Chapter 269: The Essence of the Spell Sequencer (10,000 Words Chapter Subscription Request)
With all the red-robed wizards retreating, and the Santarim Society completely collapsing due to Manson's killing, Luskan finally fell completely into Zuosi's control.
To be precise, the lichs are the core members of the organization.
Because he himself has always been uninterested in management and management, he often just sets a basic policy, and the rest is left to his own initiative.
Vanessa, in particular, who has become the de facto second-in-command, is somehow very keen to dominate this kind of thing, and enjoys it.
Taking advantage of the large number of people and immigrants from Mingtan Island, he easily defused the attempts of the local residents of Luskan to resist the new ruler through non-violent non-cooperation.
After all, Luskan originally had only about 15,000 permanent residents.
Counting those who died in battle, those who were transformed into undead creatures, and those who were thrown into quarries and mines for hard labor, there were almost thousands of young men in total.
As a result, most of the remaining inhabitants of the city were women, children, the elderly, the sick and the sick, as well as a small number of merchants, guards, and members of the thieves' guild.
So when the members of the Thieves' Guild and the nezumi in the sewers were cleared, the city had effectively lost its capital to resist.
If they do not choose to cooperate, they will soon be completely replaced by immigrants and become the bottom of society.
As for the unscrupulous merchants, in less than two or three days, they were arrested one after another and confiscated all their property.
This wealth and supplies are then used to hire people to rebuild houses, repair roads, and restore the battlefield to its original state.
When people have money, they will be able to buy daily necessities such as food and clothing, thus revitalizing economic activities that have come to a complete standstill.
And that's not all!
Hembo, who had always hated slavery, personally took Storm Silverhand with him to liberate the farms that relied on the exploitation of slaves, and gave the slaves the status of free people.
At Zuosi's behest, if the freed slave was willing to stay and continue the work, he would not only be paid handsomely, but also promised to be safe.
The reason why he didn't distribute land to these people was that Luskan was located too close to the mountains of the Ridge of the World, and all kinds of monsters and barbarian invasions were endless.
Humanity must unite to build fortresses and fortress-like manors in order to barely resist external threats and ensure that their lives and property will not be violated.
If you take it for granted that the land is distributed to individual families on a household basis, it may be found in a few weeks or even months that they will all be dead.
As the saying goes, the right fit is the best.
If you just mechanically copy the successful experience of others and do not understand the actual situation, it is basically no different from murder.
Although the confiscation of the property of the unscrupulous merchants temporarily deprived Luskan of the ability to trade at sea, the city was once again alive with dozens of large ships from Am, Waterdeep, and the Nerainsel Islands filled with all kinds of goods.
A large number of Arctic produce brought from Icewind Dale was bought by merchants from the South at exorbitant prices, and hunters, middlemen, adventurers, and lumberjacks were able to earn a lot of money.
Standing on the top floor of the newly restored Arcane Brotherhood Tower, Simbu watched with great interest the drastic changes that had taken place in Luskan in a short period of time, and smiled and exclaimed, "I must admit that you are indeed a good ruler in this regard. Because you always know what people from all walks of life need and can give them what they want. β
"No, you're wrong. It's not me who is excellent, it's the efficient bureaucracy that Vanessa has put together. If there are no grassroots implementers who can implement the policy, then even the best policies will be misinterpreted and exploited, and thus become an excuse for exploiting the people at the bottom and embezzling corruption. Zuo Si replied nonchalantly.
As a modern man, he is probably the most aware of how important an efficient and well-organized bureaucracy is to a city or even a country.
And when it comes to dealing with corruption and abuse of power, the lich doesn't talk to you about laws, human rights, evidence, or anything like that.
Once they find the object of suspicion, they often choose to directly use prophecy magic to confirm it, and then it is not to use potions and spells such as truth spitting elixir and detecting lies.
Anyway, as long as this guy really did it, there was absolutely no way to escape.
As a result, the bureaucracy of the NΓ€lancer Islands has maintained an efficiency and integrity that is simply unimaginable to the outside world.
Even those who have turned from businessmen to mayors and officials know that there is a pair of eyes in the shadows that they cannot perceive.
Anyone who dares to cross the line will inevitably suffer the most severe punishment.
As for escaping, don't even think about it.
"Vanessa? The lich? A hint of curiosity flashed in Xinbu's eyes.
She had always thought of the Lich, like the red-robed mages, as a group of extremely cold, selfish, and cruel bastards.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have made a bet with anyone to see who could kill a hundred lichs first.
But the lichs of the Arcane Secret Spell Society are obviously very different.
Although many of them still give people a very selfish and evil feeling, they have been following the rules and rarely affecting the lives of ordinary people.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right." Vanessa is a very good executor and always carries out my intentions and orders perfectly. Without him, I don't think the Nellanther Islands would be as prosperous as they are now, and Luscan's renovation plans wouldn't have gone so smoothly. β
"Understood. You're using these powerful undead spellcasters to deter the bureaucrats and make sure they never get borers among them. β
As the queen of Agolaron, Hembo's grip on politics and power is far less than that of Erastro, but she's not an idiot either, and he immediately understands the place the lichs occupy in the ruling structure.
In many cases, they are not managers or even directly involved in the day-to-day affairs of the day-to-day process, but only exist as a messenger of orders and supervision.
It is only when some people try to start a rebellion, or when there is a lot of corruption in the bureaucracy, that the lich comes forward to carry out a merciless purge.
In this way, with such a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, officials will naturally maintain a sense of reverence and will inevitably think twice when accepting bribes.
In fact, the fundamental reason for the large-scale occurrence of embezzlement, corruption, and bribery is that there are serious problems in the supervisory and judicial systems, which cause the bureaucracy to lose its most basic reverence.
Coupled with a fluke mentality that the law does not hold the public accountable, it will be difficult to suppress once it spreads.
But unlike the undead lich, they don't care about the law and don't blame the public, and they don't show mercy because there are too many people who make mistakes.
Therefore, the effect in terms of deterrence is directly full.
"That's right. Actually, I originally wanted to enter the judicial and judicial system of the Tyre Church, the god of justice. But due to the heavy use of undead as labor, the idea had to be abandoned. Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied.
Out of curiosity, he visited a judicial trial conducted by the Church of Tyre, the God of Justice, during his trip to Neverwinter.
The whole process, whether it is the submission of evidence, the defense, the appeal, or the final verdict, has a bit of the meaning of a modern social court.
And because the presiding officers are all pastors and believers of the God of Justice, both the legal provisions and the sentencing are very appropriate, neither too harsh, nor will there be loopholes for criminals to exploit.
If he could, Zuo Si really hoped that he could bring this judicial system into his sphere of influence.
It's just a pity that the two sides can't agree on the use of undead creatures.
In contrast, the Church of the Goddess of Magic and the elect are very tolerant of this.
At least Kelborne, Hembo, Erastro, Storm Silverhand, Dove Silverhand, and others didn't show any overt disgust at seeing the large number of undead being sent to work in farms and mines outside the city.
"Hahahaha! A lot of people say I'm crazy! But in my opinion, you are the real madman. You've recruited so many lichs as your henchmen, and you've transformed the undead on a large scale, even trying to cooperate with the church of Tyr, the god of justice? I'd love to pry open your head and see what weird thoughts are in it. β
Xinbu laughed breathlessly.
She suddenly found that the young man in front of her was very interesting, and his personality and ideas were unexpectedly in line with her.
Especially in terms of attitude towards the enemy, they all advocate killing everything and never leaving any trouble.
This is in stark contrast to Ilminster's penchant for mercy and Kelburn's preference for balance.
In fact, the Queen of the Storm is the most unusual of the many Witch voters.
The reason why the outside world thinks she is crazy all day long is that ordinary people can't keep up with her thinking speed.
"Don't laugh, I'm serious."
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly.
"In my opinion, killing and turning into undead people who only know how to destroy and not engage in production and creation can alleviate the general problem of labor shortage in the entire continent of Faeron to the greatest extent.
Moreover, with these free and undead laborers who do not need to eat, drink, or rest, they can produce an astonishing amount of food, steel, stone, timber and other necessities for life in a short period of time, so as to ensure the continuous stability of prices.
There will be no famine or skyrocketing prices due to natural disasters or any other cause.
On top of that, the undead can be transformed into an army to resist the invasion of outside forces when needed.
In the case of Luskan, for example, I have 200 undead laborers in each farm, so that I can provide a certain level of protection for those farmers in the event of an invasion by monsters or beasts.
If it were humans, not to mention how much it would cost to recruit and train so many soldiers, the daily food consumption alone would be a staggering amount and would put a heavy burden on the farm itself.
Sometimes I really can't figure out why a good god like Tyr, the god of justice, who believes in establishing order and hoping that the people will have a good life, excludes something like undead labor, which is both economic and prosperous, from an option.
Is the definition of good and evil so important?
Look, with these undead laborers working day and night, the barns of the Nelanthal Islands and Luskan will soon be filled with grain and various strategic supplies.
With a stable and cheap food supply, fertility can be encouraged by providing welfare, and the population will explode over the next two or three decades.
I will prove to the world that the undead are not the most dangerous enemies of all living beings, as one might think.
Quite the opposite!
When used properly, they can be the cornerstone of a city's or even a country's prosperity. β
Xinbu nodded thoughtfully: "Judging from the current development trend, there is a great possibility that this goal will be achieved.
If the Amasca Empire's magicians had thought of this, they would not have brought the gods of another world over by opening the interdimensional portal to plunder slaves, and eventually led to their own destruction.
But you'd better be careful, the low-level undead are very easy to control.
If someone uses them to carry out terrorist attacks, then people will inevitably fear and even resist the appearance of the undead around them. β
"Don't worry about that. Don't forget, in addition to being a voter of the goddess of magic, I am also a voter of the goddess of poison and disease. If they dare to play this indiscriminate attack with me, then I don't mind poisoning and spreading the plague in their sphere of influence. I believe that Manson should have a deep understanding by now. β
When he said this, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly to reveal a chilling expression.
He wouldn't forget to retaliate against Manzon and Santarin.
In fact, the day after the battle ended, a large number of soldiers and bureaucrats began to be poisoned in the main strongholds, including the Dark Fort and the Santil Fort.
It is estimated that it has now spread completely, and the number of deaths and permanent disabilities must be at least in the thousands.
You must know that these people are not civilians, but the military and officials who are used to maintain the foundations of the dictatorship.
With such a high price, it is estimated that Manson is completely burned out at the moment.
After all, this basically made Santil Fort lose the elite army that he was proud of.
Not to mention waging a war of foreign aggression, even self-preservation has become a big problem.
Obviously, Zuo Si knew that if he used the plague, Manson would definitely take the opportunity to spread to the surrounding area, so he very cleverly changed his strategy, which was to poison.
Although there are magic techniques such as [Poison Mitigation] and [Neutralizing Toxin] that can be treated, and even the stored antidote can be used to deal with it.
However, because the effect of the toxin is very violent, and it will cause permanent disability in a very short period of time, even if it is cured, it will be meaningless, but it will be a headache how to deal with these crippled soldiers.
Unless Manson is willing to spend a lot of money to repeat the Wishing Technique, it is almost inevitable that the armies of Santil and Dark will be greatly reduced.
This attrition will cause the sphere of influence under his control to become extremely unstable, and it will also be taken advantage of by hostile forces.
"Revenge is always avenged, and this is what I like most about you. Ilminster, Kelburn, Lyra, and Erastro were too weak to deter evil organizations such as the Santarimins and the Red Mage, which directly led to the latter's increasing brazenness in their plots. β
Hembo's tone was a palpable hint of dissatisfaction with several other voters.
On this matter, she had long ago had a heated quarrel with Ilminster, who was the head of the electorate.
After all, judging from the map, Agoralon is located on the peninsula west of Serre, and has always been a country that the red-robed mages want to occupy and annex.
Therefore, as the queen, Hinbu can feel the threat most personally, so it is natural that his attitude and reaction will be more radical than that of other voters.
"I completely agree with you. The most important thing is to treat those who have to make inches of inch, and form an effective deterrent to make the other party jealous. Otherwise, if every failure is not painful, it will only fuel their arrogance. I have a natural advantage in this regard. Because poisoning and unleashing the plague is always the most damaging and cheapest way to destroy the entire social fabric. Perhaps we can form an alliance to deal with the red-robed people led by Sazastan. β
Zuo Si took the initiative to invite cooperation.
Of course, he didn't really care about the Agoralon country itself, which was full of half-elves, and only hoped to establish a good alliance with Xinbu.
"Are you sure? You know, the war between Serre and Agolaron has been going on for many years. If you form an alliance, you may have to be involved in this protracted battle at any time. Hembo raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Zuo Si responded with a smile, "I'm never afraid of challenges, and fighting against one of the most powerful spellcaster organizations in the entire Faren Continent can provide a good experience. What's more, isn't there you, the Queen of the Storm who terrifies the red-robed mages, in charge? β
"Poof, hahaha! You're a good talker, so it's no wonder Erastro is so interested in you. Looks like you're going to have my own sequencer magic. A playful smile appeared on Hembo's beautiful face.
I have to say that one of the seven sisters in the Northland is counted as one, and they are all standard beauties with elven blood.
Even the Storm Queen, who looks the most scruffy on the outside, can instantly attract the attention of others as long as she takes a shower and combs it a little.
It's a pity that she herself never cares about this, and sometimes she can smell a sour smell when she gets close.
"Exploring and learning the unknown about magic is the highest pursuit of my life. As long as I can achieve this, I don't care what the price is paid for it. β
Zuo Si didn't hide anything, and Dafang admitted his desire for the mystery of the sequencer's magic.
Although the card system of the Traveling Mage can also do this to some extent, as the so-called Yiduo is not pressing, who would think that he has too many hole cards in his hand.
Xinbu nodded with satisfaction: "I like your straightforwardness. Now that you've shared with me the secret that you're a traveling mage, and are willing to help plant a spy inside the red-robed mage at the right time, I'll tell you the secrets of the serializer's magic. But you have to make sure you don't spread it. β
"Don't worry. Except for myself and the Lich under my control, no one else will be able to know the mysteries of the sequencer. Zuo Si did not hesitate to give a guarantee.
When Xinbu heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and showed a very strange expression.
Because the promise she wanted was not to pass it on to any outsiders.
But it was good to think about it, and directly expanded the scope to the lichs of the Arcane Secret Magic Society.
But considering that the Brigade Mage is as powerful as the gods, these lichs will never escape their grasp, so it doesn't seem like much of a problem.
In the end, Simbu did not raise any objections, but explained the principle of sequencer magic in very simple language.
Contrary to what Zuo Si believes, sequencer magic is not a normal way of compressing and storing several spells, and triggering them with a gesture when needed.
Quite the opposite!
It's more like "borrowing" a spell from somewhere else.
The word "borrow" is used because spells when triggered by the sequencer tend to have two sources.
One of them is naturally that the caster itself sets up a secret spell storage location in advance, and when necessary, it is connected to the magic net over a long distance through the sequencer itself, and the stored spells are released in turn.
Since the stored spells themselves persist for a very long period of time, they add a series of powerful additional spell blasts to the number of spell slots that can be obtained each day.
As for the other, it is "borrowed" from other people's memories by establishing a stable connection.
For example, Zuo Si can establish a stable connection with his lichs through sequencer magic.
When it's time to release the sequencer, the lich will be notified in advance and will be able to prepare the spell as quickly as possible.
All he had to do was channel the spells through the magic web, and then pour them over the heads of his enemies.
To sum it up, the essence of the sequencer is a magic storage technique and spell slot borrowing technique.
I'm afraid that with the exception of the Goddess of Magic Elector and the true Legendary Mage used for Silver Fire, it is almost impossible for ordinary spellcasters to accomplish this kind of ultra-long-distance transmission of magical energy.
"How, don't you feel disappointed? The famous sequencer is not fundamentally different from items such as magic rings and wands. β
Xinbu took a small sip of hot cocoa from his cup and took a look of great enjoyment on his face.
A woman's natural love for chocolate and sweets is perfectly reflected in her at this moment.
Since tasting it for the first time a few days ago, the queen has completely fallen in love with this specialty from the Aztec continent, and is ready to take a few hundred catties with her dimensional bag when she returns.
Because Agolaron is in the east of Faeron, next to Serge, which is ruled by the red-robed mages.
The trade of the New World, which arose from the West Coast, had not yet been extended by the merchants.
So there's no cocoa beans, cocoa powder, and finished chocolate for sale there.
Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "How is it possible." The ultra-long-distance transmission of magical energy provided by sequencer magic alone seems to me to be a genius feat, let alone a genius feat like building a spell storage chamber. As a Warlock, you have reached heights that many mages can't reach. β
"Why does that sound like a bit of discrimination against warlocks?" Hembo put down the cup in his hand and questioned.
"Don't worry, it's just because of a certain pyromancer's crotch pulling, which makes me inevitably have a little prejudice against the warlock profession." Zuo Si explained with a smile.
Undoubtedly, most of what he knows about Warlocks comes from Alena the "Entourage" and Aisha, a merchant of magical items far away in Port Carlin.
It's just a pure business deal with the latter.,So it's not even in the state when it was fighting.γ
This also means that Zuo Si's cognition of human warlocks all comes from Alena, who often causes trouble, and it is strange that his senses can be better.
Since being summoned, this fiery and irascible woman has been involved in at least two dozen tavern brawls, and is a typical example of repeated teachings, even earning the title of "Queen of Nightclubs" in Askatra.
Some ruffians and thugs also worship it as an idol.
In order to avoid unnecessary troubles and losses, several inns and taverns directly put up signs to prohibit them from entering, which is simply an out-and-out scourge.
"What's next for you?"
Xinbu obviously did not want to delve into this issue, but decisively changed the subject.
Because she had seen Alena and understood how dangerous this red-haired sorceress suspected of possessing fire elemental blood, could be, especially for her companions.
Those large-scale fire-type spells are as terrifying as natural disasters in towns and villages full of wooden houses.
"Nothing special. Now that Luskan has settled down, I'm going to return to Ascatra to attend to some personal matters before hunting a red dragon called Faircrag. β
Zuo Si quickly said his final plan before the end of the summer vacation.
Whether it's transforming a Dragonborn knight into a higher-level retinue, or figuring out what life is in the belly of the vampire queen Badi, it's something he must get done as soon as possible.
Otherwise, when Irenikas returns from the fire elemental plane, everything will be very troublesome.
"Hunting red dragons?"
Xinbu's eyes lit up slightly, and he instantly became interested.
You must know that among the many voters, besides Ilminster, she has killed the most evil dragons.
"That's right. How, are you interested in coming along? Zuo Si suggested with interest.
Xinbu was obviously a little moved, but finally regretfully refused: "I'm sorry, although I would love to participate in this hunt, but considering the threat from Serre, I must rush back to Agolaron as soon as possible." With this defeat, Aznar Slull and his allies are in high probability of losing ground, and if Sazastan holds supreme power, the red-robed mage will undoubtedly become even more difficult to deal with than before. β
"No matter what happens, I will always be an ally to help in any way I can. If necessary, he will even personally go to war. Zuo Si clearly expressed his position.
"Thank you. Time will tell if our friendship is strong. Also, you are always welcome to visit my country. β
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xinbu's lips, and then opened the portal and disappeared without a trace.
Shortly after she left, Kelburn and Erastro walked in from outside.
When the latter saw the empty teacups on the table, he immediately asked in surprise, "Ellaslan has gone back?" β
"Yes. As the queen and witch queen of Agolaron, the pressure to rule the country is much greater than that of Silvermoon City and Waterdeep. Zuo Si replied nonchalantly.
Kyleburn couldn't help but sigh slightly: "This is also something that can't be helped. Agolaron is too close to Serre, too far from the West Coast and the Northlands for us to be of little help. By the way, how were you talking? β
"Not bad. We have made a pact to help each other in times of need, and together we face the threat of the red-robed mages. After all, this time I swallowed up all their concessions and strongholds on the West Coast, and it was not the style of these guys to willingly admit defeat. β
Zuo Si could even predict how much the faction leader, led by Aznar Slull, would hate him when he returned, and began to plot a new conspiracy.
That's why he started looking for more allies.
The Goddess of Magic, in particular, is a natural candidate to be an ally.
Not to mention anything else, this time Kylburn and Erastro came to help without any hesitation is the best proof of this.
Except, of course, Ilminster.
The Great Sage and First Elect of the Shadow Valley obviously had a very big difference in philosophy with Zuo Si, so the few meetings and conversations between the two were not pleasant.
"So, you got the mystery of the sequencer magic from her?" Erasdra probed in a tone that wasn't quite sure.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Well, I got it." In exchange, I also shared some of my own secrets and special means of crafting magic items. β
"I'm glad that there hasn't been any conflict between the two of you. You must know that Ellaslan's temper is not something that can get along with anyone. Kyleburne said with great relief.
Erastro echoed with apprehension: "That's right. I'll never forget that Samast and Hembo almost got into a fight when they first met, and I was a little worried that something similar would happen between you. β
"Don't worry, we surprisingly have a lot of common language, and we have a lot of common opinions when it comes to the Red Mage and the Santarim. By the way, with the Arcane Brotherhood collapsing and Luskan undergoing transformation, is there still a foundation and necessity for the Northland Lords Alliance to survive? β
Zuo Si suddenly asked a very pointed question.
Because the loose organization of the League of Local Lords was actually a large alliance that recognized each other's legitimacy in the first place.
Its main duties are only two, one is to fight against Luskan, who has a strong tendency to expand, and the other is to deal with the armies of monsters like the Santarin, the Cult of the Dragons, and the occasional monsters.
Since all the towns that joined it had to take out a part of the fiscal tax to support the professional soldiers provided by Waterdeep, Neverwinter, and Silvermoon City, it had already caused a lot of discontent.
It's just that there was an external threat to Luskan before, so everyone chose to swallow their anger and not dare to attack.
But now with the threat of Luskan no longer existing, internal contradictions will inevitably erupt in a concentrated manner as the external threat disappears.
It is foreseeable that the Union of Lords will go through an unprecedented and severe test.
"Wellβthat's a nuisance. When I get back, I'll bring it up to the lords of Waterdeep to see what they have to say. Kelburn touched the bushy beard on his chin with a thoughtful expression.
"I think it's better to keep the Northland Lordlords' Alliance. At the very least, this can effectively prevent bloody conflicts between towns and cities because of their interests. β
Erasdra was quick to speak his mind.
Although she herself is also annoyed by the situation in which the organization gets together and often quarrels.
But it's better to quarrel than to start a war.
What's more, without the great threat of the Arcane Brotherhood and Luscan, the Lord of Silvermoon is planning to show his strength and recreate the grand occasion of the harmonious coexistence of the various races of Mis Dronor.
It's a pity that Erastro didn't understand that the fall of Mis Drowno itself was due to the complexity of the race, and finally collapsed under the serious infighting and intensification of contradictions.
As for the dark army of dark elves, orcs, gnolls, giants, goblins, and demons, it only hastened its collapse.
It is precisely because of the serious internal racial problems that the end of the period has actually formed the grim form faced by some multi-ethnic nation-states on the earth that do not have any subject, that is, the so-called "social consensus" cannot be reached, and every politician is fighting for the interests of his own race, and does not care about the life or death of other races.
In the final stage, there were even cases of each other sending each other to assassinate each other's leaders at this moment and start a civil war.
In this case, the dark army finally seized the opportunity to raid the villages around the city and hold evil and cruel sacrifices to summon powerful demons to increase their strength.
In the beginning, the rulers of Mith Drowno didn't take these monsters and the harassment of the enemy seriously.
Possessing great magical powers and a mystery, they thought that once they had dealt with the enemies within, and succeeded in taking power, it would be easy to clear these barbarian monsters.
But who knew that by the time something was wrong, there were already many powerful demons in the dark army that could compete with high-level mages and even legendary mages.
As a result, with overwhelming numerical superiority, Mith Dron's army and mage regiment were defeated one after another, and finally had to abandon their homeland and flee in all directions.
Therefore, in Zuo Si's eyes, Erastro is a typical idealist, always naΓ―ve to think that he can suppress the dark side of human nature through strong personal charm.
If it weren't for his own strength and the gathering of a group of followers with the same philosophy around him, he would have died no longer knowing how many times.
And the situation of Fallon is much more complicated than on Earth, taking into account the intervention of gods and beliefs.
While the trio were once again discussing the situation in the Northlands, far away from the mouth of the Tess River into the Moon Sea, Santil Fort was suffering from its most terrible crisis since its founding.
As a local lord, Manson, who had just been resurrected through a clone, was standing on the top floor of the tower with a gloomy expression at the moment, looking at the corpses that were being burned in large numbers outside, and his eyes burst out with monstrous anger.
He never expected that Zuo Si, a crazy Talona voter, would be especially dissatisfied after killing him once, and really ran to Santil Fort to take revenge.
And it was not the spread of the plague as he expected, but the poisoning of the more insidious and cunning.
In just a few days, more than 2,000 highly trained orc troops were killed and wounded under the ravages of poison.
As for the human army, it is not much better, and it is inexplicably dying every day.
Deadly toxins can be found in food, water, clothing, and even the air.
So far, Manson hadn't even figured out how the other party was poisoning him, or how he was circumventing the magic alarm he had set up.
It took a few minutes before he didn't ask his trusted apprentice the most, "Simanmon, what's going on over there in the Dark Keep?" β
"It's all dead, teacher. I can only transform them into zombies through necromancy rituals, or I won't be able to stop the surrounding monsters. Schillan replied with a bitter face.
"What? All dead! Manson spun around sharply. How can they all be dead? Didn't I have someone send you some antidote? β
"Because the location of the Dark Citadel is deep in the Sunset Mountains, there is no need to worry about spreading to the outside at all, so not only did Soth use poison, but he also unleashed a terrible plague. Even I accidentally got infected and almost lost my life. What's more, Fuzor Chamberberry has already begun to challenge you from within the Santarim Society and try to seize the supreme leadership. Many members of the Inner Ring also believe that it was your recklessness and stupidity that caused the organization to provoke a terrible enemy that should not be provoked. β
As he said this, Simon carefully noticed his mentor's reaction out of the corner of his eye.
I don't know why, since witnessing Mansong being killed by Zuo Si's thunder with silver fire, he has slowly lost his original awe and began to re-examine this ambitious old man from another angle.
You must know that more than 100 years old is very close to the upper limit of the theoretical lifespan of this race of human beings.
Despite the many methods used to prolong his life, Manson still looks like a man in his forties and fifties.
But Simon knew that Manson was already secretly plotting to transform into a lich or some other form that could give him a longer lifespan.
In particular, the blow of this fiasco made him wonder if there was something wrong with his magical path.
Otherwise, why would it be easily defeated by such a young junior?
Although the Chosen Power granted by the Goddess of Magic played a very important role in this process, neither the Immunity Time Stop nor the Silver Fire Burst mode could easily deal with ordinary spellcasters or even legendary mages.
But this self-doubt is causing Manson to lose his former self-confidence and become hesitant.
This is simply a fatal weakness within the Santalin Society, where the phenomenon of "lower gram and upper gram" is very common.
Otherwise, Fuzor Chamberbury would not have jumped out to seize power at this sensitive time.
"Damn bastard!"
Hearing that Fuzor Chamberbury had once again tried to take over the leadership of the Santarin, Manson immediately looked angry.
As Bane's constituent, the "Tyrant of the Lunar Sea" who also has great appeal and leadership skills, Fuzor Chamberbury is almost equal to him in status.
Even his prestige among Bane's followers far surpassed that of him, the leader of the mage organization.
Soon, however, Manson forced himself to calm down and asked with a serious expression: "How many people have clearly expressed their support for Fuzor Chamberbury at the moment?" β
"A lot. There are more than half of the members of the inner ring alone. Moreover, after this failure, our intelligence network in the north has suffered very heavy losses, and in some places it has even cut off its intelligence gathering capabilities. Add to that the massive deaths of the Santil Fort army, and your reign has begun to teeter. β
Xi Manmeng did not hide anything, and directly described the worst situation at the moment.
For unknown reasons, his face looked paler than usual, and he covered his mouth and coughed twice when he said a few words, and was careful to keep a certain distance from the sunlight coming in through the window.
It's a pity that Manson, who was having a headache about how to keep his power, didn't notice these suspicious places, and quickly made arrangements after thinking for a while.
On the one hand, he asked Xi Manmeng to take out the black materials of the inner ring members he had collected before and threaten the other party, forcing him to give up supporting Fu Zor Chamberberry.
On the other hand, he decisively ordered to stop burning the corpses of dead soldiers, and instead convert them into zombies or skeletons to continue to contribute to Santil Fort.
(End of chapter)