Fort Ralhorn, an ancient castle in the northwest corner of the city of Port Carlin, next to the city walls, is surrounded by a small hill with a high bulge.

It was founded three or four hundred years after the collapse of the Shane Empire, when the entire Karlin shirt was at its most chaotic and disorderly, and all kinds of careerists, warlords, monsters, and thieves' guild leaders took turns on the stage of power.

It is said that the supreme ruler of the time was afraid of assassination and did not dare to live in the palace, so he ordered the slaves to build such a strong castle to ensure the safety of themselves and their families.

Sadly, the builder of the castle, like all those in power during that time, either died from a dagger from behind, accidentally drank poisoned wine or ate food with ingredients, and was replaced by a new careerist.

Later, the situation gradually stabilized as the Entangled Charm began to secretly control everything in Port Carlin.

The castle gradually turned from a refuge for rulers into a prison for the most vicious felons and political opponents.

Since such people are too much of a threat to the rule, it is impossible to sell them by being reduced to slavery, which is tantamount to letting the tiger go home.

Therefore, Fort Ralhorn, which is impregnable and has only a narrow passage to the outside world, is naturally the ideal place to be held.

The jailer in charge of guarding the place didn't even need to go in to check on the situation, just open the iron fence and throw the prisoner through the entrance, and the rest was basically left alone.

There are a lot of ogres, trolls, fire giants, orcs, and some giant spiders and undead creatures that have been deliberately thrown in.

As a result, the average prisoner usually does not live long and will soon become a source of food for the former.

Even if he survives, it will not take a few days to kill the other living prisoners, eat their flesh and drink their blood, driven by a strong hunger.

After all, the jailers here do not provide any food or water to the prisoners, and everything can only be found and hunted under the labyrinthine castle.

For a long time, Fort Ralhorn was the most feared place for the residents of Port Carlin.

It was even rumored that in the huge labyrinth under the castle, there was already a considerable army of demons and undead, which could rush up and kill at any moment.

But this came to an end once and for all with the restoration of Chaun VII.

He directly dispatched a large number of undead creatures to kill all the monsters and crazy prisoners who had been twisted to an inhuman form, and ordered people to transform the huge underground part into a heavily guarded super large prison.

At the height of the emancipation movement, more than 7,000 prisoners were imprisoned at its peak, all of whom were former nobles, slave owners, wealthy merchants, leaders of thieves' guilds, and their loyal men.

With their excellent interrogation skills, the inquisitors easily obtained the property that the men were hiding, and then confiscated and confiscated it all, turning it into a source of funding for Shane VII's foreign campaigns.

Later, as the original ruling structure was destroyed and new orders and laws were established, these prisoners had little value to remain.

Sean VII directly unleashed a legendary magic spell that transformed them all into undead creatures with a certain amount of intelligence, including ghouls, ghouls, wraiths, demon corpses, and more.

The vast majority of them were crafted into Minion cards for the Brigade Mage, with only a handful remaining to continue patrolling the dark prison.

If any prisoner who is thrown in dares to try to escape from the prison without knowing whether they are alive or dead, then they will be immediately hunted down by these ubiquitous undead, and eventually brutally killed to become one of them.

Later, when the West Coast Empire was established, Zuo Si took ownership of the place, leaving it to the judiciary to hold death row and felons.

Today, there are about 1,700 prisoners in Fort Lralhorn.

A thousand of them were thrown in during the reign of Shane VII, and another 700 were thrown in after Zuo Si came to power.

However, just a few days ago, two or three hundred people suddenly came in at once, of which about 70% were men and about 30% were women.

In particular, a few good-looking, young-looking, and amazingly attractive female bards suddenly drove the male creatures who had been holding back for a long time and couldn't find a chance to vent.

All of a sudden, around the cell, all kinds of foul language, teasing, and even simply taking off clothes and pants to do "needlework......

Anyway, there are only things you can't think of, and you can't do it without these guys who are about to go crazy.

Since the people who are imprisoned are basically either murderers, rapists, or demonic believers who are crazy about human sacrifice, the degree of aggression and psychological darkness can be imagined.

Coupled with the cold and negative energy emanating from the body of the undead jailer who passed by from time to time in the corridor passage, as well as the naked and undisguised hatred for the living in his eyes, normal people are afraid that they will completely collapse in a few days.

The civilians who had been incited to join the riots were completely stunned by the horrific environment, huddled in the corners, shivering and crying.

As soon as a living person passed by, he would immediately rush up and cry out, saying that he knew he was wrong and would never dare again.

Unfortunately, it's not the paladins of the Knights of the Burning Heart who run the place, but the Church of Bane, the god of tyranny, who has no mercy, and the sadistic Lavita, who is in charge of interrogation, torture, and torture.

Now know that you are afraid to beg for mercy?

What did you do earlier!

If it was the Bane Church, they would have kicked the prisoner back.

Laveta's followers would open the door with a smile on their faces, and take them to a nearby torture room to torture them until they became dazed and incontinent in their wails of pain, and then they were content to put them back.

After a few days, the rioters, who had been clamoring for something to do, began to "repent" and even lashed out at the bards who had incited them.

Similarly, the bards involved in this matter had no idea that the West Coast Empire would react so quickly, and that there was no intention of going through the judicial process at all, so that the defense lawyers who had spent a lot of money in advance would not be useful.

What is even more frightening is that they are now completely cut off from the outside world, and they have no idea whether their employers will rescue them as promised, let alone whether their plan to buy officials will succeed.

Several beautiful young female bards had apparently begun to have a premonition of what might happen next, and their faces were always very pale and bloodless.

In this way, in nervousness, panic and despair, these guys finally saw Arthur Meier, who personally led the team to arrest himself and others.

As a very high-level Dark Guard, the terrifying and evil aura that emanated from his body alone caused the temperature of his surroundings to drop by five degrees Celsius.

Arthur Meier didn't talk nonsense, and said directly to the male mage who was about fifty years old with him: "I'll give you five minutes, and after five minutes I want to know the detailed list of employers behind them, no problem, right?" ”

"Absolutely. It's as easy for me as I am an enchantist. ”

The old mage grinned playfully, and quickly began to chant spells and cast spells.

When he realized that he was going to probe the memories and thoughts of everyone present, the faces of the bards suddenly became extremely ugly, and the leader of them wanted to try to cast a spell to counteract.

Sadly, he apparently forgot that he was wearing the Forbidden Demon Shackles on his hands.

It didn't take long for the old mage to finish casting the spell and take out a pen and paper and write about a dozen names on it, as well as the forces behind it.

Arthur Meier took it and quickly glanced at it, and immediately nodded with satisfaction: "Good job, this is not much different from the result we got from the previous torture, it seems that we can go and report to His Majesty Soth." ”

"And what about the benefits you promised me?"

The old mage's eyes sparkled with expectation.

"You can go pick one now. Anyway, these guys have already been sentenced to death, and I can let you waste it within my authority. ”

Arthur Mayer shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

Hearing this, the prisoners in the cell instantly exploded, and they rushed to the edge of the iron fence and shouted loudly.

"Nope! You must be lying! We are only being instigated, and we are not guilty of death. Damn those bards. ”

"That's right! You can't do that to me! We have to go to court, see the judge, and get a lawyer to defend us. ”

"I protest! You are abusive lynching! ”

……

Admiring the ugliness of these thugs exposed under fear, Arthur Meier smiled cruelly and said meaningfully, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

This was not a lynching, but a direct order from His Majesty the Emperor.

Not only will you be publicly executed, but your parents, brothers, children, spouses, and other immediate family members will be implicated and sent to the mines or quarries to work as coolies for life.

His Majesty the Emperor will use you to make an example of all those who are in the Empire and tell everyone in the empire what are the consequences of trying to disrupt order and law through riots.

Want to replicate other city-states or even nations within the empire to riot and force the government to make concessions?

You obviously have no idea about His Majesty the Emperor's character and style.

He would rather set off a purge to kill thousands of people, let the blood flow and pile up a mountain of corpses, and there would be no compromise in the slightest.

So you made the wrong choice and now you have to start paying for your actions. ”

"No !!!!!"

A young man who had been expecting sat on the ground with a thud and let out a scream of pain and despair.

He couldn't believe that his hot-headed impulse could cause such serious consequences.

The thought of his younger brother and sister, as well as his parents, who had worked hard for half their lives, would henceforth become slave laborers in quarries and mines, he felt a strong sense of remorse and guilt.

After all, man is a social creature, and he will have certain social relations from birth, otherwise it is impossible to grow from a baby to an adult.

Maybe some guys can not care about their own lives, but they still suffer when social relationships are devastated.

This is why the system has always been one of the most deterrent in the judiciary, and at the same time, it can also strengthen the effective control of society.

Even in the so-called "rule of law society" in modern times, the system has not withdrawn from the stage of history.

It's just that the original simple and brutal death penalty, exile, and distribution of slavery have become punishments at the political and other levels, such as not being allowed to join the army, not being allowed to take the civil service examination, and so on.

After admiring the reaction of the thugs in front of him for a moment, Arthur Melton's expression of satisfaction appeared.

In his view, criminal law should have a strong deterrent effect and make prisoners feel extreme pain.

Otherwise, if people do not have even the most basic fears, then the law will be completely useless and will not be able to serve the purpose of maintaining order and social stability at all.

Just as the mighty dark guard was about to turn away, a man with a twisted, resentful expression on his face struggled to his feet from the floor of his cell, clutching the railing and asking loudly, "What about the bards?" What punishment should they receive for instigating all this? ”

Moment!

The bard, who had been hiding in the shadows for a moment, held his breath involuntarily, and his eyes revealed a fear that could not be concealed.

After all, anyone who is not a fool knows that even the punishment for the participants is so severe, let alone the initiators.

"Hehe, they will have their limbs broken, their eyes and tongues gouged out, all their teeth removed, their periosteum pierced through their ears, and finally stripped naked and hung on the dock at the West Gate.

These people don't die easily.

Because death is a relief for them.

Quite the opposite.

I will use my body as a cage and bind the soul of every bard until they have gone mad with the baptism of time and can no longer maintain faith in any god.

In this way, when they die, their souls will be hung on the wall of the unbelieved, and they will endure unimaginable torments day and night.

This is the price to be paid for challenging the Empire's dominance.

How, are you still happy with this answer? ”

Arthur Mayer asked rhetorically, smirking.

The man turned and glanced at the bards, who had been frightened, and quickly nodded with a wicked smile: "Satisfied! So satisfied! As long as these guys get what they deserve, I'll admit it even if I'm dead. ”

"It's good to be satisfied. Enjoy the last few days, and in three to five days at most, you will be taken to the execution ground to say goodbye to this world once and for all. ”

With that, Arthur Mer paid no attention to anyone, and turned around with the two lists and walked towards the entrance to the surface.

Before they could take a few steps, the bards who had broken down began to shout and beg frantically, and a few even wanted to commit suicide under the control of great fear.

Sadly, the remaining mages were able to stop these actions with charm and mind-control magic.

Not only that, but he also motioned to the jailer to open the cell of one of the beautiful young female bards, and stripped her of her clothes with his own hands.

While the other nearby prisoners were breathing heavily, eager to watch a restrictive action blockbuster, the mage removed several black eggs from his body and thrust them into the bard's body through a spell.

After about three to five minutes, they saw that the woman's lower abdomen began to bulge rapidly, and appeared as something like some kind of worm.

What's even more terrifying is that when the head of these worms is pushed head-on against the lower abdomen, the skin on the stomach will take on a human face that is extremely painful and distorted.

Rao is felon is that these felons are all crazy and well-informed, but they are still taken aback.

Almost at the same time, the bard was also freed from the control of the enchanting magic under the effect of severe pain, lying on the ground rolling wildly, screaming, and her whole body convulsed and spasmed uncontrollably.

This process lasted for more than half an hour, and finally, in her last life, she opened her thighs and used all her strength to squeeze out two or three creatures with human faces like worms in the lower plane from her ovaries like giving birth.

As if the old mage had obtained the treasure, he immediately packed it up with the cage he had prepared in advance, and returned to his mage tower with great interest to do research.

As for the female bard, who had been played bad, she was out of danger under the treatment of Pastor Bane.

Want to die?

Excuse me!

It's impossible to even kill yourself in this prison.

After the baptism of the eerie, horrible and disgusting images just now, the felons no longer looked at the naked bards with the same impulse as before, and instead had a kind of disgust and disgust.

They had no idea if there was another worm or some other monster hidden in the woman's belly.

……

On the other hand, Arthur Mayer, who was extremely efficient, had already sent the list to the Emperor.

Zuo Si glanced at it twice, and immediately joked with a smile: "This list is really more interesting than I imagined."

Not only the expected red-robed mage of Serre, but also several noble councillors of our neighboring Turmis, as well as merchants of the Mulholland Empire, and a number of independent city-states to the north and south of the Fallen Star Sea.

Oh, and by the way, there's Ilminster and his alliance of harpers, and the Druid Order Emerald Idling, which I offended to death.

It seems that the rise of empires with a strong ability to absorb gold in trade began to make many local rulers nervous and anxious.

If nothing else, the incitement was merely a temptation.

They will then do everything in their power to try to break the trade alliance, prevent us from annexing the scattered towns of the Northlands, and eventually gain absolute control of the West Coast. ”

"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand. What exactly is their political motivation for doing so, apart from economic reasons? Arthur Mayer asked, frowning.

Zuo Si explained in a slightly playful tone, "Quite simply, they are afraid of the rise of a highly unified, strong, and wealthy country on the continent of Faerun, which strongly supports the development of magical powers.

That means that in the face of this super power, even a traditional power like Searle cannot match it, and in the end it can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board for others to slaughter.

In the same way, they fear that their power will be taken away from them, and the wealth accumulated by their families will be plundered.

In short, as we continue to grow stronger, it is not surprising that those opponents and enemies, both overt and covert, will inevitably choose to join forces.

Because from the point of view of game theory, if they don't unite, they can't compete with the empire.

Especially in the political, commercial and cultural spheres, we may face the siege of most of the sea of falling stars.

Hopefully, they will follow the example of the trade union and form a similar economic organization.

This process is determined by objective factors and is not subject to the will of the individual. ”

Obviously, Zuo Si has long been prepared for this situation.

Or he knew very well that the establishment of the West Coast Empire would in turn force other city-states on the continent of Faeron to unite and even merge with the country.

This is just like the unprecedented unification process of the Eastern Dynasty in the history of the earth, and the nomads in the north were forced to continue to merge with each other from small tribes, and finally established a relatively unified steppe empire.

When one of the two civilizations in competition with each other begins to evolve, the other must evolve in order to survive.

Otherwise, the latter will be obsolete by the cruel laws of nature.

Most importantly, this change is exactly what Zuo Si is looking forward to.

He founded the West Coast Empire to prove a possibility to everyone, even the gods.

If the surrounding areas around the Falling Star Sea, which is the essence of the Faren Continent, begin to have a tendency to unify and centralize power, then wouldn't this show that this set of theories is correct.

This influence, which comes from changing people's perceptions and beliefs, is enough to give birth to a new and powerful divine power.

But Arthur Meier obviously didn't know what Zuo Si was thinking, and after hearing this, he hurriedly suggested: "In that case, shouldn't we immediately send spies to cooperate with the Santarim Society to incite rebellions and provoke wars and wars among the various city-states?" ”

Zuo Si smiled and waved his hand: "No, there is no need for this for the time being."

Because this process is not achieved overnight, but takes a long time to run-in.

Don't forget, many city-states and countries in the Falling Star Sea have historical problems.

Some of them are competitors or even enemies in trade;

Some are afraid that they will be infiltrated, controlled, and annexed by powerful forces;

Others have been invaded by their neighbors and hold grudges.

It takes a lot of time and energy to get this done, and it also requires the joint efforts of a large number of people of insight.

Coupled with the merchant's profit-seeking nature, it was impossible for them to cut off trade with the Empire, so there was nothing to worry about.

What's more, how do you know it's a bad thing?

Competition, especially healthy competition, can often promote our own progress and development.

I have always believed that civilization is essentially learning from each other and integrating with each other through constant competition and exchange.

So you have to have faith in the empire, you have faith in me, and you don't have to be afraid of our competitors uniting. ”

With that, Zuo Si picked up the cup and took a small sip of iced juice, and his black pupils became extremely dark and deep.

"So...... You mean to take no action for the time being? ”

Arthur Mayer was clearly a little confused about his emperor's thoughts.

"No, we should retaliate or retaliate, otherwise how can we show our tough attitude?

I mean, there's no need to be so bloody when it comes to revenge, just teach a little lesson to those secondary targets, and mainly clean up for the red-robed mage who is staring at Serre and the Mulholland Empire.

Later I will give you the power to mobilize the gunboats and dragon knights.

From next month until the end of the year, I don't want to see a single ship from either of these countries in the Falling Star Sea.

Embargo notices were issued to all city-states and countries at the same time.

Let's just say that between their active provocations, the Empire decided to launch a retaliatory action.

Within the allotted time, any ship heading for Serge and Mulholland, or coming out of it, would be sunk without mercy. ”

Zuo Si bluntly offered the means of the trade embargo.

The reason why he dared to do this is also very simple, that is, he simply grasped the overwhelming air supremacy.

It doesn't take much, just send three large airships as air carriers, and the dragon knights can use this as the center to control the sea surface within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The three airships scattered and released directly into the waters north of the Surban volcano on the east side of the Falling Star Sea, and one ship sank the other, and there would not even be a single fish that slipped through the net.

If these two countries, which have a large number of arcane spellcasters, dare to send out mage groups to fight back, the West Coast Empire is also not vegetarian.

The Grand Arcanist of Netheril's time, Owo, has been struggling lately to find a suitable partner to train his high-level apprentices.

"Understood! Rest assured, I'm going to do it well. ”

Arthur Meier's eyes lit up instantly, and he touched his chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

As a follower of Bane, the god of tyranny, he clearly liked this style of revenge.

In particular, forcibly blocking the maritime communications and trade of the two most powerful countries in the east of the Faren continent made this dark guard feel extremely excited just thinking about it.

After obtaining the important seals and transfer documents, Arthur Meier went straight to the cabinet and explained the situation to the prime minister and other important ministers.

About two or three hours later, three super-large military gunboats, loaded with artillery, ammunition, and dragon knights, slowly rose from their home port of Ascatla, and flew towards the east under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes that were either puzzled, shocked, or puzzled.

Because military airships are completely different from civilian use, the sides and below the pod are densely packed with black and thick barrels, which make people feel numb when they look at it, so it immediately sparked heated discussions among many people.

After all, with the West Coast Empire fully cooperating with the Church of Gunde, the god of craftsmen, many people have long been familiar with things like muskets and artillery.

Many coastal port cities have invested in forts to deal with the threat of various fishmen from the depths of the sea.

Therefore, the combination of a large gunboat, the Garon Knights, in the eyes of most civilians, is already a terrifying military force that is enough to easily destroy several cities.

At the moment, three ships have been dispatched at once, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like a big war.

As a result, everyone who had a relationship began to ask frantically about which unfortunate fool provoked the empire or the emperor, so that such a big battle was made, and it was simply a posture to wipe the other party off the map.

Witherland, one of the few Grand Masters who knew the truth, was standing at the door of the headquarters of the Knights of the Burning Heart, looking up at the three behemoths that were slowly passing through the sky, with a bitter and helpless expression on his face.

Because he knew that in this matter, although Zuo Si's reaction was a little excessive, he firmly occupied the word "reason", and it was not a random vent of anger.

In addition, retaliating by blocking maritime traffic and trade is not brutal.

"Don't look, man, you should know we can't do anything."

Sir Chedon, who was standing next to him, patted his old friend on the shoulder and whispered comfort.

With the Knights' branch in Luskan already in charge of taking over, he was finally able to leave the bitter cold and return to his warm and pleasant homeland.

If someone asked the old paladin who served in Luskan what he had learned over the years, he would have blurted out that he was at peace.

Because there is no peace, there is no way.

In the beginning, Caton was motivated to transform the sinful city of pirates into a model of goodness, and to make the people believe in the gods of justice, suffering, and loyalty and courage.

But not long after arriving, he found that he couldn't change anything, and could only do the job that Zuo Si arranged for him in the bureaucratic system.

He wanted to train enough paladins to bring justice and justice to the people, but as a result, most of the apprentices quickly fell into the bureaucracy by the time they graduated, becoming orderly, neutral enforcers who maintained the rule.

Similarly, Caton has repeatedly protested against the use of non-legal means by the lichs of the Arcane Society against corrupt officials and their relatives.

The response is standard bureaucratic delays, and one that drags on and on, forever saying that everything is still under investigation, so please don't be impatient.

In this way, the jealous and hateful Sir Caton was finally hardened in Luskan, and he only wanted to help everyone in need with a clear conscience.

The only thing that makes him thankful is that under Zuo Si's rule, although there are many things that he is not used to, the overall living standards of the people have been steadily improving, and most judicial decisions can be relatively fair.

Witherland touched his gray hair and sighed in a low voice, "Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, we are all gray and gray to the age of retirement.

To be honest, I've been feeling like I'm on the verge of keeping up with the times lately.

Maybe it's time to find a successor and make him Grand Master to lead the Knights of the Burning Heart forward.

Otherwise, if I had seen His Majesty the Emperor a few more times, I would have thought that I might have had a heart attack and die on the spot.

There is no doubt that he is a formidable tyrant, except that his brilliant political prowess overshadows the tyrannical part. ”

"Are you afraid of Soth?"

Kaidon asked, looking up into Grand Master's eyes.

Witherland shook his head slightly: "Fear can't be talked about.

Because he is not the kind of madman who kills people at will just because of disagreement, but every person he kills has a good reason and motive.

What I'm really worried about is his impact on this huge country.

See those pedestrians on the road?

Now, all of Askatla, and even Am, are beginning to identify with themselves as subjects of the empire and take pride in them.

There are also some people who have a strong sense of superiority, feeling that except for the prosperous empire, the rest of the whole of Faren is a wild land without civilization.

This kind of arrogance is obviously not a good sign.

If left unchecked, sooner or later, the social climate will inevitably become more and more arrogant, and even make the same mistakes that many empires in history have made. ”

"Do you think Soth will follow the path of the Imasca Empire or Netheril?"

Kaidon seemed to understand something.

"No, I think it could be worse than that.

Because neither the Imaska Empire nor Netherrell have the power to stand up to the gods.

But Soth is different, he has such power, so the disaster caused may be even more terrifying.

Hopefully it's just that I'm old and like to be cranky.

At least the empire now feels like it's thriving, and everything is getting better at a visible rate. ”

After saying this, Witherland himself couldn't help but laugh first.

Just as Sir Caton opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly saw a boy with short hair and a mage's robe running from a distance.

Out of the good nature of the holy warrior, he immediately took the initiative to ask, "Child, do you need any help?" ”

"Hello, Sir. I have a very important piece of information that I would like to report to the Knights of the Burning Heart. The boy paused and replied breathlessly.

"Important information? How important is it? ”

Kaidong was stunned.

Not only him, but the Grand Master Witherland on the side also showed an interested expression.

Because anyone who comes to the Knights of the Burning Heart for help usually has a lot of trouble, otherwise they can solve it by going directly to the guards.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded, "It's the undead!" I found an ancient coffin in the sewers that exuded terrifying negative energy, and it was very likely that a terrible lich was lying inside. ”

"What? You repeat! ”

Hearing the word "lich", the expression on Kaidon's face immediately became extremely serious.

Because he had performed countless similar tasks, he knew very well the power of this undead creature spellcaster.

And from the keywords of the ancient coffin and sewer, it can be basically judged that this lich should not belong to the Masked Mage Guild or other spellcaster organizations in the empire.

Otherwise, the other party can be very generous and public, instead of hiding in a dark place like a sewer.

"It's a lich! Sir! I found the Lich in the sarcophagus of the sewers in the temple area. ”

The boy repeated what he had just said at a blistering pace.

"Damn! We must muster our hands now to address this problem. In this place where the gods are watching, nothing so evil is allowed to exist. ”

Grand Master Witherland immediately turned and walked towards the interior of the Knights, shouting at the squires who were training as he went, telling them to call all the senior members.

Sir Caton comforted the boy with a few words, and then asked in the softest voice possible about the location of the sarcophagus and the surroundings.

The latter replied fluently, and even cast a simple illusion to simulate the scene he saw.

Seeing that the boy in front of him was actually a mage apprentice, the old paladin immediately realized that the truth of this matter was extremely high, and it was definitely not some kind of frightened nonsense of a child.

He didn't dare to slack off at all, and turned around and rushed into the conference room to explain to the others.

Sir Caton was in such a hurry that he didn't notice it, and he turned away on his front foot, and the boy on his back foot had a flash of smugness in his eyes, and then quickly burrowed into the entrance of the sewer.

"How, did you succeed?"

A young girl's voice came from the darkness, followed by two or three seconds later, a girl with pink hair sneaking out of the room, it was Ammon, who was the son of Baal.

As for the boy who ran to report the situation just now, he didn't need to ask to know that it must be Zuo Si's good disciple, Sancho, who is also the son of Baal.

After pondering for a while, the little clever ghost decided that it was clear that the odds of fighting a legendary lich head-on were not high, so he finally decided to take advantage of Am's famous knights of the Knights of the Hot Heart.

After all, cutting out threats and undead creatures in the sewers was originally one of the duties of the paladins.

In addition, the holy warriors generally have close ties with the Church of the Good God, and they can bring in priests of high enough rank to play a good role in suppressing the undead.

"Hey, hey!

Is there anything I can't do when I get out?

And voila!

This time, we're sure we'll be able to get the first lich with ease, and then take advantage of the chaos to get a part of Congus's golden body.

It would be even better if you could get the Lich's lifebox.

We can use the life box as a coercion to force him to participate in the subsequent battle. ”

Sancho cocked the corners of his mouth and let out a very sinister laugh.

"Whatever it takes to achieve an end! Yes, there is progress, and it lives up to my teachings. ”

Viconia, disguised as a moon elf, also came out of the darkness, a look of approval and relief on her face.

"When are we going to do it?"

Succubus Lori shook off the green slime stained on the decapitation greatsword and asked casually.

In the sewage behind her, the corpses of a dozen gelatinous monsters lay densely packed, all apparently freshly hacked to death.

You don't have to ask to know that this four-person team was improvised while Aberdale and Minsk were training in the mage tower, with Jahira as their company.

The initiator is none other than Sancho, who has been tasked with destroying the half-lich Congus.

In order to find out the details of the enemy, the boy used the power of the mage tower to conduct a lot of divination and detection, and soon locked on the location of the three powerful undead casters.

However, he was clever enough not to rush into contact with Congus, but planned to get a part of the golden body in his hands first, and then see if he could do something on it.

And in order to restrain the legendary lich's powerful spell-casting ability, Sancho also specially prepared several anti-magic force field scrolls copied by the legendary mage, planning to directly abandon the spell-casting ability to go to hand-to-hand combat.

Anyway, there is a violent physical output of the succubus Lori in his team, as well as the high-ranking priest Viconia, and even Aemon has a certain level of thieves.

Therefore, as long as you can envelop the opponent in the anti-magic force field at the first time, there is a high probability that you will directly punch the master to death.

As Zuo Si's only disciple, Sancho undoubtedly learned a lot of insidious and cunning tactics from his teacher, and knew far better than a mage of his level how to defeat a lich with a spell casting level far higher than his own.

What's more, he is still the son of Baal, and the divine power and divinity in his body are constantly rising with the mass death of other children of Baal in the south.

As long as they can continue to kill and harvest the lives of those strong people, their strength will inevitably increase at a rate of thousands of miles.

(End of chapter)