Departing from Mintan Island, the fleet followed the northward monsoon across the Korin Islands, arriving at the Whalebone Islands in a few days.

By the time Zoth landed, there were few living people on the island, except for the sailors of the Nellantel fleet and the few captives left behind.

Because it was originally a gathering place for pirates, there were no civilians on the island except for pirates and unscrupulous merchants.

Therefore, in the process of attacking, the two lichs responsible for providing magical support unceremoniously used the Death Cloud Technique and the Stinky Cloud Technique, which can kill a wide area, and combined with hundreds of undead creatures, the two main strongholds were easily slaughtered.

Although the pirates also employ several mages and warlocks, their cast levels are too low to withstand the combination of dead clouds and undead.

In addition to this, there are also a very few priests of the goddess of the sea, Ambori, who were killed in the melee.

In short, under the crushing of absolute power, the pirates of the Whalebone Islands were pushed flat without any wind and waves at all.

Looking at the army of the undead who had been resurrected into zombies or skeletons by necromantic magic, Zuo Si suddenly asked without looking back, "How many low-level undead creatures do you have in your hands now?"

"Hmm...... Counting the previous ones, there are almost more than 100,000. However, most of them were used as laborers, and they were not equipped with enough weapons and armor."

Vanessa looked down and thought for a moment, and quickly came up with a figure that was very ambiguous.

After all, the work of transforming the undead is often accompanied by the killing of enemies.

For example, the pirates who attacked the Whalebone Islands today, the relatively well-preserved corpses will be transformed into undead after the battle.

In the same way, if anyone in the organization discovers a monster tribe in the wild, such as orcs, gnolls, goblins, goblins, bear goblins, ogres, and trolls, they will also notify Vanessa, who is good at necromantic magic, to go to harvest.

Therefore, it is not easy to make accurate statistics when the pieces add up.

In addition, there will be a certain amount of loss when used as cannon fodder, so even Vanessa, who controls these undead creatures, does not know how many low-level undead there are under his command.

Normally, he would only count undead who could be transformed into ghouls, gobirches, mungeons, etc., with a slightly more advanced level or some intelligence.

Because although the number of the former sounds very large, if you encounter high-level priests and holy warriors, they can often kill a large number of people with just one dispel or positive energy divine technique.

This is also why in Faerun, there has never been a "natural disaster of the undead" or anything like that.

Even the red-robed wizards who control a large number of undead creatures are mainly composed of living humans, dwarves, orcs, orcs and other humanoids, as well as a few constructs.

It's really such a thing as an undead natural disaster, and it is too restrained in the Faeron Continent, which is full of divine magic users.

Only if the opponent does not have any decent spellcasters can he give full play to the huge advantage brought by numbers.

"One hundred thousand? Looks like you're going to need to control the number cap a bit. You must know that controlling so many undead creatures will definitely attract the special of some gods and extremely followers." Zuo Si reminded in a low voice. ….

"I don't need you to tell me that. However, most of the low-level undead are placed on deserted islands to farm, and some are thrown into dark mines, so you don't have to worry too much. Compared to that, I'm very interested in the special life that the vampire queen named Badi gave birth to."

As she said this, Vanessa's eyes flashed with chilling excitement and curiosity.

You must know that the pregnancy of an undead creature alone is already very incredible, not to mention that it may also be related to the sage of the gods.

If it weren't for the lack of permission, he would have even wanted to rush into the sewers of the Askatla Cemetery and cut open Badi's belly to see what secrets were hidden inside.

"Don't worry, we'll go back to this when Luskan is done. I think that thing is better than the Arcane Brothers

It's going to be a lot harder." Zuo Si replied meaningfully.

"Could it be a demigod or a god?" Vanessa guessed in a tone of uncertainty that wasn't quite right.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly, "Probably not. Because I didn't feel the presence of divine power and divine sparks. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it was because the remaining power of that Sage was too weak to form a stable core. But one thing is for sure, and that's that it's at least a legendary creature with great power."

Vanessa agreed, "That's what I'm interested in. And I don't think it's possible that something like this could have happened naturally, otherwise it would have happened long ago when Irenikas was torturing the Sage. Maybe some god, demon lord, or devil duke is plotting something."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the last thing in this world is always all kinds of intrigues and unexpected enemies. Whatever the hell is going to do, we're in control of this most important prop right now." There was a hint of nonchalance in Zuo Si's tone.

If there was anything he was most impressed about by the Faeron Continent, it must be the conspiracy that was set layer after layer.

Especially when you are entrusted with the investigation of some special cases, when you feel that you are very close to the truth, you will suddenly find that there is a hidden force behind the murderer.

When you work hard to eradicate this force, you find that the other party is only deceived and manipulated, and there is a deeper hidden mastermind.

In short, the more important and far-reaching an event is, the more likely it is that there will be more than one participant behind it.

Take the son of Baal as an example, at first his adoptive father Grion was raided and killed, followed by an iron mine crisis and a large number of thieves cutting off trade routes, and then it was investigated that the Iron Throne was the mastermind.

After returning to Candle Castle, he found out that the real culprit was Shalophok, who was also the son of Baal.

And that's just the beginning of a legendary adventure!

Then there is the battle between Amm and Irenikas to reclaim their soul and divinity

After a difficult battle of the Five Descents, it was only in the end that he discovered that the real mastermind behind it was Melisandre, who seemed to be helping the Son of Baal on the surface, but actually betrayed the murder god he served, and wanted to seize divinity and divine power to become a goddess. ….

It can be said that the Son of Baal incident is the epitome of the serial conspiracy of the entire Feron continent.

In the same way, if you want to completely destroy the Arcane Brotherhood and take Luskan now, you need to face not only the enemies in front of you, but also the Santarin, the Red Wizards, and other forces that you don't know yet.

As for the strange life like the one conceived in Badi's belly, it may involve even more.

So Zuo Si is very patient, knowing that the other party will come out on his own sooner or later, and he doesn't need to spend so much effort and energy to investigate.

Just as Vanessa was about to say something, a very young-looking apprentice walked up from a distance and whispered, "Master, new news has just come back from Luskan's side, that there has been a rebellion within the Arcane Brotherhood. The four tower masters united to overthrow Aklem Grace's rule, causing him to flee with serious injuries."

"Oh? When's the time!" The lich's eyes lit up instantly.

If this news is true, then this is the perfect time to attack the main tower of the Arcane Brotherhood.

"It was about two days ago. However, due to a little accident in the transmission process, the news could not be sent back in the first place. At present, this incident has shocked the whole of the Northlands, and it is said that Neverwinter has united many towns to send troops to confront the army of Luskan on the border."

There was a palpable ecstasy in the apprentice's tone.

Because it means that the whole of Luskan is in a state of defenselessness at the moment.

"Looks like we've got to move a little faster." Vanessa touched her chin with a sinister expression.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "You really have to move faster. Inform everyone to board the ship now, it will be a few days before you get from the Whalebone Islands to Luskan. Hope ours

The fleet can attack before they can react."

"No, I mean let's take a detour around the back of the Scan's army, and cooperate with the Neverwinter coalition forces to encircle and annihilate their last living forces first.

Then march on both sides of the waterway at the same time, so that the city will completely lose the will to resist and surrender itself.

After all, as you've said before, Neverwinter and his allies may not be of much use militarily, but politically they can provide legitimacy and legitimacy to our capture of Luskan.

So I think it's a good idea to get them more involved."

Vanessa spoke her mind with great interest.

"From our standpoint, it's not a good thing to be too close to Neverwinter, especially to have them join in the attack on Luskan.

You see, the Church of Tyre, the god of justice, and the Paladins are very resolute in their approach to the undead, and there is almost no possibility of compromise.

Therefore, it is not a problem to join forces with the army to encircle and destroy Luskan, but it must not be allowed to enter the walls of Luskan.

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome for us to use the army of the undead and carry out a purge of existing vested interests."

Zuo Si did not hesitate to reject the lich's proposal.

He didn't want the whole plan to make a fuss when it was about to succeed. ….

"Alright, I'll let Eric take charge of dealing with Neverwinter and try not to use undead creatures and undead transformation spells in front of them."

With that, Vanessa quickly began to give orders for the sailors who had rested for a day to re-board the ship.

After about an hour, the huge fleet set off from the bay, aiming for the final destination of the trip, Luskan, the "City of a Thousand Sails".

Just as the fleet set sail, Achillm Grace was finally transformed into a lich with the help of the Lust.

Feeling the new body filled with negative energy, without noticing any aging, exhaustion, and lack of energy, he couldn't help but show an extremely satisfied expression.

"It feels...... It's awesome! There are simply no words to describe it! It's no wonder that capable mages do everything they can to transform themselves into lichs. Endless lifespan, an indefatigable spirit, the life box that can never be killed as long as it exists, and the ability to maintain absolute sanity without being bothered by all kinds of physical desires is exactly what the mage dreams of."

"If you like it, if you like. Besides, I'll keep this lifebox for the time being, so I don't think you have any opinions, right?"

The Lust Demon gently shook the small box in his hand that radiated the aura of necromantic magic.

She didn't have to ask to know that she was reminding the other party that she was the one who was in charge of the next series of actions.

"Of course. It is an honour to serve the Grand Duke of Disbarth."

Akerum Grace touched his chest with one hand and bowed deeply, both in his eyes and in his movements, he showed extremely obedience, and did not want to snatch back the life box that was related to his life and death.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but his cautious personality makes him unwilling to act rashly before figuring out the opponent's strength and hole cards.

Because he knew that the real devil was often very different from what was written in the books.

Especially the guy who is sent to the material world to carry out a mission, in addition to his own natural ability, he will also have a certain professional level.

The demon in front of him can help him complete the ritual of transforming into a lich, and he must have a very high attainment in necromantic magic.

Even if he's not a mage, he's a warlock.

What's more, Aklem Grace also wants to use the other party's power to kill back and kill all those traitors.

Lust nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, I like your attitude now. With time being tight, let's stop talking nonsense and get to action."

With that, she reached out and pushed open the door behind her.

Moment!

A group of guys dressed as two dozen adventurers appeared out of thin air in the courtyard outside the door

Zili.

Since more than half of them had red scales, claws, horns, and tails, it was easy to recognize that they had purgatory blood flowing through them.

You don't need to ask to know that these guys are all people who were sent to Faeron by another Deep Hell Purgatory to collect information about Zuo Si.

But now, they have all been summoned by the higher-ranking Lust to assist Aklem Grace in his return to Luskan and regain control of the Arcane Brotherhood.

"Well, are you happy with these helpers?" Desirer asked with a smile. ….

"I couldn't be more satisfied. Come on, I just happened to sneak a back door in the Mage Tower. It's time for those damned traitors to pay the price for their ungrateful and despicable actions, blood and death......

Immediately after gritting his teeth, Aklem Grace began chanting a spell that opened the teleportation between the safe house and the Luskan Mage Tower.

As the founder of the entire Arcane Brotherhood, it was naturally impossible for him not to leave some behind-the-scenes in the Mage Tower.

This was the case with the teleportation runes used to escape before, and the same is true for this secret teleportation channel now.

If the tower owners can quickly elect a leader who is convincing to everyone after the rebellion is over, and then comb through the entire mage tower from beginning to end, they may be able to clear these hidden dangers.

It's a pity that none of the four tower masters obeyed anyone, and in the end, the two joined forces to form a situation of division and confrontation.

Not to mention cleaning up the hidden dangers inside the mage tower, they didn't even dare to approach the area controlled by the other party, and could only barely maintain this delicate balance.

Soon, under the command of the Lust Demon, this team of lords of the second layer of hell entered the army.

As soon as they passed through the portal, they found themselves in a hidden underground warehouse with no doors or entrances.

It's surrounded by piles of things excavated from various ancient ruins in the Northlands.

Some of them are energy-emitting idols, statues of demons and demons, and others are broken magical objects left over from the Nethrel era.

The most conspicuous of these is the Core of Mythera, which is placed in the center and protected by a powerful barrier.

"Where did you get this thing?!"

The Demon was visibly startled by the astonishing energy emanating from the core of Mythera.

She had no idea that the Arcane Brotherhood, which was regarded as a third-rate spellcaster organization, would still have such a hole card hidden.

Know that the Core of Mythra, the work of Netherel at the height of its civilization, is capable of making a floating city as large as a mountain peak float in the sky, and providing energy for improvised temporary magical items within a radius of one and a half kilometers around it.

Even back then, only those who had reached the rank of Grand Arcanist were eligible to obtain a core of Mithera and start building their own floating city.

Akelim Grace replied with a slight hint, "Found deep in the ruins of a floating city. However, I don't know if it was the Goddess of Magic's change in the rules of the magic web, or if it was damaged during the fall, in short, it has become very unstable now, and without the protection of the enchantment, it is like a super arcane bomb that can explode at any time."

"Where's the power? How powerful is it?" Lust narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

"I think we can probably raze the entire Luskan and all the surrounding buildings and roads to the ground, and form a permanent area of dead magic or chaotic magic." Aklem Grace guessed in a tone of uncertainty that wasn't quite right.

Since the complete demise of the Netherel civilization, many techniques have been lost, and only the remaining Grand Arcanists still have some in their hands. ….

So he didn't know exactly how the core of Mithera worked, or how devastating it could be if used as a bomb.

"Excellent! Looks like we've got a hole card against Soth, don't we?"

The Demon of Lust approached with a light step, reaching out and gently caressing the huge crystal, as well as the Demon within

The manic primordial energy extracted from the net, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a playful smile appeared.

Especially when she spread her wings to show her almost perfect golden ratio figure, it suddenly made everyone present feel a kind of dark beauty of corruption and depravity.

Although many people mistakenly think that the succubus of the demons and the lust of the demons are the same kind of creatures, both exist to lure mortals to fall.

But there's a huge difference between the two.

Among them, the succubus is the one who uses desire to make mortals unknowingly walk into a well-orchestrated trap, until they are completely immersed in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Their ability to draw life and energy from kissing and other intimate acts is a testament to this.

But the same beautiful and capable of inducing infinite reverie does not have even one of the similar abilities.

The latter are formidable evil warriors and spellcasters, capable of quickly cutting into the battlefield with their flying abilities and killing all enemies in a fraction of the time.

Although many devil dukes prefer to use the beautiful appearance of these creatures to do some work similar to that of succubi.

The biggest difference between the two is that succubi are not good at and do not like to fight head-on, while lust demons are the opposite.

"You want to blow up my Mage Tower and all of Luscan?" Aklem Grace subconsciously frowned.

Lust Demon smiled and shook his head, "No, I'm just going to use it as a bargaining chip in negotiations. Don't forget, even if you manage to reclaim everything that belongs to you, the current power of the Arcane Brotherhood and Luskan will not be enough to fight against Soth. So we have to find a way to push him back first."

"What if he doesn't eat it? You're not really going to blow up everything I've built up in the last ten or twenty years, are you?" Aklem Grace's tone became stern.

You must know that both the Arcane Brotherhood and Luskan are extremely important things in his eyes, and they are important tools to realize their ambitions.

"It's better to destroy with your own hands than to leave it to the enemy. Don't forget, you're now a lich with an infinite lifespan, and you can start all over again if you destroy it. For the Lich anyway, the last thing they need is time." Lust shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"No! No way! I would never agree with you doing this. Luskan and the Arcane Brotherhood are mine, and you have no right to dispose of it."

Not surprisingly, Achillm Grace erupted in opposition.

It's a pity that this strong opposition disappeared without a trace soon after the demon pointed at the life box.

It was only then that he realized that he was no longer the leader of the Arcane Brotherhood, but a small lich under the control of the Hell Lord.

Many times, he has no choice but to obey the orders given by the other party. ….

Of course, between the incredible power and unstable state of Thella's core, the desire demon did not rush to move, but ordered two people to stay and take charge of guarding.

As for the others, they followed behind Aklem Grace and began to raid various areas of the Mage's Tower through hidden secret doors, and all those involved in the rebellion were mercilessly slaughtered.

And those who did not participate and surrendered on their knees at the first time were immediately incorporated into the counteroffensive team and rushed to the forefront as cannon fodder to prove their loyalty.

With the prestige he had accumulated and his familiarity with the inner workings of the Mage Tower, it didn't take much effort for him to control the entire lower area.

Since the early warning system was turned off as soon as the battle began, the tower masters and high-level mages in the upper echelons who were still fighting for power did not realize that they were in a catastrophe.

When Aklem Grace regained control of the Tower and entered with the men, each of them had a look of shock, bewilderment, panic, and disbelief on their faces.

"You...... How dare you come back?!"

The Lord of the North Tower suddenly rose from his chair.

Obviously, in his mind, the founder of the Arcane Brotherhood should have been hiding somewhere, if not seriously injured or killed

Silently licking the wound in a well-known corner.

But the rebellion has only been a few days away, and the other party has not only come back, but also has a strong subordinate.

"Humph! You didn't expect me to come back so soon, did you?"

Aklem Grace grinned with a cruel cat and mouse grin.

As a man who is bound to take revenge, he is extremely happy at the moment with the pleasure of being about to succeed in revenge.

There is nothing more to look forward to than watching the enemy manifest his horror and despair in front of him, and then devouring him alive little by little.

"Damn! This guy has the help of the devil!"

The Lord of Sita saw the Demon and the Infernal Bloodline mercenaries behind her, alerting the others in the room loudly.

From the moment Aklem Grace appeared, the contradictions that had erupted in their previous struggle for power no longer existed.

Instead, a concerted effort must be made to address this greatest threat.

"Witch...... Lich! Aklem Grace has successfully transformed himself into a lich!"

Another high-level mage seemed to have sensed something through detection magic, and his face changed drastically.

After all, before this, the last thing the entire Arcane Brotherhood and even the forces of the Northland wanted was Aklem Grace successfully transforming himself into a lich and gaining near-eternal life.

But now, the most worrying outcome lies ahead of them.

"Hahahaha! That's right! I'm already a lich! And you ...... Today I will be punished with the most severe punishment under my monstrous wrath."

With a burst of creepy laughter, Aklem Grace's body instantly released a cold and creepy aura.

Several young apprentices seemed to see some terrifying effect, and immediately lost their will to resist in fright, turned around and wanted to run out. ….

But before they could take a few steps, they were struck by evil necromancy and turned into two lifeless corpses.

Dread Aura, an ability that can only be obtained by the most top-notch, most powerful undead creatures.

Obviously, ordinary apprentices and low-level mages could not even resist in the face of this kind of power, and their wills and hearts would be crushed in an instant.

However, the four tower masters are not vegetarians either, and when they realized the power of Aklem Grace, one of them immediately summoned their pets, two carefully cultivated and domesticated pterosaurs.

Several others have also begun to prepare spells, activate magic items and scrolls, intending to have a head-on spell confrontation with Aklem Grace.

Just as a magic battle was about to break out, a portal suddenly appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Next Second......

A man in a bright red robe walked out from the other side of the portal.

He first looked around, and then took the initiative to speak, "Guys, if you don't mind, can you listen to me before the fight?"

"Who are you?"

A hint of alarm flashed in Aklem Grace's eyes.

Although he had already judged the approximate identity of the other party from the dress and the conspicuous black tattoo on his bald head, he still had to confirm it.

"My name is Aznar Slull, and I'm sure you've heard of it." The man gave his name meaningfully.

Moment!

Either Aklem Grace was there. The other four tower masters and high-level mages all showed expressions of surprise or surprise.

Because they really couldn't figure out why the chief of a red-robed wizard would take a huge risk from Searle, on the other side of the continent, to the barren Northlands.

Previously, although the Arcane Brotherhood cooperated with the red-robed wizards, their level was limited to the level of the concession.

In other words, the higher-ups of the latter do not think much of the former at all.

But Aznar Slur took advantage of this gap and used a kind of untightness

He said slowly, "By now, you should all know who your real enemy is.

That's right, it's the young man who has only suddenly risen in the last two years.

Right now, his fleet is approaching Luskan, and he could be under the city at any moment.

At this time, the most important thing to do is to temporarily put aside the grievances between each other and join hands to deal with foreign enemies."

"You want me to spare these traitors?"

Realizing the other party's intentions, Aklem Grace's gaze quickly became hostile.

Because he thinks that this guy may be on the opposite side of himself.

"No, not to let go, but to put it down temporarily. At least in dealing with our common enemy, we need to unite all the forces that can be united, and don't forget, if Luskan is captured, then even if you succeed in revenge today, it will be meaningless." Aznar Slur patiently explained.

As the chief of the red-robed wizards, he is undoubtedly a powerful legendary mage.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to become the head of a faction within the parliament and be at the forefront of the confrontation with Sazastan.

It's just that Aznar Slur prefers to use the art of language to persuade the other party to cooperate with his actions rather than using violent means. ….

"What is your purpose? Or what do you want to do with us?" Aklem Grace said vigilantly.

"Capture this young elect, of course, and get from his body the power of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, to control all plagues, and to crack the mysteries of silver fire that the goddess of magic has given to the elect. And I promise that when this is done, not only will you be allowed to participate in the research, but you will also be able to share all the results."

Aznar Slur did not hesitate to state the purpose of the trip and set the conditions.

In fact, the reason for his idea was the plague that had swept through the Northland not long ago, and the orcs were near extinct.

It was through this plague that the high-level red-robed wizards realized the value of Zuo Si as a super strategic weapon.

As for the silver fire bestowed on the elect by the goddess of magic, the chiefs have long been covetous.

It's a pity that several operations against Yinerminster, Kelburn, Laila and Xinbu ended in fiasco, and over time no one dared to fight their ideas again.

Think differently!

He has had a very short time to gain the power of voters, and he is certainly not as strong as those old voters in the eyes of the outside world.

In addition, this war made some of the chief of the red-robed wizards see an opportunity, so they decided to intervene with Aznar Slull.

Garnier's unauthorized actions were in fact gaining their acquiescence and support.

Akerum Grace is clearly hesitating!

Because he knew very well that compared to the red-robed wizards, his Arcane Brotherhood was an insignificant small organization, and there were still a lot of "anti-bones" in the organization who wished they were dead.

If they agree, then it is difficult to guarantee that those tower masters and high-level mages who participated in the rebellion will regain the strength to fight against them with the support of the other party.

But if you don't agree, the chief in front of you alone will be enough to drink a pot for yourself, and counting those traitors, even with the help of the devil, it will be difficult to take advantage of anything.

After a long silence, the demon finally came out from behind and said with a smile, "We agreed to this cooperation. But there is one thing, after the deed of Soth, the soul of Soth must be mine."

Aznar Slull replied without thinking, "No problem. I wish us a happy cooperation. If you don't mind, can you tell me you're serving that Duke of Hell?"

"Lord of the Second Layer of Hell, Grand Duke Disbart." The demon directly reported the name of his master.

Because she knew that this signboard alone could make the sinister and cunning mage in front of her jealous.

"Ah! A great devil to be respected and feared, and it is an honor for me to be able to work with his men. If you don't mind, I think we should find a quiet place to talk about the details, don't you think?" Aznar S

Ruhr quickly extended the invitation.

The red-robed chief had already discovered that it was no longer Aklem Grace who could really call the shots of the Arcane Brotherhood, but the devil with amazing beauty in front of him.

"Hehe, yes. I also happen to have a secret to share with you. I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to win him." ….

With that, the Demon of Lust walked towards the next room with Aznar Slull, oblivious to the tension around him.

Because both of them knew that this Arcane Brotherhood infighting could no longer be fought.

At least Aklem Grace no longer has an absolute advantage after losing the support of the devil, and those tower masters and high-level mages do not dare to act rashly, so they can only wait for the result.

I have to say that things have developed far beyond their expectations at this point.

But what made these people even more unexpected was that Manson, who had just listened to Simonmon's report in Santilburg, also made an astonishing decision.

Without even informing anyone, he teleported with a few of his men to a wooden house in the woods on the outskirts of Luskan.

It's a secret stronghold of the Santarim Society, and even the pervasive harpists don't know about it.

"Mentor, are you sure you want to do this? Soth is not an easy person to deal with, and he has an unusually strong sense of revenge. If these actions are discovered by him, then the Santil Fort ......."

Before Simon could finish speaking, Manson immediately interrupted, "No, you're wrong, my apprentice. Controlling the dark intelligence web for a long time has made you lose your aggressiveness and courage to challenge the strong. Remember, a threat is just a threat until it's actually acted. Never let a threat scare you, let alone make it a shackle that restricts your movements. Admittedly, the abilities that Soth possesses are terrifying, but so what? Don't we have less trouble now?"

"What if he does unleash the plague around Fort Santil?" Simon asked cautiously.

"It's easy! Then send out all those infected with the plague, and expand the area of influence of the plague tenfold, a hundredfold. At that time, we don't need to take action, and those holy warriors and the Church of Good Gods, who claim to be righteous, will come forward. If he can threaten us with the plague, why can't we go back?"

Obviously, Manson is worthy of being the founder and supreme leader of the Santarin Society, and he found a way to crack it at once.

And he can also use these plagues to weaken his enemies and the countries he wants to invade, so that they will inevitably descend into civil strife.

As a typical evil mage, he doesn't care about the lives of civilians, only whether he can achieve his ambitions and goals.

If so, then it doesn't matter if you sacrifice the entire inhabitants of Santil Fort.

"I see!" It dawned on him, and he immediately realized that he had been led into a misunderstanding by his opponent. "So, this time we're on the side of the Arcane Brotherhood?"

"It's not just the Arcane Brotherhood, but also several red-robed wizard chiefs. Just when those concessions were attacking our intelligence network, I received some secret letters. So it's an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

As he said this, Manson's tone revealed a strong longing.

Silver Fire!

The core and primordial power of the magic web, which belongs only to the goddess of magic.

As long as he can seize this power, he can rise above all arcane spellcasters, and even become a demigod. ….

Zuo Si didn't know that he had unwittingly become the so-called "Tang monk meat" in this conspiracy, and many people wanted to pounce on it and take a bite.

Similarly, while these evil forces were gathering in the Northlands, Kelburn received urgent information from the Harper's Alliance.

In particular, the eerie atmosphere between the red-robed wizards and the Santarim Society, as well as the large number of suspicious people frequenting the towers of the Luskan Arcane Brotherhood, made the powerful electorate uneasy.

Just as he hesitated to make the trip himself, Ella

Si Zhuo suddenly teleported over, and said in a serious tone, "Something is wrong! According to information from one of my spies embedded within the Santarim Society, several of the Chiefs of the Red-robed Wizards have joined forces with Manson, and the Arcane Brotherhood is most likely targeting Soth. He's in a dangerous situation right now."

"Purpose? What is their purpose against Soth?" Kyleburn asked rhetorically, frowning.

Erasdra shook his head, "It's not clear yet. But I felt that he should be informed at once of his plans to lead the fleet back at once, to halt the attack, and to occupy Luskan. There is a high probability that there is now a huge trap. By the way, how about pulling it? Why isn't she there?"

"At the behest of the goddess, I went to Harua, the country of mages, to try to promote some life-like magic, but I don't think I will be able to come back for a while. Also, I don't think Soth is the kind of person who listens to persuasion. So let's be ready to rescue at any time. No matter what these guys are planning, they must not be allowed to succeed."

Kelburne was quick to make a judgment about the current state of affairs.

As a person who doesn't like tossing very much, he really can't understand why Zuo Si is like a magnet, which can cause a series of troubles and problems wherever he goes.

"Damn! I'm going to contact Hinbu and Storm?

You go and inform Yin Erminster and Doff. Remember to stay in touch."

With that, Erasdr hurriedly cast his teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.

She remembered very well that the last time she contacted so many Goddess of Magic voters was when Samast attacked her because she was mad with jealousy.

But at that time, neither side had the heart to kill each other.

But this time, facing the top forces of the Santarin Society and the red-robed wizards, everyone had to go all out.

After all, both Manson and the Chief of the Red-robed Wizard had fought with the Goddess of Magic's electors more than once, and both were well aware of the formidable power possessed by the other.

Similarly, after packing up his belongings a little, Kelburn teleported directly to the residence of Inlminster in the Valley of Shadows.

To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in whether he would be able to join this action with an old man with a different way of thinking.

Because Yin Erminster is too freewheeling and stubborn.

As long as it's something that this guy believes, it's useless to even the previous generation of Goddess of Magic herself came.

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