"Can you guarantee that Sazastan will not be able to use the power of that eye to become a god?"

After a moment of silence, Erasstra finally asked the question that was most important to him.

There is no doubt that she was obviously asking for the harpist, Ilminster and Hinbu.

Because Silvermoon City and the Silvermoon Alliance are north of the Supreme Forest and west of the Enok Desert, they are separated by almost two-thirds of the Feron Continent from the red-robed Searle.

There is basically no intersection between the two sides, let alone a direct conflict.

Many times, in the eyes of the residents of Silvermoon City, Serre's red-robed mage is just a powerful evil force very far away from them, and they need to be careful to guard against the infiltration of the other party, nothing more.

For them, the real danger will always come from the monsters of the surrounding mountains and primeval forests, the dragons, the dragon-worshippers, the Santarim, and the orc tribes that once ravaged the Northlands.

Although compared to the electors of other gods, the electors of the goddess of magic are relatively united, and often help each other in trouble.

For example, after Kylburn quit the harpist and founded his own intelligence organization, he still chose to cooperate with Ilminster when he learned that Sazastan had obtained the eye of the storm.

But they each have their own positions.

Erasdra is interested in the stability and prosperity of Silvermoon City and the Silvermoon Alliance;

Hembo is committed to avoiding Agolaron's invasion, conquest, and enslavement by Serre;

Kelburn and Leila guard Waterdeep and its environs from usurping power by ambitious evildoers;

Dove Falcon, Storm Silverhand, and Shiren follow Ilminster, either guarding the Valley of the Shadows or handling various crises as the leader of the harpists.

Then there is the current Evangelist - Nomia Drazjoud;

The elven mage who once taught Ilminster magic and made a bet with Simb to see who could kill a hundred lichs first - Selincy (this elven mage who knows all the magic rituals of the High Elves, has created his own real spell effects, and can suppress the opponent in almost any spell duel, and his true power is comparable to that of an arcane spellcaster above LV50, far stronger than Ionham, Larocle, and Owor of the old Nesser, and can even be called the strongest mortal in Feren);

a moon elf mage in the form of a soul - Abre Arorfan;

Nicknamed "The Silent Elect", he once served as an evangelist for nearly twenty years, during which he accepted countless challenges without losing a single defeat, and finally voluntarily stepped down and became a voter because of his invincibility and loneliness - Ovari Tasandre (the early preacher succession rule, in order to obtain this position, the current preacher must be defeated or killed. It can maintain an undefeated streak for nearly twenty years, which shows its strong strength).

In short, the second generation of the goddess of magic, Mystra, has a bit of a large number of voters, and that's not counting those who are dead and missing.

For example, the most beautiful and charismatic of all the electorate, Justa Oglimir, a Japanese elf mage who was captured in the battle of Mise Dronor and resolutely inspired the silver fire to explode and die with the enemy, and finally his fate is unknown.

It can even be said that if these voters can be gathered, there is no mortal force in the current Faren Continent that can match it.

Even the Grand Arcanists left over from the days of Nessreal were only pressed to the ground and rubbed.

But unfortunately, due to differences in positions and concepts, most of these voters are busy with their own affairs on weekdays, and occasionally fierce quarrels and confrontations will break out.

The two most serious were the blatant betrayal of Samast, the founder of the Cult of the Dragons, and another mage named Nadra Than.

Since becoming the current Goddess of Magic's voter, Zuo Si naturally knew the general situation within this group, and replied with a smile: "No one can do this kind of thing 100%, and I am naturally no exception.

After all, the true owner of that eye is Talos, the god of storms.

As a powerful divine force of chaos and evil, no one could predict whether he would suddenly intervene.

So I can't give you any guarantees, but I can only say do your best.

What's more, even if Sazastan succeeds in becoming a god, what can he do?

At best, he is a demigod with weak divine power.

There are countless gods in the world of Torrell, and there are no more than him, and no less than him.

And when Sazastan succeeded in becoming a god, he couldn't firmly control the most powerful forces within Serge and the red-robed mage as he did now.

It will inevitably be divided internally, and it will fall back into the chaos of hundreds of years ago.

So I don't think there's anything to worry about.

If Ilminster thinks there's something wrong with my approach, then he can just take someone to the door and grab the eye. ”

"You're not going to meddle?"

Erasdra tentatively said in a tone that wasn't quite sure.

"If Ilminster had gotten it, I wouldn't have interfered. But if this eye falls into the hands of someone else, then I will choose an appropriate time to recover it. ”

Zuo Si expressed his position very clearly.

Because he knew that even if Ilminster brought his harpist higher-ups to the door with his electorate and snatched back the eye of the storm, there would be no good way to deal with it, and it might become the target of public criticism.

In other words, whoever gets this eye now puts themselves in danger and must always be on guard against surprise attacks from unknown enemies.

In this regard, Sazastan can be said to be deeply aware.

Since the news of his possession of the Eye of the Storm spread, hundreds of attacks have been carried out in just a few days.

Although most of them were temptations and did not cause much damage, they also caused panic.

Not to mention calming down and doing research, Sazarstan and his plastic ally Irenikas didn't even dare to rest for a long time, and all relied on wishing to restore spell slots.

Generally speaking, when a normal person finds that something in their hand has become a hot potato, their knee-jerk reaction should definitely be to throw it out and let those enemies hidden in the dark fight for it.

He sat on the side and watched the show, and by the way, he reaped the benefits of the fisherman.

But the problem is that the eye of the storm means that a mortal can be made a god.

The value and interests it represents are so big that you can't help but want to gamble even if you know it's a pit.

To some extent, Sazastan has fallen into a difficult situation.

There's absolutely no way this guy will give up this close chance to become a god, let alone give the eye of the storm to anyone.

Because he can't guarantee that once this thing falls into the hands of someone else, he will have a chance to take it back.

Irenikas formed an alliance with Sazastan, and it was also seen that the latter would definitely not trust the eye of the storm to others for safekeeping, and would only choose to keep it himself.

All you need to do is keep an eye on this lich and wait for an opportunity.

"Well, I think I get what you mean."

Erastro nodded slightly, decisively ending the topic.

After all, she didn't support Ilminster's move very much in the first place, and she had done her best to help with a word.

As for the contradiction between the two, let's wait and see.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently, turned his gaze to Aoi Lu and reminded, "Madam, since the war is about to begin, I want you and those believers of Goddess Elistry to be ready. Know that it is about whether or not you will be accepted by the inhabitants of the entire surface world. ”

"Don't worry. I've gathered enough of an army of thousands of Dark Elves to be at your disposal. We will prove with practical actions that we are different from those evil compatriots in the dark lands. ”

Aoi Lu swore to give a guarantee.

Thanks to the brutal elimination of the Dark Elves society, most of the drows who can survive to adulthood (around one hundred and ten years old) are basically qualified warriors, thieves, mages, warlocks, and priests.

Moreover, combat and killing experience is often much stronger than that of surface races of the same level.

Because in the teachings of the spider goddess Rose, waste is not worthy of living to waste food, and most of it is either sent to cruel sacrifices or plotted to die by siblings and so-called "friends".

The 1,000-strong Dark Elf Legion can be used as an elite human army of 5,000 or even 10,000 people.

Especially at night, their stealth ability, which has been trained through rigorous training, can cause panic and chaos in an instant when launching a single round of surprise attacks.

"Awesome! After this war, I should be able to fulfill my promise to Elystrian and give Drow a home to live in peace and contentment for all who are willing to make changes. ”

With that, Zuo Sichong, the two beautiful female voters, touched their chests with one hand and bowed slightly, and soon turned around and disappeared into the full street outside the venue.

Looking at his back as he faded away, Aoi Lu couldn't help but ask, "Who do you think will win the battle between Soth and Ilminster?" ”

Erasdra replied with a wry smile: "If it had been before, I would not hesitate to be on Ilminster's side, because he has proven himself countless times.

But now......

I think Soss obviously has a bigger chance of winning.

A glance at the delegates in the room, who make up almost four-fifths of the most important towns on the West Coast, and the smiles on their faces, shows how popular the initiative, including trade unions, has been.

No one will refuse to make their life better and richer.

In the same way, there is no one who does not want their hometown to become prosperous and full of hope.

What's more, the change brought about by Soth is not only wealth, but also the impact of social level, ideas and concepts.

He leveraged the traditional aristocracy and lordship system that had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years in this land, trying to build a unified state that had never been seen before.

You've been in the shadows before, and you don't know how corrupt and chaotic the streets of Am's capital, Askatra, used to be.

But now, in Soth's hands, the city is not only revitalized, but also becoming more and more fair and safe.

In particular, the renovation carried out in the dock area, the bridge area and the slum area, as well as the high-rise buildings rising from the ground, are a little unrecognizable to me.

And that's just a month or two away.

There is no doubt that he is a very capable and excellent ruler, at least much better than me.

He always knows what the people need most urgently, and then satisfies it to a certain extent.

Compared to South, which can bring real benefits and benefits to the population, Ilminster's ideas are too old-fashioned.

On top of that, the Harperists League is perhaps the best spy, spy, and assassin in the continent of Ferron, and can step up at a critical time to turn the tide and stop the evil invasion.

But they have never been qualified rulers and builders, and they are simply unable to bring tangible benefits to ordinary people. ”

Aoi Lu nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. For a ruler, ability is indeed much more important than factions. But it sounds like you're rather pessimistic about the future of Ilminster and the harpist? ”

Erasdra sighed slightly and explained, "You don't understand who Soth is.

If he had made up his mind to destroy the harpist, it would definitely not be a mere cleanup, encirclement and killing.

Rather, it erases the foundation and rationality of the harpist's existence from the roots, destroys its ideology and values, and at the same time inflicts a merciless blow on the spiritual level.

Ilminster is no longer young, and his mentality is getting older and older with age.

Watching the organization he had spent hundreds of years building collapse and disintegrate in such a short period of time, I fear he may not be able to withstand that blow. ”

"Then what do you mean ......"

Aoi Lu looked up at her sister.

"I mean to try to maintain a close relationship with Soth and to stand up when needed for both parties to come to an agreement that will end the conflict between them."

Erasdra didn't hide anything, and spoke his mind generously.

To put it simply, it is to insure this conflict.

"No problem! I'd love to be on the same side as you. And Elistra really wanted me to get close to Soth and get to know him better. ”

After a little thought, Aoi Lu quickly agreed.

In this way, two of the seven sisters made a secret alliance and returned to the meeting hall to enjoy the wine and food provided by the Church of Wojin, the goddess of wealth.

According to the plan, they will stay in Ascatra for three days to discuss specific matters of trade and future industrial layout with representatives of other towns.

In addition, there is also a part of cooperation with Rantan Island, as well as the craftsmen and the god of craftsmanship.

Under the matchmaking of Zuosi, the entire West Coast is gradually combining technology, resources and markets to open a new era.

Since there has not yet been a capitalist revolution on the continent of Ferren, no one yet knows what this seemingly beneficial cooperation means.

But Workin, the goddess of wealth, has already foreseen a future vision of her imminent promotion to a powerful divine power.

At this moment, she was standing on the top floor of a giant mansion in the super cyberpunk city on the ninth floor of Bato's hell, condescendingly admiring the indulgent picture of the drunken gold fans outside, as well as the countless mortals and devils' desire for trading and earning wealth, and couldn't help but slightly purse the corners of her mouth and exclaimed: "Everything can be traded!" Everything can be bought and sold! This is simply the most perfect country in my dreams. Dear Soth, you never let me down. ”

"Great Goddess, as you commanded, we have paid for this mansion, as well as some other land and shops in the surrounding area."

A high-ranking female invoker kneels on one knee to report to her deity.

"Excellent! Immediately send people to run this place to expand my influence in the city, and strive to make more mortals and even demons my followers. Wu Jintou commanded without replying.

"Understood! I've arranged for a maximum of three days to be a bustling downtown area with a wide variety of goods and services. ”

Female prayers are pledged.

After all, there is nothing else in the kingdom of the goddess of wealth, and the merchant with outstanding ability is really a big handful.

As long as they come to this plane and familiarize themselves with the business environment, they will soon be able to mix like fish in water.

Hearing this, a satisfied expression suddenly appeared on Waukin's face, and at the same time he continued to advise: "Remember, our ultimate goal is not to earn wealth, but to have influence and voice in this huge city.

All the profits I made were invested in advertising and funding the devils who had the potential to become parliamentarians and bureaucrats.

Within five years, I want to have at least one-tenth of the city's media outlets, politicians who can fight for us in parliament.

In this way, travelers and adventurers from other planes will take my name back and expand their faith to other planes. ”

"As you wish, great goddess."

The invokers clearly felt the grandeur of Woking's plans and his growing ambitions.

This goddess of wealth is no longer satisfied with being only the goddess of wealth of Faerun, but wants to use the ninth layer as a springboard to enter the other material planes of the entire universe, just like Ogmar, the god of knowledge.

Just as Workin was thinking about how to use the rules to achieve this goal, two pieces of news from the continent of Faeron suddenly caught her attention.

One of them, which you don't need to ask, is the trade alliance meeting that is taking place in Askatra.

The other is the food crisis that suddenly broke out in Sambia.

Yes!

After a long period of unlimited, low-priced grain dumping, which was repeatedly confirmed to have completely destroyed the country's grain cultivation, Bernard finally started the second phase of the trade war.

He first ended the operation of continuing to sell grain, and directly took Am's merchants to change their identities, and went to another city to sell the most popular luxury goods while using the funds at hand to buy grain.

In the beginning, the oligarchs in Sambia thought that this was a fool of what they were doing, and they actually bought grain that was so cheap that it was worthless at such a high price, and they sold the grain they had in one go, and then went to other cities to buy it to earn the difference.

As a result, it didn't take long for food prices to skyrocket uncontrollably.

When the autumn harvest came, the towns were surprised to find that no one in Sambia had grown grain due to the impact of low grain prices, but had switched to cotton, flax, sugarcane, grapes, safflower, madder and other cash crops.

Needless to say, the nobles and manor owners who control large tracts of land must be what makes money and grows something.

As for those yeoman farmers who made a living by growing grain, because of the bankruptcy of a large number of people before, the land was basically annexed by the rich, and they had no choice but to obey the orders of their masters, and as a result, they did not grow food.

This means that by this time next year, there will not be even a single grain in the whole of Sambia.

What's worse is that due to the high purchase price offered by Bernard before, many places have directly emptied the grain in the warehouse, preparing for the new grain storage this year.

So it was no surprise that Sambia fell into famine.

And the more this happens, the more families want to hoard food and make a lot of money from it, without thinking about the lives of ordinary people.

The prices of grains, flour and the like have risen fifty-fold in less than half a month, and there is no intention of stopping.

Many of the poor, who were already at the bottom of society, could not even afford to eat black bread mixed with sawdust and weeds, so they had to become beggars or join criminal gangs to rob and steal for a living.

Although the rapidly deteriorating law and order situation made the oligarchs of the ruling class realize that the situation was not good, they sent fleets to buy food from Cormir or elsewhere to curb the rise in food prices.

But the question is how could Bernard, who is proficient in business, give the other party such an opportunity, and have already sent people to buy the grain from the surrounding areas such as Cormier, Tumis, and Hantu, and raise it to a very high level.

This directly aroused the alarm of the local rulers, who ordered a ban on the outflow of grain.

The worst of the situation was the valley, which was most severely affected by the lack of a unified state and government, and the weak economic and trade capacity.

If it weren't for the end of the Harpist Alliance, which opened the portal with the help of magic and brought back some food to temporarily stabilize the situation, Bacheng would have fallen into chaos.

Eventually, under the operation of huge capital, the oligarchy of Sambia finally collapsed completely.

As large numbers of civilians began to rise under the threat of starvation and death, the previously costly layout finally came into play.

In particular, the leaders of the rebel army, who were financed by food and weapons, swept through the surrounding areas in a very short time, and even captured one or two towns.

The angry populace dragged all the nobles and merchant oligarchs out with the male family members and hanged them, using young and beautiful female family members and servants as tools to vent their anger and desires.

Suddenly, violence, panic and chaos swept across the territory of Sambia, and even the Kingdom of Cormier had to mobilize troops to the border to prevent the riots from spreading to its own territory.

In such a catastrophe, the reaction of the oligarchs and businessmen can be imagined, of course, to sell the properties close to the riot areas as low as possible, so as to reduce the losses a little.

Otherwise, after being occupied by the "mob", I am afraid that I will not even be able to get a copper plate.

At this time, Bernard and the Amm merchant group behind him finally began to make a move, and obtained large tracts of land, estates, castles, workshops, minerals, woodlands, and art, crafts, high-end furniture, etc., at a price that was almost cheap.

There is no doubt that this is a legitimate plunder, and it is also a feast of capital.

The Ammen did not spend a single soldier, and used only commercial means to disintegrate and destroy their biggest rival in Faerun.

No!

Not just dismantled and destroyed, they managed to take control of the country.

Regardless of the outcome of this civil war, Sambia will become Am's puppet.

Because when the war is over, the natives will find it incredulous that everything they originally owned has become the latter's property.

Moreover, the entire process of ingesting wealth and resources is a fair and open transaction, and there is no violation of any law.

Clearly, this bloodless war has refreshed the goddess of wealth, Worgin, to the potential of wealth and trade.

So, she directly used her divine power to send a signal to Zuo Si, who was far away in Askatra.

About two or three minutes later, Zuo Si opened the portal and appeared beside the goddess out of thin air, and asked in a slightly puzzled tone, "You called me all the way over, is there anything important?" ”

"You planned this operation in Sambia?"

As he said this, Waukin's eyes flashed with great excitement.

"Ahh It turned out to be this thing.

That's right, I planned it.

At that time, the Sam Six Council wanted me to help eliminate the threat from Sambia, so I gave them an idea.

But when I decided to replace them and create a West Coast Empire, I put that behind me.

But now it seems that Bernard is doing a good job.

If the Ammer eventually succeeds in taking control of Sambia, then I will be able to lock the Cormier Kingdom from the outside world by land and sea, forcing it to sign some treaties and join the trade alliance. ”

Zuo Si touched his chin and explained with interest.

From Baldur's Gate to the Dragon's Coast to Sambia, he has inadvertently pushed his sphere of influence into the Vale, his home home of Ilminster.

I don't know what kind of expression this great sage of the Shadow Valley will show when he comes back after tossing around outside, and when he comes back, he finds that his home has almost been stolen.

It's funny just to think about......

In particular, the chaos and disasters caused by the economy will not be able to calm down for a while.

The impact will last for a long time, even reshaping the perceptions, thoughts and behaviours of the people in the region.

It is clear that a chess piece that was placed at random at the beginning is now exerting far more destructive power than expected.

Whether it was the previous dumping of grain that made Cormier unable to send troops at all, or the current scene of the collapse of Sambian rule, it fully shows that economic means can play a far better effect than an armed invasion on the continent of Faerun.

Because in this world, the ruling structure of most countries is in a primitive and backward state, and there is no decent statistical data at all, let alone how much it produces in all aspects.

Even food, an important material that determines whether the country can function stably, is not in the hands of the government, but in the hands of those nobles and merchants.

That's why the oligarchs who rule Sambia don't realize until the end that they run out of food.

"Quite a clever means! It has given me some fresh ideas and inspiration. Waukin praised without hesitation.

Zuo Si smiled very modestly and shook his head: "Gao Ming is not good, at best it is just a low-level use of capital."

In my hometown, similar operations abound.

There are also a series of more complex financial systems such as more advanced currencies, bonds, insurance, futures, and so on.

And it seems to me that the essence of trade is plunder.

Behind those transactions that seem to be your will, they are nothing more than the squeeze of the party with more advanced technology and the backward technology.

For example, an ordinary iron sword worth a few gold coins on the continent of Feren can be exchanged for almost the same weight of gold, a small bag of gems, or an entire chest of cocoa beans on the continent of Aztec on the other side of the sea.

Because the metal smelting technology of the indigenous inhabitants of the Aztec continent is very backward.

In their eyes, iron is a rare weapon, and they are willing to exchange everything they have at hand.

Once they have enough weapons and armor, they can wage war against other tribes or city-states and plunder more things and land.

Many of the clan leaders even took the initiative to persuade Am's merchants to accept slaves as commodities, and even offered very low prices for this.

However, due to the strong opposition of the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart, the slave trade was eventually banned altogether.

Eventually, it was the portmen who bought the slaves and gave them the status of freemen and land, so that they could slowly repay the money for their ransom by doing labor.

So trade itself can be a powerful double-edged sword.

It can create contradictions, provoke wars and civil strife, and reap surprising benefits from them.

But if these methods are used too much and too often, they may hurt themselves in turn.

Sambia was just a small experiment I did, and it seems to be working pretty well now. ”

"Trade, capital, plunder, weapons, war?"

Waukin seemed to understand something, and a terrifying golden light burst out of his pupils, and it took a full minute before he smiled and said, "You have provided a good idea. I should not limit my ministry to trade, money, and wealth. Rather, it is necessary to further develop the ...... of capital, monopolies, economic warfare, and commercial plunder."

"Wise choice.

As the goddess of business, you should never be neutral, but rather inclined to evil.

A kind person simply cannot become a successful businessman.

Only those who give up morality, conscience and bottom line, are willing to do anything for the sake of profit, and are full of greed and desire in their hearts, can stand out in the cruel business competition.

While commerce, wealth, and trade themselves do not have distinct good or evil tendencies, the most successful merchants are necessarily in the evil camp.

Otherwise, they would not have been able to accumulate such a huge fortune.

And commerce and trade must have a certain order to maintain.

Therefore, evil order is the camp that you should present to the world in the future. ”

Zuo Si explained his opinion to the goddess in front of him with a sincere face.

There is no doubt that he is trying to change the camp of Waukin's absolute neutrality.

The reason is also very simple, the absolutely neutral goddess of wealth does not fit the characteristics of the merchant group at all.

Maybe there are honest and kind businessmen in this world, but they are definitely rare, and you may not be able to find one out of a hundred.

In addition, such businessmen usually do not survive long in a deceitful environment, and they will be bankrupted by various means, and eventually become penniless and destitute.

As for the saying that good people have good rewards, most of the time it is just the self-comfort of the weak, but the reality is just the other way around.

The vast majority of businessmen, especially the big ones who form monopolies, without exception, exude an evil aura from their pores.

As for whether it is an orderly evil or a neutral evil, it depends on the individual's upbringing.

Zuo Si himself has secretly released camp detection on some occasions, and it turned out that Am's ruling class keeps up with high society, not to mention the good camp, and there is not even a neutral one.

Therefore, he felt that if the goddess of wealth wanted to expand her influence and completely gain the approval of the merchant community, it was necessary to lean towards evil.

"Order-Wicked ......"

Waujin instantly fell into deep thought.

After about two or three minutes, she looked up and responded, "I'll seriously consider your suggestion." Changing factions isn't an easy thing to do, though, and I need to expand the size of the evil faction first. ”

"Don't worry about that.

With trade alliances being formed, and commerce expanding across the West Coast, it's only a matter of time before you gain a legion of order-abiding evil cultists.

Because this will be a period of rising capital, but also an era of rapid growth of wealth.

Countless people will go to great lengths in pursuit of a better life and more wealth.

Their greed and wickedness will be your best nourishment for your self-strength.

When you officially enter the powerful divine power, you should be able to almost transform the faction.

In addition, I will prepare a place for you to establish your own kingdom on the ninth floor of hell.

I believe that in the near future, we will have more and more in-depth cooperation. ”

Zuo Si had obviously arranged everything a long time ago, and threw out his plan in a hurry.

"Hehe, it's really reassuring to be an ally with you. Okay, that's all for today's conversation. If I don't leave, the Hellpurgatory over there will be dying. ”

With that, Wokin winked playfully, and then disappeared in place in a golden light.

Just a second later, the huge portal opened instantly, followed by a tall and sturdy Deep Hell Purgatory Demon appeared out of thin air, with a flattering smile on his face, he took the initiative to bend down and bow deeply, and greeted loudly in a pompous tone and movements: "Great master!

Supreme master!

Generous and merciful hosts!

Allow the most faithful servant, Utya, to congratulate you.

When I first met you, I knew you were going to do something great that no one could have imagined.

In particular, the dark and evil nature that emanates from your soul is absolutely above all the devils except the Lord of Hell.

It turns out that I was right.

It didn't take long for you to become the lord of the ninth level of Bato's Hell at the invitation of Asmodeus, the prince of ten thousand people under one person!

Your legendary story and name resounded throughout the universe, and it can be said that everyone knows about it.

Not being able to witness all this with my own eyes is really the biggest regret and pain of my life.

Allow me, master, to kiss your boots and take a place in your court.

After all, whether it's seniority or loyalty, I'm better than those who came after me, don't I? ”

In the end, this devil, who is the pet of Zuosi, Usya, finally leaks his true purpose.

Obviously, he had already learned about what had happened in Bato's Hell through some channels, and he was also shocked that his master could become a level lord and a unique form of the Great Devil.

Soon, though, that shock turned to ecstasy.

Because in Utya's opinion, since his master has become the great devil, it should be a matter of course to pull himself back into the hell formation, and even be appointed as the head of the court.

The thought of being able to go from a mere little devil to the most powerful big devil in hell made him tremble with excitement.

After all, such a thing as a person attaining the Tao and ascending to heaven is too common in Bato's hell.

Every great devil promotes his cronies to important positions.

Sadly, what Uthaya was expecting did not happen.

Zuo Si seemed to have forgotten him after becoming the ninth layer lord, and he had never even contacted him.

This undoubtedly made him feel very sad, painful and hopeless.

I don't even have the heart to play games with those mortals, all I think about is how to make a good ass when we meet next time and try to get a better position.

Now that he has seized the opportunity, he naturally spares no effort to flatter, and he does not have the majesty of the deep hell purgatory at all, but he has a dog-legged posture.

"Fuck off! Don't smear your disgusting saliva on my boots! ”

Zuo Si kicked his demon pet angrily.

He couldn't understand why other devils would change their personalities and ways of thinking after they were promoted to the Deep Hell Purgatory, but his own demon pet was still shrouded in a lowly and obscene temperament.

In particular, the iconic fly rubbing hands is exactly the same as when the little devil was in the past.

"Hey, hey! So you said yes? ”

Ushaya quickly got up from the ground with a hippie smile.

"What is the situation in Sambia today?"

Zuo Si neither agreed nor refused, but raised a question.

Without thinking, Usea replied, "Everything is going according to your expectations.

Especially on the rebel side, there are many adventurers, mercenaries, and church organizations that have joined in, and now they have blossomed everywhere, and the oligarchic armies they fought are losing one after another.

Many cities have to close their gates to protect themselves, and the whole country has been divided into countless small pieces, and there is no way to support each other.

Also, I've noticed that a dark guard named Celul Gloomy is recruiting troops in your name and has already captured several towns.

She had stockpiled a lot of weapons and food before that, so her power expanded rapidly. ”

"What? Celul Grandy has stockpiled food in advance! ”

Zuo Si was stunned for an instant.

He also thought that the church founded by this fallen holy warrior would suffer heavy losses in this turmoil, or even completely perish.

"Yes! This woman is not simple.

With limited information, he judged that civil unrest was imminent in Sambia, so he made a lot of preparations.

When the situation got out of control, she quickly took over the largest granary in the vicinity, slaughtered the local nobles and merchants, distributed rations to the local poor, and recruited young men to become soldiers.

At present, Celul Dark's army has almost 3,000 men, and it is sweeping through the south at great speed.

If it weren't for your sudden arrival, I would have been going to talk to her. ”

Ushaya told the information he had.

In his opinion, if this woman is really a believer in the master, then the difficulty of controlling Sambia will plummet.

Just give each other a little food, and win over the poor at the bottom who make up the absolute majority of the country, and the remaining oligarchic merchants entrenched in cities and castles have nothing to fear.

(End of chapter)