If you want to control power, you must first control the army.

This is the precious experience and truth that has been summed up by the succession of countless regimes on the earth.

Then it is the gradual control of the bureaucracy, the co-optation of scholars, the manipulation of public opinion, the endorsement of its own legitimacy and justice, and finally the re-establishment of order and the domination of a city or even a country.

However, in the magical world, especially in a place like the Continent of Faeron, where high-level mages can easily crush and slaughter an army, powerful mages and the towers they build are obviously much more threatening than armies.

In fact, a building like the Mage Tower, which has both a fortress and a wide range of magical weapons, is not something that can be built casually in the city.

Normally, the first thing a mage or warlock wants to build a mage tower in a town is to apply to the town to set up an official spellcaster organization.

For example, in Am, this organization is the only authorized guild of masked mages, in Waterdeep is the famous Anmin Mage Guild, and in Neverwinter it is the Cloak of Stars.

Of course, if there is no such organization in the local area, then you need to go directly to the lord or the council.

Generally speaking, most applications from strangers will be rejected without hesitation.

Only a very small number of mages and warlocks who have earned their trust or have lived in the town for a long time and have no bad deeds will be eligible to build mage towers.

And after the construction of the mage tower, the tower owner must also bear some corresponding obligations.

These include a few apprenticeships, the sale of a certain number of potions, scrolls, and magic items to the authorities, the provision of spell support when a town is invaded by foreign enemies, and so on.

Therefore, all the guys who can build mage towers in the city, one of them, basically has a very close relationship with the local ruler.

However, unlike most cities in Ferron, the situation in Port Carlín is a little more complicated.

As early as the time of the Shane Empire, a large number of mage towers were built here, and they swore allegiance directly to the emperor himself.

Later, when Ivy Korazagran destroyed the regime, she also overthrew the original order and subordination, resulting in the owners of the Mage Tower being independent from anyone for a long time to come.

It was only in the process of entangled talismans and the guilds of careerists, nobles, merchants, and thieves that they had been playing with each other for two or three hundred years that a weak balance was slowly formed.

The nominal emperor who lived in the palace was essentially a compromise between the various forces, so the power at hand was very limited.

Even the Praetorian Guard and the City Defenses, which were ostensibly loyal to the Emperor, had long since been infiltrated into a sieve, and more than half of the officers were directly or indirectly controlled by the Entangled Talisman.

The lack of real power of the emperor, who represented the supreme power of the central government in feudal dynasties, meant that there was no way to rule effectively.

Not to mention earning the allegiance of the owner of the Mage Tower, even the thieves' guilds and gangs that dot the streets of Port Carlin don't necessarily take the government seriously.

The corruption of the bureaucracy and the trading of money and power are even more shocking, and they do not shy away from anyone at all, and they all mark prices in a semi-open situation.

This means that mages and warlocks can build their own mage towers by paying off officials and making a deal with the thieves' guilds that control the area.

In other words, the Mage Tower in Port Carlin is actually completely unsupervised while growing wildly at an extremely fast rate.

The only entanglement charm that has the ability to control this situation makes the game more interesting, and there is no intention of intervening from the beginning to the end, but rather secretly fueling it.

However, the chaos finally came to an end with the return of Sean VII.

More than two-thirds of the owners of the Mage Towers swore allegiance to them on the spot.

The rest of them were not at home at all or didn't dare to come, and some were the subordinates of the masters of the runes, who basically either died in the fierce spell confrontation just now, or were killed by Zuo Si when he raided his house, even if there were fish that slipped through the net, they should have fled long ago, and they didn't dare to stay and wait for death.

Integrating the arcane magic of Port Carlin, Sean VII followed closely with his closest henchman, Shaun Tarowian, and began to methodically take over the Praetorian Guard and the city defenses, ordering them to enter the streets to maintain order.

As the supreme ruler of a vast empire, he was clearly far more politically savvy than Ser Laran El Pizacal.

Coupled with the strong strength as a backing, anyone who dared to show the slightest sign of resistance was mercilessly slaughtered.

In just a few hours, thirty powerful families were wiped out, and more than a dozen chambers of commerce were directly uprooted.

As for the originally rampant thieves' guilds and gangs, a large-scale crackdown began as soon as the huge army drove into the streets.

Although in the beginning, many of the leaders of the Thieves' Guild tried to either buy or threaten and intimidate in the original way, but they soon found that the tried and tested method did not work this time.

The officers unceremoniously gave the soldiers the order to attack, and all the gang members roaming the streets were imprisoned, and the slightest inclination to resist was shot with crossbow arrows.

In desperation, the leaders of the Thieves Guild could only choose to swallow their anger and shrink their forces to hide in their lair and carefully observe the changes in the situation.

After a day and a night, the inhabitants of Port Carlin were surprised to find that for the first time, the city was so chaotic, as if everything had become so orderly under the reign of Shane VII.

There are no more gang members in the markets who collect protection money, corrupt bureaucrats do not dare to openly solicit bribes as before, and there are no nameless corpses in the streets.

Even the slums, which have been neglected, have been staffed by patrols to maintain basic order.

On top of that, a bulletin written in red ink was pasted all over the place.

The above content is also very easy to understand, that is, from today onwards, the Shane Dynasty that disappeared in the long river of history has returned.

His Majesty the Great Shane VII declared that slavery would be abolished in the Empire with immediate effect, and that slavery would no longer be protected by law, but would be a felony.

It has to be said that this decree instantly caused an uproar.

Those who are unwilling to be enslaved are naturally happy, but there are many people who have been slaves for more than ten years or even decades with blank expressions, not knowing what they should do after losing their masters and how to make a living.

In contrast, the large number of slave-owning nobles, merchants, and slave owners began to rebel by all means they could think of.

This includes, but is not limited to, boasting that slavery is the cornerstone of the country, and that it is a tradition of Carlin Shan since ancient times, and that its abolition will inevitably lead to social unrest, and that the current administrative capacity of Port Carlin simply cannot accommodate so many freed slaves.

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In addition to this, they tried to band together to organize strikes, marches, and paid large sums of money to the Thieves' Guild, which was also suppressed, and hired Assassins to assassinate law enforcement officers in order to pressure Sean VII.

Obviously, these guys think of Sean VII as one of those half-puppets who had no real power at all.

At this moment, this powerful emperor was sitting in his own position, looking at the information sent by his subordinates with great interest, and after a full minute, he couldn't help but laugh and joke: "Interesting! It's so much fun! I can't imagine that after the Entanglement Talisman and Ivy Korazaglan have been resolved, these self-conscious guys would dare to jump out, and I began to admire their courage a little. ”

"No, this is not a sign of courage, but a subconscious fierce resistance after the most fundamental interests are touched.

Believe me, even in Cormier, under the enlightened feudal monarchy, the royal family with great prestige dared to declare that it would take back all the noble territories, and those noble lords who were originally loyal would immediately start a rebellion.

After all, no one in this world will willingly give up their power and wealth.

Most importantly, your previous methods were not tough enough, bloody enough, and cruel enough.

Even if thirty aristocratic families were wiped out and more than a dozen chambers of commerce were destroyed, it still did not make the original vested interests in the city fearful.

You know, authority, is largely based on awe and fear.

What's more, Kalinshan has experienced too long of chaos, and many powerful people are using intrigues to climb up the ladder and gain more power and wealth.

They don't like to be bound by the law, and they don't like to have an emperor above their heads who can kill them at any time.

So it seems to me that the abolition of slavery was just a fuse.

The real contradiction is that the upper ruling class, which controls the wealth and social resources of Port Carlín, wants to keep what it has, and you have to take it back in order to become a powerful monarch who lives and dies. ”

Zuo Si smiled and gave his own unique opinion.

Because he had seriously considered the consequences of doing so when he promised the god of suffering, Irmat, to abolish slavery, he had foreseen the seemingly dire situation at the moment.

"Oh? So how do you think it should be solved? Sean VII asked with interest.

Zuo Si touched his chin and immediately responded after thinking for a while: "Actually, it's very simple to deal with, just kill all of them and leave no one behind."

No matter what kind of social change it is, it is bound to satisfy the demands of one class at the expense of the interests of another.

As for the former, no matter what means are used to win over and appease them, it is impossible to appease the resentment in their hearts, and if they do not do so, they will pose a huge threat to the rule.

So my suggestion is that it is better to just get rid of it completely.

In this way, wealth and resources can be redistributed through the confiscation of their property.

For example, the distribution of land and housing to the freed slaves, and the operation of the confiscated workshops to provide them with stable jobs, to ensure that most of the slaves were smoothly converted into free people who could engage in production and labor.

This has the advantage of minimizing the short-term financial pressures that may result from the abolition of slavery, and that once all slaves are converted into freemen, both the prosperity of the market and the amount of tax revenues will increase exponentially.

In addition to this, clearing the moths of these countries will also allow those who have talents in society to gain a path to ascent, especially special talents among adventurers and mercenaries.

You can also take this opportunity to cultivate more loyal cronies and reform the existing bureaucratic and military systems.

On top of that, Port Carlin is one of the few cities in the entire continent of Faren that has a large number of spellcasters, artisans, and scholars.

With such a huge pool of talent, you don't need to worry about having no one to help run the country after you kill all these guys. ”

Hearing this, Sean VII immediately couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha! You can say that again! Originally, I was worried that you were too young, and although you also controlled places like the Nrainsel Islands and Luskan, you had no experience in dealing with such complex situations. But now it seems that you are not only a powerful spellcaster, but also a good ruler. When I regain the glory of the Shane Empire, I can trust it to you. ”

"It's too early to say that, right? Don't forget, you don't even have the port of Carlin done yet, let alone the vast expanse of land that stretches east to the Steam Lake. Even if the Kalinshan were unified, it was only the beginning, and there was still a Tassel in the north who was mired in civil war. Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively.

To be honest, he was a little uninterested in the Necromantic Emperor's offer to marry to build a vast empire that spanned the entire west coast of Feren.

After all, on the side of the Floating City, he owns an entire planet, and can transform it completely according to his own ideas and will.

But what about Feren?

Whatever you do, you need to take into account the reaction of the gods, as well as the monsters that can't be killed no matter how you kill them, as well as the devils from hell and the demons from the abyss.

But Sean VII apparently didn't think so.

His ancestor, the founder of the Shane dynasty, Acaba Shaun the Elder, was first married and assassinated by a series of conspiracies, and finally obtained the crown of the Tesser, and completely integrated the two countries to create an empire that flourished in the history of the continent of Faeron.

Because of this, in the eyes of Shane VII, if a more powerful empire can be built through marriage, and let the imperial family flow the blood of his descendants, it is definitely a good thing for both parties.

Not only can you deeply bind Zuosi as a powerful ally, but you can also hand over the Shane Empire to a reliable person to avoid the tragedy of another demise.

You must know that over the years, he himself has long lost interest in power and domination, preferring to study esoteric magical knowledge and explore the endless planes of the universe.

Of course, there is also a very important reason that among the few descendants found so far, there is simply not a single one suitable to cultivate as the heir of the empire.

The only male of them not only had some orc blood, but was also infected with bestiality, and would go uncontrollably on the night of the full moon, and no country would allow such a person to become the supreme ruler.

His only future development direction is to be trained to become a strong warrior or commander of an army.

In contrast, five women fared slightly better, and one was even trained as a scholar.

But they all lack the most basic quality, that is, strong enough personal strength.

Yes!

In the land of the Feron Continent, which is full of intrigues, assassinations, and all kinds of terrifying monsters, if you want to become the leader of a force or even a country, personal strength is an indispensable link, and even more priority than other abilities.

Not to mention the demon worshippers and cultists who are not in their right minds and are unusually crazy.

For example, in the traditional feudal powerhouse Cormier, the kings of the past dynasties are basically legendary warriors above lv20;

Grand Duke Yinertan, the supreme military leader of Baldur's Gate, is also a legendary warrior of great strength;

Needless to say, among the many lords, there are several legendary mages in the light, and even the worst lords have a career level of at least lv10 or above;

Erasdra Silverhand, who rules the Silvermoon Alliance, is the chosen choice of the legendary mage and goddess of magic;

As Agoralon, who faces the threat of Serl's red-robed wizards, its current supreme leader, the "Witch Queen", is the Storm Queen Xinbu;

Nasir, the lord of Neverwinter, has a warrior level of lv12, and he himself knows that his strength is not good, so he formed the "Nine Guards of Winterless" to ensure his safety;

Even Am's six-member council, which should not seem to outsiders to have much personal strength, has an average class level of around LV13 to LV15.

In a world where assassinations, poisoning, and cursing others through magic are as frequent as eating and drinking, if the top leader were an ordinary person, he would usually not live more than a day, or even an hour.

All it takes is a little poison, a small magical curse, or a cold arrow or a dagger stabbed out of the shadows to kill them instantly, with no chance of rescuing them.

However, if you change to someone with a high enough professional level, then the difficulty of these behaviors will be greatly increased.

Even warriors who don't know anything about poison and magic can resist for a while with their strong physique and immunity, waiting for the priest to come to treat and detoxify.

Sean VII himself had been assassinated more than once, so he knew very well what the basic qualities needed to rule a large empire, and subconsciously glanced with a slightly disappointed gaze at the five female descendants in silk dresses who looked slightly nervous standing in the corner.

The eldest of them was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and always tried to hide his calloused hands in his sleeves.

The youngest was only 10 years old, and looked very thin and showed signs of significant malnutrition.

You don't need to ask to know that the future princesses of these empires are generally not from very good backgrounds, and some are even simply slaves.

It was precisely because they did not know that they had the royal blood of the Shane dynasty in their veins, so their ancestors were able to survive the brutal and bloody massacre.

However, among the five people, there was a sixteen-year-old girl with long black hair and a bookish air all over her body, which clearly stood out from the crowd.

She has the typical wheat-colored skin of the Kalinshan people, pointed ears suggestive of elven blood, and is about 1.6 meters tall, far from fidgeting like the other sisters, but holding a book and reading with relish.

Sean VII's gaze lingered on the girl's face for a few seconds, and then he said in a slightly playful tone: "The Sean Empire has the right to claim all the lands of the entire Kalinfir and Tesser, and I am the only legitimate emperor of the Empire.

So the War of Unification won't drag on as long as you might think, and if you win one or two decisive battles, most of the towns will fall to the ground.

If it goes well, it will be possible to accomplish this goal in about two years.

I am more concerned with who I will choose to marry than about such trivial matters that are not difficult at all.

You must know that only after you have made your choice can I make her heir and carry out a series of necessary education. ”

"Let's talk about this kind of thing then. I've been very busy in the last two years, and I don't have the time or energy to take care of that. What's more, marriage is a political tactic in the first place, and if you haven't changed your mind at that time, what difference does it make who you marry? Zuo Si asked rhetorically with an indifferent expression.

"In that case, how about I choose one for you?" Sean VII said tentatively with a smile on his face.

"Yes, please."

Zuo Si made a gesture of please very generously.

"Aisha! From today onwards, you are the crown prince and first in line to the throne of the Empire. ”

Sean VII announced his decision directly to the half-elf girl who was reading a book.

When the latter heard this, he first froze in place, then squirmed up and down his throat and swallowed saliva, and asked in a stammering tone: "First...... Ancestor, why me? I can't manage a country, and I can't be a decisive emperor like you. ”

Sean VII replied with a smile: "You don't need to be able to run a country well, and you don't need to be a decisive emperor. See this young man next to me? His name is Soth, and your mission is to marry him in the future and bring about the birth of a great empire. ”

"Ming...... I see. ”

The girl nodded as if she didn't understand.

Because she had read a lot of books, she knew that she had no ability to resist the ancestor's decision, or that it was useless to resist.

There are too many spells in magic that can forcibly change a person's memory, thinking, and personality.

So instead of finding guilt for herself, she chose to lie down directly.

Anyway, the so-called "imperial princess" is a tool used for marriage, which is clearly mentioned in many books.

Compared to marrying those old men or middle-aged men, Zuo Si, who looks young and erudite, is obviously much better.

Seeing that the girl was so well-behaved and sensible, Xia En VII immediately showed a satisfied smile, and immediately turned his head to Zuo Si and said, "What, are you still satisfied with this result?" You know, Aisha is the best of all my descendants. She is intelligent, sensible, tolerant of a Carlins woman, and will never interfere with a man's private life. In a few days, I will begin to train her to become a qualified mage. ”

"I don't have any reason to object, just do as you say." Zuo Si simply agreed.

After all, Sean VII is one of his important allies in the Feron Continent, and maybe some more in-depth cooperation can be carried out in the future, and the marriage is indeed beneficial to both parties.

What's more, the institution of marriage in the land of Carlinfir has never been monogamous, but standard polygamy.

Some nobles and wealthy merchants have favored concubines, and the number can even reach an astonishing triple digit, and the races are even more diverse, even the frost giants in the far north.

Therefore, the women of Kalinshan are often very open in this regard, as long as they can ensure their comfortable life, they do not care how many pet concubines their husbands have at home and how many lovers they have outside.

"Very good! Then the matter is settled. And how should we deal with the Church of Tyre, the god of suffering, and Tyre, the god of suffering? Although they are openly supporting me now, I am not on the same path as them. ”

Sean VII raised a question that bothered him.

Despite his ease with dealing with nobles, merchants, and thieves' guilds, he really has little experience in dealing with the gods.

Because when the Shane dynasty collapsed, the gods interfered with the material world far less frequently than they do now, and they didn't have to spend much effort to deal with religious contradictions.

But now?

Churches that are hostile to each other often mingle physically!

In particular, the followers of Shirek, the prince of lies, who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, are all a scourge in society.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party is a powerful divine power and has a strong revenge mentality, Sean VII would have taken advantage of last night's efforts to kill all this garbage.

Obviously, he was in complete agreement with Zuo Si on how to deal with the church of Ciric.

"On this point, I think it is easy to deal with, which is to give them some enforcement powers, but not to give legislative and executive powers."

Zuo Si didn't even think about it, so he gave a direct answer.

He had long thought about how to use the ecclesiastical power of these good gods to serve himself.

In particular, Tyr, the god of justice, has always placed great emphasis on procedural justice.

In other words, as long as the legal guarantee of a city or even a country is slightly more neutral and kind, they will choose to actively abide by it and actively join the law enforcement agency to become a member of the maintenance of order.

This means that the church of Tyre, the god of justice, is not only a threat to the ruler, but a lubricant to promote stability and alleviate social contradictions, as long as it is used in the right place.

After all, in the eyes of low-level civilians, Tyr represents absolute justice and will not favor anyone when dealing with things, so he is generally quite convinced of the results of their judgments.

Having such a group of people as law enforcers not only strengthens the prestige of the government, but also inhibits the breeding of corruption.

The most important thing is that because they do not have legislative power, they do not actually hold the supreme authority of the state, let alone have any influence on decision-making, they are just a group of mere tools.

On the Aztec continent, this is how Zuo Si used the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart.

In Luskan, he also used the same means to make these good and orderly people serve him.

In particular, the Holy Warrior Kaidon was not only stationed in Luskan for a long time, but also established a training base to continuously train a large number of professional law enforcement officers.

Although in the beginning, he simply wanted to train Paladin apprentices.

But Zuo Si was very smart enough to stuff two hundred people in one go, and said that he would provide enough students for him.

As we all know, training a paladin is a very time-consuming and laborious task.

Normally, a Paladin can only bring a maximum of two or three apprentices at a time.

That's it, the elimination rate is often as high as more than 70 percent, let alone bringing 100 people at once.

After all, a paladin is not a warrior, as long as he learns combat skills, he can become a teacher.

The hardest part of becoming a paladin is the training of heart and will, and the dedication to a just cause.

Since this is a serious violation of biological instincts, it is not something that most people can do at all, and it must be taught by the older paladins.

But Kaidong led two hundred people at once, where did he have the time and energy to teach and influence one by one, he could only teach the apprentices how to wear armor and use various weapons to fight, and then explain the experience and skills of law enforcement, and the results were self-evident.

The Holy Warriors have not been trained at all, but they have created a large number of low-level law enforcement officers who can only follow procedures.

Of course, Kaidong is not aware of the problem at the moment.

When something really happens, he will realize that the students he has cultivated are actually far from what he imagined.

"I see! What a perfect idea. ”

Sean VII was so clever that he immediately understood the subtext that the other party wanted to express, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Zuo Si also added with a smile: "Any stable society needs the law to maintain the most basic order, but maintaining it often requires paying high costs. Why not have the church of Tyre, the god of justice, not only greatly reduce this cost, but also reduce popular resistance to the rulers? Trust me, you're going to love them. ”

Just as Shane VII was about to say something, a fat-headed and big-eared figure suddenly walked in from outside, touched his chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, at your request, I have investigated how many thieves' guilds in Port Carlin are involved in this operation."

"Oh? How many? Sean VII asked quietly.

"Ten...... Twelve! With the exception of the docklands under my control, almost every Thieves Guild has sent its most elite Assassins. ”

The fat man wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead and face with a very subtle movement, and then raised his head to reveal a pair of eyes full of nervousness and fear.

He was none other than the leader of the Thieves' Guild, who had worked closely with Zuo Si - Epke.

It is precisely because of such a relationship that his guild power has not been suppressed, but has obtained a series of benefits and privileges.

However, these benefits are obviously not easy to hold, and the price is to lose independence and become a subordinate agency under the control of the Necromantic Emperor, responsible for gathering intelligence and finding information.

If Shane VII loses this fight, then what awaits Epke is to be besieged by all the thieves' guilds throughout Port Carlin.

But if he succeeds, then he will become the master of the underground world of Port Carlin, and truly one person is above ten thousand.

In the future, there may be a chance to wash your name, become a high-ranking official or nobleman, and establish your own family.

In order to realize his ambitions, this fat man decided to gamble with all his wealth and life after much thought.

"All? That's great news, don't you think? Sean VII set his sights on Zuosi.

"Good news indeed. All the enemies can't help but jump out, and you can now catch them all. Zuo Si echoed with a relaxed face.

Sean VII nodded slightly: "That's right! It's time to get your hands dirty. If you don't mind, can you help me deal with these pesky thieves' guilds? As the Emperor, it seems a bit out of place for me to go into the sewers. ”

"No problem, it's just a trifle. Davidian, go and go with Epke. ”

Zuo Si gave the order to the Flame Dragon Knight who was standing behind him.

Apparently, he didn't really want to get into the stinking sewers of Port Carlin, which was littered with decomposing corpses and bones.

"As you wish!"

Davion was as hardworking as ever, bowing to his master and getting up to follow Epke outside the palace.

There was no communication between the two along the way.

It wasn't until he walked out of the palace and returned to the territory under his control that Epke let out a long breath, raised his head and asked in a slightly worried tone: "Your Excellency, I want to confirm before I start, how is your strength?" ”

He didn't need to ask to know that he didn't recognize the strong man in front of him as the soldier who followed Zuo Si at the beginning.

After all, it has evolved several times, so that it has changed too much in appearance.

Not to mention Epuk, even the little werewolf who lives in the mage tower, as well as the orc Ritter and the dwarven berserker Kogan may not be able to recognize it when they see it.

"You just have to tell me who to kill." Davidian replied with a blank face.

"What do you mean...... You're strong enough to single-handedly take down all the thieves' guilds? Epke's mouth grew in shock.

Although he had seen many arrogant people in his life, including the killer who could strike fear into the hearts of the entire Port of Carlin just by mentioning his name, Artemis Ntreuri.

But it was the first one to be arrogant to this extent.

Just as Epke wanted to tell Davidian about the strength of the various thieves' guilds, a dark shadow suddenly broke out of the window on the second floor of the house overhead, holding a dagger in one hand and a long sword emitting a magical halo in the other, stabbing at the fat-headed and big-eared leader of the thieves' guild at great speed.

Because everything happened too suddenly, the surrounding bodyguards didn't have time to react, and could only watch the sword and dagger get closer and closer to their boss, and they were about to splash blood on the spot.

At this critical moment!

Davidian jumped up at a faster speed, and the red dragon scale shield in his hand met him.

Next Second......

Bang!

Bang!

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I saw that the man who jumped from the second floor was first smashed by the front of the shield and flew out five or six meters away, followed by his whole body smashing a wall nailed to a wooden board under the huge impact, and sliding along the ground and knocking down a large number of tables and chairs, which frightened the guests in the tavern.

Normally, with Davidian's 55-point exaggerated strength attribute, most of the "delicate and frail" assassins suffered from this blow and suffered a fracture of the whole body, accompanied by the rupture of internal organs and massive bleeding, and they should have choked their breath when they landed.

But not only did he not die, but after spitting out a large amount of dark red plasma and blood clots, he picked up the dagger in his hand and began to kill in the tavern.

Every time he killed someone, his injuries improved significantly.

After slaughtering all the living in the tavern, the killer was fully restored, staring at Davian, who had almost stoned himself to death.

"Ah...... Artemis Ntreuri? How did you end up here! ”

Epke, who was the survivor of the catastrophe, instantly recognized the identity of the person who assassinated him, and couldn't help but scream.

It's a pity that Ntreuri obviously didn't intend to speak, but raised his left hand high.

Before the others could react to the meaning of the action, several drow elves emerged from the darkness, raised their specially made crossbows, aimed at Epke, and pulled the trigger.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!

Under the refraction of the sunlight, it can be seen that the tips of these sharp crossbows are emitting a purple light, which is not only enchanted, but also obviously quenched.

But alas, these people underestimated Davidian's reaction speed.

With an agility attribute of up to thirty points, he is an out-and-out superman to some extent, and quickly raised his shield to block in front of Epke.

As a result, all crossbow losses were blocked by the sturdy dragon scale shield.

At this moment, Epke's whole body was completely soaked with sweat, and even his pants were wet.

Because he was not a fool, he knew that someone must have paid a lot of money to hire Artemis Ntreili and the dark elves to kill him.

And if it weren't for Davidian, he would have been a corpse at the first blow.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Epke's heart was beating violently, and his eyes revealed a strong fear of death, and he subconsciously activated the amulet he wore around his neck.

Moment!

A ring of magic [Shield Technique] appeared on his body.

But just as the shield took effect, another dark elf rushed out of the alley behind him.

Since he was wearing a pair of magic boots at his feet, he didn't make any footsteps, and raised the thin sword in his hand to give Epke a back touch.

At the critical moment, it was Davian's high perception attribute and blind sense from the red dragon bloodline that sensed the danger, and pushed Epke to the ground, using his body to catch the opponent's attack.

The moment the thin sword collided with the red dragon armor, the former bent ninety degrees on the spot and failed to pierce the body at all.

"Damn! Who are you? I don't remember the thieves' guild in Port Carlin having a master like you. ”

Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the dark elves quickly backed away to open up a safe distance.

From the conspicuous wide-brimmed hat, and the large array of rings, jewelry, and amulets that he wore up and down, it was not difficult to identify him as Jalasso, who had just left the Dark Realm.

Just as Davidian was about to open his mouth to respond, Epke took the lead and asked loudly, "Why are you here to kill me?" Are you hired by another thief guild? ”

"That's right, you guessed it. You must know that your life is worth a lot now, and whoever can successfully complete the assassination will immediately receive a bounty of 200,000 gold coins. It just so happened that we needed a large amount of money for start-up capital right now, so ......"

Jalaso deliberately dragged out a long note, and the implication was self-evident.

"Who posted the bounty?"

Epke two

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he asked through gritted teeth.

"Yin Wo, Kevin, Antun, ......, all the thieves' guilds in the entire Port of Carlin have joined forces to issue a bounty on you, because you are a traitor and go against the traditions that have always been here." Eun Trili replied in a tone without a hint of emotion.

"Against tradition? Traitor? Hahahaha! What a clumsy excuse that they're just jealous of me. ”

Epke got up from the ground and laughed sarcastically.

David pulled out the red crystal sword hanging from his waist, and gave a guarantee without looking back: "Don't worry!" With me, no one can kill you. ”

"Humph! Not necessarily. ”

Jalaso suddenly grabbed the ruby pendant around his neck and activated the spell stored inside with a spell.

An orange-red fireball flew out of his fingertips and slammed straight into Epke's location.

"Don't think!"

Davidian slammed his legs into the ground and rushed out like an arrow from a string, directly blocking the path of the fireball.

Rumble!

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With a loud bang, the blinding flames directly engulfed him, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jalaso immediately mocked triumphantly: "Idiot! Actually use your body to block the fireball? I really don't know whether to laugh at your stupidity or admire your bravery. But it doesn't matter, now I'm going to take the head worth 200,000 gold coins. ”