Chapter 497: There's a Lot You Need to Learn (10,000 Words Big Chapter Asking for Subscription)

"Ladies!

Gentlemen!

Guests from all material and outer planes!

Welcome to the ninth level of Bato's Hell!

This is the miracle created by the great Lord of Soth, the most colorful dream city in the entire universe, and it is also a paradise where you can vent, indulge, and enjoy!

As long as you have enough money and wealth, you can get far more than the imperial treatment here!

Even through fair, just, democratic, and free election voting, you can become a respected councillor and mayor with great power!

Believe me, even in the Sevenfold Heaven Mountain, which is known as the kindest, it is absolutely impossible to get such an opportunity!

So I suggest that before today's game begins, let's express our gratitude to Lord Soth!

Without him, we would not have been able to have such a happy life, let alone true freedom!

Of course, it also allows us to pay tribute to His Majesty Asmodeirs, the enlightened and wise Lord of Hell.

Look!

He was also in the VIP seat of the arena today, waving to everyone.

How approachable and kind!

Even if you search the entire universe, there will never be a second supreme ruler who is willing to condescend and enjoy with the people like this!

I was so moved that I was about to cry!

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What are you waiting for?

It's better to act than to be excited!

Pick up your mobile terminal and call the number at the bottom of the screen to order!

If you use Soul Prism to pay, you can also enjoy a 20% discount!

Remember, I'm your trusted narrator, Lytle.

Next, allow me to introduce the contestants of today's Round-the-City Prop Rally one by one.

First up is our perennial winner, Mr. Bagger from Scorching Hell.

As a Ugros Demon, he has managed to win four championships, the best of all the surviving fighters to date.

In addition, at his own request, I am here to solemnly warn those main material plane guys not to say that Jiao Yan is salt and pepper, otherwise our champion will be angry.

Next up is the recently made Devil Kid and his Tiefling girlfriend.

The pair had managed to finish out 40 competitors in their first two steeplechase.

It was as bloody as a slaughterhouse.

Because of this, they have a high level of popularity.

Let's look forward to what kind of exciting performance they can give to the audience in today's competition......"

With the impassioned voice of this deceitful demon called Lytle, the largest arena complex in the center of Cyberpunk City on the ninth floor of Hell suddenly turned into a sea of joy.

Millions of spectators are gathering here, shouting slogans in support of their bettors.

There are also some deaths that are just for fun and to enjoy the plasma gushing during the game.

The terrifying frenzy of the atmosphere caused many mortals to get their adrenaline pumping, and they were completely immersed in this intense stimulation and excitement.

There are also some people who are on the rise, simply staging a man-making movement on the spot, venting the blood that is about to boil in their bodies.

Others poured pills and potions made from unknown things into their mouths, convulsing and swinging like crazy.

You must know that the scene in front of you is just the scene of the scene!

In addition to this, hundreds of millions of mortals, demons, and creatures from other outer planes are sitting in their homes, restaurants, squares, bars, dance halls, and other places, staring at electronic screens and 3D projections.

There is no doubt that as the fame of the cyberpunk city continues to spread, more and more people are unsurprisingly flocking to it, and are fascinated by its environment, institutions, and laws that are completely different from the other aspects of hell.

The best part is that it's not dangerous at all!

And you can experience the ultimate indulgence and pleasure that you can't enjoy anywhere else, even the outer plane, which is also claimed to be able to make people linger, Elysium.

After all, the latter generally tends to be good, so many desires that are considered depraved and forbidden cannot be satisfied.

But the ninth layer of Bato's Hell is different!

No matter how depraved and forbidden desires are, as long as you are willing to pay enough money and prove through legal means that the other party is "willing", then it will not be considered a crime.

In addition, there is also a problem with Elysium, that is, mortals who stay there for a long time will gradually lose themselves, and they will not even remember who they are.

Therefore, most mortals who are still sane will not choose to stay in Elysium for a long time.

But this cyberpunk city is different, at most, it will only make mortals more evil and depraved, and it will not change the personality or memory.

So for a lot of the evil guys, it's a dream paradise.

Soon, with a loud whistle, the Round the City Prop Rally finally began.

In the roar of the oil engine, thousands of vehicles that had undergone various exaggerated modifications rushed out at once.

Before they could drive out of the arena along the runway, dozens of unlucky eggs were either crushed or torn apart by strange weapons.

In short, the scene of plasma bursting and limbs, internal organs and skulls flying wildly immediately made all the audience who bought tickets to enter the stadium addicted.

Especially for the first time to appreciate this kind of violent and bloody game, their eyes widened, their breath was held, and their hearts beat violently at a speed several times higher than usual.

Stimulate!

It's so exciting!

When a high-ranking angel from the upper plane saw this scene, he immediately frowned subconsciously, but he didn't say anything.

Because she knew that these contestants were all voluntary, and there was no coercion in them.

So even if I was extremely disgusted in my heart, I could only pinch my nose and admit it.

As for whether it is really "voluntary" or "voluntary", then the devil's law enforcement agencies do not care.

Anyway, it is enough to have a certificate of deed issued by a notary public.

To be precise, in the eyes of this high-ranking angel, this place is already much stronger than the other levels of hell, and at least has the value of being "redeemed".

Therefore, many celestial creatures like her have led their subordinates to station, trying to complete the transformation and redemption of the ninth layer by expanding the concept and influence of the good camp.

It's just that the idea is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

Although many angels are doing their best to participate in the election, trying to instill the idea of justice in mortals and those who have fallen souls.

But there are very few people who are really willing to accept it.

Quite the opposite!

Instead, they are interested in this kind of evil, violent, and bloody competition, and they are no longer keen to indulge their dark desires.

Even some angels who were originally good were gradually corrupted by the evil of the hell plane, and some people continued to fall into the devil.

However, many high-ranking angels did not flinch.

In their view, this is the price that must be paid for greater salvation.

The main reason for the fall of the same kind is that the faith is not strong enough, but they and other angels who are steadfast in their faith will certainly be able to hold out until the day of final victory.

Feeling the boiling evil and depravity of the entire ninth plane, as well as the dark side that continued to emerge from the hearts of the angels from the upper planes, Asmodells on the VIP table had an extremely satisfied expression on his face.

As the Lord of Hell, he knew very well what such propaganda and diffusion could bring to the devils.

Among other things, the number of souls in hell alone is increasing at an unimaginable rate.

In addition to the quantity, all souls who have undergone deep corruption and depravity in the ninth layer can also squeeze several times more divine energy than they originally did.

Therefore, in terms of performance appraisal, Zuosi's KPI completion can throw off other levels of lords several streets.

Most importantly, it's a sustainable development that will snowball in the future.

It won't be long before the devil himself can be on par with the Abyss Demon, or even slightly superior, even without the help of other forces of order.

Just as Asmodeus was considering the specifics of resuming the bloody battle, a tall and plump demon suddenly pushed open the door of the VIP room and walked in, asking in a slightly angry tone, "Father, why did you give Soth that power of attorney?" What am I doing wrong that you want an outsider to restrain me? ”

You don't need to ask to know that the person who came was none other than the lord of the sixth level, Glesia.

Obviously, the princess of hell was full of doubts, puzzles, and resentment at her father's actions.

Because she couldn't figure out why Asmodeirs had to limit herself while giving herself such an important position.

"Outsiders?"

The Lord of Hell glanced at his daughter with a slightly playful look, followed by a condescending response, "No, you are wrong, my daughter.

Soth is not an outsider, but a Prince of Hell whom I have personally appointed.

In terms of order and understanding of evil, he is far superior to all other devils, including you, and has even won the favor of the entire hellish plane.

See how much he's done us since he joined hell?

Look at the impact of the Ninth Plane flourishing on the entire universe?

Compared to you, he is actually closer to me.

What's more, I gave him that authorization for your own good.

After all, until now, you haven't understood what hellish politics is all about, and how the lords' courts at all levels work.

You are just using my identity as a daughter to unscrupulously break all kinds of unspoken rules, and you have touched the bottom line of many lords.

If this continues, once they unite to attack you, it will be difficult for even me to keep you.

So I'd like you to learn from Southdo and see how he solves these problems and troubles within the rules, while earning the respect and awe of the lords of the other tiers. ”

"What did he do?"

Glesia sensed that her father was saying, and immediately began to tempt.

Although she successfully installed a lot of lust and femme fatale spies in Zuosi's court.

But these spies obviously can't really reach the heart of the ruling area, and they can't find out the real secrets.

Because the inner circle is made up of Zariel, Mecansut, and Ob Nixilis, who have been complemated by the oil, and not those high-level devils who are ostensibly used to deceive their enemies.

Asmodeus pursed the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully, "Did you know that there is a demon of pleasure named Gramir under Soth?" ”

"Gramir? The secretary he appointed? ”

A thoughtful look appeared on Glessia's face.

She had apparently heard of this particularly favored female devil, and even knew many rumors about the ambiguity between the two, such as various versions of office play, but she didn't know its true origin.

But considering such obvious hints from the Lord of Hell, it would be a complete fool to dismiss him as an ordinary pleasure demon.

"Look, that's what I've been talking to you about over and over again.

You think you've checked the spies and eyeliner around the lieges.

But in reality, they don't know anything about their real secrets.

A lot of what you know is a smoke bomb that they deliberately leak to you or use to mislead you into making a wrong judgment.

So let's investigate Gramir's identity.

When you know the truth, you'll understand what Soth is doing.

Remember, while he is not always plotting and craving more power and power like other devils, that doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

In other words, he is the most dangerous and terrible being in the whole hell except for me.

When Soth targets someone, it means that there is no room for that person to retreat or escape.

You still have a lot to learn, my dear daughter. ”

With that, Asmodeus bent down and kissed the Demon Queen on the forehead, before disappearing into a bolt of flame.

Seeing her father leave, Glesia's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and she immediately beckoned to the femme fatale, who was in charge of intelligence behind her.

The femme fatale hurriedly dragged his fat body closer, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, do you have any orders?" ”

"How much do you know about the Pleasure Demon Secretary by Soth's side, especially her identity?" The princess of hell asks bluntly.

"You mean Gramir?

As far as I know, she was born on the Fourth Plane and seems to be close to your ally, Lady Filnah.

The only thing that is a little unusual is that as a pleasure demon, she is still a virgin who has never experienced the joy of fish and water.

I think that's probably why Ms. Filna sent it to the ninth floor as a gift.

After all, Lord Soth was a mortal before, so he may have been a little picky in this regard, preferring exclusivity rather than sharing.

In addition, Gramir returned to the fourth level some time ago as an emissary of the ninth layer.

Although it is not certain for the time being, there are many signs that the current tension and confrontation on the fourth level is most likely due to her relationship. ”

The femme fatale intelligence director didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly shook out everything he knew in one go.

"Something to do with Filna? What do you mean...... Is Soth meddling in a power struggle on the fourth level? Even if he wasn't in hell at all? ”

Glesia's mouth grew in disbelief.

You must know that the power struggle that may break out between the father and daughter on the fourth level has always been the focus of the entire hell.

After all, the devils know that there is no family affection to talk about in the face of great power.

It was only a matter of time before a conflict broke out between Madame Filna and the Archduke Beller, and even a civil war.

Especially the relatively young former, once the mind matures and tastes the taste of power, he will inevitably use his legitimate lordship to make some fuss to weaken the power in the hands of the latter, and finally realize the monopoly of power and become a veritable lord, rather than a puppet to be manipulated.

Archduke Beller was well aware of this, so every once in a while he would find a way to spend time alone with his daughter in the room, teaching her the skills of pain and pleasure, so as to deepen their intimacy and trust.

Of course, everyone who understands this so-called "teaching" understands it.

So even though many of the Great Devils, including Grathia herself, want to get involved in order to gain a loyal ally.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to incite Filna to rebel against her father, she did not get the desired result.

Therefore, Glesia simply could not accept that Zuo Si had completely intensified the contradictions on the entire fourth level just by using some means and remote control, and all forces had begun to openly stand in line, and a decisive battle was about to break out.

The head of the femme fatale carefully observed his lord's reaction, and then explained in a low voice, "Sorry, our spies can't find any evidence to prove this.

Nor did he understand what his motives were if all this was really the plan of Lord Soth.

At least on the surface, Ms. Filna is at an absolute disadvantage in this power struggle.

Without the intervention of external forces, the chances of victory for the Grand Duke of BΓΌhler were very high.

Maybe......

Lord Soth has also hidden certain backhands that we don't know about. ”

"Damn! Find it all out for me right away! Otherwise, I'll dig up your entrails and feed them to the little devils!" ”

Glesia angrily picked up her whip and slammed it at the femme fatale.

The latter didn't even dare to dodge, and his fat and huge head, like a toad, suddenly opened its skin and flesh, and there was an extra blood mark.

It can be seen that this spoiled princess of hell is not good-tempered, and she is very cold and cruel.

The head of the femme fatale intelligence endured the pain and resentment gushing out of his heart, and nodded as if he was loyal: "Understood!

Rest assured, I'll arrange it as soon as I get back.

But with regard to your sacrifices and callings in the Order of the Material World, do you want to pause for a moment?

Otherwise, if I go to the material plane, it will be difficult for me to get the information to you in the first place. ”

"Nope! It's business as usual!

I also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get a closer look at Soth and find out his thoughts and hobbies.

By the way, remember to find me a better body.

Preferably Tieflin, who has devilish blood. ”

With that, Glesia glanced up at the fierce battles and races on the big screen, as well as the gods who had been attracted, and then turned and left the VIP seat with graceful steps.

……

About a dozen hours later, far away in the territory of the Amm Empire in the world of Torrell, a group of scantily clad young people gathered in a wilderness far away from towns and villages under the cover of night.

They lit a bonfire, and then used the light of the fire to begin drawing large, intricate magical patterns in the clearing, following a tome.

Not far away, on the carriage, there were also five or six kidnapped sacrifices.

The vast majority of them were elves and half-elves living in the forest, and the most conspicuous was a female half-elf with a head, face, and arms painted in crimson blood.

She looks obviously underage, only about one meter four or five tall, with a pair of curved horns on her forehead and a slender tail behind her buttocks, but she does not have the signature wings and reddish skin, but is very white.

If nothing else, this Tieflin is clearly not a first-generation half-blood, but a mutant who has been separated by an unknown number of generations.

It may be that someone in the ancestor had a relationship with a creature in the lower planes, or maybe he signed some kind of contract, or he accepted a blessing or curse, so the bloodline contains this power.

Its parents are most likely no different from normal elves, humans, and half-elves in appearance, but they suddenly gave birth to such an heir with obvious lower plane blood.

This is also the origin of most of the Tieflin in Feren.

Often, these children, who have obvious demonic or demonic blood, are often abandoned by frightened parents.

The unlucky ones may not survive for even a few days before they starve to death and become food for wild beasts.

However, there are always lucky ones who survive, or are adopted by individuals and organizations with other purposes, and eventually become thieves, assassins, or join the beggars to live on the streets.

The one in front of her obviously belongs to the former, which can be glimpsed from the good development of her body, as well as the muscles of her thighs and arms that have been trained.

In particular, the six-pack abs on the stomach are very obvious, which is definitely not something that an ordinary girl of this age can have.

And the naked back is covered with large and small scars, most of which should be the marks of being whipped by a leather whip.

At this moment, the half-elf Tieflin was clearly trying to save herself, desperately trying to cut the rope on her hand with a hidden stone.

Sadly, the kidnappers paid special attention to her.

Before he could cut it halfway, he was spotted by a guard with a weapon next to him.

The latter didn't even say a word of nonsense, picked up the hilt of his sword and struck her head hard, and Tiefling rolled her eyes and fainted.

When she woke up again, she found herself strapped to a large wooden shelf.

As for the other captives, they were all disemboweled, mutilated corpses.

The pungent smell of blood and the terrifying image suddenly made the Tiefling girl can't help but let out a piercing scream.

"Ahhh!!!!!!hhh Other...... Don't kill me! I will steal and make money! As long as you let me go, I'm willing to do anything. ”

"Hey, hey! Relax, little one. Unlike the sacrificial garbage, you have a more important purpose. ”

A woman in her thirties, dressed in erotic lingerie and sticking out her tongue to lick the Tiffling girl's face, then broke her mouth and forcibly poured a bottle of liquid.

While the latter struggled desperately to vomit, the former stuck his fingers down his throat, causing him to enter his esophagus and stomach before he could vomit.

After a few seconds, the Tiefling girl began to notice an unusual reaction in her body, and gradually became hot and unbearably hot, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

"Hehe, what a cutie. I think the great Glesia would have been very pleased with this body. ”

With the last word blurted out, the woman directly hugged Tieflin and began to kiss and caress her, causing her to fall into an uncontrolled state of heat.

Seeing this, the rest of the young people also took off their clothes and hugged each other to stage a restrictive scene, and their mouths also emitted strange syllables.

In the presence of linguistically proficient mages and scholars, it is easy to recognize that the syllables are in fact purgatory.

The content is also very simple, it is a word to praise the current queen of lust, Glesia.

In a few moments, a huge shadow appeared in the middle of the huge campfire.

When the woman in the lead realized that the great devil she served and believed in had come, she immediately stopped all movements, knelt on the ground and raised the holy scriptures high above her head.

In contrast, the young people who fall into the trap of desire are like crazy, performing strenuous exercises far beyond the limits of their bodies, until one after another foams at the mouth and convulses and dies.

By the moment the last unlucky guy had taken his breath, a black shadow that was almost about to condense into substance poured into the Tieflin girl's body.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!!!!

Blinding flames erupted from her body, forming a pair of huge wings behind her, and then she slowly stepped on the hot flames and walked down from the wooden shelf, raised her hand and gently stroked the cheek of the last surviving believer present and said, "You did a good job! Much better than I expected! As a reward, I will grant you a body and face that will never age. ”

The voice has not fallen!

A mark with the smell of hell was burned on the woman's forehead.

The crow's feet that had already appeared slightly at the corners of her eyes, as well as the dull skin that had been baptized by the years, returned to the state she had been seventeen or eighteen years old in the blink of an eye.

There is no doubt that Glesia, the lord of the sixth layer of Bato's hell, has successfully descended to the material plane.

Even though only in the form of possession, it is enough to terrify mortals.

"Great Queen of Lust, Venerable Princess from Bato Hell, thank you for your generosity. I swear that I will serve you for the rest of my life until the end of my life. ”

The woman prostrates down excitedly and kisses each other's insteps and toes.

The reason why she chose a great devil instead of a god as her belief is that she can stay young forever and never grow old, and she can continue to rely on beauty to seduce those powerful men.

When it comes to preserving their beauty and youth, some women are absolutely crazy beyond men's imagination.

For this reason, they even did not hesitate to sell their souls, sacrifice their children, kill their husbands and parents, bathe in the blood of innocent maidens, and eat the meat made of unformed babies.

From the dress and demeanor of this Glesian believer in front of him, it is easy to tell that he is definitely from a wealthy merchant or aristocratic family.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to attract so many young people who were keen on indulgence and pleasure through banquets and dances.

"Excellent! I accept your allegiance. Get up now, take me out of this wilderness, and tell me on the way about the present state of the world. ”

With that, the princess of hell harvested the souls of the dead around her and walked straight to the carriage that was parked not far away.

Although the unintentional aura from her body made the sensitive animal of the horse very nervous, the woman managed to calm the horse's emotions and drove straight towards the castle she owned.

As for the corpses left over from the sacrifices and summoning rituals, the beasts of the forest will naturally help clean them up later.

With Am's current population density, not to mention throwing a dozen or twenty dead bodies in the wild, even killing people and hiding corpses around the town will not necessarily be discovered.

This can be seen in the mutilated human bones in the sewers.

……

On the other hand, Zuo Si obviously did not know that Grathia had come, and was still dealing with all kinds of complicated things in Ximen, establishing the bureaucratic system from scratch little by little.

In addition to his internal affairs, he also met with envoys from the neighboring country of Turmis, which is separated by the Oslang Mountains to the south, as well as from the city-states and states along the Fallen Star Sea.

Obviously, Am's sudden rapid expansion and the strong strength he showed in the war made them very nervous.

Therefore, the envoys were sent on the one hand to test the tone of the tongue, and on the other hand, to trade.

After all, huge airships carry a steady stream of specialties from the West Coast and the New World to the cities of the Dragon's Coast, but anyone who is not blind can see it.

Slightly smarter merchants and rulers can smell money and wealth in it.

Coupled with the Wogold Church, Zuo Si signed no less than 30 trade agreements in a very short period of time.

Unlike the short-sighted, short-sighted natives who only see the immediate benefits, he has developed a long-term and ambitious plan with the help of the city's economic experts.

Through a series of complex and covert means, the plan will turn the heart of the Falling Star Sea, the most elite of the Faren continent, into an economic vassal dependent on the West Coast Empire.

To put it simply, it is to use it as a source of resources and raw materials, as well as a dumping market for commodities, and to support a comprador regime like the Baldur's Gate maritime merchants.

Feed the expensive magical education system by constantly sucking blood from these places.

In addition, Zuo Si also hopes to attract more high-quality people to fill the land that can be considered almost empty.

You must know that the east-west span of the Faren Continent is more than 5,600 kilometers, and the north-south is more than 4,000 kilometers.

By comparison, the United States of America on Earth is only 4,500 kilometers long from east to west and 2,700 kilometers from north to south.

Therefore, after the merger of the Amm Empire and the Shane Empire, excluding the northernmost Luskan and the Nerainsel Islands on the sea, the span from the meandering river in the north to the port of Carlin in the south was almost 16,700 kilometers, and the east and west were 2,000 kilometers.

That's about half the size of the United States.

The most important thing is that, except for the Great Karlin Desert in the south, this is almost the warmest and humid place in the entire Feron continent, suitable for farming and living.

But the combined population is less than 20 million.

The Karlin shirt had the largest population, about seven or eight million after the emancipation of slaves;

Tessel is a little smaller, with a population of about four million despite a long war;

Amm is only between three million and three and a half million;

West Hartland is even more pitiful with a population of only 16.7 million;

The Dragon Coast is even more miserable, with a population of less than one million, only a mere 800,000.

That's it, it's the result of adding up halflings, elves, half-elves, gnomes, dwarves, and orcs who are willing to obey management.

If the number of human beings is counted alone, it may only be 80% of the total population.

Therefore, Zuo Si urgently needs to increase the number and density of the population in the area under his rule.

Because cultivating arcane spellcasters in large quantities first requires enough geniuses with high intelligence attributes.

There's nothing very good about this thing other than raising the total population base.

Moreover, only when there are more people can the endless monsters in the wild be suppressed, social reform and magic industrialization can be started, and finally the transcendence of the two magical civilizations of Nethrel and Imasca can be achieved.

In Zuo Si's view, he needs at least 100 million healthy adult laborers to barely complete the predetermined small goals.

Staring at the map and population markers hanging in the room, he asked without looking back: "In the first stage of ten magic academies, which cities do you think is better to open them?" ”

"Hmm...... I think Baldur's Gate, Azkatra, Esmirtalan, Zazespor, Port Carlin, Surdover, Simon, Iliaba are all good choices.

In conclusion, it is better to be as close as possible to a more densely populated city with thriving commerce and trade.

On the one hand, there are relatively many educated and intelligent people in such places, and on the other hand, it is easy to obtain various materials and resources.

I would suggest that it would be better to build the academy a little further away from the city, rather than still within the city walls.

Otherwise, if those apprentices accidentally make a big move, it will be difficult to end it. ”

The fat house lich who had just arrived from his lair, Owo replied without thinking.

Due to his extensive experience in opening magical schools (although they all ended in failure), he was appointed as the chief advisor on magical education, responsible for helping to promote the popularization and development of magical education.

The second is to compile an easy-to-understand textbook and distribute it to each college as an official version.

Until they have completed their basic education and gained the ability to perform the Zero Ring Trick, these rookies are not allowed to come into contact with any other knowledge.

The main purpose of this is to protect young apprentices from dying too young.

After all, you never know if a teenager will secretly summon a demon driven by a strong curiosity when he suddenly gets the name of a demon and then happens to carve a summoning circle.

"Then how does the teacher solve it? Although I already have a lot of mages, not all of them have the patience to teach their students. Zuo Si touched his chin and continued to ask.

He had been an apprentice for a long time, but he knew too well what an apprentice was in the eyes of those evil archmages.

In the eyes of these guys, the apprentice is a relatively expensive consumable and a free assistant and experimental material.

Therefore, if the lichs of the Arcane Secret Art Society were allowed to serve as teachers in the academy, Zuo Si was really afraid that a hundred apprentices would enter, and in the end, less than ten would come out alive.

Don't think that's an exaggeration!

It's a description that couldn't be truer!

Even a stern and conscientious mentor like Kelburn often doesn't have a good deal to do with all sorts of unexpected situations.

Normally, five out of ten apprentices make it to graduation.

As for the rest, it is basically not that they did not follow the precautions in the process of conducting the experiment, and as a result, they accidentally caused an explosion and finished the game on the spot;

It's not just secretly making some dangerous attempts, such as summoning demons, demons, and forcibly touching the deep demon web, and even losing your soul when you find it.

"If you don't dislike it, I can provide fifty to a hundred offspring to serve as teachers.

Count your people, so that each college can have 10 to 15 tutors at the beginning.

Almost 150 apprentices.

When the first batch of apprentices graduates, they can stay in school as assistants to assist in the management and education of the next batch of apprentices.

Oh, and by the way, I've put together some research and sorcery material on the Netherel era, so you can check it out if you're interested. ”

With that, Ovo pulled out several books from his pocket that radiated a strong arcane glow.

Since his ambition was to restore the glory of Netheril, he was not as stingy with knowledge as the other Grand Arcanists, but rather generous.

"Thank you, I just wanted to learn those ten-ring, eleven-ring spells that were invented in the Netherel era."

After Zuo Si opened it and glanced at it twice, an expression of interest immediately appeared.

Perhaps for other spellcasters, these spells have lost their effect due to a change in the rules, and at best serve as a reference for the invention of new legendary spells.

But since the goddess of magic opened the back door at midnight last time, he can really unleash these powerful spells, and even build a core of Mythera to build a version of Faeron's Floating City.

However, Owo didn't know this, and put on a generous appearance with a wide heart and a fat body, and waved his hand with a smile: "Hahahaha!" You're welcome!

As we work together more and more closely, little by little I will give you my collection over the years as a gift.

After all, you are the only one in this world who has the best chance of reproducing or even surpassing Netheril's glory.

I'm looking forward to what the West Coast will look like under your rule.

Also, I heard that you had a spell duel with Laloch in Serre some time ago? ”

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "It's not a duel, at best, it's just a mutual exchange." ”

"Oh? The result? ”

Owo leaned forward slightly, his two puffy eyes bursting with curiosity.

He apparently knew that Lalocle, an old-timer, was hiding in the sorcerer's tomb in the northern mountains of Baldur's Gate.

However, out of caution, he never contacted the other party, let alone visited him.

In this way, the two sides separated from each other in the Supreme Forest and the Wasteland.

"There are no concrete results. Lalock said I won, but I didn't think I had won. Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied.

That is to say...... You at least had a tie with him? ”

Ovo spoke with an undisguised shock.

He'd seen firsthand how the King of Wizards had killed one challenger after another in the days of Netherre, defending the title of "the strongest".

I also understand that with my own level, I am afraid that it is impossible to defeat the other party in a one-on-one spell duel in this life.

Because of this, Owo found it incredulous.

"Let's put it this way. None of us used any magic items, scrolls, or powers other than our own casting levels and abilities. That's why I emphasize that this is just a sparring, not a non-technical duel. ”

Zuo Si explained in a slightly helpless tone.

In fact, the people who care about this issue are not only Ovo in front of him.

Erastro, Leila, Kelburn, Sean VII, Simanmon, Fuzor Chamberbery, and the legendary lichs of the Arcane Society of Arcane asked the same question.

No way, who made Laloch the most famous.

The circle of legendary spellcasters in the Faeron Continent is so large, and the King of Wizards, who has maintained an undefeated record from the time of Netherel to the present, is undoubtedly the object of everyone's attention.

What's more, there were so many onlookers present at the time of the discussion.

"Can you have a fight with me?"

Owo made a request with great interest.

Because he was really curious about what Zuo Si, who could make Laloc take the initiative to say the phrase "you win", what kind of attainment had he achieved in the field of arcane magic......

(End of chapter)