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After a brief greeting, Curt was teleported to the main tower by the Facelesss. In a room full of magical items, Eoham was smoking a pipe. To Ke's surprise, there were two other Faceless Ones standing in the room. So Curt gave up his intention to do it immediately, and listened to Eoham's words with emotion:

"Well done, Curt. Although it will be a while before the Duke of Fran will come to the Thousand Laws City, you have already arranged everything. To be honest, this time I underestimated the strength of Jeppen and Britannia. I'm ready to send reinforcements to you so things don't get messed up. But you won a beautiful victory and won the respect of the Thousand Laws City. ”

"I'm just doing what you have arranged, Master Xi. ”

Curt bowed down and replied very modestly. Eoham smiled and spat out the smoke ring, and said slowly:

"Again, Curt, you should learn to be honest with others. It's just me and your faceless brethren here, and you don't need to have any scruples. By the way, I'll reward you first. Is there anything you want? I'll give you the chance to pick a prize. ”

"Please retract your destiny and let someone other than Randall marry Alteran. ”

Curt said in a huff, he had already thought about saying this. Eoham was stunned for a moment, Curt's request was a big surprise to him. After some consideration, Eoham knocked off the ash of his cigarette and put away his pipe. He waved his hand and motioned for the two Faceless to leave. Just as Curt was secretly happy and began to prepare for the raid, Ioham opened a portal.

"Follow me. Kurt. I'll show you something. You will be interested. ”

Ioham said unquestioningly. Then he was the first to walk into the portal. Curt watched the two faceless ones cast spells and leave, feeling very sorry in his heart. He didn't know what was inside the portal, and could only pray that he would still be alone with Ioham.

But after passing through the portal, Curt is now in the middle of a busy factory. A group of ** blacksmiths are hard at work, all of them holding tools with magic attached. As far as the eye can see, hammers, tongs, cutting boards, and even a roaring stove are carved with magical runes. The blacksmiths could smash a small ingot with a few hammers and throw it into a furnace that spewed cyan flames. There are also wonderfully large tools on the side. Specially designed for cutting ingots.

Curt looked around in surprise, and now there were stoves and figures everywhere in the space of thousands of square meters. It didn't take a closer look for Curt to know they were making firearms. The blacksmiths are both skilful and light, and they are all skilled craftsmen in the manufacture of firearms. They stacked the parts on the side of the wall and stacked them neatly in layers. Curt picked up one and observed it carefully, and now the accuracy was no less than that of the dwarves' top craftsmen.

"I'm a military factory here, and I can produce three rifles a day. Surprised, Curt, I already knew how to make a firearm before you asked Adios to send me the information. These people have worked for me for several years. Recently, I was finally able to make a decent firearm. ”

Eoham said with a grin, leading Curt through the crowd. He paused in front of the gate to the outside. Turning back at Curt, he said:

"Guess where we are? If I'm right, I'll marry Altern. ”

"This ......"

Curt thought anxiously, and he suspected that the military factory was located in some mountain col near the city of Qianfa. But since Iorham has asked the question, it will not be so easy to answer. Curt thought about it, and finally shook his head and said:

"I don't know, Lord Eorham. But you're so good, you can't hide anything from your ears and eyes. ”

"You think I stole technology from you? That's underestimating me. You're not the first person to know how guns are made, Curt. A long time ago, Adios's father knew about firearms. He's a human from the Heteromorphic Wall, and I've had the privilege of sharing some of his knowledge. ”

Eoham laughed and pushed the door open. The cold wind blows in his face, forcing Curt to cast defensive spells. Outside, there is a cliff with a view of the Thousand Laws City in the distance. Curt stopped on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the endless stretch of walls. He nodded, coming up with a surprising but plausible answer. - This is the forbidden land, the Plains of Ten Thousand Frosts, where Iorham hid the arsenal in a place where adventurers dare not come.

When Curt wondered if he should do it right away and plot against Iorham, Iorham sighed. The white mist he spat out was frosty in the air, and the temperature here was below minus forty degrees. Curt silently turned the spatial ring, adjusting an anti-magic force field scroll into place. Thirty-six gems still swirl around Ioham, and they are powerful obstacles.

"Follow me, Curt. The time of the mage is coming, and we can reign over the world. ”

Ioham proudly declared, his voice full of excitement and anticipation. He was unaware of Curt's actions, and only said in a high-spirited manner:

"No one can stop us, not even the gods. Within twenty years, the mages will rule the nations. We can travel around in the open, and we don't have to worry about being encircled again. ”

"Remarkable ideals and action, Lord Eoham. ”

Curt casually flattered, and he was also suppressing the impulse in his heart. Curt remembers how desperate and helpless he felt when he saw his parents killed. Now Iorham, who is the murderer, is talking about it, showing off his painstaking management. With each additional word Ioham, Curt added a bit of murderous intent to his heart.

Curt decides to knock Eorham out of the pinnacle so that Iorham can experience the despair of falling into hell as his ideals are about to become reality. This is the real revenge, and Curt is eager to see what kind of expression Eoreham will show when the time comes. But before he could make a move, Ioham turned around. Curt immediately let go of the hand holding the spatial ring, and Ioham said with a smile:

"Let's go, let's go get rid of some pests. You forgot to report to me about Richard. But that's okay, let's go talk to him now. ”

With that, Eoham pulled out a bright white staff. The texture of the staff is somewhere between metal and jade, and is made of materials that Curt has never seen before. Eoham took Curt's hand, then paused for a moment. Without warning, they appeared in a dark temple, surrounded by more than a dozen worshippers of the Dark Sun Church.

On the altar in the deepest part of the temple, a High Priest of the Darksun is dissecting a baby alive. He was to take out the baby's heart as a sacrifice to Ciric, the Lord of the Dark Sun.

Ioham and Curt appeared in the crowd, and several believers were within reach of them. Before anyone could act, Eoham paused for a moment. Pale flames immediately burst from him, engulfing all the Darksun cultists.

Curt saw a dozen burning men running away wailing, and they had to endure unimaginable pain. The flames released by Ioham do not ignite clothing, but directly scorch souls. Before the souls are burned to the ground, the flames will gnaw at them like maggots on tarsal bones.

Because the noise was so loud, the high priest of the Church of the Dark Sun, that is, Richard, was forced to suspend the important sacrifice and turn his head. Ioham smiled and looked at Richard quietly. Richard froze in place, feeling a chill rise from the center of his foot.

In the next second, Richard instantly used a portal spell to rush in as fast as possible. He set his destination several kilometers away in the sea and prepared to dive into the water to evade pursuit. Although Richard couldn't figure out how his identity could be revealed. But his reaction was correct, just ignoring Curt's save.

Eorham laughed out loud as he watched as Richard slammed his head against the force field wall with all his might, fainting. Just now, Curt activated the Soul Shattering Sword Purple Resentment and used the field wall to seal the entrance to the portal. This scene has a bit of black humor, so Ioham laughed and said:

"Well done, Curt. Has anyone ever said that you resemble me when I was younger? I was young and vigorous, and if I had the opportunity to play tricks on the enemy, I would not let it go. ”

"I just did it and got lucky. This is the Temple of the Dark Sun, right? Master Richard ** turned out to be a priest of the Church of the Dark Sun? I really can't imagine it anyway. ”

Curt shook his head, and naturally took advantage of the situation to relieve the arcane desperate situation, and made the appearance of preparing to continue fighting. At the same time, Ioham reached out and made Richard's body disappear into thin air. He shook his head, and said somewhat with some interest:

"In the city of a thousand laws, there is nothing to hide from me. The Church of the Dark Sun is a disappointing group of opponents, and they are not even qualified to sit down and play with me. ”

"What are you going to do with them?"

Curt gripped the staff that Purple Grudge had turned into, feeling a little dry in his throat. Ioham shrugged and replied lightly:

"I'll talk to Richard and make him work for me. The war needs the help of a pastor, and he will be happy to work for me. ”

Without waiting for Curt to speak, Eorham paused his staff for the third time. The scenery in front of Curt's eyes instantly changed, turning into the arcane research room on the seventh floor of the Black Tower. He was so startled that he could only watch as Iorham walked away slowly, pulling a chair out of the tattered furniture. Ioham set up the barely usable chair and sat inside. Then he placed his staff across his knees, and said in an expectant tone:

"Well, this is your territory, Curt. Black Tower, ominous name...... I always think you should make it more beautiful. Please forgive me for being uninvited, but I don't want to delay any longer. After all, mages can only wield their maximum power at their own doorstep, and doing so may eliminate your scruples. ”

"Lord Ioham......"

Curt suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his palms began to sweat. Before Curt could say anything, Ioham waved his hand. With a sharp smile on his face, he looked at Curt and said:

"I know you want to kill me, Curt, from the first day you came to the City of a Thousand Laws. Do it, dear Curt. I promise, it's just you and me here. In your home, we are one-on-one. There's no better opportunity than that, can it?"

And then a chill rose to the bone, invading Curt's limbs. He stared at the staff on Aorham's lap, knowing that he was afraid that he had lost his future, just like Richard. (To be continued......)