The Star Swirl Mountains extend into the highest peak near the Great Peninsula, which has been built day and night by dwarves and many monster laborers, forming a vast network of intricate subterranean surfaces built into the mountain's interior.

You don't have to ask to know that this is the nest that Vermes built for himself, an urban cluster that can accommodate tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

Near the deepest part of the mountain, there is an opening that leads to the skylight at the top of the mountain, and below it is a lake filled with red, hot lava.

Above the lava lake is a black fortress made entirely of steel.

In addition to storing a large amount of gold and silver treasures and precious magical items, this fortress also imprisons the previous dragon king, Balagas "Flying Flame".

Vermes's young brown dragon Otagos and black dragon Oloxes are currently in charge of the security of the steel fortress, and any fool who tries to break in or even get close may be killed and devoured by him mercilessly.

The black dragon, in particular, will first corrode the corpse with acid, and then leave it there until it begins to decay and deteriorate before swallowing it with a look of enjoyment.

Recently, many goblins and orcs who are clumsy and don't even understand the situation have become food for dragons.

As one of the first Dwarven clan leaders to defect to Vermes, Todak Haudheck was clearly much smarter than the monsters and barbarian chieftains who were ambitious to expand their power and gain more power.

He knew that the most important thing in serving a terrifying creature like the evil dragon was never to make a big contribution, but to make sure that he never went wrong.

In this way, the dwarves will be able to grow and grow under the protection of the powerful forces of the other side.

Even if Vermes were to be killed one day by the gods' chosen people, adventurers, and dragon slayers, his clan would be able to expel the other races and monopolize the vast underground city and the incredible possessions left behind by the Red Dragon Queen.

Of course, as long as Vermes is alive for a day, Todak Haudeheck will never make the slightest betrayal.

Because that's no different from looking for death.

Right now, he's leading his clan members and some other conquered dwarven tribes to throw a large amount of mined iron ore into a lava forge to melt it into molten iron, which can then be used to craft weapons and armor to equip the monsters and barbarian armies that have come to him one after another.

It was clear from this stance that Vermes was preparing to conquer the entire Star Swirl Mountains and then invade the vast Elven Wildas Forest in the north.

As for the coming war, Todak Haudheck was not too worried.

After all, today's elves are no longer the powerful races that held the hegemony of the continent during the Crown War thousands of years ago, but a group of marginal races that barely survived in front of the new era version of the human race.

Perhaps the elves on the island of Eternal Gathering still wield great magical and military power.

However, those elves scattered on the continent of Faeron usually have only two choices when faced with the overwhelming numerical superiority and fierce attacks of humans.

One is to retreat to the island of eternal gathering and give up the home where he has lived for generations, and the other is to be driven to the end and exterminated, or even more miserable to become a plaything and a slave.

This kind of thing has happened more than once in the three countries south of the West Coast, with Am, Tester and Carlin.

Among them, Karin Shirt has done the most thoroughly, and there are no independent elf villages in the wild, leaving only a small number of elf and half-elf families to integrate into the city, or simply exist as slaves.

Amm is similar, there are basically no large elves gathered, only a few wild elf tribes still live a primitive life of fishing, hunting and semi-nomadism in the inaccessible forest.

Only Tesser's sudden outbreak of civil strife caused the policy of encircling and suppressing the elves to not be carried out forever, which created a temporary prosperity of the elven kingdom in the forest of Verdath.

Of course, this "prosperity" is also only relative.

Todak Haudheck believed that once the new Red Dragon Queen and her army of monsters were armed, crushing a few tens of thousands of elves would be as easy as eating and drinking.

As for the Vortex Mountains, even Baragas "Flying Flame" can easily control it, let alone defeat his Vermes.

Just as the dwarven leader was imagining a bright future, a huge black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, fanning its wings to bring up a strong air current, and many dwarves who were working were blown away from opening their eyes.

In a few moments, the immensely large Purgatory Red Dragon descended from the sky and landed steadily on a specially built flying platform.

Todak Haudeheck didn't dare to slack off for even a second, and quickly rushed to the front with his short legs and knelt on the ground.

"The Great Queen of Supreme! Your servants are here to do their bidding. ”

"Nothing happened to me while I'm away, has it?"

Vermes stared at two eyes that looked like inky jade.

The leader of the dwarven clan hurriedly shook his head: "No! Everything works fine.

With the exception of the stupid orcs and goblins, who are still running around, the rest of the tribes have been placed in their assigned positions to work as you have commanded.

And the armor and weapons are already in production, and it should soon be able to arm you with an invincible army.

In addition, we have dug up some gems and smelted a small amount of gold and silver nuggets while mining the veins, all of which have been sent to your treasury. ”

Hearing this, Wilmeiston nodded with satisfaction: "You did a very good job. Now, I give you the authority to manage all the dwarven tribes and take charge of the day-to-day running of this underground city. Remember, don't let me down, and don't let me down. ”

"Understood! Rest assured, I will do my best to accommodate all your requests. ”

Todak Haudheck was instantly ecstatic, and immediately made a five-body gift again.

He was busy with his own people's production and construction, wasn't it just for this moment?

With this authorization, the dwarves can gain a status far superior to other races and gain more resource tilt.

But what Todak Haudehuck didn't know was that all his thoughts were read by the strange object this time and told to Vermes.

The latter, sensing the small calculations in the heart of his seemingly loyal fellow, immediately curled the corners of his mouth and a meaningful smile appeared, and then turned and entered the steel fortress that exuded hot heat.

As soon as he stepped through the eerie door, a roar of anger and reluctance echoed through the hallway, accompanied by violent impact and tremors.

You don't need to ask to know that this sound must have come from Baragas "Flying Flame", who was imprisoned in the dungeon.

Ever since he was seriously injured and imprisoned, he has been in a state of extreme mental instability, and banging his head on the door is a normal operation.

Fortunately, it only lasted a few seconds before it fell silent again.

Ignoring the insignificant noise, Vermes maintained his dragon form and walked straight to the deepest dungeon of the Steel Fortress.

Her appearance immediately aroused the idea of the Moon Elf mage, Ashmi.

The latter was obviously relieved, hurriedly put down the matter at hand, and respectfully touched his chest with one hand and bowed: "Your Majesty, you are finally back." ”

"How, is this guy still as grumpy as ever?"

Vermes asked, peering through the bars of the heavy metal door, to see Baragas "Flying Flame" being bound by a huge circle of magic and chains that emitted magical runes, constantly spewing deadly red light from between his teeth and mouth.

There is no doubt that the former overlord did not give in, but wanted to try to melt the steel gate and rush out to regain his freedom whenever he had the chance.

But unfortunately, due to the constant bleeding, he is so weak, so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to break free from the magic chains.

As for the best flame breath, it can't exert the same power as before.

Ashmi sighed slightly and explained, "You should know that Baragas is not a normal dragon, but has a serious mental and mental illness.

He slept very little, almost resting to be exact, as if he had an endless amount of energy.

This means that we must always be careful, otherwise if we are caught with an opportunity or a loophole, he may escape from this huge prison.

I suggest that you better hurry up and find a way to solve the trouble once and for all.

If you really can't do it, just kill it. ”

Vermes replied with a smile: "You don't have to worry about that. I've gotten something from Thoss that can turn this guy into a slave to his command. ”

"Oh? What is it? ”

Ashmi's eyes lit up slightly, revealing surprise and curiosity.

She wondered what method Zuo Si would use to force an Primeval Red Dragon like Barragas who was proud, arrogant, and would never bow his head to submission.

"Hey, hey! You'll find out right away. Now, help me strengthen the bindings of the circle and chains, and make sure this guy doesn't have the slightest ability to resist. ”

With that, Vermes motioned for the jailer to open the cage, and then pushed open the heavy iron door himself and entered.

Seeing her huge figure, Baragas, who was still struggling and roaring frantically in the last second, immediately became quiet, his pupils revealed a strong resentment, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want to do?" Come and kill me? ”

"Kill you? No, no, no, that's just a waste. I will turn you into a faithful servant to me. Vermes raised his chin slightly and announced in a condescending tone.

"Hahahaha! Are you daydreaming? Who do you think I am? I'm a Flying Flame! The greatest red dragon in the world! Definitely not bow to anyone! Not to be your servant! ”

Baragas burst into a maniacal laugh.

There is no doubt that although he did not want to die, he was never afraid of death, which can be seen in the wild way of fighting.

In other words, almost all the red dragons who can live to the age of the primeval people are all experienced in a hundred battles.

Fighting and dying have long been instincts carved into their bones.

When cornered, the Red Dragon never minds losing or dying with his enemies.

That's why they can become the head of the five-colored dragons.

Even the golden dragon, which is slightly superior in overall strength, is often killed by the latter when it encounters a red dragon of the same age.

However, it is a pity that Baragas is completely unaware of what kind of gift the other party has prepared for him this time.

Looking at the former dragon king's crazy shouting, instead of being angry, Vermes couldn't help but smile and sigh: "What a familiar scene."

I think when I first met Soth, I was just as invincible as you are now.

But as time passed, I came to understand that dignity and pride are not worth mentioning in the face of truly powerful forces.

Most importantly, do you think I'm asking for your opinion?

No!

I'm just informing you.

It's not up to you to be my servant. ”

With the last word blurted out, Vermes slowly pulled out the jar containing the strange thing.

When he saw the tentacle monster inside, which had swelled to an astonishing size, Baragath's face suddenly changed, and he screamed in horror, "Take ...... Mind Flayer? I don't care about you! Stay away from me! ”

"Sorry, it's late. It may hurt a little later, so please bear with me a little. Believe me, the process won't be long, and the pain will only be temporary. ”

Vermes grinned and smiled sinisterly, and directly copied and pasted what Zuo Si had said to him back then.

Without any hesitation!

She broke the jar and roughly pulled the strange object out of it, and then threw it in the face of Balagas "Flying Flame".

The strange thing didn't talk nonsense, waving its thick tentacles to activate its psychic powers, stretching the other party's fragile and sensitive nostrils alive, and forcibly squeezing the soft body into it.

The process is undoubtedly painful and terrifying.

So much so that Baragas began to struggle and resist like crazy, trying to burn the horrible creature that was about to invade his brain through his flame breath.

But unfortunately, Ashmi had already been prepared, and quickly opened the binding power of the circle and chains to the maximum, so that it lay on the ground and could not move, only a muffled snort of pain from between his teeth, and his two lava-like eyes were filled with despair for the impending tragic fate.

Because anyone with a modicum of common sense knows what it means to be eaten by a creature like the Mind Flayer and replaced by it.

It wasn't a physical death in the ordinary sense of the word, or a simple brain destruction.

It is an all-round erasure from the spirit to the consciousness, from the body to the soul.

Although Baragas didn't quite know what the huge Mind Flayer-like creature in front of him was, and how it came about, he could clearly feel the psychic power emanating from the sticky tentacles.

The closer you are to the cranial cavity, the more susceptible the brain is to interference.

Even sent some kind of signal to the body, but it couldn't be transmitted at all.

In addition, the torment caused by the fragile nasal mucosa being forcibly stretched open and torn also made him tremble violently uncontrollably.

After about a few minutes, when the strange object completely entered the place where the brain was connected to the spine, and inserted the tentacles deep into the nerve center to complete the control of the body, Baragas "Flying Flame" struggled completely.

"Done?"

The Moon Elf mage asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

Vermes replied with a smile: "Ah! Nailed it! Let him go! From now on, he will be our most loyal ally and servant. ”

Ashmi was obviously a little skeptical, and first carefully let go of the shackles of the circle.

Seeing that Baragath "Flying Flame" did not burst out to attack, she lifted the magical chains that were wrapped around her body again.

After all the restraints were gone, the primeval red dragon stood up and moved slightly under the nervous gaze of several pairs of eyes.

Just when everyone around him was feeling very uneasy, Vermes suddenly issued a series of orders without warning.

"Lie down!"

"Get down!"

"Roll in!"

"Shake hands!"

……

In the blink of an eye, the Balagas "Flying Flame", which was still exuding a powerful aura and deterrence just now, turned into a husky in seconds.

Especially the action of sticking out the tongue, there is no difference between it and a pet dog, and it directly shocked the jaw.

The brown dragon Otagos and the black dragon Oroxes, who had been tortured and abused by Baragath, rubbed their eyes repeatedly with their claws to make sure that they were not hallucinating.

After all, in their minds, the former master was an out-and-out tyrannical king, and even the demons in the bottomless abyss could not compare to him.

But now, the painting style of the whole dragon has become improper, and it even makes people want to laugh.

"Uh-what a good dog!"

Vermes raised his left forepaw and patted Barragas on the head, the same action as a human touching a dog's head.

At this moment, she was extremely glad that there were no other witnesses around when she did these actions, otherwise she would have died completely in the dragon circle if she did it like Baragath.

Ashmi's eyes widened in shock, and it took a full minute before he cautiously probed, "That creature that looked like a Mind Flayer just now devoured and replaced his brain?" ”

"Nope! The strange object only temporarily severed the link between the brain and the nerves in the spine.

Baragas was alive and could hear and see what was happening around him, but he couldn't control his body.

How's that, it's a good creation and invention, isn't it?

You know, this is something that Thus has successfully crafted as an apprentice, but it can make a famous primeval red dragon defenseless.

It's a pity that he only did this one, otherwise we could easily control hundreds of dragons to form an army.

It's like a post-apocalyptic scene that has been formed under the influence of the Dragon's Mad Lock. ”

As he said this, Vermes had a look of anticipation and yearning.

As a teenager, she was influenced by Kingkiller to join a dragon parade and was impressed by the devastation that dozens or even hundreds of dragons could do when they came together to attack a town.

If it weren't for those damn pointy-eared elves who secretly hid in the shadows during the war between the giants and dragons in the ancient times and stabbed the dragon with the dragon madness, where would the world of Torreel be ruled by mortals.

You must know that in the eyes of the dragons, the elves who have just come to this world are actually no different from humans, they are all "two-legged sheep" like existence.

At that time, the prince of the Sun Elves had to sacrifice a rare and rare "human animal" of the Moon Elves to the "Lord of the Mountains", a powerful advanced dragon, in exchange for a short period of peace.

At that time, there were only dozens of Sun Elves in the entire Faeron Continent, and there was only one Moon Elf this time.

Although these guys later succeeded in killing the "Lord of the Mountains" by using their intrigues to summon the power of the god of ooze monsters, Guannard, they can also feel how powerful the dragon was at that time.

So that's why the dragons of the evil camp, whether red or green, are particularly fond of eating elves.

The hatred between the two races is so deep that it can't be completely resolved.

Don't look at the elves on the Faren continent now, they always pretend to be pure, kind, and innocent, and often like to appear as victims, but in fact, they have done so many immoral things before that they can't count them at all.

Especially things like the Dragonmania Locks are still causing massive carnage, destruction, and death.

Thinking of this, Vermes skimmed Ashmi with a creepy look, which immediately frightened the latter.

But fortunately, she knew that this moon elf mage was not an elf in the ordinary sense, and from the moment she fell into the evil camp, she was no longer blessed by the elf gods, and now she should be a person on her side, so she suppressed the strong desire to kill and revenge in her heart.

After a brief silence, Vermes immediately spoke again to the strange object, "Allow Baragas to speak." ”

"As you wish!"

The strange thing instantly let go of control, allowing the primeval red dragon under its control to temporarily gain control of its mouth and throat.

Next Second......

Baragas roared in rage, "Damn bastard! What have you done to me? That monster can forcibly control my body! ”

"Hehehehe, didn't I tell you just now?

From now on, you are my most faithful servant.

Remember, the strange thing that just got into your head can read your mind and memories anytime and anywhere, cutting off your control over any part of your body.

This means that whenever you have the slightest idea that you shouldn't have, it can instantly perceive it and make you unable to do anything.

The only thing you can do now is to get down on your knees and swear allegiance to me and be a good dog who obeys my orders.

Otherwise, you'll never expect to regain control of your body.

And my patience isn't limitless either.

If you don't bow your head, then I'll let it eat your brain and take its place.

It just so happens that Soth also wants a brain-snatcher. ”

The corners of Vermes' mouth rose sharply, and a devilish smile appeared.

I don't know if it's because of the purgatory bloodline, she can feel more and more the happiness and satisfaction brought by Zuo Si's threat, manipulation, and control of other people's psychology.

As soon as he heard the words "brain-snatcher", Baragath's heart instantly swelled with irrepressible fear.

As an ancient red dragon, he was not as ignorant as an ordinary adult dragon, knowing that this creature could be called taboo even among the Mind Flayer race.

Generally speaking, there are two types of brain-swordsmen.

One is that the dragon's brain was devoured by the Mind Flayer Tadpole and completely replaced, and the other is that the power of the Mind Flayer Tadpole failed to completely devour the dragon's brain, and was in turn swallowed by the dragon's consciousness, and even completed a certain fusion.

Either one means that its life form has undergone a fundamental change.

What's more, the strange object that just entered his cranial cavity was so huge that it could swallow the entire brain and replace it.

Therefore, after a fierce ideological struggle, Baragas finally abandoned his dignity and arrogance as a dragon king, lowered his head and bowed to the female purgatory red dragon in front of him, and slowly spit out a few words from his mouth: "From today on, you are my master, and I am your most loyal servant." ”

"Hahahaha! Very good! Very good! ”

Vermes let out an unbridled laugh, and suddenly spread his wings to emanate his dragon might.

Her action immediately set off a chain reaction.

Whether it was the young brown dragon and black dragon on the side, or Ashmi and the other prison guards in the dungeon, they all knelt on the ground to show their submission to the powerful red dragon queen.

Because they understand that with the gold medal fighter of Balagas "Flying Flame", there is no dragon in the entire southern region of the West Coast that can compete with it, even those golden dragons and silver dragons who like to huddle.

After all, these are two powerful dragon kings, and the lethality of the combined hand is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

After a moment of smugness, Vermes spoke to himself: "Baragath, I have an important task for you to do.

Fly to the border of Karin and Tesel and try out the Sons of Baal.

Then turn around and go to the Wildas Forest to awaken the elves' fear of you.

Don't expose our relationship, you have to do it all in your own name. ”

"Understood!"

The primeval red dragon nodded slightly, and then recovered from his injuries under the treatment of several priests, and finally flapped his wings and left the depths of the earth through the huge skylight above his head, disappearing into a white cloud.

Although he didn't quite know what Vermes meant by these orders, he could vaguely detect that there must be a huge conspiracy behind it.

In particular, the name of Soth, which appeared in his ears several times, reminded Baragas a lot.

But unfortunately he noticed it too late, so that there was no chance of a comeback now.

……

At the same time, far away in the cold mountains of the Northland, the brass dragon Kurremos, who is a "filial son", has finally begun to implement his plan.

Compared to Vermes's simple and brutal battle to solve everything, he obviously played more tricks and was more hidden.

In order to bring the harpist into conflict with Scar Klaus, the guy deliberately led the two thieves to steal an egg that had just been laid by a silver dragon, and then offered it to the old dragon in exchange for a good reward.

As everyone knows, the silver dragon is the dragon that likes to shake people and launch righteous group fights, and there is no one.

Realizing that his egg had fallen into Klaus's hands, the silver dragon immediately became furious, and quickly summoned a golden dragon, a silver dragon, and a dozen members of the harpist, intending to rush into the former's lair to retrieve the dragon egg.

As a result, the two sides unsurprisingly encountered and a major battle broke out in a narrow valley in the mountains east of Miraba.

Normally, three dragons plus more than a dozen experienced harpist members, no matter how you look at it, it should be a sure win.

Unfortunately, Klaus is not alone, but has a large number of men near the lair.

He directly summoned the fire giant and some other monsters to come to help.

Within a few moments, the three metal dragons were killed and wounded, and only one of the Harperists' Alliance escaped alive, while the rest were slaughtered and captured.

Seeing the two metal dragons of the good camp being dragged into the cave, and the dead one being skinned and cramped, an extremely evil smile appeared on his face, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "That's right...... That's right...... That's it!

There are captives alive, and the Harpists League and the good metal dragons will come to the rescue.

The more they came, the more casualties there were.

By the time you're defeated, I'm going to kill everyone.

Dear Castellan Ferrian, will you and your fellow Righteous Claws intervene too?

It would be great if I could turn you into my loot this time. ”

"Lord...... Master, I've heard that Ilminster is now in the Northlands, what if he comes? ”

A man dressed as a mage next to him lowered his head and asked cautiously.

There was no doubt that he was frightened by the evil level of the brass dragon in front of him, which had legendary spell-casting abilities.

After all, in the cold Northlands, the Harpists Alliance is almost one of the most powerful and unprovoked forces.

Especially the Chosen Goddess of Magic, standing behind her, is simply the nemesis of all arcane spellcasters.

Kurremos glanced at his timid subordinates and responded with a contemptuous smile: "What are you afraid of? Even if Ilminster comes, it will be Klaus who will have to deal with it, what does it have to do with us. Besides, how do you know I can't beat him? ”

"I mean...... It's up to you to find more allies to help, or to support other forces to get the harpist in trouble. ”

The mage hurriedly spoke his mind.

He didn't want to be regarded as useless waste by his sinister, cunning and scheming new master, otherwise he would most likely die "accidentally" in a mission, just like his predecessor.

"Well—that sounds like a good idea.

Why don't you contact those guys from the Dragon Worship Sect and ask them to find a chance to make some noise.

As long as you can do that, it doesn't matter if you promise a little more benefits.

Anyway, I had no intention of keeping my promise, let alone thinking that they would survive. ”

Kurremos touched it with a grim expression.

In terms of pitting people, he never used it to have any psychological burden.

What's more, the Dragon Worship Sect still has some grievances with Zuo Si.

Like this, you can not only slap Sima Fart, but also make trouble for the enemy, and take the opportunity to muddy the water, killing three birds with one stone, if you don't do it, then you will be sorry for yourself.

"As you wish, my master."

The mage hurriedly bowed deeply, and then cast a teleportation spell and disappeared in place.

As soon as he left on his front foot, Simon Monmon, the head of the Dark Intelligence Network of the Santarin Society, appeared on his back foot and asked in a slightly playful tone, "How is your plan going?" ”

"Not bad. So far so good. What, are you in any trouble and need my help? Kurremos asked with a smirk.

Obviously, because they are both neutral and evil, the two of them can be said to have a similar smell and have maintained a good relationship.

Especially in terms of intelligence sharing, with the help of oil mobile terminals, it has almost achieved the extreme.

This is also the reason why the harpist falls into the trap and is calculated.

Although they also have a very good intelligence network, they are still far from being able to communicate with their opponents in real time.

Xi Manmeng shook his head slightly: "No, everything is going well on my side."

Especially after the successful capture of Baldur's Gate by Fort Santil, my mission has been basically completed, and all that remains is to put on a show.

I'm more concerned about the higher-ups of the Harpists League than about it.

You must know that they have suffered heavy losses recently, and they have been in a state of strategic contraction.

From what I know of the Harpists' League, they must be planning something in this way, and they need to be careful. ”

"Oh? Do you hear any wind? Kurremos narrowed his eyes tentatively.

"As far as I know, Ilminster, Storm Silver, and some of the harpists at the top recently appeared in Saddle Town, and it seems like they're having a meeting. But my spies didn't dare to come near for fear of being recognized. ”

Simon began by sharing his intel.

For him, this information has no special value in itself, as long as it can achieve the ultimate goal.

What are the goals of the Santalin Society at this stage?

The obvious answer is to use all means to fight the forces of the Harpists League.

This is not only in the interests of the organization itself, but also to the satisfaction of Zuo Si and Fuzor Chamberberry.

"Saddle Town? The Hubbell family? ”

Kurremos fell into deep thought for a moment.

As a master of intrigue and intrigues, it was naturally impossible for him not to pay attention to the situation in the Northlands.

Although the town of Long Saddle, with only a little more than 130 inhabitants, is basically small among the many towns in the Northland, and the trade volume is even more frighteningly low.

But the mages of the Hubbell family can be said to be the most famous.

Whether you like them or hate them, it's impossible to ignore this force that wields amazing magical powers.

However, Courremos had never heard of the Hubbell family having anything to do with the Harpists' League.

Maybe their presence in Saddleback was just a coincidence?

Just happened to be passing by?

Just when this "filial son" was puzzled, another portal opened out of thin air, followed by Harred III who appeared out of thin air, and said bluntly: "I know why they appeared in Long Saddle Town. ”

"Who are you?"

Curremoston's expression of alarm appeared, and his fingertips shimmered with arcane magic.

He had never met Harred III, and he didn't know that this guy had become a special treasure for Zuo Si's Harpist Alliance, and he thought it was a spy sent by other forces.

However, Simon Meng obviously knew about this, and immediately raised his hand to stop it: "Don't be nervous, this is Harred III, the former scribe of Ilminster, but now he has taken refuge in Lord Soth. ”

Hearing this, a trace of surprise immediately appeared in Kurremos's eyes, and he couldn't believe that his master could poach such an important person from Ilminster's side.

But soon he adjusted his mentality and greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Harred III." I hope that the information you bring will play a key role. After all, the Harperists League are a troublesome enemy, and it will not be easy to deal with them. ”

"No, you're wrong.

In fact, the Harpist League is far less powerful than outsiders think.

As long as you can find the pattern and the pattern of their actions, you can easily snuff it out in the cradle.

No one in this world knows Ilminster better than I do, and his stupid, stubborn way of thinking.

And I will assist you in completely destroying and dismantling the entire alliance of harpists.

I'm going to make that old immortal creature feel untold pain!

I'm going to let him wail in despair! ”

There is no doubt that if there is anyone in this world who hates Ilminster the most, it must be Harred III.

After all, there is a good saying, hate is deep in love.

The more you like and worship someone, the stronger the hatred will be when the mind is reversed.

Today, Harred III is like a madman who has been stimulated to go crazy, and his mind is full of thoughts about how to destroy Ilminster.

Siman Meng keenly caught this, and immediately curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I think we may need to find a safe place where no one is around." ”

"I couldn't agree more!"

Kurremos echoed without thinking.

The scheming man obviously noticed the other party's abnormal emotions, and the evil fire in his heart was instantly ignited.

In the eyes of these two old yinbi, Harred III is undoubtedly like a poor creature with a distorted mind and cognition, and it is the most interesting toy, and there is no one.

And they also wanted to find out what Zuo Si had done in the first place to turn the clerk in Ilminster into what he is now.

"Then follow me! I set up a safe house in Mirabah and recruited thieves, adventurers, and mercenaries to monitor the activities of the Harpist League. ”

With that, Harred III turned and led the way towards the city below the valley.

Due to the lack of distance, he did not cast teleportation magic or flying magic.

Kurremos exchanged a look with Simanmon and quickly followed.

Poor Harred III has not yet realized that he has been a pawn from the beginning.

Not only can Zuo Si fiddle with him at will, but so can Kurremos and Simon Monmon.

In fact, his greatest usefulness has never been to provide useful advice, let alone how many times he can sabotage the Harpists' Alliance's actions and what casualties he can cause.

Rather, it is the psychological and spiritual blow that its very existence inflicts on Ilminster.

If Ilminster were forced to kill Harred III with his own hands one day, he would inevitably leave a huge wound on his soul that would never heal.

This is the evil purpose that Zuo Si really wants to achieve......

(End of chapter)