"Humph! You guys who like to play tricks and tricks don't have a good thing. Vermes suddenly erupted two golden sparks from his nostrils, clearly expressing his resentment towards Simanmon, Kurremos, and the moon elf mage in front of him.

Because since the strange object that can control the brain and spy on other people's thoughts and memories has been removed, she has found that she can't play each other in this kind of intellectual game.

And everyone seems to be hiding some little secret, and always wants to try to use themselves for their purposes.

Most importantly, there is no way to use violence to solve the problem. There is no doubt that this feeling of being a fool is not good at all.

Vermes even had the urge to find Zuo Si and stuff the strange object back into his head. At least there are strange things, even if you don't think about it yourself, you won't be easily deceived or used by the enemy.

Especially in battle, two brains controlling the body at the same time is much more powerful than one brain. The psychic abilities and spells that the strange creatures unleash at a critical moment often help Vermes push back his opponents and seize the initiative.

"The Great Red Dragon Queen! Please don't confuse me with them. I have never thought of anything else to Lord Soth and to you. Ashmi put one hand to his chest and bowed deeply.

Slender and thin, she was like an insignificant little ant in front of the super giant purgatory red dragon in front of her.

Just the dragon power that unintentionally emanated made the Moon Elf female mage feel a strong sense of fear uncontrollably.

The reason why she is still standing here and not turning around and running away is entirely because compared to Simon and Kurremos, she is the weakest one.

If you want to kill Jaz, the cripple who has occupied the core area of the court and the Mystery Lock, and the dark elf force he leads, the Djell family, and avenge the death of their relatives and friends, they must rely on external forces.

Although after taking refuge in Zuosi, Ashmi can regularly report on some of Xi Manmon's small movements and thoughts by using the oil mobile terminal in exchange for various magical knowledge.

But this is still too slow to increase the cast level. So she quickly set her sights on Vermes, who had great power, but no matching intelligence and brains.

Since one of the two has strength but no brain, and the other has a brain and lacks strength, it can be said that they hit it off.

As a result, these guys inevitably fell into a state of cooperation and wariness and suspicion with each other.

Although Vermes was not smart, he had been following Zuosi for the longest time, so he learned some tricks to play tricks.

She first used Simanmon to counterbalance Kurremos, and then used Ashmi to monitor Simanmon.

In this way, even if you don't use your brain, you can easily figure out what the two guys who pose the biggest threat to you are behind it.

I have to say that after several years of repeated training, this purgatory red dragon, which was originally simple-minded and had developed limbs, is developing in a more and more cunning and insidious direction.

And when things happen, they no longer always think about violence, killing, and destruction to solve problems. If Zuo Si knew about these operations, he would be very pleased.

"Loyal? Did you believe it yourself when you said this? Soth once said that loyalty is a false proposition in the first place. A person swearing allegiance to another may require a myriad of reasons, and they must share common interests, thoughts, or philosophies. But if you want to betray, you only need one reason. As a result, he never cared about the loyalty of his subordinates, but would use simpler, more direct methods to maintain a stable subordinate relationship. For example, offering an irresistible price tag and ensuring that any betrayer will pay a terrible price. You should know that, don't you? With that, Vermes slowly stood up and looked down at the moon elf mage who was trembling under the dragon's claws.

There is no doubt that she knows very well that she cannot control Kurremos, who is of similar strength, and Simanmon, who is the master of the dark intelligence network of the Santarim Society.

But Ashmi is different! This month, the elf female mage has no power of her own, let alone a backstage.

And like Vermes, she has already been branded with the mark of Bato's hell in the depths of her soul, and she belongs to the kind where her soul will be controlled by Zuo Si after death, so she should naturally be in the same camp.

In addition, due to the signing of the devil's pact to sell his soul, the possibility of Ashmi's sudden betrayal is slim.

This means that she will be a very good thinker and helper. Every powerful and evil Colored Dragon is usually surrounded by a similar spellcaster who is responsible for handling daily tasks and helping with advice.

In the past, Vermes had always been by Zuo Si's side, and he didn't have to worry about things like using his brain.

But now that she has set up her own door, she urgently needs such a role as her helper.

Otherwise, it will take a lot of time and energy just to manage a large number of minions, as well as deal with the goblins, orcs, gnolls, kobolds, ogres, barbarians, and various giants who come to take refuge on their own initiative.

Especially after the defeat of Baragath, countless tribes throughout the Star Swirl Mountains sent emissaries to meet the newly enthroned Red Dragon Queen and offer gifts eager to become her minions.

Even many dragons, out of fear, sent some gold and silver jewels, or sent for a valuable magic item or two, acknowledging Vermes' undisputed dominance over the territory.

Looking at the purgatory red dragon's deep and dark eyes like black jade, Ashmi bit his lip and nodded slightly: "Yes! I have nothing but fear and awe for Lord Soth. He is both the supreme Lord of Darkness and the Perfect Tyrant of Mighty and Terrifying. I am in control of my life and death, my destiny and my soul. And what he needs is not loyalty, but the best of his subordinates to use their talents and functions, while maintaining absolute obedience. ”

"That's right! Soth doesn't need waste, and he doesn't need fools who like to be smart. So if you want to climb the ladder under him and earn attention, the first thing you need to do is show your ability and talent. Just honestly doing your own job will never come out. But if you serve me and do good enough, then you can get extra points. By the same token, when my forces are strong enough, I can in turn send my men to infiltrate Komanso and enter Math Dronor to help you complete your long-awaited revenge. I believe you know best, I'm not like the sinister and cunning guys like Simon and Kurremos. With that, Vermes lowered his neck and put his huge head in front of the Moon Elf mage.

The suffocating oppression, and the scorching heat that erupted from his nostrils, made Ashmi almost suffocate in an instant.

But she bit her bleeding lip and forced herself to stay calm through the pain, and after a long while, she knelt down on one knee and solemnly responded, "It's my honor to be able to serve you!" Please rest assured, I will apply to Xi Manmeng after I get back, and I will be responsible for intelligence docking with you. I'm sure he'll be more than happy to let me accept the mess after all that you've just threatened. In this way, I will be able to use the intelligence network of the Santarim Society in the south to build a sphere of influence for you, centered on the Vortex Mountains, which is spread across various mountains, dense forests, and swamps. Lord Soth will rule a civilized world dominated by humans, and you will become the master of a savage world. ”

"Very good! I'm looking forward to seeing what you do! As the last word blurted out, Vermes stretched out the tip of his forked tongue and licked lightly at the slender neck and cheeks of the Moon Elf mage.

Moment! The latter's whole body straightened on the spot as if it had been stimulated, and his muscles tensed up and spasmed slightly.

Ashmi's experience is not due to some kind of physical reaction to external stimuli, but because of extreme mental fear.

You must know that color dragons, especially the evil, ferocious, and tyrannical red dragons, often like to eat the meat of young women.

Among them, the elven race is ranked first on the list of rare ingredients. So at the moment when she was licked by her forked tongue, she thought that the other party's beastly hair wanted to eat herself, and she was almost frightened into incontinence.

Fortunately! Vermes simply licked it, feeling the delicate skin and fleshy texture, and did not make any further moves.

"Please...... Rest assured, I won't let you down. Ashmi snapped into a snap, hurriedly saluted again, and vanished in place with a teleportation spell as if fleeing for his life.

Less than a dozen seconds after her front foot left, Vermes, who maintained a wicked expression, couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing and rolling on the pile of treasure.

"Interesting! It's so much fun! When it comes to playing with hearts and humanity, I really have to learn from South. As long as the seed of fear is planted deep in the other person's heart, then when it takes root and sprouts, I will be able to control this moon elf without much effort. The same can be said for anyone else. Speaking of this, the Purgatory Red Dragon suddenly paused, turned its gaze to the young brown dragon and black dragon prostrate on the ground, and ordered in a tone that could not be refused: "You two! Crawl over here! "Ortagos and Oroxes, who had just been beaten and repaired, dared to resist in the slightest.

Immediately, like two dogs tamed by their owners, their whole bodies crawled on the ground, trembling like geckos from the corners and quickly crawling to the front.

They didn't even dare to look up at the Red Dragon Queen who had defeated Baragath, staring down at the rocky ground heated by magma beneath their feet.

"Tell me, what does Baragas like to do to you on a typical day?" Vermes asked with interest, dragging his chin with his front paws.

He ...... He liked to tear small pieces of meat from us, cook them over a flame in front of me, and eat them little by little. Octagos replied in a slightly trembling voice.

Oloxes, on the other hand, added in the same tone of desperation: "Baragas don't give us any food, and we kill each other every year. And let's go see the remains of the dragons he killed and eaten. It is said that many dragon guards before us have been killed when they have grown to a certain extent. ”

"I see. No wonder you are so afraid of him. Vermes looked thoughtful.

There is no doubt that Baragas is the quintessential Red Dragon tyrant, using fear, violence, and death to force their targets into submission.

If it had been before, she would have 100% agreed with what Baragas had done, and felt that this was what a red dragon should do.

But now, Vermes directly performed a nine-ring wishing technique. Before the young black dragon, Oloxeth, could react to what had happened, he found that his wings, which had been torn off by force, had miraculously recovered.

Having been brutally abused for a long time, he obviously did not understand what the new master meant, and immediately raised his head with a frightened expression, for fear that this was the beginning of some more terrible torture.

But Vermes didn't do this, but threw a few rock goats that he had caught with his hands into the other party's eyes: "Here, eat." Unlike Baragath, as long as you are obedient and obedient, you do not have to worry about being abused and killed for no reason. Quite the opposite! As long as your performance satisfies me, I will even reward you for making you stronger through the power of magic. What I want to do is to dominate all the inaccessible mountains, forests, and swamps in the south of the west coast of the entire continent of Faerun. In order to achieve this goal, I need a lot of useful helpers. Do you see what I mean? ”

"You mean...... We don't have to be slaves anymore? The brown dragon Otagos was so excited that even his voice trembled.

"That's right! I can even give you the freedom to take the spoils of war and own your own nest and treasure. But only if you show enough value. And every treasure you acquire, you must hand over half of it to me. As he said this, the corners of Vermes' mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes flashed with greed.

You don't need to ask to know that her development and expansion of the scope of wealth are also learned from Zuo Si. After all, it's too slow to make money on your own, and you have to go out often, so the efficiency is really not very high.

In contrast, develop more subordinates, and then let them go to work, and just lie on the pile of treasures and wait for the other party to provide for how comfortable it is.

Over the years, Zuosi has taken almost half of Vermes' earnings through this method. Now Vermes has learned from the past and intends to exploit his subordinates in the same way.

In addition to this, she also learned how to enslave intelligent beings mentally and mentally from the process of managing goblin werewolves in Zuosi.

Oppression, violence and killing are all auxiliary means. Truly wanting to make the target willingly obey is not fundamentally different from training animals.

They all regulate the behavior of the other party through reward and punishment mechanisms, so as to form a habit and distort the original cognition.

After all, most people's behavior habits are formed little by little based on feedback. If you do something and get negative feedback all the time, not only will you not get reward and happiness from it, but you will get pain and suffering, then people will subconsciously avoid doing such things.

But if the opposite is the opposite, and the feedback is positive, and there is a steady stream of rewards and happiness from it, then they will be happy to do it.

Vermes is now going to use this feedback mechanism to domesticate two teenage dragons that have been completely corrupted by Baragath.

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"Happiness" comes from comparison. After a long period of inhuman torture, abuse, and death threats at Baragath, and suddenly a new merciful owner, Otargos and Oroxes immediately felt that the dragon was full of hope, and frantically gnawed on the flesh of the rock goat, and even a little moved in their hearts.

They simply did not realize that from this moment on, they had fallen into an elaborate trap.

In Vermes's eyes, the so-called management science is to squeeze his subordinates as much as possible through methods such as drawing a pie without arousing strong resistance, so as to obtain more and greater benefits.

She not only wants to oppress, but also makes these oppressed people grateful to themselves from the bottom of their hearts. If anyone has a different intention, they can directly and deliberately leak this guy's information to an organization that claims to be kind and righteous, and eradicate it with the help of the other party's hand.

Just as Vermes began to brainwash the two teenage dragons, far underground in the graveyard of Ascatla, the vampire queen Badi was prostrate on the ground, telling her master about a series of actions against the Shadow Thieves Guild in recent times, and the hidden intentions behind them.

I have to say that this scene really scared the demon elf assassin a lot. She even couldn't believe that the mastermind behind the huge Shadow Thieves Guild was about to become a civil war and split, and it was actually just an unauthorized action of one of Zuo Si's subordinates.

What's even more unacceptable to Fei De is that the other party has not even gone down in person so far, but has only shown his strength to the leaders of those subordinate guilds.

In particular, the traps scattered throughout the tombs and the pungent smell of blood pools are simply creepy.

"So the assassination of Alan Linville and the attack on the Shadow Thieves Guild headquarters have nothing to do with you, they are all Maiva's own ideas?" After listening to all the reports, Zuo Si touched his chin and a playful expression appeared.

Ba Di hurriedly nodded: "That's right." Maiva is an ambitious guy. Ever since he took over the Guild in the docklands, he has been actively expanding his power. He dared to do what other guild leaders didn't dare to do, and he also had to do contraband business that other guild leaders didn't dare to do. As far as I know, this guy has also made contact with Serre's red-robed mage, secretly peddling addictive alchemical drugs to some wealthy young people who are looking for thrills. Whether it was the assassination of Alan Linville or the direct attack on the Shadow Thieves Guild headquarters this time, he was hired from Serre's side. In the Jinjin Mall area, the red-robed mage has an organization called the Eight Staffs, and Maiwa should have their support. ”

"Searle's red robe is also involved?" A hint of surprise flashed in Zuo Si's eyes. about

He knew that the Eight Rods had a secret base in Askatra. This is because this stronghold is not the kind of concession that had extraterritorial jurisdiction and could garrison troops.

It is simply used as a place to buy and sell magical items, gather information, and provide employment services on the West Coast.

And there is an agreement with the Masked Mage Guild. So Zuo Si didn't pay much attention to it.

"I think they should be unwilling to lose such a huge market and profits, so they plan to use the black market of the Shadow Thieves Guild to do something. Not long ago they sent an emissary to try to conclude an alliance with me, but I refused. Badi explained cautiously.

There is no doubt that the vampire queen is not sure if these actions of hers are within the scope of her master's permission.

After all, the civil strife in the Shadow Thieves Guild has already begun to have a very serious impact on the social stability of Askatra.

If nothing else, when night falls, the two forces will kill each other more frequently and bloodily.

However, Zuo Si didn't pay attention to Badi, but set his eyes on Feide, and asked very dryly: "You should know all the information now, what are you going to do next?" ”

"You ask me?" The Demon Elf pointed to his nose with a confused expression. Because she has always positioned herself as an executor, not a decision-maker.

"Or else? Your wish should be Alan Linville's revenge, and by the way, you have been wronged, right? In that case, I'll leave the decision to you. Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

In his opinion, after he took over Am, there was no need for the Shadow Thieves Guild to remain as a criminal organization.

It is only necessary to absorb those elite thieves and assassins afterwards and form an organization similar to a spy agency to collect and spy on intelligence.

Hearing this, the corners of Feide's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but remind: "I'm just an assassin, and I'm best at killing rather than thinking. If you put this in my hands, I'm not responsible for messing it up. Zuo Si smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, no matter how much trouble you make, Ba Di will be responsible for wiping your ass." It just so happens that you should take advantage of this opportunity to learn how to think and manage an organization from the perspective of those in charge. Don't be afraid of mistakes and failures. Anyway, it's not you who will pay the price in the end, but the shadow thieves who don't realize that they are in trouble. Also, if you think there are any people in the Shadow Thief Guild who are worth pulling in, try to give them a choice. Remember, aside from knowledge and power, the most precious and valuable thing in this world is talent. Whether it is an organization or a country, it must have sufficient talents to manage in order to prosper and develop. Otherwise, even if you have huge wealth and resources, you will collapse from within little by little. Don't be in a hurry, you can take your time. I'll give you plenty of time, it doesn't matter if it's a few months or a year and a half. ”

"Okay, I'll try." Fidel was visibly moved. She is not an idiot, so she can naturally see that Zuo Si wants to cultivate herself to become the leader of a force.

Combined with the near-hell madness of the Nature's Servant Nimidonna in recent days, anyone who isn't a fool understands what that means.

"Come on! I'm optimistic about you! Zuo Si pinched the flexible pointed ears of the demon elf with a very frivolous movement and shook them twice.

"Damn! Let go! Haven't you heard that elves, especially female elves, can't touch their ears casually? Feder hurriedly blushed and broke free, rolling his eyes angrily.

"You're not a pure-blooded elf, you're a demonic elf, what's there to be afraid of." Ignoring the Assassin Lady's strong protests, Zuo Si gave the Vampire Queen a look, and then walked straight into the secret room located deeper.

When the door to the only passage slammed shut, he slowly asked, "What has Irenikas been up to lately?" Has he ever come to you? ”

"Irenikas has been here once after the gods have started their war against Ciric. He has recently set his sights on Shalophok, the son of Baal, who is active around Baldur's Gate. It seems that he wants to try to take the divinity and divine power belonging to the god of murder from the other party. However, since the invasion of the army of Santilburg, there has been no news for a long time. I don't know exactly what Irenikas is up to right now. One thing is certain, however, that he occupied the first few floors of the Tower of Dura Court in the southern part of the Sharptooth Forest, where he rebuilt a fully equipped laboratory. There was a tour group that wanted to take people in for a visit, but they were all killed by the demons he summoned. Since then, no one has dared to come close. Badi shook out all the information he had.

"The Tower of Durag? Ha! He had chosen a good place. Zuo Si couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

The Tower of Durag, as the name suggests, is a famous dwarven hero, has

Durag, known as the "Troll Slayer", built a dwelling for himself and his people. Located at the top of a rugged mountain, it is a very traditional and extremely defended stone fortress.

In addition to the above-ground part, there are extremely large and complex tunnels and labyrinths underground. After all, dwarves feel more secure than living above the surface and staying underground.

In addition, this place is close to the largest Tooth Forest east of Baldur's Gate, so it is far from the main road and is often infested with monsters and beasts, so there is little need to worry about being disturbed by frequent visitors.

However, the good life of the Durag clan was soon shattered by the invasion of the Mind Flayer and the Transfigurines.

Tormented by this combination of intrigue, the dwarves in the Tower of Durag quickly became self-endangered, and soon began to descend into chaos and cannibalism.

Witnessing the deaths of his entire family, and even killing some of them with his own hands, the dwarven hero Durag soon descended into hysterical madness.

He burrowed into the deepest tunnels underground, installing all sorts of deadly traps to keep all the Mind Flayers and shapeshifters out, and finally died alone in the depths of the tunnels.

Since then, the Tower of Durag has become the most famous mecca for adventure in the Baldur's Gate area. Countless adventurers, eager to get rich overnight, flocked to the tower to find the treasures of the Durag family.

Sadly, most of them went in and never came back alive. Gradually, the place was abandoned into a legend.

With Irenikas' strength, it was easier than eating and drinking to get rid of the shapeshifters and traps that occupied the Tower of Durag.

"Master, do you need me to go over there and have a look?" Badi said tentatively in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure. Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No need." Since he has his eye on Shalovk, it is enough for us to also keep an eye on Shalovok and Aberdale, the two sons of Baal. Do you know what Shalovok has been up to lately? The Vampire Queen replied without thinking, "Shalovok is manipulating those shapeshifters to infiltrate the provincial capitals that control Baldur's Gate. At the same time, let his robbers continue to plunder the caravan and block the transportation of supplies. His plan was simple, to use the bandits to divert attention and delay the dispatch of the Dukes of Baldur's Gate. After all, as long as these bandits are still wreaking havoc, Baldur's Gate must consider what to do if the Flame Fist mercenaries are collectively dispatched on the front foot, and the city on the back foot is besieged by the bandits. Moreover, Shalovok is still deliberately exaggerating that these robbers are all pawns deliberately sent by the Fort of Santil to cause trouble, which in turn arouses the hatred of the people. Once he finds an opportunity to get rid of three of them, he will be able to use his unknown relationship with Archduchess Lila Jenas to gain military power through a series of operations. As for the Iron Throne Chamber of Commerce led by his adoptive father, it has now basically fallen under the control of Shalovok. In addition to this, this guy has also restarted a temple of the god of murder located under Baldur's Gate. Every once in a while, he would take a few of his followers there to perform a brutal and bloody sacrificial ritual in order to strengthen the divine power and divinity within himself. Compared to the other sons of Baal, who were still in their ignorant period, Shalofok was clearly too far ahead. ”

"Reopen the temple of Baal, and then have a sacrifice ceremony inside? He's really smart! Zuo Si couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh.

Obviously, Shalofok must have discovered the remnants of the power of faith in the temple, so he wanted to digest and absorb all of them in order to make himself stronger.

But his level of religious studies was clearly at the very beginning. I don't understand that while this is beneficial in the short term, in the long run it is simply injecting deadly poison into my body.

Whether it is the sacrificial ritual itself or the absorption of the remaining beliefs in the temple, its essence is to strengthen the power of the dead Baal.

When this power is built up to a certain level, the god of murder, Baal, will be resurrected directly from the body of his own heir, just like Bane, the god of tyranny.

The best way to do this is to erase Baal's name and even his identity as a son of Baal, and to gather believers, form a church, and spread the faith in his own name.

In this way, after winning this killing contest with his siblings, he can truly break free from his father's shadow and become a true god.

Even if Baal were to resurrect one day, he would not be able to completely devour him, but would split into two simultaneous gods.

It's a pity that Shalovok doesn't understand this. He didn't have a teacher who had a lot of knowledge in this area, and most of the information came from the public reading area of the Candlestick Library.

The public reading area of Candlecastle...... I know everything. Most of the books are relatively superficial popular science content, and then some are about history, biography, geography, philosophy, heroic stories, etc.

It is mainly for those nobles who want to increase their knowledge reserves, so that they can talk about some content and truths that others do not know during banquets, salons and balls, and gain the admiration and amazement of the people around them.

To sum it up, there are two words - pretending to be forced. The contents that really involve gods, beliefs, religions, magical knowledge, mantras, the outer plane, the inner plane, demonology, demonology, etc., are basically placed in a different place, and are only open to those who are qualified to visit.

Otherwise, if ordinary people learn some of these contents, and then carve out a magic array at home, and make sacrifices to summon high-level demons with huge destructive power, then it will be a lot of fun.

At this moment, Shalovok was standing in the temple of Baal beneath the city, holding a ritual dagger and performing sacrifices.

At the same time, the blood flowing from the corpse completely filled the hollowed out skull-shaped grooves on the ground, and he opened his mouth and shouted at the top of his voice: "Praise the killing!" Praise the dead! ”

"Praise the killing! Praise the dead! Long live Barr, the great god of murder! Long live Shalophok, the great son of the gods! You are the only faith we have in life! You are our supreme god! Several believers knelt in the pool of blood and roared like madness, and raised their sharp daggers to kill the remaining sacrifices, scooping out their hearts and placing them on plates in front of the altar.

If you use magical vision, you can clearly see that in this abandoned temple, a layer of crimson energy has been shrouded in it right now.

It was a sign that the power of faith was being transformed into the power of killing. In a few moments, Shalofok sucked all this energy into his body, and his eyes flashed a terrifying red light.

In just a few seconds, there was a very noticeable change in his body. Among them, the skin showed a kind of pale that only the dead would have, and not only did the face grow fangs, but the expression also became extremely hideous and terrifying.

From the dense wound, it could be seen that the black rot was constantly oozing. At the same time, the hands gradually changed into the shape of claws, and a pair of horns grew on the forehead, and there was a thick, long tail behind him.

Around the body were six bony daggers floating around the body, spinning continuously. From a distance, it can even be mistaken for a demon, a devil, or a Ugros demon.

But in reality, this is the most common gesture of the Baal incarnation and the Sage – the Slayer. There is no doubt that with the interference of certain external forces, Shalovok has obtained a way to increase his divine power and divinity by drawing on faith, and is becoming more and more powerful.

You must know that such a thing as a killer is definitely an out-and-out nightmare for most mortals.

Not only does it have great magic and physical resistance, but it also has very high movement, attack, and reaction speeds.

Often before the opponent has time to come back to his senses, he has already rushed forward and tore the enemy to pieces.

Judging from the fact that he was not out of control at this moment, Shalofok should have mastered the ability to transform into a killer a long time ago, and successfully restrained the instinctive urge to kill through strong willpower.

After the whole ceremony was over, he slowly returned to his human form and let out a long breath: "Whew—it's finally over!" I can feel that my strength has become a lot stronger. Looks like the guy named Irenikas wasn't lying. He does have some knowledge that I need. ”

"But master, I always feel that he approached you with bad intentions." One believer looked up in remind.

"Humph! Of course I knew he had bad intentions. Exactly, how many of the guys I worked with genuinely thought I could eventually inherit my father's Blood Throne? They are just using me, trying to understand the nature of the gods and the ways in which mortals can become gods. But it doesn't matter. Since Irenikas wants this, I'll give it to him. As long as I can become stronger and stronger, they will not dare to betray easily. With that, Shalofok slit open his finger with a ritual dagger, dripped a few drops of blood into a transparent glass test tube, sealed it and handed it to the believer kneeling in front of him, and instructed, "Send this to the Tower of Durag as quickly as possible." Tell the mage named Irenikas that I will keep my promise and hope he does the same. ”

"As you wish, great master." The believer bent down and bowed deeply, then stood up and quickly left the eerie temple, disappearing into the darkness.

Another believer looked up and asked, "Master, that brother of yours, Aberdell, has killed several groups of bounty hunters with great strength. We've raised the price of his bounty to 5,000 gold, and still no one has been able to get it. It is said that in their ranks, there is a very strange white bear that seems to be invulnerable and vicious. Do you think you need to form a special hunting team? ”

"Aberdell? What has he been doing lately? Shalofok asked, narrowing his eyes.

"He accepted a commission and is investigating the matter about the robbers." The believer gives an answer without thinking.

"Entrustment? Whose commission? Shalovok suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis. If it had been before, he wouldn't have cared about this very idealistic feeling at all.

But as his divine power and divinity continued to grow, he gradually understood that this was a powerful perception that belonged to a god, a divine being, or a son of God, and could foresee and sense some impending dangers in advance.

"Uh...... We are still investigating this matter. However, the commission should have been issued in Belgost. Maybe we can use those robbers as bait to lure out the people who posted the investigation commissions? The believer offered to propose.

After all, enemies hiding in the dark are often the most dangerous. Anyway, this group of robbers is not a descendant, but a power borrowed from the Mind Flayer, even if they are all dead, they will not feel distressed.

Shalovok thought for about a minute or two, and then quickly nodded: "Yes!" I'd like to see who is secretly working against me. Also, it's time to arrange for the Duke of Silver Shield and Duke Yinertan to leave. Schedule it as soon as possible. I can't wait to master this well-trained army of Flame Fist Mercenaries and make a bloody storm in West Hartland. Regardless of the final win or loss, as long as enough people are killed and killed, the ultimate goal can be achieved. As for my brother's stupid brother, who still doesn't even know his identity, let him live a little longer for the time being. ”

"Understood! We arranged it as soon as we got back. The remaining believers said in unison. A look of satisfaction appeared on Shalofok's face, and he raised his arm and waved his hand.

Moment! The entire temple was plunged into darkness, and only the corpses of the slain were still bleeding silently.

After everyone had left, the corpse of one of the six or seven-year-old boys suddenly convulsed, then staggered up from the ground, reached out to retrieve his heart from the plate in front of the altar, and then stuffed it back into the bloody hole in his chest.

Next Second...... The broken blood vessels were reattached in a matter of seconds and began beating again.

The horrific wound healed in less than a minute, leaving not even a single scar. I saw that he first raised his head and looked at the statue of the god Baal standing in the center of the hall with disgusted eyes, and raised his middle finger to make a gesture

"International Universal Friendly Gestures". Then he took off his pants and poured a soak of urine on the idol, only to turn away while cursing in a low voice.