Fort Santil, also known as "Samenburg", is the most powerful city-state on the Lunar Sea, second to none in terms of military power and trade volume, and is also the birthplace and most important base of the evil organization of Feron, the Santarim Society.

It is located in the middle of the continent, close to the north.

Like many port cities, it was built next to a large river called "Tais".

Not only is the geographical location extremely superior, but as long as you pass through the Ris River and Dragon Bay in the south of the Moon Sea, you can reach the largest inland sea in the center of the Faren Continent - the Falling Star Sea, which has very convenient transportation.

After all, at any given time, the cost of land transport is much higher than that of water and sea transport, especially in a world dominated by animal-powered carts.

This is why most of the most prosperous, prosperous, and populous cities in Faerun are almost without exception harbors built close to the river.

The huge Sea of Falling Stars can be understood as the "Mediterranean" of another world.

Since it is surrounded by land, the wind and waves are much smaller than in other seas outside.

Port cities are often very close to each other, making them a natural basis for maritime trade.

Therefore, after dominating the Moon Sea, the power of Santil Fort took advantage of the situation to enter the most prosperous and at the same time the most densely populated area of the Faren continent to expand.

Some of these towns were even subverted by the Santarim secret agents and gradually came under the control of the church of Bane, the god of tyranny.

The farthest reaches even extend to the area of the steam lake in the south.

This aggressive policy of expansion was certainly not a problem when Bane was alive.

But with his death, and the rise of Ciric, things get subtle.

You must know that according to the tradition of the Faeron Continent, if one god falls, and another god inherits all his priesthood and divine power, under normal circumstances, whether it is a church, a pastor, or a believer, he should immediately turn to the arms of this new god.

Back then, the second generation of the goddess of magic replaced the first generation, and Midnight replaced the second generation, which followed this process, and it was seamless and silky.

When Jeager, the ancient god of death, divided his power into three and gave it to Baal, Mirkor, and Bane, his large number of followers were converted in patches.

As for the recent canonization of Ciric, the mortal church of Baal and Mirko even slipped directly to their knees, and all bowed down at the feet of this powerful and evil new god.

In a way, this is also a good reflection of the characteristics of the "neutral evil" camp of the above two gods and their believers, that is, selfishness and steering.

To put it simply, there is no principle.

Except for a very small number of core members and die-hard loyalists, no one wants to bury the gods they serve.

Barr's most powerful constituency, Melissanne, known as the "Deathwalker", did not hesitate to betray when she saw the opportunity to replace the former as the new god of murder.

But Bane's church is different.

The leadership, centered on Manson and Fourzor Chamberbery, saw through the insane, chaotic, and neurotic nature of Shirek, and rejected the god's offer of an olive branch in the first place.

And that's not all!

They also took advantage of the strict hierarchy of the church and the heartfelt recognition and worship of the Dark King, and more than once resisted the infiltration and erosion of Shirek himself and the churches under his command.

Even though the god of tyranny has been dead for many years, the black fist that symbolizes Bane's absolute obedience still stands here.

There is no doubt that even the gods were shocked and moved by the devotion and loyalty of these mortals to their faith.

Unfortunately, no amount of devout faith can undo the cruel reality that Bane is dead.

In this world where the gods really exist, the gods represent a powerful force.

Although Vozol Chamberbury pushed Siwem, the son of God, out in an attempt to raise the banner of rebellion against Sirek.

But the pitiful divine power that the latter had just gained from being canonized was simply not enough to maintain the huge system and hidden dangers caused by the overexpansion of the Bane Church.

The most important thing is that Siwim simply does not dare and does not have the strength to confront Ciric head-on.

Therefore, when Fourzor Chamberbury learned that the followers of Shirek were gathering on a large scale to Santilburg, and brought an artifact made of the lying priesthood, the "Shirek Sutra", intending to directly brainwash himself and other high-level leaders and even the people, he immediately urgently summoned all the core members.

If nothing else, just to let them all read the "True Biography of Ciric" that they accidentally picked up.

As a voter, Fourzor Chamberbury realized the moment he got the book that it was a powerful artifact, made by a god himself, presumably to restrain the Sheric.

Although he didn't know who the other party really was and why he wanted to help him.

But what is certain is that the god who created the book knew about Ciric's plans in advance, and did not want this madman to take control of Santilburg and Santarim in the slightest.

Silent!

Repression!

Fear!

The Santarim and Santil Castle rulers, who still believed in the god of tyranny, were overwhelmed by the fact that Shiric was playing for real this time.

After all, "Dark Sun" is now the most powerful and influential god among the gods of Ferron, second only to Io, the god of the gods, who appeared once in the turbulent year.

If he wanted to, he could even lower his avatar and raze the entire city to the ground at any time.

After a few minutes, Manson, as the supreme leader, slowly asked, "Simonmon, how long will it be before those dark day believers arrive at Santil Fort?" ”

"Half a month at most.

Half a month later, the first batch of 5,000 people will arrive.

In addition, I must remind you that they are in a very abnormal state of mind, fanatical and insane, shouting that the dark sun is the only true god in the world.

Anyone they met along the way would often be forcibly converted, or they would be executed in the most brutal manner. ”

Simon Monmon, who had transformed himself into a vampire, replied as he carefully avoided the sunlight shining in from the window.

Because he betrayed his mentor and secretly took refuge in Fourzor Chamberbury, he seemed to be extra cautious, for fear that Manson would notice something wrong.

However, such fears are clearly unfounded.

Because since he was killed by Zuo Si once, Manson's previous self-confidence has quickly disappeared, replaced by vigilance, suspicion, and staying in the tower all day and not wanting to go out.

Compared to his most trusted disciple, this guy is now focusing all his attention on Vozzor Chamberbury.

I am afraid that this friend and rival will suddenly launch a coup d'état and seize power.

"The only true God on earth? Are they crazy? ”

A high-ranking priest of Bane couldn't help but widen his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"Crazy? Hehe, maybe it's not just these mortals who are crazy, but also the gods behind them. ”

Furzol Chamberbery pursed the corners of his mouth and let out a sneer.

The senior priest immediately realized what was going on, and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?" Do you say ......"

Fuzol Chamberberry nodded slightly: "Yes, just as you guessed."

Don't forget, that divine book made through the priesthood of lies, but even God can influence.

What would happen if an idiot had a whim to open it and watch it himself?

So it's not that those believers are crazy, but it should be that the gods behind them are crazy and instill some crazy thoughts and ideas in them. ”

"I see! So, we can use this to try to unite with the other gods and their churches to deal with these guys who are trying to subvert and control Santilburg? The High Pastor's eyes lit up as he proposed.

But Mansong interrupted bluntly: "Don't be naïve!

Who can we unite?

Many cities around the entire Moon Sea trembled under the obscenity of the dark sun.

And the churches of the good gods want us to fight with them, or better.

The immediate priority is to resurrect the great Bane.

I think it's time to kick-start that long-awaited plan. ”

Furzol Chamberbury agreed: "You are right.

Only when the great god of tyranny, Bane, is resurrected, can we have the strength to stand up to the Darksun and its minions.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the fortress is, it will always be breached one day just for passive defense.

What's more, this time the situation is completely different from the previous ones.

However, fortunately, at present, the power of order and evil in the Faren Continent is growing.

In particular, the sudden rise of Soth and his forces allowed the tyrant's idea of rule to be widely disseminated and recognized.

Many scholars have even begun to debate the merits of dictatorship and democracy.

Many more who have the potential to become tyrants are ambitiously awaiting an opportunity to abolish the hypocritical and inefficient parliaments and concentrate power in their own hands.

If that project were to be launched now, there would be a good chance that the great Bane would have succeeded in bringing the great Bane back from the dead. ”

"So...... You mean we can use Darksun, these already insane believers, as sacrifices? ”

A terrifying red glow flashed in Simonmon's eyes.

"Why not?

Don't forget, although they are all crazy, the pious and crazy faith is true.

The greatest gift for the Great Dark King!

We have the vehicle to carry the spirit and strength of Bane!

There are countless devout believers with a wide influence!

And a whole bunch of near-perfect offerings!

At that time, if we contact the local shrines and convene believers to hold large-scale sacrificial celebrations, we will definitely be able to achieve the predetermined goal. ”

Fourzol Chamberbury raised his hands and shouted in a frenzied tone.

"The Great King of Darkness will return!"

"Dictatorship and tyranny are the only right way to rule this world!"

"Only Bann obeys!"

……

As the atmosphere of the scene was mobilized, many people began to shout excitedly.

Soon, with the cooperation and leadership of Manson and Fourzor Chamberbury, the entire Santaringuild and Santil Fort forces loyal to Bann were quickly mobilized.

The former was in charge of the magic part, and began to draw evil sacrificial circles in the basement of certain buildings in the city.

The latter secretly informed church members in other cities and towns to prepare for a grand sacrifice while the ceremony was taking place.

Poor Bane's son of God, Sivim, did not yet know that he was a temporary substitute for his father from beginning to end.

Defeating Cirek to reclaim the priesthood and become the new Dark King is all a lie.

Both Manson and Furzor Chamberbury were secretly plotting to use him to resurrect Bane.

Otherwise, it would not have been so many years later, and even the logo of the church would still remain the same, and the doctrine would not have changed a word.

While the Fort of Santil was preparing for the arrival of the Shirek followers, Fuzor Chamberry and Simon had a private meeting while Manson was busy arranging the sacrificial circle and had no time to take care of him.

I saw that the two looked into each other's eyes for a full minute after meeting, and then they laughed in unison.

Xi Manmeng asked even more bluntly: "In your plan, my teacher should also be one of the sacrifices, right?" ”

"Oh? How do you know? ”

Vozol Chamberbury grinned and asked rhetorically, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Because you've wanted to get rid of him and take full control of the Santarins and Santil Fort for too long.

And this happens to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If I'm not mistaken, you should get in touch with South, right?

I have to say, I was really impressed by your generosity this time.

Use Manson's power to deal with Darksun and his followers, and then use the power of Soth to kill Manson once and for all.

When the sacrifice is complete, the King of Darkness returns from the dead.

Not only will you be able to re-establish yourself as its chief electorate, but you'll also be able to introduce him to a tyrant who will influence the entire continent of Faeron. ”

Xi Man is worthy of being the true controller of the dark intelligence network, and his keen sense of intrigue and intrigue is far beyond ordinary people, and he directly sees through the true purpose of the "Tyrant of the Moon Sea" under a series of complex operations.

Because he knew that since the other party made the decision to eradicate Manson, he had been gathering information in the shadows, trying to find the location where this cunning and legendary mage hid the clone.

Not long ago, the location was finally discovered by a double agent who sold it to Fourzol Chamberbury for a high price.

It also meant that Mansson, without knowing anything, was pinched by his most threatening rival.

As one of the survivors who managed to escape from Luskan in the first place, Simon was 100% convinced that as long as Zuosi and Fuzor Chamberberry joined forces, they would definitely be able to kill all the clones of his mentor.

Bang Bang ......

With the crisp sound of clapping, Fuzol Chamberberry laughed and praised: "Hahahaha! Dear Simanmon, you are really good, and even surpass Manson in his carefulness and intrigues.

And you are a really smart person who never puts yourself in danger and always knows when it's time to make the right choice.

That's right!

I've made contact with Soth, and even the crazy plans of the Dark Sun were told to me.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have made a desperate gamble and made a sudden decision to resurrect Bane, the great god of tyranny, at such a time. ”

"And at what cost? As far as I know, Soth is not a man of goodness. Even Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, wants him to help, and she needs to pay accordingly. ”

Simon continued to cautiously probe the truth.

He obviously understood his Achilles' heel as an undead creature, a vampire, so he kept a safe distance from a considerable distance, for fear that the other party would suddenly burst out and give him an amazingly powerful positive energy magic spell.

"The price is that we have to give up our infiltration and control of West Hartland and the Steam Lake area.

The Dark Keep, including your rule, must also be relinquished.

In addition, all future activities of the Santarim Society on his territory must be open and transparent.

In return, the Church of Bane, the God of Tyranny, is free to preach, establish temples, and strongholds within its domain, but is not allowed to have armed forces.

Well, it's not hard to accept, is it? ”

There was a hint of smugness in Furzol Chamberbury's tone.

Xi Manmeng lowered his head and thought for a moment, and immediately realized the true intention of this deal, and couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Yes! For you, it's not hard to accept, it's just a lot of money.

Not only can the other party use the hand to get rid of the thorns in the church who are unwilling to obey orders, and integrate forces, but also expand the scale and influence of the church.

While the actions of the Santarim had to be transparent to Soth, he did not prohibit fighting with the Harper's Alliance.

This means that instead of being on the harpist's side, he is more inclined to work with us.

Last but not least, in this deal, Soth exhibited tyrannical authoritarian tendencies.

Whether he believes in Bane or not, he is sure to be appreciated and favored by the Dark King.

It seems that the mentor is really going to lose this time.

Say, how do you need me to cooperate? ”

"It's easy, get Clarice for me. Whether it's directly transformed into a vampire derivative, or by buying, co-opting, or exploiting his emotional weaknesses, I'm going to put an eye around Manson that can stare at him twenty-four hours a day. ”

Fourzol Chamberbury was straightforward.

"No problem.

I'll talk to Clarice later.

She has also been pressed a little hard by her mentor recently, and her spirit has been on the verge of collapse.

I guess it shouldn't be too much of a problem to get her to our side. ”

Simon agreed without thinking.

He had a good relationship with Clarice, and even had a secret lover for a while.

What's more, even if the talks collapse, you can directly transform them into your own descendants or servants.

"Be careful, don't get noticed by Manson. I don't want to fall short at a critical moment. Furzol Chamberbury admonished in a serious tone.

Simon didn't say anything, just nodded in response, and then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

Just a second later, he appeared at his residence in Fort Santil.

Ashmi, the Moon Elf mage who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly asked, "How is it?" Is Vozzor Chamberbury really ready to seize power? ”

"Well, yes. And he's found a fairly powerful ally, and it seems that the mentor is really going to be finished this time. ”

Simon opened his mouth to reveal two sharp canine teeth, and without saying a word, he bit down on the former's slender and white neck, greedily sucking the sweet taste of the other's crimson blood.

Ashmi visibly seemed to be stimulated, and couldn't help but shiver and moan with pleasure.

After a full ten seconds, when her face began to turn pale from excessive blood loss, Xi Manmon let go and showed an extremely satisfied expression.

From the intimate movements and ambiguous expressions, it is not difficult to see that the two are not only superiors and subordinates, but also lovers or lovers.

It's just that for some reason, Simon didn't transform the Moon Elf mage of this evil camp into his own descendants.

"Damn! Your thirst for blood is getting stronger. If I continue like this, sooner or later I will be sucked alive by you. ”

Ashmi touched the two bitten cuts on his neck and whispered in an almost coquettish tone.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited, so I'm a little bit excited."

Xi Manmeng subconsciously licked the remaining blood stains on his sweet lips, and an embarrassed expression appeared.

There is no doubt that vampires are very few undead creatures that can perfectly retain their sense of taste, smell, physical desires, and emotions during their lifetime.

But the only flaw is the insatiable hunger for blood.

Even a calm and rational mage like Simon can easily lose control of a strong impulse when sucking blood.

But fortunately, Ashmi was not a helpless ordinary civilian, so he quickly took out a bottle of potion and drank it, recovered most of the lost blood, and then whispered tentatively: "So, you have made up your mind to side with Furzol Chamberbury?" ”

"Oh, no, dear. The Moonsea Tyrant's greed and thirst for power is too strong to be a long-term ally. Compared to him, I think there is another person who is more worthy of refuge. ”

As he said this, Simon raised his hand and gently stroked the Moon Elf lover's cheek, his eyes shining with a sinister, cunning, and deep light.

"Who is he? I don't remember that there was a second person in the Santarim Society and Santil Fort besides your mentor Manson who was qualified to wrestle with Furzol Chamberbury. Ashmi asked impatiently.

Simon replied bluntly, "It's Soth, the plague child of the goddess of poison and disease, and the only chosen one to bestow the silver fire on Midnight by the third generation of the goddess of magic."

From what I've gathered through the Dark Intelligence Network, he's now unimaginably powerful.

Whether it's the arcane mystical order of spellcasters, the 100% obedient church to which Talona is in the mortal world, or the terrifying and terrifying allies like the Necromantic Emperor Shane VII, they are enough to shelter us when the matter is revealed.

Compared to Fourzor Chamberry, who thinks he has won the game and will not give much benefit at all, this is the choice that can maximize the benefits.

And Soth must be more than happy to have a spy like me within the Santarim Society and Santil Fort.

So I need you to make a run for me, to talk to our future master, and to get a better deal. ”

"I see!

I knew you weren't at the mercy of Fourzor Chamberbury, and secretly you had your own plans.

Secretly taking refuge in a powerful deity who is in the limelight, the electorate will surely reap more benefits.

Most importantly, this Lord Soth is a mage like us, and he has a lot of precious and rare magical resources at his disposal, which is far better than simply working for Furzor Chamberbury.

My dear, your ingenuity never disappoints, and you really deserve to be the man I fancied. ”

With that, Ashmi put his arms around Simanmon and kissed him on his pale cheek.

"Here, this is where Thor may appear on the continent of Feren.

You go now, the sooner you get this done, the better.

I recommend that you go to the Mage Tower in Ascatra first, then go to Luskan or the Nelanthor Islands if you can't find anyone, and finally to the castle in the countryside of Amm and the houses in Waterdeep.

Now that he has made contact with Fourzol Chamberberry, it means that he must be in Faeron and not in any other plane at the moment.

Oh, by the way, bring this list of spells that automatically regenerate vitality to the Ainstone and Mentor Manson as a welcome gift. ”

Simon gave the Lunar Elf Mage the chips he had prepared to the Moon Elf Mage.

After the latter got these things, he quickly cast the teleportation magic of today's memory, directly crossing the distance of four or five countries and regions, and directly appeared at the door of the gold coin capital.

In order to avoid being known by others, Ashmi did not use the Santarim Society's stronghold in the city, let alone notify or contact the agents operating in Am, but used the cover of night to hide his identity and came to the door of the mage tower alone.

Since she was just in time for the meal, she saw a scene that surprised her greatly.

Dozens of children dressed in patched clothes that could be seen as poor and from poor families emerged in droves from the tower, a symbol of mystery, knowledge, power, and magic.

The oldest of them was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was only six or seven years old, and about half of them were men and women.

The only thing in common is the high belly and the satisfied smile on the face.

It doesn't take to know that the little ones have just finished their free dinner provided by the Mage's Tower, and are about to return to their home in the slums together.

Orphans who have lost their parents can spend the night in the humble temple of the god of suffering, Inmat.

I've already said hello to the Shadow Thieves Guild, so I don't have to worry about kidnapping, robbery, or anything like that.

Some of the older youngsters had also been trained as orthodox warriors, with a short or long sword pinned to their waists, which ordinary ruffians and petty thieves might not be able to beat.

Ashmi didn't understand how these poor children, who didn't look like mage apprentices at all, were qualified to enter the mage tower.

Slave?

Servant?

Consumables for all kinds of dangerous magic experiments?

Or is it to satisfy the tower's owner's unknown special hobby?

Just as she was about to stop the group of children to inquire, she suddenly felt a pair of sharp and vigilant eyes watching her.

When he looked up, he found a young girl standing at the gate of the tower, with a wild aura all over her body, her eyes glowing green under the light of the bright moon, and a white winter wolf as big as a calf beside her.

Werewolf?!

The Moon Elf female mage judged the identity of the other party at a glance.

Because she had fought such dangerous beasts more than once, she knew all too well how difficult the opponent's speed, strength, agility, and resilience could be.

And for some reason, Ashmi always felt that the girl in front of her seemed to be very different from ordinary werewolves.

In particular, the height of more than two meters, the thick skeleton, and the overdeveloped and strong muscles are constantly exuding a dangerous aura.

"Who are you? What do you want to do here? The werewolf girl was the first to break the silence and asked.

She is none other than the leader of the werewolf clan who took refuge in Zuosi in Port Carlin, and Van Goes, who has the title of "Wolf Mother".

It was taller and more muscular than most adult barbarian males, apparently due to the after-effects of receiving the more powerful dire wolf bloodline.

You must know that goblins that can only grow up to one or three or four at the highest, after obtaining the dire wolf transformation ability, their height will jump directly to 1.8 meters or 1.9 meters, not to mention the normal height of humans who are 1.7 meters.

However, Zuo Si has already begun to optimize and reorganize the three werewolf beast curses that he has obtained so far (the native werewolves of Faerun, the werewolves of the Enchanted Earth, and the werewolves of Innistria).

I believe that a way to get the little werewolves back to their normal body shape should soon be found.

Otherwise, the faces of young boys, girls, Lori and Zhengtai, with terrifying height and exaggerated muscles, look too weird.

Although these little ones don't care at all.

Instead, I feel excited and excited to gain greater strength.

Ashmi narrowed his eyes and looked Vangues up and down, before responding after a long moment, "You don't have the right to know who I am." Bring a message to the owner of this place for me, and say that I have a very important and confidential matter that I need to talk to him face-to-face. ”

"You want to see the master?"

A puzzled look appeared on the werewolf girl's face as she sniffed the air with her nose.

Because she was very sure that she had never smelled the smell of the woman in front of her before.

"That's right. I have a very important mission, and you better not be clever, or if you are delayed, Lord Soth will pick your skin with your own hands."

Ashmi made a half-truth threat.

Sadly, Van Gers doesn't eat it.

Because in her eyes, the Moon Elf female mage is too weak (only lv11), and she doesn't look like a person who is qualified to communicate face-to-face with Zuo Si.

After all, the arcane spellcasters who come and go in the mage tower on weekdays are also lichs with a minimum of lv15 or above.

After thinking for a while, the werewolf girl decided to strike first, regardless of whether she captured the other party alive and handed it over to her master.

Anyway, just snooping into the secrets inside the Mage Tower is quite suspicious.

You must know that in Ascatla, even the Masked Mage Guild and the Shadow Thieves dare not approach this area.

Thinking of this, Van Gers suddenly removed the compound bow from his back without warning, and his smooth and skillful movements completed the movements of retrieving the arrow, drawing the bow, and releasing his fingers in less than a second.

Next Second......

Sou!

A cold arrow flew straight into the Moon Elf mage's right shoulder.

Due to the bow's modern composite and low-effort pulley design, as well as its non-graded enchantment, its speed and penetration are terrifying.

So much so that when Ashmi reacted, the arrow was less than five meters away from him.

There's no time to think about it!

She could only immediately activate the second ring magic [Dimensional Jump], and instantly teleported out more than ten meters away, just to avoid the pursuit of the arrow.

However, although he was not injured, the mage's robe was cut open by the arrow, revealing his white shoulders, upper arms, and rose-colored chest underneath.

You don't need to ask to know that Danfan's reaction was a little slower just now, and now the Moon Elf female mage will be blown up by the huge penetration and inertia of the arrow, and then fall to the ground with her back facing the sky.

Even if the right hand is not completely abolished, it will no longer be able to perform complex and sophisticated spellcasting moves.

To make matters worse, the pain is severe and can interfere with mental concentration, resulting in an inability to enter the cast focus.

"Damn! Are you crazy? Attack me in the city! Ashmi roared angrily.

Because she had just realized that she had violated the city's ban on casting spells in public.

In Askatra, violating the ban would lead to the intervention and hunt of the Masked Mage's Guild.

It's a pity that Vangus, who has made up his mind, doesn't plan to communicate with this suspicious Moon Elf female mage in many languages.

Realizing that a ranged physical attack wasn't too much of a threat to a mage, she dropped her compound bow and rushed out like an arrow from a string.

During the run, thick black hair grows rapidly on the surface of the body, and the bones and muscles also expand at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Ultimately......

A super-large werewolf over two floors tall and resembling an ethiotic giant appeared out of thin air.

The feeling of oppression on his face suddenly made Ashmi Tongkong magnify, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, and it stopped beating in an instant.

She dared to guarantee that if she was caught, she would be 100% eaten alive in an instant, and there would not even be a little suspense, even if she was blessed with the Stone Skin Technique.

Four-ring arcane [force field wave].

Without hesitation, the Moon Elf mage activated one of her powerful spells at the bottom of the box.

As the name suggests, this is a typical force field type of magic, which generates a force field wave centered on the caster, indiscriminately impacting all living beings around it.

Although it does not deal any actual damage, it can force enemies away from close quarters.

The werewolf girl only felt a huge force like a hammer, slamming down on herself, and then she retreated three or four meters backwards uncontrollably before she could barely stabilize her body.

"What the fuck are you monsters?"

Ashmi asked in a stiff voice with a numb scalp.

She couldn't believe that there were werewolves of such a terrifying size in this world, even far more than beasts like the bear people, who were known for their huge size.

"Monsters? No! I'm not a monster, but I've been given the power of a great master! I suggest that you better give up resistance and surrender immediately. Otherwise, when I fight and rise, there is no guarantee that I will not be able to resist tearing you apart. ”

Van Gers opened his mouth to reveal a mouthful of razor-sharp teeth, and his eyes burst with a fierce, bloodthirsty, and brutal light.

"Wait! I think we should talk. ”

Ashmi was visibly frightened by the direwolf's exaggerated size and terrifying vitality, and he also developed a strong sense of awe for the owner of the mage tower behind him.

Because she understands that Zuo Si, who has mastered the power of this powerful beast curse, can create an extremely powerful army at any time, and may even have secretly built one.

"Talk?

Sorry, you're not qualified to negotiate terms with me right now.

To be precise, there is only one choice before you, and that is to honestly give up resistance and be captured by me.

Otherwise, I promise, you won't even have a chance to escape.

Because I'm not alone, but the leader of the wolves......"

As the last word blurted out, Van Gers raised his hair and let out a high-pitched, piercing howl.

Whew—

Moment!

Suddenly a pair of eyes glowing green suddenly appeared in the darkness around them.

In the blink of an eye, more dire wolves slowly emerged from the darkness, surrounding the Moon Elf mage in the middle.

Along with them, there were dozens of winter wolves and coupons.

With the support of the mage tower not far away, the latter immediately realized that he didn't even have a chance to activate the teleportation magic to escape, and decisively gave up resistance and raised his hands high, and said with a helpless and bitter face: "Okay, okay, I admit surrender." ”

"A wise choice."

Vangues smirked, and quickly motioned with his eyes for the rest of the clan to step forward and disarm Ashmi.

In particular, rings, necklaces, and various trigger-type magic items.

Her hands were then tied with rope to ensure that she could not cast any spells that required movement.

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When all this was done, the little werewolves lifted their transformations and laughed and brought their captives into the tower.

After about a few minutes, Ashmi finally met Zuo Si himself in the library.

"Are you having fun?"

Zuo Si, who was transcribing some magical knowledge, didn't raise his head and asked.

"Uh...... Do you know what's going on out there? Van Gers was visibly taken aback.

Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and shook his head in response, "This is the Mage Tower I built with my own hands.

Do you think that the battle that took place at the door would be left untold by Tower Consciousness?

I know you're eager to work for me, but remember not to be so reckless next time.

Also, untie this elven lady and return the magical items that belong to her. ”

"Oh-"

Van Gers scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, and then gave the little werewolf next to him a look.

The latter didn't say a word, and immediately threw the ring, necklace, gems, scroll box and other things in his hand to Ashmi, and then ran away without a trace.

No way!

These agitated little creatures are very aggressive by nature, and often deliberately make things difficult for visitors they don't know, and the last time the Shadow Thieves Guild sent to buy poison was tossed up.

But fortunately, they also know how to be measured, and they often only tease and intimidate, and by the way, they test their strength, and they don't really hurt people.

Picking up the lost things that fell on the ground, the slightly embarrassed Moon Elf female mage cleaned them up as quickly as possible, and then sewed up the torn robe with a trick, then took a deep breath, touched her chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

"Good evening, Your Excellency Soss. My name is Ashmi, and I'm here on behalf of Simanmon to talk to you about the future

things. ”

"Simon Mon?"

Zuo Si's mind instantly appeared that the person in charge of the dark intelligence network whose words and deeds were full of elegance, and immediately asked with great interest: "Didn't Xi Manmeng secretly take refuge in Furzol Chamberberry?" ”

"That's just a stopgap measure. In fact, it is not in our interest to work for Frior Chamberry. Ashmi explained quietly.

"So...... He now wants to betray Vozol Chamberbury after betraying Manson to join me? ”

Zuo Si was obviously very surprised by Xi Manmeng's repeated sideways jump.

Because this is not an ordinary job-hopping, but an undercover spy in the Santarin Society and Santil Fort, the risk is very high.

At least he didn't think that Fourzor Chamberberry would let the traitor Simanmon live after he learned the truth.

Ashmi nodded earnestly, "Yes." According to Simon Simanmon, only you can do us enough good, and at the same time protect us when the matter is revealed. In return, the intelligence network of the Santarinist Society will be at your disposal in the future. ”

"Hehe, it sounds tempting. But I guess that's Simon Mon's idea, not yours, right? ”

A blue glow flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

From the moment the Moon Elf Mage entered the room, he had already begun to use various psychic magic to read each other's minds, and found something very interesting.

"You're as good as rumored to be at discovering other people's hidden thoughts.

Yes, I do have my own plans.

In addition to the terms offered by Simon Mongol, I myself would like to make another deal with you.

It's up to me to keep an eye on Simon to make sure he never betrays you, or does anything in the dark. ”

Ashmi suddenly had a different creepy face......