The red-robed mage, originated from the fall of the Imaska Empire, when the Imaska Empire obtained the Color-resistant Scroll and developed into another powerful Arcane Empire, but the empire suffered from a great plague and its population was decimated, and the result of the Imperial Council's discussion was: Let's go across the crystal wall to other heavens to capture slaves.

After many successful cross-plane slave captures, the slaves captured by the Imaska Empire prayed to their gods to save them, which led to the arrival of the gods of Mulholland, and after friendly consultation with the gods AO, the gods of Mulholland descended on the territory of the Imaska Empire, and the gods led the slaves in their incarnations to completely destroy the great empire in the east of the country.

However, as an arcane empire, the Imaska Empire was on the verge of extinction, the Imaska Emperor was killed in battle, and the chief grand mechanic was killed on the spot by Mulholland God King Horus wearing the first secret weapon of Mulholland, there are still some loyalists who survived, and they came to the north of the Mulholland Kingdom and established the so-called "free state", the slave parliamentary kingdom Serre.

The remaining Imaska mages tried to resist Mulholland's rule, and ultimately failed, and these mages were also executed one by one by the pharaohs of Mulholland, even so, the Imaska mages created a portal and attracted the orc god system, the orc god king Geush only personally killed the god king of Mulholland in this battle, giving Mulholland a huge blow, even though the orc god system was finally defeated, but since then the orc god Geush began to notice the world, After that, the whole country began to brush up on a vast number of orcs, and no matter how much they killed, they couldn't kill them all.

This history has already been said before, so I will not repeat it here.

The orc god system was defeated, Mul Holland was also greatly damaged, unable to control the surrounding area, the free kingdom of Ser officially broke away from Mul Holland, ruled by large and small warlords, warlords hired wizards, and wizards formed secret societies, with the retirement of time, the red-robed wizards will gradually come to the front of the stage from small secret societies, and eventually become the rulers of Serre.

Eight red-robed chief wizards make up the Supreme Council of Serre, among which the chief of the necromancy, the most powerful and dangerous is the red-robed chief Sazastan in front of him, according to Cormier's sources, Sazastan's original name is Tarlos, the child of a farmer, he was selected by a mage organization in the Serre region at that time, and became an apprentice.

After that, the news became confusing, Cormier only knew that Tarlos participated in the rebellion of the loyal wizards of Imasca, and played an important role in summoning the orcs, and after the failure of the rebellion, there was news that Tarlos received the immortal medicine of Horus, the god king of Mulholland, and that he found the legendary lich treasure, and it was also said that he obtained the artifact buried by the goddess of magic under Serre, in short, Tarlos became Sazarstan, the chief red-robed wizard of the necromantic department.

What is he doing here?

Clinking glasses with Sazastan, Aaron raised his eyebrows: "I'm glad you remember my grand celebration, the first of Sazastan, I remember that it was because of someone's magic that destroyed the last reading section, causing everyone to be swept into the Chaos Demon Domain?" ”

"Haven't I come to apologize?" Sazastan raised his gold-plated wine glass: "What happened last time, I'm sorry, dear Lord Salian, there is no way, I really want to improve, I want to know about you and your astral magic, please forgive me for my sins." ”

"Oh, really?" As long as the red-robed wizard appears, he must have a dark and evil purpose, and Aaron naturally will not believe Sazastan's nonsense: "What if I don't accept it? ”

"Why don't you take it?" A few words came out of Sazastan's mouth.

The Six-Ring Chaos Magic - Salian Exchange, which is a magic that has been extremely popular in the entire red robe in recent years, and every time this magic is released, Aaron can receive interest.

"You promoted?" Aaron smirked.

"If you can give me access to the next volume of the Salian book, I'm willing to continue to help you expedite the promotion, Your Excellency." "My friend Larocle and I miss you very much, and we would love to have you again, and as a sign of our sincerity, Larocle and I have a gift for you," said Sazastan with interest. ”

Sazastan stretched out his hand, and an illusionary throne appeared in front of Aaron.

It is a massive stone throne with an intricately carved back and dragon-shaped armrests, and its four legs carved in the shape of a dragon's claw holding a pearl, surrounded by numerous chaos runes, nine orbs arranged from the bottom up, each containing the deepest chaos and the most primordial darkness.

"The seat of Sakohir, the King of Warlocks, Larocle, thinks it might be useful to you, using it, you can quickly establish contact with a layer in the abyss, can it make you an Abyss Lord? Sorry, I don't know, but I think you're a good fit with the Abyss, maybe this thing will work for you. Sazastan apologized to Aaron again: "I hope this thing can express our apologies, and by the way, as the price of inquiry, when will the seventh book be published?" ”

"If this thing is so useful, why don't you and Laloch use it themselves?" Aaron could feel Sazarstan's strong desire, and it was obvious that the knowledge of chaos magic in Salian's book had made him obsessed to the limit, and he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

"Laocco and I are dead, the throne will not feel our stopping heart, it must be a living person to be in tune." Sazastan waited for Aaron's reply: "Can this gift be used as a reason for forgiveness?" ”

"One hundred thousand." Aaron gestured: "One hundred thousand gold coins, the same price as the wizarding tower purchase agreement you just reached with Baldur's Gate, one hundred thousand gold coins, I will tell you the exact information." ”

“…… You know a lot, you like to bargain so much, so you really don't think about marrying Anta's daughter Shi Ji. Sazastan was slightly sarcastic: "You should have written it sooner rather than waste your energy on human emotions, because time will bring all life to an end, and only strength will not fail you." ”

"Fixed price." Aaron said, "Now. ”

Without any hesitation, the red-robed chief immediately took out a golden ticket of 100,000 gold coins from his body: "Deal." ”

Aaron took the golden ticket and counted it correctly: "The seventh volume of the Salian book will be exhibited at the Sunset Collar Silver Theater in two years, but this time it will not be open to all audiences, I will use the invitational system and the qualifier system, each force can form a team of five, by participating in the Chaos Expedition, in the chaos demon domain with the mechanism of the competition to decide the winner, and finally the first team will receive the ownership of the seventh book of Salian for 10 years." ”

"Can I get a direct invitation?" Sazastan asked.

"Didn't you already buy it?" Aaron sneered, "Welcome in." ”

"You're only going to hold this contest for three times?" Sazastan understood.

"Who told you that if I gave you the scroll, it would be yours?" Aaron said with a smile: "It's only a 10-year period, and when the time comes, without me re-injecting the magic, the first six books will gradually become blank sheets." ”

"Cunning imp." Sazastan threw his head back and laughed, a deep, hoarse voice echoing in the sky around him, and he cursed and turned to leave, but stopped again: "What's the name of this game of yours?" ”

"It's called...... Sallian Multiverse Invitational Bar. Aaron put the golden ticket away: "Abbreviation...... TI。 ”

"Very well, when the time comes, I will bring my team and send the throne together."

As soon as Sazastan was sent away, another man stopped in front of Aaron.

The Bard Storm-Silver Hand also quickly appeared, wearing the harpist's insignia, a silver moon and a silver harp on a royal blue background, and the morning breeze curled her tousled silver hair, which flew through the air, making her look more like a vengeful undead than a human woman, dressed in the bright silver armor of the valley, walking past the dancers of Bode and Shannie without saying a word.

"Great song, Lord Aaron, if I hadn't known that you were from an aristocratic background, I would have almost thought that you had been a singer for five years at the Singing Sword Hotel in Waterdeep, you know, if you couldn't sing better than that sword there, it would cut you." Storm-Silver hands raise their glasses to Aaron in a friendly manner.

None of the seven sisters in the north are ugly girls, with big eyes full of autumn water, long eyelashes and slender eyebrows, which are more mature and beautiful.

With a tall nose, a small cherry mouth, and smooth white and tender skin, she looks so young and bright at about 700 years old, and there is no trace of old age.

"Your appearance is at the right time, Lady Storm." Aaron also raised his glass: "Later, you won't be able to make it to this funeral, and you won't be able to hear my performance." ”

"I'm sorry." The Storm Silver Hand made an apologetic gesture embarrassedly, "Mystra doesn't want me and Ilminster to get too involved in this, we have another mission." ”

"What is more important than the Baldur's Gate, with a population of 400,000 and a medium divine power trying to enter the mortal world?" Aaron frowned, he wasn't familiar with the Storm Silver, but there was no doubt that something needed to be done with the Storm Silver and Ilminster together must be a big deal.

"We've found an opportunity to communicate with the 'Lord of Humanity' you showed us." Storm-Silverhand sighed, her steely self-control nearly shattered by the conflict, and the Seven Northland sisters felt a deep sense of concern, "Unfortunately, we can't agree on anything, and in his eyes, ten thousand harpers are no match for a Santarin. ”

"But what will happen to the appearance of 10,000 Northland Seven Sisters and 10,000 Ilminster, I dare not imagine." Aaron couldn't help but quip: "I can probably hang the three demons of the weeping war and smoke them." ”

Storm Silver turned around and smiled, her waterfall silver hair swaying over her shoulders like a myriad of restless snakes: "The only thing to be thankful for is that you seem to be much better communicative than the human lord, Ilminster said the same."

Aaron did not answer, and the Silver Hand of Storm continued: "Our Goddess St. Mystra has seen through the essence of the so-called 'Lord of Men', Lord Aaron, we cannot sit idly by and watch him gradually exert influence on the kingdom, because from his light appearance, Goddess Mystra sees the ultimate darkness that symbolizes the end of all things and the infinite silence at the end of the universe. ”

"With his appearance, similar concepts will gradually spread."

"We cannot tolerate him continuing to operate in the realm, Lord Aaron, and I now ask you, on behalf of the goddess St. Mystra, whose side do you intend to be on?"

"Is it the goddess of the magic web? Or the Lord of Humanity? ”

…………

The Storm Silver Hand left, and Aaron fell into deep thought.

The ultimate darkness of all things? The infinite dead silence at the end of the universe?

If this is the essence of the Emperor beneath the surface of the Lord of Mankind, then why should he prop himself up? Not only to give the authority of the "Death of Destiny" to himself, but also to bind Draconion to himself? Pushing yourself to become the fifth god of chaos?

What exactly does the emperor want to do?

Maybe I'll have to ask later.

Our Lord of Mankind has a deep mind, and he often prepares for his big chess from a very early on.

Aaron has no more options at this time, since the moment he completed the Golden Law and became a legend, his only goal is to become a god!

Aaron couldn't give an accurate answer to the Storm Silverhand's inquiry, but not choosing to immediately side with the Lord of Humanity was a reply, and the Storm Silver Hand could at least be sure that Ilminster was right, and that Aaron was the one who was better to negotiate and talk to than the Lord of Humanity.

"Da~Da~Da~"

The crisp high-heeled percussion approached, and Lady Julia, one of the new four dukes of Bode, came to Aaron's side with a smile, her gorgeous long brown hair, delicate face, beautiful figure, and cold and unparalleled temperament made the people around her look sideways.

In order to attend the funeral today, Mrs. Julia specially changed into a standard mourning suit, a black long-sleeved women's shirt, and a pure black background purple lace hip-wrapping over-the-knee skirt, the length of the skirt just covered the knee.

The new Duchess of Bodø has a round and straight chest that holds up a high arc even under the shirt, and a thin silver necklace hangs from the pink neck, and a dark crystal in the middle is an embellishment. The first button of the top seems to never be buttoned, revealing a little pink skin.

The slender waist and firm round buttocks form an alluring arc, and the slender and straight calves are wrapped in a pair of ultra-thin black spider velvet opaque pantyhose, plus a pair of black red pointed heels, making her already proud figure even taller.

Lady Julia's figure turned her back to the people next to her, and with her steps, her body also swayed slightly, which became the most beautiful scenery at this time, a pair of black silk legs elegantly put together, the tips of high heels stepped on the ground, the curvy calf surface, and the thin stockings glittered in the reflection of the sun.

From today, Nestia will officially replace Lady Julia and participate in the rule of the city as one of the four dukes of Baldur, which will be Aaron's first step in infiltrating Baldur's Gate.

Nestia also told Aaron that the Oracle of Shar had ordered the Dark Patriarch Nystya and another Zol Viconia, who believed in Shar, to build a temple of Shar beneath Baldur's Gate to spread the teachings of the Night.

Is this part of your plan? Lady of the Night?

Aaron couldn't help but secretly praise Sha'er's long-term plan, compared to Suren Mama, who always wants to make a play, Sister Shar is really far-reaching, interlocking, and accomplishes multiple goals in one shot.

As for the distance between the two sides, it is insignificant, with Shar's artifact Scattered Night Sword, Nestia can easily travel back and forth to the mortal world through the Fallen Shadow Underworld, and it is a matter of a minute or two to go back and forth.

"What's the matter? Lady Julia? ”

"This girl has been looking for you, so I brought her here." Lady Julia motioned for the girl behind her to come forward.

It's Ammon!

"Oh no, sensei!" As soon as the girl saw Aaron, tears were about to fall: "Eboud, Eboud's big brother has been captured!" ”

"What?" Aaron's pupils dilated slightly.

Chanem was captured?

Didn't I let Barrell stare at them? Why was Chanem still captured?

Wait, what about the Barrells?

…………

The Dark Realm, the Tower of Twist.

This is the site of eternal war between the drow elves and the surface elves, and the two sides have been fighting this stronghold for thousands of years.

Today's situation was unique, as the Queen Spider had not answered any prayers for a while, so the Drow had temporarily retreated, giving up some areas to gain a buffer space and wait for the next chance to fight back.

In the empty tunnel of skeletons, a fat sun elf was laboriously digging for something.

Got it!

Barrell roared excitedly, wiping the sweat from his face and digging up the treasure hidden beneath the endless pile of corpses and garbage.

The sword of war is indeed here!

The sword of war of the elven three holy swords was obtained by my Barrell Moonflower!

Next goal: Harness the power of Lord Aaron and become the crown king of Comanso!

Updated, ask for a ticket duck~

(End of chapter)