Yin Erminster, who was sitting in the corner with a pipe in his mouth, suddenly asked with a smile.

Zuo Si nodded lightly: "Yes, it's very warm." However, it is difficult to say how long this warmth will last. After all, the fate of the Sons of Baal is so bumpy, dark and bloody, you should know this best. ”

"You know the Son of Baal?" Yin Erminster raised an eyebrow in surprise. Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "Of course." Ammon, Aberdell, Shalophok, and now there are three of the sons of Baal in Candlecastle. To be honest, a girl like little Ammon who has an innocent personality and always likes to be mischievous and mischievous to have fun for herself, I can't imagine what she will become after awakening the bloodline of the God of Killing. ”

"Not just three, you're missing yourself. To some extent, you also have the divine power of the god of killing, Baal, flowing through your body, so you can also be counted as a son of Baal. Yin Erminster slowly spat out a wisp of white smoke from his mouth and added.

"No, you're wrong. I'm not a child of Baal. It won't be long before this remnant of divine power will disappear completely. Zuo Si retorted quietly.

Now the distance

Arlando the "Wise" predicted that there would be at least nine years before the son of Baal would stir up unrest. If he, as a traveling mage, can't handle the two divine powers in his body for such a long time, he can go directly to death.

What's more, Melissa, the final boss of the Son of Baal incident, was nothing more than a divine creature in the end, not a real god.

Yin Erminster stared into Zuo Si's eyes, trying to tell if this was a bluff or a confidence.

After a full minute, he took out a notebook from his bosom and threw it on the table, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Here, take it." That's what Silver Fire research is all about. Although I don't want it to be handed over to you, it is the will of the Goddess and I cannot disobey it. ”

"Oh? Has the newly appointed third-generation goddess of magic begun to gradually be assimilated by the priesthood? Zuo Si asked curiously, while picking up the notes and flipping through the contents.

"There is a price to be paid for any kind of power, and God is no exception. Moreover, the god of magic is inherently inherently incapable of resisting anything related to magic, even if it is evil and destructive. ”… Speaking of this, Yin Erminster sighed a little helplessly.

Because in the turbulent years, he had sealed the divine power and priesthood of the dead goddess of magic in his body, and he knew very well how strong that instinctive desire was.

And as the mortal part belonging to the mage Midnight fades away, the third generation of the goddess of magic has begun to become more and more like a true god, and is even considering taking it from the dark goddess Shar

Control of the "Shadow Web" and merge it with the existing one. Even at the cost of sacrificing what remains of his humanity and goodness to become a neutral, ruthless, and ruthless god of magic.

Zuo Si took about ten minutes to quickly read all of Yin Erminster's research on Silver Fire, and casually took out a card and returned it untouched in his notes.

"We're clear now. Also, if it's convenient, please bring a message to the harpists and tell them that there is a limit to my patience. If another Harpist League spy shows up at my side, I will kill them without mercy, and then find out all the secret strongholds of the Harpist League in Am's area and wipe them out. As he said this, Zuo Si turned and stared at the young woman dressed as a bard a few meters away.

The killing intent revealed in his eyes instantly made this guy, who was still playing the piano and singing one second, freeze in place the next second as if he had been immobilized, and cold sweats kept breaking out all over his body.

You don't need to ask to know that it was the Eye of Knowledge that Ogma had given that played a key role. By identifying the other person's clothing, grooming, and the musical instruments and weapons they carry.

It was easy to conclude that the woman who had suddenly appeared in the hotel in the last two days was a spy sent by the Harperists' League.

Just when Yin Erminster wanted to say something, Zuo Si unceremoniously spit out a word from his mouth: "Get out!" "Instantly!

The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to stop for even a second, picked up all her belongings and rushed straight out of the hotel, disappearing directly into the night.

Even in the presence of the Goddess of Magic's First Electorate, she still clearly felt the threat of death.

What's more, this move to send spies was originally a private act of one of the factions, and Yin Erminster himself did not know about it at all.

There is no doubt that Zuosi's sudden attack and the bard's desertion caused some disturbance in the inn.

But it didn't take long for calm to quickly regain its composure.

"You hate the Harpists League?" Yin Erminster was obviously not affected in any way, but took the card from his note and took it in his hand to examine it carefully.

"It seems to me that there is no essential difference between the Harpermen's League and the Santarin. No, maybe a little more disgusting. Because by eliminating the followers of Shirek, the rest of the Santarim had at least a clear goal, and they were acting for their own benefit. But the harpists are a bunch of neurotics who think they are presiding over justice, but are in fact pursuing cheap and disgusting ego. Many members of the Harpist League feel that they are fighting against evil, but they do not know that while fighting evil, they themselves have become part of evil. … Stealing, assassinating, poisoning, cheating, sabotage...... Look at what they're doing, is it any different from Santarin? Or is it okay to do whatever it takes to think it's for a good purpose? I don't deny that harpists have done many good things, but that doesn't mean that this can be a reason for them to trample on rules and laws and snoop on other people's privacy. Zuo Si did not hide it, and expressed his dislike of the Harpist League in a straightforward manner.

If the followers of Ciric are compared to the psychopaths and madmen of the evil camp, then the harpers are the psychopaths and madmen of the good camp.

With a decentralized, lax management approach, they often act on their own without the permission of their superiors, simply because they feel like they do so

"Correct", there is no small amount of chaos and damage caused by this. This is why most countries and cities have taken the same attitude towards the Harpists' League and the Santarin.

Hearing this sharp accusation, instead of getting angry, Yin Erminster showed a wry smile: "It seems that you seem to have misunderstood the harpist. At least as far as I know, they're not as bad as you describe. ”

"No, it's not a misunderstanding, it's that they violated my bottom line. Finally, before parting, I declare once again that I have no interest in your so-called struggle between good and evil, so don't bother me. If one day I stand on the opposite side of the Harpists' League, it must be forced by you. After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the reaction of the first elector of the goddess of magic, stood up and walked towards the upstairs guest room.

After all, everything that needs to be said has been said, and the next thing is to see if Yin Erminster can restrain those harpist executives who are about to move.

If he can't, then he will first unplug the stronghold in the Ascalla dock area as a warning.

As soon as she returned to the room, Yin Shadora, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately put down the book in her hand, opened her arms and threw herself at Zuo Si, constantly sniffing the latter's body, and her face showed unparalleled happiness and satisfaction.

After about half a minute, she reluctantly let go, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably because she was too excited and excited.

Zuo Si gently stroked the girl's soft long blond hair, and asked with a smile, "How are you doing today?" ”

"Not bad. I've read some books on magic as you asked, and I'm already able to perceive the web around me. But for the time being, there is no way to unleash any tricks. Yin Shadora hurriedly replied.

"Don't worry. The most taboo thing about learning magic is impatience. And in the process of learning magic, don't fall behind to exercise your mental strength. Zuo Si said seriously.

Clearly, he was trying to get the little guy to learn both arcane and psionic abilities at the same time. Anyway, as a native of the Faeron Continent, Yin Shadora doesn't need to accumulate the so-called like in the game

"Experience points", and even more, nothing

"Empirical Discipline". In addition, the main attribute of the psychic warlock itself is the same as that of the mage, so if you don't make good use of it, it will be a waste of this innate and powerful talent.

You must know that a girl who can awaken her spiritual talent at the age of six may have a high level of intelligence that is far beyond most people's imagination.

… This can be glimpsed from the previous civil strife that broke out in the Bernard family, and Yin Shadora was able to kill her long-planned father without much effort, and even turned him into a puppet under her control.

"Hmmm! I won't let you down. The girl solemnly assured. She is very smart and knows very well that the reason why she can be accepted by Zuo Si is because of the talent that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, as well as the rare and rare psychic ability.

If these talents can't be turned into power, then sooner or later, the relationship between the two will become estranged, or even strange.

This is almost unacceptable for a little girl who has been living in extreme loneliness and fear since she was six years old.

She had a hard time finding someone of her kind who could make her feel at ease, comfortable, and have a strong sense of attachment, so she would rather die than be abandoned one day.

The two of them discussed some magical topics in great intimacy, and then began to eat dinner brought by the innkeeper Winthrop himself.

Of course, Zuo Si didn't forget to take the opportunity to tease and cover his buttocks, obviously the little Aemon who was beaten.

The latter swore in a huffing swear that he would take revenge by stealing something from Zuosi before he left Candlecastle.

I have to say that although I didn't see Gliam and Aberdell on this trip to Candlekeep, the fun and interesting Aemon completely filled the regret.

But Zuo Si didn't know that the reason why he didn't see Aberdale was entirely because of the deliberate arrangement of some people.

At this moment, in the room on the fourth floor of the Central Castle, Glian had just put his adopted son to sleep, standing alone on the balcony blowing the refreshing sea breeze, condescendingly looking down on the entire Candle Castle.

I don't know how long it took, when the old mage with great strength began to feel the cold, he suddenly asked without looking back, "Jahira, are you sure that the elect of the goddess of poison and disease is coming for Aberdale?" ”

"No, I'm not sure. But I can assure you that Soth has divine power in his body that has been extracted from the heart of the murder god Baal. This means that he may be involved in the dispute over the son of Baal prophesied by Arlando. Jahira slowly emerged from the dark shadows.

"Is it another extremely threatening unstable factor...... "Glian immediately flashed a wary look when he heard this.

To be exact, he has been in tension and restlessness since adopting Baal's son.

For the value of the Son of God is self-evident to those evil organizations and forces. What's more, the remnants of Baal's churches and believers are also collecting the whereabouts of the Son of God, trying to bring it back for sacrifice so that the dead God can be resurrected.

Among them, Talona, who was once the god of Baal, is undoubtedly one of the objects to be guarded against.

Noticing her old friend's reaction, Jahira immediately suggested, "Yin Erminster is also in Candlecastle right now. Maybe you can talk to him. ”

"Yin Erminster?" Glian immediately shook his head.

"No! He has always been very cautious in his attitude towards the Sons of Baal, and even thinks that I will one day die at the hands of the Sons of Baal. So I don't trust him. ”…

"And what are you going to do now?" Jahira asked with great concern.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll take Aberdell out of Candlecastle for a while and get out of the limelight. Waterdeep might be a good choice. Glian said his thoughts in a tone that was not very certain.

"In that case, then Kalid and I will go with you. Anyway, we don't have any special tasks lately, so we should just take a break. With that, Jahira turned and glanced at the sleeping Son of Baal.

But Glian refused without hesitation: "No need. The road from Candlefort to Baldur's Gate is not far. When the time comes, we will buy two ferry tickets and take the sea route, and we should be able to reach Waterdeep City in no time. And you, as a harpist, are easily targeted by the Santarin, but it's safer for you to act alone than me. ”

"Okay, then I'll wish you a smooth journey." With that, Jahira disappeared again in the darkness without a trace.

…… Meanwhile, far away in the sewers of the Ascatra Hold Gold Mall, Irenikas is meeting a woman at his secret base.

"You're the one sent by the Emerald Society to contact me?" Irenikas narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the long, dark red-haired human mage.

Unlike those contacts before, he could clearly feel the amazing magical energy flowing in the other party's body, and understood that this was a seventeenth-level mage who could at least cast the Nine Rings spell.

"Hello, Lord Irenikas. My name is Reyn, and it's an honor to work with an archmage like you. The woman stroked her chest with one hand and performed a standard mage salute.

Since the neckline of the mage's robe is very low, you can clearly see the inside when you bend over

"Majestic" scenery. But it's a pity that Irenikas has already made countless clones of the elven queen Alistar in the secret base, and even raised three tree spirits near his bedroom as a tool to vent his desires, so he can't look down on the flawed and flawed body of the human woman at all, and asks bluntly: "What happened to the thing I entrusted you with last time?" ”

"I'm sorry, we failed. That Talona's electorate was much stronger than expected. Even if the organization dispatched two white dragons, a hundred-legged demon worm, and a number of ice trolls and winter wolves, they still did not test the opponent's hole cards. One thing is certain, though, is that he has an army of Shadows on standby. Lei Yin quietly told the failure of the Jade Society's high-level ambush on Zuo Si.

As the best disciple of Shangra, the Lord of Talismans, she has a lot of experience undercover and knows how to stir up conflicts between the two sides to the greatest extent possible, and then quietly achieve her ulterior goals.

"Failed?" Irenikas pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled sarcastically.

"I remember when you were bragging about yourself, you said that the Emerald Society was on a par with the masked mage." Lei Yin shrugged her shoulders innocently: "That's what they bragged about, and it has nothing to do with me." I'm only responsible for delivering the message. In addition, they asked me to inform you that if you are not dead set on that voter, you must join the ambush yourself. ”…

"Humph! What a bunch of rubbish, isn't it? Irenikas sneered.

"I couldn't agree more. In fact, I have a better idea, I don't know if you'd be interested in listening to it. Rein offered with a smile on her face.

"Oh-" Irenikas seemed to sense something, and deliberately dragged out a long note, then raised his hand in a gesture of please.

After receiving permission, Rein immediately revealed the plan she had prepared in advance. Her idea is simple, and it is not difficult to operate.

That was for Irenikas to pretend to cooperate with the Emerald Society's higher-ups first, and find a way to get the latter to launch a second attack.

In this way, Lei Yin was able to go to Zuo Si in advance and establish a cooperative relationship with him by betraying the top management of the Jade Society.

After becoming the leader of the Emerald Society, he will be connected through a partnership, and finally let Irenikas get what he wants.

Of course, in addition to this, she has to complete the task assigned by the Lord of Runes, Shangra. I have to say that the plan proposed by Rein is indeed quite tempting.

At least in the eyes of Irenikas, who did not dare to directly confront the wrath of a god, this was the only chance he could learn about his divine powers.

So after thinking about it for a while, he quickly agreed to cooperate. As for the high-ranking who betrayed the Emerald Society.

Sorry, Irenikas never saw those idiots as allies, but as tools to be used.

Now that there are better options, who cares about the life or death of a mere group of tool men? When Lei Yin turned around and left the sewer, Ba Di, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally walked out slowly and asked meaningfully, "Do you believe her?" ”

"It doesn't matter if you trust or distrust. In my eyes, she is no different from the higher-ups of the Emerald Society, they are all tools that can be used, nothing more. By the way, how many descendants have you developed now? Irenikas asked abruptly.

"About forty or so. What's wrong? Are you going to use them? Badi quickly gave an exact number.

In order to avoid being discovered by the Shadow Thieves, the Temple of the Good Deities, and the Knights of the Burning Heart, she tends to be very careful when transforming new vampires and derivative bodies, and spends most of her time hiding in the labyrinthine tunnels of the cemetery, not trying to infiltrate the wealthy merchants and nobles for the time being.

"Let all of these vampires participate in the next attack of the Emerald Society." Irenikas commanded bluntly.

"What do you mean...... Openly working with that woman, and then secretly still trying to capture the elect of the goddess of poison and disease? Badi's eyes lit up slightly, and he instantly understood what his brother wanted to do.

Irenikas replied with a grim expression, "That's right! Forty vampires, plus several high-level mages, and a large number of monsters and low-level undead as cannon fodder. It took a lot of work for me to cope with it myself. If that voter can pass this test, I will see him as someone who can be traded on an equal footing. If not, then come and be my captive and test subject. ”

"Understood, I'll arrange it." … Badi licked her seductive red lips and quickly turned into a bat and disappeared into the dark sewers.

…… While the drama of conspiracy and betrayal is brewing in Ascalla, the capital of Am, a long-planned rebellion is also taking place in the Nerainsel Islands, far away in the middle of the sea.

It was none other than the one who started the rebellion, exactly

One of Captain Bloodhand's most trusted men, he was once personally appointed to raise the ransom for Eric.

As for the object of the rebellion, it was, of course, Harrett himself. In fact, the conflict between the two began when the ransom was paid and the entire pirate gang returned to the sea.

As Mook's rebellion caused Harrett to lose almost all of his savings, he not only became extremely greedy and deliberately found excuses to withhold his share of profits, but also showed a strong distrust of everyone.

To know

One of the biggest reasons why the name "Bloody Hand" captain has such a high appeal is that the crew can get far more wealth than their peers.

But now, Harrett smashed his own sign with his own hands, and he has lost his original self-confidence. In the end, the contradictions accumulated deeper and deeper, until one day everyone felt that they couldn't bear it anymore, and began to secretly put Eric in tandem to promote Eric as the new captain and start a rebellion.

Looking at the corpse-strewn beach, and Harlett, who was seriously injured and half-kneeling on the ground, Eric with short brown hair and beard took a deep breath and said with a complicated expression: "Surrender, captain." This is the last time I'll call you Captain. I promise you, as long as you lay down your arms and surrender, I can allow you to return to shore with a small boat and two thousand gold coins to retire. ”

"Phew! Want me to lay down my arms and surrender? Dream on! Harrett sneered and spat on blood.

Because he was well aware that there was never a precedent for a rebellion within the pirates to end in a peaceful form. Whether it is the one who initiates the rebellion or the one who suppresses the rebellion, they will ruthlessly drive out the other party.

"Alas—in that case, then I'll have to send you to hell." Eric sighed slightly, and immediately activated the magic necklace around his neck.

Before they could react to what was happening, a fireball shot out of the gem beneath the necklace, and then blasted all the diehards, including Harlett, into the sky.

Rumble!!! The skyrocketing flames and heat swept through everything within a radius of several meters. No one thought that this warrior, who looked like he had a big waist and a round waist, actually hid a magic prop that could release the three-ring [Fireball Technique].

Wait for the scorching magic flames to disappear, and the name will be famous

Captain Bloody Hand has been reduced to a charred corpse and is completely history. When the rest of the pirates saw this, they immediately raised their blood-stained weapons and cheered loudly.

"Win! We won! ”

"Hallett is dead! From now on, Eric is our captain! ”

"Long live the great Captain Eric!" All of a sudden, all kinds of roars and wild laughter were endless. Because

The name "Bloody Hand" was so frightening that many of the pirates involved in the rebellion believed that their chances of success were very low, and that they would be brutally suppressed.

… But now, the fear that was held in the bottom of my heart can finally be vented. However, Eric did not join the pirates' revelry, but walked straight to Harlett's corpse, cut off his head with a scimitar, and quickly burrowed into the bushes not far away.

When he saw the familiar figure, he immediately knelt down on one knee and respectfully offered his head with both hands.

"Master, I succeeded in killing Harait as you commanded. Now that I'm the new captain of this pirate fleet, I ask for your instructions on what to do next. ”

"What's next? The next step, of course, is to wage war on all the pirates in the entire Nelanthel Islands. Tell them to surrender or die. There is no second way. With a low, hoarse voice, the man who was shrouded in a wide robe slowly took off his hood, revealing an old face.

He was none other than the recent meeting of the organization's internal organization

Vanessa of the "Theory of Sea Power". You don't need to ask to know that this rebellion against Harlet is actually his handiwork.

"But...... With our current numbers, we can't fight so many pirates. Once they unite, even Am's navy will be afraid of three points. Eric said with a look of embarrassment.

But Vanessa replied disapprehantly, "Don't worry. In a few days, I'll send a group of apprentices who can perform the Three-Ring Fireball Technique. With them, those ordinary pirate ships are as fragile as moving targets. And don't bury the corpses of dead pirates, I'll turn them all into undead creatures and put them under your control. ”

"Undead? Mage?! Eric suddenly became excited. Because of the current naval battle in Faerun, long-range attacks basically rely on catapults, ballistas, bed crossbows and traditional bows and arrows, and the hit rate can be described as quite touching.

So most of the time, the pirates didn't bother to bother with that effort, but just leaned on to jump and fight.

If there is a mage on whose ship can perform the fireball technique, it is equivalent to evolving from the Middle Ages to the Age of Discovery, and can directly deal a fatal blow to the opponent from a distance of one or two hundred meters.

Moreover, the mage uses mental power to lock and aim, and the hit rate is not known to be many times higher than that of the original artillery.

Not much, as long as there were two or three of these mages, coupled with a fireball wand or a few scrolls, Eric was confident that he would not be able to find the north of his peers.

Not to mention the fact that there is also a large group of undead who have no fear and obey their fate.

"That's right. These apprentices will not only help you defeat the pirates, but they will also help you build a city or even a country on the island. As long as you're good enough and loyal, I'll consider making you king or lord. But remember, if you dare to think anything else, then Harlett's fate is a lesson learned. As he said this, Vanessa's tone was full of warning.

Having lived in Zazespor, very close to the Racing Channel and the Nærancer Islands, he was well aware of the chaotic nature of pirates.

If it weren't for the fact that Vermes and the strange thing couldn't get away for the time being, the newborn lich would even want to directly modify the brain of the guy in front of him, so that he would forever become a slave who obeys his orders.

… Eric bowed his head deeply and said in the most humble tone, "Rest assured, I haven't been stupid enough to betray a powerful spellcaster like you. That's no different from killing yourself. I'm not Harrett, and I'm not as arrogant as he is. I have always been very clear about my catties, and I have no ambitions, I just hope that I can have a home, and then live peacefully until I die. ”

"People are self-aware. I'm glad you're such a person. Alright, now go and accept Harlett's legacy. Strive to integrate them as soon as possible, and then launch a battle to unify the Nlancel Islands. With that, Vanessa opened a portal and returned to the Mage Tower that Zosi had built in Askatra.

He plans to use Harlett's head for a valuable bounty from the Amm government.

Seeing the lich leave, Eric quickly got up from the ground, his eyes shining strangely, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Establish a city and a country on the Nelanthel Islands?" Looks like I got the bet right this time. Dear Captain Bloody Hand, thank you for giving me a chance, a chance to change my fate. When I become a lord or even a king, I will definitely repay you. For example, marry your beautiful daughter who is secretly hiding as a wife, and then taste her charming mother by the way. Rest assured, when my son is born, I will definitely name him Harlett. I will tell him the legend of you, and let him worship you from the bottom of his heart, and then inherit everything you have ......" With these murderous remarks, Eric quickly reverted to his usual righteous and bold appearance, and returned to mingle with everyone among the reveling pirates.

He didn't even notice that a soul that could not be seen with the naked eye was floating above Harlett's headless corpse at the moment, exuding a strong resentment that words could not describe.

And this resentment makes it impossible for the soul to go to the world of the dead at all, but to stay where it is and frantically absorb the negative energy gathered by blood and dead corpses around it.

Revenge! This is the last obsession of Harlett's soul. Especially when Eric stretched out his sinful hand to his daughter and mistress, that unforgettable hatred instantly broke through the sky, making it inevitably transform in the direction of ghosts and resentful spirits.

Not only that, but he also plunged headlong into the sea, fused with the sunken battleship at the bottom of the sea, restrained all the souls in the cabin that had not yet gone to the world of the dead, and then infected and assimilated with his strong negative feelings.

All of a sudden, the entire ocean floor was shrouded in eerie darkness.......