Shaping silver fire into ray-like arrows of pure energy is the most basic use of this special ability by almost all Goddess of Magic Electors.

Because it doesn't have any thresholds, it only takes a standard cast action to complete all the preparations in a split second.

Its base range is as high as 120 meters, which is almost the same as fireballs, lightning, magic missiles and other ordinary long-range bombardment spells.

This means that before the enemy can chant a spell to attack the chosen people of the goddess of magic, these guys will be the first to suffer the scorching of the silver rockets.

What's more, the power of the energy arrows formed by the silver fire increases according to the cast level (1D6 per arcane cast level), half of which is fire and the other half is magical energy.

As a result, mages who are not high enough will not be able to defend effectively at all, and will at best be able to resist and absorb the fire damage, and the magic energy damage must be collected in full.

With Ilminster's LV29 mage level, even if you take the middle of the Silver Rocket Bolt's damage, you can instantly hit a Berserker or Enchanted Demon in an instant, and you can finish one in about two or three clicks.

If you're lucky enough to hit the highest damage, you'll be able to take away a Berserker that could easily slaughter a human army with a single shot.

Even if the latter has both magic and fire resistance.

So this is also the reason why many strong people on the continent of Faren still don't want to be enemies of the chosen people of the goddess of magic, even though they have a high level of arcane spelling.

Even if you become an enemy, you will try your best to keep a head-on conflict from breaking out.

It's not that they don't want to defeat these voters with great reputations, it's that they really don't have a good way to cheat like Silverfire.

In many battles, the Chosen Ones of the Goddess of Magic can easily take out most of their enemies simply by constantly unleashing Silver Rockets in the simplest of ways.

Looking at the oncoming silver rockets, Kurremos was obviously prepared and quickly completed the Nine Rings Magic [Mana Absorption].

In the blink of an eye, an energy shield appeared out of thin air, directly absorbing the silver fire and disappearing without a trace.

Next Second......

An arcing field of energy smashed into Ilminster's location with a thunderbolt.

Rumble!!!!!!!

With deafening noises, tremors, and splashes of dust and leaves, the entire ground was smashed into a terrifying ravine three or four meters deep.

Fortunately, Ilminster himself triggered the short-distance teleportation in time, otherwise even if he hadn't been stoned to death at once, he would have fallen to the ground or even crippled under the heavy blow.

From the frightened expression on his face, it is not difficult to see how much of a threat the counterattack of "Bringing Filial Piety" just now has caused him.

In particular, [Mana Absorption], an unpopular protective magic that is not known and mastered by most mages, is one of the very few spells that can truly completely absorb the damage of silver fire.

And that's not all!

It can also absorb and utilize all the spell energy that targets itself, and then in turn instantly complete its own spells to counterattack, which is a top-level magic that truly integrates offense and defense.

To master this spell, you need not only to have a strong enough backstage, but also to have a very high talent for arcane magic.

It is usually mastered by preparing arcane classes (e.g., mages) and spontaneous arcane classes (e.g., warlocks) that have reached quite impressive attainments.

In addition, the attack spell completed by the opponent with the help of [Mana Absorption] is very likely to be the equally rare nine-ring plastic energy magic [Force Field Whip], and it is also a linear attack that can cause greater damage after a form change.

In just one round of fighting, Ilminster elevated the mysterious enemy that suddenly appeared in front of him to the same level as Manson and Sazastan.

At least a notch or two higher than Manson, to be exact.

Because in a head-to-head encounter, Manson never posed a real threat to him, and the only time he was killed was the result of a series of intrigues and sneak attacks.

There was no doubt that the eyes of the Great Sage of the Valley of Shadows, full of vigilance and jealousy, greatly satisfied Kurremos's self-esteem, and he grinned and said in a smug tone, "Ah! You get angry, and you have a strong anger in your heart.

Someone once told me that when a person is angry and can't wait to go to force, there are usually only two reasons.

The first is that core interests have been violated, and the second is that the mask of hypocrisy has been torn down, leading to anger and shame.

If you don't mind, can you tell me what kind of anger you are right now?

Or is it a part of both? ”

"You deliberately provoked me from the beginning? Why? ”

Ilminster also slowly calmed down at this time, and began to try to analyze who this mysterious guy in front of him was.

In his opinion, an arcane spellcaster like this should definitely not be a nobody.

"I made my intention clear from the very beginning, to keep you here and delay a little bit.

Of course, it would be better if I could let you play with me and pass the time of boredom a little.

After all, many people have tried to kill you before, and some have even succeeded.

But it turns out that you'll be resurrected again and again by the goddess of magic soon after.

So killing you is a typical thankless task, and if you don't do it, it will provoke hostility, hatred, and siege from other voters.

I'm not that stupid, and I wouldn't take a huge risk to offend the great goddess of magic.

The only thing I want is for you and the League of Harpists you founded to disappear forever from the Northlands and usher in a new era, one that is not yours. ”

As these words came out, Kurremos suddenly opened his arms and released the surging magical power in his body, starting with a series of instantaneous superpowers.

Both speed and power made Ilminster's pupils dilate suddenly, and there was no time to counteract or cast protective spells to fight.

He could only grit his teeth and reluctantly release a protective light ball composed of silver fire to absorb it.

However, once the Silver Fire was transformed into a specific fixed form, he was unable to release the Energy Arrow, and could no longer change the form and properties of the Silver Fire for seventy minutes.

Obviously, the "Filial Son" is using the special ability [Arcane Harmony] unique to the advanced class [Follower of Arcane] at the moment.

Its function is to allow arcane followers to sacrifice the spell slot of one arcane spellcasting class to make the spell released by another arcane spellcasting class immediately obtain the supermagic effect, without the need to prepare and memorize in advance.

Here's an example.

If a follower of arcane law has both mage and warlock class levels, he can sacrifice one of the Warlock's three-ring spell slots to give one of the mage's one-ring spells a spell power.

The reverse is also true.

This means that the legendary Kurremos is a mage and warlock level, and can instantly unleash any spell within the five rings as needed.

If necessary, you can even use more than ten rings of spell slots to instantly cast sixth, seventh, and even eighth-ring spells, without any preparation at all.

This is in a spell duel, and you don't have to think about it to know what a terrifying advantage you can get.

In addition, the Arcane Followers also have the ability of [Arcane Homology], which allows them to select a known spell from the mage class at even levels such as LV2 and LV4 and add it to the Warlock's cast list.

In other words, it makes up for the relatively small number of spells that the warlock originally mastered.

In addition, this class can obtain [Arcane Power] from LV1, which allows the mage and warlock levels to be increased at the same time in addition to LV1, LV4, and LV7, just like the [Mystic] class can increase the mage and priest levels at the same time.

The three levels of LV1, LV4 and LV7 can only improve the lower level of the mage and warlock classes.

If you think of [Mystic] as a dual cultivation of divine arts and arcane arts;

[Psychic Master] is regarded as a dual cultivation of psionic energy and arcane;

Then [Followers of Arcane] is a typical mage and warlock dual cultivation, fully displaying the ever-changing characteristics of arcane power.

With the incredible spell slots obtained from the Warlock's side, combined with the wide variety of magic at their disposal on the Mage's side, the Arcane Followers have few shortcomings when it comes to magic.

They can either unleash a large amount of ultra magic to overwhelm their opponents in a short period of time, or they can use more spell slots to deplete their opponents little by little, and finally deliver a fatal blow.

Although Ilminster has encountered a variety of enemies over the course of more than a thousand years, and has even faced gods and god-like powers at certain special moments.

But this is clearly the first time to fight an arcane follower who has crossed the legendary rank of both warlock and mage.

Due to the lack of intelligence and the complete lack of relevant experience, he fell into passivity at the first time and had to use the ability of the Silver Fire Shield.

It is known that the Silver Fire Shield of Ilminster is a simplified inferior version of the Silver Fire Shield invented by Samaster.

It only provides protection within a certain radius, but does not increase the power of the Silver Fire, let alone use the Silver Fire Attack while the shield is active.

In this regard, Samaste, who has systematically studied the spell level of Silver Fire, is the real expert.

Not only is this madman capable of creating a Extreme Fireball effect with Silver Fire that defies all immunity and resistance, but the Silver Fire created by the explosion of the Fireball can also absorb the magic attached to the surface of all creatures and objects that touch.

In other words, the spell successfully combines a wide area of damage with a demon-breaking effect.

In addition, Samast also invented the spell that attached silver fire to his hand to form an effect similar to that of the electric claw technique, and used the silver fire to create a trap to attract the enemy's attack, and then used the silver fire to devour the spell that shot at him, and finally injected the absorbed energy into the prepared spell to make it gain additional strength.

So at this moment, Ilminster is clearly in a dilemma.

Because he was affected by [Energy Absorption] before, his current effective cast level is only LV25, and it is definitely impossible for him to spell the spell slot to be the opponent of Kurremos.

Any spell that requires chanting has the potential to be countered by the opponent in an instant.

The final result of the fight is that in the continuous countermeasures, his spell slots are depleted little by little.

If you don't fight back, you can hide inside the silver fire shield and be a turtle with a shrunken head, and your precious time will be wasted little by little, and you will completely fall into the delay trap prepared by the enemy in advance.

What's worse is that there are two extremely dangerous guys around Kurremos, who may strike at any time.

What now?

Call other voters to help?

Ilminster struggled with a rock and a hard place.

The most important thing is that because he can't figure out the identity of his opponent, he doesn't dare to easily drag several other important allies into the water, in case the situation goes in a worse direction.

After a short exchange, the two sides once again fell into a state of confrontation.

Despite his high desire to fight, his spell attacks were ineffective in the face of the shield forged by the silver fire.

Unless he was willing to take the form of a dragon and rush into hand-to-hand combat, he would only be able to stare dryly now.

But fortunately, dragging this Shadow Valley Great Sage can be regarded as a success for the entire plan.

Therefore, the Purgatory Brass Dragon was not in a hurry, still maintaining a slightly mocking and arrogant expression, patiently waiting for the opponent to make a move.

Just as the atmosphere began to become more and more oppressive and tense, a portal suddenly opened out of thin air.

When he saw clearly the person coming from the other side of the portal, Ilminster instantly broke his defense, glared at his eyes and shouted, "Hared!" Is all this your conspiracy and revenge? ”

You don't have to ask to know that it was none other than Harred III, who had served as his clerk in the first place.

But the man merely glanced at the Great Sage of the Shadow Valley with disdain and contempt, and then walked straight to Kurremos's side and said in a tone without a trace of emotion, "Miraba's side is completely over.

Twelve harpists were wiped out by Scar Klaus, and none of them escaped.

Our men have already begun to clear the remnants of the list in various towns, and we believe that the results will be soon.

From now on, the activities of the Harpists League in the Northland will come to an end once and for all.

Now, it's time to clean up the mess.

After all, the owner didn't want a mining town that produced all sorts of magical metals and gems to be devastated. ”

"Well done! It seems that the famous Ilminster and his henchmen, the harpist, are not all too much of a deal, and they are not yet played by us. ”

While saying this, Kurremos deliberately looked at the old man not far away with provocative eyes.

Since Harred III did not lower his voice, his words were clearly heard by everyone present.

The moment Ilminster heard the news, his heart sank into the valley, and his wrinkled face suddenly aged more than ten years, his hands clenched into fists, and his whole body exuded a mixture of anger and sadness.

For he understood that it was his own misjudgment that led to the death of these harpists and the total rout in the Northlands.

Harred III pursed the corners of his mouth and sneered in response, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

It is not surprising that an arrogant, conceited, self-moving, pretentious hypocrite like the harpist has been swept into the dustbin of history.

If you look at the disgust of most of the people of the Northlands now, our victory is inevitable.

Okay, don't talk nonsense here, you better hurry up and deal with Klaus.

He had been greatly weakened by the harpist higher-ups before him, and now was the time to kill them all. ”

"Are you sure you can handle the situation here?"

Kurremos touched his chin and asked in an uncertain tone.

He was a little worried that if he left with his front foot, Ilminster, who was angry with his back foot, would slaughter the ally.

After all, in the eyes of most people, traitors are much more hateful than enemies.

Especially the traitors who caused such huge casualties and the total defeat of the Harper's League in the Northlands.

But Harred III shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter.

Kill me best.

Because from the moment I killed me, I would completely become the biggest demon and the scar that will never heal for the rest of his life.

That's why I'm doing these things to constantly stimulate him.

The master once said that anger and impulsiveness are like the devil hiding deep inside everyone.

All I have to do is activate these two demons, and then watch with my own eyes as the Great Sage of the Valley of Shadows goes from being admired by thousands to being shouted and beaten by everyone.

Dear Ilminster, I know you must hate me by now, and you can't resist killing me to avenge the death of the harpists.

It's okay, you can do it.

I promise that I will not resist anything, and I will not let anyone else protect me.

After all, dying at your hands is my life's pursuit. ”

As he spoke, Harred III spread his arms like a martyr, his face full of distortion and hatred.

The kind of fanaticism that is distorted to the point that words cannot be described makes even the "filial son" Kurremos feel a tingling in his scalp.

When the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and finally it was almost to the point of being face to face, Ilminster suddenly burst out, raised his fist and slammed it on the face of the former clerk, and roared as he smashed it back: "Why?

Why would you do this?

Those harpists have nothing to do with our feuds!

All of them are innocent!

Some have even risked their lives more than once to sabotage the plots of the forces of evil!

But now they're all dead!

Just because of your ridiculous obsession and hatred for me! ”

Instead of screaming in pain, Harred III laughed like a madman, with his face covered in blood, the bridge of his nose completely collapsed, one of his eyeballs bursting on the spot, and even several teeth falling out of his teeth.

"Hahaha!

That's right!

That's right!

That's it!

Come on, take your anger out on me!

Push harder!

Didn't you eat?

It's better to beat me to death to avenge the death of those harpists!

Let me see if your so-called principles can hold on to when one close person after another dies around you, and you are left alone in the end. ”

Hearing this, Ilminster's blood-stained and slightly trembling fist finally stopped, and his breathing became extremely rapid in an instant, only a thin line away from a collapse of reason and a descent into madness.

But in the end, he didn't allow himself to cross the threshold, and pushed Harred III to the ground.

When Harred III saw this, he immediately showed a disappointed expression, struggled to get up from the ground, and spat on the bloody spit fiercely.

"Phew! You're such a piece of shit!

I was so disappointed!

After losing so much, all you can get in revenge for my murderer is a trivial beating?

All right!

Since you still won't tear off your mask of hypocrisy, how about let's have something more exciting?

For example, release Storm Silver Hand and send her to the torture room, ask her to taste the most vicious torture device in the world, and then extract her soul and torture her again and again until she has a complete mental breakdown. ”

"You dare!!"

Ilminster's anger, which he had managed to suppress, was ignited and rushed close to grab Harred III's blood-stained collar.

Just when the latter wanted to say something to continue to stimulate the other party, a slightly lazy voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.

"That's enough, let's stop today's battle for now, there's no need to continue to spread endlessly.

What's more, this is a small conflict between me and Ilminster, and there is no need to involve other voters.

You know, I'm one of the chosen people of the Goddess of Magic. ”

Following the direction of the sound, everyone saw Zuo Si, who had appeared under a pine tree at some point.

I saw that he didn't chant any incantations, but just snapped his fingers and released the Storm Silver Hand, which had just been banished by the Imprisonment Technique.

The latter was ambushed and imprisoned from the beginning, so he didn't know what was going on, and blinked in confusion after being released.

However, Ilminster didn't have time to explain to Storm Silverhand at the moment, so he directly raised his head and stared at Zuo Si and asked, "So you planned all this?" From the first clash between Klaus and the harpist, we fell into the trap you carefully weaved? ”

"No, no, no, I'm too busy to play with you and the harpist league you founded.

The operation was entirely planned and led by Harred III.

It was he who connected forces including the Worship Dragon Sect and the Santarin Society.

At best, I was of a modest help.

No way, who let you offend so many people before.

After losing the support of the people of the Northlands, that poor harpist alone could not make much of a climate. ”

Zuo Si very simply threw out a cruel fact.

In fact, due to the formation of trade alliances, and the widespread shift in the minds, values, and ideologies of the people of the Northlands, the harper's idea of balance has lost its market, and its decline and demise are almost inevitable.

Even if it is left unattended, within a few years the power of the Harpist League will shrink dramatically, eventually becoming a marginal power that cannot influence the overall situation, or it will perish in the constant confrontation with the expansion of civilization.

This is a historical trend of the times, and it is an undisguised conspiracy.

For Zuo Si, whether it is Ilminster or the Harpists Alliance, in fact, he has long lost the qualification to be his enemy.

The other party may cause some minor problems within a certain range, but it is still far from becoming a real threat.

Especially when the three generations of Goddess of Magic, Midnight, have clearly stood on their side.

"Then why do you suddenly stand up and stop him now? Wouldn't it be better for you to watch him escalate the situation? Ilminster frowned and continued to ask.

Zuo Si replied with a smile: "This is a matter of identity."

You should know that I have many identities, including the Chosen of the Gods, the Monarch of the West Coast Empire, the Traveling Mage, the Lord of the Ninth Layer of Bato's Hell, and so on.

Each identity has a corresponding position.

Among them, there is only one that is closely related to the Northland, and that is the emperor of the empire.

This is a very typical political identity, so it is also necessary to weigh the gains and losses from a political perspective.

Do you know what is most important in politics? ”

"What is it?"

Ilminster asked very cooperatively.

After all, although he lived for more than a thousand years, he lived most of the time in the era of loose political alliances with many city-states and aristocratic domains, and he did not have much concept of large and complex states.

They also do not understand the complex operating rules behind it, as well as the tendencies that various forces may show in internal and external struggles.

Zuo Si explained meaningfully: "It is to learn to compromise and stop in moderation.

Especially when it comes to war, it is necessary to understand very clearly that war is only a continuation of politics and a tool to achieve political goals.

It is always the last resort.

When there are other ways to achieve that political goal, it is better never to go to war.

It's as if this battle with the Harperists League in the Northlands has reached the point where I have crushed and expelled your forces.

Therefore, there is no need to continue to expand, which will not benefit the empire at all, but will only continue to increase costs and expenses.

So, out of rational judgment, I think it's time to draw a rest.

If the Harpermen's League had any sense, they would never set foot in the Northlands again.

For the soil on which you live is gone, and continuing will only increase casualties.

In fact, I didn't expect to be able to clean up your forces in the Northlands so quickly.

After all, the Harpists League is so deeply entrenched here, and even has a lot of traditional allies and broad popular support.

But the interesting thing is that I suddenly found that you don't seem to understand politics at all, let alone what is the main contradiction and what is the secondary contradiction between the people's hearts and minds.

If I were you, I wouldn't easily fall into the contradiction between civilization and wilderness, and end up being a human being inside and out.

Rather, it is necessary to grasp the greatest difference between the empire and the towns of the Northlands, and that is independence and unity.

As far as I know, many of the noble lords of the Northlands, although they have joined the trade alliance and enjoyed the benefits of it, are very resistant to being swallowed up by the empire one day and losing their superior status and various privileges.

If you can raise the banner of freedom and independence, you will surely be able to unite a group of local lords.

It's a pity that the Harpists League failed to see this, and their eyes are still stuck in the so-called ideological trap of maintaining balance in the past.

You don't even realize that times have changed, and they have become very, very different from what they used to be. ”

There is no doubt that Zuo Si's analysis and remarks from a completely rational perspective were like a hammer slammed into Ilminster's chest, making him look extremely decadent and depressed.

After a full minute, the old man took a deep breath and asked, "Then the next step is not to start annexing the various towns of the Northlands and integrating them into a part of the West Coast Empire?" ”

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, there is no hurry.

Because it was not easy to get the towns of the Northland, accustomed to acting independently, to accept a unified central government.

I will first use the trade alliance as a tool to continuously strengthen the common economic interests, and then target the monsters and enemies in the wilderness, and convince everyone to agree to form a coalition and sign a mutual defense agreement, and complete the military integration first.

Immediately after, I will support leaders who tend to unify to occupy important positions in towns and towns and form influential factions.

When their power is unmatched, it will truly realize the complete territory of the West Coast Empire across the continent of Faeron from south to north.

After all that has made you despair, let's finally tell you the good news.

Once the annexation of the Northlands is complete, my West Coast Empire will no longer expand even the slightest further eastward.

Because His Majesty Io, the god of Toreel, does not like the world to be too homogeneous, but wants it to remain competitive and constantly evolving.

You and your harpist can still continue to grow in the lands to the east, or even form an anti-imperial alliance.

After all, there is competition, there will be progress and development.

I look forward to you showing the possibility of another civilization as well. ”

After saying this, Zuo Si no longer paid attention to anyone, and directly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared in place.

Storm Silver Hand finally came back to his senses at this moment, and asked in a very serious tone, "We lost?" ”

"yes, we lost, and we lost very completely. Let's go, let's go back to the Valley of Shadows first, and talk about any things and problems when we get back. ”

Ilminster sighed helplessly, turned around and disappeared into the dense woods with Storm Silverhand.

As soon as the two of them opened their front feet, Kurremos exchanged glances with Agatha and Varys, and then began to slaughter the Worship of the Dragons.

The Silver Dragon Lich did not hesitate to join in.

She would not forget that it was these evil madmen who had robbed her of the peace of death, and now could only exist in the form of cursed undead.

All of a sudden, the screams and wails of the Dragon-worshippers echoed everywhere over the land on the edge of the Supreme Forest.

They didn't figure it out until they died, obviously they had cooperated well before, why the other party suddenly turned their faces.

After completing the mission of killing people, Kurremos teleports directly to Miraba, who has just been attacked by Klaus.

Looking at the scene of ruins in the residential area, and the chaotic scene of a large number of people being organized to extinguish fires and save people, he immediately couldn't help but ask Xi Manmeng, who was hiding in a dark corner, "What about Scar?" ”

"He has just been defeated by Lord Soth, and now he is estimated to have fled back to his lair to hide and recuperate."

Simon gave the answer bluntly.

"Has the master been here?!"

Kurremos raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Siman sneered and asked, "Isn't that weird?"

Don't forget, he's the Emperor of the West Coast Empire and the supreme leader of the Trade Alliance.

Something like this that you can do to defeat a powerful dragon and defend your allies will instantly gain great prestige and influence if you do it once.

If you don't believe me, ask the commoners if they still have any reluctance to join the Empire. ”

Kurremos nodded thoughtfully: "I see, I think I understand what you mean."

While we use Klaus against the Harper's League, the master has seen an opportunity to exert political influence from a higher place.

So he personally appeared for a political show, which completely won the gratitude and trust of the people of Miraba.

And that prestige will continue to spread over time.

It's really calculating.

In the future, we will continue to learn more from our masters. ”

"It is true that we need to learn more. After all, that's the perfect tyrant appointed by the great Bane. Do you need my help with your next move? ”

Simon stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood stains on his lips, his eyes glinting with a scarlet glow.

He's already hunted down and converted two high-level harpers, and the next step is to wait for them to be resurrected as vampire derivatives to get information from each other, and then launch a covert cleanup across the Northlands.

"No, I don't. I might have been a little more cautious if it was Scar in his full state, but in his current state, I could easily kill him, capture him, or imprison him. ”

Kurremos raised his chin confidently.

After a brief encounter with Ilminster, this guy already had a rough idea of where his current spellcasting level was, so he didn't pay attention to the injured Klaus at all.

"In that case, then I wish you a pleasant hunt. Be careful, Scar has a surprising number of minions. ”

With that, Simon gave his men a look, and then the Santarim quickly left Mirabah.

Kurremos paused for a moment, then left the city as well, transforming into a dragon and flying towards Klaus's lair in the northern mountains.

After about an hour or two, a terrifying roar and roar sounded from the deepest caverns to the beasts and monsters alike.

No one knew what was going on inside, and no one dared to come close to observe, not even the monstrous minions who served Scar.

The only thing that is known is that by the time the movement has stopped, Klaus is no longer the master of the cave and the surrounding mountains.

A mysterious dragon has defeated Scarman with indisputable power and become the new king of the land.

All monster communities in the vicinity either surrender and pay tribute, or are ruthlessly destroyed.

It didn't take long to integrate more than half of the forces of the World's Spine Mountains.

Even the arrogant frost giants and white dragons had to bow their heads.

Because the corpses of ten white dragons who refused to give in to their own strength, as well as more than fourteen frost giant tribes, were neatly hung at the door of the cave that originally belonged to Klaus, to show the ferocity, brutality and ruthlessness of this "king of the north".

If it had been the previous one, Kurremos's actions would have caused an uproar, and the harpists would have sent information to the rulers of various towns to make them wary.

But now that the harpists' power in the Northlands has collapsed, and towns and villages are busy crushing the druids, rangers, and elves of the forest, and deepening the development of this wild land, no one cares what happens in the mountains of the Spine of the World.

Even Miraba, the nearest one, began to expand and rebuild vigorously after receiving aid and low-interest loans from the trade union.

For the people of the Northland, who are fed up with poverty and backwardness, there is nothing more important these days than making money.

As long as they have money, they can even taste spices from the south in the snow and ice, eat colorful and delicious fresh fruits and vegetables, and sit in front of the warm fireplace to tell the children the scary stories of the past.

But compared to the towns and villages bathed in the light of civilization, the inhabitants of the Northlands living in the forests and savage worlds are far more miserable.

In particular, the Druids who have been targeted and targeted are now either forced to convert to Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, who is in transition, or gritted their teeth and struggled to survive in groups of three or two in the dangerous jungle.

Some have blended in with the local elven villages, and have even formed small rebel armies to try to scare away the townsfolk who have come to log, pioneer, and mine through raids.

But soon, the attacks provoked even more violent retaliation.

A large number of adventurers and mercenaries were organized, and the location of these villages was easily traced and located through magic.

As for what will happen next, of course, there is no need to say much.

Perhaps a city-state like Neverwinter, which tends to be kind, will also pay for the captured elves and half-elves to establish villages on a single footing, allowing them to continue to live and thrive within their own spheres.

But if you change it to those mercenary towns, it will be robbery, rape, and massacre.

Only women and underage girls who have little ability to resist will be allowed to survive.

And the fate that awaits them is to be secretly sold, or to become the wife or lover of a wealthy man, or to appear in the red-light district specializing in special services.

In this war for the right to survive and develop, the elves, druids and rangers are undoubtedly the ones who are sacrificed.

To be precise, any development must involve making trade-offs to meet the needs of the majority of society at the expense of the interests and even the lives of a small number of people.

This trade-off is undoubtedly just a few specimens of dust for the entire era, but it is undoubtedly a catastrophe for the sacrificed group.

Only those elven villages that are more intelligent and maintain good relations with the surrounding humans have taken the initiative to leave the forest and choose to embrace modernity and civilization.

Without exception, they have been supported by the trade alliance, and used this as a benchmark for public opinion propaganda, and they have lived a better life than before.

So much so that in the eyes of most outsiders, the large-scale development, large-scale production and large-scale construction that is underway in the Northland is this kind of civilization leap that can benefit everyone.

As everyone knows, countless bones have been buried in those unknown corners, as well as the tears and hatred of the victims.

On the contrary, the murderers who caused all these tragedies have become brave pioneers praised by everyone, or gentlemen and lords who control a lot of wealth and land.

If someone were to detect evil in the various banquets currently taking place in the Northlands, they would immediately find that more than half of the nouveau riche had a magical aura that turned red to black and black to purple.

The cruel facts prove once again that the primitive accumulation of capital is always full of evil.

A good person with a conscience can never become a qualified or even excellent businessman.

Of course, Zuo Si knew everything that was happening in the Northland, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it.

After all, that's what he wants to see.

Moreover, the bloody way of accumulating wealth in the Northland, as well as the consequent changes in thoughts, cognitions and values, directly made the goddess of wealth, Wokin, leap from the middle divine power to the threshold of powerful divine power.

At this moment, the gods of Torrell finally had an accurate understanding of the magnitude of the storm that Zuo Si could set off in the material world, and realized that it was best not to be an enemy unless it was absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, it is very likely that one's mortal enemy will suddenly be promoted from a demigod with weak divine power to a weak, medium, or even powerful divine power.

After all, the goddess of wealth, Wokin, who disappeared in the turbulent years, is a living example, and there may be Talona, who is transforming into a neutral god of nature......

(End of chapter)